Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 147 We all know the basics

Beijing Prince's Mansion, in the study.

Xiangling, Jia Huan, and Jia Lan each sat in front of a desk, which was fully stocked with pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Xiang Ling is a book lover, and with Shui Rong's permission, her mind is on literacy. Jia Lan is a self-disciplined person, and calmly reads lightly. As for Jia Huan, his eyes are moving, showing a little cunning, and his mind is unstable, but Looking at the two people who were concentrating on reading, they sighed softly.

They didn't say anything. If I did, wouldn't it be unsociable? So I started reading silently again with my book in hand.

Sometimes, the atmosphere can be contagious, not to mention that in the palace, Jia Huan has nowhere to go, so there is nothing to be stubborn about not studying together.

Not long after, Tan Chun walked in and saw Jia Huan studying quietly. He couldn't help but feel happy that this troubled brother finally looked like a human being. It was really good for him to study in the palace.

When several people saw Tanchun, they stood up one after another, and the third sister and the third girl started to greet him.

Tan Chun's jade face smiled and said in a clear voice: "I see you are working hard in studying, so I prepared some fruits."

Jia Huan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he jumped down with his little feet. He trotted to Tanchun and reached out to take the fruit in the fruit plate. When he was only a foot away, a white hand suddenly hit him down, hurting him. Jia Huan took a breath of cold air.

Tan Chunying raised her eyebrows and hummed: "No rules, what does it look like?"

Jia Huan wanted to say a few words, but when he saw Tan Chun's calm and confident look, he immediately withered, lowered his head and muttered: "If you don't prepare food for us, I can't even take a piece."

Tanchun saw that Jia Huan's unconventional appearance had only lasted for a long time, and the old behavior appeared again. He suddenly became angry and scolded: "I'm giving you food. I didn't ask you to have no rules, so why don't you give it to me?" I sat back and read.”

When Jia Huan saw this, he felt aggrieved. Is the girl in front of him his biological sister? This made him doubtful.

Involuntarily, Jia Huan muttered: "Brother-in-law said, we can't just study blindly. We also need to relax occasionally." "

When Tanchun saw that Jia Huan still dared to talk back, his eyes widened immediately. Just when he was about to show off his sister's "majesty", Xiangling moved closer and said softly: "Third girl, please don't be angry. Third Master Huan is still fine on weekdays." of."

After hearing this, Jia Huan felt a little better. Sister Xiangling was better.

Tanchun looked at Xiangling. Although the person in front of him was a maid, she was someone close to her brother-in-law. She was allowed to study with Jia Huan and Jia Lan, which showed her brother-in-law's love. Looking at Xiangling's appearance, She really has the character of Sister Keqing, who is charming and affectionate. She said that her brother-in-law "loves the house as much as the bird." If she were a man, she would be even more interested in him than her brother-in-law.

The shrewd Tanchun naturally didn't know how to put up music scores, and said kindly: "Sister Xiangling, you don't know this kid's temperament. If he doesn't fight for a day, he will go to the house to uncover the tiles."

"Whoever doesn't fight for a day will have to go to the house to uncover the tiles."

Tan Chunfang's heart trembled slightly when she heard a burst of joking coming from outside the house. Her brother-in-law was here.

Not long after, Shui Rong stepped in. When several people saw Shui Rong entering the room, they all greeted him.

Shui Rong lowered his head gently and looked at the people in the room, especially Tan Chun, who had bright eyes. He could hear this girl's crisp voice clearly even outside, and he didn't know what it would be like when she was hoarse.

"Whoever was disobedient made our third girl angry."

When Tanchun heard this, a bright blush appeared on his pink cheeks. It was from our family. It was strange and embarrassing, but he was right.

After a pause, Tanchun said softly: "It's nothing, it's just that Brother Huan is disobedient again." Upon hearing this, Shui Rong looked at Jia Huan, who had his head drooped, and said with a smile: "It's my sister who is too strict with Brother Huan." ”

To be honest, although this Jia Huan is ineffective, he seems to be doing well so far. He is occasionally naughty, but he is not as lawless as a naughty child.

Tan Chun pursed his lips when he heard the words, looked at Jia Huan with cold eyes, and said in a clear voice: "Brother-in-law, how can I be strict? Look at Langeer, he is a few years younger than him, but his temper is much more stable. He He is still an uncle, I don’t know which one is the uncle.”

Listening to Tan Chun's cold eyebrows, Shui Rong felt quite amused in his heart. How could they compare to Jia Lan's steady and steady attitude? This sense of déjà vu was a bit like someone else's child, which was quite interesting.

Shui Rong walked to Jia Huan's desk and reached out to pick up the rice paper. The fonts on the paper were neat and not unattractive. In fact, Jia Huan was a young man, so there was no reason to make progress in reading. There was a passage written by Jia Huan in the original work. The poem is better than the jade, which shows that he still has talent, but his youth is naughty and his environment has distorted his character.

As the saying goes, a small tree cannot grow straight if it is not cultivated. For Jia Huan, all he needs to do now is to straighten his character, and there is no need to be too demanding in other aspects.

After groaning, Shui Rong nodded and said, "Yes, Brother Huan is still attentive."

When Jia Huan saw Shuirong's compliments, his little mouth suddenly grinned. He was a child at heart, so he was satisfied with just a few words of praise.

Then Shui Rong looked at Jia Lan and said, "Brother Lan, today I went to the Duke of Lierong's Mansion. Your mother asked me to bring you some changes of clothes."

Shui Rong naturally did not forget the support of her widowed mother.

Jialan's eyes moved when he heard this. His mother asked the prince to bring him a change of clothes. He hadn't seen his mother for a while.

Shui Rong didn't say much about this, but Jia Huan's eyes were full of hope. This Jia Huan was a person who lacked love. Seeing Jia Lan's mother bring him a change of clothes, he was not looking forward to it.

However, Shui Rong never met Aunt Zhao. Even if she did, Aunt Zhao would probably not be prepared given her character.

After groaning, Shui Rong said, "Okay, you've worked hard at studying, go out and play hard!"

Studying is important, but work and rest cannot be combined with studying alone. Jia Huan is not worried. Jia Lan is a good scholar, so he does not want to end up like his father. At that time, the widowed widow must not His life.

When Jia Huan saw that there was nothing wrong with him, he suddenly felt disappointed, but thinking that being stubborn was not a bad thing, he left with Jia Lan.

When Tanchun saw Jia Huan leaving, her Yingmei couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. With her temperament, there was no way she would let Brother Huan be lazy, but this was what her brother-in-law said, so she couldn't say much.

Upon seeing this, Shui Rong didn't say much. He moved closer and reached out to hold Tanchun's little hand hidden in his sleeve. Warmth and tenderness spread through his palm, leading him towards the big case.

At this time, Tanchun's pink little face was covered with bright rouge, and her eyelashes trembled slightly, letting it lead her forward.

Shui Rong sat on the yellow flower wood chair behind the big case, and led the girl to sit in his arms. His light figure did not feel uncomfortable, but instead he felt a soft fragrance in his arms.

Seeing the shy and unbearable look of the heroic Tanchun, Shui Rong smiled and joked: "Third sister, we are already an old married couple, there is nothing to be shy about."

When Tanchun heard this, she became even more shy. The rouge stretched all the way to her earlobes, and her heart couldn't help but jump. She knew the basics of what an old couple was, even if they weren't married yet.

(End of this chapter)