Red Mansion Beijingwang

Rongguo Mansion, Rongqing Hall.

Jia Mu was sitting on the Arhat bed made of brocade flags, with Yuanyang and Amber rubbing her shoulders. Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue were accompanying her, and she seemed relaxed and comfortable.

Not long after, Baoyu in brocade clothes walked in from outside the hall. His face was gloomy, and the sadness between his brows was lingering. He greeted her first.

Jia Mu was so happy when she saw her big baby. She took Baoyu's hand and held it in her arms, as if it were a rare treasure. She said dotingly: "Baoyu, how are you reading today?"

Baoyu felt depressed when he heard this. What is there to read in this book? It really smelled like smelling a bad smell. However, when faced with his grandmother's inquiry, Baoyu replied against his will: "It's all good. Sir, you even praised me today."

The unwilling answer reached his ears, and he had to go to Qipou.

As soon as she heard this, Jia Mu became even more happy. She had ardent expectations for Baoyu. How could she be unhappy because Baoyu was successful in his studies.

Equally happy is Mrs. Wang as a mother. Her smiling face never stops, especially since the master also praised Baoyu, which makes Mrs. Wang even more happy. Her Qilin'er is different from ordinary people. In the past, she was still young. , being pestered by that sister, I started to play a little bit more. If I really wanted to use my heart, how could I not take off?

At this moment, Mrs. Wang was glad that Ren'er had been sent away. It was best not to come back and miss her Qilin'er.

After a while, Jia Mu looked at Baoyu, whose face was as thin as the Mid-Autumn Moon. She couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart. She warned in a warm voice: "Although studying is a good thing, you can't just study hard. At such a young age, you can't endure the pain." My health is not good."

There is already a troubled person in the second room of Duke Rongguo's mansion, and we can't go back to the old ways now.

Baoyu nodded slightly when he heard the words, and his eyes turned slightly. After hesitating for a moment, he asked: "Grandma, when will the sisters come back?"

It's been a long time since his sisters went to the palace, and he has long been thinking about getting them back so they can play together.

When Mrs. Wang heard this, she couldn't help but feel stunned. Now that Baoyu had made progress in his studies, it was a time of success. If the sister came back to haunt Baoyu, wouldn't it be ruined in one day?

I wanted to say something to dissuade her, but now that Jia’s mother is in the hall, it’s hard for the daughter-in-law to interrupt. Moreover, she is always going to the palace as a guest, so she has to let people come back!

Mrs. Wang can’t show her thoughts like this!
When Jia Mu heard this, she understood. After all, Baoyu had mentioned this matter not once or twice. After thinking about it, she felt that it was not appropriate to stay as a guest in the palace for too long, so as not to disturb others, so she said, "Speaking of Rong from the East Palace." My brother is about to get married, and it’s time for Lin Yatou and the others to come back and have fun.” +
Baoyu was overjoyed when he heard that, his eyes were shining brightly, his sister was finally coming back, and he no longer had to read this bullshit book by Lao Shizi.
Beijing Prince's Mansion, Ning'an Hall.

The four concubines of Beijing, Yuan Chun, Ke Qing and Tan Chun were playing dominoes for entertainment. On one side, Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, Xichun and Xiangyun were accompanying them. The spacious hall was filled with the sounds of laughter and laughter. lively.

Just when he was getting interested, Shui Rong walked in. Seeing the scene in front of him, he felt funny in his heart. He knew that Yuanchun and others were not very interested in dominoes, and they only wanted to keep them company. The only one who was most addicted to dominoes was Princess Beijing. When there are a lot of people in the room, people are always asked to play a few games.

That's probably all the hobbies of the back-house ladies are.Seeing Shui Rong's arrival, everyone looked over. Shui Rong nodded and signaled. He immediately walked up to Concubine Beijing and said politely, "My child, please give my regards to your mother."

Although the love between mother and son is deep, the etiquette should still be fulfilled, especially when the house is full of pearls and greenery. After all, all women, no matter how old they are, have more thoughts in their hearts, especially older women. , like a wolf and a tiger, jealous and unable to bear it.

Concubine Beijing looked at the caring young man with a smile on her face and her crystal willow eyes. Yurong said with some satisfaction: "Brother Rong is back."

No matter how many women there are, she is still my mother. How can I not distinguish between priorities? After all, this monkey has a conscience.

Shui Rong nodded gently. He naturally returned home after finishing his work in the Governor's Mansion. He looked at the mountains of copper coins piled on the table and said with a smile, "Mother is very lucky today."

To be precise, it should be that I am lucky every time. As for why, it is a matter of opinion, and there is no need to criticize it.

At this time, Yuan Chun, who was beside him, raised his beautiful jade face and looked at Shui Rong. The corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and he said in a somewhat aggrieved tone: "My mother's card skills are superb, but it's not all luck. Today, I lost again." Quite a few.”

Shui Rong stood next to Concubine Beijing. He lowered his eyes and saw the smile between her eyebrows. He smiled in his heart. In the past, he thought he was the best at pleasing Concubine Beijing. But now, Yuanchun, the daughter-in-law, does not. Yes, they are indeed a husband and wife, and they have a good understanding of each other.

It's just that it's midsummer, and Princess Beijing's clothes are a little cool, and she's no worse than Yuanchun, the daughter-in-law. She looks down at her condescendingly.
With a slight cough, Shui Rong turned his eyes and looked at Yuanchun, and said with a smile: "Yuanchun, this is your fault. As a daughter-in-law, having fun with your mother is also a filial piety. How can you care about yellow and white things? You should be punished."

As soon as these words came out, everyone covered their mouths and snickered. Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, and Xichun looked at the laughing young man with bright eyes. The majestic prince could also put down his body and have fun.

Princess Beijing had a smile on her cheeks, raised her head, and gave the young man a white look with her beautiful eyes, and spat: "You wander around all day long, and I don't see you fulfilling your filial piety. Yuanchun did it for you, but you blame me." Get up, go, go, don't disturb my mood."

When Shui Rong heard this, he was speechless. Why was he wandering out? He was going to the Governor's Mansion to work, and he was not going to "heaven and earth" to eat wine and listen to music. He was really his "mother" who pushed his son so hard!

Ignoring the brocade pier handed over by the maid, Shui Rong put his hands on Princess Beijing's snowy shoulders, leaned his head forward, and a faint scent of roses came to him, and said affectionately: "Mother, why do you speak to "outsiders", my child? He is your son."

Concubine Beijing couldn't help but feel happy at Shui Rong's intimacy. However, a man's warm breath lingered in Qiong's nose, which made her feel strange for a moment, and Fengze's jade face was slightly unnoticeable.

This is his own son.
Pursing her pink lips, Concubine Beijing suppressed the strangeness in her heart and said angrily: "Yuan Chun is your daughter-in-law and the mistress of the palace, how can she be an "outsider"? Thanks to you monkey, you can't say it out loud." Don’t be afraid of chilling people’s hearts.”

Yuan Chunxing looked at Shuirong with full eyes, and her heart was like a mirror. If she were an outsider, how could she receive the rain alone? Now she was just coaxing her mother.

Just looking at her husband talking cute words, Yuanchun couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Her husband really knows how to coax women, and he always does it in the same way, so that the demeanor of those ladies over the years has completely disappeared. They all gave up and let him do whatever he wanted. I don’t know how many boudoir daughters would fall under the power of their husband’s words in the future. (End of chapter)