Red Mansion Beijingwang

The sky is clear and the white clouds are floating in the blue sky. It is a good day for traveling. We were invited by the Prince's Palace in Beijing to go to Qingxu Temple to perform rituals. The Jia family went to the Prince's Palace first to gather.

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Ning'an Hall.

In the hall, Concubine Beijing sat high on the couch, and on a row of huanghuali wood chairs under her, Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Aunt Xue, Sister Feng, Youshi and Zhen Hua were all present.

Mother Jia greeted her kindly and kindly, "I didn't like to move when I was in the palace. This time I went to Qingxu Temple to pray for blessings and to stretch my old bones. I just hope not to cause any trouble to the concubine."

When Princess Beijing heard this, her clear and bright eyes looked at Jia Mu, who had white hair at the temples. Although she had a high status in the palace, she was still an old lady in the Duke's palace. In her heyday, her short-lived husband was also the same. She wanted to show her respect, so she didn't know how to do it, so she said warmly: "Old lady, please don't be polite. We are in-laws in our two houses and we should move around more."

After saying that, Concubine Beijing looked at Yuan Chun on one side and said softly: "Yuan Chun, the arrangements have been made at Qingxu Temple."

For a trip, and not just for the people of the same palace, everything must be planned in advance. If it is a spur-of-the-moment, hasty and neglectful person, it will lose the etiquette of the palace and make people gossip in vain.

Apart from anything else, even when traveling alone, it’s best to have a strategy in place first.

Yuanchun had a head of green silk with pearls and jade hairpins on her temples. She wore a floral blouse and a pleated skirt. Her dignified appearance exuded a luxurious temperament. After hearing the words of Princess Beijing, she said gracefully: "Mother, My daughter-in-law has sent someone to take care of things at Qingxu Temple early. We need to stay in the temple for three days during this trip. Please pray for blessings every day and seek blessings for the house and prevent disasters."

After hearing this, Princess Beijing nodded with satisfaction, smiled and said to Jia Mu: "Yuan Chun has always acted thoughtfully, and everyone in the house appreciates it. I have been enjoying a happy life, thanks to the good upbringing of the old lady." .”

In front of Yuanchun's mother-in-law's family, Princess Beijing naturally wanted to treat Yuanchun with dignity. Moreover, she was right. Yuanchun was indeed a stable head of the family. While being filial to her, she also took good care of the monkey, which is quite impressive. for satisfaction.

However, the fact that Yuanchun is older than Shuirou is a thorn in the heart of Princess Beijing, which seems to be a fly in the ointment. Moreover, her sweet son loves Yuanchun very much, which makes Princess Beijing feel disgusted and can't get close to her. stand up.

When Mother Jia and others saw Princess Beijing praising Yuanchun, they felt happy, especially Mrs. Wang. From Princess Beijing's words, they could understand that their daughter, Princess Beijing, had a secure position in the palace. It is an honor to have your own daughter make the decision on everything big or small.

Aunt Xue's eyes flashed with a hint of envy. If her good girl was in charge, she would be no worse than Yuan Chun, but her own good girl didn't have such luck.

Of course, there was naturally someone he disliked among them, and that was his sweetheart cousin Zhen Hua. Looking at the dignified and luxurious Yuanchun, he felt quite disgusted: "What's the big deal? She would have done even better."

Mother Jia looked at Concubine Beijing in the hall. Her apricot eyes were shining and her water color was gleaming. She was not like mother-in-law and daughter-in-law with Yuan Chun, but more like sisters. She couldn't help feeling strange in her heart, but she suppressed it and said with a smile: "Yuan Chun." It’s still superficial, but I still need the concubine to take more care of me to avoid being careless.”

After the greetings, Concubine Beijing saw Zhen Hua, smiled and called him in front of her, looked at him with her beautiful eyes, and saw that she was wearing a rose-purple immortal skirt, with a hollow gold hairpin inserted diagonally on her head. The hairpin is dotted with purple jade, and her red lips and white teeth make her look like a fairy concubine.

"The painting has been gone for a while, and it really looks even more beautiful."

Concubine Beijing held Zhen Hua's hand with a smile on her face, her charming face was filled with joy, and there was a hint of regret in her charming voice.

Such a lovely daughter-in-law originally belonged to her family. It was all because of the monkey's willfulness that he took advantage of Duke Ningguo's palace. It's not that Yuanchun was a bad daughter-in-law, it just meant that she was looking forward to Shu, and she was just feeling emotional.

After all, this daughter-in-law is the one she likes, and the one she can't get is the best, regardless of gender.

After the words fell, Yuan Chunxing's eyebrows in the hall twitched slightly, and a trace of bitterness surged in her heart. She knew about the affairs of the Zhen family and the Prince of Beijing, so she understood the regret in Princess Beijing's words.

Speaking of this matter, Yuan Chun was helpless. From the first day she entered the house, she knew that Princess Beijing didn't like her. No matter how good she was, she was still separated by one layer. Thinking about it, this is the natural relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. of opposition.

Fortunately, her husband is facing her. If not, I am afraid that she would have been punished by her "mother-in-law".

Of course, Yuanchun just made a few slanderous remarks. She knew in her heart that Concubine Beijing's dissatisfaction with her was probably because she was older and did not match her feelings. Although she had some complaints, she still deserved the dignity she deserved. Mother-in-law and daughter-in-law They were quite harmonious, many times better than the daughters-in-law she knew who had been thoroughly polished by their mothers-in-law.

When Zhen Hua heard Princess Beijing's compliments, she felt as if she had eaten honey. She was really well dressed up today. She didn't care about anyone else, but she couldn't be worse than Yuan Chun.

His eyes caught a glimpse of Yuan Chun, who had his eyes lowered on one side, and he felt even more proud: "So what if I take up Princess Beijing's name? It's her that Princess Beijing likes, and it's her that my cousin loves. Humph, you are the one Just good luck.”

After a few words of slander, Zhen Hua lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, like a shy daughter, and said sweetly: "My aunt praised me."

Concubine Beijing felt even more happy when she saw Zhen Hua's well-behaved look. She couldn't let go of Zhen Hua, and she felt even more regretful in her heart.

On one side, Mrs. Jia, Mrs. Wang and others knew that the Zhen family was related to the Prince of Beijing, so it was not inappropriate for Zhen Hua to call her "aunt". They even felt that this was a sign of closeness, and they were happy to meet each other.

Moreover, Princess Beijing has the highest status, even inferior to Jia Mu. Seeing that Princess Beijing is happy, who would bother with this.

Behind the screen, Yingchun, Tanchun, Daiyu, Baochai, Xichun, Jialan, Jiahuan and Baoyu gathered together and talked quietly.

How could Baoyu not come to such a lively event like a ritual ceremony at Qingxu Temple, and also come to play with the sisters? He couldn't wait and begged Jia Mu to go with him, and Jia Mu had always doted on Baoyu, so she couldn't help but dote on him. There was no answer, so I came here. I should just rest for two days.

At this moment, Baoyu wore a purple gold crown with a hairpin on her head, a red hairband on her forehead, holding a silver-moon face, looking at the petite and exquisite figure with heart and eyes, and said with a smile: "Looking at my sister, her complexion is getting better and better. "

I haven’t seen my sister for a long time, but she is still so beautiful. When I return home, I want to be with my sister every day.

Daiyu was wearing a pink and blue printed lapel blouse and a horse-faced skirt embroidered with plum blossoms on a moonlit night. She was peeling tangerines with her green onion fingers. When she heard these words, she looked at Baoyu with eyes that seemed to be happy but not happy, and her willow eyebrows were like smoke. He couldn't help but wrinkled, nodded lightly and said, "Everything is fine."

Daiyu was naturally happy about Baoyu's arrival. She had greeted her warmly before, but when they sat down to chat, Baoyu always looked at her with strange eyes, as if you were taking a leisurely walk but someone with evil intentions was staring at you behind you. He felt so uncomfortable that it made people shudder.

Baoyu's face turned pale, and he looked at Daiyu with a slightly aggrieved look. Why was Sister Lin so perfunctory? Could it be that after not seeing each other for a while, the relationship had weakened?

Tanchun saw something was wrong with Baoyu. According to his past temperament, he would most likely lose his temper. His bright eyes turned slightly, and he changed the subject with a smile: "I heard that my second brother has been studying poetry and books hard recently, and he has made some progress." .”

Even if Tanchun was not here, he would probably have heard a word or two about the affairs of Jia's Mansion. When the sisters came to the Prince's Mansion to have fun, Baoyu was studying hard.

Hearing this, Xiang Yun said with a smile: "Yes, I've heard it too. If I love my brother more carefully, I'll be on the gold medal list in a few years."

After everyone heard this, they couldn't help being shocked. Although they knew that Xiangyun had good intentions, Baoyu couldn't listen to his words of encouragement to study. Tanchun only talked about going to school, but Xiangyun even said the words to be named on the gold list. Mouth, I'm afraid Baoyu is going to show off his face.

As expected, Baoyu's complexion suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and in a moment, he smiled bitterly and said, "I'm just going to do my homework with you, so that I can feel at ease."

If he reads books, he will fall into the trap sooner or later and become a commoner. If his master hadn't forced him to do so, he wouldn't have read.

Daiyu pinched the orange petal and put it into her lips. She rolled her eyes at Baoyu with a pair of autumn eyes, and said softly: "I'm making fun of you again, but my uncle can't hear me. Others hear me, and they treat it as a strange thing to say something new to please me." Son, if you blow it into uncle’s ears, it’s our fault for being unclean and making you angry.”

Although I feel a little uncomfortable with the look in Baoyu's eyes, after all, they are cousins ​​who have grown up together and are childhood sweethearts. They should pay attention to them. If trouble comes from the mouth, they may get slapped again.

Baoyu's eyes lit up when he heard this, this is what she smells like, this is his sister Lin.

Smiling, Baoyu changed the subject and said: "Let's not talk about this anymore. We are not going to Qingxu Temple. We are going to have fun then. I don't know when we will leave. How about I go and urge my grandmother."

The wedding ceremony is a matter of concern to the elders, and they, the "children" who have not grown up, just go out to play.

Baochai held an embroidered handkerchief in her hand, her almond-shaped eyes flashed, and she said softly: "At least we have to wait until brother-in-law comes back before we set off."

Their brother-in-law wanted to accompany them on an outing. Without him, how could they set off? Besides, what was the use of Baoyu urging Jia Mu? He thought this was the Duke's Mansion. Without Concubine Beijing's nod, who would dare to touch this brow? .

This Second Master Bao is really just a child who won’t grow up.

Baoyu turned to look at Baochai and saw that she was wearing a light blue dress with red plum blossoms embroidered on the skirt. Her face was like a peach and plum, her willow eyebrows were curved, her almond-shaped eyes were full of spring, and her crystal earlobes hung with a pair of pearl earrings. , I don’t feel luxurious when I look at it, but I feel elegant.

Oops, Sister Bao also looks great when dressed up.

Although his eyes were brightened, Baoyu only thought it looked good. The most important thing at the moment was Qingxu Guan and his party. He seemed a little impatient at this time and immediately asked, "When will the brother-in-law come back? Don't wait until it gets late. It’s the delay.”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, knowing that Baoyu had a childish temperament, so they didn't pay much attention to it. Daiyu took the teacup handed over by Zijuan and took a sip. Her eyes, which were like drizzle on the spring mountain, glanced at Baoyu. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, but she didn't say anything.

Her brother knew it well, and since he agreed, he would never coax her. The reason why he went back to Qingxuguan was because he agreed to go on an outing with her, so how could he be delayed.

Even if it was delayed, something had happened. She was not an unreasonable sister, so how could she blame him.

At most, it’s just a couple of complaints.

At this time, Yingluo walked in and said: "Toffee, Your Majesty is currently entertaining His Highness Prince Yong and Princess Yong in the flower hall. I am afraid it will be delayed for a while. Please ask the slave to please take a rest for a while and start again later. "

Baoyu looked a little gloomy when he heard this. He thought that his brother-in-law was about to leave when he came back, but he didn't expect that he would be delayed for a while, but it was better not to delay for a long time.

The corners of Daiyu's lips were slightly raised, and her brows were slightly furrowed. She looked a little happy, so she said that her brother would not coax her, and she would be back soon.

In the main hall, the concubine and others also knew that Princess Yong would also go together, so they were not surprised. After a deep groan, they said softly: "Well, let Brother Rong entertain Prince Yong well."

It is etiquette to entertain guests, so naturally everyone will not care and just chat for a while.

In the flower hall,

King Yong sat on a yellow flower wood chair, holding a cup of fragrant tea in his hand and took a sip. He turned to look at Shui Rong and said with a smile: "Pan'er will have to trouble Uncle Sixteen to take care of him in the past few days."

I hope to take good care of you and strive to be on the list as soon as possible.

Shui Rong smiled and said nothing when he heard the words. This was what the husband did. He rushed to see his daughter-in-law at home. He was really a "filial" nephew.

His eyes fell on the downcast beauty, and he saw that she was wearing a long white dress with a low bust, a white silk gauze covering, a white belt around her waist, and her black hair was tied up in a flowing bun. There are a few pearl flowers interspersed, and a white pearl hangs in front of the forehead. The jade-like skin is crimson. It can be said that it is a national beauty and heavenly fragrance.

After a pause, Shui Rong said: "Since I am an uncle, I have to take care of my nephew and my wife. King Yong just relax."

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er looked up at the young man with a pair of clear, bright eyes. Seeing the smile on his face, his face heated up slightly, and then he lowered his eyes again.

What this uncle takes care of will eventually end up taking care of him on the couch.

King Yong frowned when he heard this, feeling unhappy. To him, he was King Yong, and to Zhang Pan'er, she was his nephew's wife. The double standard was too serious, and he was still there and sizing up his wife in front of him. It was really

But then I thought about it, I had been counting on Zhang Pan'er to win over the Prince of Beijing. Seeing that Shui Rong's love for Zhang Pan'er matched his feelings, he simply pretended not to notice.

Hey, when I was a child, I felt that Uncle Sixteen was quite different from his mother-in-law. Now it seems that there is really something fishy. Otherwise, how could Uncle Sixteen, who has always been so glamorous, be greedy for beauty? Most likely, it is because of longing for beauty. The son is 60-70% similar to his mother and concubine.

I was unhappy at first, but now I feel happy, otherwise I still wouldn't be able to tie down Uncle Sixteen.

After a deep groan, King Yong said politely: "Then thank you Uncle Sixteen. It's getting late, and my nephew has to go to work."

He originally sent Zhang Pan'er to the palace to show his closeness to the palace of Beijing. Since the purpose had been achieved, there was no need to stay any longer.

After saying that, King Yong glanced at Zhang Pan'er, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be pointing out something: "Pan'er, Uncle Sixteen is the elder. As a junior, you should be more filial to your uncle."

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She understood what King Yong meant by filial piety. In the past, she would have rejected it, but now, she was eager to be filial.

The original friendship had long since been exhausted by his coldness.

With a gentle sound, Zhang Pan'er raised her bright eyes, which were like a pool of clear water, to look at King Yong. There was a slight mist in her eyes. She bit her pink lips lightly with her teeth, and said with a hint of sobs in her voice, "Your Majesty. I have always taken care of my daily life, but I am afraid that the prince is not used to it these days, so I might as well return to the palace to serve you."

Shui Rong looked at Zhang Pan'er's aggrieved and unwilling look and couldn't help but feel amused. He understood what Zhang Pan'er meant. Even if King Yong did it on purpose, his purpose was to win over the Prince of Beijing. If he saw that Zhang Pan'er If Pan'er doesn't object to this matter, he will definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart.

It seems that Yongwang, a man who devotes himself wholeheartedly to power, hates betrayal the most.

As expected, King Yong saw the reluctance on Zhang Pan'er's beautiful face and felt happy in his heart. However, there was an indifferent look on his face and he frowned and said: "I'm just going for two or three days. It doesn't matter. I just want to pray for the palace." event."

He knows that he has suffered a lot from his wife, but for the sake of his great plan, he must not be soft-hearted. When he achieves great things, he will just make more compensation.

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er lowered her head slightly and twisted the embroidered handkerchief in her white hands. She remained silent and the contempt in her heart became even worse. Even though she was high-sounding, she still couldn't hide his coldness.

King Yong didn't say much when he saw this. He bowed to Shui Rong and left.

Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the departing figure of King Yong. Just as he disappeared, he suddenly shouted commandingly: "Pan'er, come here."

Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled when she heard this. She raised her eyes to look at the young man and saw a smile on his lips. His jade cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly, and his beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare.

The young man did not lower his voice. King Yong must have heard that Pan'er sound. Needless to think, it was definitely the young man who did it on purpose.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er saw that King Yong had already left. She twisted Yangliu's waist and came closer with graceful steps. She sat elegantly in the young man's arms, her eyes moved, and she wrapped her bare hands around the young man's arms. On my neck, the fragrance of orchid comes to my nostrils.

It turned out that King Yong did it deliberately. He would pretend not to hear when he heard it, and even act out of convenience and leave in a hurry. Thinking of this, an indescribable strangeness welled up in the beauty's heart.

Sooner or later, one day, in front of him, let him taste the humiliation.

Shui Rong looked at the beauty's glittering peach petals, moved up to touch it, and felt the soft fragrance assail his nostrils. He smiled and said, "Pan'er, my nephew wants you to be filial and filial to your uncle. You understand."

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, two blushes appeared on her snowy cheeks, and her eyes moved with a hint of charm, and she said softly: "Uncle, this is in the flower hall, let people... um..."

Shui Rong held the beauty and drank the sweet spring vigorously. After a while, he whispered between the beauty's earlobes: "It doesn't matter, there are people guarding outside, and no one will break in."

He really thought that the water would make him dizzy because of his lust, so when he entertained King Yong earlier, he ordered Xiao Fuzi to guard the outside so that no one would come in by mistake.

Zhang Pan'er immediately understood after hearing this. Since her uncle had made the arrangements, she didn't have to worry. She put her arms around the young man's neck, put her lips together on her own initiative, and responded fiercely.

Although she hadn't seen him for a few days, she was still thinking about her uncle. Only with her uncle could she feel the warmth.

After lingering for a while longer, Shuiluo's eyes slightly lowered, looking at the beauty's jade cheeks as red as smoke, the twinkling almond eyes gradually becoming as charming as silk, and the pink lips shining brightly under the sunlight, she couldn't help but feel Shui Rong's heart moved and he whispered a few words softly.

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er looked at the young man with wide almond-shaped eyes, her brows filled with disbelief, which made her unable to swallow it.

Unexpectedly, the uncle, who was in a humble situation, started to abuse others, which was frightening.

Seeing Zhang Pan'er's hesitant look, Shui Rong knew that everything would be difficult at the beginning, so he gently pinched the beauty's pink face and said softly: "Don't worry about me joking with you."

Zhang Paner: "."

To be joking like this is to say what is in your heart and not force yourself when you see that you don't want to.

Just seeing the young man not forcing himself on her, and arguing with that person, the beauty could not help but be shaken. Her eyes turned slightly, and she looked at the young man with a charming face, her eyes were erratic, and she hesitated. : "Uncle wants Pan'er to serve you?"

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. When he saw the beauty taking the initiative to ask, he thought that his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but make Shui Rong throb. He groaned and said softly: "It's okay, it's not in the way."

That's all, don't rush it for a while, it's better to keep it flowing slowly.

Zhang Pan'er noticed the throbbing, her jade cheeks were as red as blood, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at the young man. Such a look was not in the way.

Biting her pink lips lightly, Zhang Pan'er softened her heart. She stood up from the young man's arms and moved forward with her trembling hands. She gently untied the young man's belt with her trembling bare hands. Suddenly, there was a flash of cold light and a "snap" sound was heard. Suddenly I felt a burning pain on my face, and my face turned bright red. (End of chapter)