Red Mansion Beijingwang

"Your Majesty."

Shui Rong was walking on the path paved with bluestones, and a clear and sweet voice came from behind. When he turned around, he saw Sister Feng, who was wearing a peony red dress. The sound lingers in the ears, it is very clear and sweet, and the trembling sound is also very eye-catching.

Sister Feng came very close, her phoenix eyes flashed at the young man, her gorgeous jade face was full of smiles, she lightly opened her red lips and said, "Where are you going, Your Majesty?"

Shui Rong took a look at the beauty in front of him. She was splendid, her bright and open smile was not shy at all, and her every move was full of charm. To put it bluntly, apart from Sister Feng's ruthless character, the beauty in front of her was a stunner.

"I am wandering around, but Sister-in-law Feng wants to see me for something?"

I caught up with her on purpose, not to mention just to say hello. The philistine and shrewd Sister Feng would not be so superficial.

Sister Feng didn't show any embarrassment when her thoughts were revealed. She still had a bright smile on her gorgeous jade face. She looked at Shui Rong with her scorching eyes. Two blazing lights suddenly appeared and she said clearly: "Oh, after all, the prince is the reincarnation of a god. What? I can't hide it from the prince's wise eyes, sister-in-law, I have been seen through by you."

Water soluble: "."

What he said was really spicy in the South, and Shui Xiong didn't know what to say for a moment.

Sister Feng didn't realize he was there and giggled: "Actually, it's nothing. It's just the matter that the prince told my family about the construction of the imperial mausoleum. Why is there no movement now? You must give me an accurate letter." "

The words are crisp and full of vigor.

Shui Rong was quite amused when he heard this, and thought it was something. It turned out that it was for the purpose of making a living by building the imperial mausoleum, which was quite sympathetic to Sister Feng.

With a chuckle, Shui Rong said, "The matter regarding the imperial mausoleum has been settled. I will notify Sister-in-law Feng when everything is ready, so don't worry."

It is correct to decide on the construction of the imperial mausoleum, but there will be no rush to build it. Even after the site is selected, we still need to choose a good and auspicious day to start construction, and we will not be in a hurry for a while.

Besides, he just started this matter, and the rest will be taken care of by the people below. He cannot be a noble prince and have nothing to do with these small things.

Hearing this, Sister Feng's sharp eyes flashed with color. She blinked her eyes, vaguely revealing a hint of playfulness, and said with a sweet smile: "Your Majesty, I am just a womanizer. I have a shallow mouth and a weak foundation. I haven't seen it yet." I have some small thoughts in my mind about what kind of world I live in, and I want to talk to the prince, if I say something wrong, you can't argue with my ignorance."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and looked at Sister Feng with a somewhat strange look. After all, she was a married woman, so she was pretending to be young, but she didn't have a certain charm.

However, Sister Feng first demeaned herself and lowered her posture to prevent him from worrying too much. Obviously, this "saying" was very particular.

Even so, Shui Rong didn't care. As he said, she was just a woman, so what could she do? So she said in a clear voice: "Sister-in-law Feng has always been cheerful, but now she is coy. If you have anything to say, just say it." No, I won’t argue with you.”

When did the fierce Sister Feng become coy and put on such a delicate and pretentious posture? Without this flavor, she would not be Sister Feng.

Hearing this, Sister Feng's eyes flashed with an imperceptible shrewdness, and Lang Lang said: "Since Your Majesty called me sister-in-law, I just asked the elder. The matter of building the imperial mausoleum is still handled by my own family." It's more convenient. My family is busy with matters in Liaodong and has no time to spare, so I thought of asking my brother to help."

"Your brother?"

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly. Is Sister Feng's brother the one he thinks of?

Sister Feng didn't object when she saw Shui Rong, the smile on her jade cheeks became even brighter, and she said quickly and wittyly: "Yes, it's my brother Wang Ren. He is a smart man, and he is very good at doing things. It just so happens that he has no one at the moment." It’s a serious job, so I thought I’d let him try it, but my family has to be more cautious.”

Shui Rong sneered when he heard this. It was just as he thought, that brother was Sister Feng's brother Wang Ren.

In the original work, Sister Feng regarded Wang Ren as a relative. However, when the Jia family was in decline, Wang Ren sold his niece Qiao Sister to the land of Fireworks and Willow Alley. This shows that this is a treacherous brother who loves money and forgets his flesh and blood.

After groaning, Shui Rong said in a calm tone: "Sister-in-law Feng, you can discuss this matter with Brother Lian."

Who is this Wang Ren? He is not his brother. He is a member of his family and relatives. It doesn’t matter what he does. If Jia Lian is willing, let him discuss it with other families. He is too lazy to care about these things. .

When Sister Feng heard this, her gorgeous jade face was slightly startled, and she obviously understood that Shui Rong's words meant a polite refusal.

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng put on a flattering face. There was a hint of embarrassment and grievance in her voice as she said, "My lord, to be honest with you, the government is having a hard time with the money now. I have to pay for it every month." Expenditures are like running water. The matter of this imperial mausoleum is not something that can be done in a day or two. It is too slow to get back the money. Once it is spent, it cannot be turned around. There is no explanation from the top to the bottom. If there is no one I can trust to take care of it, I will not worry about it. , you, just think of it as doing my sister-in-law a favor, and my sister-in-law will not forget your kindness in the future."

Shui Rong looked at the flattering Sister Feng and felt speechless. What does it mean to be managed by a trustworthy person? How could Wang Ren, with his despicable character, be a trustworthy person?

And don't think that Shui Rong doesn't understand that Sister Feng wants to avoid Duke Rongguo's mansion, make a living by herself, and let the money fall into her own pocket.

It's just that there is no money in hand, and it's hard for a clever woman to make a meal without rice. Let Wang Ren take care of it. I'm afraid it's just for the purpose of making money privately, and it's really a good calculation.

After pondering, Shui Rong said calmly: "Sister-in-law Feng, it's just a business. If the family in the house is in trouble, just don't participate in the shares. It's not a big deal. If you want to find a job for your brother, let Brother Lian discuss it with them." yes."

Sister Feng wants to make a living by herself but doesn't want to pay attention to it. Anyway, she just wants to sell her favor to Jia Lian, the future prince. Once the favor is done, he doesn't care about the rest, leaving you and your wife alone.

After that, Shui Rong walked away. If Sister Feng wanted to take care of her brothers, she should discuss it with her husband. He was not Sister Feng's husband.

Sister Feng's expression changed slightly. She originally thought that the prince would not care about this matter due to his temperament, but she never expected that the prince would ignore it, which was somewhat beyond her expectation.

To be honest, this is the method she came up with after thinking about it for a long time. She can get the maximum benefit from the construction of the imperial mausoleum. If Jia Lian goes to talk about it, the other companies will definitely not show mercy, but if the prince speaks, who will not? Give me some kindness and things will fall into place.

At present, Shui Rong ignores her, which makes Sister Feng embarrassed, but if she keeps pestering her, she will be disliked.

When Shui Rong left, Sister Feng snorted coldly, with a hint of complaint on her beautiful jade face, and said angrily: "Hey, it's just a matter of raising your hand, and it's too stingy for a man."

Ping'er, who was wearing a blue dress, cursed in her heart when she heard this. It's true that the prince is a man, but he is not his grandma's man. He was originally promoting his second master, but now he is complaining.

Pursing her pink lips, Ping'er came closer and said softly: "Grandma, why don't we discuss it with the second master."

Ping'er, as Sister Feng's confidant, knew about the matter of the imperial mausoleum. She was a maid who was soft-spoken and could not comment too much. Now that the prince has rejected the matter, he had no choice but to discuss it with the second master Lian. I repair and repair the relationship between husband and wife.

Hearing this, Sister Feng's face was full of evil spirits, and she sneered: "Since the last time you had trouble with me, that bastard has never cared about anyone. He wants me to stay down and be a kid. It's impossible. If he doesn't want to, then don't." Once it’s over, at most it’ll break up and everyone will be clean.”

Mentioning Jia Lian, Sister Feng felt a surge of anger in her heart, and she felt a little aggrieved. She didn't know what kind of illness Jia Lian had, and he didn't want to see her all day long. He took the initiative to look for her again and again, without any emotion at all. Here, she discussed with him the business of the imperial mausoleum in a good voice, but Jia Lian made a mistake again. Instead of taking care of the business of the imperial mausoleum, she devoted herself to the unattractive business in Liaodong. If Jia Lian knew better, she could come here. Just to please Shui Rong and get this anger for nothing?

Hearing this, Ping'er was noncommittal, why should he stay down and be a child? Every time she went to look for the second master, grandma would have a cold face, didn't she just want the second master to stay down and be a child?

Looking at the cold-faced Sister Feng, Ping'er's eyebrows became more worried. The couple was drifting apart, and once they broke up, it would always be his grandma who would suffer.

On the other side, Shui Rong was walking along the eaves of the corridor when he suddenly saw a graceful figure, it was his sweetheart cousin Zhen Hua.

Zhen Hua was wearing a green brocade leather jacket, the color was very bright, her skin was as radiant as snow, and her eyebrows were picturesque. Under the reflection of her face, the brilliant brocade became colorless.

I saw Zhen Hua approaching with brisk lotus steps, her eyebrows were delighted, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, and she called sweetly: "Cousin."

The sound is as beautiful as spring water, as sweet as soaked in honey, so sweet.

Shui Rong looked at the sweet beauty in front of him and couldn't help but smile knowingly. In the past, the beauty had eyes full of admiration, so Shui Rong found an excuse to go out, with only Xiao Fuzi by his side, just to "encounter" his cousin.

Looking at it now, his cousin really lived up to his thoughts and was very smart. This should be a tacit understanding, or a love affair with a concubine, an adulterer, bah, the wording is inappropriate.

Smiling, Shui Rong took the initiative to invite: "Hua'er, let's go for a walk together."

When Zhen Hua heard the words, a slight blush appeared on her white face, and she lowered her head and said softly, "Hmm", with a hint of shyness and fluttering in her heart.

It turned out that she was here to have a private meeting with her cousin. How could she not cherish it? She was coy about missing this moment and didn't know how long she would have to wait.

Shui Rong didn't say much, and led Zhen Hua along the eaves of the corridor. He found an empty room nearby, told Xiao Fuzi to look at it, and then walked in holding the beauty's bare hand.

Xiao Fuzi watched this scene quietly, her heart was in turmoil. The nephew and wife of Prince Yong's Mansion admired his master, and now the nephew and wife also admired his master. It was really that his master was too charming.

At this moment, Xiao Fuzi was not only not panicked, but he was even more excited. He knew all these secrets. As expected, he was the person his master trusted the most. He must help his master keep it safe and not allow anyone to disturb his master's interest. As soon as she entered the vacant room, the beauty couldn't hold back her graceful body. She threw her graceful body into the boy's arms, and wrapped her bare hands around Shuirong's neck. The refreshing sweet voice reached her ears. Wu Nong whispered: "Cousin, the painting I miss you."

Since the last time I was infatuated, I haven't seen my cousin for a while. I was really thinking about it, and I was thinking about it. If I hadn't been worried about "outsiders", I would have thrown myself into my cousin's arms when I was in the palace.

Right now, Qiong's nose was filled with this intoxicating youthful breath, and she felt peaceful in her heart, unable to bear to leave.

Seeing her sweet cousin's infatuated look, Shui Rong felt soft in her heart. Her brows and eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness. She reached out and stroked the beauty's head, and whispered to comfort her, "My cousin misses you too."

When she was in the palace earlier, Zhen Hua didn't hide her affection for him at all, and it was even more so now. She was just a clinging and annoying little goblin.

If we really want to compare it carefully, among the many beauties, Zhen Hua's affection may not be the deepest, but she must be the hottest. Hot people want to go shirtless.

Hearing the words, Zhen Hua felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. She raised her snowy face and looked at the young man. Her tender and bright eyes flashed, and there was a trace of crying in her voice. She choked and said: "Express." Brother didn’t coax me?”

Shui Rong smiled and said nothing, showing his attitude with actions. He came forward and tapped the beauty's lips. She felt soft and sweet, and said warmly: "How can my cousin coax you?"

How could Shui Rong not think about my delicate and soft cousin?

Zhen Hua's pale cheeks turned bright red, her bright eyes were watery, and her heart felt even sweeter. Sure enough, her cousin felt sorry for her, but it wasn't just wishful thinking on her part. How could she not be happy when her hot emotions were responded to.

Thinking of this, Zhen Hua raised his head, put his hands around the young man's neck, and took the initiative to come closer.

The fragrant fragrance of the beauty lingered in Shuirong's nose. He stretched out his hand to press the beauty's head and responded enthusiastically, ingesting the sweet mountain spring wantonly.

After a while, Zhen Hua's cheeks were as red as blood, her brows were flowing with beauty, she was panting slightly, she raised her head, attached it to the young man's earlobe, and whispered softly: "Cousin, love me."

The young man's throbbing made people's delicate bodies soften, and the straight lines gradually moved closer together.

Water soluble: "."

The passionate cousin has the aura of a deep boudoir and a resentful wife. The so-called lonely deep boudoir is really a bit overwhelming.

Shui Rong led the beauty to sit down on the brocade pier beside her. He unbuttoned the beauty's clothes with dexterous hands like a butterfly, only to see a piece of snow-white, which made her index finger move. She came forward and was immersed in the fragrance of milk.

After a brief taste, Shui Rong hesitated and said with concern: "Hua'er, is Jia Zhen still bullying you?"

He remembered that there was a guy in Duke Ningguo's mansion who was crawling with ashes. Now that his cousin was his, he didn't want anyone to bully her.

Hearing this, Zhen Hua opened her beautiful eyes slightly, pursed her pink lips, her clear eyes filled with fluorescence, and whispered: "Cousin, although my father-in-law did not bully me, but I see him The look in his eyes is not straight, it’s scary to look at, cousin, Hua’er is so scared.”

Jia Zhen has become more honest since she was warned last time. Even if her eyes are wrong, it is just a cry of incompetence and worth nothing. Zhen Hua has never taken it to heart.

It's just that as a sweet cousin, acting coquettishly and cutely is a compulsory course, so Zhen Hua naturally has to express his "grievances".

Regarding Zhen Hua's soft and greasy voice, Shui Rong didn't think it was artificial at all. Talking about tea was like drinking from a sweet spring. His cousin was just too gentle, just like the second sister welcoming the spring, and was poked by a needle. This cousin can cry out in pain, but there is still a difference.

His eyes fell on the beauty's red jade cheeks, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the beauty's pink cheeks. Shui Rong said in a gentle tone: "Hua'er, you don't need to pay attention to that old picker Jia Zhen. Sooner or later, my cousin will make him feel better."

Although Shui Rong wanted to seduce Jia Zhen, he was a dignified hereditary third-grade majestic general. Even if Shui Rong was a county king, it would be difficult to tempt him. Moreover, he was related to him, so he couldn't be in a hurry.

If you want to move, you have to beat him to death with a stick, otherwise you will easily fall into it.

Hearing this, Zhen Hua felt moved in her heart, nodded her head, looked at Shui Rong with deep affection in her bright willow eyes, and said softly: "With what my cousin said, Hua'er is not afraid of anything."

At this moment, Zhen Hua also felt a sense of pride deep in her heart. Her cousin could deal with Jia Zhen, who was related by marriage, for her, which showed that in his heart, her status was higher than Yuanchun.

The daughter's family is very competitive, especially for Yuan Chun. Zhen Hua wants to overpower her at every turn in order to repay the hatred of her husband and vent her bad temper.

As for the fact that it was Shui Rong who refused her to be the Princess of Beijing in the first place, Zhen Hua ignored it when the young boy was shining brightly.

Her cousin Qi Feng Jiyue, how could she bear to blame him.

Shui Rong didn't know that Zhen Hua was still thinking about competing with Yuan Chun at this moment. He turned his eyes slightly, wandering his fingertips on the beauty of the mountains, and continued to ask: "Hua'er, how is Jia Rong doing now."

Jia Rong is Zhen Hua's nominal husband, which makes Shui Rong ask more questions.

When Zhen Hua heard the words, her heart moved slightly. She looked at the young man quietly with her bright eyes. Seeing that his face was expressionless, her heart softened slightly. She was afraid that the young man would have a grudge against her because of Jia Rong's identity as her husband. This was better than beating and scolding her. It’s also uncomfortable.

Zhen Hua pursed her pink lips and said with a serious face: "Cousin, Jia Rong only spends his days looking for flowers and asking for help. I have ignored him. No one can touch the paintings except my cousin."

A cowardly thing is still worthy of touching her. I think it's beautiful, so just let him go.

Upon hearing Zhen Hua's almost confession, Shui Rong's pity became even greater, and his love for the beauty became even more passionate.

Zhen Hua raised her head and put her bare hands on the boy's shoulders to facilitate the boy's childish greed. After a while, Zhen Hua's eyes flashed, her teeth bit her pink lips, and she whispered: "Cousin , Hua'er is very boring staying in the Duke's Mansion, can you let Hua'er have a child?"

Giving birth to a child for her cousin was the perfect thing, and she was one step ahead of Yuan Chun and became pregnant with her cousin's eldest son, surpassing Yuan Chun.

Not only that, giving birth to the eldest son can better tie up the cousin.

On the first occasion earlier, Zhen Hua was looking forward to it with all his heart. He thought that his cousin wouldn't mind if he used the excuse of being careless.

It's just that the abacus was working, but there was no movement in her belly, which disappointed her for a long time. Now she had to seize the opportunity, and this matter must be approved by her cousin. If this made her cousin feel grudge, it would be a loss. I'm so angry that I won't even have a chance to cry when the time comes.

Shui Rong was startled when he heard this, asking Zhen Hua to give birth to a child was a bit difficult to talk about. After all, Jia Rong had never touched Zhen Hua. If she had a child, it would be obvious that Jia Rong's head would be stained with an inexplicable color.

Zhen Hua noticed something strange about Shui Rong, looked at the young man with beautiful eyes, and hurriedly explained: "Cousin, Hua'er has children just to be a companion. If cousin doesn't agree, then Hua'er will not have children, as long as Cousin has a painting in his heart, and the painting is enough."

After saying that, Zhen Hua leaned against the young man's chest and breathed like a cat begging for favor.

Shui Xiu suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and after careful consideration, he was not in a position to go to Ningguo Duke's mansion more often, so Zhen Hua was probably lonely. It was so hot right now, I guess there was a reason for this.

It was reasonable for Zhen Hua to make this request at this moment. With a child by his side, he would not be left without a solution.

After a pause, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and pinched the beauty's chin and lifted it up. Their eyes met with a twinkling in their eyes, and he said softly: "You can have a baby if you want. It won't be a problem. I will take care of it from Jia Rong's side."

In the original work, Jia Rong can tolerate the relationship between Jia Zhen and Ke Qing, and his mind is unparalleled. With his reputation as the Prince of Beijing County, Jia Rong will not mind if he comes.

Anyway, the matter has come to this, and I would rather make Jia Rong feel uncomfortable than treat his good cousin with all his heart and eyes. Let everything go as it happens. Anyway, the child belongs to Ning Guogong's house, so it won't hinder anything.

Zhen Hua's expression lit up when she heard this, and she felt unspeakable joy in her heart. Sure enough, her cousin was the best to her. As for Jia Rong, well, there's no need for her cousin to take action. Just take care of that useless trash. He is not simple yet.

But Zhen Hua wouldn't say it out loud. She was a soft and soft girl, not a ruthless person.

Shui Rong didn't say much when he saw this, and piled up the skirts around the beauty's waist. The sunlight filtered in through the window, and the green grass was filled with crystals, shining with extravagant light.

My thoughts surged, I really missed him.

With a grunt, Zhen Hua couldn't help but hug Shui Lu's bare hands a little tighter, as if he were taking a boat trip on the lake, with the boat floating gently. There was a bit of joy in his voice, and he said with satisfaction: "Cousin, Hua'er feels like So happy."

For Zhen Hua, the greatest happiness is nothing more than receiving Shuirou's love. Now that he has received it, he feels that his heart is full and filled with a sense of happiness. (End of chapter)