Red Mansion Beijingwang

Duke Ning's Mansion.

On the carriage with hairpins and treasures, Zhen Hua helped You get out of the carriage. Under the setting sun, her face was as crystal clear as jade, like a crescent moon, and her surroundings were gorgeous.

Next to it, Youshi's gorgeous face is bright and moving, tender and charming, charming in words, and extremely beautiful.

A pair of mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were walking along the eaves of the corridor, laughing and smiling. They were equally gorgeous and looked more like sisters than mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Suddenly, Lai Er, the housekeeper of Duke Ningguo's mansion, came over and saluted respectfully: "Madam, greetings, Grandma Rong."

"Grandma Rong", a good name.

Zhen Hua's heart was filled with excitement. She looked at the butler of Duke Ning's mansion with lowered eyebrows and lowered her head. Her thoughts turned slightly, fearing that the person who came was not good.

Seeing Lai Er's flattering expression, You felt a little strange in her heart.

This Lai Er was admitted to the Ning Guogong Palace based on his seniority. A group of juniors respectfully called him "Grandpa Lai". Except for the master, no one in the palace looked down upon him. The same was true for her, a wife with no background, but now she With a respectful attitude, it was like a dream.

Having said that, Youshi also understood that the reason why Lai Er was respectful was simply because she, the daughter-in-law of the Zhen family, supported her. If she were alone...

As expected, Zhen Hua upheld the attitude of "filial piety" to her daughter-in-law, looked at Lai Er with an indifferent expression, and said coldly: "What's the matter with Butler Lai?"

Zhen Hua, the master of Duke Ningguo's palace, didn't even take her seriously, let alone just a housekeeper. Even though he was senior, if he dared to provoke her, she would still slap him in the face.

Lai Er knew that this Grandma Rong was someone he could not afford to offend. He hunched over and said, "As for Grandma, the master asked me to invite my wife."

Zhen Hualiu frowned slightly and said coldly: "Call Grandma Rong."

Laiji was startled when he heard this, and he became confused. What's the difference between the two?
Although he didn't know the reason, Lai Er still respectfully called "Rong" Grandma, which made Zhen's eyebrows soothed.

On one side, Youshi's face is as gorgeous as the peach blossoms in March, and her face is pale.

You knew why the master was looking for her. Long before going to Qingxu Temple, Jia Zhen, an old bastard, had asked her to bring the two younger sisters back to the Duke's mansion in the name of the eldest sister. However, the task has not been completed yet. I'm afraid Jia Zhen's temper will be difficult to explain.

Involuntarily, Youshi's beautiful eyes fell on Zhen Hua, with a hint of sadness between her brows.

Since Zhen Hua entered the house, she has gotten along well with Zhen Hua as her daughter-in-law, thinking about her in everything, so much so that she subconsciously relies on her daughter-in-law.

She was ashamed to see others, but she didn't hide it from her good daughter-in-law. She also wanted Zhen Hua to help with ideas.

Seeing this, Zhen Hua understood clearly and patted Youshi's white plain hand to express comfort. He turned his eyes to Lai Er and said calmly: "I understand, I will accompany my wife to see the master."

Lai Er paused when he heard this, raised his eyes and carefully glanced at Zhen Hua, who had a cold face, and said cautiously: "Grandma, I only invited my wife..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhen Hua's beautiful eyes flashed with a stern look, and he shouted: "I am the "Rong" grandma of the Duke's Mansion. What's wrong with going to see the master with my wife? If you talk too much, I will carefully peel off your skin."

His voice was stern, and he was completely different from his usual gentle and well-behaved person in front of Shui Rong. The cold aura emanating from his whole body made Youshi feel a little calm.

After all, she was the daughter of the Jinling Zhen family. Compared to someone from a small family like her, she was majestic and awe-inspiring. If she had such courage, why would she have no prestige in the house.

It’s just that Youshi also understands that the reason why Zhen’s paintings are bold lies in their background, but what does Youshi himself have? It's not like looking up to others.

Lai Er looked ugly. He had always been arrogant and bossy in the Duke's mansion, and even Jia Rong treated him politely. The Grandma Rong in front of him was really too arrogant.

However, Lai Er is not a reckless person to be able to take the position of the chief steward of Duke Ning's Palace. Although the Duke's Palace has a higher status than the Zhen family, there is Prince Beijing behind the grandma in front of him. I still remember that Prince Beijing brought him with him. Grandma Rong raised an army to investigate the crime, and her husband also suffered a big loss. He was someone he could not afford to offend.

Even so, the master's instructions... After pondering for a while, Lai Er still said carefully: "After all, the master is Grandma Rong's father-in-law, you still have to respect him."

There is order between elder and younger, and a daughter-in-law should be filial to her father-in-law, rather than go against his wishes, which crosses the line.

Zhen Hua's face turned cold when he heard this, and a surge of anger surged in his heart. What kind of bullshit father-in-law is this? Is this even worthy of something like Jia Zhen?

Not to mention that Zhen Hua didn't have a father-in-law, even if he did, he would be the one from Daming Palace.

Why, he mentioned this to threaten her, but it was too late for her to feel disgusted.

Zhen Hua, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, shouted: "Come here, slap me."

Deliver it to your door yourself, just in time to establish your authority.

After saying that, a boy stepped forward to catch Lai Er, but Lai Er's face turned cold. Seeing that he couldn't get away, he looked at the boy who was catching him and said angrily: "How dare you, I am the chief steward of the Duke's Mansion, you guys Let me go."

Since he had a falling out with Jia Zhen, the people accompanying Zhen Hua were all from the Zhen family. They would only listen to Zhen Hua's words. No one would care about your identity as the housekeeper. He immediately slapped him angrily and saw that Lai Er was talking nonsense. , then he stuffed his mouth and started fanning him.

What about the housekeepers of the Duke's Mansion? The girl came down with her orders and kept fanning. Anyone who didn't obey the girl's words were all kicked out. They didn't want to be kicked out.

Zhen Hua looked at this scene coldly, his eyes caught a glimpse of Youshi's face turning pale, as if he was frightened, and he felt slightly unhappy.

After all, she is from a small family and has never seen the world. The wife of the Duke of Guo, who is so dignified, cannot even take care of a housekeeper. If she had not had any connections in the Duke of Guo, she would have to rely on her status as the wife of the Duke of Guo to control the middle minister. Zhen Hua would not please Mr. You.

However, You's temperament is soft and easy for her to control.

Zhen Hua pursed her pink lips, smiled slightly, looked at Youshi, and said softly: "Madam, let's go."

Youshi was heartbroken, worry was visible on her beautiful face, the commotion was too big.

A slap like fried beans came from Jingying's ears, which made Youshi unable to calm down and said softly: "Hua'er, Butler Lai is a steward whom I trust, so it's better to restrain yourself."

Zhen Hua heard this and didn't take it seriously. She smiled sweetly and said, "You are the wife of the house, and Lai Er is just a housekeeper. How can a housekeeper teach his master how to do things in the world? A slave bullies his master. It was you who was too kind in the past. Let them ride on your neck, how can you establish your prestige if you don't punish them properly?"

Youshi's beautiful eyes flashed brightly when she heard this. These words really spoke to her heart. She thought that she was a head wife but had no prestige in the Duke's palace. No one could know the pain involved.

Pursing her pink lips, Youshi said softly: "You are a girl from a wealthy family. You know these things better than me, so I'll just listen to you."

Her words were considerate, but You also had Xiao Jiujiu in her heart. Zhen Hua was from a distinguished family, and it was rare that she respected her mother-in-law so much that she could use Zhen Hua to establish prestige in the Duke's palace.

It's just that the master... Let's take a look at the situation first.

The two of them walked to the flower hall and saw the old god Jia Zhen sitting on a huanghuali wood chair outside, approaching and saluting.

Even if Zhen Hua is not happy, he still has to maintain the proper etiquette. This is the etiquette adhered to by a wealthy family.

Jia Zhen was slightly startled when she saw You and Zhen Hua entering together, but her eyes fell on Zhen Hua, who had a delicate body, with fiery eyes.

I don't know when I can let this good daughter-in-law serve her wholeheartedly.

Zhen Hua noticed the disgusting gaze, her beautiful eyes flashed coldly, she flicked her embroidered handkerchief, and said coldly: "The two sisters of the You family have been admitted to the palace by my cousin. If I want to entertain the two sisters warmly, just Excuse me, sir. I would like to pay my respects and invite you."

Zhen Hua didn't talk nonsense at this moment, he went straight to the point and exposed the dirty thoughts of this dirty thing.

Youshi was frightened when she heard this. She looked at Jia Zhen's expression with her beautiful eyes, and saw that her complexion darkened and her gorgeous face turned pale.

Pursing her pink lips, Youshi said timidly: "Master, the sisters are all from the royal family, and I can't do anything about it."

What You said is right. You can enter the Prince's House whenever you want and leave whenever you want. From the moment the You sisters entered the palace, they were already members of the palace, not to mention the sister You. Even if their mother You Lao Niang came, it would be useless.

Jia Zhen's face turned livid when she heard this. She raised her hand and slapped several cases angrily. She shook the tea cups off the tables with her hands and looked at Youshi with deep eyes.

He understood clearly that You told Zhen Hua what happened. Otherwise, how could Zhen Hua know what he was thinking.

Now, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who are singing along, are blaming him, which is very nice.

Jia Zhen, who was angry, shouted: "Humph, you are an ignorant and stupid woman. The palace is a place where you can stuff people in at will."

The two beautiful girls are gone and never come back. How can they not make the extravagant and lustful Jia Zhen feel pain? She is her sister-in-law.

Before You could say anything, Zhen Hua stood up first and said with a sneer: "The Prince's Palace in Beijing is so beautiful and prosperous. It is a great blessing for the two sisters to have such a good fortune. It sounds like a dragon in a tiger's den to the master, but the master is not." Please tell me carefully where the Prince's Palace in Beijing is so that I can talk about it with my cousin someday."

Jia Zhen's mouth twitched when she heard this, and her abdomen seemed to be in pain.

Zhen Hua sneered at this, she was a bully and afraid of the strong, and continued: "My wife is a serious mistress of the Duke's Palace. Even the Concubine Beijing praised her a lot. How can she be the ignorant and stupid woman that the master calls her? , maybe the master thinks that his vision is even higher than that of Princess Beijing."

Protecting your mother-in-law is what a daughter-in-law should do.

After a few words, the two most noble people in the Beijing Palace spoke out, leaving Jia Zhen speechless.

He is stingy, but not stupid.

What should I say? If I say too much, I will offend the Prince of Beijing. Youshi's beautiful eyes looked at Zhen Hua, with a bit of confusion in her eyebrows. Concubine Beijing admired her, why didn't she know.

Pulling the tiger's skin to create a big trend, the cousins ​​on the left and right love her and are afraid of exposing her.

Before Youshi could say anything, Zhen Hua bowed Yingying and immediately pulled Youshi away, leaving Jia Zhen roaring helplessly.

Under the eaves of the corridor, Youshi looked at Zhen Hua with worried eyes, and then said fearfully: "Hua'er, where is the master..."

Originally Youshi wanted to explain a few words, but Zhen Hua pulled her away. She didn't have Zhen Hua's toughness. At this moment, she became afraid. If Jia Zhen annoyed her, something would happen.

Zhen Hua knew Youshi's worries and comforted her with a smile: "Madam, don't worry, I want to bring bad luck to you. There is still a daughter-in-law here. Not to mention the Zhen family, even the Prince of Beijing is my daughter-in-law's cousin. There is also a husband here." You have to respect it.”

If you are confident, then you have nothing to fear. Zhen Hua does not need to rely on the Duke's government, so why should he be afraid? As for power, a hundred Jia Zhen can't compare to his cousin, so there is nothing to fear.

Youshi felt much more at ease after hearing this. As the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, the biggest reason why she was timid was that she did not have a powerful background that made people fearful. But now, according to Zhen Hua, it was to support her.

Seeing this, Zhen Hua continued: "Madam, you are the mistress of the Duke's Mansion, and you should be the middle minister. If you have the right to be the middle minister, you are the veritable mistress of the Duke's Mansion. Why would you let this dog slave sit on your head? Come on, don’t worry, my daughter-in-law will try her best to help you.”

Strike while the iron is hot, just in time for Youshi to make his debut.

When You heard this, his heart moved. Who would want to look up to others if he could live with dignity? But...

Sighing softly, Youshi said helplessly: "Hua'er, I rely heavily on the housekeeper, how could you leave the middle gift in my hands?"

The mistress belongs to the mistress, but the middle child of the Duke's mansion belongs to Jia Zhen, how can she be entrusted to her? She does not have the luck of the eldest girl in Xifu to meet a considerate husband.

Zhen Hua sneered when he heard this and said lightly: "The male is the master of the house and the wife is the master of the house. This is an eternal truth. As the mistress, as long as she is willing, she can decide everything in the house, even with the old lady. rational."

So what if the old picker doesn't give me the middle money? Her identity as the mistress of the house is unmistakable. As long as she has this identity, it will be easier to do things.

Hearing this, Youshi felt that it made sense. The old lady blamed her for being accommodating in everything, leaving Youshi speechless.

Now that he has a strong daughter-in-law to help him, it is not impossible.

Obviously, Zhen Hua's attempt to gain the power in his hands aroused the desire in Youshi's heart. He nodded lightly and said, "What Hua'er said makes sense, I will listen to you."

When Zhen Hua heard this, a flash of light flashed through her clear eyes.
If You wants to control the situation, he must rely on her, and then the power of the situation will be in her hands.

Thinking of this, Zhen Zhen's face brightened, and she couldn't help but caress her belly full of harvest. Her and her cousin's child was the master of Duke Ning's mansion. How could he do it without the right to feed him.

Prince Yong's Mansion.

In the wing room, a sandalwood canopy bed was hung with a lavender gauze curtain, making the whole room look simple yet elegant.

Zhang Pan'er sat down on the brocade pier, holding the teapot in her pure white hands, when she saw a figure lifting up the bead curtain made of Yingluo and stepping into the room.

Zhang Pan'er, who noticed the sound, turned her eyes and saw that the person coming was none other than King Yong, which made the beauty feel contemptuous.

She came here as soon as she returned to the palace, and she really cared about her as a wife.

Although she was unhappy in her heart, Zhang Paner still stood up and greeted him with a smile, saying, "The prince is here."

"Ah."

King Yong gave a soft "hmm" and sat opposite Zhang Pan'er. He stared at the beauty with a touch of tenderness in his eyebrows and said, "Pan'er, is there anything to gain from the Qingxu Guan group?"

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er's charming face turned pale. She stared at King Yong, her clear eyes gradually becoming foggy, and she choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, Uncle Sixteen has repeatedly humiliated me. I am really intolerable."

Wouldn't it be humiliating to condescend to serve and be rejected, or even to be bumped around like a toy?

It's just that the so-called unbearable... is not a literal meaning, but to a certain extent, it is not a lie.

A strange color flashed across King Yong's eyes, and he felt a little relieved. He reached out and took the beauty's bare hand, and said in a gentle tone: "Pan'er, thank you for your hard work. For the sake of our great cause, I hope you will endure the humiliation and bear the burden."

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she felt even more disgusted. Look, knowing that she was being humiliated, he didn't even ask a question, and even asked her to endure it.

A cold person is always cold, and no matter how hard he covers himself, he cannot get warm.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and her tears fell uncontrollably. She lowered her head and said softly, "Yes," and choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, I am exhausted."

When King Yong heard this, he stared at the beauty and sighed slightly in his heart. The beauty had been wronged and felt uncomfortable at the moment, so it was natural for her to lose her temper.

After nodding his head, King Yong gave Zhang Paner's instructions and stood up to leave.

Zhang Pan'er's eyes were slightly red, like a pool of clear water, looking at the departing figure of King Yong. The corners of her tender lips were raised high, showing no words of disdain.

It's really a disgusting thing to ask your wife to seduce you, but worry about her changing her heart.

Holding the handkerchief and wiping the hand that had been touched by King Yong, Zhang Pan'er felt sick. She might as well stay down and serve her uncle.

Thinking of this, the shameful scene appeared in Zhang Pan'er's mind, and her jade cheeks warmed slightly. Someone who tramples people like that is also "disgusting".

Beijing Prince's Mansion, study room.

The interior is elegantly decorated and filled with a soothing scent of sandalwood.

Shui Rong sat in front of the desk, flipping through the official documents sent in the past two days.

Although he was in a leisurely mood, he still had to take care of the things that should be taken care of. He didn't want to be a neglected governor.

After a while, Xichun walked in lightly and said with a sweet smile: "Brother-in-law."

According to the rules of the palace, if the sisters look for him, they don't need to report anything.

Shui Rong stared at the porcelain doll-like daughter, put down the official document in his hand, and said gently: "Why are the fourth sisters here? Is there something wrong?"

Xichun has a cold temperament and would never come to look for him. Now that she came to the study to look for him, she definitely wouldn't come to say hello.

Hearing this, Xichun stepped forward, lifted the scroll in her hand, and said softly: "The painting is complete, and I have sent it to my brother-in-law for tasting."

Shui Rong understood what he said. He remembered that when he met Xichun at Caicui Temple last time, he joked about letting Xichun paint. Now that he was about to leave the palace, Xichun sent the paintings for tasting.

With a chuckle, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to take the scroll and spread it on the table. The figures on the scroll were vivid and lifelike, and it was exactly one of Shui Rong's portraits.

Seeing this situation, Shui Rong stared at the girl with a hint of joking in his eyebrows.

Hey, Xichun, who has always been cold and cold, is not ignorant of the ways of the world.

Seeing the young man staring at her, Xichun's heart moved slightly. An imperceptible blush appeared on her pink cheeks, and she asked softly: "Brother-in-law, do you feel okay?"

It was a blessing to paint for her brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law had a beautiful face and was like an immortal. She spent a lot of effort to portray her brother-in-law's temperament.

Shui Rong smiled and put away the scroll and praised: "It's lifelike. The fourth sister's painting skills are extraordinary. My brother-in-law is very satisfied."

Not to mention that this painting is inherently good, even if it is a depiction of himself, Shui Rong cannot express his feelings towards Xichun.

The purpose of the left and right is to give Xichun something to do, not an encouraging compliment.

After that, Shui Rong continued: "What is the vision of the fourth sister?"

Since he is soluble in water and agrees with her, he will naturally promise Xichun a vision.

Seeing Shui Rong's approval, Xichun's heart felt happy to be recognized. She shook her head slightly, revealing two pear dimples on her jade cheeks, which looked very cute, and said, "Brother-in-law, it's okay if he likes it. I don't have any vision."

It was originally painted as a gift to my brother-in-law, so what vision could she have.

Shui Rong smiled when he heard the words and said, "It's okay, keep it for now, and tell me if you have any vision in the future."

Having made a promise, Shui Rong will naturally not go back on it. Anyway, it is just a little girl's vision, so what is it worth?

Xichun stared at the young man with a smile on her face. Seeing the girl's innocence on her pink face, she didn't reject it for a moment. She didn't have the so-called vision if she didn't mention it.

(End of this chapter)