Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 302: Water-soluble: The strange road says "Gentle Country"

Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and the others learned that Baoyu had dropped the jade, and they didn't even have time to change their royal clothes. They came to Jiayin Hall in a hurry. They just entered the hall and their steps were still unsteady. Jia Mu's voice was full of excitement. A little choked up, he said urgently: "Why did I hit your lifeblood again? That is your lifeblood!"

When Baoyu saw Jia Mu and his entourage coming, she felt a little uneasy, or felt guilty that she had done something wrong. She turned her big face plate aside, lowered her eyes and lowered her head without saying a word.

Daiyu also saw Jia Mu and the others, sobbed, and wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. She felt a little confused and a bitter feeling arose in her heart. Fortunately, Zhen Hua came close enough to caress her shoulders and comfort her silently. Let Daiyu gradually feel at ease.

As for Li Wan, Yingchun, Xichun and others, their eyes fell on Daiyu, and there was a bit of worry in their eyebrows.

As is the old routine, when these two people quarreled, Daiyu was mostly the one to take the blame, and even they couldn't even blame them.

When Mrs. Wang saw that there was no psychic jade on Baoyu's neck, she became a little panicked. She quickly stepped forward to confirm and asked urgently: "Where is the jade?"

The maid Xiren had wrapped the jade long ago. When Mrs. Wang asked about it, she hurriedly held it up and said, "Here it is."

After Mrs. Wang took it, she felt relieved when she saw that the psychic jade was intact. She handed it to Jia Mu again and said, "Old lady, the jade is intact. It can be seen that it is blessed by gods and Buddhas."

The psychic jade has been dropped several times, but it is still intact, which indeed makes people feel a bit like the protection of evil gods and Buddhas.

Mrs. Wang, whose mind was slowing down, glanced at Daiyu who was crying with her eyes lowered. She felt even more disgusted. She looked at Baoyu, her fair face showing displeasure, and shouted: "If something goes wrong someday, you have to make trouble today." , to be so ignorant, fortunately Yu is fine, if something goes wrong, how can I bear it?"

The Mid-Autumn Festival is originally a day of reunion and celebration. Even some tempers should be restrained. There is really no sense of propriety when something goes wrong. Daiyu, not to mention being sick and weak, how can she become a wife with such a narrow-minded temperament? ?
Hey, it's a pity. If Bao Yatou didn't go to the palace, she would be the most suitable person for Bao Yu.

Daiyu had a sensitive mind, and upon hearing this, she knew that Mrs. Wang was referring to Sang, and she felt a sense of sadness and despair sweeping through her body and mind. Involuntarily, Daiyu's shoulders twitched, and she became speechless and choked.

Zhen Huasu gently stroked Daiyu's shoulder with her hand, and stared at Mrs. Wang with a bright face, a hint of hidden brilliance flashing in her beautiful eyes.

As a party involved, Zhen Hua knew the cause of the incident. It was Baoyu who threw jade for no reason. How could he blame others? Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wang did not ask clearly about the matter and put all the blame on others. Her precious son did not take any responsibility. responsibility.

As a widowed woman with no power, she was easily bullied and bullied indiscriminately. She would be the first to blame for any fault. She had seen this kind of thing when she was a child.

With a soft hum, Zhen Hua soothed Daiyu's trembling shoulders. Her bright jade face showed a harmless look, and said softly: "Second Madam, Second Uncle Bao's child's temperament is inevitably out of proportion. Please be more careful in the future." It’s just teaching, there is no need to criticize harshly.”

If you don't want to ask about your precious son, then fine, my aunt will just follow your words and be a good person, and educate your little turtle son by yourself.

After hearing this, Mrs. Wang's face couldn't help but darken, and her eyes towards Zhen Hua gradually became unkind. What did she mean by this? She accused Jin'er of doing this because of Baoyu's temperament. What her Qilin could do? This is such an rude thing
Even if it's Baoyu's fault, you can blame it. What about the girl from the Zhen family? Her daughter is the Princess of Beijing.

Mrs. Wang looked ugly and frowned: "I appreciate the kindness of Brother Rong's daughter-in-law, but this is Xifu's business, Baoyu, we will teach you."

The implication is that you, a person from Dongfu, don't need to meddle in other people's business.

Youshi on the side was also worried when she heard the words. She looked at Zhen Hua with a bright face. There was a bit of worry between Liu Ye's slender eyebrows. She didn't expect Zhen Hua to speak up, which was a bit unexpected.

Not to mention that Zhen Hua always respected her as her mother-in-law, even if Zhen Hua was her daughter-in-law, she also respected her unconditionally.

Pursing her pink lips, Youshi smiled softly and said, "Everyone from the East to the West is one family."

The two houses of the Jia family, the east and the west, are separated only by a wall. They all spent the Mid-Autumn Festival together and couldn't tell each other apart.

When Zhen Hua heard the words, she stared at Youshi, feeling happy in her heart. Although Youshi came from a small family and didn't have much knowledge and was a saw-mouthed gourd, she could still tell the difference clearly, and it was not in vain for her to be here. Dongfu fights for her dignity.

Although Zhenhua has a purpose, it is understandable that Zhenhua did help Youshi gain respect in the East Mansion. At least those slaves who relied on human power did not dare to underestimate Youshi anymore, and life was much smoother than before.

The mother-in-law had spoken, and Zhen Hua naturally couldn't lag behind. She raised her graceful face and said with a smile: "My mother's teachings, my daughter-in-law will keep them in mind, but what the second wife said is also reasonable. I really can't say too much, so I I hope the second wife will forgive me."

As he said that, Zhen Hua lowered his eyes and looked at Daiyu who was choking silently. He gently rubbed Daiyu's head with his bare hands and said with a hint of doting in his voice: "You are the same girl. You are used to being temperamental. Qian Ming I’ll tell the concubine and the prince to teach you well.”

When Daiyu heard the words, her delicate body moved slightly, and she looked at Zhen Hua with a tear-stained face. Her willow eyes, which were like mist and rain, were a little surprised and a little warm. No one had spoken for her at this time in the past. I want this newly recognized sister to speak out for her.

This feeling of being protected moved Daiyu so much that she was not alone after all, and her tears fell like raindrops.

Seeing this, Zhen Hua wiped away Daiyu's tears with a handkerchief, smiled, and said softly: "Good sister, don't be sad, sister is here."

Others are afraid of the power of the old lady of the Jia family, but she is not afraid.

Mother Jia raised her eyes and glanced at Zhen Hua, frowning slightly. She was an old woman, so she understood the meaning of Zhen Hua's words. Daiyu was the daughter of the Lin family and her granddaughter, and it was not anyone else's turn to teach her. But the Beijing Prince's Mansion is different. This is a marriage. Mentioning Beijing's concubine and the prince is nothing more than reminding everyone that Daiyu is not a widow in Beijing now.

This Brother Rong's daughter-in-law doesn't seem innocent and harmless on the surface.

Also, how could a daughter from a wealthy Zhen family be soft-tempered? I really thought that the family background was just for show. Even the fierce Sister Feng had her own plans. Those daughters who couldn't figure out what was going on. They are all first-rate foxes, and they cannot reach a high level.

We ladies, do you think they all have vain names?

After groaning, Jia Mu didn't say anything. After all, Mrs. Wang had criticized Sang before, and she also understood that she was not happy with Mrs. Wang in her heart.

Mrs. Wang's temperament has become a little frivolous since Yuanchun married into the Beijing Prince's Palace. Daiyu is the person she cares about, and she intends to marry Baoyu in the future. A slap on Daiyu's face is also a slap on Jia Mu's face.

It seemed that Mrs. Wang could no longer be indulged, so she had to be beaten hard to make her stick to her duties.

Although Mrs. Wang is a person who has always worshiped Buddha, she is also proficient in the ways of the concubine. How could she not hear it? It's just that Mrs. Wang is disdainful. Daiyu is just a godmother. She is also the prince's mother-in-law. How can she, for the sake of a person? After a marriage, is it possible that the prince will still hold her, the mother-in-law accountable?

At this time, Sister Feng's eyes flashed as she followed Jia Mu and her group into the hall. She stepped forward and said with a smile: "Old lady, haven't they two been quarreling since they were young? If they quarrel, it's fine. As long as everything is fine, sir." Go and change your clothes, our ancestors will be in charge later."

Hearing Sister Feng's funny words, Jia Mu gently nodded her head, her cloudy eyes showing affection and approval. Today was a festive day, so it was not appropriate to make a fuss, so she gave an instruction and went with Mrs. Wang and her entourage. Change clothing.

After Jia Mu and the others left, the depressing atmosphere in the hall dissipated. Zhen Hua glanced at Sister Feng, who was smiling and coaxing Baoyu, her beautiful eyes flowing.

If the confrontation continues, there is a chance that the conflict of words will end and the situation will become difficult to deal with. As expected of the famous Mistress Lian, her ability to make jokes is second to none.

But at the moment she couldn't care about Sister Feng. She lowered her eyes and looked at Daiyu's sad autumn face, feeling pity in her heart. She fanned Daiyu gently with a fan and said softly: "Good sister, don't cry. If I cried so hard that my prince felt very distressed."

The fact that her cousin specially sent bird's nests shows that she is interested in Daiyu's body. If she knew that Daiyu had been wronged in the Duke's Mansion, she would not feel bad. My cousin felt bad, and so did she.

When Daiyu heard this, her fair cheeks warmed up slightly, her beautiful eyes like stars flashed with light, she blinked, her bare hands wrapped around Zhen's willow-like waist, and softly spat: "I'm crying to myself. What does it have to do with my brother?" Suddenly, the sister in front of me was much more fragrant than my brother.

Zhen Hua couldn't help but feel funny when he heard this. He tapped Daiyu's forehead and said with a smile, "You girl, just stop being so tough."

Listening to the annoying voice of "brother" can soften people's hearts, which shows that Daiyu's attachment to her cousin is not as irrelevant as Daiyu said.

However, the deeper the friendship between these "brothers and sisters", the better. The next time I meet my cousin, I must explain my achievements one by one in exchange for his deep love. Moreover, Mrs. Wang is Yuanchun's biological mother, and Mrs. Wang despises Daiyu. , My cousin will definitely be unhappy in his heart, and he will probably be angry with Yuan Chun when the time comes. It would be best if he loses his favor.

As the daughter-in-law of Duke Ningguo, Zhen Hua could not ask for anything more, but she could not bear Yuan Chun who had taken her position. Anyone could take the position of princess, but it was Yuan Chun who made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Well, it was probably Yuanchun who was blamed for the resentment of not getting what he wanted.

After the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet, the royal family members also went home.

In the gilded carriage of the Prince of Beijing, Princess Beijing was sitting on the Yunlong cushion. Her two clear water-like eyes looked at Shui Rong coldly. There was a bit of questioning and a bit of sadness between Liu Ye's thin brows. He said in a voice: "Everything is fine, so what's the trouble? There is no one in the court, so you, the prince, must lead the troops to suppress the bandits."

This monkey was nothing more than a young man in bright clothes and an angry horse. With his status and status, he was so majestic that he left her and Yuanchun alone without a word and ran off to lead troops to suppress the bandits. He was really a cruel person.

Previously in the main hall, Princess Beijing could not say much, but in this carriage, she could easily pull off her belt and slap him, let alone curse the powerful Prince of Beijing.

It's probably because the outside gives you dignity, but inside I'm the biggest one.

Yuan Chun, who was on one side, stared at Concubine Beijing, lowering her eyes and saying nothing. She was also worried about her husband, but he was originally a martial artist, and it was normal to lead troops. Besides, this was just to suppress bandits, and nothing would go wrong. , Concubine Beijing was too worried.

It's just that she didn't dare to say these words, otherwise Princess Beijing would even give her a few words. She should let him solve the problems caused by her husband.

After all, it is common for husbands to coax Concubine Beijing, talk sweetly, and then "mother and son love each other deeply".

Shui Rong raised his eyes and stared at Concubine Beijing's delicate jade face. Her hibiscus-like face was filled with anger, and she felt helpless. Concubine Beijing was not interfering with Shui Rong's affairs, she was just worried about his safety.

How should I put it? It smells a little too doting, like the kind of doting on a child that makes him unable to take care of himself. What can a "son" say about the all-round love from a "mother"?
However, Shui Rong knew how to handle Concubine Beijing. He stretched out his hand to pull the sleeves of Concubine Beijing's uniform. With a flattering smile on his handsome face, he said softly: "Mother, my child is just a warrior who has been trained to fight. It's up to the people below to do the work, so it doesn't matter. Besides, the Lord is up to the task of leading troops to suppress bandits, so children can't deceive the emperor."

Princess Beijing sighed slightly when she heard this. She looked at Shuirong with helplessness. Just as she said, Emperor Yongkang clearly praised her at the banquet, so Shuirong had to go this time.

Holding up his plain hands, his green-white fingertips were "hard" on the water-soluble forehead, and he said angrily: "You monkey always have your own way of doing things, I can tell you, don't coax me, you dare to charge into the battle of,."

Shui Rong heard this and didn't take it seriously. He peeled off his skin and let Concubine Beijing come to uncover him. You can see how reluctant she was to let him go.

She knew her son better than her mother, and when she saw Shui Rong's face, Princess Beijing knew that this monkey was perfunctory, her heart was angry, mist gradually appeared in her bright eyes, and there was a hint of choking in her voice that was as clear and sweet as a stream. He said: "You are the only child in the palace. If something goes wrong, how will you let Yuanchun and I live?"

The Beijing Prince's Mansion is thin, and the only male is Shui Xiang. Once there is a problem with Shui Xiang, the daughters of the back house will have no support, especially for a prosperous family like theirs. Once there is no man who can make the decision in the house, Ding, what he is facing is decline, which is undoubtedly a catastrophe.

Just like when the old Prince of Beijing passed away, there was no heir in the palace, which made Princess Beijing frightened, confused and overwhelmed, so that she could not sleep every night.

After Shui Rong adopted her, Princess Beijing was careful to get close to her. Fortunately, Shui Rong was well-behaved and sensible, and he was willing to get close to her. It was a two-way journey. Under the filial piety of the "good eldest son", Princess Beijing's anxious heart seemed to be at peace. .

Of course, after several years of getting along, "mother and son" have a very close relationship. Shui Rong has become indispensable in the life of Princess Beijing. Therefore, Princess Beijing is extremely concerned about Shui Rong. As long as Shui Rong likes it, she will accept it. I'm really afraid of dropping it when I hold it in my hand, and I'm afraid of melting it when I hold it in my mouth.

Now that Shui Rong is about to suppress the bandits, it is said that the sword has no eyes, and those uncertain memories are constantly impacting the heart of Princess Beijing. If something goes wrong, Princess Beijing cannot even imagine.

Well, it's probably the mentality of people who have seen the light and can no longer tolerate the darkness.

Shui Rong's heart ached when he saw Concubine Beijing getting sad. He stood up and squatted down in front of Concubine Beijing. He took the handkerchief from Yuan Chun behind him and held Concubine Beijing's charming moon-like face. The child gently wiped the corners of his eyes and said comfortingly: "Mother, my child is suppressing some gangsters. There will be no problems. Mother, don't worry."

Hey, it's just a bandit suppression, it's not a big battle. What can he say? When I saw Concubine Beijing crying, I felt pity for her, but Shui Rong felt soft in her heart. For a moment, she felt like she couldn't go. Thoughts, strange words said "gentle country"
Of course, this is just a description. Water-soluble must go.

Concubine Beijing stared at the handsome face of Chi Chi, her beautiful brows filled with worry, which made Concubine Beijing feel warm in her heart.

This big boy's pain was not in vain, she just fell into this monkey's tender words, so much so that she was pinched to death, he was really the one who wanted her life.

Shui Rong held Princess Beijing's charming face like a treasure. She felt soft and smooth in her hands, and the refreshing fragrance lingered in her nose, refreshing her heart and soul. She stared at her bright eyes and white teeth, as beautiful as a crown jade. The glittering lips attract people's imagination, and they have the urge to taste the fragrance.

Involuntarily, the water solution wiped the corners of the beauty's eyes for a moment, and something unusual flashed across her clear eyes.

Princess Beijing, who was enjoying the filial piety of her good son, noticed the boy's pause, looked at each other, and saw the strangeness of the boy, her heart trembled, intermittent breathing sprayed on her delicate face, and the man's breath lingered in her nose. The faint smell of alcohol made Concubine Beijing's jade cheeks heat up slightly, and she felt her heart beating with fear, and her silent heart was filled with huge waves.

"Well, as long as you know the number."

Princess Beijing's graceful body leaned against the wall of the car, widening the distance between the two of them. She "snatched" the handkerchief from the young man's hand with her bare hands, turned her head and wiped it to herself, secretly comforting the " Bang bang." Her heart was beating wildly, with a bit of trembling in her voice.

Yuan Chun's sight was obscured by Shui Rong's tall figure, so he did not see the ambiguous ambiguity between the two. Staring eyes looked at Concubine Beijing worriedly, and said softly: "Mother, the prince is someone who knows what he is thinking. Besides, besides The army and the palace guards are protecting us, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

When the prince led troops to suppress the bandits, he certainly did not do so perfunctorily. To deal with some bandits, he undoubtedly used cannons to hit mosquitoes and crush them.

Shui Rong's expression was strange, and he glanced at Concubine Beijing with complicated eyes. He was also annoyed in his heart. He must have eaten too much wine at the palace banquet just now and was in a trance. It was really a sin.

With a slight cough, Shui Rong followed Yuan Chun's words and said, "What Yuan Chun said is absolutely true, mother, don't worry."

Princess Beijing was so confused at the moment that she didn't even bother to "reprimand" the monkey. She just said something perfunctory and stopped talking. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the carriage became quiet, leaving Yuan Chun on the side confused.

I guess Princess Beijing is too worried!

After a while, the carriage drove into the Prince's Palace of Beijing. Concubine Beijing got out of the carriage with the help of her mother-in-law, and walked towards Ning'an Hall calmly.

Shui Rong and Yuan Chun were one step behind, watching the departing figure of Concubine Beijing, and were speechless for a moment.

Yuanchun didn't realize he was there, and looked at the young man with side eyes, with affection between his brows and eyes, and said with a smile: "Husband, let's go change the crown clothes first, the sisters are still waiting for us to admire the moon."

Shui Rong nodded lightly when he heard the words. After the palace banquet was over, they still had to enjoy the moon in their house.

(End of this chapter)