Red Mansion Beijingwang

The next morning, the morning sun shines through the green gauze curtains in the boudoir. Daiyu lies quietly on the brocade embroidered bed, her black hair spread like clouds, and she still can't wipe away the clouds between her eyebrows when she sleeps. Such sadness.

As the golden rooster croaked, Daiyu slowly opened her beautiful eyes with a "thwack" sound. Her eyes were half asleep and half awake. She slowly raised her hands and rubbed her eyes.

"Girl, you're awake."

Zijuan, who heard the movement, slowly came closer, with a hint of relaxation and joy in her voice.

Daiyu came back to her senses, looked around sleepily, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, her heart felt sour, and she asked in a low voice: "Where's my brother?"

She also said that she would stay with her, and when she took a nap, no one would be there, so she gave her no hope. If my brother had such an attitude, it would be better to just ignore me.

If there are no expectations, there will naturally be no disappointments.

Zijuan knew Daiyu's state of mind, and she couldn't help but feel funny. With a smile on her lips, she said, "The prince and the third girl are waiting for the girl to have breakfast in the outer hall."

Breakfast
Daiyu was startled when she heard this, and her eyebrows showed a bit of surprise. She never thought that she just fell asleep, and in the blink of an eye it was the next morning. When did she feel so sleepy? It must have been during this period. The day was too tiring.

Thinking of this, Daiyu thought of her deceased father, and felt sad in her heart. She lowered her eyes, and mist gradually appeared in her bright eyes.

Zijuan didn't see the girl being sad anymore, and was also surprised by Daiyu's sleepiness. After all, her girl always slept lightly and would wake up crying in less than two hours. Who would have thought that she slept for a full ten hours this time?

But this is also a good thing. If my girl endures it any longer, her body will really get damaged. More sleep will be beneficial. As expected, the prince is here, and my girl feels at ease. Fortunately, the prince is here.

When she heard a low sob, Zijuan realized that the girl was feeling sad again. She sighed slightly in her heart and said softly: "Girl, I will help you wash and change clothes. The prince has been waiting for the girl in the hall. We haven’t eaten yet."

When Daiyu heard this, her face was slightly startled, and a touch of joy flashed through her heart. However, her eyes looked at Zicuckoo, and her eyebrows rose up, and she said strangely: "It's not in the way of hospitality to keep my brother waiting for a long time. Why didn't you come earlier?" Wake me up."

Although he didn't stay with her all the time, it was because he slept for too long. Besides, his brother didn't wait for him to have breakfast, which showed that he was always thinking about her.

Zicuckoo's eyes fell on the girl's slightly raised lips. The corners of her lips couldn't help but raise slightly. The girl at this moment was her good girl. She was obviously happy to be taken seriously, but she pretended to be scolding. She was really duplicitous. .

However, only the prince can make the girl temporarily forget her sadness. This is the first time that the girl has been in a happy mood since Mr. Lin died of illness. She will not expose the situation and say with a smile: "The prince is not a guest."

Daiyu's beautiful eyes turned when she heard this, and she didn't refute for a moment. Although they were not related by blood, the two of them had an unclear relationship, so they couldn't be counted as guests.

Well, they are serious sworn brothers and sisters.

While dressing up, Daiyu suddenly asked: "Where did my brother rest yesterday?"

Speaking of this matter, Daiyu felt a little secretly annoyed. Her brother had come all the way, and as the host, she should have made all the arrangements, but who would have thought that she actually fell asleep.

It's also her brother's fault, who made him hold her to sleep as soon as they met.

At this moment, the girl put all the blame on her good brother who had always loved her. The scene of the boy hugging her appeared in her mind, and her cheeks felt slightly warm.

Zijuan served Daiyu to comb her hair. Hearing Daiyu's words, she responded softly: "Yesterday, the prince was resting in the side room. He visited the girl several times in the evening and asked the slave to take good care of the girl. He kept talking so much that the slave's ears were numb. You can hear the cocoon.”

Of course, Zicuckoo's words were mixed with some water. No matter how concerned the prince was, he would not be nagging. However, she knew that the girl was thinking of the prince's good things, so she naturally picked up the good words to say.

As for the arrangement prince, she followed his instructions to take good care of the girl, so she probably wouldn't blame her.

As expected, when Daiyu heard the words, she couldn't help but feel happy, diluting the sadness in her heart, and her dim and bright eyes gradually became moist, glowing with a little starlight.

My brother is really her good brother.

At this time, Zijuan continued: "By the way, the third girl also stayed with you most of the night."

When Daiyu heard this, she felt even warmer in her heart. After all, they were sisters who had been playing together since childhood and had a deep affection for each other.

After washing up and dressing up, Daiyu couldn't wait to lead Zicuckoo towards the hall. When she arrived in front of the hall, she slowed down, gently opened the bead curtain, and looked in, only to see the people in the hall. The young man was wearing a blue brocade robe and was sitting on the brocade pier. He was talking softly to Tan Chun, who had changed into a girl's clothes. The tenderness between his brows and eyes was full of tenderness. He couldn't help but curl his lips, and there was a touch of sourness in his heart.

The third girl is not only her brother's sister, but also his wife and sister-in-law. The relationship is not comparable to that of her adopted sister.

I just don't know why, I just feel a little envious and hope that she is the only one in my brother's eyes.

Thinking of this, Daiyu was secretly annoyed. Her brother had a broad mind and treated every sister with kindness and frankness. How could it be that she could only have it all? He was too selfish, which was really shameful.

After taking a gentle breath, Daiyu straightened her face, walked into the hall, and said softly: "Brother, third girl."

Shui Rong looked up and saw a girl wearing a plain white dress. Her fair face looked sickly. Although her body and face were timid, she had a naturally romantic attitude, and she couldn't help but feel her heart tremble.

Men wear soap, women wear mourning, and girls wearing white are the most pitiful.

At this time, Tan Chun had already stood up and walked up to Daiyu, holding Daiyu's hand, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, a look of resentment on his snowy face, he blinked and said: "Girl Lin, My brother-in-law said he would wait for you, my stomach is growling with hunger, let’s have breakfast quickly.”

Shui Rong looked at Tanchun who was smiling and laughing, and admired in his heart. At this moment, Tanchun did not say any words of comfort, but instead acted like sisters having a family time, avoiding mentioning Daiyu's sadness.

It has to be said that Tanchun is still extremely skilled, and she is really a talented and shrewd "red rose", worthy of her name.

Tan Chunruo just grumbled when he was hungry. As a brother-in-law, he could still be stingy, so he could prepare a bowl of fresh and steaming bean juice for Tan Chun to fill his stomach.

Daiyu looked at the complaining girl in front of her, her bright eyes flashing, as if she had gone back to the time when the sisters were playing in the past, she felt a little relieved, and softly spat: "You don't eat yourself, how can you blame me? Okay It doesn’t make sense.”

Although he said that, he still allowed Tanchun to come over with his arm in his arms and sit around a table.

Shui Rong didn't have any words of comfort for Dai Yu, and ordered people to serve the meal.

Not only was Tanchun hungry, he was also a little hungry. If he hadn't been concerned about Daiyu's sensitive mind, and feared that Daiyu would think that she was not taken seriously by her "brother", why would he have waited for her specially?

During this sensitive period, it is most important to pay attention to details.

But to be honest, if Daiyu was just one cup of tea later, Shuirong would be ready to let others serve him first.

Not long after, dishes of exquisite side dishes were brought up and placed on the table in a very elegant way, with all the colors, flavors and aromas.

Shui Rong smiled and said, "Qi'er, these are Yangzhou dishes. I don't know if you are used to eating them now. If you are not used to them, find a cook who can cook northern dishes with you."

A country's soil and water nourishes its people, and eating habits in different regions are also very different. Northern food is salty and oily, while southern food is sweet or light. Although Daiyu is from the south, she has lived in the north since she was a child, so her eating habits are naturally different. Despite the change, I don’t know if I’m still used to southern food.

In short, it is the difference between whether the taste is heavy or not. For example, if it is water-soluble, it has a heavier taste and likes dishes with a lot of oil and water, which are soft, greasy, and fragrant.

Hearing this, Daiyu raised her eyebrows slightly, curled her pink mouth, turned her clear eyes sideways, gave the boy a blank look, and said softly: "I am originally from the south, and I can't get used to eating anywhere. It's hard for my brother." Thank you for your trouble.”

Water soluble: "."

Here it is, that's what it sounds like. There's nothing wrong with the words, but it's just weird. It sounds uncomfortable, almost sarcastic, and very much like Sister Lin.

Tan Chun pursed his lips and smiled, obviously understanding. He stared at the young man with a faint wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and explained softly: "Brother-in-law, Lin Yatou has always had a light taste, and she will also do it when she is in the house. I specifically told the cook to keep it light. The cook is also very capable and can make some southern dishes from time to time. Even I have developed a taste for it."

Shui Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Tan Chun. He raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of suspicion between his eyebrows. It was normal for Daiyu to have a bland taste, but it was just Tan Chun here. He didn't notice that Tan Chun had a bland taste. Could it be that he was in Shui Rong's store? I'm used to it, and it's a bit greasy, so I decided to make it lighter?
But it’s okay, usually keep it light and occasionally have something heavy. This is called a balanced diet.

While eating, Shui Rong saw that Daiyu was just tasting some vegetarian dishes. He remembered that the girl yesterday was as light as a feather and looked like a Chihuahua. He frowned slightly, picked up a piece of delicious meat with bamboo chopsticks, and placed it on Daiyu's table. In the bowl, he said warmly: "Eat more, Qian'er."

Just that Yingying figure is thinner than a willow. If she doesn't eat a little more to nourish her and use a little strength, I'm afraid her waist will be broken. Well, it’s for hugging, don’t think too much about it.

Daiyu looked at the delicious butcher shop in the bowl, her bright eyes were crystal clear, and her heart was filled with sweetness. She picked up the butcher shop and tasted it carefully. She felt that it was several times more delicious than before.

Yes, the food cooked by the cook today is very delicious.

While she was tasting, Daiyu seemed to remember something. She raised her eyes and stared at the young man. To be precise, it was the bamboo chopsticks in the young man's hands that were glowing with crystal. Her willow eyes widened.

Just now, my brother seemed to be using his own bamboo chopsticks to pick up vegetables with her. Didn't he eat his food by himself?
Thinking of this, Daiyu's fair face warmed up slightly, two rose-red haloes floated on her cheeks, and her eyes were as bright as water as she stared at the bamboo chopsticks.

Shui Rong and Tanchun also took a piece of the butcher's shop. When they turned around, they noticed something strange about Daiyu and frowned. They were a little suspicious and thought to themselves that Daiyu didn't like eating at the butcher's shop and was picky about food.

Just as he was about to say a few words of persuasion, he saw Daiyu staring at the bamboo chopsticks in her hand, her delicate face rosy, and she suddenly became enlightened.

At this moment, Shui Rong felt a little embarrassed. Logically speaking, he shouldn't make such a small etiquette mistake, but the current situation made him stay at home and face the people around him without using public chopsticks. The relaxed atmosphere made Shui Rong not think of Daiyu's identity for a moment.

In an instant, Shui Rong had a plan in his mind. He must not expose this embarrassment at this moment. He stared at Daiyu who was in a daze and said warmly: "Zi'er, what else do you want to eat?"

Daiyu came back to her senses after hearing this, her pretty face became more and more rosy, she hurriedly lowered her head and whispered: "It's nothing."

Listening to his brother's tone, he must have been accustomed to Yu Sanmei and the others picking up food before. This time he didn't do it on purpose, but somehow, Daiyu didn't feel disgusted.

There is nothing to dislike about a family.

After breakfast, Daiyu took the handkerchief handed over by Zijuan and wiped her sparkling pink lips. She looked at the young man with her hazy willow eyes like mist and rain, and said casually: "Brother is going to go later. work?"

I remember that my brother was here on business, so I guess he didn’t have much free time.

Shui Rong stared at the young man, and when he saw Daiyu's bright eyes twinkling, he couldn't help but feel funny, and said, "There's nothing to do now. How about we take a walk in the yard later?"

Millions of victims are in desperate need of food. Shui Rong should raise funds as soon as possible. However, this matter cannot be urgent. We have to wait for the details of fundraising from local officials before making arrangements.

Who would be willing to "steal" money from others.

Daiyu's eyebrows relaxed after hearing this, and she lowered her head and said softly, "Hmm". There was a hint of joy in her bright willow eyes.

Shui Rong didn't say anything when he saw this. At this moment, Daiyu needed the company of "relatives". It was normal to be a little clingy. To be precise, it should be clinging to that sense of security.

After saying that, the three of them didn't stay too long. They walked through the arched moon door and walked along the hand corridor in the back house.

Tan Chun held Daiyu's arm and looked at the graceful and delicate beauty of Jiangnan. He whispered to Daiyu from time to time. For a moment, Daiyu completely forgot the sadness in her heart.

Shui Rong occasionally chatted, staring at Daiyu, hesitating for a while, and asked: "Zi'er, when will Uncle Lin's funeral be held?"

As Yuanchun's husband, it was reasonable to call Lin Ruhai uncle, but you couldn't call him by his first name in front of his daughter. It was too disrespectful.

When Daiyu heard this, her face was startled, the joy between her brows and eyes disappeared, and mist gradually grew in her eyes. She wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief, choked with sobs and couldn't make a sound for a moment.

When emotions come, you can't stop them. The ability to change your face is something that comes naturally to your daughter.

Upon seeing this, Shui Rong sighed slightly and advised softly: "Zi'er, Uncle Lin needs to be buried as soon as possible and buried in peace. You don't want my uncle to live in peace."

In fact, Shui Rong didn't want to ask at this time, but he had to ask, Lin Ruhai's body was still parked in the backyard. There had to be an explanation, and it couldn't be left alone forever. Wouldn't that be bad luck for the whole courtyard?

Being buried in peace can also make the big stone in Daiyu's heart fall away. As the saying goes, long-term pain is not as good as short-term pain, and it will be over once and for all.

When Daiyu heard this, her heart felt even more sour, her tears couldn't stop falling, and she said quietly: "Brother, daddy...has no children, and he has to wait for the people from Gusu to come over."

It was indeed unfilial on her part to prevent her father from being laid to rest as soon as possible, but there was nothing Daiyu could do about it.

After hearing this, Shui Rong understood clearly that funerals are ceremonial and require someone to stand guard in front of the soul and wash the basin, and these all require male heirs, but Daiyu was born as a daughter.
To put it bluntly, it was necessary to adopt a filial son from the Lin family in Gusu.

However, since Shui Rong brought it up, he already had some concerns in his mind, so he said, "Zi'er, my brother has some ideas. Can you listen to it?"

Daiyu looked at the young man with a pear-shaped face, a bright light flashed in her hazy eyes, and whispered: "Brother makes the decision."

As the saying goes, an eldest brother is like a father. At this moment, the only one she can rely on and trust is this brother. If she doesn't let her brother make the decision, who else can she let make the decision?
Besides, as an orphan, what plans could she have? Even if she had a plan, who would listen to her?

Shui Rong gently chinned his head and said bluntly: "You must be going back to the capital, Qian'er. You don't care about your hometown in Suzhou. You simply sold off the properties and fields in Suzhou one by one, leaving only the ancestral house behind. From the Lin family Yuanzhi adopted a young heir and asked him to be a dutiful son to his uncle. The Lin family raised him and provided him with education as a reward.

But he made it clear beforehand that he should not even think about the Lin family's fortune, it is all yours. "

Regarding Daiyu's arrangements, Shui Rong had planned them one by one. Daiyu was an orphan at the moment and would definitely not stay in her hometown in Suzhou. This was not to be bullied. She was in the capital, not to mention Shui Rong, her sworn brother. Even with the Rongguo Duke's mansion, no one else could bully her.

And if those real estates are left out of reach, it will only benefit the villain. So we might as well just stop doing them and sell them at a discount to avoid being targeted by the villain.

If it weren't for the great significance of the ancestral home, Shui Rong would have wanted to persuade Daiyu to sell the ancestral home.

As for choosing a young heir, that's because it's easy to make decisions. The Lin family only had three generations of marquises. Lin Ruhai's father's generation should have lost the title of viscount. It was the emperor's mercy that allowed another generation to succeed. Ruhai's generation There is no hereditary inheritance, it is established by the imperial examination.

Since there is no title dispute, what is left is nothing more than the family property. The left and right are just asking for a card, and the young heir has nothing to do with it.

Daiyu was startled when she heard this, her face showed some doubts, and she said, "Gusu will not agree."

For Daiyu, she didn't care about those "strangers" who were only related by blood, but she also understood that once she did this, those people in Suzhou would definitely make trouble.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and said softly: "Zi'er, you only need to feel whether it suits your heart, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

They were just making trouble, so they thought he was lying and raised their hands to suppress them.

When Daiyu heard this, her heart relaxed slightly. She understood what the young man meant, which was that her brother was there for everything, and now she only had to make her own decisions.

Although it was a good thing that she could decide the Lin family's property, and she was grateful for her brother's respect for her, if she followed his way, she would definitely cause trouble for her.

At this time, the silent Tanchun smiled, held Daiyu's arm, and said with a smile: "Girl Lin always has an idea, I don't know what girl Lin plans to do."

Daiyu's beautiful eyes rolled at Tanchun, and she felt a little relieved. After a little hesitation, she said softly: "Aunt Liu must also make arrangements."

After all, she is the one who takes care of her father. If she takes the property back with her, how will the lonely Aunt Liu cope with herself?
Shui Rong nodded when he heard the words, and felt more and more happy about Daiyu in his heart. Daiyu was a young lady after all, and she still had the capital to go to, but Aunt Liu was a concubine with no income, and her situation was much worse than that of Lin Daiyu.

Generally speaking, when she encounters an unfashionable mansion, Aunt Liu will probably give her some money and spend it to fend for herself. At her age, and having been a concubine, her life will be difficult and bumpy after leaving.

If she meets someone who is particular, it will be even worse. For the sake of family honor, she will be forced to suffer in a Buddhist nunnery for the rest of her life until the oil is exhausted.

Although Daiyu speaks "sharply" and is short-tempered, she is kind-hearted and will not treat Aunt Liu badly.

After a pause, Shui Rong said: "The heir will be adopted in her name, leave some money and land, and allow her to settle down and live in the Lin family's main house. If she doesn't want to, give her a generous sum of money and let her go. Let her choose."

Daiyu heard this. A flash of light flashed in his bright eyes, and he said softly: "Then just listen to my brother."

After everything was arranged, Shui Rong stopped talking and walked around the back house with Daiyu and Tanchun, and then went to burn a stick of incense in front of Lin Ruhai's soul. (End of chapter)