Red Mansion Beijingwang

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Fengyiting.

In the spacious hall, Yuanchun was sitting on a soft couch, and next to her was Mrs. Wang, who was invited by Shui Rong to be the guest.

At this time, Madam Wang held Yuanchun's hand affectionately, her eyes fell on Yuanchun's bulging belly, her kind face was filled with joy, and she advised: "Big girl, now that you are pregnant, you must be careful about everything and don't worry too much."

What's in this belly is not just a grandson, but also a guarantee for Yuanchun's future, and also a guarantee for the Rongguo Mansion. They cannot be careless, and even Grandmother Jia is concerned about her all the time.

Yuanchun nodded slightly, her bright eyes full of tenderness, and replied, "Mother, I won't worry about it. Don't worry."

She was extremely concerned about the baby in her belly. Not to mention the heavy burden of continuing the family line, without him, she wouldn't be able to hold her head up in the palace.

At this time, Tanchun came over with a cup of fragrant tea and said in a clear voice, "Madam, have a sip of tea to moisten your body first."

Mrs. Wang took the teacup and put it on the small table beside her. She took Tanchun's hand and looked at her intently. She saw that Tanchun was wearing a yellow satin shirt with a cross collar and embroidered pattern, and a white skirt. Her black hair was adorned with a emerald and pearly hairpin. She exuded a heroic spirit from head to toe. Her beautiful face with handsome eyes and fine eyebrows was full of spirit. She couldn't help but smile and said, "It's been a while since we last met. You have become more capable, Third Girl."

Yuanchun smiled and said, "That's right. I'm pregnant and can't take care of things. Now the affairs of the palace are all taken care of by the third girl, and everyone in the palace praises her."

Tanchun smiled and replied, "Big sister has always managed things well, and I am just following her example."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Wang nodded secretly in her heart. Although Tanchun was born to the hated Aunt Zhao, she was sensible and knew her duties, which made her quite fond of her.

Otherwise, when Yuanchun married into the Duke's Mansion, she would not have been chosen as the dowry.

Now it seems that it was a correct decision to let Tanchun marry as a dowry, as it gave Yuanchun a capable and good helper.

After thinking for a while, Mrs. Wang took Tanchun to sit down, patted Tanchun's little hand, and said earnestly: "Third girl, you have to take care of things, but as girls, the master is our world. I am still waiting for your good news."

Yuanchun is pregnant, so she doesn't have to worry about anything. After all, the third girl is Yuanchun's biological sister. If she has a child as soon as possible, it will provide more protection for Yuanchun.

After all, what if it's a girl in the belly!

Tanchun understood what she said. The so-called good news was nothing more than the good news about her elder sister. Tanchun's beautiful face was slightly warmed, and she replied softly, "My daughter knows."

Then again, she did want to, but her brother-in-law had no favor towards her, so what was there to expect?

Thinking of this, Tanchun felt a little disappointed. She knew that, not counting the maids Yingluo and Xiangling in the palace, Keqing and Youshi sisters were all favored by their brother-in-law, and even Baojie had been favored by him.
Hey, she was obviously the one who came first, but Sister Bao is just a little older than her, not that much older!
Yuanchun noticed the strangeness in Tanchun's eyes, and understood it in her heart. She smiled and said, "Mother, please don't make things difficult for the third girl. The prince read some random book somewhere that said that girls are too young to have children."

Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "People of Tanchun's age can only speak as children. Those miscellaneous books are all made up by nerds. How can Your Majesty believe them?"

Yuanchun; "."

Tanchun: "."

What can they say when their mothers complain about their husbands?

What's more, Mrs. Wang was speaking up for them, which left the two of them even more speechless.

Mrs. Wang also came to her senses. Her action was indeed disrespectful to the prince. After coughing lightly, she took Tanchun's hand and said affectionately, "Third girl, I am doing this for your own good. A girl should have children to support her."

Tanchun nodded and said, "My daughter understands."

In fact, Tanchun also understood this truth. After all, girls never go out of the house. Apart from dealing with the small piece of land in the backyard, there is nothing else to do. Having children will provide a guarantee for when they are old and ugly.

If you think about it carefully, although she was frank with her brother-in-law, it was just talk. Her brother-in-law even liked to tease her. She always looked soft and gentle, which was not a big deal.

Especially in recent times, her brother-in-law hasn't come to see her, which makes Tanchun feel that her brother-in-law doesn't like his sister-in-law and is fed up with her.

Seeing this, Madam Wang did not continue to talk about this topic, and said, "Third girl, go and do your thing first. I will talk to the eldest girl."

When Tanchun heard this, she understood that he wanted to have a private conversation with his elder sister, so she tactfully withdrew.

After Tanchun left, Mrs. Wang looked up at Yuanchun, her eyes twinkling, and said, "Girl, when you are pregnant for ten months and the baby is born, you will be complete. The only thing left for me to worry about is Baoyu."

Yuanchun's heart was moved when she heard this. She looked up at Madam Wang and asked, "Mother, are you planning to choose a husband for Baoyu?"

Talking about Baoyu at this time does not seem to be a casual mention.

Mrs. Wang was not surprised that Yuanchun had guessed her intention. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Baoyu is not young anymore. It's time to put marriage on the agenda."

Yuanchun nodded but did not refute. After all, Baoyu was indeed old.

Besides, discussing marriage is not like taking a concubine where you can just pick someone up and bring them to the door in a sedan chair. It requires a set of complicated rituals, which may take at least half a year to a year, or even longer, like Baoqin's marriage to the Mei family in the original novel, which dragged on for several years and finally ended in nothing.

"What does grandma mean by that? Are there any candidates?"

Yuanchun knew that Grandmother Jia loved Baoyu very much, so Baoyu's marriage also needed Grandmother Jia's permission.

Madam Wang raised her eyes to glance at Yuanchun, then sighed and said, "The old lady has long had a crush on Miss Lin and hopes to have a closer relationship."

Yuanchun remained silent when she heard this. Although Grandmother Jia had never said this, one could tell something from her attitude of letting Baoyu and Daiyu get along with each other, so it was not surprising.

Childhood sweethearts are indeed a good match.

But Daiyu thought that she was her husband's sworn brother and sister, but she was her husband's beloved sister, and she didn't believe that he had no hidden thoughts in his heart.

Otherwise, Yuanchun would not have included Daiyu as a backup candidate for the rear house.

After a moment of silence, Yuanchun looked at Madam Wang intently and asked, "What do you mean, mother?"

In fact, Yuanchun also knew that Mrs. Wang did not like Daiyu. Otherwise, there would not have been any such thing as a "golden match" in the Duke's Mansion. In Mrs. Wang's view, Baochai was the right candidate for Baoyu.

But Baochai had long been coveted by someone and became her husband's sister, with her appearance exactly like her husband's.

Now she is sighing and groaning, obviously dissatisfied with Lady Jia's choice, but considering the duties between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, she cannot say much. Now that she is confiding in her, she is probably counting on her for help.

As expected, Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up and she said, "Big girl, now that we are alone, I will not hide it from you. Miss Lin is pretty and I like her, but she is too petty and doesn't have the bearing of a mistress. Besides, Miss Lin has been sickly since she was a child and I'm afraid she won't be able to have children. Our second house is weak and we have to rely on Baoyu to carry on the family line."

Yuanchun looked at Mrs. Wang intently but didn't say anything.

What Mrs. Wang said was all about finding fault with others, and even the dumbest person could understand it.

Daiyu often lives in the palace, and Yuanchun has dealt with Daiyu a lot. She knows that Daiyu's harsh words are mostly directed to people close to her, so it cannot be said that she is petty.

In fact, Daiyu is still a smart person, it just depends on whether she is willing to do it. If she really wants to be the mother of the family, she is more than qualified.

As for her frail health, that is an indisputable fact. With her small body, it seems that she is not able to bear children.

Perhaps, this is one of the things that Mrs. Wang dislikes most about Daiyu.

Just listening to Mrs. Wang's slightly disdainful tone, Yuanchun, even as a daughter, couldn't help but complain secretly. It's true that she loves her younger brother Baoyu, but she is not confused.

Not to mention that Daiyu is stunningly beautiful and has her own charm. Baoyu is, after all, a man from the second wife and has no title. Daiyu, on the other hand, is the daughter of a marquis and, as well as the daughter of a married lady of the Prince of Beijing's mansion. The powerful and wealthy in the capital are eager to marry her, so how could she be despised?

My mother is getting carried away!
"Then does mother have a favorite family?" Yuanchun asked softly, tacitly agreeing with Mrs. Wang's intention.

After all, even if Mrs. Wang intended to marry Daiyu, Yuanchun would not agree to it. It’s not that she disliked Daiyu, but Daiyu basically had someone else. If she was right, the person would be her sister.

At this moment, I just went along with it and followed Mrs. Wang's wishes.

Mrs. Wang understood what she said and smiled. With Yuanchun's support, even if Jia's mother had no intention, it was useless. Finally, the sick girl was driven out. Pursing her lips, Mrs. Wang said, "I'm just thinking about this. You are Baoyu's biological sister. Please help me with this matter."

As the princess of Prince Beijing's Mansion, she only comes into contact with daughters of wealthy and prominent families. If Yuanchun takes the lead, she will definitely be able to find a reliable and virtuous wife for Baoyu. This is what Mrs. Wang is thinking.

Yuanchun frowned, looked intently at Mrs. Wang, and sighed slightly in her heart.

Alas, Baoyu is a treasure at home, but in the circle of Prince Beijing's Mansion, he is really nothing. In addition, Baoyu has a lazy personality, so it is good enough that others do not look down on him.

Only someone like Jia Lian, who has inherited a title, would be looked up to by others.

Seeing the hopeful look on Mrs. Wang's face, Yuanchun couldn't bear to refuse directly. She lowered her eyelashes slightly and replied softly, "I will take it to heart."

Mrs. Wang smiled. This trip to the palace had settled Baoyu's affairs. She felt relieved. After all, Yuanchun was her child, so she was still on her side.
As night fell, a crescent moon hung high in the sky.

Beijing Prince's Mansion, in the study.

At this time, Shui Rong was sitting in front of his desk, flipping through official documents under the bright candlelight. His handsome face was reflected in the orange-yellow light, and a layer of gloom appeared on his face.

At this moment, Tanchun came in. Her bright eyes under her curved eyebrows stared at the focused young man in front of the desk. The young man had a fierce look between his eyebrows, which made the girl's eyes flash. She stepped forward and said, "Brother-in-law."

Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the person who came, and seeing that it was the dashing Tanchun, his brows relaxed, a smile appeared on his face, and he said in a gentle voice: "Third girl, why are you here?"

Tanchun took the jade bowl from the maid, handed it over, and said, "Brother-in-law, the weather is hot, this is the lotus seed soup that my sister had specially chilled, brother-in-law, please have a try."

Shui Rong did not refuse. He took it and drank it, feeling a cool sensation.

Tanchun stood on tiptoe, raised her head and looked at the official documents on the table. Her eyes widened slightly and she immediately understood why her brother-in-law had such an ugly expression on his face. It was because the trial of the new law in Shandong had caused trouble.

Shui Rong didn't care about Tanchun's behavior, because he had allowed Tanchun to read the official documents on the desk before, so Tanchun's behavior was not abrupt.

Putting the jade bowl beside the desk, Shui Rong held Tanchun in his arms. The girl's fragrance lingered in his nose, and the depression in his heart was reduced a little. He said softly: "Third girl, someone died in the new law. What do you think about this matter?"

That’s right, the new law caused deaths. It was nothing more than the gentry and the powerful taking the lead in causing trouble, or even causing civil unrest, which naturally led to the government soldiers suppressing it. And under the suppression, it was natural that people would die.

This matter caused controversy in the court, but fortunately it was suppressed by Emperor Yongkang.

Tanchun leaned in the young man's arms, her bright face slightly warmed, but fortunately she was used to it, so she was not too shy to face others. When her brother-in-law asked about this matter, the girl thought about it for a while before saying: "Throughout the ages, every reform has involved bloodshed. If you survive this difficulty, things will go smoothly in the future."

Shui Rong nodded when he heard this. Just as Tanchun said, if one wants to complete the reform without bloodshed, it will only backfire in the end. Shui Rong knows this very well.

After pinching the girl's chin, Shui Rong lowered his eyes and stared at the girl's bright jade cheeks, and said with a smile: "Our third girl is still knowledgeable and hit the nail on the head."

It is truly a spirited girl for a girl to be able to talk about this matter so calmly. Such masculine spirit made Shui Rong's heart beat fast and he admired Tanchun even more.

The new law will be decided by the imperial court, and there is not much point in him caring about it. It would be better for him to be more helpful.

Tanchun noticed something strange under her, her cheeks slightly reddened, she raised her head, her clear eyes couldn't help but glared at the boy, and said in a gentle voice: "Brother-in-law~"

Young people are always like this, they catch people off guard. They are truly full of youthful vigor.

Shui Rong chuckled when he heard that, raised the hand that was pinching the girl's chin slightly, leaned over and moved towards her lips that looked like peach buds.

On one side, the maidservant was standing with her head down, and out of the corner of her eye she saw her daughter and the prince entangled with each other. Under the orange halo, the soda ash was sparkling with tiny dots, which made the maidservant's heart warm slightly, and the straight hair under her skirt couldn't help but come closer together.

She is no longer an ignorant little girl. How could she ignore such a thrilling scene?

After a while, Tanchun leaned in the young man's arms, her delicate body was already soft, and her bright face was dotted with rosy red, like a gorgeous red rose, bright and charming.

Looking up at the young man, Tanchun blinked her clear and beautiful eyes, and her graceful body moved slightly, as if she was adjusting something.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling that he was stuck in a quagmire and couldn't extricate himself. He could not help but lower his eyes to gaze at the girl's charming face, secretly praising her in his heart.

The third girl is no longer the Wuxia Amon.
Pursing her lips, Shui Rong came forward, her nose filled with the soft fragrance of the young girl, and whispered in her ear, "Third girl, my brother-in-law is a little angry, can you help him?"

When Tanchun heard this, her heart trembled, her bright face burned hot, and she couldn't help but spit in her heart.

What a hot temper! It's always like this.

In the past, Tanchun would have followed her brother-in-law's wishes, but what Mrs. Wang said today made Tanchun have different thoughts.

After hesitating for a while, Tanchun buried her head in the boy's arms and said in a trembling voice, "Brother-in-law, can we be a real couple?"

Shui Rong was startled when he heard this, and he lowered his eyes to look at the quail-like girl, his gaze fixed, and he said softly: "Third girl, you are still young, don't worry, wait until you are of age, and your brother-in-law will love you again."

Although Tanchun was not young in that era, Shuirong felt that she was still a little old. At least they had to reach the age of 15 before they could be real husband and wife.

This is also the final bottom line of water-soluble.

"I'm not little anymore, brother-in-law."

Since Tanchun had said this, with her bold personality she would no longer be shy. Seeing that the young man continued to speak as usual, she took his hand and placed it on her chest, as if to prove herself.

Is she small?
Shui Rong pinched it and felt it was soft. He thought to himself that the third girl had grown up and felt a sense of satisfaction as an elder.

My daughter has grown up, and his contribution is indispensable.

Shui Rong twisted her fingertips gently and said softly, "Third girl, brother-in-law is doing this for your own good."

It is not a good thing to suffer great danger at a young age. If you are not careful, it will cause psychological trauma.

Seeing that the young man had said this, Tanchun knew that it would be out of control if she continued, so she had to give up. She pouted her pink lips slightly, stood up from the young man's arms, reached out to gather the black hair around her ears, gave the young man a glare with her beautiful eyes, and then shrank back under the desk.

Now that things have come to this, I can’t let my brother-in-law hold it in!
Shui Rong leaned back in the chair, his brows furrowed and relaxed as he stared at the paintings on the wall. He thought to himself that Tanchun had grown not only physically but also in her eloquence.

As the wind rolled and the clouds dispersed, Shui Rong saw Shi Shu's guilty look from the corner of his eye. He couldn't help but laugh. After pondering for a while, he suddenly asked, "Shi Shu, where is your young lady now?"

"what?"

Shishu looked at the young man with a flushed face, there was a hint of doubt and surprise between her beautiful eyes and eyebrows, and her heart was filled with confusion.

Isn't the young lady right under the prince's desk now? Why is he asking about her? Could it be that the person under the desk is not the young lady?

Seeing the young man staring at her, with a playful look on his handsome face, the maid's heart was shaken. She lowered her eyes slightly, as if she saw through the yellow rosewood desk. She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and said in a trembling voice, "Miss, Miss is under the desk."

She was sure that it was her own lady.

Shui Rong curved his lips and said, "If you want to see it, come and take a closer look. The king and the third girl are not stingy people.

When the secretary heard this, her heart trembled violently, and her pretty face was full of surprise. She raised her head and looked at the young man with disbelief in her eyes.

What was she supposed to see? Was it the embarrassment of her own daughter? Or the extraordinary heroism of the prince?
"Your Highness, I know I was wrong." The maid knelt on the ground and apologized.

Shui Rong understood what was happening, and waved his hand, saying, "I am not asking for punishment. Come here, I will let you learn something new."

Tanchun: "."

Alas. My brother-in-law's habit of playing tricks on others is still the same as always. (End of this chapter)