Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 100 Lin Daiyu

Jia Min has been dead for more than 20 days, and most of the relatives and officials who should come to pay homage have already finished.

The door of the Lin Mansion saw Jia Rong coming from a distance. She was wearing a plain robe with a gold belt, and her chest patch was a tiger and leopard patch with a third-grade military rank. Salute and say hello.

Jia Rong nodded and sent someone to deliver a memorial ceremony to indicate his identity.

"It turns out that Uncle Xiao Rong from Ningguo Mansion has arrived!" Menzi was surprised, "Hurry up and invite us inside. The master and the young lady are both in the back hall."

Entering the Lin Mansion, Jia Rong was led by his disciples straight to the mourning hall in the garden.

The Lin Mansion is very large, and a garden has been built in the left courtyard. It is a typical Yangzhou garden, with many rockeries and rocks, surrounded by a quiet lake, and surrounded by corridors and pavilions. It looks like the elegance of the south of the Yangtze River, but also adds the magnanimity of the north.

Walking through the rockery stone path, you come face to face with a loft, which is tall and wide and has three floors. Fifty eminent monks and Taoists were placed on each side of the building, reciting sutras and paying homage to the deceased Jia Min.

Jia Rong walked into the attic hall, which was decorated as a mourning hall. There was no one around the hall except for the servants. There were wealthy businessmen and scholars coming in and out, burning paper and crying for Jia Min.

Just when Jia Rong was kneeling on the futon, burning paper and crying in front of Jia Min's coffin. Behind the embroidered screen on the west side of the coffin, there was a sudden rustling sound, followed immediately by the sound of childish cries. And behind the rosewood screen on the left side of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing plain clothes and linen scarf, 'light mourning clothes', suddenly came out.

This is Lin Ruhai and his daughter in the back hall. When they learned that Jia Rong came to cry and offer sacrifices, they came over from the back house.

"Old aunt, wuwuwu..."

In front of the mourning hall, Jia Rong knelt on the futon and couldn't help but beat the ground and cried loudly.

While crying, she told how Jia Min was nice to him when she was a girl, how she took care of him, gave him the long-lost maternal love, and so on.

Listening to Jia Rong's wails, everyone in the mourning hall had sore noses and red eyes. They were infected by this sad atmosphere and couldn't help but cry together.

Especially Lin Ruhai and his daughter, after learning about the "deep connection" between Jia Rong and his wife (mother), they became even more close to Jia Rong.

Lin Ruhai had met Jia Rong when she was young, and knew that when his wife was a girl in Xifu, she was always followed by a group of children.

Indeed, he took great care of the brothers Jia Lian and Jia Zhu of the West Mansion, and Jia Rong and Jia Qiang of the East Mansion, and loved them very much.

So, listening to Jia Rong's cry, Lin Ruhai's eyes were filled with tears, and the memory in her mind regressed, as if she had returned to her youth and "saw" an elegant girl studying in the garden again.

That was Jia Min's innocent appearance as a girl.

Thinking of his late wife's young face and the "bits and pieces" of his life over the years, Lin Ruhai's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, and he started to choke and cry in the mourning hall.

Lin Ruhai was like this, and Lin Daiyu, who was sitting behind the embroidered screen, was even more unbearable.

Hearing her mother's "gentle stories" when she was young, Lin Daiyu seemed to feel her mother's presence again, and imagined an innocent girl in her mind, which was what her mother looked like when she was young.

"Mother, wuwuwu..." Lin Daiyu wiped her tears and couldn't help crying loudly.

And for Jia Rong, this strange "nephew", he couldn't help but feel close to him. He couldn't help wiping his tearful eyes, looking at the young man looming behind the embroidered screen, and thought to himself, "So he is my mother." The one who brought me up since childhood..."

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Jia Rong burned paper and cried in the mourning hall for a while, which earned a lot of tears from Lin Ruhai and his daughter. The servants behind him came up one after another to exhort and comfort, telling Jia Rong and Lin Ruhai and his daughter to take care of themselves and not to lose their strength by crying.

Jia Rong stopped crying, bowed three times to Lin Ruhai, bowed her hands and said, "Old uncle, my grandnephew is unfilial. He came late and couldn't see my old aunt for the last time."

"This is also your great-aunt's fate." Lin Ruhai shook her head and asked, "Have your father and Brother Qiang been buried?"

"Yes." Jia Rong nodded, "They were all buried in the ancestral tombs of Qinglong Mountain."

"Alas, it's a pity Brother Qiang." Lin Ruhai sighed, "In the past few years, all provinces and prefectures have been reporting disasters. Even the people along the canal have been affected, and more and more water bandits have come out to rob ships. . Officials who entered Beijing were harassed many times, and some were robbed and killed. His Majesty issued orders to reprimand him several times, and even changed the governor of water transportation, but nothing improved."

Lin Ruhai sighed with emotion, talked about political affairs, comforted Jia Rong a few words, and then raised his hand to lead Jia Rong to see Lin Daiyu. "Let's go and see your little aunt." Lin Ruhai led Jia Rong and walked behind the embroidered screen and saw a little girl.

However, at the age of six or seven, she looks exactly like a little beauty. Although her body and face are timid, she has a naturally romantic attitude.

But see: Two eyebrows that look like frowning but not frowning, a pair of eyes that look like happiness but not joy. The state of mind gives rise to the worry of two dimples, and the disease of tenderness attacks the whole body. Tears a little, panting slightly. Quietness is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, action is like a weak willow supporting the wind. The heart is one more orifice than the stems, and the disease is like Xizi, which is three points better.

Jia Rong has an unparalleled appearance and rare beauty, and the scholarly aura about her body blows away the tackiness of Jia Rong. Make him feel affectionate unconsciously.

"My nephew Jia Rong pays my respects to Aunt Lin."

Jia Rong saluted respectfully.

"Get up quickly." Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Rong carefully and saw:

Wearing a black gauze hat, a white silk robe, a leather belt at the waist, and soap boots on the feet, the tiger and leopard patch on his chest shows his illustrious martial arts, indicating his status as a third-grade military attaché.

In particular, Jia Rong has a tall and straight figure, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and a graceful manner, but he also exudes a heroic spirit. Lin Daiyu's heart skipped a beat when she looked at him. He was such a handsome young man, so lovable!

"Such a handsome young man was raised by his mother."

Lin Daiyu's eyebrows showed closeness and admiration, and she ordered Jia Rong to stand up. Just as she was about to chat a few more words, she suddenly turned pale and couldn't help coughing. She held the handkerchief in her hand and turned her head to cover half of her face.

"Cough, cough, cough."

In an instant, Lin Ruhai and Lin Daiyu's nanny and maid all became nervous.

He quickly took a 'Ginseng Yangrong Pill' and ate it with Lin Daiyu. Her pale face gradually returned to rosy, and her coughing stopped.

"You are not in good health. You cried a lot today and lost your vitality. Go back and rest quickly." Seeing Lin Daiyu recover, Lin Ruhai's face was full of kindness, and she quickly advised her, and let her nanny and maid help her away.

"Old uncle, Aunt Lin seems to have some deficiencies?" Jia Rong asked.

"Yes, she has been sick since she was born. No matter how many doctors she asked for pulse diagnosis, she could not get better. When she was three years old, a mangy monk suddenly came and offered her a recipe for 'Ginseng Yangrong Pills'. I took a few pills but the effect was good, so I grew up safely."

As he said this, Lin Ruhai couldn't help but shake his head and let out a long sigh, showing a bit of sadness.

The Lin family was originally not prosperous. Lin Ruhai married a wife and had children, but his eldest son died at the age of three.

Lin Daiyu was left with only one biological daughter, but she was also sick in her womb. She was sick all day long, sad for spring and autumn, and always shed tears.

Now, even his wife has died of illness.

How will he, Lin Ruhai, and his orphan girl survive in the future...

At this moment, Jia Rong said in a deep voice, "I saw just now that when Aunt Lin coughed, her face was pale, but her cheeks were red, as if she had applied powder or blush. This is the most obvious sign of yin deficiency." The cough sound is also low and weak, which is another sign of lung qi deficiency.

"The syndrome of yin deficiency lies in the loss of blood deficiency. As the saying goes: Qi is the commander of blood, and blood is the mother of Qi. In addition to spleen deficiency, Aunt Lin should also have problems with insufficient heart and blood, insufficient liver blood, and insomnia at night.

"I also happen to know a little bit about the 'Ginseng Nourishing Pills'. It is mainly composed of the 'Siwu Decoction' that nourishes blood and the 'Sijun Decoction' that nourishes qi. This is what was written in the "Taiping Huimin Hejiju Prescription" of the former Song Dynasty. The prescription. Although it is said to 'replenish both qi, blood, yin and yang, mind and spirit', it still has to be dialectically prescribed.

"Aunt Lin has a congenital deficiency. The first thing she needs to do is to take care of her mood and the weakness of her spleen and stomach.

"At this time, if her qi stagnation, liver stagnation, and spleen deficiency are not resolved, she will try to replenish her blood. This will only lead to stagnation of qi and blood, and her ability to absorb nutrients will be even worse. If this continues, her body will not only not get better, but will become worse and worse. Weak. Not to mention treating the symptoms but not the root cause, it was actually the indiscriminate use of tiger and wolf medicine that cost Aunt Lin her life..."

When Lin Ruhai heard this, he was shocked and exclaimed: "Brother Rong, do you still understand medicine?

(End of this chapter)