Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 153 Mrs. Zhen and Qingmei’s reliance

When the silkworm is dead, the silk will be exhausted, and the torch will turn into gray and tears will begin to dry.

I don’t know how long.

When the clouds and rain began to subside, Jia Rong comforted Mrs. Zhen and murmured in a low voice, "Don't worry, I will be good to Xiangling. When she grows up, I will give her a house to show her respect..."

A night of hard work finally paid off.

Even the tired Mrs. Zhen couldn't help but open her eyes and glance at him.

"As long as you are good to Yinglian, I will rely on you in everything."

"I know."

The two of them whispered to each other and fell asleep.

******

The next morning.

She thought she would live in the country forever.

Qingmei can naturally figure out why.

"Ah."

In this huge Ningguo Mansion, there is hope for living.

"Sir, madam, it's time to wake up."

Mrs. Zhen just pretended not to notice, washed her hands and face, and then sat in front of the mirror to dress up.

Qingmei pushed the two of them.

He only carried the hot water back to the main room and went into the boudoir to call Jia Rong and Mrs. Zhen.

Since the decline of the Zhen family, she has been traveling around with her mistress and has never had a stable life.

Qingmei was very calm.

Qingmei rustled through her clothes and tucked Jia Rong and Mrs. Zhen into bed. She then got out of bed, filled the bucket, opened the hot water and washed herself, and was busy for a while.

But I didn't expect that there would be a bright future.

"The kitchen sent a few buckets. If there are not enough, we will send them." Qingmei was helping Jia Rong get dressed, but Jia Rong was dishonest and wandered around her body, making Qingmei scream.

Qingmei woke up early and saw Jia Rong still sleeping with Mrs. Zhen in her arms. Thinking of the absurdity last night, she couldn't help but blush, but she also felt a sense of happiness and security.

The servant girl who brought the water looked at her without the disdain and ridicule of the past. Instead, she smiled brightly and became a little more respectful.

Mrs. Zhen was very tired. She yawned and stood up. Qingmei helped her get dressed. When she put on her small clothes and got off the bed, she walked to the basin and was surprised, "Is there hot water today?"

Because the hot water from the kitchen was delivered very early, this was a treatment that Qingmei had never had before.

She slowly climbed up and pulled away from Jia Rong's broad arms. Jia Rong opened her eyes slightly, and then quickly closed them again.

Sure enough, the news that Jia Rong slept here could not be hidden from others.

Being a slave in the house is quite normal.

When she came to Ningguo Mansion, although her living standard had improved, Qingmei still felt insecure. It wasn't until last night that she became Jia Rong's woman and she felt that she had support.

"Master, it's time to get up."

Finally, Jia Rong got up, and Qingmei helped him put on his small clothes. When he got off the kang, Mrs. Zhen turned around and said, "Shall I take a bath and eat here, or go back to Ning'an Hall?"

"Go back." Jia Rong said with a smile, "You two are clumsy, do you know how to wash people's bodies? Xiangling is better, it is comfortable to wash your tender hands and feet."

What a scoundrel!

Qingmei was silent after hearing this, and Mrs. Zhen was speechless after hearing this.

"Master, Yinglian is still young..."

She turned around and looked at Jia Rong worriedly, fearing that Jia Rong would harm her daughter now.

"Don't worry, I know what's going on."

Jia Rong smiled lightly.

Mrs. Zhen had no choice but to get up and walk to the clothes rack, took off Jia Rong's clothes and put them on with Jia Rong.

She would never win a quarrel with Jia Rong.

Because Jia Rong never left Xiangling, he deliberately provoked her.

Occasionally, just for fun, Mrs. Zhen would echo him a few words, but most of the time, she was frightened.

Because Jia Rong is so crazy, it's not strange to do anything.

Not long after, Jia Rong was dressed neatly, and Mrs. Zhen's master and servant briefly wiped her hands and face. Jia Rong opened the door curtain and walked out of the east wing majestically.

There were many servant girls taking care of things in the yard. When they saw Jia Rong coming out of the east wing, they hurriedly saluted and said hello.

"Yes." Jia Rong nodded lightly and walked away.

Mrs. Zhen and Qingmei, however, stood at the door of the main room like concubines, watching Jia Rong leave.

The master and servant just pretended not to notice the looks cast by the people in the courtyard.

Whether it was a warm smile or cold teasing and sarcasm, they just pretended not to see it.

Anyway, just live your life well.

They can't care about the rest.

Anyway, under Jia Rong's strict military law, they only dared to talk in private and did not dare to fart outside.

******

Along the way, the servants, women and girls who met him on the road all bowed respectfully to him.

Jia Rong Shi Shiran returned to Ning'an Hall.

The back house of Ning'an Hall has two main rooms, the east and the west.

The east is superior and the west is inferior. The two main rooms in the east wing are for Jia Rong. There are six girls in them, including Mei Xiang, Chuntao, Cai Wei, Xiang Ling, and Huamei in the lower courtyard wing.

The two rooms in the west wing are Qin Keqing's residence, with Ruizhu, Baozhu and the six newly added girls.

These are two teams of male and female hosts.

Most of the time, Jia Rong would spend the night in Qin Keqing's room.

But occasionally, he would rest in the east wing, accompanied by a few of his personal maids.

For example, now, when Jia Rong returns to Ning'an Hall, he does not go to see Qin Keqing. Instead, he goes back to the east wing first and lets the four girls Mei Xiang, Chuntao, Caiwei and Xiang Ling wait for him to take a bath.

In the middle hall, Chuntao played with the wind wheel, picked weeds to burn incense, and when Mei Xiang helped Jia Rong undress, she unexpectedly got a little helper.

The fragrance on the robe is very strong, and the plum fragrance only needs to be smelled closely to know who it belongs to.

Jia Rong deliberately asked Xiang Ling to help, but he was really a bad seed.

Thinking of this, Mei Xiang couldn't help but roll her eyes.

After taking a comfortable hot bath, her tiredness faded away, Jia Rong changed her clothes and went to the yard to practice the eight Vajra exercises and collect the Shaoyang energy between heaven and earth.

After practicing the eight steps of Vajra Kung Fu, Jia Rong worked hard again, lifting stone locks, firing hard bows, and dancing with swords.

In the blink of an eye, a year has passed.

Jia Rong's current strength is astonishing. He can draw a 30-power hard bow. He can be called a fierce man who can forcefully draw a three-stone hard bow.

This is his confidence to fight on the battlefield.

After practicing kung fu for a while, Jia Rong went back to the east wing to take a shower, changed clothes, and went to see Qin Keqing.

As early as when Jia Rong was practicing martial arts in the courtyard, Qin Keqing had been watching from the corridor from a distance, but about last night...she pretended not to know and did not interfere. She still smiled sweetly and was as gentle as ever.

Join hands with Qin Keqing to wake up the You family.

When You saw Jia Rong, she didn't say much.

Because she herself had nothing to do with Jia Rong, she had no reason to accuse him.

After waking up Youshi, Jia Rong returned to Ning'an Hall to spread the meal, and then went to the south hall to handle business. About three o'clock in the afternoon, a servant reported, "Sir, Mrs. Liu Sanniang is waiting for you outside the door. "

"Please quickly—" Jia Rong's eyes lit up.

Not long after, a beautiful woman walked into the hall. She was about twenty-seven or eighty years old. She was dressed in green clothes and had her hair tied in a bun. Her beautiful eyes were bright and she smiled sweetly.

"My dear Mrs. Liu, please pay your respects to me."

When Mrs. Liu entered the hall, she gave Jia Rong a blessing ceremony. She was not as respectful as others, and just walked into his arms.

Jia Rong hugged her in his arms and kissed her hard.

"Is the matter with Heng Tai Feng settled?"

Mrs. Liu smiled and said, "Today I brought a few boxes of goods, and I was about to show them to you."

After that, he took out a discount bill from his sleeve.

Jia Rong unfolded it and took a look. What was recorded on it were hairpin jewelry, jade bracelets and rings, rouge and gouache, scented purses, pink silk fans, kite flowers, and various sundries from her daughter's home.

"Yeah, not bad." Jia Rong smiled and nodded, patting Mr. Liu's butt, "Let's go, today is your home court. I opened Huifang Garden for you to set up a stall."

"Thank you very much, Master..." Mrs. Liu's eyebrows were full of joy, she twisted her waist and rubbed against Jia Rong, "I have been busy doing the things assigned by Master during this period, and my muscles and bones are all stiff."

"Haha, after this matter is finished, I will relax your muscles and bones in the evening." Jia Rong laughed proudly, and first asked Mrs. Liu to go to Huifang Garden to prepare, and then ordered someone to call the female relatives of Ning Mansion.

(End of this chapter)