Brother Rong of Red Mansion

Chapter 44 Night Walk in Brocade (Overhaul)
  "Sister, I was joking, but it's just a matter of dissipating the stuffiness in the room."

Jia Rong said with a mischievous smile.

"Brother, don't take it seriously!" Gu Pan'er said sternly: "The cold wind at night is the most harmful to people. There is that reckless guest who doesn't know what's going on. After having fun with my sister, he is sweating all over and is in a hurry to cool down. So he forcefully opened the window pane, but my sister refused to listen. What happened in the end? In just one night, I contracted the cold and became seriously ill. Within half a month, I was dead. Others didn't know the inside story, but they scolded me. He is ruthless and harms others. Do you think he is unjust?"

"Oh? The cold wind is so strong this night? Then I have to be careful." Jia Rong smiled half-heartedly, and a cold light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

He seemed to have found a way to kill people without spilling blood.

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  Jia Rong came over with a smile on her face, reached out to grab Gu Pan'er's jade hands, and threw her straight into the brocade tent.

"Good sister, you said before that you would sing a little song for me, but you don't know when you will fulfill it?"

Jia Rong said with a smile.

"Oh! Don't worry, brother, I will sing it for you right now. I wonder if you want to listen to "Hanging Branches", "Tenderness", "Folk Song", or "Youxian Cave"?"

In the brocade tent, Gu Paner smiled sweetly and talked sweet words to Jia Rong, which made Jia Rong very happy.

"Let's sing "A Letter" first."

Jia Rong pondered, and only said another ditty in his memory.

"it is good."

Gu Pan'er smiled sweetly, then turned over and sat up, gently raised her voice, and began to sing loudly.

"On the bed, next to the pillow, there is a pair of jade hands holding golden lotuses. My body moves, my legs tremble, and I feel faint and sore for a while. I call my brother and play slowly, waiting for the girl to pass the test. He is handsome and sweet, and the little girl shows mercy to you. ."

Gu Paner sang with a melodious voice and danced gracefully. Jia Rong's eyes lit up and she couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Brother, do you still want to listen? There are still a few songs here at Nu's house." Gu Pan'er smiled cleverly and asked Jia Rong's opinion.

"Of course, sing it quickly." Jia Rong urged.

Gu Pan'er chuckled and immediately sang softly.

"Red silk quilt, ivory bed, hugging Keyi Lang in my arms. The lover sleeps, takes off his clothes, spits out the sugar on the tip of his tongue. Calls brother, play slowly, don't wake up my mother. Handsome man, handsome man, haircut Don’t forget to burn incense.”

Gu Pan'er's little singing was indeed extraordinary.

Jia Rong was so mesmerized that she couldn't help but shake her head, immersed in the artistic conception of Gu Pan'er's slang ditty.

But Gu Pan'er wasn't over yet, and at Jia Rong's request, she continued to sing "Guangzhi'er".

But here we see: Gu Pan'er is wearing a high bun, her eyebrows are downcast, revealing a bit of majesty, and her eyes are benevolent, just like the compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva who has walked into the world to save stubborn idiots.

But what is unexpected is that the sutras sung by such a holy and solemn female Bodhisattva always challenge Jia Rong's imagination.

"Great tune!"

Jia Rong's eyes lit up and she couldn't help stroking her hands in admiration.

But listen to Gu Pan'er singing: "The beautiful enemy held the slave outside the window, bit the slave's pink cheeks in one bite, and untied the fragrant belt with both hands. Brother, wait a moment, I'm afraid someone will come. After a while, there will be no one, You can untie your belt as you wish."

Gu Pan'er's slang ditty is antique, it is classical music that Jia Rong has never heard before, and she can't help but be immersed in it.

After a few breaths, the slang ditty was finished, and the two of them were laughing and talking sweetly, just like a couple in love.

Gu Pan'er smiled sweetly, and under Jia Rong's surprised gaze, she took out many equipment and treasures that only appeared in ancient books. Almost everything opened Jia Rong's eyes and made her secretly excited, as if she had seen a new world.

Jia Rong admired the classical illustrated novels and the pictures of beautiful maids, and then looked at the bronze mirror at the head and foot of the bed. Everything made Jia Rong's eyes widen and her blood boiled with excitement.

Not long after, the sound of Gu Paner's reading aloud came from the brocade tent. Every word is clear to the ears, making the voice immersive. Listening to the sound of reading, Jia Rong felt as if his soul had been washed and sublimated, entering a world of meditation.

Even the little girl in the green dress in the green sarong couldn't help but feel envious while listening to her wife reading aloud.

"Madam, you are so amazing. You can actually read every word. The change of breath in each word is so easy and effortless. When did I have such singing skills?" The little girl in green skirt thought silently, her eyes Show expectation.

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  The remaining candles flickered, lovers murmured, the waves in their eyes flowed like smoke, and the rain beat on the banana fans.

How can light wine and light clothes stand up to the cold snowy night? It is said that one farewell and two kindnesses, the song ends and everyone parted ways, just say that life is short.

The brocade tent fell into a long period of calm, and the beautiful woman on the pillow was sleeping soundly, her face full of exhaustion. Jia Rong was worried, but couldn't sleep. He only opened his eyes, looking at the roof of the brocade tent, his mind was filled with mist, and murderous intent occasionally loomed in his mind.

Jia Rong is hesitant, hesitant to do a "big thing".

This idea suddenly arose in him and took root in his heart, becoming more and more clear.

Even after struggling for so long, he didn't fall asleep. Instead, he became more and more awake and irritable.

Suddenly, Jia Rong gritted his teeth and turned over to sit up.

Under the dim candlelight, Jia Rong rustled, picked up her clothes and put them on again.

After being fully dressed, Jia Rong slowly walked out of the inner hall, but woke up the waiter in the blue sarong.

"Master, where are you going?"

The little girl in green skirt came forward, with a hint of secret excitement in her tired eyes.

There were guests tonight, and she was already alert. Jia Rong has extraordinary physical strength and has been struggling for so long. It also disturbed her so much that she couldn't sleep, so she could only endure it. Now there was movement in the back hall, and she woke up immediately and hurriedly came out to greet it.

"Shh, just go to sleep and I'll go out for a walk."

Jia Rong made a silent gesture and whispered to comfort the little girl in the green skirt.

After hearing this, the little girl in the green skirt said: "Master, it's already so late, and the sisters are all asleep. If you're not happy, just take it out on me. My slave's money is only two taels of silver, so go ahead with me." Stealing fragrance and jade is much less common.”

Jia Rong listened to the little girl in the green skirt, but didn't explain much. She just took out a golden barley seed from her sleeve pocket and threw it to her, and comforted her: "You can go to bed by yourself."

After receiving Jin Baozi, the little girl in the green skirt had nothing to say. She gave her a gentle Wanfu salute, then turned around and went back to the small blue sarong couch to sleep.

Jia Rong took a deep breath, walked out of the outer hall, opened the door and walked out of Gu Paner's house, and came to the railing verandah.

Perhaps because of the snow tonight, the air in the veranda is much colder than in the boudoir. When Jia Rong came out of the room, a cold wind blew, which made Jia Rong shiver, but her eyes became brighter and her thinking became clearer.

Colorful glazed palace lanterns hang under the eaves of the second floor, reflecting the bright lights in the building. There were faint sounds of whimpering coming from some private rooms. It was such a romantic place!
  "Master, what are your orders?"

At this moment, Jia Rong alerted the turtle slave on the verandah. Someone walked over with excitement on his face, his footsteps silent, bowed his head and asked.

The salivating look in his eyes was like a wild dog looking at flesh and bones, glowing green in the dark night.

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PS: It was suddenly blocked. I changed it again and again, but it still couldn't pass. I had no choice but to cut out some of the content that should be there. If it's "out of character" and doesn't match the content, I'm sorry again, there's nothing I can do about it.

(End of this chapter)