Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 13
Youshi didn't dare to speak easily, just looked at Ruhua and pondered for a long time before he weighed it and said: "Since that's the case, I don't want to hide it from the girl, Ruhua's cousin is your brother's favorite person, and I have already asked him for Ruhua." , your brother can't stop begging and has already agreed to him. Now the girl asked me how to deal with it. According to me, it is natural that the beauty of an adult is better. But there is another one, I will serve you for a while in the painting, I am afraid that the girl will not bear it... "

Xichun looked down at the tea leaves in the tea bowl, blowing gently.The tea is the first one, and it has not tasted yet. Some of the tea leaves are still floating on the surface of the water, and some of them are sinking quietly, lying on the bottom of the cup.Xichun saw that the bottom of the cup looked like grass, bushes, and the bottom of the sea, but it was people falling down one after another.Really human!The bottom of the cup is a pile of bones, and after three cups of tea, it becomes a ridge of loess.

There was a chill in my heart.Life is like this, what else is there to bear.Xichun frowned, her eyes darkened, she put down the tea bowl, and said, "Let's just rely on my sister-in-law, what else can I be reluctant to do, the mansion has become more and more miserable in recent years, so many gossips have been poured into my ears, if I don't want to, I'm afraid I won't live that long."

Although the two sisters-in-law and aunts were talking, because of the painting, there were many maids standing underground. Xichun just went straight in, but Youshi's face couldn't hold back. There was a burst of green and red, and he laughed and sighed, explaining the ridicule: "Let's go!" Come on! You can see that the girl is really a cold-hearted person with a cold heart and a cruel heart."

Xichun didn't care about her sarcasm, she stood up and said with a smile: "If it's like my sister-in-law said, I'm down, but unfortunately I can't!" After finishing speaking, she brought a side of tea, asked the maids to see off the guests, and walked back to the room. in the room.

You Shi stared at her back and was so angry that he turned around after a while, and scolded into the painting: "Go, why are you crying, such a cold-hearted and cold-blooded master, you are unlucky to follow!" Please, leave like a wind blowing with someone.

Entering the painting followed Youshi to go out, along the way there were maids saying goodbye, Youshi was so angry that he walked to the front early, and after walking the long bridge over the waterside pavilion, he turned around and looked at the cornices of Nuanxiangwu, and stood silently.

Entering the painting hesitantly stopped, suddenly threw away the burden, turned around and ran towards Nuanxiangwu.They have been together for so long, she can't believe that she has no friendship for her at all.Go back now, there is still time to meet again.He is isolated by the high wall, and the world of mortals is scattered. Who knows when we will see each other again?Maybe wait until the gray hair is gray, maybe never see each other again.

Ru Hua smashed the shadow of the sun and came forward, she stopped on the long bridge.I must be right, the person crying at the window just now must be Xichun.Her window screen is a sky blue soft smoke after rain, against the color of water, it looks the most comfortable, except for her, there is no other person in this room for use.

Xichun also saw her, and when she saw her, her heart was shaken, and she turned around slowly.No more hesitation when entering the painting, and hurried to the house.When I came to Xichun, I was full of enthusiasm because I didn't know how to express it, the flame in my heart dimmed, and I just looked at Xichun and shed tears.

"I know that the girl loves me, protects me, and drives me away, it's also for my future." Ru Hua bowed his head and wept.

"Be careful. If you have difficulties outside, send someone to bring a message. Although I am in a terrible situation, I can help you at least." Xichun stopped her tears, went up to hold her hand and instructed.Although the love is deep, the tone is still light.

How can there be a wound that doesn't affect people's intestines?It's just that she has a deeper understanding, there is a time for going and staying in the world, and when the time comes, she will let go even if she is reluctant.

"Girl take care." Entering the painting, she had to kneel down again.

Xichun stretched out her hand to stop her, and said angrily: "Still kneeling! I have knelt enough in these years. When you get out of this door, I hope you will be at ease. Don't let me down."

"I'm leaving, who will serve the girl?"

"I have my own plan here, you don't have to worry about it."

Ruhua lowered his head and wept, suddenly remembered something, and looked up at her: "Girl, you and Feng...I'll leave that cloak for you, just to think about it."

"No need." Xichun stopped, "I told you it's a reward for you, so you can keep it. If he and I are predestined, we are not in the same artifact." Xichun said, looking at the sky outside, there are floating clouds in the sky Gathering and dispersing is impermanent.

With just a few words, the warm melancholy that had been scattered for many days gathered together again.

——Will he smile like that at others?
What a puzzling question.

Ruhua let go of his hand and ran farther and farther.Xichun's hand was missing, and she stopped in the air with a kind of mournful posture, like a dead orchid.

Feeling cold, but when she opened her eyes, the cloak slipped off, Xichun's heart sank, she quickly grabbed it, and she was a little more secure when she had something substantial in her hand.Just now when she closed her eyes, she dozed off for a while. The scene of Ruhua saying goodbye to her ten years ago was vivid in her memory. Now Ruhua is opposite her. Apart from memories, there is no other force that can pull the past back and forth.However, it was inconvenient for her to look directly at her, and even asking questions seemed abrupt—it was ten years since they met, after all, ten years was enough to turn two familiar people into strangers.They were neither relatives nor relatives, and they insisted on getting involved. It was just the old master and servant ten years ago.

This is a typical delicate and unreliable relationship among many relationships in the secular world.It is especially embarrassing for two people whose identities have changed.Xichun regrets that she got into Ruhua's car.Yes, she was like a spider that has gone astray - entrapped itself in an old dust-web.

Fortunately, at this moment, the coachman yelled, the horse neighed, and the car stopped quickly.Xichun and Ruhua heard each other's sigh of relief at the same time, so they were so embarrassed.The eyes of the two people met, and they both had mocking smiles.Ruhua took Liang'er down, Xichun opened the curtains and looked, the houses outside were tidy and brightly lit.Such a house is naturally no better than Jia's Mansion.The difference between businessmen and officials may lie in such ideas.However, for a person in business, such a specification is also impressive.

Xichun sighed, and put down the curtains, she realized that she was sober in the world, the events of ten years ago were like glass covered with dust, just a light lift of her hand, it was so clear that every detail could be seen.But that's okay after all.There is no second Jia family, no living relatives, some memories in my heart, like a lost bird, the only thing left is the warm feathers on its body.

She still lived in Zhang's mansion, and they treated her well.There were people constantly moving in and out, arranging bedding for her.Ruhua held the clothes in his hands and waited for her to take a bath as before.The bronze mirror reflected the candlelight, and she was still preparing to comb her hair.

However, there was no hair left on her head, and Ruhua picked up the comb, only to realize this fact, and the two of them laughed dumbfounded in the mirror.

……

"Girl, have you become a monk after all?" Ru Hua swallowed with a gloomy expression.

Xichun nodded, picked up the things on the dressing table, very meaningless.Rhino horn combs, jade hairpins, and gold hairpins have nothing to do with her.

However, there was a time when she, like Miaoyu, practiced with hair, and Fanxin was still alive at that time.

Just as some sensitive and sober people predicted, the Jia Mansion was in chaos.First, the death of the concubine Yuan was a court mystery and another story.For the emperor, it was nothing more than the loss of a more beloved concubine, at most a few days of distress, and a few mouthfuls of food.Because it is not easy to think about it for a long time. From the queen mother to the eunuch, everyone will remonstrate regardless of their lives, asking the emperor to put the country's society as the most important thing, and take care of the "dragon body".Such things have happened in the previous dynasty, and the current emperor is a kind of sentimental, he values ​​the world and love, so he should not repeat the mistakes of his predecessors.However, for the Jia family, the impact is like magma surging underground, and the death of the concubine Yuan has serious consequences, especially in this eventful autumn.

The emperor no longer has to worry about the future. He doesn't have to worry about feeling ashamed when he goes to rest with his concubine, and he doesn't even have to think too much about the bed.Started to rectify the Jia family.First came a series of warnings and reprimands, followed by relegation from the position.The ups and downs of the holy will, like huge waves on the sea, lead Jia's mansion into great uneasiness.Jia's mother fell ill, Baoyu and Daiyu's marriage was delayed, and the old lady did not wait for the request she wanted.Mrs. Wang has scheming plans. She is not close to Daiyu, and she prefers Baochai to be her daughter-in-law.At this time, Jia Zheng's career was ups and downs, and he was still in a state of desperation, how to manage the marriage of his children, so he didn't know anything about these struggles in the inner house.

The old lady knew that there was no hope. Seeing that her family property was falling apart, all the struggles turned into ashes, and her illness became more and more serious day by day.Under the pressure of the emperor, the two governments discussed confiscating the Grand View Garden, so that the emperor might recall some old feelings.Although men have made careers since ancient times, now they have to admit the role of women.Jia's family has a tree of rich and noble flowers, which were originally tied lightly at the corner of Yuanchun's skirt.The emotion of the Tang people's sentence "so that the parents of the world will not be reborn as boys but girls" is really inscribed in gold and stone.

In a few days, the decree was approved, and Yuanzi entered the House of Internal Affairs.Everyone moved out one after another.They used to have a big family business, so they didn't think much of it, but now that they are down, Pepsi doesn't feel like they can get along, and they feel cramped and uncomfortable living together, with their heels hitting their heels and their cheeks touching their cheeks.Even the servants at the bottom sighed, how could they be in such an embarrassment without a garden.

Xichun is a person who is aware of current affairs. Seeing that the season is not right, she secretly considers that she is from Dongfu, and other people's branches cannot be taken, so she proposes to move back to Dongfu with Mrs. Wang.Mrs. Wang tried to persuade her to stay a few times, saying that even though she was poor at the moment, she couldn't be short of the girl, but Xichun insisted on going, and Mrs. Wang couldn't keep her, so she had to let it go—her expression was relaxed after all.Xichun only kept it from Jia's mother, and still came to her knees every day to perform her filial piety.It was an eventful autumn, and Yingchun was married.Tanchun promised the prince who was a foreigner, and the official media came to see him. Mrs. Wang had been indifferent for many years, but now she suddenly cheered up.Sister Feng is seriously ill, not to mention the myriad of other miscellaneous things in the house, Mrs. Wang is busy every day just for the matter of exploring the spring, but she doesn't complain of suffering or tiredness.It is only natural for such people to praise her for her virtue.Even those servants who don't know the importance and military affairs know that it's rare for a wife to treat a concubine like this, and Tanchun's biological mother, Aunt Zhao, can't do that.

Naturally, she is experienced. She raised a noble concubine back then, and it is not difficult to train a princess now.Although Tanchun's marriage was not as good as when the concubine Yuan entered the palace, it did add a touch of joy to the weary Jia's mansion.

The busy Mrs. Wang doesn't care much about those false names. As the daughter of a giant eunuch in Jinling and the head wife of Jia's family, everyone's praise and wealth and glory are just a picture of landscape. It is no longer the foundation of her wealth and life, and she no longer pursues it, but only maintains it with her heart.

She often had people call Tanchun, and they were not far away, and both of them shed tears while talking.After all, there are some real feelings, although the feelings contain the meaning of cultivation, and there will be no lack of intention to use them in the future, and they are still sincere. No one will cultivate a person who he thinks is worthless.

The child Tanchun really cares for her, even though she despises her biological mother Aunt Zhao so much.However, she has never clearly expressed her dissatisfaction and disgust towards Aunt Zhao. Even if Jia Zheng stayed in her room and that flirtatious hoof wandered around for several days, she would just ignore it. .Why fight with a leftover material that can't get on the table at all, it doesn't count.This place is no different from the cold and small households outside. There is a monogamous concubine who is busy with the joint house with swords and guns.Besides, Jia Zheng is considered good, he is not a licentious and lustful person, he knows the general situation and the seriousness, and he will never be confused between the main wife and the concubine.

So what if she had a son?It was a useless thing, a two-legged beast, no one would compare him with Baoyu born with jade in his mouth.The only Tanchun who is admired by everyone, a person with potential, is close to her, not her own life is better than her own life, this is another hidden victory for her.She even took away Aunt Zhao's last possible protection and took it under her banner.As long as she keeps herself healthy, if there are any disputes in the future—about property, she will never let the concubine take advantage of them, at most, it will be like feeding dogs.

Tanchun came to see Mrs. Wang, his steps were light and steady, and his expression was both humble and friendly.Mrs. Wang pays attention to Tanchun.The sudden increase in servants and the sudden favor did not make the child look arrogant and restless.She is a calm and generous beauty, like an apricot blossom, with the beauty of a peach blossom but not the frivolity of a peach blossom.

Tanchun greeted Mrs. Wang and called her mother. She cried sweetly and comfortably, and her voice was as pure and clear as honey flowing out.This made Mrs. Wang feel more relieved that she did not choose the wrong person.She held onto her hand, pulled her up, and told everyone to retreat.Tanchun sat close to her, smiling all the time without saying a word, lowered his head for a long time, his eyes were red, and said softly: "Mother's daughter's affairs have been relieved a lot."

At the end of the story, there was a faint weeping sound, and the indistinct gratitude in the words successfully aroused Mrs. Wang's pity, and she was hugged into her arms to comfort her repeatedly, and said many thoughtful words, teaching Tanchun how to deal with complicated human affairs.Tanchun received them one by one, trying to figure it out in his heart.She is a smart person, and she knows everything.Life is alive, parents are born, you have to rely on yourself to be a person, and a person who is full of ingenuity and blooming like a brocade is also made.

It was said that when it was time to pass the meal, the maid came to invite Mrs. Wang to have dinner at Jiamu's place.Mrs. Wang ordered people to resign, and she also asked Tanchun to stay, saying: "You don't want to go, as long as there are Daiyu and Xichun on the left and right." She also ordered the little girl to say to the outside, "Ask the kitchen to make some more. Good food is coming."

Tanchun was startled inwardly, didn't say anything, stood up after a while and said, "I'd better go to my ancestors to ask for Ann before I accompany my mother for dinner." Mrs. Wang looked at her with a little surprise, pondered for a moment, raised her eyebrows and said: "This is the office for you to know. You'd better go and have a face-to-face meeting. It's just very sick there. You are a new and happy person. Don't stay for a long time, lest you get sick, which is not good for your marriage."

"Save it for my daughter." Tanchun smiled and took the order.

Walking out of the house and being blown by the cold wind, her footsteps could not help but pause, and Tanchun peeked at Mrs. Wang through the window on the veranda.I don't feel it in the room, but when I come out, I feel that the room is very dark.The flowers in the vase by the window are not fresh at all, like corpses with arms and legs stuck in the vase.Mrs. Wang was lying on her side, thinking that she was tired just now, and Yu Chuan'er was beating her legs.The golden Buddha in the altar on the wall sat with lowered brows and lowered eyes, the cigarettes were scattered, and his expression became more ethereal and unpredictable.

When Mrs. Wang moved in the room, both Yu Chuan'er and Tan Chun were startled.Heart sank, Tanchun didn't dare to stay any longer, and hurried to Jia Mu's side.

Tanchun is now a princess waiting to be married, and she is much more dignified than other girls. Before she went to Jiamu, someone reported it to Jiamu.The mandarin ducks lead people to pick them up, and open the curtain to go in.

The room looked deserted. This desertedness was indescribably desolate. Although there were many people, there was a sense of desolation.Tanchun comforted himself, maybe it was because Baoyu was not there and many people left.Tanchun secretly rejoiced that he had come. There were only Xichun and Daiyu in front of Jiamu's bed.One is deserted and the other is sick.Although Li Wan is here, how can she be as bright as Sister Feng?Taking care of things is stable and not chaotic, but he always takes care of things and has no interest in doing things.

When everyone saw her, they all came to pay respects.When Jia Mu heard the noise, she opened her eyes and saw her, with a lively smile on her face, she beckoned, "Third girl, come here."

Tanchun approached, secretly laughing at Mrs. Wang for retreating too early. The old lady is in good spirits, and she doesn't seem to be going to report to the west at any moment.Now I don't want to be perfunctory, it's too cold.

"Come and see me..." The old lady looked at her with clear eyes, stretched out her hand to stroke her hair, and said with great relief, "What a good boy." Tanchun knelt down and let the old lady caress her.The old man's fingers fluttered, and the feeling of caressing her face was like a dead branch gently shaving her face.When people get old, not only their bodies wither and grow old, but their movements also become bleak.

"Grandma..." She couldn't help crying.The old lady is the one who really treats her well.It was she who valued her first, and then Mrs. Wang's attention and attention.She is the Buddha in the shrine, the true God of Jia Mansion, without her protection, perhaps there would be no good days for these people who have not known the sufferings of the world for decades.

"You go." Jia Mu said suddenly, her fingers stopped cruising at the same time and drooped down.Tanchun suddenly felt even more uneasy, she couldn't lack this affection, she longed for touch and caress, longing for it forever.Those little movements were like silk and water, wrapping her loosely or softly, making her feel like a person in love.

She raised her eyes, looked anxiously at her grandmother, tears fell down even bigger, and shook her head.

"You go!" The old lady looked at her seriously, and said again, obviously not because she was tired that she was asked to leave.

Tanchun remained silent, she thought the old man must have something to say.

"Let's go, you are a new and happy person, don't stay for long, lest you get sick, which is not good for your marriage."

Tanchun was startled: "This..." She turned to look at Xichun and Daiyu.They all lowered their heads and wiped their tears with handkerchiefs.She had to deal with it by herself, "No, I beg my ancestors not to say such things. If it is because of this, Tanchun would rather not marry!"

"That's not to say, third girl, among the girls in our family, you are the first one who is shrewd and ambitious. Although the marriage is far away this time, it is a good opportunity for you. As a girl, you can only go out like this. If your in-law’s family is doing well, it means you have made a career. Being a princess is what you deserve, and Jia’s ancestors have spirits. Perhaps these people, including Baoyu, will depend on you to take care of them in the future.”

Although Tanchun was crying, his expression was serious.These were not casual gossips, and she naturally heard that Jia's mother wanted to ask Gu.Whether it is or not, this time, the old lady entrusted her as a person who can be independent and reliable.This cheered her up. From Jia Mu to Mrs. Wang, her ability was finally evaluated and recognized fairly by the whole family.

"My lord has already promised me, and I have requested with the emperor to let my father and Baoyu, who were exiled from far away, come back as soon as possible. Tanchun will definitely do it. Please rest assured, the ancestors, taking care of your health is the most important thing." Tanchun knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

Hearing the word "Baoyu", others can do it. Daiyu has been crying so much that her face is pale and her breath is short of breath, sobbing and choking.Li Wan hugged her and comforted her softly.

Mother Jia glanced at Daiyu.Her composure is astonishing, even the catastrophe of Concubine Yuan's death and ransacking her home could not shock her, not to mention the harmless relegation later.Baoyu is hurting to the bone, but in the current chaos, it is impossible to make her lose her composure like Daiyu.

For smart people, time is the best yeast, day after day, people's intelligence is brewed into wisdom.

(End of this chapter)