Alternative Telling of Dream of Red Mansions: Cherishing Spring

Chapter 36: Yefeiye (4)
Xichun also had no sleep that night.She had a conflict in her heart, she had only been to Feng's house for a few days, but it was a kind of atmosphere to look at the strict rules and regulations in this house with a cold eye.At this time, it's neither like she was at home when she was a young lady, nor like she was an aunt when she was in Chen's house.Although it was unavoidable to be careful and difficult at that time, after all, there was a title and status, like a person having a place to stand on, but now it is better, the whole person is placed on the bed and has no place to stand.It's fine if you don't feel attached to this man in your heart, but it's distressing to be attached to him.

She glanced at the sleeping man beside her, stretched out her hand to caress his face and sighed silently. Although she knew that he was a good man, it was a pity that a good man was not as good as heaven.Obviously, he doesn't have the strength for her to rely on completely.He didn't clear up any of the external troubles and internal troubles, and it was easier said than done to take her away with only his passion?

Feng's father and Feng's mother's words hit hard on their hearts.Xichun is more sober than Feng Ziying, and the political sensitivity of the children of the aristocratic family has been revived in her body.She knew that the situation would not allow him to escape easily, and she knew better that Yuchan would come back after all.Once Yuchan comes back, how will she deal with herself?The only person who is slightly reliable in this mansion is Ruhua, but how can Ruhua have the ability to protect himself?She had to figure out how to protect herself.

Xichun remembered that during the day the three of them talked about Miaoyu's return to vulgarity, and that Miaoyu became a concubine. She didn't believe it at first, but what they said was true, not like a fabrication, so she couldn't help but not believe it.Thinking back carefully now, Xichun thinks it is not impossible. Miao Yuyuan is also a bit strange. Whether there is an illness or something hidden, if Miaoyu doesn't tell, no one will know the truth.

According to Feng Ziying, the person Miaoyu is following is Chen Yejun, who is also a son of a family, and he is still acquainted with him. "Miaoyu, how are you doing now?" Xichun murmured to herself, and smiled wryly in her heart. Everyone was a withdrawn person who never thought that they would end up in the same direction by different routes, and even end up in the same way.Xichun vaguely feels that Miaoyu is a body outside of her body, and He Zengjie wants to be clean, and the sky may not be empty. Now she really understands Miaoyu's loneliness.Therefore, she believes that Miaoyu will marry someone, and it is also possible to be a concubine.

Xichun recalled the past, when Miaoyu sent a note to Baoyu, she was laughed at afterwards by herself, laughing at her undying heart and too many entanglements, how can she prove the way like this?But thinking about it now, the arrogance and self-satisfaction back then was really shallow, like someone who never got it clamoring not to be afraid of losing it.She treats herself far less sincerely and calmly than Miaoyu.

Miaoyu stepped out of the cold and plunged into the bustling world, which is another kind of cultivation experience, like a weaving girl weaving brocade, only I know how seamless she will be, Chen Yejun may be just a machine shuttle.Xichun closed her eyes, at this moment she was able to see herself clearly, she wanted to get away from the bustle, but unfortunately it was hard to make a decision, and it was even more difficult, when things came to an end, she was never less worried than Miaoyu.

Xichun tossed and turned beside Feng Ziying—grabbing or letting go of this man's hand was a nerve-wracking matter.If she wants to weave the heavenly clothes, it seems to be more difficult than Miaoyu.

With Zhang Youshi's medical skills as guarantee, and Xichun taking good care of her, although Feng Ziying's health is not well, she is already struggling to meet her duties. Royal affairs cannot be delayed, even if she is a capable and close minister, she dare not be too presumptuous.At this time, it has been more than a month since his last errand, although the fourth master is there to take care of him, word has been spread many times that Feng Ziying is still taking care of the errand, it is not safe after all, Feng's father has been worried for a long time, and he heard that he is in good health, and sent someone to see him.

The servants went to the back garden to pass the message. Feng Ziying had finished dressing and was being washed and washed by Xichun. When he saw someone passing the message, he looked out the window to see the bright sky, frowned and said, "When did the master get up? Why is it so?" Morning." Because of the cool wind blowing in through the window, Xichun knocked his hand off, angrily said: "This is better, open the window again, how about the cold."

Feng Ziying let others stand outside the door, lowered her head and smiled at Xichun: "I'm not going to my old man's place, I'm just talking about those things, if you ask me to pick up that one, it's impossible." According to him, he will let someone come back and say that when the time is coming, he must leave quickly and come back to pay his respects.So save the nonsense.

Xichun didn't want the father and son to be offended so early in the morning, so she tried to persuade him: "I don't think so, the old man is a man with a plan in his heart, and he asked you to go so early, maybe it's a matter of business, you should go and listen. .Besides, it’s time to ask for peace.” Feng Ziying lowered her head and thought for a while, her father got up so early just to have a few words with her, and her heart softened, and she turned to the door and said, “Come here.” Turn around to leave.

"Wait a minute." Xichun called him, turned around and took a lynx monkey skin cloak to put on him, and told him, "It's cold outside, be careful, go."

Feng Ziying's eyes lit up, seeing Xichun was speechless, her throat moved, she tucked up her leather cloak and followed her family.Xichun heard that he was kicking away all the way, waved his servants away, lit the candle, sat down by the smoker cage and picked up a book to read.Xichun was depressed, and couldn't read much in the book, so she put it down after turning a few pages, and leaned on the smoker in a daze in a daze.At that moment, Ruhua led someone to come in with breakfast, and the two took a few sips. Seeing that it was already bright outside, Xichun said to Ruhua, "I'm very bored, come with me for a walk in this garden." It has been confirmed that she is half a month pregnant, and the doctor ordered her to move around. Seeing Xichun's initiative, she was overjoyed and agreed repeatedly.

Seeing her beaming with joy, Xichun was as happy as a little girl, and held back her smile and said, "You're going to be a mother too, and you still escape like this. I can't imagine how you control those servants in your family."

Ruhua smiled and said: "I'm afraid that the girl will be bored. The servants in our family don't think it's too much effort to manage them. The people in the family are all selected by Yuanyi. They have their own rules and regulations, and women have nothing to do. I’m in charge of them and follow his rules, which is actually quite worry-free.”

Xichun thought about it, and secretly thought that the intention of coming here was so strong that he was so calm, that such a person might not be able to be included in the painting in the future, but he was worried but it was inconvenient to say it out, so he laughed: "Oh? The family rules are very strict, that person in your family is really A capable man! Will he listen to you?"

Entering the painting, I didn't expect Xichun to be interested in chatting with her today, but because I was with Feng Ziying these few days, I became easy-going, relaxed and excited, nodded and smiled: "He has always treated me very well." See you at Xichun She was shy and shy, she couldn't bear to embarrass her, she stood up and said: "The sun is out, let's go outside in the garden, let's eat."

The morning light in the garden was just beginning to shine, and the light was soft. Xichun came in and stayed with Feng Ziying out of the room for many days. At this time, she had time to stroll in the garden, and then she realized that the garden was called "Maoyuan". She thought it was for Feng Ziying. Unexpectedly, it was said in the painting that Feng's father used it for his own retirement. "Mao" means hard work, Xichun silently figured out this word a little surprised, but also a little emotional.

The dew from the overnight stay has not yet dissipated on the flowers, leaves, rockery, and moss. Xichun felt something in her heart, and chanted casually: "For example, the dew in the morning, the past days are bitter." Entering the painting, he continued: "These two sentences are from Cao Mengde's "Tan Ge" Shall I do it?" Seeing her asking, Xichun was pleasantly surprised, and said with a smile, "You have really grown up in painting, Xiangling and Sister Lin talked about poetry in the past, I think you will be able to discuss chess with me soon."

Ruhua followed behind, waved his hands and said with a smile: "Girl, don't make fun of me. I just saw these lines of poems on Yuanyi's desk in our house. I accidentally wrote them down because I thought they were simple and close."

"Oh? Zhang Yuanyi read Cao Mengde?" Xichun was slightly surprised, and then praised with a smile, "He is a motivated person. You must know that Mr. Cao is straightforward, but not superficial!" Because Daiyu was mentioned during the conversation, Xichun said to the artist. , "I came into the mansion that day and saw a bamboo grove, in a trance of the charm of Xiaoxiang Pavilion in our house back then. Take me to have a look."

Ruhua nodded and said: "It's a good thing that there are few people in this mansion, and it's still empty. Let's go and have a look and it won't hinder anything." As he spoke, he led Xichun out of the side door, and it suddenly opened up in front of him. Shaded by bamboo poles, the entrance is also a winding corridor, and the stones under the steps form a narrow road.There are two or three small houses above, one is bright and the other is dark, inside are beds and chairs built together, Xichun said with a smile: "I can't believe it, this is the old place, why even the furnishings in the room are the same When I entered the painting, I saw her smiling bleakly, knowing that she touched her heart, and it was not easy to persuade her, so she diverted the conversation away, and said with a smile, "This place was originally built after our garden. Miss, I don't remember when you painted the garden in the past. The blueprint was borrowed for a while, and the old lady kept urging you to draw it." Xichun laughed in surprise, "You have come here, the connection is so deep!" As he spoke, he opened the small door in the back room, and it turned out to be the backyard. There are two small setbacks.A gap was suddenly opened under the wall of the backyard, and a spring was found. The ditch was only a few feet away, and it was poured into the wall, around the terraced house to the front yard, and came out under the bamboo.All the scenery is no different from Xiaoxiang Pavilion.Xichun felt touched, stood there for a long time, and sighed quietly: "When the garden was built, my uncle said to Brother Baoyu, 'this place is fine, if you can sit under this window and read at moonlight night, you will live in vain.' This place really gives me a sense of right and wrong.”

Thinking of the past, Ruhua sighed with red eyes: "The one who lives here is Miss Lin, but she is a person who loves to read. It's a pity... Second Master Bao is still a monk!" Seeing her, Xichun followed her I was depressed, quickly suppressed my sorrow, and forced a smile: "Why are you doing this? You are sadder than me, and let people see and misunderstand me and bully you."

Ruhua knows that Xichun's mind is heavy, but when she sees that she has to turn around to comfort herself, she feels very sorry, takes her hand and says, "Girl... let's go somewhere else, it's very cold here, it's not suitable for your body " Xichun sees the sun all over the place and it turns into blue marks when it comes here, and the green bamboos cover the top of her head, she loves it very much for its cleanliness and quietness, she just thinks it suits her cool heart.But I was urged by the painting, even though I was nostalgic, I had no choice but to leave.

The two of them had just come out from there, and met Feng's mother head-on, Ruhua was shocked, glanced at Xichun, couldn't hide his worry, and rushed to meet her, Xichun waited for her to pass through the hanging flower gate, and then stood there to meet her respectfully present. "Get up!" Feng's mother treated her very kindly. Seeing that Xichun was wearing thin clothes, she was about to speak, remembering that her clothes were almost ruined in the Chen residence. The only lynx monkey skin cloak was returned this morning. I gave it to Ziying, and I feel pity for her even more.

"For the past half month, thanks to your presence." Feng's mother looked at Xichun with pity. This beautiful and gentle person stood in front of her eyes like Jiaolan's beautiful grass. I really felt pity for her. I can't get disgusted, but I am very hesitant about how to say the following words to her.

What should be said is still to be said. Feng's mother hesitated for a long time, and finally continued: "Ziying's health is getting better gradually. I discussed with his father, and we still have to bring Yuchan back. We are young and young. There is nothing wrong with it." It's awkward, if we parents don't help mediate, who will mediate? I hope you can understand the difficulty here. "

"I can save it." Xichun lowered her head and said slowly, no one could see the expression on her face clearly.The shadows on the ground are chaotic.

"Son, you..." Seeing that she was so obedient, Mother Feng subconsciously softened her voice, apologizing for her cruelty.

"I'll move out right now, Madam, don't worry about me." Xichun gradually raised her head and smiled at her gently.At that moment, Mother Feng really had the urge to tell Yuchan not to come back again.Xichun is outstanding in everything, she is as outstanding as a fairy, Feng's mother is suddenly worried that Feng Ziying will not be able to keep her.

"You don't have to go, and you don't have to move for the time being." Mother Feng said anxiously. Because she felt that her emotional expression was too obvious, Mother Feng calmed down and said, "It will be a while before Yuchan comes back. You don't have to worry. I can also see Ziying can't leave you, and you can live in any part of this mansion that you like in the future." Mother Feng put her hand on Xichun's shoulder, and said to her who had been silent all this time: "As long as you don't want a title , I'll take care of Yuchan's side."

Ru Hua was so unbearable to listen to, but there was nothing he could do.She hated that she was just a speechless slave, hated that they drove Xichun to a dead end and did not return.Xichun's face was as pale as clouds in the sky, she looked up and smiled weakly like willow catkins being blown up in the wind: "I don't want a title." After saying this, she closed her eyelids, Feng Ziying's face was on her My heart swayed like a shadow.Xichun smiled slightly, she could not care about her status, but would she have her own foothold if she didn't care about her status?

Feng's mother felt sad when she heard it, she could understand Xichun's sadness.Asking a woman to stay by a man's side regardless of her status is tantamount to asking her to give up all her fame and honor, and even give up herself, to exist only for the needs of this man.This is not the courage that ordinary Xiaoai can take on.

When Mother Feng met Xichun's eyes, she was amazed at how clear those eyes were, so bright that she couldn't see the sadness, they were as clean as if she had never opened her eyes to see the dust in this world, so there was no entanglement between love and evil.Mother Feng couldn't help being a little puzzled, Xichun was able to agree to her request so lightly, as if she didn't love Feng Ziying so lightly and decisively.Could it be that things are not what they think, Xichun doesn't love her son?Mother Feng left Maoyuan with vague doubts and worries.

She didn't know that Xichun gradually turned into a sad cave, winding and twisting, hiding deep secrets.No one but herself knew where the way out was.

Xichun walked into the bamboo forest, leaned against the bamboo and took a sip of water, took out the steamed buns that Ruhua had prepared for herself in the package, and ate them slowly.The night wind was chilling to the bone, she wrapped the leather cloak tightly around her body, and looked at the surrounding environment, there would be no Xiaoxiang Pavilion here.Meet Ruhua, get his father's suicide note, and learn the truth.There was too much turmoil overnight, like throwing a boulder on a calm lake, and the peace of the past ten years was broken.Although she tried her best to calm down, she couldn't completely calm down.

Ke Qing was originally forced to death, by the raging love in her heart.There is a class of people in this world who love others more than themselves. Once they find out that others have betrayed them, they are like fish out of water and have no business.White silk flutters in Tianxiang upstairs.Keqing tied the knot and stuck her head in.She closed her eyes and bid farewell to the world with an extremely clean gesture.This scene swayed back and forth in Xichun's mind, and it was hard to disappear. She fantasized that Bai Lian was Jia Zhen's hand, and it was he who cut off her breath without hesitation like cutting off an orchid. It is reluctance.

Xichun thinks of Jia Zhen, because of Ke Qing, this long-lost man suddenly comes before her eyes.But Qing is her core, but Jia Zhen is like a wound that will never heal in her life, no matter what year she touches, she will hit it with one blow.

"I hate you!" she murmured.She can clearly feel the sharp hatred and lingering love surging in her heart.At this moment, she could hardly tell whether she was Xichun or Keqing, as if the dead woman came back to the world in her body.Ke Qing occupied her heart to reinterpret her feelings for Jia Zhen.

But she is so dissatisfied - I love you more than they love you, but Qing, I remember every scene with you, I try my best to keep every inch of time with you in my heart, the changes in your expression, the changes on your body I will remember all the delicate breath.She carefully sealed up the memories with her and hid them in her body, no matter how ups and downs she had in her life, they were never damaged.She could gradually let go of Feng Ziying, but she never let go of Keqing.Those men, all the emotions are like floating spots on the body, and will eventually disappear, only they are in the same voice, and the two are inseparable.

A 15-year-old rose bun with withered flowers.Time flies by like clouds, and now there are fine wrinkles at the corners of the eyes.She is a woman in her late thirties.In her life, her heart has grown exponentially, and she often feels that one year is worth others' years, and she gradually ages slowly, but shrinks and is difficult to be damaged by the years.

Xichun closed her eyes and entered the fault line of thinking.The memories of the past, personnel and events flashed through my mind like a swarm of fireflies in summer.Through the light and shadow, she gradually stopped.See clearly that he was left in the Feng residence that year.

Sometimes she gets tired of Feng Ziying, sometimes she can't let go of him.It is like walking in a rushing river, swaying back and forth, left and right.That day Mother Feng mentioned to her that she would take Yuchan back home, Xichun thought that they would not mention Feng Ziying, so she also had speculations.However, Feng Ziying went back and forth between Fengtai Daying and Xishan, and stayed in the army for several days without going home. She did not return home until the fifth day. Hurry to the back garden to see Xichun.

Xichun was sitting in front of the window playing music, Feng Ziying came in quietly, seeing that there was no maidservant inside, she went quietly to get some tea, stood behind Xichun, and said softly, "Miss, please have some tea."

Xichun was startled, seeing him, took the tea, couldn't help laughing: "Why are you, when did you come back?" Saying this, he abandoned the chess record and stood up to help him undress.

Feng Ziying took off her cloak, hung it up carefully, and said to Xichun with a smile: "It's rare that you can bear it. You don't even need a maid in this room, and you don't need to save my monthly money. Why don't you come to serve you?"

Xichun laughed and said: "Look at what you said, I have hands and feet to order people to do. I left when I was in the painting. She has a body. I told her to go home and rest first."

"You are always too careful, and you can bear your temper. You are generous but not delicate. I love you the most." Feng Ziying embraced her and praised, "It's a good thing to be in the painting. I want to give Yuanyi more time to come back. Over the years, he has helped me a lot inside and out." Xichun knew that Lai Yier was working under Jia Zhen, and later with Feng Ziying.But she watched with cold eyes, her intentions were not easy to control, and she was an ambitious slave.Feng Ziying relied too much on him, Xichun felt that she should remind Feng Ziying at the right time.

"This is a powerful person. If you use it improperly, you will harm yourself." Xichun said something pointedly, intending to remind him.

"Don't worry." Feng Ziying looked determined and knew it in her heart.Another thing he didn't tell her was that Lai Yi'er helped him acquire a lot of Jia Zhen's property, which was the reason why Lai Yi'er was able to take the position of chief housekeeper at a young age.Just as he was talking, someone came from the corridor outside, and it was Lai Yier who sent someone to deliver the post.

"Coincidentally, it's Chen Yejun's birthday, so someone sent a post to invite me." Feng Ziying smiled after reading the post.

"How is Miaoyu?" Xichun opened her mouth to ask, but then stopped again.Miaoyu and others are concubines, deep boudoir and forbidden garden, how could it be mentioned in the post.She appears disappointed.

(End of this chapter)