Detective in the Red Chamber

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The afterglow of the setting sun creeps on the bluestone slabs through the doors and windows of the Nuan Pavilion, and it can climb to the imperial case, but it suddenly turns into a reddish ground.

At the same time, eight servants, holding sixteen tallow candles as thick as a child's arm, quietly walked into the warm pavilion, and lit each candlestick one by one.

When seven of them bowed out of the warm pavilion, the last touch of blush on the ground disappeared invisible.

Seeing that there was one person left alone, Qiu Shi'an immediately stepped forward and turned his head, and handed over his ear.

The little eunuch took advantage of the opportunity to whisper a few words to him, Qiu Shi'an nodded, and then raised his hand to let him also exit the Nuan Pavilion.

When he returned to the left side of the imperial case, Qiu Shi'an did not rush to speak, but respectfully served the pen and ink.

It wasn't until Emperor Guangde finished reviewing more than a dozen memorials and stretched his muscles a little tiredly that he reported in a timely manner: "Long Live Lord, Concubine Rong went to the imperial concubine in the afternoon and stayed for about half an hour before returning."

Emperor Guangde didn't seem to hear it. After stretching his muscles and bones, he began to review the remaining memorials.

About half an hour later, I saw him get up from the case, and casually ordered: "Send me, go to Yuyunyuan."

This Yuyun Courtyard is Jia Yuanchun's residence. One is because of her love of piano art, it is said to be "golden sound and jade rhyme"; the other also implies the homonym of "Yuyu".

There is only a few steps to the left and right, so naturally there is no need to spread out the support with great fanfare. The reason why the name is called "Showing up Yuyunyuan" is actually to let someone notify in advance so that Jia Yuanchun is ready to pick him up.

However, when Emperor Guangde entered the Yuyun Courtyard, only Concubine Cai was holding the piano, leading several court ladies and eunuchs out to welcome him.

Emperor Guangde stopped in the middle of the courtyard, put his hands behind his back, and asked calmly, "Where is Concubine De?"

"Report to Your Majesty."

Baoqin hurriedly responded respectfully: "Your Majesty is a little tired in the afternoon, and now she is taking a nap inside - because your Majesty is now in a double body, she really can't stand the toss, so the servants made their own decisions and didn't wake up your Majesty."

As he spoke, he lowered his body: "Please punish me, Your Majesty."

"Punishment is unnecessary, wait for your mother to do it, and ask her for reward."

Emperor Guangde walked into the room while talking.

Going around the screen in front of the door, he saw Jia Yuanchun lying down with a thin quilt and clothes, his dignified facial features stretched out under the light, revealing a charming and lazy that is rarely seen in ordinary times.

It's a pity that Emperor Guangde didn't pay much attention to the scene of Begonia sleeping in spring, he only glanced briefly, and then focused his attention on Jia Yuanchun's lower abdomen.

After taking a few steps to the bed, he gently put his big, slightly dry hand on it, and slowly rubbed it through the brocade quilt, his lips and teeth kept opening and closing, as if he was confiding something to someone, but he didn't make any sound at all. none.

At this moment, Jia Yuanchun's body trembled suddenly, and she called suspiciously: "Your Majesty? When did you come?"

While speaking, he turned over and sat up.

Emperor Guangde pressed her shoulder with his backhand, and said with a smile: "I have just arrived, since my concubine feels tired, just lie down--now it is not as good as before, if the emperor in my belly is tired, I will But not."

After Jia Yuanchun heard this, he became more and more anxious - the emperor was looking forward to the prince so much, if he gave birth to a daughter in the end, he didn't know whether the current Yulu Jun's kindness would turn into a thunderbolt.

But after all, she dared not speak out to the emperor, so she said softly, "This is the concubine's disrespect."

Emperor Guangde smiled indifferently, picked up the brocade quilt, put his hand on Jia Yuanchun's lower abdomen, and said softly: "If the emperor's son can be born smoothly, I will definitely become the prince!"

Although the voice was soft, it fell in Jia Yuanchun's ears, but it was no different from a thunderstorm. All the apprehension and fear for a moment were completely dispelled by this promise.

Even with her city mansion, she couldn't help shortness of breath and flushed face.

In order to avoid losing your appearance, Jia Yuanchun hurriedly pointed to a package on the dressing table, and said: "By the way, Sister Rong is very frightened this afternoon, and asked me to hand over these things to Long Live."

"For me?"

Hearing that it was going to be handed over to him, Emperor Guangde couldn't help being a little surprised, although Concubine Rong's favor was slightly inferior to Jia Yuanchun, but if she wanted to present something, why would she need to ask someone else?

So he got up and went forward, stretched out his hand to untie the bundle, but saw that there were several strangely shaped small clothes wrapped in colorful clothes.

"What is this?"

Emperor Guangde picked up an apricot red one casually, but he saw two big bowl-like outlines, tied together with a tie, densely covered with brocade patterns, hollowed out with light gauze, and embedded with many pieces of jade and glass. Blurred colors reflected in the light.

Jia Yuanchun took the opportunity to get up and smiled and said: "It's actually a small dress that women wear close to the body. I heard that nowadays it is mostly worn by romantic women - Sister Rong Concubine is not as good as others, so she is often inconvenient, so someone recommends it to her. This thing."

"Humph!"

Emperor Guangde snorted coldly, and said displeasedly: "Since it is the filth worn by prostitutes, how could anyone in the palace know? That talkative person is probably not a kind person!"

He said 'whore's filth', but his hands clenched even tighter, and his eyes couldn't stop searching for the package.

Jia Yuanchun smiled, and didn't follow the words, but said: "Sister Rong Concubine was thinking about using this thing to practice the secret formula of praying for a child, but I didn't hear about this kind of thing until the people below brought it back. The corset was actually made by Prince Yizhong back then."

"Why is it him again?!"

Emperor Guangde's face darkened, and he casually threw the corset on the ground.

"Sister Concubine Rong was so panicked when she heard about this, she hurriedly sent the things to my concubine, begging me to forward them to Your Majesty."

As Jia Yuanchun said, he walked up to him with embroidered shoes, bent down to pick up the corset from the ground, put it back into the package, and then smiled again: "I think Concubine Rong is making a fuss over a molehill, Your Majesty is rich in the world, Zepi Wanmin, such a large country can tolerate it, let alone a few obscene objects?"

Emperor Guangde was also a conditioned reflex just now, and felt a little overreacted at this time.

Of course he refused to reveal his shortcomings, so he found another excuse and sneered: "I will not care about anything with a 'lonely ghost', but this thing is used by prostitutes after all, how dare Concubine Rong bring it to the palace and wear it?" ?!"

When talking about lonely souls and wild ghosts, Emperor Guangde seemed to have thought of something, and his tone was a little erratic.

Fortunately, Jia Yuanchun didn't think too much about it, he just smiled and said: "The concubine heard that the wives and concubines in Prince Yizhong's house are actually used to wearing this thing, and it's not purely made for brothel girls."

"Is there such a thing?"

Emperor Guangde didn't know what he thought of, and his eyes subconsciously poured into the package, and there was a bit of 'nostalgia' on his face.

"His Majesty."

Seeing this scene, Jia Yuanchun immediately followed suit and said, "Why don't you take these things and give them to Concubine Rong's younger sister to wear, so as to save her from worrying about her life."

Emperor Guangde: "This..."

"Anyway, the ministers and concubines are not allowed to serve His Majesty."

As Jia Yuanchun said, he tied the package again, stuffed it into Emperor Guangde's arms, and joked playfully: "Sister Rong Concubine wears this thing, it can be called a tiger with wings added."

Emperor Guangde's eyes flickered, obviously already tempted.

But after all, he was not an impatient kid, although he was a little restless, he still put the package back on the dressing table.

Then he put Jia Yuanchun on his arm and said, "What's the rush for some trivial matters? I have a serious matter here, and I need to discuss it with my concubine."

After the two of them sat back on the bed hand in hand, Emperor Guangde continued to say: "In two full years, only my concubine concubine conceived. I think there is some hurdle in this, so I intend to invite real people and arhats Approve fortune-telling, and re-select a few good children in the palace..."

Although this is not finished, the meaning of a new generation replacing the old is indeed revealed.

Moreover, the emperor obviously did not put the burden of having a son on Jia Yuanchun alone, but planned to continue to plant Futian.

While Jia Yuanchun breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

But with her city, there will be no clues.

However, she still frowned, and said softly: "Long Live Lord has weak knees, it is only natural that he wants to have an heir, and my concubine will not obstruct it - but there is nothing wrong with the three younger sisters, please don't neglect your majesty." killed them."

"Aifei."

When Emperor Guangde heard this, he immediately embraced Jia Yuanchun's shoulders, and said in admiration: "Although there are many concubines in this palace, except for the queen, you are the only one who has the bearing of a mother."

Then he promised again: "Don't worry, as long as you can give birth to Long'er, the crown prince will never fall on anyone else!"

"His Majesty!"

"Aifei!"

The two looked at each other with indescribable tenderness.

then……

Emperor Guangde took the wrapped corset and went to Concubine Rong to have fun.

Jia Yuanchun kept sending him out of the Yuyun Courtyard, but when he returned to the house, the smile on his face was covered by a sad expression.

She paced to the bookshelf, took out a volume from several poetry collections, and flipped over the pages with sticky notes. What was written inside was Bai Juyi's "Song of Everlasting Regret".

Jia Yuanchun stretched out his spring onion-like fingers, skimming over the words line by line, and finally stopped at the end of the words and sentences.

On July [-]th, in the Hall of Eternal Life, when no one whispers in the middle of the night.

Wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and even a branch in the ground.

Forever and forever, this hatred is endless.

After a long time, she sighed and gathered the collection of poems, fondling her belly and muttering to herself: "But I don't know if what you brought to my mother is a blessing or a curse..." 8)

Chapter 701 Thinking secretly, Wang Xifeng is disheartened

As usual, the next two shifts are in the middle of the night.

However, this afternoon, the Rongguo Mansion was full of guests, and in terms of rank and scale, they were not inferior to those who had an audience with the emperor.

And Wang Xifeng is crazy alone, the more lively the scene is, the more she has to show off her matriarchal demeanor and show off her long-sleeved and good dancing skills.

So after most of the day, his lips seemed to be worn out.

After finally finding some free time, he leaned on the soft bed in the flower hall, had just drank half a cup of almond tea, and sent Jia Yingchun's mother-in-law to the Sun's residence, and then looked for her again.

"Second grandma."

The woman gave birth to a bucket like a bucket, but she even squeezed a handkerchief for mandarin ducks to play in the water, and shook it in her hand, saying in a spirited way: "Do you think it's a coincidence? I just arrived at my aunt's place Before we could tell about the family banquet tomorrow, news came from the palace, saying that my uncle had done meritorious service in killing the Tartars."

Speaking of this, she raised three carrot-like fingers at Wang Xifeng, with an exaggerated look on her face: "The emperor's lord, Longyan Dayue, specially rewarded my aunt with a third-rank order, and even the young master was born at the sixth rank!"

Jia Yingchun got the third-rank imperial order?

Wang Xifeng's left hand that was leaning on the soft bed tightened, and the flat rabbit fur mattress suddenly wrinkled up.

Think back to the whole family, including her sister-in-law, who ever looked at Jia Yingchun?

Even the servants secretly nicknamed her Er Mu Mu, and almost never treated her as a serious master.

At that time, if I leaked some benefits to her from the cracks of my fingers, it was enough for her to be happy and grateful for ten and a half months.

But within a few years of who wanted to marry into the Sun's residence, Jia Yingchun had a complete turnaround since she was a child, not to mention that the mother was in charge of the family based on her son's preciousness, and she was ordered by the third rank again!

You must know that in the entire Rongguo Mansion, only Jia Mu has the imperial order to reward her.

Thinking of this, Wang Xifeng suddenly felt a little tasteless.

Jia Yingchun didn't worry about anything, but she was lucky, and she worked so hard, but she was just making wedding dresses for others.

Now that there are so many flowers, it is said that the Rongguo Mansion is decent, but Jia Yuanchun is pregnant, how many benefits can fall on his own head?

Not to mention that once Jia Yuanchun gave birth to a prince, the second house would inevitably rise, and when Baoyu married another daughter-in-law, he might not be able to keep his position as the head of the house!

The more Wang Xifeng thought about it, the more unpleasant it became, but the matter in front of him still had to be dealt with, so he forced himself to ask: "This is really a coincidence, so will aunt come back tomorrow?"

"Of course I will come back."

The old lady was ignorant, and put on the big red seal that the mandarin duck had just wrapped, and her mouth became more and more unguarded: "These two things are so good, how can we refuse? I want to bring the young master over here, and let's have fun together."

Then, vividly, he described the celebration scene in the Sun House with lanterns and festoons. The seven-point pomp gave her twelve points.

In the past two years, Rongguo Mansion's income has been beyond its means, and its expenditure has also been greatly reduced.

Wang Xifeng was in a place of suspicion, so even though he had secretly saved some private money, he did not dare to spend it recklessly.Already suffocated.

Now hearing that the small Sun family actually arranged such a scene, and even faintly overwhelmed the Rongguo Mansion, I feel even more uncomfortable.

When the talkative old woman was sent away, she didn't bother to go out to support her anymore, and arranged for Ping'er to bring a gift to the Sun's residence to congratulate her, and then went back to her small courtyard to sulk under the pretext of being unwell.

But it was quiet for about half an hour, and then someone came to the door again, this time it was not a maid or a woman, but the widowed sister-in-law Li Wan.

In the past two years, probably because of the sympathy between them, the sister-in-law and sister-in-law have become much closer than before.

So when he heard that she was the one who came to the door, Wang Xifeng couldn't see her behind closed doors.

He came to the flower hall with a strong smile, and saw Li Wan wearing a plain long skirt, which was completely covered with water.

They are both widows, and she is relatively young, but when it comes to dressing, Li Wan and Aunt Xue are two extremes.

Of course, it's all wrapped up like this, and you can still vaguely see the peach-like hip augmentation, which makes people even more curious about what kind of scenery is hidden under her clothes.

"I heard that you are not feeling well, so I hurried over to have a look." Li Wan looked Wang Xifeng up and down a few times, clicked his tongue and said, "I just thought you were lazy and lying around, but I don't think there is something wrong with your expression."

As he said that, he pulled Wang Xifeng over and sat on the Arhat's bed, complaining all over his mouth, blaming her for working so hard, what should I do if the root cause of the disease comes down?

If it were left in the past, after hearing these words, Wang Xifeng would probably suspect that Li Wan wanted to seize the opportunity to seize power.

But today I really don't think about it.