I am a traitor in the Red Mansion

When Lin Ruhai asked, his favorability didn't move at all, and it still stood firmly on 88.

The real hologram made it impossible for Jiang Ling to watch the Lin family decline or even become extinct, even though Lin Ruhai in front of him was just an NPC.

He really couldn't understand Mr. Lin Ruhai since he watched Dream of Red Mansions, and it's even more difficult to understand now.

Said that his senior brother was stupid, he came from a family background, and was so talented that it was a pity that Mr. Xu Ge didn't win the first prize.

It can be said that he is smart. He single-handedly sent little friend Lin Daiyu to Jia's tiger's mouth. They only sent third-class servants. If he is so negligent, he dares to send his daughter out. .He also admired and recommended such unjust people as Jia Yucun, but they still did it with money.

The timing of the game in Jiangling was very coincidental, half a month before Lin Daiyu went to Beijing, the two of them were separated by generations, and the age difference was quite large, so they didn't shy away from it, because they had met once or twice.Lin Daiyu looks a lot like Lin Ruhai, she is very pretty and cute as a little lolita, sometimes the poems she writes make Jiang Ling feel like she is illiterate.

How can I have the heart to let such a little loli die in tears? What kind of tears are there, what kind of favors are there for us? Did we let you water it?Have you agreed with me?

But you can’t just say that Mother Jia raised your daughter with Jia Baoyu. They want to abuse your daughter. Brother, you must pay attention to your health and don’t die of illness. His current character design does not have such ability, but it will easily cause Lin Ruhai unnecessary Suspect.

After thinking about it, Jiang Ling felt that it was better to reflect the Jia family from the side, "Senior brother recommended that Jia Yu village the year before last, and restored the prefect of Jinling, do you know?"

"I know, and I won't hide it from you. I entrusted my brother-in-law Jia Cunzhou to do it."

Jiang Ling smiled, and ridicule flashed in his eyes, "Then he has sentenced a case, and the brother must not know."

Lin Ruhai knew that it was not a good thing, and signaled him to continue with his eyes.

"It's not a new thing that Ren Yazi cheated money and sold two of them. Xue Pan was one of them. He beat the other buyer to death in order to snatch the girl. A son of an imperial merchant, so rampant, it's quite new. Right? Master Jia of Jia Yu Village judged this case. Brother, how did he judge? Based on the approval of the ghost god, he said that it was a previous life's evil debt, and he closed the case by saying that Xue Pan had already suffered from an unknown disease. , there is an altar under it, which is unheard of, and it is really new."

"A life, a girl's life is nothing more than that. I just asked about your niece because I was worried. The Jia family's relatives are this kind of family. Whose momentum is they fighting for? How good is this Jia family? Go? Brother, please forgive me for being a villain. The girl’s family will not be at ease all her life, if something goes wrong, how will you let her live?"

After hearing this, Lin Ruhai thought for a long time without saying a word. When the car arrived at the door of Jiangling's house, he said slowly, "I'll investigate this matter. If it's true, I will do my best to give them justice. Regarding the Jia family's affairs, I will Remember that too."

"Yeah." Jiang Ling jumped off the carriage, "By the way, did you send a letter to the teacher?"

"Send it off, take a good rest, tomorrow's Lu Ming Banquet will probably be postponed." Lin Ruhai put down the curtain of the car.

Jiang Ling hurriedly washed up and got into bed.

Finally, the college entrance examination is over.

It was quite exciting, and they all went to jail.

Sure enough, the Jiangling Mansion received a temporary notice from the government office early the next morning, saying that the Lu Ming Banquet would be postponed for ten days.

Shen Yan was ignorant, a pure idiot, scratching his head and asked Jiang Ling, "Master, is it because they didn't buy vegetables?"

Jiang Ling tapped him on the head, "What nonsense, it's fine not to go, I'm going out of town today."

People who have been in prison have to learn to soothe their emotions.

"where are we going?"

"It's me, without you, you stay as a housekeeper."

"But young master, let's go today..." Shen Yan suddenly remembered something, and when he looked up, Jiang Ling had already disappeared.

Jiang Ling rode his own little white horse all the way out of Yangzhou city gate, walking slowly along the path, where sweet-scented osmanthus flowers were planted, and the rich fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose, making one feel refreshed and happy.

It was drizzling, Jiang Ling was afraid that the little white horse's soles would slip, so he got off the horse and led it instead, thinking it was very romantic.

The willow wind blowing on the face is not cold, and the rain of apricot blossoms wets the clothes. ①

Unexpectedly, it would turn into pouring rain in an instant, and the sentimental Young Master Jiang was caught off guard, and wiped his face, "This weather system is not very scientific."

The little white horse was also drenched, flicking its mane, it was more unrestrained than a drum washing machine.

Jiang Ling spat out silently, and tugged at his ears, "I'm going back today, I don't have any peanut candy to eat."

At this time, it was too late to turn around and go back. Fortunately, he knew that there was an earth temple in front of him, so he simply went for a while to avoid the rain.

One person and one horse walked hard in the rain, leaving a desolate back.

It's very uncomfortable to be wet, the little white horse has to throw water when walking, Jiangling bears the frontal attack of God, and enjoys its side attack at the same time. It looks like a water ghost going ashore on a rainy day.

There are already two horses standing under the eaves outside the Earth Temple. They are tall and strong, and they are good horses at first glance.

Jiang Ling let go of the rein in his hand, and the little white horse trotted over immediately, standing beside the house shaking the water.

"Hmph!" snorted one of the big horses.

Jiang Ling was afraid that the little white horse would die and be bitten, so he went up to pull it to the other side, "Don't do it, there will be no peanut candy after you do it."

The little white horse moved slowly obediently.

"Just be obedient, don't walk around outside." Jiang Ling patted its neck, turned around and almost bumped into someone.

It was a very tall man, he looked naive, and when he almost hit Jiangling, he rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "Is this young man also here to shelter from the rain?"

"Yes." Jiang Ling nodded, intending to bypass him and enter the temple.

The man stood sideways to block him, "Young master, please wait a moment, my young master is changing clothes, it's inconvenient right now."

Jiang Ling smiled kindly, "It's okay, just wait for a while."

In August, it was raining heavily again, and it was still a little cold to stand outside and blow the wind.

Probably because he felt embarrassed, the man took out a greased paper bag from his arms, and when he opened it, it turned out to be peanut candy. The little white horse immediately stepped forward and hugged him affectionately.

Jiang Ling fended off its big head, "Don't be greedy!"

"Just now I heard the young master say that he likes to eat peanut candy, I happened to bring some." The man fed the little white horse a piece, and the little white horse was so happy to eat.

To be reasonable, if you say you are a Samoyed, I will believe it. Anyway, it is all white, and it will disappear if you let go.

As soon as the peanut candy came out, whoever would fight, the two big horses also paced over, bowing their heads to eat the candy.

Jiang Ling was almost squeezed out of the eaves, so he simply gave way generously, went to the right side of the gate, and glanced in the gate inadvertently.

In the dusty earth temple, the young man in green clothes is bowing his head and wearing a belt, his fingers are slender and fair, and when he senses someone, he looks up, his clear black eyes seem to be filled with starlight, and his delicate facial features are still childish , but surprisingly beautiful.

Jiang Ling almost thought that he had gone to the wrong set, like a scholar in Liao Zhai who picked up a little fairy in the ruins of a ruined temple.

After looking at each other for a moment, he smiled at the boy.

The young man was stunned, and then he pursed his lips in annoyance, his brows were full of arrogance, he looked like a spoiled young master.

"What are you laughing at?" The boy said angrily, his voice was a little soft, and to be honest, it didn't quite reflect his anger.

Jiang Ling felt that the voice was a bit familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a while, so he cupped his hands and apologized, "I'm sorry, I accidentally offended my lord."

"My lord, are you ready?" Hearing them talking, the man hurriedly invited Jiang Ling in, "It's windy outside and it's very cold, I'll light the fire."

The wet Jiang Ling sat down three or four people away from the boy, but after a while the water dripping from his body spread to the side of the boy, and it was about to wet the hem of the silver-embroidered bamboo branches.

The boy moved to the side.

"In Lower Jiangling."

People ignored him.

The man's hands and feet were quick, and he quickly tore down a few wooden boards in the temple, and lit a fire, "I just heard that the young master claimed to be Jiangling, but this time it is Xie Yuangong?"

"Exactly." Jiang Ling moved to the fire to keep warm, "Brother, your accent doesn't look like a local, but you're from the capital?"

One bite of Peking film.

"Yes, it's from the capital. Jiang Jieyuan can just call me Wu Feng." Wu Feng smiled, seeing the young man sitting far away, he hurriedly greeted him, "Young master, come over and enjoy the fire, your hair is still wet, be careful to catch a cold."

"Whispering." The boy came over with a straight face.

He was born well, and he was not very old. He had a stern face without any majesty. Instead, he looked extremely cute, with childish arrogance.

Sure enough, Wu Feng wasn't afraid of him at all, instead he took out an oiled paper bag from his pocket and gave it to him, "Young master relieves boredom."

The young man took it and peeled it off layer by layer with his pretty fingers. It took six layers of oil paper to reveal what was inside—spicy dried fish.

The aroma mixed with the spicy taste permeated the air, and the boy twisted one and stuffed it into his mouth, "This one is not spicy enough, try another one next time."

Wu Feng nodded in agreement, and then looked for something that could still be burned in the temple.

The young man ate very quickly, one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a pile of dried fish was wiped out. He licked his fingers unsatisfied, with the tip of his pink tongue slightly exposed, and gently licked off the spicy oil on his fingertips.

"What are you looking at!" The boy glared at Jiang Ling, and wiped his hands clean with a handkerchief.

Only then did Jiang Ling realize that he had been staring at him for a long time, so he had to apologize again, wondering if he would be kicked out by the boy if he replied that he looked good at you.

To be fair, it's really pretty.

The fire burned very vigorously, and soon the soaked chicken Jiangling was roasted until it was half-dry, and the heat was smoky, making it quite drowsy.He couldn't help turning his head to look at the boy again. The boy had already dozed off, with his head nodding, like a cat napping in the sun.

Not only is it good-looking, but it is also very cute. Jiang Ling brazenly took the opportunity to look at it a lot, and it is a pity that this game has not yet developed a screenshot function.

The boy was probably sound asleep, he leaned forward and fell towards the fire.

Jiang Ling was startled, and hurriedly reached out to catch him, but he caught him, but after sitting for a long time, his legs became numb, and he couldn't stabilize himself, so he just hugged the boy and fell to the ground.

The boy only felt himself shaking for a while, and then he was on the ground. He felt a soft touch on the side of his face. He blinked in confusion and touched it.

It's a hand.

Touch again.

Really a hand.

Afraid that he might fall, Jiang Ling put his hands on his head in a hurry, the young man's fingers were cool, and he would leave with a light touch.

Wu Feng was taken aback by this movement, and hurried over to help him, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ling laughed and said, "Your young master almost fell into the fire. I stopped him, but my legs were numb and pressed him again. Pull me up quickly and see if he is hurt."

The young man was already awake at this time, he pushed Jiang Ling away and sat up, with an annoyed expression on his face, "Has the rain stopped? We're going back."

"It's getting smaller, I think it will stop soon." Wu Feng replied, he helped Jiang Ling, seeing his right hand was red and swollen, he hurriedly asked, "But is it hurt?"

Jiang Ling tried to turn his wrist, but it hurt a lot, "I probably twisted it."

Wu Feng held his hand and examined it, heaved a sigh of relief, "It's just an ordinary sprain, but luckily no bone was injured. I happened to have medicine with me, if Mr. Jiang can trust me."

Jiang Ling thought that no one purposely brought a beautiful young man as a cover just to twist his hands and massage them to disable him. He was about to agree when he heard the young man say, "You just need to apply medicine and massage, he is left-handed."

"You guessed it right." Jiang Ling tilted his head and winked at the boy.

The boy bit his lower lip and said uncomfortably, "Thank you."

Jiang Ling spread his hands, "I want to thank Yi."

"what would you like?"

"I want to know your name. If it's not convenient to say it, you can write it to me."

People ignored him again.

Jiang Ling didn't care, and stretched out his hand to ask Wu Feng to take the medicine. Wu Feng's medicine was also taken out from his arms. Jiang Ling didn't think he was fat, so he didn't know what dimension these things were hidden in.

The ointment smelled faintly bitter, and when it was applied on the wrist, it was cool, and the pain in the wrist disappeared almost instantly.

"Three times a day, about three to five days will be fine. I definitely won't delay Jiang Jieyuan's exam." Wu Feng said.

In such a short period of time, his favorability towards Jiangling has risen from 20 to 40.

"Thank you, Brother Wu." Jiang Ling put away the ointment, "Young Master and Brother Ang came from the capital, and there are many foods in Yangzhou that are not bad, you can try something new."

Wu Feng smiled, "Jiang Jieyuan is a local, do you know which shops do good dim sum?"

Jiang Ling then reported several old and new brands to him, some of which are good at both salty and sweet.The boy just sat on the edge and played around the tassels on the jade pendant, his fingers lined with the suet white jade, it was almost impossible to tell which was whiter.

There was the sound of rumbling carriages and horses outside, Wu Feng went out for a while, then came back and said, "Seeing that it's raining, Wu Shan specially drove a carriage to pick you up."

The young man took two steps, then suddenly turned around and said, "Hey, I'll take you back."

Jiang Ling smiled and turned a pair of peach blossom eyes, which were full of spring breeze and rain, as warm as jade, the young man snorted, "Don't pull me down."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Ling followed behind him step by step.

Wu Feng and another man named Wu Shan were driving a carriage outside, the carriage was very spacious, and there were only two people sitting in the carriage, the boy and Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling surveyed the interior of the car generously, "Your Excellency's residence is very extraordinary."

The embroidered pattern on the pillow and cushion is mixed with gold thread, which is exquisite and complicated. There are white jade incense balls hanging on the four corners, and there is a glass gold star kang screen on the small table.

"The carriage in the Governor's Mansion is nothing more than vulgar." The young man said with disgust.

"It's vulgar, but expensive." Jiang Ling said, "These things are worth nearly a thousand gold."

"No matter how expensive it is, it can't be more expensive than Mr. Jiang's Xieyuan."

Jiang Ling shook his head and said, "It's just a juren, it's nothing to worry about. If you want to buy Jiang, only one tael of silver is enough."

"Pfft." The boy couldn't help laughing, showing a small canine tooth, "Thank you just now."

"Didn't the young master thank you, hiss..." The carriage bumped, and Jiang Ling bumped into the wall of the carriage unprepared, and the movement was quite loud.

Someone outside lifted the curtain and asked anxiously, "Young Master, can you be hurt? Just encountered a small hole."

"I'm fine, it's just that Jiang Jieyuan is in a lot of trouble." The young man looked at Jiang Ling and held the back of his head, "Hey, did you go out today to read the almanac?"

"...Didn't read it. Be careful!"

The carriage jolted violently again, and then simply stopped moving.In order to save the boy who was almost knocked out, Jiang Ling hastily sprained his ankle again.

"...The car is stuck in a hole. We have five horses here, so we should be able to pull it out. Please sit still, my lord." Wu Feng couldn't bear to ask how Jiang Ling was doing.

The young man endured it for a long time, then turned sideways and laughed silently, Jiang Ling saw his shoulders trembling, and said helplessly, "Young master, have you gone out to read the almanac today?"

"I didn't watch it. It's you who are unlucky, why should I watch it." The boy still had a smile on his face and his eyes sparkled.

"I think I was implicated by you." Jiang Ling said.

"That's what you think, what you think you think is what you think?" The boy raised his chin with a confident look.

"Yes yes yes." Jiang Ling nodded kindly, and then embraced the Venus glass Kang screen in his arms.

The boy couldn't understand again, and opened his eyes slightly, "Why are you holding it? If you like it, I'll give it to you."

"It's reasonable, if the car is pulled out for a while, there will probably be more movement. If this one breaks, the ground will be covered with glass. I'm afraid it will kill me again. After all, I didn't read the almanac today." Looking at the calendar, I'd rather believe it or not, next time if you're not sure, no hapless guy like me will save you."

"Who wants you to save it?" The boy turned his head.

It was said that there were five horses, but in the end Wu Feng was not willing to let Jiangling's little white horse pull the cart, so the little white horse stood by the road and watched the four big horses exert their strength.

"Work harder!" Wu Feng took out another pack of peanut candies to encourage them, and the little white horse, who was not working hard just watching, went up to beg for candies.

Jiang Ling lowered the curtain silently, not wanting to admit that the horse was his.

When he returned to the city smoothly, it was already dusk, Jiang Ling limped and was helped out of the carriage by Wu Feng, "Brother Ang, please."

Wu Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Fortunately, I have you, my brother will treat you to a drink tomorrow."

I don't know what the people in the car said, but Wu Shan, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, said, "Master, I have something to say to Jiang Jieyuan, please trouble Jiang Jieyuan to go to the window."

Jiang Ling laughed, and jumped onto the side of the carriage with one foot, "I'm here, please tell me, my lord."

There was silence inside, Jiang Ling raised his hand and flipped down the car curtain, the curtain trembled slightly, and finally came two very soft words.

"Shen Zhou."

Watching the carriage go away, Jiang Ling leaned against the wall and laughed.

It turned out that His Highness the Seventh Prince was called Shen Zhou.

But, why doesn't His Royal Highness have any favorability points on his head?Is it a bug?

The author has something to say: Jiang Xiaoling: The cat must have become so fond of eating dried fish.

Quoted in this chapter:

1. The rain of apricot blossoms wets the clothes, and the wind of willows blows the face. ——From "Quatrains" by Song Zhinan