[Red Mansion] The barrage teaches you to be a good person

Jia Zheng hurriedly went to the study outside, not daring to hide anything, and uttered all his conjectures and thoughts.King Cheng was not as shocked as he had imagined, but his brows were slightly frowned, and after a while they were relaxed again, and he ordered someone to bring the scholar into the mansion so that he could take care of him.

Jia Zheng didn't expect King Cheng to be so decisive, he hesitated to speak.

King Cheng noticed it, and said in a friendly tone, "It's okay, since this person has entered the mansion of the king, there is naturally a way to protect him. You just go back, and the king will deal with the aftermath of this matter." The meaning of living in Jia Zheng.

Before Jia Zheng could speak, King Cheng saw through his thoughts. Seeing that King Cheng was thoughtful, Jia Zheng didn't think too much about it, and immediately left and went back.

Chen Yuan waved his cattail fan and said "tsk tsk" strangely, "This prince, someone whom King Zhao and King Zhao couldn't find so hard, was bumped into by Jia Zheng. It's really good luck."

King Cheng put the chess pieces in his hand back to the original place, and said lightly: "You still missed a few."

Chen Yuan's tears flashed in surprise, but it became clear after a while, "There are so many people stretching out their hands for this hot potato. I really want to die, and I can't blame others."

"Choose chestnuts from the fire, the winner is the king. There is nothing to be surprised about." King Cheng stood up, walked to the window, stood with his hands folded, and said while looking at the flawless moonlight. His voice was always like this, as cold as moonlight.

Chen Yuan was reckless, but never dared to be reckless at this moment.

It is true that King Cheng is cold, and it is true that his heart is cold.

His mother and concubine died early when he was a child, and he should have brought King Cheng to other concubines. However, at that time, the high-ranking concubines in the palace who were qualified to raise the heir were either pregnant or had children, and they were unwilling to take over.

The empress dowager took care of her for a while, after all she was old, and then she spent time in the palaces of several high-ranking concubines in turn. It was not until the 12-year-old sage divided him a mansion outside the palace that King Cheng went out to live by himself.

It was at that time that Cheng Wang's cold temper slowly formed.If you are cold-hearted, you won't care about other people's feelings.

But for such a weak prince, the prince and others never bullied him, and were even very jealous.

Concubine Shu said it well when she angrily reprimanded the third prince. King Cheng is an extremely protective person, like a wolf, who guards his own one-acre three-point land. There are not many things that can enter his circle, but once he enters his circle , if others dare to violate it, they will die forever.At first, those who were barefoot were not afraid to wear shoes, but later on, they became full-fledged and free from restraint.

Shuicheng didn't know that his father had a miserable experience when he was a child. At this time, he was curled up in the arms of the saint, his big eyes were full of curiosity, "Grandfather, why do you want me to see these?"

Looking around, there are a lot of memorials piled up in front of Shuicheng!

Ji Zihe shrunk himself in the corner, tried his best to let himself wander into the sky, pretending that he didn't exist. God knows how much effort he spent when the saint ordered him to bring those memorials half an hour ago. His expression didn't change, his face was natural.

The saint touched Shuicheng's little head, his eyes were full of love and compassion, "Do you know these words?" As soon as Shuicheng heard the words of the saint, his mouth pouted, very dissatisfied, "Grandfather, why do you say that? Do you still need to ask? Although Cheng'er doesn't like reading books, she can still read the characters."

Looking at Shui Cheng's angry little face, the sage laughed out loud, as kind as an ordinary grandfather, "Oh, Xiao Cheng'er is still angry? Grandpa Huang is wrong, okay? Then Cheng'er read aloud to Grandpa Huang, okay?" Okay? You see the lights are so dim, Grandpa Huang is having a hard time reading, right?"

Shuicheng hesitated for a moment, closed his mouth, and then picked it up to read.

"Regardly, Sheng'an, minister..." A good memorial, when it reached Shuicheng's mouth, it was full of confusion. Some characters with a little more strokes he watched for a long time before he read out a specious sound suspiciously. The sage who listened with a serious face kept laughing more and more, and finally couldn't help laughing.

Shui Cheng's face was bulging, and he put the memorial in the hands of the saint, and said tenderly: "Grandfather, I don't want to read it anymore, you have been making fun of Cheng'er, you are not happy." The last few words were in a low voice. He said it in bits and pieces, but the sage was sitting behind him and could hear him clearly.

After laughing, the sage hugged him and started to coax him. He managed to coax him to laugh, but he refused to read the scriptures after all.The saint didn't force him either, he looked at the time and estimated that it was almost time for the queen mother to drink the medicine, so the saint took Shui Cheng to the queen mother's palace.

Although the Empress Dowager's expression was a little better than the previous few days, she was still ugly. She was half lying on the bed and drinking medicine, with Mother Zhao carefully serving her.

Seeing Shuicheng coming, the queen mother was also very happy, she sat up, talked with the child for a while, and then asked people to take Shuicheng to the side hall to play.

"How is the queen mother?" The saint sat on the chair beside the bed, looked at the beautifully haired queen mother, and asked softly.

The empress dowager's eyes were half closed, "I will be sad for a while and I will not die." Hearing the empress dowager's angry words, the saint was full of helplessness, "Mother, you can't talk nonsense." How can you curse yourself?

"You clearly know what the Ai family is worried about these days, so you can't give the Ai family an accurate word, so that the Ai family can die in peace." After all, the queen mother didn't want to talk to her son and was playing tricks, but the saint listened to the queen mother's words, But she shook her head, "Queen Mother, I can promise you anything, but this is the only thing I can't do."

"Emperor, Shun'er was just momentarily confused..."

"Queen Mother!" The saint interrupted the Queen Mother abruptly, not wanting her to continue, "Last time he smelted iron and cast knives, but this time... have you ever thought about what he destroyed in his confusion at this moment!"

The queen mother was silent, and with her silence, there was a complete silence, so quiet that it made people feel cold all over.

After a long time, the saint's voice sounded again in the hall, "I will give him another chance, but there will never be a next time." When the saint said "I" to the Queen Mother, it means that this matter has never changed. room for.

"That's all, that's all." The queen mother rubbed her temples wearily. Although she didn't achieve what she wanted, she knew that he had taken a step back.

"Looking at Cheng'er, Ai's face looks much better these days." The queen mother changed the subject and stopped talking about this matter.When the sage heard the words, he said lightly, "Of course I'm happy when I get home."

The Empress Dowager's face froze, she obviously remembered something, and that incident was the beginning of the saint's change of attitude towards the prince.

"Really? That's fine, but Prince Cheng should have a companion by his side." The queen mother's illness didn't just happen in a day or two. She was in a daze these days, and she didn't know that Shui Cheng had returned to King Cheng. side.

"Look at the child himself, he has to press the cow's head and refuse to drink water, he has to be willing." The saint sighed, and since then, the queen mother didn't say anything again until the saint pulled Shui Cheng, who was eating dessert, out of the queen mother's palace. One sentence.

"Are you sorry for your family?" The queen mother finally spoke before the saint left.

The saint stood still, and after a long time said leisurely, "You are my queen mother."

Shuicheng was held by the saint and walked slowly on the palace road. Although there was a large group of people behind him, they all followed suit, and no one dared to make a big noise.

The child held back for a long time, and finally opened his mouth, with a cautious voice, "Grandfather, are you unhappy? I have a snack here, how about I give you one?"

Children are always keen and can perceive those subtle differences.

The saint came back to his senses, the child with his head bowed up, the guard behind him was holding a lantern, the warm yellow light was reflected on Shuicheng's small face, and a little light flickered in the dark eyes, looking extremely innocent.

He sighed, and squatted down, looking into Shui Cheng's eyes, "Cheng'er, Grandpa Huang is really not feeling well."

Shuicheng suddenly became nervous, took a few steps closer, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but felt that it was not in line with the etiquette, and his whole face turned red, "Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Call the imperial doctor to come and take a look! If it hurts Don't hold back, it will be more comfortable to cry out, Cheng'er will cover her ears and won't laugh at you."

Hearing the last few words, the sage was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

When Ji Zihe saw the smile of the saint, his nerves that had been strained for a whole day finally relaxed a little. Anyway, this is the first smile of the saint in the past few days. Laugh, but a genuine smile from the heart.

"Cheng'er, Cheng'er," the saint stood up and led Cheng'er to continue walking forward, "Grandpa Huang is not talking about this kind of discomfort, but, for example, the kind of discomfort that you don't want to read when you read a book." .”

After hearing this, Shui Cheng relaxed his tense body, thought for a while and said: "But there is no way, although Cheng'er doesn't like reading, but Ah Zheng said that it is always beneficial to read more about the words of Confucius and Mencius. So Cheng'er can only read a little more." To prevent Ah Zheng from getting angry every time he can't recite it, although he always pretends not to be angry, it's obvious, okay~~

"Azheng?" The saint raised his eyebrows. When did such a person appear beside Cheng'er?

"His name is Jia Zheng, Grandpa Huang. Didn't Cheng'er recite the Book of Songs for you yesterday? He kept telling Cheng'er to recite Cheng'er to memorize it." Thinking of the miserable days of memorizing before, Shui Cheng With his little head drooping, he finished reciting the "Book of Songs", and there are many books waiting for him. Every time he sees Ah Zheng, he loves and hates him.

Hmph ╭(╯^╰)╮.

"You like him very much?" said the sage. As soon as Ji Zihe heard this sentence, he kept the word Jia Zheng in his heart. He vaguely remembered that the name of the Minister of the Ministry of Industry that was newly mentioned a while ago was called this.

"That's right, when I first met Ah Zheng, Cheng'er was looking for the dragon pattern jade pendant for the emperor, but he couldn't find it." Every time I think of this, Shui Cheng is still a little disappointed, even though Jia Zheng explained to him Yes, but still depressed.

"Cheng'er went too far and got separated from the guards. It was because of Ah Zheng that I was fine. He told Cheng'er a lot of truths. In fact, others have said it, but Cheng'er couldn't listen to it." , but Cheng’er is willing to listen to Ah Zheng’s words.” When Shui Cheng said this, he laughed, obviously knowing his bad temper.

Shuicheng babbled as soon as he spoke, obviously he had a lot to say.The saint didn't interrupt him either, just kept listening.

I copied what I couldn’t recite several times, hugged him when he cried, Ah Zheng who liked to eat desserts but insisted on not saying anything, Ah Zheng who reasoned with him, guarded his father when he had a high fever, liked The father who played chess while others were playing... Shuicheng was confused at the end, and even complained about the Tai Tuo, "If he hits my palm again, I won't be able to recite it. Thinking about it, it hurts so much. It hurts."

The sage didn't interrupt him, didn't dislike him, but just listened quietly, and when Shuicheng couldn't remember what he said earlier, he continued a few sentences for him.

"Anyway, Cheng'er likes Ah Zheng very much." Shui Cheng ended with this sentence when he really couldn't think of what to say.

Sheng Sheng smiled, seeing that he had already reached the bedroom, he quickly coaxed Shui Cheng, "Okay, Cheng'er's Ah Zheng is the best. It's getting late, so go to bed quickly."

When Cheng'er fell asleep, the sage returned to the imperial study room again. He sat at the desk, looked at the books on the table, but didn't even have the desire/desire to open them, "Zihe, what do you mean by Cheng'er?" Son, why do you like that Jia Zheng so much?"

Noriko didn't answer, he knew that the sage didn't really want his answer.

But the answer is known without thinking.

Lonely.

And that Jia Zheng just appeared at that time.

After returning to the mansion, Jia Zheng sneezed several times, feeling extremely uncomfortable.After instructing the groom to keep his mouth shut about today's affairs, Jia Zheng felt a little relieved.

A table of dishes had already been prepared in the house, but Jia Zheng didn't feel like eating, so he just picked up a few chopsticks.Before he finished eating, he sneezed several times in a row, and Jia Zheng wondered, could it be that he really had a cold?

"23333 Could someone be thinking about you?"

"Don't be shy? Your little love?"

"Maybe you are missed by someone?"

"Take care……"

"I still feel that someone has taken a fancy to you."

"Could it be that the emperor has taken a fancy to you?"

"Put more clothes on."

"Maybe your protagonist's halo was excavated."

……

Some things in the bullet screen made Jia Zheng feel cold all over after seeing it, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured down.

What does it mean that the emperor has taken a fancy to him? !What is Xiaoqinger? !

What the hell is this!

Wait, before Jia Zheng's panic came over, he suddenly thought of a possibility, could it be... The saint already knew about his relationship with Shui Cheng? !

Bah bah bah, misuse misuse.What's the matter? This is it!Jia Zheng sincerely apologized in his heart.

But even so, as King Cheng thought, it's good to get past the bright side, and it's much better than giving up the truth later.

It's just that the scholar...

Just thinking about it gave Jia Zheng a headache, especially since Jia Zhu was still in this class. Fortunately, this was only Qiu Wei, so even if there was a commotion, he could hold it back. If something happened to Chun Wei, it would be a disaster.