Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

Because the concubine was tortured by the slaves again and again, Jia Zheng also paid attention to this matter, lest some rumors spread to pollute his official reputation, he kept a close eye on the backyard, and did not allow the slaves to gossip in private.

Sister Feng was in charge of the house for the first time, and she set fire to a few fires, and treated a bunch of servants in a submissive manner, taking care of all major and minor matters. After half a month, no one said the nonsense of "Master Huan's head is broken".

This was Aunt Zhao's first major victory in the house fight in Jia's house. She was so beautiful in her heart, her brows and eyes were stretched, her body became lighter, and she could even wake up from sleep with a smile.

Jia Huan stopped practicing boxing and kicking, and just stayed in the room all day pretending to be sick.Although eating, sleeping, and eating was his ultimate dream in his previous life, it was only after living this life that he discovered that the blood and killing had already been engraved into his bones, and he had never been separated for a moment.Even if time and space and body are changed, he is still the manic Jia Huan with a restless soul!

No matter how rich Jia's life is, it doesn't mean anything to him.He longs to be strong, longs for freedom, and longs to dominate his own destiny as he pleases.However, as long as he stays in Jia's mansion for a day, he can only be a humble son, who can be squeezed and flattened by others. Everything he desires is wishful thinking in the eyes of others, even in the eyes of Aunt Zhao.

Sitting on the kang by the window, Jia Huan had a gloomy expression. He smashed out a handful of acacia beans from his purse, chewed and swallowed them, and then took a sip of green tea, smacking and saying, "It's really bitter!"

"What's so bitter?" Que'er came in with a bowl of steaming medicine.

"The medicine is bitter! Bring me a plate of candied fruit." Jia Huan waved his hand.

Que'er didn't doubt that he was there, so he went busy.Jia Huan took out a large handful of oleander leaves from his purse and swallowed them whole, this time the painful facial features were distorted.However, what is even more unbearable is the severe pain of the body cells being destroyed by the toxin. At first, it is like a small flame, starting from the heart and gradually spreading, and every inch of the skin and bones is burned to ashes.

Mingming was in so much pain that he wanted to scream and roll all over the floor, and his body surface was astonishingly hot, but there was a weird smile on the corner of Jia Huan's mouth.He loves it so much!The more it hurts, the happier he laughs. When all the emotions that belong to human beings are wiped away one by one, only this heart-piercing pain can make him feel that he is a person, a living person!

Gritting his teeth and enduring waves of severe pain, the speed of body repair gradually failed to keep up with the speed of being destroyed, and the toxin was released from the inside, forming large patches of red spots on the skin, which then swelled and festered at an extremely fast speed.

"It's done, it's not in vain for me to overdose on drugs." Jia Huan lay down on the kang and took a deep breath.

"Ah, Mr. Huan, what's wrong with you?" Que'er stood at the door and exclaimed. She wanted to get closer, but when she saw the disgusting lumps, she retreated. She lifted her skirt and rushed into Aunt Zhao's room, shouting. , "Auntie, the third master is not well, come and take a look!"

"What's wrong with Huan'er?" Aunt Zhao was pricked severely by the embroidery needle in her hand, she threw away the blood-stained silk cloth, she didn't have time to put on her shoes, she jumped off the kang and ran outside.Was it not good just now?He even asked himself a bowl of braised pork in braised pork!There's no time for this brat to stop!

"Third Master, Third Master seems to be happy!" Que'er said out of breath.

"See you?! Hurry up, go and call the doctor!" Aunt Zhao swayed and almost passed out.Nanny Song and Xiao Jixiang hurriedly supported her arms from left to right.

Jianxi is the so-called chickenpox, which can be fatal if you are not careful, and it is highly contagious. If one person gets it, the whole hospital will be in danger.Aunt Zhao knew that no matter how stupid she was, she could not hide this matter, and while walking to her son's room, she sent Nanny Song to go to the room to report.

"Happy to see? It's really a blessing and a misfortune never comes singly! Have you invited a doctor?" In the Buddhist hall, Mrs. Wang was knocking on the wooden fish slowly, with no joy or sadness on her face.

"Please. I don't know what kind of karma that bastard created in his previous life. In this life, he suffers from time to time. This time, he will kill himself!" Zhou Rui's family covered their mouths and laughed.

"How can you say such nonsense in front of the Buddha? It's a sin! Huangeerji people have their own aura, and they will be fine." Mrs. Wang bowed to the Guanyin Bodhisattva on the altar, and then solemnly urged, "Hurry up and report Please don't let Baoyu and Daiyu get sick, especially Daiyu, whose delicate body and bones can't stand the slightest bit of tossing!" Then he frowned slightly, as if he was very worried about Daiyu.

"Hey, I'm going right away!" Zhou Rui's family understood and went down with his lips pursed.

Mother Jia's face was really ugly when she heard the news, and she felt that Mrs. Wang's worry was necessary, so she hurriedly asked someone to seal up Aunt Zhao's yard.Wang Xifeng waited on the side, and pondered, "Old Ancestor, I'm afraid it's not right to just seal the yard. The sinks for washing clothes are all connected, and the sickness will flow out with the water, so it can't be prevented! Why don't you hurry up and close the ring?" Brother, send it out and stop it from the source."

"What Feng girl said is true! After the doctor has seen it, ask a few servants to carry him out." Jia Mu rubbed her temples, deeply feeling that Jia Huan is a troublemaker, and accidents happen every day, so she should just send him away.

As soon as the doctor entered the hospital, he was shocked by the large, red, swollen and festering sores on Jia Huan's body.The maids and women didn't dare to approach, they all crowded outside the window and stretched their necks to watch, only Aunt Zhao took her son's hand to wipe away tears.

"Doctor, come and show Brother Huan, what's wrong with him?" Aunt Zhao hurriedly got up to give up her seat when she saw someone coming.

Damn it!First he fell, then he was beaten, and now he has acne. Could it be that this child is possessed by a broom star?Sighing in his heart, the doctor took out a square scarf smoked with wormwood from the medicine box to cover his mouth and nose, and carefully touched Jia Huan's pulse gate.

Jia Huan leaned on the kang, closed his eyes and fell asleep, his face was very peaceful, as if nothing happened.

After checking the pulse and then looking at his complexion, the doctor was confused, and stretched out his index finger towards a big bulging spot on the side of Jia Huan's cheek, "When did this boil grow?" The pulse is really strange, obviously it's not Jianxi , still the same as last time, like internal injury and poisoning.

"I don't know either!" Aunt Zhao cried.

"It's not a boil." Jia Huan suddenly opened his eyes, his thin lips pouted slightly, and he spat out a jujube stone that was moist and round, and the big lump on the side of his cheek disappeared naturally.

The corners of the doctor's mouth twitched, and Mr. Huan couldn't stop talking at this time, his eyes were bright and energetic, and his voice was full of vigor, showing that he was not seriously ill. After thinking about it, he looked at Aunt Zhao, shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm happy, I'm afraid it's Touched some poisonous flowers and weeds, which damaged the skin, I prescribed some heat-clearing and detoxifying prescriptions, and put on some ointment every day to see."

"Isn't it good to see you? Seriously?" Aunt Zhao was overjoyed.

"Seriously. Human life is at stake, how can I speak nonsense." The doctor wrote down the prescription while speaking, and then followed Yuanyang to the main courtyard to answer.

"Fortunately, it wasn't Jianxi, otherwise our mother and I would be kicked out! Thank you Bodhisattva for blessing!" When the doctor walked away, Aunt Zhao knelt down on the edge of the kang and bowed to the gods and Buddhas in all directions.

Jia Huan pulled his lips and smiled very darkly. He grabbed a big red date from the low table and stuffed it into his mouth. It's settled, thinking of this, I feel sorry for Aunt Zhao, so I can't help but reach out and touch her head.

"Damn child, you only know how to eat all day long! Tell me, did you eat something indiscriminately to make this happen?!" Aunt Zhao stood up abruptly, and slapped her son's rebellious hand with a slap.

"Absolutely not, I swear by my personality!" Anyway, that thing was gone eight lifetimes ago!Jia Huan smiled and raised three fingers.

"You bastard, you smile very cutely when you tell a lie, don't you know it? See if I don't expose your skin today, so as not to torment myself to death someday!" Aunt Zhao rolled up her sleeves, held down her son and gave him a good beating.

Jia Huan stretched his arms and legs to resist, and the mother and son made a fuss.

In the main courtyard, Mother Jia heard that she was allergic to poisonous flowers and weeds instead of seeing happiness. Her face turned cloudy and cleared. She sent the doctor away with 20 taels of silver, but she didn't send a message to the mother and son to lift the ban. Because Yuanyang said, The sore on Brother Huan's body is really disgusting and terrifying, I still detain him so as not to scare him.

"Didn't see Xi? Are you sure?" Mrs. Wang asked several times in the Buddhist hall.

"The old lady asked again and again, but the doctor shook his head and denied it. He is a well-known doctor in Beijing, so he might have smashed his own brand. After all, seeing happiness is a big deal, and it can't be fooled in the slightest." Zhou Rui's family showed a regretful look.

Mrs. Wang was stunned for a while, and then continued to knock on the wooden fish, her voice was flat and unwavering, "Okay, it's not just to see you happy. Go down, and report quickly if you have anything to do."

Zhou Rui's family lowered their eyebrows.

A few days after this wave passed, the sores on Jia Huan's body did not improve but became more serious. The doctor even changed several prescriptions but nothing worked, so he could only shake his head and sigh.

Gradually, gossip in the mansion resurfaced. Some said that Brother Huan had leprosy; some said that Brother Huan had committed a crime and God was punishing him; good words.

Wang Xifeng also described Jia Huan's terrifying appearance of illness to Jia's mother, and finally made her think again.

"Zheng'er, Brother Huan got such a strange disease. He has sores and pus flowing all over his body. It is very scary to look at. I am afraid that this disease will not be cured in a year or so, and it will pass the disease to others. What kind of leprosy is God's punishment Yes, it’s hard to say it, so why don’t you send him back to his hometown in Jinling.”

How could Jia Zheng care about a worthless concubine? Since he went to see it once, he was frightened away before entering the door. He felt extremely disgusted in his heart, so he nodded immediately and said, "What mother said is, my son will go down to make arrangements." .” Said and bowed to leave.

Aunt Zhao was like thunder when she received the news, but Jia Huan smiled and said secretly.

"You son of a bitch, how can you still laugh at this time?" Seeing her son's cheerful expression, Aunt Zhao hated iron for being weak, and cursed, "You idiot! You still have a monthly allowance in the mansion. Your The consultation fee was also paid by the public, and when I went to Jinling, I don’t know which Zhuangzi it was thrown into. All the expenses were deducted by the Zhuangtou, and my wife told me in private that our mothers have nowhere to go. Door, don’t cure your illness, don’t eat food, it will kill us sooner or later! When you get to the ground, you should cry! God, why am I so miserable! I won’t let me live a day of comfort! "Cursed and cursed, he howled, looking extremely sad.

Jia Huan felt a little guilty, touched Aunt Zhao's head, and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, Aunt Zhao, I will not let you be bullied when you go to Jinling, and your life will be a million times more comfortable than Jia's." After a pause, his voice slightly Shen continued, "Of course, if you don't want to go, you can just ask Jia Zheng. Your skin can still coax him."

Aunt Zhao didn't say anything for a long while, but her tears were suppressed. Finally, she thumped her son and said angrily, "What Jia Zheng? That's your father! Be respectful in the future, don't let anyone take the blame." Give me an accurate word, open the door curtain and go.

Jia Huan stared at her receding back, his eyes gradually bloodshot.