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

No matter how humble Jia Huan's status is, he is the son of Jia Zheng, and the blood of the Jia family flows in his body. He was so seriously injured. As the rulers of the Jia family, Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng also have to care more or less. , so as not to fall behind the excuse of treating the concubine harshly.

The doctor was called to inquire, knowing that the situation was serious, so she closed her eyes when she was uncertain. Mrs. Wang sighed, waved to Sister Feng and said, "Go to the warehouse to bring some high-quality medicinal materials and send them to Aunt Zhao, what is missing? Just open your mouth, and you must save Huan'er." After contemplating for a moment, he added, "I still have a hundred-year-old ginseng, which may be useful, and I will ask Jin Chuan to bring it to you later. Amitabha, good job How could he be in such a catastrophe? I will go to the Buddhist hall to offer incense, and then sincerely chant sutras for half a day."

"My wife is charitable. The Buddha heard my wife's prayer, and he will surely bless Huan'er from danger to good luck." Wang Xifeng pretended to comfort her, followed Jin Chuan to get ginseng, and then sent Ping'er to report to Jiamu.

Mrs. Wang entered the Buddhist hall and lit incense, slowly twisting the beads in her hands, muttering Buddhist scriptures in her mouth, but there was a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

When Mother Jia heard the news, she only frowned, sealed a few taels of silver to the doctor as a thank you, and sent Amber to send a few herbs.She has always disliked Jia Huan, this grandson has no place in her heart, he is just a dispensable existence.

Wang Xifeng went back to the yard, just sat down on the kang, before he had time to drink some hot tea, Caiming lifted the curtain and came in, knelt down with a plop, sad in his mouth, "Please help grandma!"She had just heard from Ping'er that Jia Huan's vitals were injured and he might close his eyes at any time. If so, Duofu would not have to live.

"That brother of yours is incompetent! Back then when he was sent to brother Huan, he just took the money and didn't care about the errands. A young servant lived more comfortably than the serious master of Jia's mansion, but he was obsessed with phlegm. If he pays more attention to Brother Huan, there will be no disaster today." Wang Xifeng sneered, and slowly skimmed off the scum with the lid of the teacup.

"My slave's parents died early, so I'm so blessed for this family member, and it's my slave who feeds the excrement and urine with my own hands. If he goes, the slave will have to complain to grandma, and let him go down to see his deceased father and mother. Liezong." Caiming pressed his head to the ground, weeping mournfully.

Wang Xifeng hated Aunt Zhao's mother and son the most on weekdays, and regarded them no more than the servants of Jia's mansion, not to mention that Caiming was one of her most powerful maids, and her status was higher than Jia Huan's.Thinking that Jia Huan has always been naughty, he described vulgar words and vulgar words, hated ghosts, and was like a culprit. If he went, it would only make the master sigh, and it would not matter much. Aunt Zhao would not be able to make much trouble if she lost her son. After expressing her aunt's wishes, she nodded and said, "Get up, after all, the injury is serious. It's okay to save him from death, but he must suffer some pain."

"Thank you, grandma! This servant is in this life, no, in the next life, I will be a cow and a horse for grandma, tie a grass ring, and go through fire and water, in order to repay the grace of saving my life today!" Caiming was overjoyed, kowtowing and flattering.

"Get up, what a big deal, it's worth filling in your next life too?" Wang Xifeng smiled softly, put down the teacup and stretched her muscles.

At this time Ping'er came in, holding a few large boxes of medicinal materials in his hand, and saluted, "Grandma, everything is ready."

"Let's go now." Wang Xifeng got off the kang and stroked her unruly temples.

Caiming hurriedly put a mink fur cloak on her.

Walking to the door, Wang Xifeng rolled his eyes when he saw the beautifully packaged century-old mountain ginseng on the top, then went back, opened the gift box and cut a few ginseng whiskers, wrapped them in paper and handed them to Pinger, casually said, "This hundred-year-old ginseng is a good thing. Its five shapes and six bodies are so perfect. At least it is worth 500 taels of silver. It shouldn't be spoiled."

"Grandma said so!" Ping'er chuckled, and randomly stuffed the ginseng into a gift box.That Feng'er has put the whole branch of wild ginseng into Lian's second grandma's private treasury.

A group of people walked to Aunt Zhao's yard in a mighty way.

Although Jia Huan was asleep on the other side, but within three to five minutes, he felt someone push the door, and the alertness he had cultivated for a long time prompted him to wake up immediately, and closed his eyes to fall asleep.

Aunt Zhao walked lightly to the side of the bed, wanting to touch her son's pale and transparent face, and saw the blood-stained gauze wrapped around his forehead retracted again, and wiped away his tears with the handkerchief.

Jia Huan's nanny stood behind her, hesitated for a while and said softly, "Auntie, Duofu doesn't look good, Second Grandma Lian won't come to settle accounts with you, will she? She protects her weaknesses like that, and Caiming is her right-hand man. Son, when I sent Duofu over here, I personally greeted us, Brother Huan is fine now, she said that there will be a scene, it will not be good for Brother Huan's reputation."

It's really not a good reputation to kill slaves at will. Aunt Zhao was worried, but more of it was resentment. She gritted her teeth and said, "She asked me to settle the score? I have to go to the old lady, madam, and master to sue her! Back then Who is Duofu diligent and smart? As a result, a few little whores took his soul away in the blink of an eye, and abandoned us. I knew she thought our mother was not going well, so she sent Duofu here on purpose to assassinate him. Shall we? Let's go! Ask the master to make the decision, and drive out all the slaves of this family! You can't dirty the good land of my Jia's house." As he spoke, he became more and more angry, and turned away.

How could Aunt Zhao be such an all-around enemy to Wang Xifeng?She has 1 minds and a thousand mouths, even ten men can't beat her!Don't you throw yourself into the trap and humiliate yourself if you make trouble with the master?

Nanny Song quickly stopped him, and patiently persuaded him, "Auntie, please take it easy, don't make trouble in front of the master. It's not like you don't know that he hates your behavior the most in your life, and it must make you tired."

Concerned about her son on the hospital bed, Aunt Zhao was filled with grief, wiped her tears and choked up, and said, "I was born humble, and I don't know much, so how can I protect my child other than making noise? If I don't try to force people to hate me from time to time, then the Buddha's mouth How can the snake-hearted old woman tolerate me? How does the master pay attention to our mother? How does Huan'er grow up safely? The aunt who has children in this house, besides me, look who else can live!"

Jia Huan, who closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, felt a movement in his heart.He originally thought that Aunt Zhao was vulgar, greedy and narrow-minded, just like what was written in the book, but after hearing these words, he knew that there was also a gully in her chest.She deliberately vilified herself, showing her sense of existence everywhere, jumping up and down like a clown, but it was just a means of self-protection.

She has a graceful figure and a very beautiful appearance, which can completely cover up the lack of temperament and upbringing, otherwise Jia Zheng, who cherishes feathers, would not accept her as a concubine even if he recruited people. Daughters and sons were born one after another, and he disobeyed Mother Jia.If she is not only outstanding in appearance, but also gentle and perfect in temperament, she will die quietly at some point, and she may not be able to keep a pair of children.

She is ignorant, her background is humble, and her means of protecting herself are clumsy, even a bit rough, but they are effective.At least Mrs. Wang just hated her and despised her, but she never thought of getting rid of her.

Listening to Aunt Zhao's weeping voice, Jia Huan's tense nerves relaxed.He has not experienced the warmth between people for a long time.

Aunt Zhao stopped crying after crying for a while, and didn't mention going to the master to complain, she just stayed by her son's bed.At this moment, someone shouted outside the door, "Second Grandma Lian is here."

Aunt Zhao immediately adjusted her makeup and went out with her head held high.

"Brother Huan is better? Are you awake?" Wang Xifeng took Aunt Zhao's hand and asked anxiously.

"It's better, I just woke up, and now I fell asleep again." Aunt Zhao pulled her lips, and said with a half-smile.

Caiming, who was hiding behind Wang Xifeng, heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this, and looked up the courtyard, looking for his brother.She wasn't afraid that Aunt Zhao would hit the board, who would dare to offend Second Mistress Lian among the slaves in the courtyard?They will control their strength during the stick punishment, even if they knock a hundred times, they will be alive and well after three or two days of rest, and they will ask Second Mistress tomorrow to find a better place.

Seeing a large pool of blood extending from the house, her relaxed expression immediately changed, and another unremarkable little maid quietly moved behind her and said something in a low voice, which made her scream, "I Brother was killed?!"

"What's going on here? How can you use lynching to execute slaves at will?" Wang Xifeng raised her eyebrows.

Aunt Zhao involuntarily looked towards the side room, her expression tensed.

Caiming didn't care about the dignity of the master and the servant, pushed Aunt Zhao away and rushed into the wing room, saw the mangled figure lying on the bed, wailed loudly, then hugged Sister Feng's legs and couldn't stop crying for grievances, how many people dragged her Can't live.

I thought I would be able to rescue him easily by walking around, and take in two loyal servants by the way, but I didn't expect that Aunt Zhao would beat him to death directly, which made Wang Xifeng caught off guard and felt ashamed.She gritted her teeth, with anger in her chest, pointed at Aunt Zhao and cursed, "There is no kingly law, even if there is something wrong in the blessing, you have to report to the master, wife, and old lady before dealing with it. There is absolutely no reason to disregard human life!"

"He didn't die at all, he just passed away, howling and howling after being carried back, don't disturb Huan'er's cleanliness. He killed Huan'er, even if I killed him, what can you do to me? Go to the government to sue me Ah!" Knowing that Jia Zheng is a face-saving person, she will definitely find a way to suppress the matter, and she is still reasonable, so Aunt Zhao shouted at Wang Xifeng and Caiming.

Caiming's eyes were red, she pushed away Ping'er Feng'er who was pulling her, and rushed towards Aunt Zhao, "I'll fight with you!" She never took Aunt Zhao seriously, and she only stabbed Aunt Zhao when she spoke in the past , who had never been humiliated like this before, became dizzy for a while.

Nanny Song and others hurriedly stopped them, and the group was in a mess.

Jia Huan was disturbed by the noise, so he lifted the quilt and shoes, picked up a teacup on the table, went to the door, watched the excitement for a while, and threw it out at the right time.

Caiming, who gnawed like a mad dog, screamed and covered his forehead, blood gurgling out from between his fingers.Everyone backed away in horror, turned their heads to look, only to see a thin, pale-faced, dark-eyed child leaning against the door, with a malicious smile at the corner of his red mouth, wearing white and empty obscene clothes and trousers. Like a ghost.

"Why don't you come to me if you are desperate? I smashed the person." He walked in while talking, went to the bedside and sniffed Tan Duofu, and shook his head regretfully, "Why didn't you die? Why don't I die?" Make it up for him before you make a fuss?" Then he picked up the footstool beside the bed, making a gesture to smash it.

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