The Jade of the Red Chamber

He Er, whose real name is He Qing, is the head of Prince Jing's generals. He claims to be mighty, upright and personable, and he is a hundred times more popular than his prince!He is the best son-in-law in the eyes of Mrs. Ducheng—of course, this is what he claims to be.

He Qing, well, this name sounds awkward, let's call him He Er.

Speaking of which, He Er's child is also very pitiful: since the aftermath of the previous dynasty, the court has been stable, King Jing's He Wei has been awarded the military function and appeared in front of and above the people. He has chosen a serious name, and He Er is no exception. He came up with such a good word "Qing" after much deliberation, and proudly showed off to his brothers.This is human nature, if it’s just like this, it’s fine to be greeted twice by the brothers’ bowl-sized fists, but He Er is looking for it by himself—he grinned his big white teeth and leaned in front of his master’s house—— Watch the joke of his family's "Wang Concubine" who came out of the sun with three poles and was overworked.This was a stab at a hornet's nest, Lin Zhenyu rubbed her waist secretly with a smile on her face, and spread the profound meaning of the word "two" to everyone.Want to know who is the "Wang Concubine"?He became a Jinshi when he was a teenager!Just like that, the far-reaching meaning of the word "two" and He Qing's "tall" image are deeply imprinted on everyone's minds.

The tragedy after that was doomed. "From now on, He Qing is a passer-by" is absolute. The name He Qing only appeared on official documents, and people passed it on from word to mouth. When the document was transferred to the Ministry of War to report, people looked at it for a long time and didn't realize who this "He Qing" was. It wasn't until He Er gritted his teeth and squeezed out the word "He Er" from between his teeth that he suddenly realized it.He Er looked at the grey-haired principal with a face of "So it's He Er, did you say so earlier?" The corners of his eyes twitched, and he really felt a deep pain in his egg.

He Er is the most shrewd and cautious in his work, but in daily life, he seems to be a different person. He has suffered a lot under the hands of his master and the princess, but he never tires of teasing and laughing.However, he got into a fight with Lin Zhenyu again, and every time his big white teeth appeared in front of Lin Zhenyu's eyes, Lin Zhenyu felt a headache from being flashed, and had to inhale and inhale to restrain herself from facing that way. The urge to punch with big teeth.

Closer to home, today is a holiday and it's a festival. Everyone knows that on such a day, the masters always get up late and don't like anyone to wait on them.But there are always exceptions, such as He Er, such as Lin Zhenyu, Lin Zhenyu wants to sleep and refuses to sleep, but He Er is purely itchy, and he came here to have fun when his head got hot.

At the beginning of Mao, when the sky was still dark, a black shadow suddenly appeared from the bottom of the wall in the main courtyard where Shui Yang and Lin Zhenyu lived. Stand still in front of the house, euphemistically called protecting the prince's safety.He Liu, who was taking over the night patrol outside the courtyard, caught a glimpse of the familiar figure swaying past the wall of the main courtyard, the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously, and turned his face as if he hadn't seen it, and wisely led the team away from the main courtyard immediately, so as not to cause a fire at the gate and fish in the pond.

This house is exactly the one that Shui Yang built next door to the Lin Mansion, and they usually live here.This "main courtyard" is not big. On the contrary, it is a very small courtyard in this house. There are only three connected rooms as the main house, plus a few wing rooms at the back. Lin Zhenyu likes it, so she made it here. The main courtyard.

He Er gritted his teeth. He went out to Beijing to run an errand a few days ago. It’s been a long time since I saw the "heroic appearance" of the "Wang Concubine". I really miss it, especially when the brothers called "Er" brother with a long voice. !

Rubbing his chin, um, at this time, the old prince should get up and punch, what about today, hehe.

The weather in this season is already cold, especially when the sky is not bright in the morning, the small cold wind blows even more.He Er, who came over in a single suit, moved his body in a hurry, and suddenly remembered a sour poem "From now on, the king will not come to the court early", the more he chewed it, the more appropriate he felt, tsk tsk, when the "Wang Concubine" came out, he must write this sentence He came out and chanted!

Mentioning this sentence, a bloody mouth suddenly flashed in front of He Er's eyes. Thinking of the delicate Yuhuan girl from her parents' official house when he was on business in Linyang half a month ago, sweat dripped from He Er's forehead, and he was almost left behind. Now that she is a son-in-law, that girl is indeed as rich as Concubine Yang, but with that makeup... He Er strangely changed the face of his own concubine's face, and shivered violently. Seeing that face in his mind must have slashed him!With the cold sweat on his head and back being blown by the breeze, He Er wanted to sneeze when he opened his mouth, but suddenly he heard a faint movement in the main room, so he quickly covered his mouth and hid aside.

At this time, the sky in the east was turning white, it was half past eight hours, there was a rustling sound in the main room, but no one came out, followed by a muffled groan.There was a blush on He Er's bronzed face, and he looked around awkwardly, he didn't mean to listen to the corner, he was just being bitten by those boys these days!Brother was feeling bored, he just came here so early, thinking he would give a haha ​​when Master Zhen came out in the morning, just to find a balance.

It was He Er who asked for it himself. He could clearly guess what would happen in the master's room when he was resting, but he just came here out of breath. Why didn't he think about the time when his master was resting? It's not easy to go out with someone, but I still want to wait for the master to go out and see the jokes of the "Wang Concubine" smoothly, isn't it a daydream?

It's just that at this time, I can't retreat, there are already voices outside the main courtyard, if I climb the wall to go out now, I will be caught as a thief if I don't keep it neatly, thinking of my master's black face, if I let him know, I still have to retreat for a while Layer skin?He Er decided to stay here, anyway, no one would come in until dawn.Well, after being away for such a long time, I was finally transferred back to work with the prince, just now I am familiar with the daily life of my master.

He Er's eyes didn't look at the main room, but his ears were stunned. At the end of Mao's day, when the sky was bright, he suddenly heard a sharp moan. He Er's face burned again, and after a while, there was another "boom" a sound.He Er is familiar with this one. In the past, He Wei worked secretly for the prince and sometimes the conditions were difficult. Several brothers huddled together to sleep, and every night they were always kicked out of bed, that's the sound.He Er grinned and took a "hiss" breath, a little gloating, the sound was really "crisp"!

The door opened with a "squeak", and He Er hurriedly squatted behind the big potted plant in the yard, watching his master come out lightly, closed the door lightly, and walked briskly to the back room.He Er shook his head, thinking to himself, look at this step, look at this smug look, it doesn't look like someone kicked him off.

He Er is already thinking of quitting now. Didn't he see the prince's way of going out of the house? Now, he hit it at this time because his mind was wrong.But before he jumped out of the potted plant, Shui Yang leisurely came back with a tray.He Eryi slapped his head, how could he forget that although the master didn't want people to come to wait on him, the small kitchen in the back room was manned [-] hours a day, no wonder he came back so quickly, wasting a chance to run away.

He Er swallowed quietly when he smelled the aroma of the food on the tray. He really wanted to draw the virtuous appearance of his master, and his eyes would drop out of shock!

When Shui Yang entered the room, He Er stood up, rubbed his belly, and thought about going to the kitchen to get something good to fill his stomach.But in the next moment, he heard Mr. Chen's voice outside the small courtyard, hey, listening to this series of conversations, it was just in time for Mr. Chen to talk about tuberculosis.He Er's mouth was really bitter. He was about to go out, but he was bumped into by Mr. Chen, which definitely meant that the master, Mr. Zhen and everyone in the house had bumped into him. Thinking about Mr. Chen's questioning, it made people collapse.

He Er silently squatted down again, thinking that he would go out after Mr. Chen left. He listened to the movement with his ears open, and he heard Mr. Chen say with a smile: "I heard that these days are a bit late, and I often dress up as a servant in the daytime. Entering the mansion and stealing, we have no deterrence here than in the palace, we must make good inspections, and send people to guard the courtyards of the masters, so as not to disturb the masters."

He Er's hand touching his stomach froze, what's going on?How could it be such a coincidence?In a courtyard, He Liu, who had changed shifts and was having breakfast, sneezed loudly, causing He Yi, who was as cold-tempered as his master, to give him a cold look.

With a mournful face, He Er's "two sexes" came up, smashed the pot, decided to squat in the master's yard today as he did in the past when he was watching and investigating, and he couldn't be caught in public and let those boys laugh at him!

Quietly turning to the window behind the flowers, He Er started his stalking without blushing or panting, thinking that he had never heard or seen anything when he was working for the master.

Inside, Shuiyang's gentle voice woke Zhenyu up, and regardless of the protest of the person in his arms, he insisted on feeding him a bowl of porridge.Touching the sweaty sun, Shui Yang had a little introspection, last night and this morning were a bit over.After feeding the porridge, Shuiyang gently picked up the drowsy man, and went to the side room. He spent a lot of time making the pool, and there was always hot water coming from the back. Isn't it for the convenience at this time?

He Er under the window bared his teeth, with a sour expression on his face, hey, master, how virtuous are you?Also feed porridge.

The bathroom is on the other side, He Er can't hear it and dare not go there, he just listens now, if he sees something he shouldn't see, I'm afraid the master will send him to a place in the northwest where there is no human habitation for decades to do errands.Tch, he has seen his master eating delicious food, he can't touch the tiger's tail, so Master Zhen is definitely the tiger's eyeball.

With a sound of "crash" the curtain sounded, Shui Yang hugged the red and wet Zhenyu back and put it on the couch beside him, gathered the dirty quilt on the bed a few times and threw it behind the screen, and changed it quickly New bedding prepared in the morning.It was so easy to coax the angry and ignorant Zhenyu to eat the still-warm meal, and Shuiyang also fed herself full during feeding.

He Er under the window rested his hand on his flat stomach, while being soured by his father's soft and slow words, his mouth and stomach became more and more sore and hungry, but he dared not go out even if the two of them had the guts at this time , if the master catches it at this time, alas, I dare not think about it!

Now He Er didn't want to make fun of Zhenyu anymore, he just hoped that the two masters could go out, tomorrow was Chongyang Festival, so it would be nice to go to the Lin Mansion next door.

But Shui Yang in the room was thinking: Tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival and Fuyu's birthday, I am afraid that my lover will have to stay at Lin's house for a whole day, and I have to go to the palace, why don't I cherish today and cherish it.

The sun was rising, He Er was holding a root of grass in his mouth, and the big man over eight feet crouched behind a clump of flowers and plants, counting the veins of the leaves and waiting for the time to pass.Look at the sun, it's already time, He Erbai was bored thinking about what his master had been doing for more than half an hour, as if he was coaxing Master Zhen not to sleep, um, afraid of food accumulation.What's more, he didn't listen to Master Zhen's disgusting words, and rushed to rub his waist and legs for others?He Er resolutely refused to admit it. Just now when he knew what Grandpa did from the words and movements of those two people, he was so shocked that he almost couldn't hold his tongue.

He Er stuck his neck under the window with a stiff neck, and he didn't dare to turn his head to glance up. He kept muttering in his heart that his master had left a tall image anyway. Go out and let people see it. I'm afraid there will be fewer people planting dogwoods when climbing the mountain in Chongyang tomorrow.

Muttering to muttering, He Er was still a little envious in his heart, as for what he envied, he couldn't tell.But don't get me wrong, readers, neither of the two of them has any thoughts that he shouldn't have, but the one next to the master is very interesting.

He Er couldn't think of his master's actions behind him that almost scared him out of his heart.

The sun was rising and it was getting hotter. He Er, who was drowsy under the window, almost jumped up when he heard a sound, and rubbed his ears. Oh my god, the sight of his unscrupulous and ruthless family can choke the old officials in court at a glance. Prince!Reading poems and drawing books in a serious manner!

To be honest, Shuiyang's voice is very nice, neither fast nor slow, even Zhenyu, who had seen Jin Yong Gulong in that era, was also attracted by the mediocre picture books he read.But some people can't enjoy such a blessing. They fight one after another in the cold war, scratch their ears and scratch their heads, feel weak, the grass in their mouth is chewed to pieces, and He Er wants to cry without tears. He must not let his master know that he is here this time. ...