The Wang family of the Red Chamber has a wife

Seeing the tightly closed soft curtains sprinkled with flowers and greenery, Jia She felt anxious in his heart. There was no reason why he fell into a coma like this?Could it be that someone in this mansion is causing trouble?Don't blame Jia She for guessing with a villain's heart, that time when he accidentally ran into Zhang's vomiting scene, the husband and wife had a heart-to-heart talk; although Zhang blindly covered up for his mother, Jia She was not an idiot. Do you know what's going on in the backyard?On weekdays, it's just hidden.

Away from a layer of curtains, Doctor Zhang closed his eyes and concentrated on examining Zhang's pulse.He had just returned home from the Moon Altar, and before he had time to tidy up in the future, he was invited by the Rongguo Mansion with a name card.

Huh?With this pulse condition, he raised his brows, turned to look at Yayan who was almost holding his breath, "Are you the maid next to Grandma?"

Yayan was concentrating on looking at the curtain that had never moved at all. Hearing this, he nodded again and again, but he didn't dare to startle Mrs. Zhang: "Exactly! I am serving grandma personally. If Mr. Zhang has anything to ask , just ask me!"

Doctor Zhang withdrew his hand on Zhang's pulse, and signaled Yayan to move the slender catkin exposed outside the curtain: "Does your grandma still use makeup?"

cosmetics?Yayan's eyes fell on a screen, behind which was the makeup mirror, she nodded: "Yes, our grandma has been pale since she was pregnant, and she doesn't want to make people worry, so she doesn't want to worry about it when she goes out on weekdays." You need to use less rouge to make your complexion look brighter and fresher!" As he spoke, he turned around and walked quickly behind the screen, but in the blink of an eye, he turned around, holding two coins about half as large as hers. A white porcelain box the size of a fist, painted with orchids in the empty valley.These are the two things Zhang usually puts rouge and face powder on.

"Hurry up and show me it!" Smelling a strange fragrance from the tip of his nose, Doctor Zhang took a box from Yayan's hand with a flick of his eyes.Opening the lid, the rouge was rose red, delicate and lovely in color; he was very cautious, and gently pressed it with his fingertips, and the powder stained was crystal clear and moist.

Jia Amnesty watched his demeanor and movements, and his gaze on the rouge box became unpredictable.

I shouldn't talk too much about these secrets in the back house, but this grandma of the Rongguo Mansion is also an aunt from the Zhang family... Doctor Zhang looked helplessly at the small porcelain box in his hand, and shook his head: "Take this Throw away the two boxes of rouge face powder! If you need to use it in the future, you’d better make some by yourself—don’t take away the public accounts!”

The daily situation in Rongguo Mansion is no different from that of most other noble families in central Beijing.The steward has great power, not only can he dispatch manpower, but also the daily food and necessities are all in the hands of the steward.This is also the reason why Jia Shishi has become a mother-in-law, but still wants to compete with her daughter-in-law for the housekeeping right.

Upon hearing this, Jia She's face turned pale as paper when he remembered something.He tried his best to smile with the corners of his mouth, and cupped his hands to Imperial Physician Zhang: "I'm sorry, Imperial Physician Zhang! Please talk outside—"

Yayan stood beside the bed, looking down at the two white jade-like porcelain boxes in his hands, feeling his hands and heart burning.According to Doctor Zhang, these two things are the main culprits of grandma's discomfort!Thinking about where this came from, a burst of hatred rose in her heart.

When Physician Zhang was talking to Jia Amnesty, Mrs. Zhang had already come to her senses. Hearing the sound outside the curtain, she was lying quietly, but the corners of her eyes were glistening and translucent. There was a water mark when it was wet, which was particularly eye-catching.

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Seeing the figure sitting in the front hall, Shi Qingwan was slightly stunned for a moment, then came back to her senses, and wanted to go forward to salute, but was stopped by An Fu all of a sudden.

"Madam, you don't need to be too polite!" An Fu congratulated Shi Qingwan with a smile on his face, "Madam is so lucky! Miscellaneous family came today because of Madam's edict!"

Hearing this, Shi Qingwan was not as ecstatic as Anfu imagined, she just pursed her lips and smiled, and then asked: "The matter of conferring the imperial edict is really due to the mighty kindness of the Holy Majesty, and my wife is very grateful! Just forgive me! I'm being impolite, so I'll ask more questions, I don't know how my husband is?" Seeing An Fu in the official robe of the chief servant, the uneasiness in her heart that had arisen since last night was already aggravated; Shi Qingwan immediately yelled that it was terrible.The news of the assassination of the Holy Driver of the Moon Altar has spread throughout the capital this morning. Shi Qingwan has always been quick-witted, so how could she fail to guess when she heard this unreasonable imperial edict?

However, she wasn't worried about Wang Ziteng's personal safety, otherwise, the manager wouldn't have congratulated herself in such a congratulatory manner.

Shi Qingwan tried her best to hide the anxiety in her heart, but she couldn't hide it from An Fu, who had trained a pair of sharp eyes in the palace long ago.He waved his hand, and said very carefully: "Madam, don't worry, what happened last night—I think you know something about it; miscellaneous people shouldn't be talkative, but——" He moved his head closer, and his voice was even louder. A little lower: "The king's guards are brave and loyal, and they have captured the criminals with evil intentions. They are now being interrogated in the prison!"

After a moment of silence, Shi Qingwan's eyes showed doubts, did the situation really pass so lightly?Thinking about last night's restlessness, she bit her lower lip and stopped asking.

"Hey!" An Fu looked at Shi Qingwan still in disbelief, thinking that before leaving, Wang Ziteng asked him not to disclose the serious injury; in desperation, he could only reveal half truth and half falsehood Some: "However, Wang Shiwei suffered a slight injury. After all, those gangsters are extremely vicious and desperate people!" Words are not true, and this kind of words is the most convincing, and An Fu knows this well.

Forget it, since life is of no concern, no matter how serious the injury is, just take things to take care of slowly in the future!Shi Qingwan sighed, with a smile on his face again, and bowed to An Fu again: "Please trouble the manager."

The fourth-rank Gongren, the scrolls bestowed by the emperor are golden hibiscus flowers, and the bright yellow silk is made by the Jiangnan weaving that the Zhen family is in charge of. This also shows the emperor's generous treatment of the Zhen family.Shi Qingwan looked at the scroll held high in Anfu's hand, and inadvertently became distracted.

Respectfully receiving the imperial seal scroll, Shi Qingwan felt refreshed all over her body, and checked with her spiritual sense in amazement, only to find two golden rays of light lingering around her Nascent Soul.If she realized something, recalling the memories in her mind about this aspect, it must be the so-called virtuous spirit!

It is indeed a bit exaggerated to use the word "Tianzi" to refer to the emperor of a dynasty. After all, the dynasties have changed. If Ziwei Xingjun really descended, wouldn't Ziwei Xingjun be overwhelmed?

However, the decree bestowed by the emperor and him actually has a certain amount of merit. As long as there is no entanglement of cause and effect to kill each other, a piece of wealth and tranquility is enough to last to the next life.If you are entangled in resentment and evil debts, once the limit is exceeded, the hindrance to your lifespan is still relatively light; just like Bai Qi, a general during the Warring States period, although he had the spirit of meritorious deeds, but because he killed 40 soldiers of Zhao State , was contaminated with blood and resentment, and finally fell out of harmony with each other, and a generation of killing gods committed suicide.

It's a pity that many people in the world don't know the truth. Once they gain power, they have bad intentions, or later generations take advantage of their power to do things that are harmful to nature and reason, which leads to the loss of blessings and the collapse of the family.

Shi Qingwan was very pleasantly surprised by the increase and decrease of the power of merit. After all, merit is of great benefit to the path of cultivation. Existence, merit is immortal, and those who hold it are immortal.

Gathering up her scattered thoughts, Shi Qingwan kowtowed to the sky three times, got up and followed An Fu's arrangement, and entered the inner room, where the female officer sent by the Department of Clothes Bureau prepared for her a new bride-to-be. Clothes.

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"What!" Looking at the eldest son who was sobbing in front of him, Jia Daishan shook his body and stabilized his figure by propping up the big red sandalwood bookcase; Can be blown away by the wind: "Xie'er, say it again, what is... what is it? You, think carefully about it!"

Keenly aware of something wrong with his father, Jia Amnesty couldn't figure out why, but wiped the unrestrained tears on his face with his sleeve, choked up, and repeated what he said just now: "Father! It's the most commonly used rouge for those women. Gouache, it’s these things that almost didn’t harm Mrs. Zhang! Mother always loves her second brother more than her son, and the son can understand it. After all, the son grew up with his grandmother and didn’t get close to his mother often; but Zhang The child in the womb is my eldest son, the eldest grandson of Rongguo Mansion!"

He was sobbing, but he still tried his best to speak clearly: "If it wasn't for Zhang Shifu's fate and the fussiness of the baby in his womb, I'm afraid—I'm afraid that he would die twice in the future! What woman doesn't use rouge and powder It is impossible to guard against Zhang's side through the hands of his sister! Father, the son dare not blame the mother, but begged the father to give Zhang and the child a room to grow up safely, the son... the son is so grateful!" said In the end, he was full of grief, thinking about the grievances he had suffered over the years, but fortunately he broke the pot and fell on the ground and wept loudly.

One corpse, two lives!

Hearing this word, Jia Daishan stumbled back two steps.I don't know why, a figure of Qiaoxiao Gupan flashed in front of his eyes suddenly, and that sandalwood box painted with gold and painted with acacia flowers...

"Father!" From the corner of the eye, Jia Daishan caught a glimpse of Jia Daishan's inconstant thoughts, and Jia She became more and more puzzled. This expression was not anger, but fear, and recalled a little more. Could it be... there must be something in it that he didn't even know. know things!

As if Jia Daishan didn't hear Jia Amnesty's call, he slumped down on the red sandalwood carved auspicious cloud chair, pulling the small drawer under the book table with trembling fingers, his usual hale and hearty look was completely gone, and he pulled it two or three times in a row. open.

"Ah!" He seemed to suddenly realize that there was another person in the study. He raised his head and looked at Jia She, who was still kneeling on the ground, with a smile uglier than crying, which made people feel desolate. , with a trembling voice: "Xie'er...you, you go back first! I will, I will give you an explanation for this matter! For the time being—" Paused, after a moment of hesitation: "You take the Your daughter-in-law is going to stay at our own village in the suburbs for a few days!"

Although Jia Daishan was weak and exhausted at this time, it seemed that he was vulnerable to a single blow, but even if Jia She wanted to say a few more words under the years of accumulating power, he was taken aback by his weeping voice, Not daring to speak again, he hurriedly backed out.

Seeing that the door was closed, Jia Daishan shook his hands and held a bright sandalwood box in the drawer; he got up and walked two steps with Duobaoge on the side, leaning against the window, and carefully looked at the box that was still clear. The albizia julibrissin seems to be trembling slightly.For a moment, I just felt that there was chaos in my mind, and the sadness and pain in my heart were hard to describe.

"Albizia julibrissin..." Jia Daishan raised his head and put his eyes on the short acacia tree in front of his window, crying and laughing: "Fei'er, I only think of a happy relationship between husband and wife, but I forgot that albizia juliensis is a death for love." Zhihua—so, is this what you wanted to say back then?"

Only a "click" sound was heard, and the sandalwood box that had not been opened for a long time was opened. The inside was divided into four compartments, with a small circle in the center surrounded by fans of equal size.Jia Daishan gently, as if stroking his lover's delicate cheeks, stared obsessively at a small portrait on the back of the box cover, which was drawn by himself to portray the beautiful face of his beloved woman in the past.Suddenly, his eyes froze.