Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

Jia Zheng stood there in place. In the midsummer evening, the breeze was blowing the leaves and making rustling sounds. The wind was not cold, but Jia Zheng felt shuddering.Suddenly, I feel that this solemn and prosperous mansion is like a beast with its mouth open, which can swallow people's hearts, just like the dark lake under the pavilion.

He had never seen Mother Jia's killing and decisive momentum after her kindness was withdrawn. He knew what would happen to Aunt Zhao if he hadn't interceded today.

He has always known how much Mrs. Wang hates Aunt Zhao, but he can understand, after all, who would like a person who separates her husband?Isn't everyone shouting and beating the mistress now?However, he has tried his best to balance this deformed relationship.

He wears the shell of Jia Zheng, but he is not Jia Zheng himself. He can love Jia Zhu, Yuan Chun, Bao Yu, Tan Chun, and Jia Huan like his own children, and he can love Yingchun and Xichun like an uncle. , but he really has no way to treat Mrs. Wang and Aunt Zhao as his wives. He admits that he is a selfish person. He doesn't love anyone, let alone now he has a lover in his heart.Lying that he has a problem is the best he can do, but he didn't expect that such a white lie would have such a result.

Thinking of Mrs. Wang's calm and down-to-earth methods, even the two little maids who are only eight years old are hiding so many thoughts, then Qingwen Jia Zheng knows it, and she is very knowledgeable to listen to today's words, but Pearl is I don't know who it is, I'm afraid Pearl's thoughts are the voices of the maids in the house.

If the maids are dazzled by the rich and luxurious life, then why are the rich such as Mrs. Wang and Jia Mu?

There was a blank look on Jia Zheng's face. He didn't understand what people were thinking in their hearts, and how did people in ancient times stay calm when surrounded by such a group of people?Calculating and calculating all day long, what is left in the end?

Along the path of the garden, Jia Zheng paced while thinking about his thoughts. He didn't know how long he had walked before he realized that the surroundings were completely dark. The garden looked gloomy at this moment, and the moon in the sky was completely covered by dark clouds. There is no real gap.

Jia Zheng looked around and felt that the inside looked very unfamiliar, so he quickly turned around and walked back along the original road. After walking a few steps, his vision was too blurred and he walked faster than when he came, stumbled by the stones under his feet , Jia Zheng hurriedly stabilized his body, and when he looked up again, he saw a faint light coming from the gap in the shadow of the tree on the right.

It was probably the place where the women and servants guarding the garden lived. Jia Zheng thought about it and walked to a place with light. When he got close, he could see clearly that there was a small courtyard in front of him. The courtyard was not big, only a square room In the side room, the oil lamp in the main room was on, and two figures were reflected on the window paper.

Seeing that the figures were really two young servants, Jia Zheng walked quickly to find a lantern to light up. When he walked by a big tree surrounded by three people, he suddenly kicked something down. Jia Zheng looked down, But he saw that there was a lantern under his feet, the wick had been burned dry, and a hole was burned in the lantern skin.

Jia Zheng bent down to pick up the lantern, and took two steps forward, and the voices in the yard came to Jia Zheng's ears dimly.

"Good Qiang'er, don't move, I want to die."

The voice was so familiar, Jia Zheng hesitated and stopped, only to hear another voice.

"If you really want to, why didn't you think of a way to save it yesterday, but ruined it for him!" The voice was somewhat resentful, but there was even a hint of sarcasm in it.

Jia Zheng's voice sounded strange to his ears, but when he heard Jia Zheng, he understood in his heart, and retreated slowly, and while retreating, he heard the familiar voice coaxing: "Don't you know your heart, but he It's Lao Tzu, what can I do, I'm so kind to Qiang'er, let's pretend to be a snake with him, and when we get back together in the future, we don't have to suffer wronged again."

What did the man answer again, but Jia Zheng couldn't hear him. He lowered his head and walked cautiously, not to disturb the people in the house. He didn't leave until he was far away. He had just walked two steps when he heard someone approaching with a lantern. There were four boys behind carrying the sedan chair, and Jia Zheng frightened the man carrying the lamp to illuminate the road, and asked loudly, "Damn you! Which one without eyes is blocking the way?"

The sedan chair also stopped, and the person inside asked, "What?"

Jia Zheng stood still and saw that the person holding the lantern in front of him was dressed as a boy. The boy was holding a lantern to take a picture. Seeing that it was Jia Zheng, he immediately smiled: "Master, it's Mr. Zheng, the little boy who hit him you."

The sedan chair curtain was lifted, and the person inside was Jia Zhen. He got out of the sedan chair and bowed to Jia Zheng: "Why did the second uncle come here? Where are the boys around? I just called over there, and the people over there were looking for me." Woolen cloth."

Jia Zheng forced a smile: "I don't know why, I just walked over and was about to go back."

Seeing that Jia Zheng's complexion was not good, Jia Zhen rolled her eyes, walked up to Jia Zheng, smiled ambiguously, and said in a low voice, "Isn't she just an aunt, she deserves my second uncle's anger, if you want, just send it out, it's innocent outside The big girl with yellow flowers looks neat, and it only costs a little money to buy one!"

The smile on Jia Zheng's face became even stiffer, and Jia Zhenjian sighed: "Second uncle, man, it's a good thing if you like to be jealous, but it's a disaster if you don't want to be jealous!"

Jia Zheng was stunned, looking at the expression of enjoyment on Jia Zhen's face, he suddenly felt ridiculous and sad in his heart, people in the deep house compound were fighting to the death for themselves, enjoying the feeling of being contended for, complacent, and then "sending out" the losers , and then buy a new one.

Suddenly he thought of what he couldn't ignore just now, all the maids in that room stared at Aunt Zhao's look of contempt, as if the more they despise each other, the more they can reflect their differences.

But is there really a difference?Jia Zheng didn't understand, since Aunt Zhao was also born as a maid, did the other maids really not feel sad when the rabbit died?

And Huan'er, he couldn't forget the tears he saw on that child's face, now he is just a child, a precocious child, so the cold eyes of his grandmother, the crying of his mother, the indifference of his aunt, and those The contempt and sarcasm of the maids and women gathered in the eyes of the children, what will happen in the end?

Even an adult would shudder in his heart when he saw this, but what about Jia Huan, he turned into a wretched and vicious boy in the end, right?

Seeing that Jia Zheng's face was stiff and embarrassing, Jia Zhen regretted her slip of the tongue, laughed dryly, and said to Jia Zheng: "Second uncle, go back quickly, I can't find it over there." They all alarmed the old lady."

Jia Zheng's head hurt even more when he heard it. He is in his thirties, can he lose it?It was Jia Zhen's kindness to refuse, so Jia Zheng was carried back to Rongguo Mansion by Lu in the sedan chair that Jia Zhen had used when he came.

Someone over there had already reported to the old man to look for it. When Jia Zheng entered Jiamu's courtyard, Jiamu's room was brightly lit, and all the maids and women in the room were standing. Mrs. Wang sat next to Jiamu, with tears in her eyes. , sobbing and pale face seemed to be greatly wronged, and the anxiety on Jia Mu's face eased a lot after seeing Jia Zheng coming in.

"You're a sinner, son, why bother to vent your anger on others when you're unhappy!" Jia Mu said heartbrokenly, and Mrs. Wang next to her shook her head even more.

Normally, Jia Zheng would bow his head and make up for a few nice words, such as "to make the mother worry that the child is unfilial", but now Jia Zheng is so exhausted that he can't even smile, and the words come to his mouth. Without coming out, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to Jiamu, then turned and left Jiamu's yard to go back to Rongxi Hall.

When stepping out of the threshold, the little maid was so frightened that she forgot to close the curtain for Jia Zheng. Everyone in the room looked at Jia Zheng's back in silence and couldn't believe it. It wasn't until Jia Zheng's people could hardly see clearly in the dark that Jia's mother was in a hurry. He shouted anxiously: "Come and follow the master, don't let him alone."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, the maids did not dare to speak loudly, for fear that the anger of the masters would spread to them, Li Wan was a daughter-in-law, and it was not easy to intervene when she was a daughter-in-law, Madam Wang felt cold all the time, unexpectedly Xiang Du Jia Zheng, who is a filial son, would even lose face to Jia's mother.

At this time, Mother Jia was not in the mood to be angry. Seeing her son's paper-like face and empty eyes, Mother Jia was afraid that her son, who had finally been blessed by his ancestors, would suddenly be beaten back to his original shape, and she felt flustered and distressed.

Until the boy who followed Jia Zheng ran in and replied: "Master, go straight back to Rongxi Hall, the Daimu will wait there, come out later and tell the master to sleep."

Mother Jia breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Mrs. Wang next to her, "Okay, don't feel wronged now, let's all go back and rest."

Mrs. Wang bit her lip, saluted Jia Mu, and then left with her maidservant. She didn't even see Li Wan saluting. Halfway through Li Wan's salute, Mrs. Wang had already stepped out of the threshold, and Li Wan half squatted There, neither moving nor not moving, it was very embarrassing.

Mother Jia sighed and waved to Li Wan, "Let's go back earlier, too."

Li Wan went back to his room, and about his relationship with Jia Zhujin: "Huan'er is a good boy, but it's a pity that the old lady is afraid..." Li Wan sighed inside, what would happen to Huan'er without the old lady's protection? ?His wife's gloomy expression appeared in front of his eyes, and Li Wan also felt a chill all over his body.

Jia Zhu said: "Huan'er is indeed a good one. Looking at it, I'm afraid she is more advanced than Baoyu."

Jia Huan and Baoyu are both taught by Jia Zhu to read and write. Jia Zhu is still very clear about the two younger brothers' completely different preferences.

"That's what makes it worse, the wife..." Li Wan stopped talking, after all, the wife is the mother of his mother-in-law Jia Zhu.

Jia Zhu's face darkened, and she took Li Wan's hand: "I know, now I just hope that Huan'er can improve herself."

Li Wan nodded, remembering what his wife had just mentioned in front of the old lady, and asked: "Do you know that there is a boy named Yun'er in our house?"

Jia Zhu thought about it: "There are three or four named Yun'er, which one is it?"

Li Wan replied: "It's the nephew of Ning Huan, the eldest maid in the wife's room. It sounds like he's eight years old this year."

After hearing this, Jia Zhu snorted coldly: "So it's him!"

Ever since Jia Zhu helped Mrs. Wang with her appointments, she changed his temper of not listening to things outside the window and only reading sage books. Later, when Daimu entered the mansion, he made friends with him again, and he also passed on some rumors to his servants. He was familiar with the matter of being alone with his master, and he didn't care at first. Who doesn't have a few troubles?

But ever since he was sent to the South Study Room of Kangxi, he would follow Kangxi to review many memorials every day. Every impeachment document of the censors was full of strange things. Many times, it was really a stinky fishy soup. The slaves bullied others in the end It has evolved into a serious crime of copying property.

Since then, he never dared to take things lightly at home, so he specially asked the deputy head to ask carefully. He thought about driving out all the shameless people in the house, but after checking, they were all powerful and respectable behind them, not the old lady. The descendants of his housekeeper are his wife's housemates, and even his nanny's son is a top bully!

The intricate interpersonal relationship made Jia Zhu distressed.

Li Wan rarely saw Jia Zhu's disdainful expression, his heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly asked, "What's the matter?"

Jia Zhu curled her lips: "Come on, Yun'er, if it's my father, I'd rather beat him to death and pay for his life, and definitely won't put anything in the world!"

It turns out that Yun'er's full name is Sun Yun. His parents are both Jia's domestic slaves. There is only one son. I gamble when I have money, but later it became a matter of asking my parents to ask for it. At first, I was more restrained. Later, if I didn’t give it to my parents, I would even call my parents. Once I was in a hurry and had no money. Clothes are pawned at the pawnshop and two taels of silver are also handed over to the gambling house.

Li Wan opened his mouth in disbelief, but remained silent for a while.

After Jia Zhu finished, he was bewildered and puzzled: "How come I have heard his name, who mentioned him in front of me?"

Li Wan smiled wryly: "just now, the madam and the old lady, now that Baoyu and Huan'er are both older, and they are surrounded by maids and wives, it is better to buy a few more servants. The wife decides for herself, the wife is the only one, the old lady has always known Ning Huan, so it must be."

Jia Zhuting held Li Wan's hand stiffly, the young couple looked at each other, they both saw the same look in each other's eyes, remembering his wife's usual clean look, both of them were silent.

"But what to do, I can't, I can't just sit and watch a good child being ruined!" Li Wan spoke first.

Jia Zhu hesitated, but finally nodded: "Let's go find Dad."

"Don't." Li Wan stopped Jia Zhu who stood up and was about to leave. "I didn't see it today. I saw that the master is very angry with his wife. Wouldn't it add fuel to the fire if he went now? At that time, the wife It's even more annoying to Huan'er, if it doesn't work out, we're not human either."

Well, Li Wan's face turned pale, and he was a little nervous: "It doesn't mean anything else, it's just..."

"Understanding." Jia Zhu comforted Li Wan who was a little nervous, "Be careful, don't worry."

Looking at his wife who was still a little anxious in front of him, a thought slowly formed in Jia Zhu's heart. If he could go out and live alone in the branch office at home, then... Thinking of it, Jia Zhu quickly expelled the thought from his mind, okay? Doing it is unfilial, no, don't think about it anymore!

However, most of the time, once an idea arises, it will grow bigger and bigger like a snowball, but it seldom melts in the sun.