Jia Zheng through the Red Mansions

Jia Zheng didn't know how he walked out of Hongxi's room and stayed up until night to go home. Throughout the whole day, countless voices echoed in his ears, and countless flashing images were superimposed before his eyes. He didn't realize that Hongxi back then and Hongxi today had been changing all the time.

Is it because Hong Xi was immature back then that can be seen through at a glance, and now Hong Xi has finally become graceful and elusive, or is it that I was not blinded by those trivial things back then, but now I have become a damned blind?

That young and stubborn boy back then, he never thought that he would have that kind of cold expression on his face. Even though it was a sunny day in June, it was even more exciting than a winter day with snowflakes and north wind. He felt bitterly cold.

Every word and every word of his is pierced in his heart, and every time he thinks about it, he will throb violently. He thought that he was mature enough to know how to love someone, and he was even proud that he was able to love someone back. Have the courage to love someone again, love someone who has ambition and is very likely to be pushed to the point of doom by this ambition, but his pride and self-righteous maturity in the past, in front of Hongxi's words today, are all gone. joke.

What hurt him the most was that he didn't even have the right to suffer, because every word of Hongxi made him unable to refute.

In just two days, the world he built completely collapsed. Jia Zhu's metamorphosis, Jia's precariousness, and Hongxi's thunder, he never thought that he could act like a child at a loss.

Why?God gave him another life, and he once thanked it with the most pious heart, and decided to cherish this life, but looking back now, what did he get?

"Father, there is a message from the old lady that a family meeting will be held in the ancestral hall in Youshi." Jia Zhu looked at his father's pale face without a trace of blood, and felt a faint heartache in his heart, "Father, you should not stop, but you will be disturbed by it. "Jia Zhu thought that his father was still struggling with matters in the house.

Jia Zheng suddenly raised his head, looked at Jia Zhu, and repeated in a muttered voice: "Don't stop, but suffer from it?" Jia Zheng's face turned even paler. He had been comforting himself just now. He was losing his temper, and when he was in a better mood tomorrow, he would go to him to explain it clearly, but what he said just now made him panic. Could it be that Hong Xi was not losing his temper, but was really planning to make a clean break with him?

"Father, where are you going?!" Seeing her father's complexion getting worse and worse, Jia Zhu suddenly stood up and rushed towards the door in a daze, and quickly ran forward to grab Jia Zheng's arm.

"I will definitely be back before Youshi." Jia Zheng grabbed Jia Zhu's hand that was holding his arm with a cold hand. Jia Zhu let go of his hand and stared blankly at the back of his father who was gradually going away. The palm was cold, Jia Zhu frowned in one place, turned around and went outside, and called her confidant boy.

"Zhao'er, follow the master, don't let him see you, understand?"

Jia Zheng galloped wildly on his horse. At this time, Hongxi had already returned to the mansion. From Jia's mansion to Baylor's mansion, it was the first time that Jia Zheng felt that the road would be so long. The horses shuttled through the alleys. The downtown area is like being in two worlds.

Arriving at the corner gate of Baylor's Mansion, Jia Zheng got off his horse and couldn't wait to see Hong Xi, but the concierge who always greeted him with a smile and would invite him into the mansion now had a condescending expression on his face, What he said made Jia Zheng stunned.

"Lord Jia, Lord Belle ordered that you are not welcome in the mansion, you should go back!"

"Go in and tell him that I have something to say to him, something very important, let him see me no matter what." Jia Zheng tried his best to restrain the tingling pain in his heart, and kept his hoarse voice as calm as possible. tone of voice.

"This..." The concierge hesitated for a while, looked at the one next to him, and nodded, "Then I'll ask you."

Jia Zheng stood on the steps of the corner gate, holding the rein tightly with his fingers, so tight that his fingernails were embedded in his palms. It turned out that the waiting time was so difficult. Did Hong Xi wait like this before? Looking at himself, he has always known that love is selfish, it can only accommodate two wholehearted hearts, knowing it but still not doing it, it is more uncomfortable than he never knew it.Has Hongxi been looking forward to this all along?

Finally, the servant came out from the inside, his face was very embarrassing, and he began to speak in a strange way, obviously he was reprimanded by Hongxi inside: "Master Jia, you'd better go, don't stay here anymore , Poor little one, but I can't stand such a toss!"

For the vermilion gate, the shadow cast by the setting sun on the canopy slanted down, just covering it all in, and the dim light made it look so unreachable.

It was only then that Jia Zheng realized that he had always been "invited" by Hong Xi to come to his mansion, but he had never come here on his own initiative. Now when he wanted to enter on his own initiative, it was so spacious , but can't tolerate another one of him.

When he came, he galloped on a horse, and when he left, he walked staggeringly, his chest was filled with sweet smell, and a dazzling red overflowed from his lips.

A quarter of the time difference, Jia Zheng came to the ancestral hall and sat on the first chair under Jia Mu's right hand. Jia Zhu had already arrived. One step faster than Jia Zheng.

At this time, Jia Zheng had changed into light blue clothes, and his face was expressionless, but Jia Zhu deeply remembered that when Jia Zheng returned to the mansion just now, his eyes were as dull as haggard, and his face was so dull. The expression on his face was so painful and helpless, his pale face even had a layer of gray on his lips, just like that, the bright red was extremely dazzling.

Jia Zhu lowered her eyes, hiding a trace of inquiry and speculation in her eyes, and looked at Jia Zheng's unknowingly trembling hands calmly, and the doubts in her heart became heavier and heavier.

There was a commotion at the door, Jia She's appearance was so eye-catching, he seemed to be a future patriarch, and the boys who followed him were all arrogant, Jia's mother sat at the front, Jia She was proud after entering the door Glancing at the expressionless Jia Zheng, he walked up to Mother Jia and greeted her.

"My son greets his mother."

Mother Jia waved her hand, "Since everyone is here, let's start."

All the generations of the Jia family have come—such as Jia Dairu, who is no longer popular but has status and qualifications. In fact, they are all waiting to see Jia's mother.

Everyone can see the excellence of Jia's Second Household. Before they came, they had Xiaojiujiu in their hearts. Although the ancestor's rules should be inherited by Jia Amnesty, but if the old lady has a clear idea, then they don't They would be stupid enough to fight against Jia Mu, after all, they still depend on Jia's family to survive.

But what Jia Mu said next was completely beyond everyone's expectations. Everyone seemed to doubt whether they had heard it wrong. How could Jia Mu say that the second room was to move out?

Even Jia Amnesty was stunned for a moment. In his heart, he felt that his mother had always favored his younger brother. This time, he might have to go through a lot of trouble to get the seat he deserved, but he didn't expect Mother Jia to say that this time!

It wasn't until everyone saluted Jia She, that Jia She woke up like a dream, but Jia Mu's next words made Jia She pour a basin of cold water.

"What is the mother talking about? Of course you want to live with your son. Even if the son was wrong in the past, he will change in the future. Please don't do this, mother." Jia She thumped and knelt down to Jia Mu. Let it go, Jia Amnesty will never be able to bear the name of unfilial piety.

"Okay, I've made up my mind, so don't say anything more." Mother Jia ordered Jia Amnesty to be helped up, but she still refused to let go, stubbornly insisting on moving out with Jia Zheng's room.

The warm atmosphere just now suddenly cooled down. Jia She's patriarch's identity seemed extremely embarrassing at this moment. Jia She was also a little annoyed after being ashamed. He knew that his mother had never liked him, but in such a situation How could he be embarrassed to lose face like this in front of the respectable people of the whole clan?

Gouging out a hard look at Jia Zheng who was still sitting on the side with an expressionless face, Jia Amnesty didn't dare to have any hatred for Jia's mother, he only felt that Jia Zheng was instigating him, his younger brother always talked about the rules By the side, what a noble look, isn't he thinking about the family property, otherwise why did he say those words to himself yesterday?

Well, he can't see the family property now, so he persuaded his mother to leave and live with them, so that he, the patriarch, would be embarrassed. What a vicious thought!The more Jia Amnesty thought about it, the more he felt this way, and he became even more resentful towards Jia Zheng in his heart.

At this time, Jia Zheng, who is the second roommate, should stand up and talk to smooth things over, but at this time, Jia Zheng's thoughts have long since ceased to be on it, and he didn't respond in any way. Jia Zhu looked anxiously from the sidelines and kept giving Jia Zheng winks. , but Jia Zheng didn't feel the slightest thing at all. When Jia Zhu saw it, he was also silent. What happened to his father?

That night Rongguo Mansion held a family banquet. The first room, the second room and Jia Mu gathered together for the last time. Mrs. Wang was also released during the family dinner. The atmosphere on the table was unusually strange. Except for Mrs. Xing, Everyone eats very heart-wrenchingly.

Jia She couldn't let go of Jia's mother moving out, Wang Xifeng was thinking about how to get along with Mrs. Xing in the future, and Jia Lian didn't dare to show the slightest complacency when his wife wasn't very happy.

Even though Jia Mu had listened to Jia Zhu's words, she still felt very uncomfortable facing the huge Rongguo Mansion that was about to be torn apart, let alone Jia Zheng, even if a hundred flowers bloomed now, he would not feel any joy Mrs. Wang's face was as deep as water, and her thoughts could not be seen. Jia Zhu was worried about her father, and Li Wan was worried about her relationship with her mother-in-law after the separation.

The adults at the table are like this, and the children are slowly growing up. Needless to say, Yingchun, even Tanchun knows the world now. With Yingchun pointing from the side, she now knows everything about the situation in the house, how can she not notice the abnormalities of the adults because she is so sensitive.

Baoyu's eyes have always been on his mother and sister-in-law. Since Mrs. Wang was locked in front of the Buddhist hall and thought about her past, Li Wan has become Mrs. Wang next to Baoyu. There is a bottom line, so Xiao Baoyu still respects and loves her sister-in-law Li Wan, but feels a little strange to her mother whom she has not seen for a long time.

Jia Huan is not the same as Baoyu. He is not only unfamiliar with Mrs. Wang, but also has a little fear. Up to now, the rumors in the mansion that he is not his father's own flesh and blood but a wild child have not completely disappeared. The instigator of all this is The Mrs. Wang who he once thought was very kind and kind, the person he really wanted to call "Mother" from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the table again, his biological mother is not qualified to appear on this table. Jia Huan also feels sad when he thinks about his mother's virtue.

The heart-wrenching family banquet finally came to an end, and Jia Zhu found Zhao'er after returning to the room.

"Tell me exactly what you saw. Remember, what you see is what you say. Don't add your guesses to me!" Jia Zhu glared at Zhao'er sternly.

Zhao'er shrank his neck, not daring to make mistakes, and told Jia Zhu everything he saw with Jia Zheng.

Baylor House?Jia Zhu frowned even more after hearing this: "You really didn't hear what the person at the door said to the master?"

Zhao'er nodded quickly: "The little ones don't dare to get too close."

Jia Zhu waved Zhao'er down, but she was even more puzzled in her heart, Baylor Mansion?Just as she was thinking, Li Wan came out of the room, interrupting Jia Zhu's thoughts.

"The second daughter-in-law of Wang came over just now and said that the newly built mansion on the east side has been completed. The three large courtyards have been completed. The main hall is for the old lady, and the east courtyard is for the master, wife, Aunt Zhao, Baoyu and Huan. Hey, let’s use the west courtyard, and the garden has not been taken care of, but we can move in and make plans later.”

Jia Zhu nodded: "What does the old lady mean?"

"The old lady said, since it's almost done, let's move tomorrow, and leave this place free for Mrs. Xing and Feng girl to make a good plan. The second girl can't go with us, but the old lady of the fourth girl must." Take it with you, the fourth girl will live with the old lady when she is still young." Li Wan paused, looked up at Jia Zhu, and said with some worry: "I think the old lady wants to take Baoyu with her. Take it with you, but the wife..."

Just after the family banquet, Baoyu stood beside him affectionately, and looked at Mrs. Wang timidly, which made his wife very dissatisfied. Now Li Wan was very worried about how he could get along with his mother-in-law.

"We'll talk about this at a later time, so don't worry too much. You've been tired lately, and your complexion is getting worse and worse. Be careful, you can't take it anymore." Jia Zhu held his wife's hand with worry in his eyes.

Li Wan's heart warmed up, feeling that no matter how tired it was, it was worth it, and nodded with a smile, Li Wan leaned lightly on Jia Zhu's shoulder, with a sweetness of happiness overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

Gently embracing his wife's shoulders, Jia Zhu's heart gradually warmed up, temporarily putting aside all doubts.

It was raining heavily outside the window, and a person stood quietly in the rain, raising his head, maybe he just wanted to see the bright moonlight again.

The next day, Erfang moved out of Rongguo Mansion, and the news of the separation of Jia's mansion also spread in the capital. The new mansion was named Jia's Mansion. It was an old mansion in the southeast corner of the capital. The original owner was a The wealthy businessman later went south to do business, and the house was vacant. The owner was a family friend of the historian, so when Jia's mother decided to separate the family, the historian acted as a middleman and sold the old house to the Jia family.

The house was not dilapidated in the first place, and it would save effort to clean it up. Before everyone felt a sense of belonging to the new house, Jia Zheng fell ill.

The colleagues and family friends who came to celebrate the housewarming could only rely on Jia Zhu to socialize in front of them. They all thought that Jia Zheng must have become ill because he did not get the Rongguo Mansion. The imperial physician who made the diagnosis and treatment confirmed their suspicions from the imperial physician's mouth. Some people snorted coldly and said: "My uncle is hereditary bestowed by the emperor, and the emperor is the most respectful of rules. I'm afraid Jia Zheng is so ignorant. Not far from falling out of favor."

It seemed that no one could guess what Kangxi was thinking. Just when these people thought that Jia Zheng might be demoted soon, the emperor issued an imperial decree to send Jia Zheng to Suzhou to be the magistrate.

This is Suzhou. When it comes to the richest region in the south of the Yangtze River, this Suzhou is second to none. Everyone can't help being dumbfounded. What kind of shit luck did Jia Zheng have?The Beijing official of the household department said it nicely, but those of them who are in the court don't know that the minister of the household department is a stern judge. If he wants to play tricks under his hands, it is purely courting death. Great opportunity to make a fortune!

Compared to the excitement of these other people, Jia Zheng, who was the person involved, did not have a tenth of their feelings. The sick Jia Zheng accepted the imperial decree and thanked him. After hesitating for a long time, he decided to go to Baylor Mansion again.

But this time, he was still turned away. Jia Zheng had been standing on the moon in the middle of the sky since evening, and then he walked back slowly. Just as Jia Zheng left, the corner door of Baylor Mansion was gently opened. There was a gap, Hongxi stood at the door, looking at the man's increasingly blurred back with a complicated expression, and Prince Yong Yinzhen next to him said lightly: "Is it worth it?"

Hongxi didn't speak, just stared blankly, with a trace of unbearable in his eyes, and finally regained his original firmness: "Well, when things are over..."