[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

In September, Baochai gave birth to a daughter with great difficulty.

But because of Yuanchun being demoted to nobleman, the whole Rongguo Mansion was much less festive.

Of course, there are also some reasons that Baochai gave birth to a daughter, not a son.

Although Mrs. Wang and Jia's mother both smiled and said, "Bloom first and then bear fruit", Baochai's daughter's full moon ceremony still did not entertain guests, and only called a few relatives at home, and passed it quietly.

I don't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, but after another half month, Mrs. Wang decided to make Xiren Baoyu's official aunt.

After Baocong found out, he felt his teeth were sore and uncomfortable, so he dragged Lin Daiyu to mutter to himself, "I don't know what Sister Bao is thinking?"

Lin Daiyu only forced a smile, but couldn't say anything.

Because Baochai had already given birth, Mrs. Wang and Jia Mu looked at the little girl and always asked her when she would give birth to one too.

Originally, she was worried about this matter, but the more others talked about it, the more anxious she became.

After much deliberation, Baoyu was the happiest in Quanrong Guofu.

He used to like the little girl very much, but now that Baochai has given birth to a daughter, he can't wait to stay out of the house every day.

I can't hold the baby all the time, and I am willing to stare at the little girl all the time.

The more you look at it, the more you like it, the more you like it, the more you look at it, twelve hours a day is not tiring.

Seeing that Baoyu liked her daughter so much, Baochai relieved a lot of troubles caused by other things in her heart.

Lin Daiyu often went to visit Baochai and her daughter, but she was always depressed when she came back.

Bao Cong felt that she might be under too much pressure, so he found another excuse and moved to another courtyard with Lin Daiyu.

They had already moved once before, but this time Mrs. Wang and Jia Mu only muttered a few words, and asked them to come back early for the Chinese New Year, and let them go.

After returning to live in another courtyard, Lin Daiyu was in a much better mood.

Bao Cong was secretly proud that he had guessed right.

In the place of Rongguo Mansion, it is clear that whoever lives there is depressed.

Near the end of the year, Liu Xianglian, who was wandering abroad, returned to Beijing, and brought a lot of special products to Baocong from Xinjiang.

Bao Cong stayed with Liu Xianglian to drink and chat in another courtyard, and the two chatted, but they talked about something not very good.

"The imperial court didn't pay attention to Xinjiang at first, and only thought it was a place of bitter cold, and the people were eating dirt bitterly. It's just that when you got married that year, the congratulatory gift from Bogda was too expensive and eye-catching."

Liu Xianglian took a sip of wine, sighed and said, "In the past, no one paid attention to Xinjiang, but now I hear that people often impeach Bogda in court for various crimes."

Bao Cong nodded, and said: "That's right, I've heard about it. Now Emperor Zhao and the cabinet often discuss, and have re-appointed officials to be the admirals of Xinjiang, while Brother Bogda is only the prefect of Xinjiang."

Then he asked Liu Xianglian, "You went to Xinjiang to see it yourself. How is the situation?"

Liu Xianglian shook her head: "It's not very good. The imperial court sent an admiral, but the admiral didn't understand the language in Xinjiang, and he was weak. He was nothing but an empty shell. Internally, Bogda is still in charge of all affairs."

"It's just that you also know that since the imperial court has placed a pawn in the past, it has always been concerned, and it will not let Bogda cover the sky with one hand like this."

Bao Cong nodded absently: "That's right."

He remembered that recently, Tanchun and Xichun had always followed Mrs. Wang and Wang Xifeng to various banquets and gatherings.

When the girl's family is old, it's time to visit her husband's family, but there are some rumors secretly that Emperor Zhao seems to want to choose an official girl to go to Xinjiang for marriage, I don't know if it's true or not...

If we only talk about the marriage with Bogda's family, his youngest son who is not yet married is actually pretty good, simple-minded, and has a bold personality.It's just that getting married comes down to getting married. If you carry the meaning of getting married, it will be different.

Although in Tanchun's original novel, it is also a distant marriage, Bao Cong only hopes that he will not get involved with his relatives.

After talking for a long time, both of them became melancholy and drank several cups of wine, but Liu Xianglian changed the subject and said curiously: "You have been in the Imperial Academy for some time, and I heard that King Zhongshun seems to be suppressing you secretly, so that you won't be allowed to leave." You showed your face in front of the Holy One, is it true or not?"

Bao Cong smiled lightly: "It may be true. Since I entered the Imperial Academy, I have been sorting out old materials."

The number one scholar, the second place, and Tanhua who entered the Imperial Academy with him were all in charge of copying important documents, and occasionally followed the chief, standing in the corner and being spotted by Emperor Zhao.

He is the only one who has been hiding in the Hanlin Academy, burying his head in those old materials that are not important at all.

When Liu Xianglian heard this, she immediately became a little angry, "These villains are doing such disgusting things, is it because you have offended him before, King Zhongshun, and now you must take revenge like this?"

Bao Cong smiled, greeted Liu Xianglian to drink, and said, "Maybe, after all, I really offended him."

"But I don't care. It's good to sort out the information. The relationship between North Korean and Chinese officials has always been complicated. If I suddenly get involved, I will only become a victim. It's better to wait and see what happens and wait for the opportunity in the future."

Liu Xianglian wanted to say more, but was stopped by Baocong with a smile, and said: "I have something to ask you, I sorted out a few maps in the Imperial Academy, and they are so old that the colors are blurred."

"If those maps need to be repainted, they need good paint and can withstand storage. Brother Liu has traveled around, and if he has excellent paint, he will help me buy more."

Liu Xianglian had no choice but to suppress her resentment, nodded helplessly, and accepted Baocong's request.

At the end of the year, Bao Cong procrastinated until the 25th of the twelfth lunar month to pack his luggage and return to Rongguo Mansion with Lin Daiyu.

Obviously only Jia Zheng and Yingchun were missing in the Rongguo Mansion, but it seemed that there was a lot less excitement.

Wang Xifeng was still working hard everywhere, but Baocong still felt a lot of loneliness.

At the New Year's Eve banquet, Bao Cong was still indifferent to Jia She.

This time without Jia Zheng's presence, even if Jia Amnesty was unhappy, under Jia's mother's watchful eyes, he could only pretend to stare at Baocong a few times, and dared not say anything more.

Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian were awkward, they both smiled at others, but they looked darker than the other when they looked at each other.

It was said that it was because Jia Lian wanted Second Sister You to attend the New Year's Eve banquet in Rongguo Mansion, but Wang Xifeng was not happy, so she made a scene and slapped Second Sister You in public.

In order to protect the second sister You, Jia Lian fought with Wang Xifeng.As for Ping'er, in order to protect Wang Xifeng, he was sandwiched between the two and was injured again.

Ping'er had no choice but to run out with injuries, and wanted to jump into the pond to die.

Lin Daiyu happened to meet her, so she took her back and let her live with Qingwen for refuge.

Bao Cong just pretended that he didn't know, and asked Ping'er to live with Qingwen all the time.

Until now, the New Year's Eve banquet is over, but Ping'er is still hiding in Qingwen's room, and she doesn't know what Wang Xifeng's plan is.

A table of people finished their meal quietly in an awkward atmosphere, and then wentssiped with Jia Mu about the family affairs.

But Baoyu stayed for a while and became restless, telling Jia's mother that he would go back to see her daughter.

Jia Mu smiled and said: "After all, he is a father, and he always remembers the child in his heart."

So he asked Baoyu a few words, and did not keep him, but let Baochai go back with him.

At this time, Baocong was still a little envious of Baoyu, at least he had a child as an excuse to go back to his yard earlier.

He had to restrain himself and watch the night with Jia Mu.

At first, Bao Cong still felt that the time was difficult, but afterward, talking with Lin Daiyu, drinking some tea and so on, he gradually got used to it.

When Jia Mu fell asleep, everyone went back indifferently.

Bao Cong and Lin Daiyu walked slowly, taking a detour along the winding path, admiring the moonlight all the way back.

Qingwen was waiting at the gate of the courtyard. She saw a group of familiar people coming back with lanterns from a distance, so she went up to meet Lin Daiyu and whispered to Lin Daiyu, "Sister Ping'er just packed her bags and went back to Second Grandma Lian."

Lin Daiyu was taken aback for a while, and Bao Cong heard it too, squeezed Lin Daiyu's little hand, and said calmly: "I'll go back when I go back."

Lin Daiyu just sighed silently, smiled, and was surrounded by everyone and entered the room.

Seeing Lin Daiyu's unhappy look, Baocong secretly told Qingwen: "This year is not fun, you ask the little girl to serve some melon and fruit snacks, come here if you don't want to sleep, let's have fun by ourselves."

Qingwen glanced at Lin Daiyu, smiled knowingly and left.

In less than a while, all the girls in the yard crowded into the small hall of the main house.Two or three tables were put together into a long table, melons, fruits, snacks and tea were all set out, and flower paper dice for games were also brought.

Zijuan asked Lin Daiyu to take the lead. Lin Daiyu was surprised for a long time, and said with a smile: "You guys think it's not lively enough and want to play. Go and play your own. Why are you making trouble for me, who likes to be quiet?"

Bao Cong sat down beside her, and said cheerfully, "If you want to be quiet, let us play chess by ourselves, and let them play what they like."

Lin Daiyu hurriedly said: "Your idea is not good, you have to concentrate on playing chess, and there are a bunch of chattering people next to you, how can we play chess?"

Zijuan said happily: "Young lady thinks we are noisy, so she wants to drive us out? We don't want to, so we will chatter here."

Qingwen also smiled and said: "Grandma and the third master are stuck together every day, when can't we play chess? We are girls, and we only play around for a few days during the New Year. Grandma, please let us make trouble!"

Lin Daiyu was delighted to be entangled, she pointed her fingers at a few girls, and said with a smile: "You people who don't care about it, I will marry you off tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, she was happy again, and tilted her head to glance at Zijuan, who stomped her feet and avoided it with a blushing face.

There is a story at a glance.

Bao Cong was curious and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with Zijuan?"

Lin Daiyu said excitedly: "You don't know, someone in our other courtyard misses her!"

Baocong was shocked, and suddenly a raging gossip ignited in his heart, and he asked Lin Daiyu directly: "Who cares about her? Why don't I know?"

Lin Daiyu smiled and said: "You are in the Imperial Academy all day, and you only care about your stones when you come home. How do you know what's going on at home?"

Not to mention, hung Bao's appetite.

Bao Cong was really curious on the one hand, and on the other hand, seeing that Lin Daiyu was interested, he agreed to tease her, and the two of them simply played a game of drawing flower paper and saying colloquialisms with the girls.

I thought that Lin Daiyu would lose the game, so I asked her to speak out. Whoever thought that one night, Bao Cong lost the most, and Lin Daiyu and the girls in the room had a tacit understanding, and no one told Zijuan's gossip.

Bao Cong really, hehehe, held back for a year.

When I returned to the other courtyard, everyone seemed to be thinking about Zijuan.