[Comprehensive Qiong Yao+Red Mansion] History is turning a corner

After receiving the imperial decree of marriage, everyone in the Lin family was dumbfounded. No one thought that their family could have a son, Fang Fujin.

After drinking back, Lin Ruhai's expression immediately turned solemn, turning the teacup in his hand, distressed: "I was thinking of asking Ruoyin to be exempted from the draft next year, but now..."

He was very distressed, marrying into the royal family, whether it was bitter or sweet, he had to swallow it himself.

Jia Min held my sister-in-law's cold hand, also with a sad expression on her face: "I heard that my sister-in-law values ​​martial arts and despises literature, he is a careless and rough person, and..."

She sighed deeply. Being from the Rongguo Mansion, she knew the royal family well about that embarrassing transparent elder brother.

Lin Ruoyin said lightly: "Brother, sister-in-law, since the imperial decree has been issued, it's useless for you to worry about it here. I'm going to get married after all, and I know what life I'm going to live in the future. Don't worry about it."

There was a trace of indifference in the gentle and quiet voice.

"How can you not be worried?" Jia Min frowned, and said distressedly, "Jin Beizi is in an embarrassing situation. At the age of 17, he has neither married a wife nor left the palace to build a mansion. When I think about your future... I feel panicked !"

"Ma'am, why don't you shut up! Are you able to say this?" The more you heard it, the more wrong it became, Lin Ruhai immediately interrupted his beloved wife, and said seriously, "Now, let's buy some more farm shops for Ruoyin, and prepare more bank notes. , and it will be convenient when you have more money in the future.”

Lin Ruoyin couldn't laugh or cry because of her brother and sister-in-law's attitude as if they were facing an enemy, and advised: "Brother, sister-in-law, don't worry about it, just deal with it according to the rules. Anyway, I'm also a side Fujin on the jade certificate, so it's not too bad of."

"That's right, that makes sense. I remember that there was a two-foot-high red coral potted plant in the warehouse, a box of century-old wild ginseng, and the old lady left a box of opals, plus my golden silk ruby ​​beads. Fengchai, I'll find it, and I won't let others underestimate my sister." Jia Min nodded repeatedly, stood up and walked out quickly, with great momentum, as if her beloved daughter was about to get married.

No wonder Jia Min was so worried. She married Tanhua Lin Ruhai, who was one year older than herself, at the age of 17. Unfortunately, her parents-in-law passed away one after another. It's normal for her to be her own daughter.

Lin Ruhai is now able to become a fourth-rank official in Beijing at the age of 26, not only relying on his family connections, but also through his own efforts.

He went back to his study and thought to himself, it would be good for his sister to marry Jin Beizi. The emperor was in the prime of his life, but the brothers under his knees were growing up. The elders felt terrified when they mentioned the bloody storm back then.

The Lin family has always been a staunch royalist party and never participated in the establishment of a heir, but no one said that he could not use his strength to show favor to his favorite elder brother.

The younger sister always wants to marry. Instead of marrying into a courtier's family who doesn't know the future and unknown position, it's better for this dear son, who has the dignity of the emperor's adopted son, and doesn't worry about the position, very good, very good!

What's more... Lin Ruhai's finger lightly tapped the book case, different writing, simple and honest, deceptive, obsessed with riding and archery, etc. Comments may not be true, as long as the emperor falters and pretends to be stupid when he takes the school exam, who will know who is serious? How much ink is there in Beizi's stomach?

Lin Ruhai is low-key and cautious, with a unique vision. When he was a lecturer at the Imperial Academy, he also gave a few lessons to the princes. Only then did he realize that these sons and phoenixes are not simple. Ma, especially this elder brother Yongjue, an embarrassing adopted son who has not only lived to such an age in good health, but also lives like a fish in water in the Shang study. Others can't find any other shortcomings except that he doesn't like reading. This kind of person How could he be a careless and reckless man?

I'm afraid it's a disguise to protect oneself like a prince?

Lin Ruhai felt that his younger sister was able to marry such a smart man. He could rest assured that he could raise his younger sister as a son. She had read the four books, five classics, hundreds of classics, and the history books of all dynasties. Let's pinch someone!

Lin Ruhai didn't admit that he was always being played by his younger sister, and now he had a kind of gloating in his heart that "my brother-in-law is unlucky, brother-in-law, don't even think about it"! ╭(╯^╰)╮A few days later, Yong Jue, who had made arrangements in the mansion outside the palace, came to the door, brought a lot of gifts, sat in the study with Lin Ruhai all afternoon, and then left with a smile on his face.

Lin Ruhai in the mansion was also in a similar mood. In the future, his brother-in-law would pay a special visit and ask about the preferences of many of his own girls, which at least showed that he took the side Fujin who was about to pass the door to his heart.

At the end of the year when it became more and more hectic, the two actually ran into each other in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Yong Jue came to ask for instructions on the wedding.

Seeing these two people standing together, Qianlong asked jokingly: "Yongjue, I heard that you visited Lin Aiqing's house a few days ago and stayed all afternoon. How was the result? Are you satisfied with the Fujin I pointed out to you?" ?”

Does the emperor even know about this?

Lin Ruhai's heart trembled, he was flustered and at a loss.

Yongjue, on the other hand, looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and told Qianlong carelessly about Lin Ruhai: "Khan Ama, you don't know, why Lin Yushi refuses to let his son see Fujin, I've run out of good words Even if it doesn’t work, don’t you say that your son brings so many gifts to the door, doesn’t he have such a small wish?”

As for how small this wish is, Yong Jue pinched his left thumb and index finger together and made a gesture.

Qianlong was immediately happy: "Oh? You still know how to please your brother-in-law?"

Yong Jue snorted, and curled his lips: "What are you trying to please? If you don't let me see you, then you won't see him. Lin Yushi is still dragging texts with his son. What's the matter? The son is still dizzy after leaving the Lin residence. Yeah, almost hit the wall."

Qianlong spit out a sip of tea, laughed and coughed, overjoyed.

The rest of the ministers in the Hall of Mental Cultivation also looked like they couldn't help laughing, secretly shaking their shoulders.

Lin Ruhai lowered his head, neither smiling nor apologizing, the anxiety in his heart disappeared a lot at once.

When he walked out of the palace gate, he realized that Jin Beizi dispelled the emperor's suspicion with a few words, and even made several important officials feel good about him. Compared with his skillful coping methods, he was not enough.

Lin Ruhai couldn't help but sigh with emotion, what his father said was right, every plant and tree in this palace has become fine, it's amazing.

A few days before the wedding, Beizi's mansion was in a mess. He just moved in and was about to marry a wife. A lantern was hung on one side of the mansion, and the warehouse was set up on the other. Yong Jue pushed all the business in the mansion to Hajilan and Xiao Shunzi ran away by himself.

As for marrying Fujin, it will be fine to bring her back tomorrow in a spirited manner, and all those messy things will be thrown to her when Fujin enters the door.

Walking on the bustling street, he held a bunch of candied gourds in his left hand, and fried chestnuts wrapped in sugar in his right hand. His cheeks were round and round, like a hamster. Many female passers-by looked at him like a peach blossom, shouted cute, and his eyes were straight. up.

Suddenly, something hit his head, and Yong Jue saw that it was a chestnut. When he looked up again, two familiar figures were smiling at him by the window on the second floor of the restaurant next door.

"Yunting, Fengsheng forehead." Yong Jue greeted cheerfully, holding up the bamboo stick and shaking it.

He walked quickly into the restaurant, rushed to the private room, and pushed the paper bag on the table: "Here, these chestnuts are fried well, they are glutinous and sweet."

Feng Sheng unceremoniously gave away half of the amount, and said in his mouth: "A bag of fried chestnuts with sugar just wants to bribe the brothers, Yongjue, you are too stingy, your purse won't show any blood today, and you will wait tomorrow." Let's get drunk! Do you still want a bridal chamber?"

Fucha Mingrui smiled gently and said, "Feng Sheng'er, you know he never has any money in his pocket. I'm afraid you paid for the expensive dishes you ordered today."

"Yunting, how can you say that about your brother?" Yong Juejun's face collapsed, and he threw himself on Mingrui's back, wiping away his tears, "Knowing that I am a poor man, I still want to rob my brother." It’s too much, Yun Ting, you actually help Feng Sheng to speak, woo, I’m sad QAQ”

Fucha Mingrui's body froze, as if frozen, his ears were stained with rich blood, and his heart beat like a deer.

Feng Sheng frowned, tore off a piece of dog skin plaster and threw it aside, and said with a smile: "My buddy knows that you don't even need a penny for food and drink in Longyuan Building. Stop pretending."

This is the property of the nine princes of Kangxi. After Yongzheng ascended the throne, Hongzhou shamelessly went to it, and it has been in business until now.

Yong Jue chuckled, and called Xiao Er to order the three of them's favorite dishes.

Feng Sheng looked at Yong Jue's sad and indignant accusation that he would not let him see Xin Fujin's ruthless uncle Wen, and then looked at the almost unstoppable smile on the corner of Fucha Mingrui's mouth who was comforting him with a gentle voice, and couldn't help shaking his fan to block himself distorted expression...

This kind of feeling of "a good brother's secret is only known to me and I have to help hide it" makes me uncomfortable, swollen and broken...

The author has something to say:

Oops, I couldn't help being excited when I wrote about the Red Chamber, I will marry Aunt Lin into the door tomorrow!

Then ask the hero to go to Zhungeer's domineering side, hehe

ps: Is it still a boring thing to suddenly find out that the amount of Fengsheng is rising?

Stuffy on the face, coquettish in the heart, hehehe