Lin Jiajingyu's Counterattack in the Red Chamber

The drizzle knocks on the blue tiles, and the slanting rain wets the red bricks.The drizzle is strung together into lines, connected into pieces, and a bead curtain is hung between the sky and the earth.Only at this moment, the sky and the earth will not be in extremes.

Reminisced by Daiyu's words, Lin Jingyu was holding a celadon teacup with a white background and staring outside.The finest West Lake Dragon Well tea rolled in the boiling water, with wisps of tea fragrance floating in front of Lin Jingyu's eyes, separating him from reality by another layer.

In Xiyuan, there is a cold fragrance.Lin Jingyu and Xu Wenxiu sat in front of the chessboard, one black and one white opened up to fight.

Xu Wenxiu pondered for a while, and settled down leisurely.Bian said, "Ruqing, I plan to return to Beijing in Qichen in seven days."

Hearing Xu Wenxiu's words, Lin Jingyu hurriedly put the white piece between her two fingers back into the chess jar, and asked in surprise, "Sir, are you joking?!"

Xu Wenxiu looked at Lin Jingyu, raised his chin towards the chessboard, and signaled for a move.

Lin Jingyu absently picked up the bag and landed on the place she was about to put down just now, and turned her head to look at the room carefully.The full bookshelf is already half empty, and the frequently used classics have long been piled up on the desk by the owner of the place.Most of the pens hanging on the pen stand were also taken down, and the pen stand was empty, all of which showed that Xu Wenxiu's words just now were not groundless.

"It's your turn."

Lin Jingyu glanced at the chessboard casually, and made a move.

My father's funeral was finally sorted out. When I was passing by, I ran into a boy from Xiyuan. I remembered that I hadn't talked to my husband for many days, so I came here to accompany him. Who knew I heard this sentence .

Seeing Xu Wenxiu thinking about the chess game calmly, Lin Jingyu couldn't hold back and shouted: "Sir——"

After thinking about how to set up the next step, Xu Wenxiu raised his head and looked at Lin Jingyu, and said calmly: "I planned to talk to you tonight, and tell you about it by the way. It's cheap for you to come here now."

"But, sir..."

After Xu Wenxiu gave birth, he waved his hand to Lin Jingyu, stopped his words, and said, "Ruqing, you are already a juren, and I have taught you what you need now. You have kept filial piety for three years according to the system, and in these three years you Just review the past and learn the new, and it won't help me staying here."

Xu Wenxiu looked at Lin Jingyu deeply.

When I met him for the first time, this child's face was delicate and picturesque, he was a hard-to-find young man, but he also had impetuousness that a child should not have in his heart.In recent years, it has been polished more and more restrained.

Seeing the unconcealable exhaustion on Lin Jingyu's face, Xu Wenxiu was worried and determined.

He was frustrated when he was most proud of his life, and his life was full of ups and downs, and he had already taken care of honor and disgrace.At that time, the second young master of the Xu family was dressed in fresh clothes and angry, laughing and cursing, who would not say that he was a hero.Who would have expected that he would still suffer such pain in middle age, his only son died early, and his wife let go.Therefore, although he was sad about the death of his confidant Lin Ruhai, it was not unbearable, and the child in front of him was still too immature, he had to know that some roads had to be walked alone.

He can't help if he stays here, so it's better to leave here and do something for him in Beijing.When he goes to the Golden Palace three years later, he will be able to exert some strength.

"Ruqing, be careful."

Lin Jingyu suppressed the irritability welling up in her heart, carefully pondered the chess game, but couldn't see where Xu Wenxiu's game was, sighed, and made a move.

"Sir, can't the mountains and rivers of Suzhou still hold your footsteps?"

Seeing the deep reluctance in Lin Jingyu's eyes, Xu Wenxiu lowered his raised hand, and threw the sunspot caught between the index finger and middle finger back to its original place.

"Ruqing, the mountains and rivers in Suzhou are good, but Ye Luo should return to his roots." Xu Wenxiu paused, and continued: "You will go to Beijing Chunwei in three years, but you haven't seen each other for three years."

Lin Jingyu looked at Xu Wenxiu's eyes looking towards the direction of the capital, and hearing the melancholy in Xu Wenxiu's tone, her heart felt jerky.

He wanted his husband to stay, and he felt at ease in his heart with the calmness and solidity that his husband gave him as a father and a teacher.And the pain brought to him when Mr. polished him made him understand more clearly that he was truly standing on this land.

He wants him to stay, but he can't ignore an old man's longing for his hometown, even though he has stumbled, despaired, and looked forward to it there.

Lin Jingyu let out a long sigh, since the ending has already been decided, why bother to make the process more complicated, just causing desolation.

Lin Jingyu voted and said, "Sir, I lost. My mind is in a mess."

The place where he can't go back is called hometown, and for him, every place is a foreign country.

"elder brother?"

Hearing Daiyu raised her voice, Lin Jingyu came back to her senses.Seeing the concern deep in Daiyu's eyes, Lin Jingyu shook her head to indicate that nothing happened.

Perhaps the rainy day is too suitable for nostalgia, and if you are not careful, you will become a prisoner of the past.

Lin Jingyu, who came back to his senses, put the teacup in his hand on the table next to him, weighed it up, and felt hesitant.Looking at Daiyu with a faint smile, Lin Jingyu asked, "Daiyu, what do you think?"

Daiyu pursed her lips nervously, and said uncertainly: "Brother, I was thinking, this year is Mr.'s first year in the capital, why don't you add [-]% to the annual ceremony in previous years?"

Lin Jingyu nodded slightly to show that she understood her thoughts. Seeing Daiyu's obvious nervousness, Lin Jingyu slowly rubbed the jade wrench on her thumb with the index finger and middle finger of her left hand, and asked without changing her face: "What else?"

Daiyu was just about to drink tea from the cup to calm her nerves, when she heard Lin Jingyu asking her, she hurriedly put the lid on the tea and put down the cup.Said, "My father just passed away"

Thinking of their dead father, both of them were silent for a while.The dense raindrops seem to hit your heart, not too heavy, but it makes you continue to hurt.

Daiyu endured the sadness in her heart and continued: "In the past, there was filial piety during festivals and festivals. I wonder if the annual ceremony of my grandparents' family is a little less than in previous years?"

Lin Jingyu stopped what she was doing, and said, "Daiyu, you are very reasonable in your consideration." Seeing that Daiyu's face, which had been tense because of her own words, calmed down, Lin Jingyu continued: "The gift to the Xu family is compared to last year's gift." Just pay two points more, and the Rongguo Mansion's annual ceremony will be reduced by [-]%!"

Confused, Daiyu silently silenced Lin Jingyu's words twice in her heart.

Lin Jingyu saw Daiyu looking at him suspiciously, and said with a smile: "This year's father passed away, and the New Year's gift for each prefecture is less than usual. The etiquette is too thin, but the annual ceremony of the Xu Mansion is generous, and it is so generous, it is inevitable that you will feel uncomfortable. Mr. is not an outsider, he will understand."

Lin Jingyu paused for a moment, seeing that Daiyu had figured it out, she continued: "As for why the grandfather's family has to subtract so much, firstly, the wealth is not revealed, and people's hearts are in the belly, so who can say what will happen in the future. It’s not like in previous years when my father was here, now we don’t have much income, so we have to save a little bit. Otherwise, your dowry will be gone.”

"elder brother--"

Daiyu shouted resolutely, with a shy look on her face.

Seeing his brother's unawareness, he was angry and ashamed.How can you make fun of your sister like this?!

She hasn't finished talking about the annual ceremony, and she can't leave right away.Daiyu, who was in a dilemma, had no choice but to stare straight at Lin Jingyu.

Seeing Daiyu like this, Lin Jingyu couldn't deny it, "Poof—" laughed.

"Brother—you're still laughing!"

Seeing that Daiyu was getting angry from embarrassment, Lin Jingyu suppressed her smile with a heavy 'hmm-'.Seriously said: "Okay, okay, I won't talk anymore." After a pause, Lin Jingyu continued: "Where did we talk just now? Oh - don't lose your dowry."

"Brother, I hate you!"

Daiyu reached out to cover her red cheeks with the back of her hand, felt the scalding temperature clearly when she touched her cheek, and ran away shyly and angrily.

"girl--"

Xueyang, who was standing beside Daiyu, reacted very quickly. Seeing her uncle still standing there in a daze, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she went after her girl.

Lin Jingyu stared blankly at the shaking curtain, aggrieved.

Where is he wrong?He is so serious, okay? !He was discussing things seriously, and she really wronged him.

Lin Jingyu turned her head, looked sincerely at Ah Sheng who was standing behind him, and said, "Ah Sheng, I'm serious about what I'm talking about?!"

Ah Sheng nodded sincerely, and said naively: "Master, Ah Sheng also thinks that Master is very serious! Isn't it just talking about marriage, what's so angry about it?!"

Seeing Ah Sheng with a serious face, Lin Jingyu was dumbfounded, and sighed speechlessly.

Lin Jingyu combed her hair back from her forehead with her right hand, and when she touched the hair crown that tied her hair, she took it off conveniently and threw it to Ah Sheng.

Lin Jingyu stood up, walked to the side of the couch, and fell straight down.

"boom--"

Lin Jingyu resisted the slight pain, looked at Sheng and looked at herself with some doubts, and closed her eyes helplessly.

He was wrong, he shouldn't have asked such a difficult question to a somewhat cute person.By the way, how did I choose this kind of brain in the first place?It looked pretty smart at first, didn't it? !

Lin Jingyu turned her head and took a deep look at Ah Sheng, thinking suspiciously.

When Yuxiao opened the curtain and came in, she saw Lin Jingyu lying face down on the flower couch, her face buried in the pillow, and Ah Sheng stood beside her looking at Lin Jingyu with a serious face.

Yu Xiao signaled with his eyes: "Master, have you rested?" '

Seeing Ah Sheng shaking his head violently, Yu Xiao walked lightly towards the flower couch.

Yu Xiao walked up to the flower couch and called out softly, "Master—"

Lin Jingyu buried herself in the pillow, and said in a low voice, "What's the matter?" Turning around and half sitting up while talking.

Standing aside, Ah Sheng hurriedly placed the pillow behind Lin Jingyu's back, and then carefully smoothed out Lin Jingyu's messy black hair, so as not to press it down later.

When Lin Jingyu was steady, Yuxiao handed the thin letter to Lin Jingyu and said, "Master, this is a letter from the capital."

Lin Jingyu took the letter from Yuxiao, and asked, "Sent by sir?"

"No."

Is there anyone else in the capital who specially sent letters to him besides the husband?Jia's?

Lin Jingyu glanced at the end of the letter suspiciously.

Yanyang?

Yanyang!

Yanyang——

After realizing who it was, Lin Jingyu sat up in shock.

"hiss--"

Hearing Lin Jingyu's cries of pain, Ah Sheng hurriedly put down the hair that was still in her hand, and Yu Xiao who was beside her also hurriedly reached out to rub Lin Jingyu's scalp.

Seemingly not feeling the pain caused by the scalp being pulled, Lin Jingyu stared straight at the word Yanyang at the end of the envelope.

Lin Jingyu blinked in disbelief, it was still there, blinked again, it was still there.Well, it turns out this is true.

Stunned on the flower bed for a while, when he recovered, Lin Jingyu waved back Yu Xiao and Ah Sheng who were still rubbing his scalp, stood up, walked behind the desk, and sat on the chair.

Lin Jingyu opened it carefully, took out a thin stack of neatly folded paper in the envelope, and slowly unfolded it.

Jingyu:

It's been a year, but are you okay?

Your lord is driving the crane to the west, and I hope you will cherish yourself.In addition, Xiwen Jun is currently on the list of Qiu Wei, and I wrote a special handwritten letter to express my congratulations.

Yan Yang hand-shaped.

Is this gone?

Lin Jingyu paused, then read it again from beginning to end in disbelief.Really gone!

Lin Jingyu rested her forehead with her left hand, rubbed her eyes with her right hand, and put down the thin letter that was not fully written in her hand.Sighing, he counted the entire letter from beginning to end, 57 words, that's a lot!

Sure enough, the people who become emperors think differently? !Is he going to reply?Or reply?

But the question is: what does he want in return? !

Thinking of the source of the letter, Lin Jingyu pursed her lips and asked, "Who sent this?"

"It's a man in his thirties who calls himself Mingliang." Seeing that Lin Jingyu was still in a daze, Yu Xiao said eagerly, "Master, don't you reply? He's still waiting outside!"

"Waiting outside?" Lin Jingyu raised her voice and asked in surprise.

"Yes, Manager Lin is entertaining."

Lin Jingyu glared at Yuxiao, why didn't she say it earlier!

Lin Jingyu spread out the paper, carefully dipped the ink into the inkstone, and picked up the pen.

Looking at the yellowish clean paper, Lin Jingyu's pen hanging in the air couldn't fall down no matter what, the ink slowly fell from the tip of the pen, hitting the paper with a slight 'pop--' sound.

Sighing, Lin Jingyu put down the pen, removed the dirty paper, rubbed it and threw it aside.

He frowned and thought for a while, but still had no idea.Lin Jingyu leaned back irritably, and kept turning the jade wrench in her hand.

Ah Sheng, who was grinding ink beside him, asked suspiciously: "Master, don't you want to write?"

Lin Jingyu said irritably, "I don't know what to write. After all, I haven't contacted him for many years. Besides, I don't want him to think that I'm flattering him."

"It's not easy. Whatever he writes, you can write it accordingly."

Lin Jingyu looked at Ah Sheng who was not concerned, and raised her eyebrows.

Well, it’s because he’s got a demon, and when you meet an emperor who writes to you, it’s the kind of selfless friendship, everyone will have a demon, right? !

Lin Jingyu settled down, and said silently in her heart: that's just a person, that's just a stranger who you know him and who happens to know you too.So, be calm! ! !

With a steady mind, Lin Jingyu quickly picked up the pen.Brush two strokes to get it done in one go.

Lin Jingyu looked at the thin sheet with wet ink marks on her hand, and then at the thin sheet next to her.Thinking uncertainly: This is the legendary friendship between gentlemen as light as water, right? !

Looking at the black lump in the third row, Lin Jingyu frowned.If you make a wrong stroke in your hand, it becomes a blemish on the entire paper.Looking at Yanyang's neatness without a trace of variegation, Lin Jingyu seriously considered whether to rewrite it.

When Lin Jingyu entered the flower hall, she saw Lin Feng talking with a man in a gray gown from afar.If you look closely, you can see that in his mid-thirties, he has an ordinary face, but there is a calm and introverted vigor.

Seeing Lin Jingyu enter the door, the man in the gray gown quickly stepped forward and bowed, "Mr. Lin"

When Lin Jingyu heard the name, the depths of her eyes were deep, and she returned to normal after a while.

Others called him Uncle Lin, but he was stunned when he suddenly heard Mr. Lin.It was true, Lin Jingyu took a deep look at the gray man with a smile on his face.The left hand couldn't help rubbing the jade-colored wrench on the thumb.

Those who serve the heavenly family really don't know how to call others Lord.

After thinking for a while, she determined the identity of the person in front of her. Lin Jingyu said with a flat face, "I don't know who you are?"

"Little Qingming, Mr. Lin just called it."

Hearing this, Lin Jingyu smiled at Minglang and said, "I'm tired of running around, why don't you rest here?"

Turning her head, Lin Jingyu turned to tell Lin Feng without stopping, "Guard Lin, you can make arrangements."

Hearing this, Minglang also knew that Lin Jingyu was only speaking politely.After all, when he handed the letter to Steward Lin in front of him, he made it clear that he was waiting for a reply.Minglang hastily declined and said: "Mr. Lin's love is a small blessing, but I really dare not delay."

Lin Jingyu handed the letter she just wrote to Yuxiao, and said with a smile, "I know you're busy, so I won't force you to stay. It's just that you should have a light meal here!"

Mingming bent his waist down a little, and said respectfully: "If you refuse again, you will be ignorant of flattery, but I hope you will be considerate. The boats on the pier are still waiting, and the young one will return to Beijing overnight to report to you after delivering the letter." , dare not delay."

Lin Jingyu sighed, and said with a smile: "Since you say so, I won't force you to stay. I won't drag you down."

Minglang took the letter from Lin Feng, and when he heard Lin Jingyu's words, he hurriedly replied: "Thank you, Mr. for your mercy!" Putting the letter away, Minglang took out a nanmu box from his sleeve and handed it to Lin Feng, saying to Lin Jingyu : "This is the master's special order when you leave, you must hand it over to the young master."

Lin Jingyu nodded to Lin Feng, indicating to take over.Unconsciously rubbing the wrench on the thumb with his hand.

Minglang noticed the jade finger on Mr. Lin's left thumb from the very beginning. He often ran around for his master and saw many good things. It wasn't because of how precious the jade finger was.From his eyesight, it can be seen that the jade wrench finger in Mr. Lin's hand can be regarded as top-grade at best.He only paid attention because he saw that Mr. Lin would play with it from time to time, and the surface of the jade wrench was smooth, and he could tell it was often rubbing.

The Lin family is an aristocratic family, and there must be a lot of top-level collections.Such a middle and top class can get Mr. Lin's favor, it must be Mr. Lin's heart.

Thinking of the ins and outs hints in his master's words when he left, Qingming tentatively said: "I haven't seen you for many years, I'm afraid I'm a little uncertain about Qingming's intentions. Why don't you give me something to prove that the younger one is going to Errands done."

Seeing Lin Jingyu's bright and courteous posture, she knew that he was always a little uneasy doing things for the emperor.Thinking of his astonishment when he received the letter, Lin Jingyu felt sorry for him.

Lin Jingyu tilted her head and looked at her whole body carefully, she came in a hurry, Ah Sheng and Yu Xiao wanted to tie his hair and adjust his clothes, but there was no jade pendant on him.Lin Jingyu said helplessly: "I came in a hurry, but I didn't have time to hang some things on my body."

Hearing this, Mingming knew that Lin Jingyu was right.She looked up at Lin Jingyu happily, and when she heard Lin Jingyu's words, she hurriedly lowered her head.Ming Lang whispered: "Young Master's jade wrench finger may have been made for some years, I wonder if Young Master can part with it?"

Lin Jingyu turned the jade finger in her hand, feeling the familiar feeling it brought.Did the finger pull really follow it for years, or was it because of the indelible amazement in Yan Yang's eyes that he thought about finding something to play with.It caught him in one glance, and it hasn't been changed since it was worn.There is indeed some reluctance in my heart!

Accidentally seeing Minglang's strong desire for the jade wrench in her hand, Lin Jingyu's mood was a little gray due to the weather, and her heart felt empty for a while.

Seeing Minglang's strong and straightforward emotions, Lin Jingyu felt that the strength that had dissipated from her body seemed to return a little bit.

Send the Buddha to the west, that's all, let Daiyu find him one in the warehouse tomorrow!

Lin Jingyu took off the jade wrench and handed it to Yuxiao.

Qingming took it from Yuxiao's hand respectfully, and said: "My lord is very kind, the little one is unforgettable."

"It's not a big favor, it's just a worthless object."

Hearing the indifference in Lin Jingyu's tone, Ming Lang turned to say: "My lord, since the matter is over, I won't bother you here."

Lin Jingyu smiled at Minglang, nodded, and said: "Go slowly" and turned to tell Lin Feng: "You give him a ride, be careful when it rains."

After Minglang bowed to Lin Jingyu, he followed Lin Feng's pace and walked out of the flower hall with an umbrella.

Lin Jingyu stared at the backs of the two men until they disappeared, then turned her gaze away, picked up the nanmu box at hand, and slowly opened it.

The author has something to say: This chapter has been changed a bit, there are common sense mistakes.

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Interjection.

Respect and dignity: honor each other's father

Lingtang Lingci: honor each other's mother

Daughter of love and daughter: honor each other's daughter

The son is the other party's son

Jiayan, Jiafu: Refers to one's own father

Jiaci, Jiamu: Refers to one's own mother

Shemeidi: Refers to one's younger brother, younger sister

Puppies: a modest title for one's own children

Clumsy Jingjian: A modest title for one's wife