The Laughing Usa of the Red Chamber

Chapter 10

As the new year approaches, the weather is getting colder. Although Shen Yulin is not afraid of the cold, he has been weak all his life, and has accumulated some drug poisons since he was a child.

As he got older and experienced many inconveniences, Shen Xiang set up a separate sycamore courtyard for him in the back garden of the Shen Mansion to live in.

Not big, but extremely delicate.

Spring in the south of the Yangtze River has arrived, but it is the coldest time in Beijing.

The wind and snow whistled outside the window.

Shen Yulin was only wearing a jade-white cotton robe, leaning on the kang, the small stove was warming ordinary ice spring wine, but the aroma of the wine was extremely clear.

Taking a few well-washed greengages, his white fingers nimbly poked open a bit of the flesh, picked out the prunes, and stuffed them with finely sliced ​​ginger. The exquisite dagger in his hand was extremely sharp and shone with a cold light.

Throw the stuffed plums into the lukewarm wine. After a while, the mist is hazy, the aroma of the wine is slightly astringent, and the plump plums toss up and down in the wine.

Having been drunk a few days ago, Shen Xiang no longer forbids Shen Yulin to drink alcohol, after all, the amount of alcohol is essential for socializing in the future.

There is a volume of Analects at hand. At this time, Confucius has not been promoted to the altar. Students should read more "Spring and Autumn", "Zhao Lue", "Xian Shu", "Tao Te Ching".

The Analects of Confucius in the previous life Huanghuang knew by heart, he was not interested in rereading it, but Shen Xiang was a Confucian student, this was a homework assigned by him, and he had to write notes, so he had no choice but to reread it.

In the middle of writing, the door was pushed open with a creak, and the wind and snow howled in a little, and the door was shut by someone, but it was Jinxiu.

"My lord, it's getting late, and the slaves are here to deliver the food."

Shen Yulin moved the stove slightly, nodded, "Put it on."

Seeing that the sky had really darkened, he had no choice but to "order Jinxiu to find the bright tile glazed lamp and light it up, and the room suddenly lit up.

Jinxiu took out two plates of stir-fried side dishes, a plate of soft noodle snacks, a bowl of white rice, and a cup of fragrant chicken soup from the food box.

After the meal, the soup from which the oil was skimmed was already slightly cold. After scooping up half a spoonful, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and it was indeed a bit fishy.

Seeing him going to pour wine, Jin Xiu hurriedly said: "My lord, drinking alcohol at night will hurt your health, why don't you drink the soup?"

Shen Yulin's eyes flickered slightly, and he said with a smile: "It's okay, ginger is stuffed in the plum, just to warm the stomach."

Jinxiu had no choice but to clean up.

It's a bright night, and it's hard to sleep.

The next day, the snow stopped.

As the saying goes, it's cold before the frost and cold after the snow, if Shen Yulin didn't feel anything yesterday, but this morning he was nestled under the blanket and didn't want to move.

Burying his cold cheeks into warm arms, he felt drowsy gradually.

The academy had a holiday a few days ago, but Shen Xiang had to go there every day, he had already heard the little girl's knock on the door.

Shen Yulin turned over helplessly, lifted the quilt, sat up, and said tiredly, "Come in."

The ones who came were indeed a pair of pleasing little maids with low eyebrows, holding clean clothes and toiletries.

In her previous life, Shen Yulin was restrained by the Eldest Princess and never asked women to come close to her. This has become a habit, and she changed her clothes and washed herself.

Usually he used Jinxiu to get along, but today he felt that the maid's craftsmanship was rough, Shen Yulin frowned, and said: "Let's put it down, and go find that red fox hat."

He tied up his hair with a short hosta, put on a red fox hat and left the room.

He didn't call Jinxiu just now, because he knew it would not be him.

Yesterday that person didn't know who was doing it carefully, and there were a lot of lies.

He has two bright tile lamps, a new one and an old one. The new lamps are exquisite in style but not very bright. They are just placed for a good look, but the usual ones are stored in the cabinet. Yesterday, the man directly lit the lamp on the table.

Jinxiu looked cheerful, but she was respectful and reticent towards his master, but yesterday that person had an exquisite appearance.

He has been practicing his drinking capacity for the past few days, and drinking at night is even more common, but only yesterday...

......

The tree catches the wind.

☆☆☆☆☆.

It was approaching noon, the weather was getting warmer, it happened that Su Mingyin came to look for him, Shen Xiang knew that he had been severely detained these few days, so she nodded and said: "You must go back to the residence before holding the lamp."

Shen Yulin agreed, and went with Su Mingyin without bringing the "Splendid".

The prosperity of central Beijing is even more prosperous than in the past, and the streets and alleys are filled with a strong atmosphere of the New Year. At first glance, it looks like a peaceful and prosperous age.

However, Shen Yulin knew that the real prosperity had not yet begun.

"Your poems are really beautiful, aside from other things, that handwriting is already at its peak..." Su Mingyin laughed.

Shen Yulin was startled, thinking of all the things before, he said helplessly: "I'm afraid it's the peak of frivolity and randomness."

It was the one-leaf body of Song Zhiqiu of Ning Dynasty that he liked most when he was young. It has neither body nor spirit, but emphasizes strength of character, but there are many disputes in later generations.

The two entered a restaurant chatting and laughing, and just about to enter the private room, Su Mingyin said: "What's wrong with your frivolity? I love you for your frivolousness a few days ago. You are in such a good time, but you still have a lifeless look." Look...why bother?"

He was turning his head to talk to Shen Yulin, but bumped into someone and took half a step back.

"Feel sorry......"

He looked up, but was startled, and said: "Wang..."

That person was wearing a brocade robe of light purple and three colors of gold, and an ermine cape, but it was Yongning Wang Jiqian who came down from the upstairs.

Ji Qian raised his hand to signal that there is no need to salute, and said, "It's okay."

Shen Yulin didn't come near the last banquet, and the hurried side four or five years ago was even more vague, but after seeing Su Mingyin's reaction, he didn't know the identity of this person, so he wanted to salute, but only heard Ji Qian's slow voice: "Shen Yulin? "

Shen Yulin was startled, he never thought that this person would recognize him, Ji Qian didn't care about his movements, and said, "Excuse me."

But Su Mingyin remembered that Shen Yulin was proclaiming his lord in the palace a few days ago, and panicked, could it be that the lord wants to settle accounts after the fall?

Afraid of what to come, I saw Ji Qian's thin lips slightly curled up, and said: "Your poem, I have already framed it, and it is hung in the study, do you like it?"

Shen Yulin lowered his hands and said respectfully: "Yu Lin was drunk a few days ago and talked a lot of nonsense, please forgive me, don't care about Yu Lin."

Ji Qian said: "I like your poems very much."

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Shen Yulin's back, and he said more respectfully: "It is Yulin's luck to be appreciated by the prince."

"Falling red becomes shortage, running water turns into ice..." Ji Qian said in a low voice, "Is this what Yu Lin thinks?"

Shen Yulin didn't know what he meant, so he thought about it and said, "The scenery in winter is mostly like this."

Seeing his cautious appearance, Ji Qian suddenly thought of that shy little boy. With a twitch in his heart, he reached out and patted his furry hat, and said, "Little thing, don't worry, this king appreciates it very much." you."

Shen Yulin, who was slapped on the head by Qiangu Yidi, didn't react until he left. Su Mingyin tugged at his sleeve and said in surprise: "Yulin! Yulin! The prince framed your poem! He also said that he appreciates you very much!"

Shen Yulin came back to his senses, and said helplessly, "Let's go in first."

Su Mingyin curled her lips, "What are you afraid of? This Cuihua building is originally owned by the prince, who dares to say a word?" Even so, he went in.

Su Mingyin looked for him but it was still about Chen Yanqing.

The eldest princess and Grand Tutor Su loved his only son very much. After being tortured these days, he has loosened up a little, but he couldn't find Chen Yanqing anymore.

"The stewards in the General's Mansion only saw him once, on the night the prince entered the city..."

In the Jin Dynasty, military generals did not go to the court unless they passed an edict, and the ranks in the military camp were clearly defined, and no one dared to control him, so no one really knew where Chen Yanqing had gone.

Shen Yulin was helpless, he knew it, but...

Su Mingyin didn't know how to read words and expressions, and said again: "Nowadays, the vitality of the Yi people is seriously injured. There should be no wars in the past few years. My father and mother have agreed that I will learn some military arts from the general... the posts below are all It was Chen Junshi who replied...every sentence is shirked..."

That's because Chen Yanyu is not stupid, Shen Yulin secretly thought.

What's more, Chen Yanqing doesn't know the art of war?He is a person who lives on the battlefield by nature, everything is based on intuition and talent.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard Su Mingyin exclaim: "General!"

Shen Yulin followed his gaze, and sure enough, he saw a blue figure from downstairs disappearing at the entrance of the alley.

Su Mingyin was surprised and delighted, and said repeatedly: "Quick! Let's catch up!"

Shen Yulin sighed softly.

☆☆☆☆☆.

"Mingyin felt that she was kind-hearted when she first met her aunt, and she didn't expect such a fate." Su Mingyin smiled with her bright deer eyes slightly bent.

Shen Yulin leaned against the table, buried her face in her arms, only her hairy head was exposed.

Su Mingyin said again: "My aunt saved Yulin back then, and Mingyin hasn't thanked her yet..."

Zhao Yanran sat awkwardly, she was not new to the world, the young man brought by her son looked noble, although he was not as handsome as Second Master Bao, but his whole body was much more imposing, how could he Somehow she met a nobleman, she didn't know how to reply, she just used those narrow almond eyes to scan the wooden post behind.

Seeing her looking over, Chen Yanqing, the wooden stump, blushed under the mask and turned his head away.

If no one was present, Zhao Yanran would have to bite him hard to relieve his anger.

Su Mingyin spent eight hundred lifetimes of ingenuity at this moment, and said with a smile: "Don't be upset, Auntie, this is embarrassing for Uncle!"

Uncle Chen Yanqing blushed, and said nana: "Not... not yet, married... Mo, mo, hurt Yan... Sister, name, reputation... ..”

Shen Yulin buried her face deeper and deeper.

When Zhao Yanran heard his words, she panicked and said angrily, "What do you mean? You don't want to marry me, just tell me! It's not like I can't get married!"

Back then, she was unwilling to be randomly assigned by Nanny Lai to those forty-odd concierges, and her children and grandchildren were slaves for generations. In a rage, she ran to Jia Zheng to recommend herself as a pillow mat. You can see her temperament. Now if this person despises her, she will I will never let him go!

It's just like being bitten by a dog.

Chen Yanqing was at a loss for a while, and suddenly remembered what Chen Yanyu taught him, and said clumsily: "Don't...get angry, hold...your son, hand, and...and... ..”

Su Mingyin interjected: "Hold your hand and grow old with you, aunt, uncle said he wants to be nice to you!"

Seeing his stupid appearance, Zhao Yanran felt angry and said, "If he wants to be with me, I will be with him? There are many who want to be with me..."

Chen Yanqing panicked even more, and stammered: "They...see you, you look good, I...see you, whether you look good or not..."

Zhao Yanran was furious, her almond eyes stared round: "Chen Mutou! Is this old lady not good-looking?"

Seeing that the two were fighting again, Shen Yulin gave Su Mingyin a wink, and quietly backed out.

When they arrived in the courtyard, Shen Yulin let out a long breath, and sighed to Su Mingyin: "Enemies from the previous life, we are talking about them."

Su Mingyin didn't respond, but only looked forward to it, "If I please my aunt, the general will definitely accept me!"

Shen Yulin rubbed her head, feeling that it is really not suitable to go out today.