Love of Friends in the Red Chamber

After Sun Shaozu's death, a stone in the emperor's heart fell to the ground. He was a man who was worried. Although Jia Cong had completely removed his military power, he recommended his brother-in-law to lead the army. This is the emperor's heart. A thorn, now that the thorn is easily pulled out, the emperor is completely relieved, and he naturally wants to comfort Jia Cong and all the soldiers who have made great contributions to the Western Expedition.

Therefore, except for Sun Shaozu, the rest are not guilty, and Sun Shaozu just indulged his subordinates and absconded in fear of crime, which is naturally not a serious crime, and his previous military exploits are enough to offset, so his family members will not be affected.

In this way, Yingchun was not affected, and since there was no one in the direct line of the Sun family, Yingchun could dispose of the family servants at will. The distant cousin's family adopted an adopted son for Yingchun to inherit the family business, so that the Sun family would have nothing to say, and Yingchun would be able to rely on him.

The child was only three years old, not yet sensible, born of a concubine, who died after giving birth, and the child was left unattended, so Yingchun brought her in her arms and treated her as her own. The children are the same now.Yingchun can be regarded as freed from the sea of ​​suffering.

As for Jia Cong, the emperor personally called him into the palace and comforted him with kind words. Although Jia Cong asked for punishment with sincere words, the emperor did not agree.

However, the fact that Jia Cong could join the cabinet as a chancellor as a matter of course was shelved.After a while, the emperor finally decreed that Jia Cong be the governor of Liangjiang. Then he was implicated by reckless people, and since ancient times, there has been a saying among big men that riches and honor do not return home, like walking at night in brocade, and now Aiqing can be said to be returning home in brocade."

This is exactly in Jia Cong's arms, and in fact, this is the best ending that he spent a lot of energy planning - he has never forgotten his promise to Daiyu, and now he can finally fulfill it.

Not long after he took office, he moved the Governor's Mansion of Liangjiang in Jinling to Suzhou. Instead of constructing large buildings, he separated the government office from the private residence. more refined.

After everything was packed, I wrote to Daiyu, and there were only two sentences: "There is no colorful phoenix on the body and two flying wings, but the heart has a clear understanding." Daiyu packed up her luggage and went south along the canal by boat. The itinerary was exactly the same as when she went to Beijing that year. Coincidentally, things are different and people are different, and it is inevitable to be full of emotion.

Sitting on the boat, Daiyu's thoughts were full of thoughts. For a while, she thought that from now on, she would be cut off from the past in the capital and only lived a life of elegance with Jia Cong. At the same time, she recalled the scene when Baochai came to see her off when she was parting. sisters, but now drifting away.

It turned out that Baochai led Zhi'er into the city that day to see Daiyu off at the princess' mansion.Because of Baoyu, although Daiyu treated Baochai the same in her heart as before, the two rarely saw each other.This time Baochai expected Daiyu to go, and feared that there would be no time for her to meet again, so she came here to see her off.

I haven't seen her for more than half a year, and Baochai is getting paler and haggard. Although she is a commoner Jingchai, she has been tidied up and ironed neatly. Although she is now dressed like a village woman, her former calm and calm attitude is no longer there. It has not changed, but there is always a slight sadness in the smile.

Zhi'er is already nine years old, and she describes her appearance as if it were carved out of Baoyu's youth, only thinner, gentle and shy, but also polite and thoughtful. One can tell that Baochai raised him very well.

Daiyu asked him about his poems and books, and found that Zhi'er's classics were all well-versed. Although the words in the poems were still childish, the poems written in the scene were fresh and readable, and Daiyu was very impressed.Then he ordered Xueyan to bring snacks and candy, and led Zhi'er to play in the yard. Zhi'er didn't just agree, but looked at her mother, saw Baochai smiling and nodding, thanked Daiyu, and followed Xueyan out.

Here, Daiyu ordered her servant girl to serve tea, and then retreated from the crowd, and had some private conversations with Baochai.Daiyu saw that although Baochai was sitting in the room, his eyes were fixed on Zhier who was playing in the courtyard. She only heard the snow geese teasing Zhier, so she found him a spinning top, and Zhier was playing vigorously. But he took a plate of dim sum and said, "Children, don't be too busy playing with the spinning top, and eat a hibiscus cake while it's hot."

Although Zhi'er was young, he acted like a grown-up, he was reluctant to put down the top, maybe he was waiting for Baochai to prevent him from playing, but he refused to admit that he was playful, so he read clearly: "Cabbage root There is sweetness in it, and an aspiring man is not greedy." Daiyu and Baochai in the room laughed when they heard this.

Daiyu sighed, "Sister Bao, Zhi'er is such a good boy, so sensible and obedient." Baochai smiled and said, "Now he is my only concern and sustenance. This child is also pitiful. Apart from reading, he never reads anything. No play allowed..."

Daiyu knew that she was counting on Zhi'er to be successful and revive her family's reputation, but Zhi'er is so young, isn't she pitiful?Daiyu persuaded: "Sister Bao, you have always been transparent, why bother yourself?"

Baochai felt sad, and said to Daiyu: "My sister still remembers that year in the garden, I went to see you in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and you said, "Death and life are fate, wealth and honor are in the sky", and I still laughed at you as Sima Niu's sigh. Now Looking back on what happened back then, although it was only ten years ago, it seemed like a lifetime away."

Daiyu remained silent, but Baochai said, "I know it's too cruel to force Zhi'er to study and put the burden of reviving the family business on the shoulders of a small child, but his father really can't help him." …The life that was still possible before was nothing but a barren house. What survived was a broken bed, broken tripods and sick pianos, a few broken books, a missing inkstone, and a few bald pens. Fortunately, he can still send Qin books to others. To relieve worries, at worst, I would become a hermit. If Zhi'er was not established at that time, he would be as depressed as his father, working half his life, turning into a dream, wouldn't it be more bitter? Then it would be better to suffer a little bit now, and the bitterness will be rewarded, it is unknown. "

Hearing her sad words, Daiyu couldn't help crying, but when she mentioned Baoyu, it was difficult to answer the conversation.Baochai, however, took out a scroll from the package she carried with her, and said with a helpless smile, "I should have sent you an agenda, but you know the current situation of my family. Commoner clothes and vegetables are often sold out, and those who can sell them have already sold them for money." Sold, only these unsold paintings are left..."

Talking about unfolding, when Daiyu looked at it, it was a strange stone of ink and ink, the color of ink was light, and the huge stone stood upright. In the cracks of the stone, a tuft of fine grass was exposed, with a touch of crimson on the tip of the grass, which seemed to be swaying in the wind, clear and lovely.If something moved in Daiyu's heart, she couldn't help being stunned.

She stabilized her mind, and looked at the inscription on it again, but it was a poem inscribed on a painting: "Love this fist stone, exquisite and natural. Tracing back to the ancient times, how long will it be when you fall into the world? If you want to return to the original, you have no talent to make up for it." My god. Don’t ask for rewards from everyone, just be a stubborn fairy.”

Daiyu was pondering the sentence "If you want to return to the plain, but if you don't have the talent to mend the sky", Baochai said calmly: "In addition to drinking, he paints these stones every day. I also thought about it, if I didn't marry him at the beginning, he would be able to live better. After thinking about it, I felt that it was nothing more than harming another person, so I might as well go on suffering like this with him. He Nature is good, but it is useless. Sister, I am a miserable person, I really envy you..."

Daiyu had never seen Baochai lose her composure like this before, but she also knew that she was speaking from the bottom of her heart. After a while, she replied softly, "Sister Bao, you were the most patient in the past, and you were the one who followed your time. But I still said that, 'Life and death' Fate, wealth is in the sky', Sister Bao's character should not always be so rough, and one day the hardships will be rewarded."

Looking out of the window, Baochai saw Zhi'er's shadowy running figure, and said with a smile, "Yes, I hope to wait for that day." She smiled like this, but she shed tears.However, Daiyu is also clear about the purpose of her trip. Thinking of how many sisters she supported in the Grand View Garden when the Xue family was prosperous, she was generous and thoughtful, and she even gave tremella and other things to herself. It's not for her own sake to be honest with others.

Had it not been for the end of the mountain, Daiyu knew that Sister Bao, who was like a "high scholar in the mountains", would never ask for help.Thinking of this, Daiyu felt sad.

After leaving Baochai's mother and son for lunch, Baochai was about to leave, saying that he was afraid that he would not be able to leave the city at night.Daiyu knew that she was thinking about her family, so she didn't want to keep them anymore, and sent their mother and son to the door. Daiyu ordered Xueyan to bring a purse with fringe and crane pattern, but handed it to Zhier, saying: "This is for Zhier to buy paper and pens. Zhi'er has to study hard, to show your mother a good reputation!"

Zhi'er nodded vigorously like a little adult, and promised: "I must be like Uncle Cong, get a title on the gold list, be named a marquis and pay respects, and let my mother, Fengguan Xiapei, be a first-class wife." Everyone laughed, with tears in their laughter.Baochai touched Zhi'er's head and said to Daiyu: "I appreciate my sister's love, so I won't thank you any more. I hope the green mountains will never grow old, the green water will last forever, and we will see each other someday."

Daiyu nodded and said, "Why should our sisters say those false words, sister, take care!" Seeing Baochai leading Zhi'er out of the alley one after the other.Xueyan hesitated and said: "Grandma, let me go and get a car for Second Grandma Bao." Daiyu shook her head and said, "How do you know? She will definitely refuse. She took that purse for Zhi'er, if she Herself, she would rather starve to death..."

Bi Ye said timidly: "Yes, Grandma, just now I saw Second Grandma Bao's fingers, all of which were poked with needlework, and covered with calluses, they are the embroiderers who work all day in our sewing room. Mother, I wouldn't work my hands like that... I really don't know what kind of life Second Grandma Bao is living!"

Daiyu sighed softly, went back to the room, and saw that the stone picture was still on the table, Daiyu ordered lightly: "Take it and burn it." After hearing this, Xueyan timidly agreed, not daring to ask any more questions. , so he rolled up the painting, took it out, and went to cook without mentioning it.

Daiyu knew that this was Baochai's farewell.So when he left, although all relatives came to see him off, they never invited Baochai's family again.She knew that even though she had married Jin Ranqi, the person who understood her best in this life was Baochai, but the distance between herself and her could only gradually drift away.