Yingchun is the son of destiny [Red Mansion]

The maid from Ning's mansion was young and articulate, knelt on the ground following the situation, and before asking about the crime of trespassing in an uproar, she said loudly: "Brother Rong is gone."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

It wasn't long before Zhou Rui's family wandered around the door.Sister Feng got along with her, and the medicinal materials that Ning Mansion asked for were not given a single star.

She didn't even ask Mrs. Wang to give the key to the private vault just now.The key was bulky and she wasn't very happy with it.

But... Jia Rong died?

There was no commotion in the room, everyone just had strange expressions on their faces.

Then Qiqi looked at Jiamu.

She is the Supreme Judge.

Jia Mu collected herself, and asked the maid in a slow voice, such as when she died, what happened to the funeral, and what happened to You Shi and Qin Shi.

Because Jia Rong is a junior, Rong Mansion doesn't need to abstain from meat or red meat, it just wants to remove a few tables of meat dishes and replace them with vegetarian dishes, that's all.

A meal was tasteless.

When returning to Baoxia, Tanchun was still shaking his head and discussing: "Brother Zhen, what kind of nerve did he go, and he beat his son to death?"

Xichun laughed: "Why are you like those women? How can you be sure that Jia Zhen beat Jia Rong?"

"Apart from Big Brother Zhen, who else can beat Rong'er?" Tanchun asked.

And Sister Feng, Yingchun silently added in her heart.

Jia Rong's funeral was quite grand, especially for the widowed Qin family, her eyes were red and her face was pale, watching it made all the grandmothers and wives feel distressed, and they all lamented the horror of being a young widow.

Under the funeral of the only great-great-grandson of the Ning Mansion, the disappearance of Jia Rui seemed very quiet, and the rumble of cars and horses taking the wives to the village was barely audible.

Yingchun often sees Sister Feng flying wantonly, but she never finds time to chat and talk.

Sister Feng is busy by the naked eye, and when she has free time, she is more willing to sit with Qin Keqing.

All this has nothing to do with Yingchun.

The only relevant thing is the message sent to her by Princess Nan'an.

"The princess said, she is very grateful for the chess book you gave me, and I found this novel book for you to entertain. I wanted to invite you to come over to play, but there is a funeral in Ning's mansion, and there is a lot of noise. , I will invite you to play after the winter jasmine blooms."

Yingchun took the book, put it on the shelf, and thanked her.When Jia Mu knew that the princess had sent her servants over, she asked a little about the reason, and the matter passed like this.

It is not such a high honor for the Jia family to have contacts with the princess of the county.

Jia's mother calmed Yingchun with favor and disgrace.

At seven o'clock in Jia Rong's first day, Jia Lian, who helped Sister Feng's work in Ningfu, called Yingchun to Ningfu.

Yingchun didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Sister Feng and a foreigner in the side room of the main house of Ningfu, she still didn't react.

"The kid from the Sun family said he wanted something from you. Why are you involved with him?" Jia Lian mumbled on the road.

Yingchun thought to herself, the case has been solved, and the members of the Sun family pretended to be the son of Nan'an.

Sun family...

Yingchun was suddenly overwhelmed by fear, and she couldn't speak a word.

The sound of crying from afar was lingering in her ears, which seemed to be the sound of crying from Jia Rong's funeral, but the sound rang in her ears, and she couldn't even hear what her own brother said.

All the way to the end.

Jia Lian brought him into Sister Feng's room, and said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, I've run errands for you, how can you thank me?"

Sister Feng laughed and poohed him: "Do you have to ask when everyone is around?"

Jia Lian laughed for a while, then put away her expression and turned back to the topic, introducing the only person present at Yingchun that she didn't know.

"This is the son of the Sun family. He came to attend Brother Rong's funeral, but he came to ask me, 'Is your sister here?' Sister, you should take a good look, is this person just here to spread rumors!"

Only then did Yingchun raise her eyes to look at people.

"..."

When Sun Shaozu was five or six years younger, he still looked good. His cheeks were not red from wine lees due to years of drinking, but a healthy wheat color.The body looks quite majestic and powerful.

Yingchun: ...hehe.

She restrained her trembling body and tried her best to be calm, but the sharp-eyed Sister Feng still noticed her and hugged her into her arms and patted her back.

Jia Lian glared at Sun Jia'er: "What's going on!"

Why does Yingchun see you as if seeing an executioner?

"I still want to ask!" The man looked puzzled, and there was even a bit of grievance in it.

Yingchun didn't want to talk.

There is nothing wrong with the previous life that I haven't done in this life, so I can't look at people differently.

Sun Shaozu first came to Beijing because he committed a crime, and he came to Beijing to join forces with Xue Pan, seeking to avoid crimes.

He has come to Beijing now, and the thing has already been committed.

The air of philistine profiteering all over her body... She felt as if she was about to suffocate in this room.

Unable to communicate on site.

According to the man's point of view, he still wants to talk to Yingchun alone, in a bright place, other people can watch from a distance.

But it must be spoken alone.

No one will agree.

Sister Feng almost wanted to drive him away directly.

The man wisely slipped out before Sister Feng could speak.

Jia Lian winked at Sister Feng, "I'll leave it to you." Then he left.

"Don't be afraid." Sister Feng finally patted Yingchun's back lightly and said.

Yingchun was shot so groggy that she finally fell asleep.

No dream.

When she woke up, Yingchun was helped up by Siqi, looking at the window, the sky was already dark.

It was too late for Mrs. Xing to go.

To be precise, if it was later, even Jia Muna's dinner would not be in time.

Dress up and get up in twos and twos, the little girl can save a lot of time without applying makeup.

Let the left-behind maid and Sister Feng say that they are gone, then go out and rush to Rongfu.

There are almost no servants on the road, and it feels a bit bleak along the way.

Yingchun calmed down, Ningfu was in chaos, and the servants followed the master to pretend to be confused and dodge.

When Jia Rong's funeral happened again, Sister Feng's ability to survive the funeral with dignity is already amazing.

There is dry grass beside the feet, and the sound of a master and a servant walking on the bluestone slab is very soft.

Appears quieter.

The road ahead turns and there are rockery decorations.

one sided figure——

The man leaned lazily on the rockery, and when he saw her, he grinned happily.

"Finally waiting for you, I wonder if you will go another way."

Yingchun couldn't help but took a step back.

He didn't take a second step back, this place is very close to the second gate, and if he makes noise at will, the one who will be shameful in the future is not Sun Shaozu who can enter the garden of the inner house casually, but her.

Is it really okay for the management of Ning Mansion to be so evacuated? ! !

Perhaps seeing Yingchun's disbelief, the man took the initiative to explain: "I have a good relationship with Jia Rong. Jia Zhen knows that the little Wang family in Rongfu can't drive me away."

Yingchun: "Oh."

She still found it ridiculous.

Turning her head to look at Siqi who was too nervous to speak, she suddenly calmed down.

Forget about why they met like a storybook—the kind of storybook Jia Mu criticized, where the girl has only one servant and meets her boyfriend in private.

"Why did you come to see me?" Yingchun asked.

"I asked you to ask for an answer," the man said.

"……No!"

"Unable to get your reply, Prince Nan'an is almost falling in lovesickness."

"It's hard to say whether he is the real Prince of Nan'an."

"Why not? He is the only one who can let Jia Rong run errands. After Jia Rong died, he let me, an idler who inherited the fourth-class general, come to you to beg for it."

Yingchun still didn't believe it: "You don't have to ask me to get it, just look for Baoyu, anyway, I let him smear all the messy letters he gave me."

There was a gleam of joy in the man's eyes.It was fleeting, and Yingchun suspected that she had read it wrong.

"He is the eldest son of Nan'an," the man smiled and shook his head, "But since you asked Brother Baoyu to reply, I don't need to ask for the reply, just reply to him directly."

As he said that, he bowed politely: "I'm so sorry for the abrupt girl."

Yingchun looked at him coldly.

The man was not annoyed, he just smiled and said: "So, the grandson of the Sun family, named Chengzu, is honored to meet the girl today."

Yingchun's originally astonished expression instantly turned into annoyance——

"I'm leaving!"

Sun Chengzu didn't finish his words: "I did come to you to ask for a reply letter at the request of Nan'an Shizi. Since you don't care about him, you don't even need to give Baoyu's reply letter."

Yingchun thought to herself, without Jia Rong's relatives, she would not have to prevaricate, because she was afraid that Jia Rong would be careless about her aunt's romantic history.

He is dead.

"understood."

Yingchun looked at Sun Chengzu's serious expression, thought for a while, and added: "Thank you."

She was actually a little ashamed.

I actually misunderstood the person...

The corner of Sun Chengzu's mouth grinned even wider: "Because of your thank you, I will give you another message!"

"You said."

"Boy Huo Yinhua, you are not the only one who sent the letter."

"Then what does he want?" Yingchun was puzzled.

"Who knows?" Sun Chengzu shrugged and winked, "It's nothing more than a man's small thoughts."

"……goodbye."

"goodbye!"

Compared with Yingchun's idea of ​​"see you never again", Sun Chengzu's goodbye is countless times more true.

Walking through the second gate of the inner house, two stout women followed Yingchun back to the mansion.

After entering the Rong Mansion, Yingchun could tell with a discerning eye that the bearing in the Rong Mansion was very different from that of the Ning Mansion.The bluestone slabs were clean, and the gatekeepers and maids patrolling the gates kept their eyes open and did not slack off.

The snow has almost melted, the sky is dim, and I don't know when the next snow will fall.

Yingchun raised her head and took a look, and finally gathered her thoughts, thinking about what the son of Nan'an had done.

Can't figure it out.

If it is to give a few more copies, it is not possible to see who will hook up the idea of ​​adultery.

After all, the poem was poorly written and completely unattractive.

After thinking for a while, a big house appeared in front of my eyes. Outside was the Baosha where they lived in Sanchun, and inside was the house where Jiamu lived.

Walking to the door, Tanchun pulled her into Baoxia's room.

"What did you go to Ning Mansion for? You didn't make it for dinner, and Mother Jia said she wanted to ask Sister Feng why she went to Ning Mansion to help the housekeeper, leaving the second girl behind!" Tanchun chattered.

Yingchun felt stable.

Immediately, the aroma of the food aroused her hunger.

"Gollum—"

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

The author has something to say: Sun Chengzu's character design, Sun Shaozu's younger brother.Personality or something, take your time~