Chapter two hundred and eighty-seven favor one over the other, this West Palace is not to wait!
Seeing Jia Heng's face looking cold, Daiyu on the side saw this, her face looked dark, and she sighed softly.
Among the women below, who are cheating, cheating, gambling and greedy for money, which one of them is not accustomed to downplaying the inferior and flattering the superior?
She lives here as a guest and has not been able to deal with these people often in the past.
Jia Heng sighed and glanced at Daiyu, knowing that Daiyu felt the same way.
According to the original work of The Red Mansion, Baochai suggested that Daiyu cook bird's nest porridge as a supplement, but Daiyu said that she was worried that her mother-in-law would curse her to death. This shows how the Rongfu mother-in-law secretly forced Daiyu to fight with wind, sword, frost and sword.
On the other side of the room, the old woman had slanted eyebrows and cross-eyed eyes, and her life was in vain. Xichun was so angry that her face turned pale, and her petite body was trembling. She wanted to argue with the old woman, but was worried about losing her dignity.
"Finished?"
At this moment, an icy voice came, like a biting wind in the harsh winter.
The old lady didn't react for a moment, and sneered: "The serious daughter of Dongfu is in Xifu... huh?"
As I said that, I suddenly felt something was wrong.
This sound...
Turning around to look, his expression changed.
I saw a young man with a gloomy expression coming slowly.
"Heng...Uncle Heng..." The woman's body suddenly felt like chaff, her face turned ashen, and she was stared at by those cold eyes, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, and her hands and feet were as cold as ice.
Xichun pursed her pink lips and looked at the young man opposite her with bright eyes under her beautiful eyebrows.
Jia Heng looked at the woman and said, "Isn't it quite eloquent? Keep talking and let me hear what else you can say."
The beast charcoal in Baoyu's room was just a little more smokey, but Mrs. Wang was worried about choking Baoyu, so she took it out and replaced it with a new one, not to mention the daily diet and daily life, which were thoughtful and sophisticated.
But what about Xichun?
When I was young and growing tall, I would be criticized even if I ate a bowl of egg custard.
Egg custard, shoddy rouge and gouache, painting paint...what else?
Come to think of it, this is just the tip of the iceberg.
No wonder she developed such a withdrawn and lonely character. When she was a little older, she kept talking about being a sister-in-law.
In the original work of Red Mansion, Xichun's so-called "green lanterns and yellow scrolls" appeared very early. This was not after the Jia family's defeat, but when the Jia family was blooming with flowers and burning oil, and kept using lantern riddles.
, drinking orders and other prophecies to express one’s aspirations.
A child who is only over ten years old has not seen the world of mortals, so how can he talk about exploring the world of mortals?
The answer to anyone’s behavioral logic can be found in the growth trajectory of their family of origin.
I'm afraid I haven't broken through the world of mortals, I'm just used to the warmth and coldness of people, and the coldness of the world.
Thinking of this, I looked at Xichun aside and saw that his clothes were thin, his palm-sized face was white and cold, and his delicate figure was like a timid little flower shivering in the cold wind.
I felt a little moved for a while.
Jia Heng took off the black Taoist cloak he was wearing, put it on Xichun, and said warmly: "It's cold outside, so come inside first."
Xichun raised her frosty face, looking at the young man opposite her with clear eyes, but remained motionless, letting the young man wear the cloak.
Jia Heng tied the big cloak of the proud little lolita, turned to look at the mother-in-law, and said coldly: "Do you still have the nerve to stand?"
When the woman heard this, she shivered, and with a "pop" sound, she knelt on the cold stone steps, raised her palms, slapped herself in the face, and said: "Uncle Heng, I've had too much wine.
, the lard has blinded the heart, and it is eaten indiscriminately."
He turned to look at Xichun, crying and begging for mercy: "Girl, please spare me, please spare me..."
Jia Heng didn't even look at the old woman, and didn't want Xichun to see her. He blocked the old woman's sight. He turned to look at Ru Hua and ordered: "Ru Hua, you go to the kitchen now and ask them to steam a bowl of egg custard.
Not to mention that I wanted to steam it."
So, he helped Xifu check out hundreds of thousands of taels of silver, and then he raised such a bunch of useless snacks?
Daiyu watched Jia Heng's attack quietly, the bright autumn eyes under her eyebrows fluttering, thinking thoughtfully in her heart.
When I entered the painting, I was stunned, and then I heard Zicuckoo calling: "Enter the painting, go quickly."
After entering the painting, he said "Hey" and ran away quickly.
Jia Heng looked blank, turned to look at Daiyu, and said: "Sister Lin, come here and support sister Xichun, let's go in first."
Then, he turned to look at Zicuckoo and Xueyan, and said: "Xueyan, go to the front yard to inform Second Grandma Shenglian, Miss Ping, come here, Zicuckoo, look at this mother-in-law."
Rhododendron and snow geese responded.
Daiyu's starry eyes flashed, she stepped forward and took Xichun's arm, saying softly: "Fourth sister, it's cold outside, let's go in together."
Xichun nodded, and tightened the tight black cloak with her lowered hands. Feeling the remaining warmth, she bit her lower lip, and the last touch of coldness and anger on her face gradually disappeared.
Following Daiyu and Jia Heng, they entered the house.
As soon as Jia Heng entered Xichun's house, he looked around at the decorations and frowned.
Because, the decoration in Xichun House is quite simple. I don’t know if it’s a preconceived impression, but I always feel that it looks like a Zen room.
His eyes wandered over the bookshelf, and he saw a few Buddhist scriptures with yellowed covers on them. He paused for a moment, then walked inside, and looked up at the half-new bedding behind the screen, and his face gradually became a little hesitant.
As I sat down, I felt a chill coming over me, and my brows furrowed even more.
In fact, except for Jia Mu's Rongqing Hall, which was able to burn earth dragons, the nearby houses were basically heated by hot pots and charcoal stoves.
At this time, the maid Caiping poured a cup of tea for Jiaheng and Daiyu, and then waited aside.
Xichun sat on the chair and stared at Jia Heng, just staring without saying a word.
Jia Heng turned to look at Daiyu and asked, "Sister Lin, why is Fourth Sister's place so shabby and so cold in this room?"
A look of sadness appeared on Daiyu's beautiful face, and she sighed softly and said: "Fourth sister is short of something, lacking anything, and she didn't listen to many words. I don't think she wants to trouble others."
Jia Heng looked at the little Lolita who was wrapped in a black cloak and saw a cold look on her face, which made her feel somewhat clear.
Xichun has the most withdrawn and cold temperament, and she can be seen together with Miaoyu in the original novel.
Of course, in his opinion, this is nothing more than people with the same characteristics, compatible temperaments, and staying together for warmth.
At that time, Xichun's bright eyes looked at Jia Heng, who was frowning and thinking, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.
He was obviously not his brother, so why did he care about her so much?
"Sister Xichun, why don't you go to Dongfu and talk to your sister-in-law Feng about these gossips here? Or talk to your sister-in-law Feng." Jia Heng pondered for a moment and asked.
Xichun suppressed her complicated thoughts, and there was still a bit of coldness in her clear voice: "I grew up here, and my brother didn't care much about me. I don't want to bother others here."
Jia Heng listened to Xichun's words and thought to himself, he really has a cold and withdrawn temperament.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Then I'll talk to the old lady and you can move to Dongfu."
Xichun suddenly heard this, her face changed slightly, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her clear voice had some inexplicable meaning, and said: "How can I... live in Dongfu now?"
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said: "You were originally a daughter of the East Mansion. You are getting older. It's not like living in the West Mansion all the time. You might as well go back to live there. Of course, if you want to come back and visit us,
, it’s not difficult at all, it’s easy to travel between the two sides now, I’ll tell the old lady later that as you grow older, the Dongfu will take care of your studies, study painting, and even leave the cabinet in the future.”
When Xichun heard that he was coming out of the pavilion, even though he was still young, he felt a little ashamed in his heart, but he always had a cold temperament. He raised his eyes and glanced at Jia Heng without saying anything.
Jia Heng said: "Your sister-in-law is also there, so you can take care of me. I will find a courtyard and find a good painter for you. You will study hard in the future. If you want to play in Xifu and find it lively here,
Just come and live there, but there is always a home in Dongfu, even if you go back and live for ten and a half months a year, you still have it."
When Xichun heard the words, her heart trembled slightly, feeling the kindness and warmth in it. She lowered her eyelashes, thought about it for a while, and said softly "hmm".
Daiyu was also listening, secretly thinking that Brother Heng regarded his fourth sister as his own sister. He had a place to live in Dongfu, and no one could say anything.
In fact, since Jia Zhen was convicted and lost her title, the imperial Ningguo Mansion had nothing to do with Xichun. Xichun, who was already in an awkward position, was completely missing.
Even if Xichun hadn't been raised by Jia Mu, there would have been a lot of gossip about her staying in Xifu.
But Jia Heng now undoubtedly recognizes Xichun's position as the daughter of Dongfu, and it is difficult for others to underestimate him.
My heart is like a bright mirror, how could I not know this good intention?
While several people in the house were talking, there was a sound from outside. Then Cai'er, another maid from Xichun, opened the cotton curtain and came in and said, "Uncle Heng, miss, Second Mistress Lian is here."
It turned out that Xue Yan went to look for Sister Feng, and Sister Feng was chatting with Jia Mu in Rongqing Hall. When Jia Mu heard that Jia Heng was angry about Xichun, she was shocked and quickly ordered Sister Feng first, leading Ping'er and Caiming.
, and came over with a bunch of women and maids.
As for Jia Mu, she will arrive soon.
As soon as Sister Feng entered the Xichun courtyard, she saw her mother-in-law kneeling under the eaves of the corridor. Her expression suddenly changed. When she saw Zicuckoo, she quickly stepped forward with a chuckle and asked the whole story. Her heart sank to the bottom, and she picked up the cotton curtain and entered the wing.
.
First he saw Daiyu holding hands with Xichun to comfort her and nodded, and then she saw Jiaheng sitting aside with an indifferent expression and said nothing.
"Brother Heng, what's going on?" Sister Feng came very close with a scent of fragrant fragrance, and said with a slight smile, as if she wanted to relieve the cold atmosphere.
Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Sister Feng, sneered, and said: "Secret Mistress Lian, I have been out for more than a month, and the servants in the house have become more and more insignificant. They even dare to offend the master's face. How can a servant cheat and cheat?"
You said, how dare you be so arrogant in front of the master!"
There is no need to quarrel with the mother-in-law. It is most suitable to go directly to the housekeeper, Sister Feng. These nannies should take care of it.
In his East Mansion, Keqing is now the housekeeper, and Youshi is co-managing the affairs. The first thing to pay attention to is to keep the door open, and anyone who gossips will be driven to Zhuangtian to farm.
When Sister Feng heard the title of Second Grandma Lian, her heart skipped a beat, and she became really angry. She said, "Brother Heng, calm down. She is a rough lady who doesn't understand the rules. I'll kick her out later."
Jia Heng said: "I'm afraid there are more than just this one."
When you find a cockroach in your house, there may be a bunch of cockroaches hiding in the house.
In fact, in the Rong Mansion, even the mothers-in-law are divided into three, six or nine levels. The highest status is the elder brother like Aunt Li, the sister's nanny, the second highest is the nanny, and the third is the ordinary ones.
Mother-in-law, rough mother-in-law.
Sister Feng also scolded: "Brother Heng, I usually control you, but there is always that little rat droppings that ruins the pot of soup."
While talking, Ru Hua came in through the curtain from the outside and said: "Uncle Heng, the Liu family who is in charge of the kitchen said that there are no eggs and asked us to buy them with our own money. She asked me to rummage in the cabinet. She then said that they were
It is prepared for the first-level masters, not for the second-level masters..."
Sister Feng: "..."
Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said: "What a first-level master and second-level master! I would like to ask her, in her eyes, what level of master am I? Or is it just the second-level master who comes from Dongfu?"
If we go by the original work, in the Grand View Garden, Qingwen, the maid of the Liu family in the Baoyu House, said this when Si Qi came to call her.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's hearts jumped.
Sister Feng's face turned pale because she hadn't seen Jia Heng so angry for a while. Not to mention, the ratio between the east and west houses was even more shocking. She hurriedly said: "Brother Heng, what's going on down here?"
You're a fool, don't take it to heart."
Jia Heng said: "For example, the chef said there is not enough money, but I remember last month, hundreds of thousands of taels of silver were just confiscated, and now I can't make a bowl of egg custard? And in this room, Sister-in-law Feng, you yourself
Tell me if it’s cold or not?”
Upon hearing this, Sister Feng became even more worried and shouted: "Ping'er, call the cook in charge over here!"
Ping'er, who was standing by, was already frightened when he heard it, and he quickly called some women to go to the kitchen.
At this moment, the people in the room were as silent as cicadas, not even daring to breathe.
Daiyu pulled Xichun's little hand and comforted Xichun.
Speaking of which, this was what Tanchun had done to Daiyu back then. Daiyu was now holding Xichun's hand, feeling that the little girl's mood was gradually calming down, and she felt a little strange in her heart.
For those who have always relied on others, if one day they find that they have become someone else's support, they will undoubtedly feel a great sense of accomplishment.
While waiting in the house, suddenly the colorful screen outside opened the cotton curtain and entered the house, saying: "Old lady, madam, here are some girls.
After a while, a dark group of people came in through the curtains from the eaves of the corridor. It was Jia Mu, Li Wan, Mrs. Wang, Tanchun, Yingchun, Xiangyun and others.
Mother Jia looked at the frozen atmosphere in the room, her expression changed, and asked, "What's wrong with Brother Heng?"
Jia Heng stood up, looked at Jia Mu, and said, "The old lady is here too. She just happened to hear what the servants think about the first-level masters and the second-level masters."
As soon as these words came out, Jia Mu's face paused and she said anxiously: "Where did you come from?"
At this time, the Zhou Rui family member next to Sister Feng told Jia Mu the story.
Li Wan, Tan Chun and others listened and looked at each other.
Mother Jia was shocked and angry. She slammed the crutch she was holding on the ground. She turned to look at Sister Feng and said with rare anger: "Girl Feng, how do you usually take care of these people?"
Sister Feng felt bitter and said hurriedly: "Old Ancestor, the people below are talkative and have no importance. Now I have to call them. This must be a good punishment."
Jia Heng looked indifferent and said: "Old lady, sister Xichun is the daughter of my Dongfu. Although my brother and I have old enmity, I have nothing to do with her as a little girl. It's just a matter between men. She
She has always been the rich daughter of my Dongfu, but now she is looked down upon by these servants and relegated to the rank of second-floor master!"
Jia Mu sighed and said comfortingly: "Brother Heng, none of the servants below are arrogant and have low eyesight. They must be punished."
Jia Heng said: "It's not a matter of punishment or not, I'm just curious about which one is the first-floor master and which one is the second-floor master. When I came here just now, I saw the maid Xi Ren and She Yue in the Baoyu House, saying that in the Baoyu House
The smoke from the charcoal firework has become too much, so I need to replace it with new ones. However, the charcoal fire is not enough for heating in sister Xichun's house. I think it would be better for sister Xichun to go back to Dongfu. I can still make a living there.
The floor master’s.”
Although Jia Heng didn't say, "If you favor one over the other, it doesn't matter if you don't want to be treated here in Xifu!", but it was almost the same as his meaning.
As for talking about this matter, it is nothing more than putting pressure on Xifu to clean up the gossip of the mother-in-law below.
Men may think that these rumors are trivial, but the little girls in the back house are made jealous by the gossipy women below.
Not to mention other things, there will be Internet violence in later generations. If it really happens to me, I will be criticized and gossiped by thousands of people, and I will immediately become angry and jumpy.
You are more generous.
Mother Jia's expression changed slightly and she said, "This...Brother Heng, why have you come to this point?"
Mrs. Wang: "..."
Mrs. Wang's face looked ugly, as if she had eaten a fly.
All this talk about her Baoyu? Why is there still a matter of her Baoyu?
That's right, just now she called Xi Ren, and She Yue said about exchanging animal charcoal.
Who told this to Uncle Heng!
She will never forgive her!
Over here, listening to Jia Heng's words, Tan Chun, Ying Chun and Li Wan had different expressions.
We have all encountered this kind of things like underestimating others and favoring others over others.
After all, they are also masters, but they are always angry with their servants!
Jia Heng said: "Old lady, Sister Xichun is old too. After all, she is the daughter of my Dongfu. Let's go live there for a few days. If the old lady is thinking about it, there is a road between the two mansions, and it is cheap to go back and forth.
If she comes to stay for a while, this small courtyard will be reserved for her."
There is a home in Dongfu. Even if you don't live there, you can go back at any time and you won't be underestimated here.
Jia Mu sighed, but she could see that Jia Heng's anger had not subsided. She wanted to take Xichun back to her home, and maybe she had the intention to show magnanimity and tolerance.
It's just that this somewhat ruined Xifu's face.
She's not that good, she raised Xichun single-handedly, and no one can say anything, but...
With this thought in mind, he turned to look at Sister Feng and asked, "Girl Feng, what do you think?"
Sister Feng's face turned pale, and she forced a smile and said, "It's okay to let my sister stay here for a few days. After the servants are sorted out here, we can take my sister over."
She always felt that this period of time was unlucky, first with her own man, and then with such an incident.
Jia Heng said: "That's it, sister Xichun, pack up and come with me."
He had no intention of seeing anything about punishing slaves. At this point, he could just express an attitude, and others should take care of it.