Chapter Eighty-Four: Dreaming
Lin Daiyu saw that Jia Zheng looked depressed, and thought that he had to take a dose of fierce medicine to cheer him up again. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
She summoned Zijuan, asked her to make a pot of tea, poured a cup for Jia Zheng, Baoyu and her, and told her to stand guard outside the door. Zijuan understood, poured the tea and went out quietly.
Lin Daiyu took a sip of tea, looked at Jia Zheng with both eyes, and said unhurriedly: "Don't hide it from my uncle, I once had a strange dream. ”
Jia Zheng didn't know why, raised his eyes to look at Daiyu, and saw that her expression was extremely serious, and couldn't help asking, "What kind of dream?" ”
He thought of some strange things like dreams and foreshadowings from his ancestors, and believed in them more than he doubted.
Baoyu hurriedly cast worried and comforting eyes, which made Daiyu's heart warm. She said: "I once dreamed of something like this, Baoyu should still remember that when I came back from Yangzhou, I fell asleep for more than ten days, at that time everyone only thought that I was sick and weak to recuperate, in fact, it was in those days that I had a very long dream." ”
"I dreamed that my eldest sister Fengzao Palace chose a concubine, and I dreamed that a garden was built in the house and the name was given to Daguan. I dreamed that everyone was living in the garden, just like now. I dreamed that the Zhongshun palace sent someone to the palace to find a playman, and my uncle made Baoyu beat him. I dreamed that Jin Chuan next to my aunt threw himself into a well and died......"
Daiyu deleted the complicated and simplified, Xue Pan was overturned, Jia Yu forcibly seized the stone nerd Gu Fan, Jia Lian stopped his wife and remarried during the period of national filial piety, Wang Xifeng bought murder, Jia Yingchun mistakenly married Zhongshan wolf and was abused and died, Mrs. Wang sent her mother-in-law to copy the Daguan Garden and forced Qingwen to death, and in the end, the concubine died violently, and the Jia family ushered in the seizure of the family All said.
Jia Zheng was stunned when he heard this, and layers of cold sweat broke out densely on his back.
He wanted to refute Lin Daiyu's words and reprimand her for telling lies, but he had to believe that everything Daiyu said seemed extremely true.
He stood up and walked around the study a few times, then sat back and thought slowly.
That's right, if there is no donation to build the academy, the Jia family is rich in money, and when the flowers are blooming, everything Lin Daiyu said is possible. At that point, it is truly irretrievable.
Although the current situation is not good, compared to the dream that Daiyu said, one is on earth, and the other is hell.
Jia Zheng finally straightened his waist, and there was some brightness in his eyes. Jia Baoyu listened to what Daiyu said, and her face turned pale. He almost thought it wasn't a dream, but something that had happened without knowing where. A strong emotion rose from his chest, and he unconsciously touched his legs and buttocks, as if they had been beaten to a bloody blur.
Jia Zheng got up and didn't speak to a portrait in the study. Lin Daiyu knew that he was still chilled by the behavior of Jia Zhen and Jia Jing of Ning Guofu, so she got up and said, "I think that it is actually beneficial to break off relations with Ning Guofu now. ”
Jia Zheng turned his head, Lin Daiyu could guess what was on his mind, which surprised him: "What are the benefits?" ”
Jia Zheng asked as he thought naturally.
Daiyu said: "I heard that the people of Ningfu love to make friends with some heroic and righteous people, and the copying of the house in the dream is to copy the Ningfu first. ”
Jia Zheng stood up abruptly.
Jia Zhen and Jia Jing of Ningguo Mansion have neither real power nor high positions, what can they do to hinder the eyes of the saints and attract them to raid their homes?
He asked Jia Baoyu about the people Jia Zhen usually interacted with, frowning and carefully filtering it, and the more his brows were twisted, the more he died.
Jia Zheng was almost certain that Ning Guofu was involved in the prince's struggle for the throne.
Then in the end, it may be the case that leads to the destruction of the family. Rebellion has been a felony that implicates the entire clan since ancient times.
The previous cloud of depression was swept away, and Jia Zheng's face was full of a kind of happiness for the rest of his life.
The hereditary title of Rongfu was removed, and the name of the national duke was no longer there, and Rongfu just recuperated, taking the opportunity to hibernate and devote time to the teaching of children.
Yuan Chun in the palace is protected by the merits of Suzhou Academy, and the emperor and queen are grateful for her affection, and even the queen mother will not blame her for the sins of these relatives. Although Yuan Chun lost the title of concubine, as long as she served the queen and the queen mother carefully, no one could touch her.
The more Jia Zheng thought about it, the more he felt that the clouds had cleared.
He asked Jia Baoyu to accompany Lin Daiyu back, poured a glass of white water alone, carefully grinded the thick black ink, took out a blank fold, and began to write:
“…… The sinner felt deeply insulted to the name of the ancestors, and failed to repay the saint Longen, so he specially asked the saint to take back the Rongguo Mansion on Ningrong Street. The Grand View Garden is built for the gratitude of the Holy Lord, especially for the provincial relatives, and the Holy Lord is invited to take back the ......"
Since he wanted to break off with Ning Guofu, Jia Zheng was determined to break his wrist and abandon this mansion.
As important as the property is, is it more important than the life of the whole family?
What's more, Daiyu told her dream that someone went directly into the house from the outer street, stole property, and kidnapped people! Every time Jia Zheng thinks of the various waves described by Lin Daiyu, he can't help but feel a chill down his spine!
Jia Zheng went to Jia Yu again, discussed it, persuaded Jia Yu, and called Jia Zhen: "You said that you want to divide the sect, and we also agree." Not only should the ancestral hall be divided, but the sacrificial fields should also be divided. ”
Jia Zhen was worried about how to get rid of the Rongfu, a person who was about to decline, and agreed without saying a word.
The two houses of the sacrificial field each occupy half, divide the acres of the field and the village, and make a document that night, and draw a pledge respectively.
Lin Daiyu didn't know that Jia Zheng had seen through a lot in an instant, and he was able to give up this Rongguo Mansion.
She took the purple juan path to the garden, Baoyu was distracted, and followed Daiyu step by step, and when she walked under the shade of the flowers where no one was around, she stopped Daiyu: "Sister Lin, I have something to ask you." ”
Lin Daiyu saw him talking and spitting, and saw that the flowers and trees around him were dense and strange rocks were standing, so she turned back to him and said, "Let's go back and talk about something, I have been standing in my uncle's study for most of the day, and my legs are tired." ”
Lin Daiyu clearly remembered that it was said in the book that Ping'er and Mandarin Duck were talking, and the attacker was hiding behind a stone and eavesdropping, and the attacker was talking to the two of them, and Baoyu overheard. This seems to be a secluded and secluded place, but in fact, there is no privacy to hide.
When Baoyu heard this, she also felt that her legs were stiff and sore, and she couldn't help but stretch her brows, and said, "Okay, go to your Xiaoxiang Pavilion to drink tea and have a conversation." ”
Lin Daiyu took Zijuan's hand and walked in front, and Baoyu followed behind.
The three of them walked away, and suddenly a figure flashed from the stone under the shade of the flowers, staring intently at their distant figures, standing for a long time, not knowing what to think, and finally walked away silently. Leaving the ground crumpled and wrung out the petals of the flower juice.
Baoyu sat in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, holding a small cup of mung bean soup. Lin Daiyu is weak and intolerant of cold things, so she doesn't put ice basins in the house, and she doesn't make sour plum soup. Qingwen still watched Lin Daiyu go out for a long time, lest she be steamed by the residual heat of the autumn tiger, so she ordered the small kitchen to boil a little mung bean soup:
A total of dozens of mung beans were put in, plus snowflake-like borneol candy, and the sweetness was just right.
Lin Daiyu also took a small cup, but after two or three sips, she put it down, Zijuan served her to wash her face, changed into a loose coat, and simply pulled up her hair, and then came to talk to Baoyu.
The autumn breeze slowly enters the window, the bamboo shadows outside the house are forested, and the dragon is fine, which also makes this Xiaoxiang Pavilion look much cooler.