Chapter 12: The Bran

"Madam-", Di Ying walked to You Liang's bedside, only to see her half-leaning on the head of the bed, her eyes closed, her face slightly tilted inward, and her long hair dry and scorched, covering half of her face, "What's wrong?" He sat down, reached out and lifted the hair away, pinned it behind his ear, and when he raised his eyes to look at it, he was shocked. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The black blue eyes, the cheekbones are prominent, the whole face is like a skeleton draped in a dead man's skin, the tailor-made brocade white shirt is loose on the body, revealing the deeply sunken shoulder sockets and two bamboo pole-like collarbones, the whole person is like a piece of poor yellow paper, weakly collapsing into the futon and smashing a pothole.

Di Ying didn't come back to his senses for a long time, You Liang lifted his eyelids, looked at him blankly with a pair of cloudy eyes, and slowly, evoked a mocking smile, and called softly in a hoarse voice like an old woman, "General, long time no see." ”

Di Ying was shocked, seeing that You Liang was about to fall down after he could not help it, he hurriedly reached out to support her shoulders, only to feel that his bones were as thin as knives, cut in the palm of his hand, "How did you become like this?" ”

"The concubine is too weak to salute the general," You Liang paused, rested, and continued, "I hope the general will be forgiving." ”

"Don't say these words・・・・・・", Di Ying's voice was a little weak, "You lie down well, I will enter the palace to ask for a decree, the imperial doctors of the Imperial Medical Department are all excellent in medical skills, and they will definitely be able to cure you." ”

"No need," You Liang moved his shoulders, Di was stressed, and she was pinched, "This disease is not in the medicine, even if the doctor refuses to say it, the concubine also understands." ”

"Nonsense! If the disease is not a cure, where does the medical officer come from? You rest in peace, don't think about it anymore, I ・・・・・・"

"General!" , You Liang squeezed out the words from his chest, "The concubine doesn't want to die, and she won't die." Xing'er has not yet become a weapon, and the concubine still wants to see him achieve a great cause・・・・・・ cough cough・・・・・・ then he will no longer have to be shackled under the prestige of the general・・・・・・ concubine body can also be a mother and a son, prepare meals for him in the morning and lay a pillow for the evening, and be happy in the twilight, and there is no need to occupy the position of the master mother of the general's mansion. ”

"Madame!" , Di Ying's eyes were red, he gasped for a moment, forcibly suppressed his complicated thoughts, and said slowly, "Madame just heard it?" ”

Although the concubine was trapped in the collapse due to illness, her ears were still good, and the general was majestic and angry to drive the eldest son, and the concubine could not hear a word. The general can rest assured that the days are numbered, and the concubine will ask to move out of the general's mansion by herself, and order the official to submit a letter of righteousness, so that the general will not be able to bear the infamy of being a wife who is poor and lowly and rich and resting. ”

Di Ying suddenly tightened his five fingers, and the pain made You Liang's face pale, and his head broke out in a cold sweat, so he couldn't bear to be relieved, gritted his back molars, and said bluntly, "Don't want to have the idea of re-existence and separation!" General Ben is busy with official business, so let's rest, Madame. As soon as he got up, he heard You Liang say half-mockingly,

"The concubine has received it, if the general is not on official business, why don't you set foot in Qinglan in March. The general invited himself, but the concubine was not sent. ”

Di Ying was angry, glanced at You Liang with pain and anger, and threw his sleeves away.

At the gate of the courtyard, Qin's mother still knocked on the ground five times, not because she didn't want to get up, but because she was weak and dizzy, she had to kneel in place and wait for her qi and blood to slow down.

The corner of the purple and black robe crossed in front of her eyes, and the auspicious cloud ink boots walked out of her, Qin's mother couldn't react, the boot owner suddenly stopped, turned around and glanced at her, stood still for a moment, when she was still palpitating,

"Come with General Ben."

The screen plain bed, the green and blue curtains, the white cloth wrapped in a circle on the forehead of the autumn clouds, the snort was full of rich medicinal bitterness, frowned and opened his eyes, behind the screen of the yarn, Qiao Ying was holding a copper basin and resting it on the shelf, soaked the handkerchief, put it in the lacquer plate, and then lightly bypassed the screen, and saw her wake up, her eyes lit up, "Madame is awake." ”

"Well, what about Wen Wei?"

Qiao Ying pursed her lips slightly, but still replied with a smile, "Aunt Wen Wei has gone to send Shen Fu to the doctor," listening to the steady footsteps, her chin tilted, "Oh, this is back." ”

"Ma'am, does it still hurt?" While speaking, Wen Wei had already walked to the bed, and saw that Qiu Yunshui was not sick, not as surprised as Qiao Ying, pinched the handkerchief from the lacquer plate, and leaned over to purify Qiu Yunshui, "Fortunately, it's okay, but it scares the maid a lot." ”

Qiu Yunshui pushed her hand away and said with a faint smile, "But you have the most credit." ”

Wen tasted the blessing and said with a joke, "The servant is not sensitive. ”

Zhuzhi was carrying hot tea, and through the shadowy screen, he saw Qiaoying's forehead buried deep and wrinkled the handkerchief in his hand.

Lian Huan put the washed dishes into the cupboard, only the magpie was left in the stove room to pick up the firewood under the stove, Lian Huan bent down and covered his stomach, his little face wrinkled, "Oh - finch, I have waves in my belly, I have to go to the toilet, you help me carry it." ”

"Then you go and come back quickly," the magpie patted the white ash on her body and said, "Mother Qin was called by the master, maybe when she will come back, she saw it, not only did you scold, but even I was involved." ”

"I know, I know ・・・・・・", Lian Huan seemed to be extremely uncomfortable, his calves trembled, and he rushed out of the stove room with a stuffy head.

"Lazy people have a lot of and pee", the magpie slapped the rag, complained, and got busy again.

Running to a secluded place, Lian Huan looked at no one around, stood up straight, dressed neatly, sighed, shrank his head into the rockery path, turned around, picked the hidden path that was inaccessible, and after a while, he walked to a courtyard, looked around vigilantly, and then paced forward a few steps with peace of mind, and through the half-human high arch, he saw the woman under the green ginkgo tree playing alone, as if she had encountered a dilemma, holding her cheeks in her hand, and her eyebrows were puzzled.

"Xiao Ruren—", Lian Huan shouted in a suppressed voice.

The woman turned her head to look at the voice, and then showed a gentle smile, "Yuanqiao, please come over." ”

"Yes", after the girl behind her bowed, she hurried to the door with small steps, "The widow invites the girl in." ”

"A man playing chess alone?" , Lian Yingying smiled and stepped forward, "It's a little lonely." ”

"The people of Chunhui Courtyard are very stupid one by one," Xiao Ruren raised his hand, and a maid stepped forward to gather the black and white sons, "Lian Huan is good at playing?" ”

Lian Huan said solemnly, "Don't make fun of slaves." The slave doesn't know a single big word, don't talk about such a romantic thing. ”

"The girl is a smart person, she must be able to learn it as soon as she learns," Xiao Ruren got up, supported by his subordinates, and walked towards the hall, with a bewitching posture and a soft demeanor, and the beauty of the ruling son suddenly turned into a red face of the master, "In the future, you might as well come to Chunhui Courtyard to walk around, if the girl does not give up, I will consider myself a teacher to teach the girl to read." ”

"How dare a slave and maid, the widow is extremely humanistic, and she writes poetry, and no one knows the name of a talented woman in the general's mansion. I can get one or two advice from others, and I am fortunate to have three lives in a row. After Xiao Ruren sat down, Lian Huan stood at the bottom and complimented.

Xiao Ruren's eyes were like silk, and he stroked his temples and chuckled, "It's better to fight for a few points of fame, it's better to get a little pity from the master." ”

Lian Huan was silent at the moment.

In the general's mansion, the doorman and staff are more important, and the master has his own relatives; The servants and servants of the family are loyal and treacherous, and the master has a lot in his chest; Only the wives and concubines are always ambiguous.

Not favored, not heavy, to everyone is three points of eagerness and seven points of cold treatment, every day must go to the concubine's room to rest, except for the heart of the unintentional and physical inconvenience, calculate the days of everyone equal.

If you have to talk about the distance alone, it belongs to Lian Huan's master, the general's wife, who has not seen each other for several months, does not ask or read, but in the event of a major illness or a small disaster, he will definitely send someone to come and see, and if he is negligent, he will be whipped and punished, and he will be punished for serious crimes, without exception.

The reasons for each are unclear.

As a result, there is little discussion of the matter.