Chapter 215: Misty Incense
Xia Shuanghan used his cold and resolute attitude to make the three ladies of the Zhongqin Mansion, who came to plead with Baliya with the last ray of hope, leave helplessly and abruptly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoBut is this the end of the story? Apparently not.
In the next two days, in addition to the female relatives of Zhongqinbo's mansion, who came to the door again, the Qian Mama who directly caused Baliya to run away from home also came to the door.
As a bystander of this whole thing, Xia Shuanghan clearly understood that the reason why Mama Qian was unwilling to accept Bariya's proposal to send her outside to enjoy her old age was not only emotional factors, but also those non-emotional factors.
As the most powerful right hand of Lin Xiran's deceased mother, and as Lin Xiran's most courteous subordinate, Mama Qian, who has long been accustomed to her current status and life, is actually the most inseparable from what she holds in her hands, and can give orders to support all the subordinates of the Lin family, and even compete with Baliya, as well as the prosperous and rich material life in the capital.
As long as he stays by Lin Xiran's side, whether it is helping Lin Xiran take care of the shop, the shopkeeper of the grange, and the head of the village outside, or the subordinates who take care of Lin Xiran's daily life in the inner house, they will definitely give Mama Qian a little face and respect. Moreover, even if she just stayed in the capital as a subordinate, what she could see, eat, wear, and experience was far more and better than living in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of the city.
And once she accepted Baliya's proposal and let the two girls wait for her to go to the countryside to retire, Mama Qian will no longer be the most dignified servant in front of the master, and at the same time, she can only go to the countryside as a monotonous and boring life, and it is impossible to even go shopping and watch plays. Therefore, Mama Qian cried to death, saying that she couldn't do without Young Master Xiran, and she must stay by Lin Xiran's side, and Xia Shuanghan was not incomprehensible.
It's just that although Xia Shuanghan, who has never regarded his subordinates as improper, is not naΓ―ve enough to think that his subordinates can be on an equal footing with his master, he will not have the slightest pity for her because of Mama Qian's crying with snot and tears.
"Mama Qian, when you came to the door yesterday, I had already made it very clear to you. Balia said that she doesn't need you to correct the mistakes of the last few months, and she doesn't want you to continue to stay by her side under the banner of serving her, she just wants to see you out of sight, and she doesn't want to see you again. β
On the second day after the departure of the female dependents of Zhongqin Bofu, in the face of Mama Qian, who came to the door again, Xia Shuanghan's face was full of helplessness and boredom.
"Mama Qian, what is the duty of being a subordinate, I believe you should know very well that now Baliya can arrange your life in your old age under the condition that you have merit back then, which is already considered benevolent and righteous. If you still want to continue to entangle, play some tricks of buying and selling, and insist on staying, except for wasting the relationship between master and servant, which will lead to a worse life for yourself, there will definitely be no second result. β
"You know, when the housewife wants to kill or sell the disobedient subordinates, it's just a matter of one sentence, do you really have to do that to the point in order to react, the master is the master, and the subordinate is the subordinate? If you continue to be insufficient, in addition to the last bamboo basket to draw water, I am afraid that I will lose my wife and break the army! β
Facing Xia Shuanghan, who narrowed her eyes coldly and had a cold smile on the corner of her lips, Mama Qian, who had long heard that she was a difficult and ruthless character, finally understood her position in a sudden realization - if she went out of the city according to Baliya's request now, Lin Xiran would still take more care of her in the past, and if she insisted on not leaving, she would only end up causing the master and servant to be separated, and then she was forcibly thrown to Zhuangzi in the suburbs.
"What you said, the old slave understood." Mama Qian, who could feel the obvious overflow of anger from Xia Shuanghan's body, finally understood the truth that "in the face of a powerful enemy, only timely stop loss is the best policy", so she hurriedly panicked and said honestly: "Tomorrow, the old slave will obediently move to Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing tomorrow, and never disturb the peace of the young lady again." β
"Well, that's right!" Xia Shuanghan, who nodded with a light smile and satisfied, raised his hand and patted Mama Qian's shoulder, just in place of his friend, came forward to solve the fundamental problem that caused him to run away from home. It's just that although Mama Qian is gone, Xia Shuanghan did not send Baliya back to her and Lin Xiran's small home the day after she left the city to retire.
"What do you say? You said that in the next few days, you will go to the suburbs of Beijing to draw lotus flowers, and you will not come back for several days, and Baliya, as a pregnant woman, will also go with you? β
As night fell, Lu Shaoyun, who was finally able to return home for a good rest after a busy day, heard what his wife told him about her itinerary for the next few days, and said with a slight disapproval: "Baliya is pregnant now, so you just take her out of the city, is this really good?" β
"Why is it bad? We Rong girls grew up on horseback since childhood, which is different from those Han girls who have no power to tie chickens and have weak bodies. Do you want Balya to stay in the house like a Han and raise her baby quietly? Just kidding, it doesn't take three months, a month to drive her crazy. β
Xia Shuanghan, who received an order from Zhenqu Pavilion during the day, so he needed to go to the suburbs of Beijing to draw a number of lotus pictures according to the buyer's request in the next few days, said: "The place where I painted is very close to a certain Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing, so Baliya, who has been staying in the capital for the past two months and has not been able to go out at all, heard that the scenery near the Zhuangzi is pleasant, and immediately made up her mind to go there with me for a few days." β
"So, you go to paint and spend the night, and Bariya goes to play and stay by the way, do you agree to this matter?"
"Agreed! Xiran knew that Baliya was the same as me, we were both people who couldn't stay at home for a long time, and he had been busy with official business recently and didn't have time to take Baliya out to play, so as compensation for Baliya, he immediately agreed to our request to stay in Zhuangzi on the outskirts of Beijing. β
"Xiran agreed, but before making a decision, why didn't you ask me if I agreed? My next day off was originally planned to travel with you. At this point, Lu Shaoyun, who flattened his mouth with a disappointed face, and was disrupted by the arrangement, said unhappily half-truthfully: "You have only been back from Jingzhao Yin's yamen for a few days, why do you want to leave me behind and let me stay alone in the empty room!" β
"Ouch, it turns out that my Tingxuan was so sad because he was snubbed by his mother!"
Every time she faced Lu Shaoyun's slightly coquettish performance, she only felt that she couldn't wait to love him well, and when she heard her husband's words, she leaned forward and threw Lu Shaoyun, who was sitting cross-legged opposite her, on the bed. "Husband, since you can't do without me so much, then let me compensate you first!"
Laughing and kissing the corners of her husband's eyebrows and mouth, Xia Shuanghan lit fire everywhere on Lu Shaoyun's body with both hands, but she didn't know that the short trip she and Baliya was about to embark on was actually not as smooth and leisurely as they thought.
When Xu Jinhan had not yet been arrested, Xia Shuanghan, who decided to go to the outskirts of Beijing with Baliya, had fully considered the safety of the two of them.
In Xia Shuanghan's opinion, Xu Jinhan, who has temporarily escaped the predicament and has not been forced to the point of desperation, even if he knows that Lu Shaoyun and Su Yixing are still staring at him, it is impossible to do any vicious acts such as kidnapping and assassination against her. After all, it's completely unnecessary, it's simply thankless.
Moreover, under the circumstance that the Tan family and the Meng family, who currently have a grudge against Xia Shuanghan, are too busy to take care of themselves and do not have the ability to calculate her at all, Baliya, who has not had a grudge against anyone except Mama Qian, has only been harassed a few times by the female relatives of the Zhongqin Mansion. Therefore, now that there is no possibility of any violent coercion on them, the two of them should be very safe on their trip this time, as long as there are no natural disasters and accidents.
It's a pity that the development of reality did not go down according to Xia Shuanghan's assumption, but turned to a place that was completely unexpected by her.
On this day in late June, it was a day when Xia Shuanghan, who brought all kinds of painting tools and materials, and Baliya, who had already sent someone to Zhuangzi to give instructions, rode out of the city in a carriage together.
If it weren't for the visit of several uninvited guests in the middle of the night that ruined the peace and tranquility of their trip, then I believe that Xia Shuanghan would have been very satisfied with the experience of this day.
Under the light of the clear light projected by the Emei moon under the small half wheel, the farm, which has extinguished all the lights, stands silently under the vast sky.
In the house where Baliya lived, she was supposed to rest in another room according to Mrs. Zhuangtou's arrangement, but due to a friend's request of "Sister Shuanghan, let's talk quietly before going to bed", Xia Shuanghan, who was squeezed into a narrow shelf bed with her, did not sleep soundly.
Xia Shuanghan's sleep has always been very shallow, and there is also a problem with recognizing the bed, so after the end of the conversation with friends, although Baliya lying on the inside of the bed has already fallen asleep peacefully, but Xia Shuanghan, who is on the outside, is still in a half-dreaming and half-awake state.
The constant chirping of crickets in the quiet night came to an abrupt end for some reason, and then the deliberately lightened footsteps of more than one person from the window made Xia Shuanghan open his sleepy eyes and look at the window at the other end of the room in a daze.
The figures cast by the moonlight on the lattice windows clearly show that the gender of the people walking around is without exception, and all of them are male. And a man who stopped gently pierced the window paper, and then poked in a small hollow bamboo pipe, which made the dizzy summer frost instantly eliminate all sleepiness, and suddenly hit a spirit, and then completely woke up.
"It's impossible for the people in the farm to stay awake in the middle of the night and come here to blow incense, what do these people want to do outside?" Xia Shuanghan, who whispered in his heart like this, and immediately sat up quickly and silently on the shelf bed, the first thought that came to him was to hide Bariya.
Baliya is a pregnant woman who has no martial arts and does not know how to deal with the incense, so even if she is woken up now, she will soon fall asleep again because of inhaling the incense that has been blown in from the small bamboo tube, which is unlikely to be of much use.
Therefore, in the present time, the outsiders did not choose to break into the house and kill them at the time when they should be asleep, so it was obviously wiser to hide Baliya, who was unlikely to be killed and pregnant, so that she could not be drawn into anything that might happen next, when there were other plans.
Suddenly she made up her mind in her heart, and the summer frost who got out of bed barefoot soon turned around and wrapped the sleeping Baliya tightly in a quilt before the incense that spread from the window reached the end of her nose, and then picked her up horizontally, and bent down and stuffed it under the bed.
The curtain hanging from the edge of the bed completely covered Bariya, who had not woken up, turned and stepped to the round table in the room, touched the embroidery needle in the sewing basket placed on the table, and the fruit knife in the fruit basket next to the sewing basket, and then quietly re-covered his bed quilt and lay back on the bed.
Piercing the embroidery needle he touched from the table into the acupoint to prevent him from falling asleep due to the effect of the incense, Xia Shuanghan, who was bound to stay awake in the future, lay on his side on the bed and pretended to be asleep, while reaching under the embroidered pillow with his right hand, holding the sharp fruit knife, and entering a state of quiet waiting.
The scent wafting from the window soon spread evenly and filled the room. Then, while Bariya, who was lying under the bed, was sleeping more deeply because of the effect of the incense, the comer, who had been waiting outside the house for a moment, picked the latch with a knife, and then pushed the door open and entered.
"The third young master said that as long as this Hu man is arrested, Lin Xiran will obediently listen to his dispatch, and then rescue the second young master from the prison, is this true?"
used footsteps to inadvertently inform Xia Shuanghan, who closed his eyes tightly, and the three people who walked into the house, and then used a few simple conversations to solve all the doubts in Xia Shuanghan's heart. At the same time, it was precisely these few words of conversation that made Xia Shuanghan, who was holding the murder weapon, give up resistance and chose to be taken away by them voluntarily. (To be continued.) )