Shenjing, Rongguo Mansion. Read the book

After visiting Wang Xifeng, Jia Yun had a small gathering with Jia Zheng and his party in Rongguo Mansion.

Jia Tanchun, Lin Daiyu and others went to Jia Xichun's house to play naughty.

The several maids beside the girls of Rongguo Mansion were walking in the courtyard outside the house, waiting for the dispatch and instructions of the girls in the house.

Mingyan and Qingwen are both familiar passers-by in this Rongguo Mansion.

The two of them are very familiar with the layout and layout of this Rongguo Mansion.

Therefore, the two of them quickly found out that Lin Daiyu was beside this cherishing spring girl, and they rushed over from the house of the spring girl to the cherishing spring girl's house.

This old daughter is full of red, but she is so tired that she is out of breath.

Recently, Mingyan has really worked a little hard these days, and he is ridiculous with people during the day, and he has a good girl behind his back with Jia Zhen and others, except for being bumped into by Jia Baoyu, he was shocked into a cold sweat, but there was nothing wrong, but his body was a little thin.

As the saying goes, "There is only the tired ploughing ox in this world, but there is no field that is ploughed by the oxen." ”

Now Mingyan's body bones are really unbearable.

Now he got Jia Yun's order again, ordered Zhuang Ding, carried this old daughter Hong, and followed Qingwen to Lin Daiyu to deliver wine.

Along the way, Mingyan became out of breath when he walked, and he was about to shout after a few steps, saying, "Ouch, I can't lift it, Qingwen and let me rest again." ”

"Mingyan, you've come all the way, but you haven't rested I don't know how many times, why are you begging for rest today?"

Qingwen looked at Mingyan indifferently, frowned slightly, and said, "Have you been stealing chickens and touching dogs recently?" ”

"Otherwise, how could the bones of the body be so tired, that they can't even lift this little thing, and they can't walk?"

"O my aunt! This jar of wine is really heavy! My body bones are weak, but I can't lift it for a long time, I saw that the second master of your house can lift it with one hand, and it can also be lifted very high, I still think that this wine is not sinking, how can it be so dull and bulky in my hands! ”

Although Mingyan also felt that part of the reason was that he was overindulgent and his body was a lot weaker, but more reason was to blame on the weight of this wine, if it was lighter, I was afraid that he would not complain in front of Qingwen.

Seeing this, Qingwen hurriedly shook her head and said, "It's okay, Second Master Yun came to visit Second Grandma Lian today, and it is estimated that she will not go back for a few hours." It's okay if you slow down or later, as long as you don't break the jar of wine. ”

"Once this wine jar is broken, you have to hold on to your skin, Second Master Yun is not silent like the second master of Bao, and he can't be the master."

Qingwen warned Mingyan and said sternly.

Mingyan didn't dare to lose her temper with Qingwen.

Thinking about the matter that Second Master Yun personally ordered, and the wine sent to Lin Daiyu, who really dares to mess around in this Rongguo Mansion and not give Second Master Yun three points of thin noodles?

Do you really think that Second Master Yun is really a vegetarian if he is not in the Rongguo Mansion, and he can easily provoke a character? !

Then Second Master Yun's methods are vicious.

At least Mingyan didn't dare to offend Jia Yun, and she also protected the wine jar when she walked, for fear that something would go wrong.

The two of them walked and stopped along the way, resting and walking, and after about half a while, the two of them came to the outside of Jia Xichun's house.

At this moment, in the courtyard, Zijuan and Snow Goose and other maids were talking and laughing in the courtyard outside the door, but they saw Qingwen on the Jia Yun Mansion and the little maid Mingyan next to the second master of Rongguo Mansion walking side by side, and saw that Mingyan was still holding a jar of fine wine in his arms, and he was panting and sweating when he walked, and a hot wave of air came out of his forehead, which spread out like a cloud and mist on the top.

Zijuan stepped forward curiously, looked at Mingyan, who had become tired of becoming a dog, and then looked at Qingwen, thinking a little in her heart, she had already made a plan, and hurriedly asked: "Mingyan, is this the wine that Second Master Yun ordered you to send?" ”

"Yes!"

Mingyan nodded, stuck out his tongue, opened his mouth wide, said breathlessly, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, and then said: "But I'm tired to death, wait for me to catch my breath." ”

"Your body is really not good, you just walked a few steps before you shouted that you were too tired to walk!"

Qingwen's face became unhappy, pointed to the cigarette, and said: "Second Master Yun, carrying this jar of aged daughter Hong, but after walking this way, I didn't see Second Master Yun complaining bitterly, stopping and shouting tired, but it's you, a rough guy, who shouted tired first!" ”

"Ordinary people say that those scholars have no strength to restrain their chickens, and their strength is not as big as those rough slaves, when can you even compare to a scholar?"

"Like your master, they're all useless characters."

Qingwen still has Jia Baoyu's sullen in her heart, and there is nowhere to vent, so it is easy to catch this Mingyan today, and she should point to Sang and scold Huai, and say twice, which is good to relieve Qingwen's sullenness.

Zijuan and the others looked at Qingwen angrily accusing Mingyan and didn't dare to say anything.

Just because they have always known Qingwen's temper, it has always been like this.

In the past, when Qingwen was serving the maid in the second master's room, she often lost her temper and reprimanded those ignorant little maids.

Now although Qingwen is going to Yunfu on an errand, Zijuan and the others seem to have this temper not only not restrained by half a point, but is getting stronger and stronger.

However, Zijuan and the others also knew that although Qingwen looked vicious, she was actually a knife-mouthed tofu heart, but she was also an excellent character.

Mingyan's heart suddenly gave birth to all kinds of grievances, thinking that it was not easy for him to send this jar of wine, this is not a merit, it should be regarded as hard work!

Why should you be reprimanded by this Qingwen?

If Qingwen was not the celebrity in front of the second master of Yun, he was a powerful person he couldn't afford to offend, but I was afraid that this Mingyan would have lost his temper at Qingwen a long time ago.

However, the ancients said: "How can people not bow their heads when they are under the eaves?!" ”

At this point, Mingyan had nothing to say, so he had to rest for a while, lowered his head and secretly said "bad luck" in his heart, and left silently.

Qingwen was in a much better mood at the moment because of the time and anxiety that had been delayed along the way, and after such a meal.

"Sister Zijuan, this is the order of Sister Ping'er's second master, the second master, who made a special trip south to Yangzhou Mansion to go to the old daughter red dug up in the Lin Mansion, but said that when the old man Lin was not yet immortal, the good things buried in the Lin Mansion must have been buried for Miss Lin's future wedding, but I didn't expect that I hadn't come to this point, so I went first."

Qingwen then told the origin of this wine in front of the maids, but it moved the purple juan, the snow goose wept, and the rest of the maids were silently sad. Read the book

Xue Yan didn't know much about this matter, but she was also the maid with the most feelings for the Lin Mansion.

As Lin Daiyu's personal maid, she followed Lin Daiyu all the way from Yangzhou Mansion to Rongguo Mansion, how could she not understand this Master Lin's thoughts!

It's just that things in this world are always impermanent, and it is inevitable to encounter this kind of sadness that cannot be changed and powerless.