The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 105 Daughter’s Thoughts

The visit of the Jia family's daughter to the mansion was as grand and lively as it could be.

Not to mention the Rongguo Mansion, just the Ningguo Mansion's opera troupe on the street, "Ding Lang Recognizes His Father," "Huang Boyang Sets Up the Ghost Formation," "Sun Wukong Makes Trouble in Heaven," and "Jiang Ziya Beheads the General and Becomes a God."
Suddenly, gods and ghosts appeared, and suddenly all the demons were exposed. They even raised flags and held a meeting, chanted Buddhist scriptures and burned incense. The sounds of gongs, drums and shouting could be heard from far away in the alley.

The whole street was filled with people, all praising and approving. Only the Jia family could create such a lively scene. Who else would dare to do such a thing? What qualifications do they have to do so?

Thanks to the imperial concubine's visit to her parents' house, the surrounding residents had a great time watching the lively dramas recently.

People all ran to watch the theater. The masters also knew that the people in the mansion had worked hard. Even if they had no credit, they had put in some effort. They were not restrained these days and were very happy both inside and outside. Many people also rushed to watch the theater, and the mansion was almost half empty.

Baoyu also went to see it, but lost interest after watching it a few times, so he thought about meeting Lin Daiyu.

Over the past few months, Lin Daiyu has become more and more different. She talks less, but loves reading books, often plays the piano, and is learning to play the flute. Fortunately, the old ancestor didn't say anything to her. I have to talk to Lin Daiyu and can't just follow my own temper.

After leaving Ningguo Mansion and passing by an empty small study, Jia Baoyu suddenly heard a moaning sound from inside the room. He immediately knew what was going on. His curiosity was aroused, so he leaned over gently, licked the window paper and looked inside carefully.

Sure enough, there was a man and a woman doing that thing, the man was pressing the girl down, and that man was none other than his own servant Mingyan.

To be different from others.

Jia Baoyu, in a playful mood, kicked the door open and shouted, "Great! This is incredible!"

The man was so scared that he flew into the air like a frightened cat. How could the woman under him bear it? She let out a long cry and complained. Mingyan was trembling all over after landing. The girl under him also woke up and blushed with shame.

The two of them hurriedly put on their clothes, and Jia Baoyu also looked carefully to see if the girl was beautiful.

When Mingyan saw who was coming, she breathed a sigh of relief. She knew that although this gentleman above her had tasted the bitterness of life before, he was still a child at heart, and loved to play like a child.

The girl was pretty and had a charming look. After putting on her clothes, she ran out without saying a word.

Jia Baoyu asked who she was and how old she was, but Mingyan didn't know. She only knew her name, and that she was probably sixteen or seventeen. Jia Baoyu shook his head and stood up for the girl, but Mingyan didn't care and protected her master back.

Several days have passed since the imperial concubine came home to visit her family. Not only did she send many things back home, she also showed care for her sisters and brothers, and asked them to live in different places in the Grand View Garden.

Jia Baoyu's Yihong Courtyard is close to the gate of the Grand View Garden. The nearest courtyard is the large courtyard where Aunt Xue's family lives. Behind the main gate, on the left hand side, there is a bamboo forest, which is the Xiaoxiang Pavilion where Lin Daiyu lives.

Tuobi Villa is at the back gate of the Grand View Garden.

After entering the garden, Lin Daiyu went to Tuobi Villa several times and saw the scenery there. Unfortunately, her old friend was not there. Every time she came back from there, Lin Daiyu was depressed. Jia Baoyu didn't know the reason, and his mother-in-law tried her best to persuade Lin Daiyu not to go there again.

Many books left by Wang Xin at the villa.

There are vernacular novels, such as Sanyan Erpai, as well as Peony Pavilion, Jiandeng Xinhua, Yushimingyan, etc., with stories such as Du Shiniang sinking the treasure chest in anger, Le Xiaoshe desperately looking for a mate, Yu Tangchun meeting her husband in adversity, Jiang Xingge reuniting with the pearl shirt, the oil seller monopolizing the courtesan, etc.

Qingwen put these books in a box.

There were also some military books published by bookstores, including Sun Tzu's Art of War. These military books were not banned and were published in various bookstores. Even Japanese pirates and merchants from Goryeo often came to buy them.

These finished thick books not only have clear text printing, but also exquisite engraving. They are difficult for other countries to imitate, so they have become a best-selling luxury product overseas.

Qingwen didn't understand, she only knew that these were military books, so she didn't dare to look at them carelessly, mainly because she couldn't understand them. She took great care of them and often took them out to turn over and dry them in the sun, for fear that they would be infested with insects and destroyed.

As for other books?

Instead, it fell into the hands of Lin Daiyu. Qingwen could recognize some characters, but not many. Lin Daiyu would sometimes read a book or teach Qingwen when she felt like it. Qingwen's status was different. She was no longer a member of the mansion.

So Lin Daiyu did not become a maid, and Mrs. Wang did not say anything. With the care of Wang Xifeng, Qingwen lived a good life and was treated like half a master.

"With my temper, I definitely won't stay."

The sun is just right.

Lin Daiyu and her companions sat on a small, roofless, frameless couch under the porch outside. Outside was a bamboo forest. Colorful lanterns and wind chimes hung from the eaves, tied with ribbons. A spring breeze blew past. When Lin Daiyu heard Qingwen's words, she pursed her lips and said, "He has a lot of problems, and his temper is the worst."

Qingwen was speechless.

At first she tried to defend herself, but later Zijuan told her that Miss Lin and Mr. Xin argued all the way, and the journey that was supposed to take a month took two months.

After understanding the whole story, Qingwen stopped talking nonsense and said with a smile, "But you can't say for sure. Master was planning to rent a courtyard outside, but who would have thought that war would break out? Our master's temper is not unknown to others, but young lady must know it too. He must be unwilling to be left behind."

Qingwen sometimes doesn't understand either.

I came to the Jia Mansion when I was very young and grew up in the Jia Mansion. The Jia Mansion gave a lot to the servants. I have only been with him for a few months, but sometimes I have to admit that I am always thinking about him.

Putting his hands together, he said, "Thank goodness the war is over, and I can go home."

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips, then deliberately pinched Qingwen's chin with a mischievous look on her face, "I really don't know about others, but I only know that if anything happens to him, you will definitely cry your heart out."

Qingwen was embarrassed and said, "I'm just a maid."

Lin Daiyu rolled her eyes, a little unhappy, "What maid or not? It's still his decision." After saying that, Lin Daiyu turned around to look for a book.

Qingwen didn't say anything either, staring at Lin Daiyu's back in a trance. Miss Lin became more and more beautiful, and no one in the mansion denied it.

Even the knowledgeable old ancestor is proud of this granddaughter.

Unexpectedly, there are so many stories between me and Miss Lin, but I have never heard my grandfather talk about them. Instead, Miss Lin says some unpleasant things every day, but actually asks about me all day long.

Years ago, Miss Lin often asked Master Bao to help her inquire outside.

It was only after Master Bao brought the news that the war was over that Miss Lin stopped asking.

Whether it was concern for the elders or something else, Qingwen didn't know. The corners of Qingwen's mouth moved, and she seemed to be hesitant to speak. "Mr. Xin is your uncle, Miss Lin."

In the end, this sentence was not said.

Given my character, he must know his limits.

What's more.

Mr. Xin probably won't stay in the garden.

Although the garden is beautiful, it is not her home, and Qingwen has no attachment to it at all.

(End of this chapter)