The filial son of the Red Mansion

Of course I am in high spirits.

When Jia Rong learned that Wang Xifeng was looking for him, he specially asked the maids to give him a thorough haircut. Although he still had mourning hair on his head, his temperament was different.

He asked, "Aunt called my nephew here, why?"

When Wang Xifeng saw him, she suddenly remembered what happened in the morning, and she felt as if her lips were slightly numb. She said unhappily, "Don't talk nonsense. I have something to ask you. Have you prepared the funeral notices?"

"I haven't asked about this yet. The Qin family and the You family don't need to send gifts. Only our family's relatives and old friends of the master will be counted. I will ask the second master tomorrow."

As Jia Rong turned around, he saw Ping'er take out a map of Ningguo Mansion and spread it on the table.

Wang Xifeng said, "You must pay attention to the funeral and obituary. If a family that was once close to you doesn't even receive an obituary, then the relationship will be severed. Remember, it is better to send more than to miss one."

As she gave instructions, she beckoned Jia Rong over. "There is one more matter to be decided today. After the funeral the day after tomorrow, there will be many ladies of high rank and their families coming to the mansion. We need to consider where to greet them, where to change clothes, where to have a banquet, and where to drink tea. There are also relatives from afar, and we need to consider where they will stay overnight."

There are a lot of rules in a wealthy family, and the ceremonial procession for a lady of honor is also quite large.

If one thing is not done well, it will not only bring shame to Wang Xifeng and Jia Rong, but also to the Ning and Rong families.

Jia Rong was also not vague, and he pointed at the map while talking.

"There are corridors on the left and right of the hanging flower gate, one for welcoming male guests and the other for welcoming female guests. Outside the Ningyi Hall, there is a tortoise house for brothers, sisters, nephews, grandchildren and younger generations to change clothes and wear mourning clothes. The upper room of the main hall is where the wives of ...

Wang Xifeng listened carefully and found that it was exactly what she thought.

The two men analyzed the routes of the male and female guests, and when they felt it was appropriate, they asked Ping'er to write it down.

Jia Rong added, "There are quite a few vacant courtyards at home. When a distant guest retires to a place, he should consult the wisest aunt in the world. I wonder if it is better to stay in the courtyard or in the garden."

Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes at him, thought for a moment and said, "There are bound to be people coming and going in the courtyard, and there are constant Buddhist chants near Tianxiang Tower. Let's find a few quiet houses in Huifang Garden to retire to."

So the two of them gathered around the map and looked for houses in Huifang Garden. After pointing out several places, they finally decided on a place for the distant guest to stay for the night.

Wang Xifeng felt relieved, and she stood up slowly, and saw the bastard in front of her staring at her blankly. She glared back at him with a dark look in her eyes, and said unhappily, "What are you daydreaming about? Aren't you going to keep watch for your master today?"

Jia Rong said, "I will certainly go and have a look later. I thought it was late at night and everything in the porch was complete, so you should rest here tonight."

Wang Xifeng said in a strange voice, "Your aunt will not be able to get used to such a shabby residence." Then she told Ping'er to pack up her things and go back home on the grounds that it was getting late.

Seeing that he couldn't keep her, Jia Rong decided to send her away.

Wang Xifeng refused without hesitation and said, "If you can't sleep, go and stay in front of your master's spirit." After that, she left quickly with Ping'er. When she returned to Rongguo Mansion, she lay on her wide bed, relaxed her head and unconsciously recalled the scenes of today.

She thought about how powerful she was in Ningguo Mansion and how no one dared to disobey her orders. She felt very proud and the smile on her face became brighter and brighter.

There are so many memories in my mind that there will always be a few discordant ones.

She thought of the touch of her lips in the morning, and her brows furrowed again, her mind becoming extremely complicated. She was definitely not a dissolute person, and she hated immoral things in the past. But for some reason, every time she heard Rong Ge'er speak, she felt comfortable. Even if Rong Ge'er did something slightly beyond the rules, she couldn't get angry.

Contradictory, very contradictory.

However, Wang Xifeng is not someone who can be troubled by contradictions.

She frowned and snorted: If you dare to be so presumptuous again, I will break his three legs.

On the second day, at the hour of Mao, it was still dark, as if it were midnight.

Wang Xifeng had already led Ping'er, Lai Wang's wife and other close associates of the Rong Mansion to the Ning Mansion's porch. As soon as they entered the room, they saw several stacks of cakes on the kang table, which were exactly the same as those that Jia Rong had sent over yesterday.

The maid of Ning Mansion said, "Master knew that Second Madam would arrive early, so he prepared some snacks and placed them here, and asked the maids to cook Tremella and Lotus Seed Soup in advance."

Wang Xifeng was stunned after hearing this.

Ping'er's eyelids twitched when she heard this. She glanced at the wives and mothers standing beside her and said with a smile, "Mr. Xiaorong and Mrs. Xiaorong are really filial. They know how hard it is for Grandma to take care of things, but they still prepared these things."

In one sentence, she said that it was Jia Rong and Qin Keqing's idea. When the wives of the Rongguo Mansion heard this, they couldn't help but praise: "Mrs. Xiao Rong is a polite person."

As for why these mothers-in-law and wives only praised Qin Keqing, it was because they absolutely did not believe that Jia Rong could do this.

How can a stupid person be so careful?

Even if there is, it must be the advice given by Xiaorong's grandmother.

Wang Xifeng came back to her senses, suppressed the strange emotions in her heart, and smiled softly, "Qin is indeed filial and polite. I didn't misjudge her."

The maid of Ning Mansion wanted to defend Master Xiaorong, saying that Master Xiaorong was different now. But Second Madam Lian had already made the decision, so what could a maid like her say?

Qin Keqing didn't understand why Jia Rong did this.

Jia Rong said earnestly: "If you want...the horse...to run fast, you must...first let...the horse...eat enough grass."

He paused, stroked Qin Keqing's smooth long hair, and said with a smile: "Second Aunt works hard here every day, and we just ask a maid to get up early and cook porridge every day. Isn't this a good deal?"

"Well...well...it's...a good deal!" Qin Keqing finally had time to beg for mercy, "Master, please go find Feng'er."

She couldn't bear it any longer.

"Alas~ Being invincible is so lonely!"

Jia Rong got up, washed, and dressed, but did not go to Wang Xifeng. He first went to find Lai Sheng, the chief steward, to tell him about the preparations for the funeral. Then he went to find Jia Zheng and Jia Lian to ask about the obituary.

After running around like this for a whole day, he still had no time to visit Wang Xifeng.

Until late at night, Wang Xifeng leaned on the kang table in the porch and rubbed her temples. She thought of Jia Rong for some reason and asked Ping'er, "How busy is Rong'er today? No one sent a message."

Ping Er naturally had no answer, so she said, "I'll ask the maid to invite Master Xiao Rong over."

Wang Xifeng paused and said, "No need." Although she said this, strangely, she felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart, a strange sense of loss.

The two of them left the house quietly. When they were about to board the carriage, a voice suddenly rang out from behind: "Aunt is going back? Rong'er, please see her off."

Wang Xifeng's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and she asked calmly, "I haven't seen you today. Have you finished your work?"

As Jia Rong climbed onto the carriage, he said, "I have just counted the obituaries with Uncle Lian, and will send people to deliver them to the various mansions tomorrow morning. Aunt, please get up quickly. It is snowing heavily outside."

In the dim lantern light, white snow was flying. Jia Rong stood on the carriage, holding out one hand. The flying snow fell on the roof of the carriage, on Jia Rong's head, and on Jia Rong's outstretched palm.

It also fell into Wang Xifeng's heart, and the surface of the lake in her heart was stirred, and she felt a strange state of mind.

Puff, puff!

Jia Rong suddenly remembered something. Jia Lian's carriage seemed to be in front. Wouldn't he run into him outside the corner gate of Rongguo Mansion later?

I'm already on the carriage, it wouldn't be nice to get off, right?

By doing this, I can help Jia Lian escape from the sea of ​​suffering. Jia Rong argued in his heart. Although he felt sorry for Jia Lian, he also felt that they were not suitable.

But...if I really bump into you...

Chapter 31: Jia Lian is outside

The snow at night makes a sound, and so does the carriage on the cobblestone road.

Jia Lian in the car also made a sound.

Jia Lian's heartbeat was pounding. He was excited and eager. When he thought of the person waiting for him in the study, his body became hot. He had never felt so free and easy in his life.

No one cared, no need to worry anymore. Although I had never worried before, I was afraid that Wang Xifeng would have a tantrum.

Now you don't have to worry about it, you can hook up with whoever you want. The only thing you need to worry about now is not having enough money to seduce women.

Fortunately, he still had some personal belongings hidden in the outer study, so he didn't have to worry for the time being.

Tonight is destined to be a warm night.

Jia Lian thought so, and Jia Rong thought so too.

Their carriages were both moving, one in front and one behind, not far apart.

Jia Rong reached out his hand, and Wang Xifeng neither dodged nor made a sound.

She felt her hand being held and wrapped in warmth. It was an incomparable wonderful feeling, as if they were the only two people left in the world. And she could only hear her own heartbeat.

She didn't know why. She had clearly said last night that she would break Jia Rong's three legs if he acted insolently again, but now she seemed to be enjoying this insolence and rudeness.

When hiding in the darkness, his eyes could not help but look at Jia Rong's profile, which was flickering in and out of focus. It was a handsome profile with clear lines.

Wang Xifeng really couldn't describe her feelings at the moment. She was happy, excited, shy, nervous, and had a vague sense of guilt. She was fearless, even to the underworld, but this was the first time she felt this way.

I can’t explain it, I can’t put it into words, I just know that my heart is beating so fast.

This was a feeling she had never had even when she was newly married.

"Aunt's hands are still so cold." Jia Rong's voice was very soft, so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the carriage wheels.

Wang Xifeng heard it very clearly. It was as if the words went straight into her ears, carrying a warm breath through her ear canal. A tingling sensation immediately spread through her nerves, causing her brain to go blank and her shoulders to rise.

This bastard.

As she cursed inwardly, her hand was suddenly released and she felt an inexplicable sense of loss.

As he was wondering, the cloak on his body was pulled.

What the hell is that thing doing?

While Wang Xifeng was frowning, she felt someone holding her shoulders. Jia Rong's voice floated softly, "Aunt, you must be exhausted today. The carriage is bumpy. It will be more comfortable for you to lean on my shoulders."

Excuse.

How could Wang Xifeng not recognize that this was Jia Rong's excuse, an excuse for Jia Rong to comfort himself for doing evil?

Is Jia Rong making an excuse?

maybe!

He was only happy at the moment. Although the clothes on both of them were very thick, he was holding a beautiful woman, and this fact could not be changed.

The most important point is that he knew Wang Xifeng must not be asleep at this moment. Or maybe she was asleep before, but she must be awake now.

But Wang Xifeng did not resist, did not curse, and did not even try to hide.

What kind of personality does Wang Xifeng have? She would beat or scold others if she was not happy, and she would not stop until she made a big fuss. But at this moment, she was silent.

This shows what?

The instructions can continue.

Is there anything more worthy of joy than this?

Jia Rong glanced ahead quietly and could already see the carriage that Jia Lian was in. He felt a special feeling in his heart and held Wang Xifeng's hand even tighter.

He thought with compassion: I am saving Wang Xifeng and Jia Lian.

It’s not that I have any problem with Jia Lian, it’s just that the combination of Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng is a tragedy.

I feel even more excited. What's going on?