The filial son of the Red Mansion

Chapter 65: Wang Xifeng is secretly delighted in the car

You Shi knew that Wang Xifeng had misunderstood her meaning, so she suppressed her frustration and said with a smile, "With Rong'er as my wife and Rong'er being filial, how can I not be content? Do you think I would dare to put on airs in front of you, Feng Lazi? Stop teasing me and take Rong'er to the West Mansion to pay a visit to the old ancestor."

Wang Xifeng knew that she didn't mean that, so she stopped while she was ahead and said with a smile, "I do want to be filial to you, but I'm afraid you won't dare to accept it in the future."

Say it.

Sister Feng urged Jia Rong to take the golden belt and go to the West Mansion to pay homage to the ancestors, the eldest master and the second master.

At this moment, Jia Rong was immersed in the voice in his head.

[Task 1: Receive praise from Xue Baochai for being filial, reward: one ounce of silver]

[Task 1: Receive insincere praise from Xue Baochai for being "filial", reward: 365 pills of Hu Monk's medicine]

What is Hu Seng Medicine?

Is it related to Xue Baochai?

He did remember that Xue Baochai was born with a heat poison and often needed to take Lengxiang Pills with Huangbai Decoction.

Could it be that Hu Seng’s medicine is something that can treat Xue Baochai’s heat and poison?

Jia Rong was immersed in his own consciousness for a long time and did not come out. After thinking hard, he finally found a line of small words in the corner that explained the origin of Hu Monk's medicine.

"There is a monk who has a strange body and a strange appearance. He has a leopard head and sunken eyes, and his complexion is like purple liver. He wears a chicken wax headband and a flesh-red straight robe. His chin is covered with tangled beards and there is a bald head on his head. He is called a Hu monk, and he has the yoga skills of the Ming Fei and the medicine for the Ming Wang's bedroom. Half a pill of Buddha Mother's delicate voice, one pill of Dragon Elephant Arhat."

Pooh!

Dog system!

Fortunately, I am an upright person. If it were someone else, the world would be in chaos.

There are also the Buddha Mother's trembling voice, dragons and elephants, and Arhats. Isn't it just Indian **? Why is it so artistic?

It's useless.

But my charm and ability are not enough to use this thing. It doesn't matter whether I want the reward for this task or not, and it also takes up space on the task list.

Jia Rong was furious. He couldn't understand why they had to make such a thing, and 365 pills. If they took one pill a day, they would kill someone.

The rewards for the dog system's tasks are not only wretched, but are also becoming increasingly perfunctory.

"Rong'er?"

Wang Xifeng frowned and pushed him.

Jia Rong was sober now, and said hurriedly, "I was just thinking that if I go to the palace to take up duty, I'm afraid I'll be away from home half of the time every month. I'll ask my aunt, wife, and daughter-in-law to take good care of me then."

Wang Xifeng laughed and said, "The decree hasn't come down yet, and you're already worried about your family."

Qin Keqing finally stopped being a transparent person and took the initiative to assume the dignity of the Ning Mansion's grandmother. She said softly, "Master, don't worry. Your daughter-in-law will be filial to your wife and your aunt will often pay respects to you on your behalf."

Yu Shi's attention was focused on Jia Rong's address, and she felt that it was very strange to put the word "Madam" between aunt and daughter-in-law. She also gently accepted the good intention and said, "It's not that I can't come back. Even if I go to the palace to work, I will only work six days and rest six days."

What Jia Rong feared was this six-day duty.

It was only after listening to what Feng Ziying and Shen Nian said that he found out that Long Jinwei had to work six consecutive days on duty in the palace and had to live in the duty house during these six days.

That means they can't go home during the six working days, and even when they take a break, they can only sleep in the guardhouse. Therefore, many princes and sons of the royal family are unwilling to join the Dragon Guard, but only want to be a substitute guard.

He really didn't expect that in ancient times, he would still have to live in dormitories. In the palace, even the emperor's and his concubines' bedrooms were pitifully small, so how big could the guards' beds be?

I feel depressed just thinking about it.

Of course, the most important thing was to see which palace gate or hall he was assigned to. He certainly didn't expect to be assigned to the Qianqing Gate, as that was the job of the emperor's trusted first-class guards.

He felt that the worst thing was guarding the imperial mausoleum, where he could not see anyone. The second worst thing was guarding the Shangyu Office, the Eagle and Harrier House, the Cavalry and Archery Battalion, the Good Archery Battalion, the Good Pulling Battalion, and the Wubeiyuan. Not only was it tiring, but there were also few people to see.

Jia Rong sighed, said goodbye to Youshi and Keqing, and followed Wang Xifeng out of the house.

When they arrived at the side gate of Ningguo Mansion, Jia Rong mounted his horse as usual.

Wang Xifeng called out, "Come here, Rong'er. I have something to tell you."

Jia Rong was still thinking about where the emperor would place him. Apart from the inner court and the outer court, the next best place to go was to be assigned to a prince's mansion or to be sent to a military camp.

As long as it's not Prince Zhongshun's palace, any place is fine.

he thought.

Suddenly, someone coughed lightly beside him.

Looking back, I saw Wang Xifeng with her hands hanging down and waving beside her.

Yes, why did I think so much that I forgot there was a beautiful lady sitting next to me. Jia Rong certainly didn't understand what Wang Xifeng meant. She was asking him to hold her hand.

Is Jia Rong a man who is satisfied with just holding hands? When the soft curtains of the carriage were lowered, the carriage became a closed space with dim light, and the atmosphere became ambiguous in the blink of an eye.

The atmosphere was like being in a movie theater, with your beloved sitting next to you, how could you stop moving your hands? Amid the noisy voices of people passing by outside, the hearts of the two people in the car were beating fast, as if they were hiding in a dark corner of a busy city, avoiding the eyes of familiar people, secretly developing a relationship that must not be known to others.

It has been a full month since he went to Tiewangshan enclosure at the end of March.

During this period, I never held the hand of a woman.

At that moment, he held Wang Xifeng's hand and smelled her fragrance, and his body became restless. The object that was said to need to be tied around the waist was now quietly knocking on the stool under him.

"Cough cough~"

Wang Xifeng's light cough was heard again.

Jia Rong let go of Wang Xifeng's hand and went straight to her waist. He had noticed that Sister Feng's clothes were beautiful and a little thin today. With a gentle embrace, his hot hands seemed to penetrate into the skin of Wang Xifeng's soft waist.

Wang Xifeng finally stopped coughing. The corners of her mouth were secretly curled up, and she was filled with sweet joy.

For some reason, seeing Jia Rong making progress and getting first place in the review, her heart was filled with joy and satisfaction.

Perhaps, it was because she also participated and planned it secretly. It seemed that this matter was an illusion that she and Jia Rong accomplished together, and the honor seemed to be obtained by her and Jia Rong together.

Suddenly, her heart trembled, and she felt her hips leave the stool, and her whole body was lifted into the air, and then fell into that broad and warm embrace.

"court death?"

Feng Jieer frowned coldly, staring straight at the face in the dim light. After a light snort, her cherry-like mouth was blocked by the hot big mouth.

For a while, she panicked and put her hands on her clothes to cover her face.

She hummed softly, "If we get off the car, people will see us!" Then she seemed to be struggling and begging for mercy, "Good man, please spare me!"

Jia Rong's devilish whisper entered her ears. "Good Feng'er, please obey my wishes."

Chapter 66: Whispering inside and outside the car

"No...no way!"

For Wang Xifeng, this is the difference between initiative and passivity, and the struggle between the tamer and the tamed.

She always wants to take the initiative. She wants to be the controller, not the controlled.

All strong-willed people are like this, they have a strong desire for control.

Jia Rong just likes to see strong people give in, likes to see the controller being controlled. Perhaps this is the evil desire that people have, always wanting to pull down the high and mighty, step on them or hold them in his arms.

He is not someone who is easily satisfied.

His evil intention was to break through Wang Xifeng's bottom line again and again, to enjoy Wang Xifeng's fierce and reserved gaze, and to gradually become soft in front of him.

In the slow-moving carriage and under Wang Xifeng's cold gaze, Jia Rong acted unscrupulously.

Wang Xifeng's handkerchief had loosened and could no longer hold back, even though she was nervous, even though she cursed under her breath, even though she pinched her waist and back hard.

When the sweet and moist taste spreads, I lose my composure.

Wang Xifeng was both annoyed and angry.

Why can't this bastard wait even a moment? Why does he have to stay here? If the horse servant hears the noise, and if the relatives on Ningrong Street notice something, how can she, the Second Madam Lian, maintain her dignity?

"Good Feng'er, stop saying one thing and thinking another."

You bastard, you're still saying embarrassing things at this time.

Wang Xifeng felt her body was very hot and her heart was burning. No matter how strong she was in the past, she couldn't raise her head at this moment.

Suddenly, the carriage shook. Ping'er, who was sitting beside the carriage, looked up suddenly, and Feng'er, who was holding the gold belt in her hand, also looked up in confusion.

"Did the wheels hit a stone?" Ping'er murmured in a strange tone, thinking, "I'll have to ask the little ones to clean up the street."

In the carriage, Wang Xifeng stared at Jia Rong and said coldly, "Get lost."

"Do not."

Jia Rong refused.

Wang Xifeng quickly swallowed her anger and closed her throat.

"You bastard."

Jia Rong just smiled, "Good Feng'er, don't you like it?"

Wang Xifeng almost lost her balance and quickly grabbed the window sill on the side of the carriage with one hand. Feeling the swaying and bumping of the carriage, her fingers were almost white.

Ping'er finally sensed something was wrong. She looked up and saw a small hand grasping the edge of the carriage window under the soft curtain. Although she couldn't see what was happening in the dim light inside, she could guess roughly what was going on.

It’s killing people!

There are relatives living next door.

Ping'er was extremely nervous listening to the muffled breathing coming from the gap in the window sill. When she saw the carriage turning, she could not help but shouting to the boy leading the horse in front.

"Drive slower. Grandma and Uncle Xiaorong are talking about something. Don't let the bumps hurt the masters."

Jia Rong heard the noise outside and secretly rejoiced that Ping Er was such a kind person. Wang Xifeng in his arms was speechless at this time, and her tough and cruel nature was also transferred to Jia Rong.

At this time, the carriage had officially turned into the back street and headed west.

Ningrong Back Street is the main gathering place for the other six branches of the Ning and Rong mansions. Jia Qiang, who left the mansion, lives here. Others such as Jia Gao, Jia Huang, Jia Chen, and Jia Daixiu also live on the street. There is also a charity school on Ningrong Back Street, where the children of the eight branches of the Jia family in Shenjing study. Now Baoyu, Xue Pan, Jia Lan, Jia Jun, Jia Qiang and others study in the charity school.

The director of the Yixue School was Jia Dairu, and the teacher in charge was Jia Rui, Dairu's grandson.

When traveling along this road, the carriage could not only meet relatives from the two mansions at any time, but also might run into the masters of the mansion.

Ping'er's heart was in her throat. The only thing she was thankful for was that Second Master Lian had followed the eldest master's order a few days ago and went on a diplomatic mission to Ping'an Prefecture on business, and was not in the mansion.

She now wished she could bury her head in her clothes so that the relatives' wives on the street wouldn't see her and come to the carriage to ask Fengjie to do something for her.