met free Chapter 186 It's not good to look good because of crying makeup
Chapter 186 It's not good to look good because of crying makeup
Chapter 186 It's not good to look good because of crying makeup
In Honor Hall——
As Jia Huan and Aunt Zhao entered the inner hall, the original laughter and brisk atmosphere in the inner hall disappeared instantly.
Fall into an eerie silence.
It's the kind of scene where the air is suddenly quiet.
Jia Heng picked up the teacup on the small table beside him, took a sip, and looked indifferently at Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan, the mother and son.
He actually had a general dislike for this pair of mother and son who were acting like demons, but he felt that they were a pair of pitiful people.
Of course, poor people must have something to hate.
Aunt Zhao also gradually became aware of the strange and quiet atmosphere in the inner hall. Looking up at this moment, she saw the old lady, um, just like in the past, wearing a brown silk jacket with the word "Shou" on her head, and a green pearl hairband on her head, like silver hair on her temples. The reason is not chaotic at all, but there are no smile lines on his face, and there are mandarin ducks and amber maids serving behind him.
On the chair on the left, Miss Feng.
There is no need to look at this, Aunt Zhao already had some fear and disgust in her heart, she continued to look down.
Um?This is……
But he saw a young man in a plain brocade robe sitting on the chair, holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking at him calmly.
That kind of non-angry self-prestige...
"Humph."
Sister Feng just let out a soft snort, and this fairy concubine looked at Aunt Zhao with a half-smile on her pretty and charming face, and sneered in her heart.
Jia Heng glanced at Sister Feng, and thought to herself, this demeanor of smiling but not smiling, only the later Deng Jie can describe her beauty and charm.
Sister Feng laughed lightly and said: "Grandma, you don't enjoy your leisure in the house, why are you bringing Huan'er to Rongqing Hall to make trouble? Didn't you see that you were talking about business? Brother Huan, don't cry, how big is it?" I'm dead, and I'm still crying."
When Jia Huan heard this, she glanced at Sister Feng timidly, and the crying gradually subsided.
At this time, a person flashed behind Sister Feng, it was Ping'er, holding a corner of water green handkerchief, took a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake from the plate at the side, twisted the graceful figure of willow branches, and walked in front of Jia Heng Going away, after dissipating the scent of orchids and musk all the way, he came to Jia Huan.
Ping'er wiped Jia Huan's tears and nose with a handkerchief, and said with a light smile, "Master Huan is a big man now, why is he crying so much?"
As he said, he handed the sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Jia Huan with the other hand, and said with a gentle smile, "I want to eat it or not."
Jia Heng watched this scene quietly, thinking, this Ping'er is kind-hearted.
If it's about scenes, it's like Sister Feng, who doesn't even move her butt.
If it's a scene thing, then it's impossible to wipe the snot with a handkerchief. From this point of view, this woman has a kind heart and is not hypocritical.
"If according to the foreshadowing of some grass snakes and gray lines in Dream of Red Mansions, after Jia Lian "obeyed two orders and three people" abandoned Sister Feng, he should have helped Ping'er upright." Jia Heng put down the tea cup, his eyes darkened a bit.
Perhaps Jia Heng's gaze stayed on Ping'er a little more, perhaps because of the angle of sight, Jia Heng's deep gaze seemed to fall on Ping'er's upright when he was sitting.
This scene was not observed by others who were paying close attention to Aunt Zhao, but was caught by Sister Feng who was sitting beside her. Danfeng blinked a few times, and caught it with shrewd eyes.
This Uncle Heng...where is he looking?
Did Ping'er fall into his eyes?
But on this side, Jia Huan also stopped crying when he heard Ping'er's warm words, and responded, but snatched the sweet-scented osmanthus cake from Ping'er's hand, and started to eat it.
Aunt Zhao snorted angrily, and said angrily, "Eat whatever they give you!"
"Ping'er." Sister Feng called softly, and the radiant young woman smiled all over her face, and said, "He can't be your light, where are you pretending to be a good old man, come here quickly!"
Ping'er, who was dressed in a water-green skirt and had a hair bun of a girl who had never left the pavilion, had a pretty, white face with a smile on her face, turned around and said, "Grandma, Brother Huan is still young."
While speaking, he turned and walked to Sister Feng's side.
On the other side, Tan Chun's flawless cheeks were already flushed, under Yingxiu's black eyebrows, she looked at Aunt Zhao with bright eyes in distress, her cherry lips moved, but was pulled by Dai Yu, shaking her head to signal, Don't say much.
This kind of dispute between elders, it's okay for them as juniors to discuss right and wrong in private, but in front of everyone in this inner hall, if one is not good, it will easily get a reputation of frivolity.
Tanchun pursed her pink lips, suddenly, her heart panicked, and she subconsciously looked at the plain-clothed boy sitting across from her.
Seeing the young man sitting upright, calm and relaxed, holding a cup of tea and sipping it, looking calm, Tanchun took a deep breath, and for some reason, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Jia Mu frowned and said, "What's going on, Brother Huan?"
On such occasions, except for Mother Jia, even Mrs. Wang would not be able to ask Aunt Zhao for such a mother.
Aunt Zhao said: "Old lady, please judge me! Brother Huan and Mingyan and the servants next to Baoyu play dice and play money. , coaxing Brother Huan’s money, Brother Huan argued a few words, and was scolded by Mingyan as a slave who was born in several generations. Listen, does this servant still look like a servant? Struggle, you are also the master, and now you are being scolded by a servant like this..."
Mother Jia rubbed the center of her brows when she heard the words, and her complexion was a bit ugly, mainly in front of the young man with a calm demeanor, she felt a little offended, and she said with a straight face, "Feng girl , find someone to beat Mingyan, kick him out, and never allow anyone to say such nonsense nonsense!"
When Baoyu heard this, he was in a hurry. Mingyan was the first servant he liked. He was clever and clever. He found a lot of interesting and fresh things for him from outside. If he beat him up, he would be kicked out , what should I do?
It has to be said that among Baoyu's young servants, Mingyan is the most witty and eccentric, bold and reckless. After that, he made a big fuss in the school, took Baoyu to Huaxiren's house, and even collected "The West Chamber" and other miscellaneous books for Baoyu to read.
Baoyu smiled lightly and said, "Old Ancestor, although Mingyan has played around a bit on weekdays, she shouldn't be saying such stupid things."
Seeing this, Mrs. Wang also squeezed out a faint smile on her fair skin with visible wrinkles, and said: "Old lady, Mingyan followed Baoyu. In the past, I knew he was a good person. He shouldn't have said such things. Xu Brother Huan misheard?"
If the elder brother and the younger servant were beaten and kicked out for scolding the younger brother, Baoyu's reputation would be more or less affected.
As for fame, she didn't realize it before, but now she realizes that it is too important.
She usually listened to the master talk about Jia Heng's deeds tirelessly, so she wondered if this person in the East Mansion had some kind of reputation from the "Bill of Honors", that's why he got into the eyes of the officials in the palace and the court. ?
Seeing the hesitation on Jia Mu's face, Sister Feng smiled, and Dan Feng's eyes under Liu Ye's eyebrows flowed, and she said charmingly: "Old ancestor, why don't you ask the servant next to Mingyan again, children like to exaggerate. Brother Huan, you know it too."
After saying this, Jia's mother also felt that it was reasonable, and Mrs. Wang's face moved slightly, and said with a smile: "Old lady, why don't you send someone to ask and verify, if Mingyan is really bad, can't we deal with it?"
Aunt Zhao's face changed slightly when she heard the words, her heart suddenly became anxious, she pinched her waist, and said in a pretty voice: "Madam, what are you talking about, do you think my Huan'er is talking nonsense? How many generations did you curse your own nose?"
Obviously it was Sister Feng who provoked her, but Aunt Zhao clearly didn't dare to insult such a fierce person as Sister Feng, but she ran towards Mrs. Wang who usually had a "kind eyebrow and kind eyes" with a gun and a stick.
Mrs. Wang was questioned by Aunt Zhao, her face remained unchanged, she just suppressed her smile, squeezed the Buddhist beads in her hand, glanced sideways at Aunt Zhao, and did not speak.
Arguing with such a shameless little whore is a big shame.
However, this contemptuous and arrogant attitude undoubtedly angered Aunt Zhao even more.
In other words, this kind of condescending and almost ignoring demeanor of a big woman is exactly what Aunt Zhao desires deep down in her heart, and she can't wait to replace her with her own body.
"Brother Huan was born in several generations of slaves. I used to be the servant who served the master in the old lady's house... woo woo..." Aunt Zhao suddenly slumped on the ground, slapping the ground with her handkerchief up and down, crying and singing .
Then I somehow caught Tanchun who was sitting on Jiamu's left, and cried, "Third girl, you are a dead man. Your brother is suspected of lying with his eyes open and scolding himself. Are you a move?" Don’t move, you wish it was born in your wife’s stomach, right?”
Tanchun was "named", as if struck by lightning, her delicate body trembled violently, her pretty and bright face turned pale, just because the words were really too harsh.
What do you mean she wished it was born in the wife's stomach?
However, the most important thing is that Tanchun has never thought about it... There is something to say.
Tanchun felt ashamed and angry at the same time, and was about to stand up to judge, but Daiyu at the side was holding on to Tanchun's sleeves, and there was a look of firmness in the starry eyes under her smoky eyebrows, she clearly refused to let her stand. rise.
Tanchun's cheeks were pale, her heart was sore, she felt wronged endlessly, her pair of charming and clear eyes gradually became misty, but this girl's temperament was always bright and grand, even if there were tears rolling in her eye sockets, they would not fall One drop, just stared at Aunt Zhao with a pair of bright eyes wide open.
When Jia Mu heard this, she felt that the trouble was getting worse and she was about to speak.
And Aunt Zhao didn't know if it was because Jia Heng and other patriarchs were in front of her, she was so courageous that she wanted to shout: "Third Miss..."
However, she heard a cough from the side, as if she had stopped casting the spell, Aunt Zhao held her words in her throat, and looked at the peaceful young man with uncertain eyes.
I saw that young man cast a pair of stern eyes like knives, calm eyes, with evil spirit.
Such things as power and influence do exist, and some people's eyes are oppressed by the superiors.
Of course, it is not so mysterious, but a kind of psychological advantage.
Looking at this scene, Sister Feng paused for a moment with her gorgeous and charming face, and stared at the young man in brocade robe with shining eyes.
Not only Sister Feng, but also Daiyu, Yuanyang and Li Wan also set their eyes on the young man in brocade robe.
This is Jia Heng's current family status, the power and influence gained through martial arts with one knife and one gun, and the virtue of every word and deed-for example, Beichen lives in his place, and the stars support him.
But he saw the brocade-robed young man get up, with a silent expression, walked to the opposite Tan Chun, took out a handkerchief from his armband, and handed it over.
"Wipe your tears." Jia Heng looked at Tanchun who was about to cry with warm eyes, and said softly.
Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Li Wan, and Sister Feng: "..."
Daiyu: "???"
Tanchun stretched out his hand to take the handkerchief, met those firm and resolute eyes, suddenly couldn't hold it anymore, all the grievances in his heart poured out, the tears that were swirling in his eyes suddenly slid down his cheeks, and couldn't stop The potential of breaking the embankment.
Daiyu quickly picked up her handkerchief and wiped it for Tanchun.
Jia Heng said softly: "Okay, okay, don't cry."
However, with the gentle words in his ears, Tanchun couldn't stop falling down, sobbing like tears.
Baoyu, who was sitting at the side, looked at this scene sideways, and for some reason, his eyes were bewildered, and he thought, the third sister has never shed tears, if these tears flow for me, flow into a big river, and float my body, Along the small river surrounded by peach blossoms and willows, among the petals and catkins, sent to the secluded place where the crows and sparrows can't reach, it melted with the weather...
At this moment, Jia Heng said: "If you cry any more, your makeup will be ruined, it won't look good."
The crying stopped, and at this moment, Baoyu's delusions were interrupted, and he looked at Tanchun with a pair of faces full of moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Tanchun stretched out his hand to wipe away his tears, and raised his eyes to see the young man looking at him firmly and gently, as if there was a warm light shining into his heart.
"Brother Heng." Tan Chunying's eyes moved down, and she turned her head slightly, revealing her fair and jade-like neck, but her heart was repeating a few words, her make-up was messed up, it didn't look good...
The gestures and body language used to show weak parts like the neck to the opposite sex generally have the meaning of submissiveness and obedience, just like the gesture language of a woman pulling her hair in front of a man, it often has the meaning of showing charm and charm.
Jia Heng's eyes were a little darker, he nodded, met the gazes of the crowd, and said calmly: "Although I am the patriarch, I am not the lord of the West Mansion, so I should not be involved in family affairs, but Aunt Zhao Since you have said that slaves deceive the master, and you still use me as an example, then I have to say a few words."
Without waiting for everyone to speak, Jia Heng said, and suddenly cast a pair of quiet eyes on Aunt Zhao.
Stared at by those sharp eyes like tigers and wolves, Aunt Zhao's heart skipped a beat, she quickly lowered her head, but she didn't dare to look at it.
"Come here, bring Mingyan here!" Jia Heng shouted with a gloomy expression.
This deep voice was heard in Wucheng Bingmasi, which once intimidated a nobleman of the country, knelt down on the ground, and begged for the death penalty.
Also in the Jinyi Mansion, the notorious Jinyi Wei Tongzhi and Jinyi Qianhu were also frightened, either sweating profusely, or not daring to sweat.
All the female relatives in Rongqing Hall heard the murderous Shen Yao, and all of them felt a chill in their hearts.
This is man!
The men who are officials outside, when they give an order, they are alert from top to bottom.
Without such a man standing outside the door, they...
And Lin Zhixiao, who was standing by the screen, responded and called some servants and servants to look for tea.
After a while, he brought a young servant into the inner hall.
Because he was Baoyu's personal servant and often accompanied him to the inner house, so there was no taboo.
This is a boy in his teens, dressed in a grass-green servant uniform and a small black hat. As soon as he entered the inner hall, he felt the breath of the storm, his face was pale, he knelt down and said: "I have seen the old lady, Madam, Uncle Heng, Second Master Bao... Jia Heng looked coldly and said, "Mingyan, how many generations did you say that Jia Huan was born as a slave? "
"Grandpa, where did I say that? I just said, don't play tricks on the kids, just get on with it." Ming Yan looked terrified, and said anxiously.
Jia Huan had also eaten the cakes at this time, and knew that there was going to be a big trouble, so he said eagerly in a childish voice: "You said it, you said it..."
Aunt Zhao also pinched her waist, and said: "Maggots are evil, there are no seeds of good fortune, usually you can't be stubborn in my house, but you go to fight with the boy in Baoyu's room, it's no fun to beg for that..."
"Huh? I asked you?" But at this moment, Aunt Zhao glanced at her. What Aunt Zhao was saying was cut off, and her voice became weaker and weaker. At this moment, Mingyan swears and swears at the side, crying and saying: " If I say this, discipline me to death!"
However, seeing Mingyan, who usually looked up, cried out in fright, Jia Huan seemed to be encouraged, and shouted: "You said it, you said it!"
Looking at this scene above, Mother Jia rubbed her eyebrows. As for Mrs. Wang, her eyes were full of disgust, and she just cast her eyes on the boy to see how he would behave.
"If you don't know right from wrong, follow the concubine to bully the concubine, in front of the old lady, I will say it."
As for Sister Feng, there was a sneer on the corner of her mouth, Danfeng looked at Aunt Zhao coldly, and then her eyes fell on Jia Heng, and she was also a little curious, what would Master Heng do with it?
Daiyu also looked at Jia Huan with her starry eyes, and shook her head secretly in her heart.
Yingchun and Xichun also looked at Jia Huan, more or less displeased.
Generally speaking, the younger you are, the less you like the noise of such brats.
And Li Wan's elegant and soft face showed an inexplicable color, "When Lan'er grows up, she will never be like Uncle Huan, she has to learn..."
A pair of gentle gazes could not help but fall on the slender young man.
"It's just that Uncle Heng doesn't seem to be good at classics..."
(End of this chapter)