The night is deep. In Daiyu's www.biquge.info room, from time to time, Daiyu's low sobs came from the pen & fun & pavilion. Jia Baoyu accompanied the persuasion.

Lin Daiyu was full of pain, and didn't listen to a word of what Jia Baoyu said.

Zijuan and Xueyan were packing Daiyu's luggage and utensils with a few little maids. The two of them are charming and attacking, and they are helping on the side. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I'm running out of time.

Zijuan looked at Daiyu, Second Master Bao, and said to Xue Yan: "You are waiting here for the girl, and I will go out." ”

Snow Goose nodded.

Zijuan went all the way out of Jia's mother to the room and went to Wangyue Residence. The girl was in a big disaster, and she was also panicked. What is the use of the chattering persuasion and soft words of the second master? She wanted to ask the third master what he thought.

The moonlight is scattered in the gardens of Jiafu. Zijuan was in the center of Mochizuki, and Jia Huan was taking a bath, preparing to sleep. Qingwen went in and reported. Zijuan waited in the living room for a while, only to see Jia Huan come out in white civilian clothes.

Zijuan's visit made Jia Huan slightly surprised, "Zijuan, shouldn't you be helping Sister Lin sort things out?" ”

Zijuan had an ordinary appearance, combed two pigtails, and wore a light purple tooth-pinching vest, and said a little sadly: "Third master, my girl is in a big disaster, what can I do?" ”

Jia Huan looked at Zijuan in slight surprise and asked her to sit down first. Qingwen came over to serve tea and stayed to listen.

Jia Huan knew that Zijuan and Qingwen had a good relationship. Before the Spring Festival that year, Jia Baoyu wanted Qingwen to go to his house to be a maid, because Qingwen went to talk to Zijuan and ran into Jia Baoyu. But Jia Huan didn't expect that Zijuan would trust his judgment.

thinks that as a man who can do things outside in Jia's mansion, his status is equal to that of Jia Yu and Jia Zheng. It was normal for Zijuan to come and ask him for his opinion. It's impossible to ask Jia Baoyu's little brat, right?

Jia Huan pondered for a moment and said, "Sister Lin must still go back to Jiafu to live." Her family's relatives in Suzhou are all distant relatives and are not useful. Therefore, there are two points that Sister Lin must grasp. First, Aunt Lin's family property should leave a part of the exchanged silver tickets for Sister Lin to collect privately. Second, Sister Lin's lifelong event should be decided by Aunt Lin as soon as possible. Otherwise, it will be very difficult to do in the future. ”

The situation between Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu is actually known to many people in Jiafu. For example: Jia Huan, Zijuan.

It's just that both of them are still young. Jia Baoyu is more than twelve years old, and she is still a little Zhengtai, and she often spoils in the arms of Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang. And Daiyu is only eleven years old. No one thinks about getting married. And after all, the two grew up together as childhood sweethearts. It's normal to be closer to each other than other sisters.

Zijuan understood Jia Huan's hint: If the girl and Second Master Bao are interested, then they must take advantage of Aunt Lin's presence to settle the matter.

Zijuan saluted Jia Huan, "Third Master Xie." "In the end, it was the third master, and it was to the point in a few words, which calmed her heart. Bao Er Ye said a lot, and it sounded like people still didn't know the bottom of their hearts.

Jia Huan nodded, and sent Zijuan under the eaves with Qingwen. In the midst of the stars, the bright girl hurried away. The shadow disappeared into the night.

Jia Huan sighed and gently stroked Qingwen's hair. Qingwen's eyebrows and eyes are a bit similar to Daiyu. O mourning voice! In the original book, Qingwen's experience is tragic. Now that Qingwen is by his side, she will naturally not die.

And Daiyu's experience is equally tragic. lost his mother when he was young, and now he has lost his father; Back in Jiafu, love could not be fulfilled, and finally burned the manuscript of the poem, vomited blood and died.

Jia Huan's heart was still somewhat touched at this time.

Qingwen had a slightly shy look on her face, charming and unprovoked. It's just that it can't be seen clearly in the night. Turning his head to look at Jia Huan, he whispered in confusion: "Third Master? ”

Jia Huan came back to his senses from his thoughts and said with a smile: "I remembered something." Qingwen, you go to the second brother's room to tell the attacker and let her get ready. I will give the old lady and Mrs. a gift tomorrow morning, transfer her to Sister Lin's side, and take care of Sister Lin's daily life all the way. ”

There are thousands of people in Jiafu. Among the hundreds of big and small maids, the first one was Qingwen who was standing beside him at this time. And the second one is to attack people. It's not a scheming and don't say. Like Gui Rulan, gentle and obedient. If you take care of people, you should be more careful than Zijuan.

Of course, Jia Huan would not be noble enough to let Qingwen go to Lin Daiyu's side to take care of her. But he was still happy to push the attacker who was now in Baoyu's room to take care of Lin Daiyu. In this situation, Baoyu will not refuse.

"Third master, you let me offend people again!" Qingwen's big eyes sneered at Jia Huan, smiled coquettishly, and walked into the night. My heart is warm. She knew what the third master meant: within the scope of her ability, help Miss Lin.

Miss Lin is quite pitiful!

…

In the wee hours of the morning, cool dew rolls on the blades of grass. Jia's mother went to the room, and in Baoyu's courtyard, the attacker was awake in the warm pavilion.

Qingwen's words have arrived. She never thought that the third master would come up with such an idea. She said to the mandarin duck that she didn't have the heart to boil her head in the treasure jade room. But I actually knew in my heart that Mother Jia actually gave her to Baoyu.

She is in the Baoyu room, although she is the chief maid. It's just that she was even driven away once in various incidents, which made her and Baoyu feel a little estranged in their hearts. Meiren and Baoyu have a close relationship.

But even so, she still didn't want to serve Miss Lin: her future was uncertain and her status was uncertain. But what can she do as a maid.

"Attack! Attack! ”

Baoyu's shouts came from inside the room. The attacker sighed, got up in his clothes, and went to the back room to ask Baoyu what he wanted.

…

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Huan took Qingwen and Ruyi to Jia's mother's residence, and in the main hall, Jia's mother, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, Aunt Xue, Baochai, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Baoyu, and Lin Daiyu were all there.

Lin Daiyu got up early, and the mothers-in-law were carrying her suitcase to the carriage outside. Mandarin Duck, Wang Xifeng, and Li Kun commanded.

Jia Lian waited outside.

Seeing that the time was about the same, Jia Huan walked out and said, "Old lady, my grandson thinks that Sister Lin only has purple cuckoos and snow geese with her. You can send another big girl to follow and take care of your daily life all the way. I heard that the attacker in Brother Bao's room is very good at taking care of people, but he can follow Sister Lin. Second Brother Bao is called by the short person here, you can pick another one. ”

Jia Mu nodded. She knew about the attack. It was because I saw that she was reliable that she was sent to the treasure jade room. However, she didn't plan to give the attack to Daiyu. You can pick another good big girl in her house.

Jia Mu has not yet expressed her position.

Baoyu glanced at Jia Huan and said, "Old Ancestor, I sent someone to take care of Sister Lin." "Baoyu can't even wait to give Sister Lin and send the chief maid over, of course she is willing.

Baoyu spoke, and Jia's mother no longer insisted, and told her to attack people.

Mrs. Wang felt as if Jia Huan was playing a trick on her son. She has also heard of the reputation of "virtuous". A good one indeed. But a maid is not a big deal, and if you think about it, you have no objection. The sister-in-law's daughter is going back to see her father one last time. She was against it in public, and her style was too low.

After a while, Jia Lian came in and replied, "Old lady, madam, the salute has been packed, please let Sister Lin go." ”

Jia Mu immediately burst into tears. In the main hall, the crying voice was heavy, "Woo..."

Daiyu said goodbye to the people of Jiafu with tears, and took the three little maids of Zijuan, Raider, and Snow Goose to follow Jia Lian to Yangzhou for funeral.

Jia Huan watched from the sidelines, watching the figures of Lin Daiyu and the others disappear. It's hard for him to fit into the scene. When he sends the mountain long, he will shed tears.

…

Jia Lian took Lin Daiyu out of the capital, and traveled south to Tongzhou with seven or eight servants, slaves, and servants from the Lin family to report the news. Rent a boat in Tongzhou, release the boat along the river, and go from the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to Yangzhou.

The night was deep, and the big ship was moving slowly. Lin Daiyu was a little seasick, and the two of them served wholeheartedly.

Lin Daiyu slept on the bed, Zijuan helped her cover the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Girl, I really want to thank the third master for being thoughtful." ”

She is alone, plus the snow goose, and it is indeed a little inconsiderate to take care of the girl. In addition, there are always people taking care of the girl.

Lin Daiyu nodded lightly.

…

After Lin Daiyu left Jiafu, Baoyu's worries didn't need to be said. The sisters in the house are a little unaccustomed to it.

Jia Huan certainly sighed in his heart what happened to Daiyu going south. But it would be too much to say that he was worried about Daiyu. He and Daiyu actually have a general relationship. Not close, not distant. Daiyu is after quarreling with Baoyu, she will come to him to hide quietly.

On the first day of July, the beginning of autumn. Lin Daiyu has been on the road for several days. In the evening, Jia Huan sent someone to Mr. Longjiang to invite him to his house for a drink.

The lights in the house were brilliant, and a group of people sat at the same table. In addition to Mr. Long Jiang, Feng Ziying and Wei Ruolan are familiar with Jia Huan. Of the other three, Jia Huan only has a few faces. To describe it in a modern word, they are all "stubborn masters" in the capital.

The beautiful maids and singers of Mr. Longjiang's house danced in the hall. Headed by Su Shishi, the first prostitute in the capital.

She is especially good at singing and dancing. The face is beautiful and the posture is graceful. The white clothes are fluttering, like cranes dancing. The singing voice is also clear and moving.

"Good!" Mr. Long Jiang, who was in the first place, applauded and raised a glass with everyone.

After Su Shishi finished dancing a dance music, she changed her clothes and came in, and sat down beside Jia Huan with a smile. A white tulle dress wrapped around her one-meter-six-five figure, convex and concave. Slender and slender. If Jia Huan remembers correctly, the No. 1 prostitute in the capital is nineteen years old this year. It's time for glamour.

Su Shishi poured wine for Jia Huan, the fragrance lingered around Jia Huan, and said with a chuckle: "Mr. Jia, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

Looking at Su Shishi's extremely beautiful face, especially a pair of clear and intoxicating eyes, Jia Huan shook his head with a smile and raised his glass to Mr. Longjiang.

What a beauty! Just looking at it makes me feel comfortable. He has a good relationship with Su Shishi. Last year, I asked her to help compose the music for "Farewell".

Mr. Longjiang drank a glass of wine wildly, and explained with a smile: "Ziyu, the poetry girl is going to Jinling to play and meet friends. Your teacher, Mr. Wangxi, is the secretary of the Ministry of Rites in Nanjing. I would like to ask you to write a letter and ask Grandmaster Fang to take care of Miss Shishi on his behalf. ”

Jia Huan said: "This is a graceful affair, I don't think the teacher will refuse." ”

Feng Ziying, Wei Ruolan and others all laughed.

Su Shishi toasted Jia Huan three glasses of wine amid the coaxing of everyone. The Nanjing Ministry of Rites is still in charge of almost all the famous prostitutes in Jinling. If she had Jia Huan's letter, her trip would have gone well.

Looking at the crimson that swept across Su Shishi's beautiful face, Jia Huan smiled lightly.

…

After the banquet, the guests were treated to a glass of music. Jia Huan and Mr. Long Jiang were drinking tea and sobering up in a small hall, and it was already midnight.

Mr. Long Jiang leaned on the soft couch and said, "Thank you Ziyu for today's matter." ”

Jia Huan smiled, "Senior Ning is not in a hurry to thank me." I just have one thing to ask for, and I will use up the favor from the last time. "In the matter of Han Xiucai, Mr. Long Jiang owes him a favor. He's ready to use it.

Mr. Long Jiang smiled and pointed at Jia Huan, "You..." "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"I plan to take advantage of the fact that autumn is still hot, to sell a kind of sweet ice cubes, something to cool off, and then ask Mr. Longjiang to help me sell it."

Mr. Long Jiang agreed, "There is no problem with this." ”

Jia Huan smiled and nodded. Ice cream, he intends to go the high-end route.

After laughing for a while, Jia Huan was about to say goodbye, and Mr. Long Jiang lowered his voice and said, "Ziyu, the position of the noble concubine in the palace is vacant. Wu Guiren is very promising. ”

Jia Huan was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Thank you seniors for reminding you." (To be continued.) )