Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 114: The Zhao family was provoked to retreat, and a storm of bewitchment was about to arise.
Chapter 114: The Zhao family was provoked to retreat, and a storm of bewitchment was about to arise.
Ma Daopo's eyes suddenly sharpened, and Aunt Zhao seemed to notice a change in the atmosphere. She stopped complaining and turned her head in confusion.
But he saw Shi Shiran, the only listener in the room, picking up a few melon seeds and looking at him, tapping his chin to signal him to continue speaking.
"You old nun..." Aunt Zhao reached out to point her finger at Ma Daopo several times, dumbfounded, and continued to complain: "I am a person with only two taels of silver a month, what kind of master am I... and my stupid daughter, what kind of master...
There is the housekeeper’s mistress Lian..."
It's strange to say that they have a concubine and a Taoist woman. Two people who had never known each other before were able to talk to each other, and they were quite congenial.
Sadly, perhaps in the eyes of Aunt Zhao, Ma Daopo, a heretical person, is the only person she can talk to.
What she confided to was the inexplicable and gloomy injustice in her heart.
Human beings really can't stand too much reality sometimes.
When she was young, she was as white and flawless as a pearl, and she once looked forward to the future. But ten years passed so quickly, and the cruel reality had already made her breathless, and the pure white pearls had faded into pale fish.
Eyeballs.
Complying with the rules is not recognized, and being reasonable is always suppressed by the family, society and the entire era.
In the end, in the eyes of others, she was just an old concubine who was born in a family.
Even Jia Zheng only called her Zhao and no longer called her by her nickname.
She has a low life, is greedy for money, and is not easy to get along with. This is the impression that people in the house have of her.
On the contrary, Aunt Zhou, who is also Jia Zheng's concubine, is honest and doesn't fight or rob her. She doesn't look for others and they don't bully her. Even Tanchun praised her.
But can Aunt Zhao be the same as Aunt Zhou? The latter is Mrs. Wang's dowry and is somewhat related to the Zhou Rui family. Now that Rongguo Mansion is headed by a woman from the Wang family, do the servants in the mansion dare to bully her? The biggest difference between Aunt Zhao and Aunt Zhou is that she is unfair, and this injustice largely stems from her two children, Tanchun and Jia Huan.
She has to fight for her children. It seems that she has many unreasonable demands, but she is actually fighting for benefits.
She is from the market and just wants to survive.
The maids were served tea and then sent out to get something else. Ma Daopo took the tea and ate and listened quietly.
Not long after, Xiao Jixiang brought a small plate of things and placed it beside Ma Daopo's table.
Ma Daopo picked up the plate and looked at it carefully, then came closer and smelled it: "Look, this thing smells sweet, how come I have never seen it before?" After saying that, she raised a mouthful and threw it into her mouth, and was instantly filled with the sweet smell.
Ruan Nuo was completely conquered.
"Is it delicious?" Aunt Zhao said with a smile: "This is a snack sent by Jie Yuanlang. Except inside, you can never eat it outside."
Speaking of Jia Lan, Aunt Zhao's eyes immediately revealed various colors such as envy and gratitude: "Perhaps it is really the blessing of Wenquxing. This brother Lan used to be just like his mother, he was always indifferent, but
Since entering school, my personality has changed a lot.
Although he is still lukewarm in his treatment of others, his etiquette is not ambiguous at all. He always sends something over during the holidays, including Huan'er's reading notes, pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
In this mansion, only the family from Daoxiang Village treats me well. If not, I wouldn’t even be able to spare the bunch of copper coins that I pay you every month.”
After saying that, she sighed and took a simple food box from the maid's hand and handed it to Ma Daopo: "Thanks to you for helping me in the past, you can take this snack back to eat. It's the only thing I can give away now."
That’s all.”
Ma Daopo's expression froze slightly when she heard this. She subconsciously took the food box and lowered her head to hide her eyes. She heard that it was Jia Lan's handiwork. Her eyes were full of taboos, and her mind could not help but recall the embarrassing scene half a year ago.
, the body trembled slightly, and a wave of resentment rose up.
Raising his head again, Ma Daopo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked tentatively: "You have said so much, why don't you go into theory?"
What she said was vague, but Aunt Zhao understood what she meant, and immediately sighed: "Oh my god, this house is full of their people, how can I reason?"
Ma Daopo heard the resentment and laughed: "I didn't say something sinful, but if you dare, you will calculate it secretly and still be scolded all day long?"
These words were said lightly, but they were like thunder in Aunt Zhao's ears. She jumped up in fright. Without caring about anything, she quickly opened the curtain and went out of the room to look around. When she was sure that there were only two little girls at the door, she felt relieved.
.
After sending the maid away, Aunt Zhao returned to the house and stared: "Are you crazy?! How can I have the courage to do such a thing!"
Ma Daopo snorted: "That's why I said you don't dare! If this thing is done well and all future troubles are eliminated, wouldn't your life be easier? Even your brothers and sisters will benefit, won't it?
?"
She stood up from the kang seat in a hurry and looked at Aunt Zhao blankly.
Ma Daopo seemed to be a different person from her expression to her tone. Aunt Zhao was startled at first, and a feeling of suffocation came over her. Her eyes were frightened and panicked. She struggled and shouted all the way, but no sound came out. In the end, she slowly became
Get numb.
The room was completely quiet, except for Ma Daopo's breathtaking laughter.
Jia Lan bid farewell to Mrs. Sheng and said goodbye to his master Sheng Hong. Now he finally met Sheng Hong's sons.
To be precise, they should be the two eldest sons of the Sheng family, Sheng Changbai and Sheng Changfeng.
To be fair, the dominant genes of this Sheng family are quite reliable. The Minglan I just met, the two brothers I met now, the daughter Juan is so quiet and pretty, and the boys both have clear features.
Jia Lan was not arrogant because of his background and fame. Instead, he stepped forward to greet Changbai Changfeng.
Upon meeting each other, the two brothers immediately recognized each other.
Changbai is a humble gentleman, and he calls Jia Lan Jieyuanlang, but his tone is calm, neither greedy nor flattering, and he has a scholarly elegance.
Chang Feng, on the other hand, was far from calm. He just bowed his hands and saluted, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
After a conversation, Jia Lan knew that Chang Bai was indeed as his name suggests, a bit pedantic, but his foundation in Confucian classics was quite solid and he had a wide range of knowledge. If Jia Lan hadn't had an almost photographic memory, he would have almost been unable to pick up on some topics.
Jia Lan also discovered that Chang Bai was indeed very similar to Sheng Hong in his bones. He seemed conservative, but he also had an aura of aura.
As for Chang Feng, he is more childish. He is more than one and a half points behind his eldest brother academically. He has learned to restrain himself after bumping into Jia Lan a few times. It seems that he is still more or less sensible. I just don’t know if it’s the effect of Sheng Hong watching eagerly from the side.
After all, there is Baoyu’s example before, and Changfeng also seems to be afraid of his father.
Seeing this, Jia Lan smiled and chatted with him about horseback riding and outing. Chang Feng's somewhat gloomy expression suddenly became clear, and he chatted with Jia Lan nonstop about Cuju, archery, and polo. If Sheng Hong hadn't been there,
He even wanted to drag Jialan back to his courtyard to play a few rounds.
Chang Bai on the side looked at his younger brother with a dumbfounded look, and at the same time gave Jia Lan a meaningful smile.