Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 197: A Chance Encounter on the Street - Secret Whispers in the Boudoir (available tomorrow)
Chapter 197: A Chance Encounter on the Street - Secret Whispers in the Boudoir (available tomorrow)
Hearing someone calling him, Jia Lan subconsciously raised his head and followed the direction of the sound, but met a pair of dark, bright, twinkling eyes, which revealed a bit of surprise.
If you take a closer look, you will see that they are several familiar figures who have only been separated for a short time.
"Miss Luo, what a coincidence?"
The people in front of him were none other than the Eleventh Mother of the Luo family whom Jia Lan met on her way back, as well as the maids Dongqing, Binju and Qiuju beside her.
"Look, I'm right, it's really Mr. Jia." Dongqing said happily.
Eleven Niang nodded towards Dongqing and looked at Jialan with a slight smile.
Bin Ju muttered: "Obviously I was the first to see the strongman next to Mr. Jia."
Jia Lan's ears were sharp. Hearing this, he couldn't help but glance at Wu Gui beside him, with a smile on his lips.
Wu Gui’s burly figure is indeed very recognizable.
Today, he is no longer the "muddlehead" of the past, and I don't know how Jiao Da trained him. In just a few months, Wu Gui, who was somewhat cowardly and incompetent, has completely changed into a new person. Although he is still naive, his temperament has become much more stoic.
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The last time he was rushing to take the exam, he was attacked halfway. Wu Gui accompanied Jia Lan through many difficulties along the way.
The happiest person for this was none other than Qingwen, and Jia Lan also enjoyed some rare tenderness.
Dongqing and Binju chatted for a while, then turned their eyes and asked, "Mr. Jia, are you here specially to wait for my girl?"
"Ah?"
Jia Lan was slightly startled, but he quickly came to his senses.
It turned out that without realizing it, I actually walked to Xianling Pavilion. No wonder people thought so.
"It's not something special. It's just that the new year is approaching and I want to buy some gifts. I remembered that Miss Luo once recommended the embroidery here, so I came here by accident. I didn't expect to meet the girl by such a coincidence."
Jia Lan smiled and told how he accidentally walked here after reading the notice.
After hearing this, Eleven Niang pursed her lips and smiled. Dongqing blinked her eyes and said in surprise: "We were also entangled by people who were looking at the notices. We really couldn't move forward, so the girl said we might as well go to Xianling Pavilion first." p>
Jia Lan smiled and said: "That's a coincidence."
That day at Yuqiuyi, after learning that Jia Lan was actually the Jieyuan of the Shuntian Prefecture of Jinke, or the dignified Rongguo Prefecture, both Eleven Niang and Aunt Lu were shocked, and they did not recover for a long time.
Therefore, when Eleven Niang met Jia Lan for the first time today, she was still a little cautious.
Looking at Jia Lan who was still so gentle after changing her clothes, Eleven Niang relaxed and asked curiously: "Will the young master go to the polo match mentioned in the notice? With the young master's ability,
I think I will definitely win the crown."
Jia Lan shook his head: "There are many people who are more skilled in bow and horse than me in the hidden dragons and crouching tigers in Shenjing City."
"Young Master Jia has a rich family background, so why should you belittle yourself?" Eleven Niang's tone was a bit resentful, but her eyes were full of encouragement and more of expectation.
"Girl 11, it is true that since Xian Rongguo passed away, my family has not participated in the polo match in Beijing for a long time. The players in the house have already been sent away. Even if I have this idea, polo is not
One person can fight alone. Two fists are hard to beat with four hands. I am not an eight-armed Nezha. I can't win, so why bother to go on stage and embarrass myself?" Jia Lan sighed, spread his hands and showed his helplessness.
Expression.
Eleven Niang's eyes widened. She didn't expect that Jialan, who had always been elegant and gentle, changed his style and became a little unruly. She was speechless.
However, Dongqing beside her was amused by Jia Lan's appearance, "I didn't expect Mr. Jia to have such a good face. Fortunately, the girl keeps praising you for being a beautiful and refined person."
Jia Lan smiled: "No matter how refined I am, I can't take the initiative to ask for trouble. Isn't this inviting disaster for myself?"
Eleven Niang was also so amused that she covered her mouth and laughed: "So, it's me who has embarrassed the young master."
After saying that, she glanced at the Xianling Pavilion next to her and invited Jia Lan to come to the pavilion to take a look at the embroidery: "Since the young master has arrived in front of the Xianling Pavilion, as an apprentice of the Xianling Pavilion, I must do my best." p>
Xianling Pavilion is a famous embroidery workshop in the country. Eleven Niang worships Master Jian, the most famous embroiderer in Xianling Pavilion. She has studied female embroidery for several years and is very familiar with Xianling Pavilion.
"This is a big thank you to Miss Eleven." Jia Lan solemnly expressed his gratitude. Since he happened to come to Xianling Pavilion, it was unintentional, so naturally he couldn't deny the other party's kindness.
Seeing that Jia Lan was so free and easy-going, without any of the common problems that literati talked about, Eleven Niang was even more happy.
Leaving Wu Guihou outside, Jia Lan, Eleven and others entered the Xianling Pavilion one by one.
Not long after, two figures tiptoed out of the pavilion. When they saw Wu Gui, they were shocked. They quickly turned around quietly, turned their backs to Wu Gui, and walked away under his strange eyes.
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Wu Gui looked at the backs of the two women and scratched the back of his head in confusion.
Shengfu, the backyard of Shouantang.
"Girl! Girl!"
Minglan looked at the nvhong in her hand, sighed quietly, then turned her head and cursed at the source of the sound: "What are you doing yelling in broad daylight?"
Xiaotao ran over panting and grabbed Minglan's arm, startling her.
Looking at Dan Ju coming from behind, Ming Lan thought something big had happened and quickly calmed down her expression: "Xiao Tao? You guys?"
"Master Lan is back!"
"Ah?"
Minglan blinked, and it took her a while to understand the meaning of the girl's words.
"Are you talking about Mr. Lan from the Jia family?"
"Yeah!" Xiaotao kept nodding, then quickly put on an angry expression and scolded Jialan a few times.
Minglan looked amused: "Why, you guys met and he didn't recognize you? Or did he do something to offend you?"
Xiao Tao shook her head.
"Why is that?" Minglan asked curiously.
"I'm stupid, so let's talk about it, Sister Danju." Xiao Tao moved her mouth, but finally said in frustration.
Danju smiled and stepped forward to tell Minglan what she had seen today.
She and Xiao Tao went out to buy things, and when passing by Xianling Pavilion, they went in for a stroll. Unexpectedly, they met Jia Lan and Luo Shiniang walking in, talking and laughing, and they were so frightened that they quickly stepped aside... p>
They found out that the woman was a concubine of the Luo family of Hube, a disciple of the master of Xianling Pavilion, and had just arrived in Shenjing from Jiangzuo.
"A concubine?" Minglan's eyes flashed.
Xiao Tao said angrily: "It's obvious that they are very familiar with each other. They hang out with women when they go out. Sure enough, none of the men in the Jia family are upright!"
Dan Ju said: "No, Mr. Jia and the girl from the Luo family are obviously just ordinary friends. I have noticed that it is obviously the girl from the Luo family who is introducing the embroidery, while Mr. Jia is here to buy things. He is listening attentively.
From the beginning to the end, neither of them acted beyond the rules."
She glanced at Xiao Tao: "If you hadn't almost attracted Mr. Jia's attention with your bluster, we wouldn't have had to run away like thieves."
"Is it my fault?" Xiao Tao drooped her mouth.
Minglan looked at Xiao Tao, who looked aggrieved, and laughed.
PS: I couldn’t find the author’s comment on the PC, so I simply wrote it here. I was notified today and it will be on the shelves tomorrow.
What I can guarantee at the moment is to update it as much as possible after it is put on the shelves, and at the same time, the plot should be written as concisely as possible to avoid unnecessary statements.