The Red Mansions

Chapter 162 Jia Yun: Are you willing to come with me?

He Shuangqing's first name was Qingqing, and she was the second daughter in the family, so she was named Shuangqing.

Uncle He Shuangqing works as a handyman in Yixue.

Her home is not far from Yixue. When she was a child, she would go to play with her uncle secretly when her parents were busy with their livelihood. Later, she stood outside the window of the school and listened to the class seriously.

Seeing such a bright and clever He Shuangqing, the teacher of Yixue made an exception and let her into the classroom.

Little He Shuangqing is a child who knows how to repay her kindness.

The husband let her into the classroom, and she served him tea and water after class, added charcoal in winter, and played a fan in summer.

In this way, three years have passed, and He Shuangqing has not only been able to read and punctuate sentences, but also the appearance of poems.

Three years have passed, and He Shuangqing is ten years old.

Mother thinks that the girl is old enough to run around all day, like a crazy girl. She is afraid that she will not be able to marry in the future, so she no longer lets her go to the charity school every day, and lets her stay at home and learn needlework.

He Shuangqing does housework with her mother at home, but she still can't let go of writing, ink and poetry.

She used the money she earned as a female celebrity, and Uncle Yang bought paper, pens and inkstones. Whenever she had free time, she would sit at the dinner table and write poems and compositions.

I also asked my uncle to bring her homework to the school for correction by the teacher. The teacher often wrote encouraging words on her homework, and was secretly amazed at her rapid progress.

The crops in the field were planted and harvested, harvested and planted again, and in a blink of an eye He Shuangqing had grown into a slim and graceful girl.

The inner beauty of poetry and prose makes her more reserved and profound than other country girls.

Although He Shuangqing has excellent poetic talent and charm, in the eyes of the country people, these are worthless.

"My father passed away a few years ago. Recently, my mother asked my uncle to be the master, and wanted to find a marriage with me..."

He Shuangqing and Jia Yun were walking on the ridge, with a look of sadness on their faces.

Men should marry, women should marry.

Parents to enrich people.

He Shuangqing is extremely talented. Although he didn't want to marry a tenant who didn't know a single character, he didn't dare to resist.

Jia Yun nodded lightly, glanced at the slim He Shuangqing, and said hesitantly, "Are you willing to come with me?"

"Ah?" He Shuangqing's face was startled, she stopped, her eyes widened, and she said in astonishment: "Your Excellency, can you see me as a peasant girl?"

The identity difference between the two parties is too great.

He Shuangqing thought that Jia Yun was talking to her because she liked her poems, but she didn't dare to think otherwise.

She also just thought of the recent marriages that her family sought out for her. Most of them chose tenant families, and the conditions were not very good, so she said a few words in melancholy, but she was unexpectedly happy.

Seeing Jia Yun smiling and nodding, He Shuangqing had mixed feelings, she knelt down and kowtowed in joy and excitement, and said, "Your Excellency does not dislike the appearance of the little girl Pu Liu, and is willing to rescue and take in the little girl, woooo..."

Before she could finish speaking, she actually wept with joy and choked up, the surprise came so suddenly.

Jia Yun sighed, stepped forward to help her up, held her face, wiped her tears, smiled and said, "Why are you crying so much, so happy..."

He Shuangqing stopped crying, bowed her head, her face was shy, and her face was flushed.

Although she is a country girl who likes to communicate with literati and students, she has always adhered to her duty. She has never had such intimate contact with a man.

"My lord, let people see." He Shuangqing pursed her lips and said shyly.

Jia Yun smiled, let go of her, and walked towards the village, saying: "This time I will choose a dozen or so maids from you and bring them back to the capital, and you will be considered as companions when you accompany them. "

Selecting maidservants at the tenant's house is also a means for the master's family to win over the tenants.

There are many maids in Jia's mansion, who are selected from the farm.

Boys are preferred to girls these days, and having too many daughters is a burden.

Being able to send a daughter to the master's house as a maid is not only a monthly fee, but also a very honorable thing.

Of course, not only daughters, but sons can also be bookboys, servants or long-term attendants. For most tenants, this has a better future than burying their heads in farming.

However, Jia Yun only needs a maid this time, and the others are not used for the time being.

He Shuangqing was very happy when he heard the words. It is naturally good to have people who are familiar with the same village go to the capital together.

After Jia Yun left, He Shuangqing stood under the big tree in front of her house and watched from afar.

It wasn't until Jia Yun was no longer in sight that He Shuangqing looked away, and when she got home, she began to tidy up and salute enthusiastically.

Just now, Ni Er and the manager of the farm had come to her house and told her mother about taking her to Beijing.

Mother He was overjoyed, she didn't refuse at all, she just said it was her daughter's blessing.

After Jia Yun returned to the other courtyard, she ordered Meiren and Liren to be responsible for selecting maids.

It's a pity that Xiren is not here, otherwise she has more experience and knows which girls are more worthy of training.

After Xue Pan heard that Jia Yun wanted to choose maids, he also yelled: "When will my brother-in-law go back? If I have time, I will also send someone to Jinling Zhuangzi to choose some maids to take back."

"Haha, don't harm others, isn't it enough to be accompanied by those skinny horses?" Jia Yun laughed loudly.

Xue Pan said depressedly: "You are a typical example of only allowing state officials to set fires and not allowing common people to light lamps. Could it be that the maids you choose just watch and don't eat?"

"Come on, most of the maids I chose are little maids. When they grow up, they will be released from the house. If you really envy them, just buy a few more skinny horses and go back to raise them." Jia Yun suggested.

Xue Pan smacked his lips and said, "This skinny horse tastes enough, but it has a little more dusty air, not as pure and charming as a girl from a good family."

"No, it's okay if you don't say it. I feel itchy when I say it. This time, I must choose some girls from my own farm to take back."

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Jia Yun said, "Then quickly arrange for people to go to Jinling. We will only stay here for a few days at most. If you don't hurry up, it may be too late."

"I'll arrange for someone to go to Jinling." Xue Pan turned around and left after hearing this.

Jia Yun shook her head and smiled, and when she came to the back house, she saw Lin Daiyu sitting on the swing, reading a scroll with her hand in her hand.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Lin Daiyu raised her head and asked curiously, "I just heard the commotion in the front yard, what are you doing?"

"Oh, I told Ni Er and Mei Ren to pick some maids from the farm and take them back to Beijing." Jia Yun said with a smile.

Lin Daiyu nodded, got up and handed the book to Zijuan, then turned around and asked, "Are you done with the business on the farm?"

"Well, there is nothing else to do except choosing a maid." Jia Yun nodded.

Lin Daiyu sighed and said, "Then you are leaving?"

Jia Yun smiled and said, "I want to leave, but you have to leave too. Did Master Lin not tell you that he will come to Beijing with us?"

"Ah! Really?" Lin Daiyu's face brightened, "My father really didn't tell me about this, I thought I would stay in Gusu!"

Jia Yun laughed loudly and gave Lin Daiyu a look.

Lin Daiyu covered her mouth with a smile, nodded slightly, and then walked into the room.

Jia Yun followed behind. After entering the room, she closed the door and stepped forward to hug Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu responded jerky, and soon lost her strength.

"No! No! No!" Suddenly, Lin Daiyu pressed Jia Yun's hand, blushing, disheveled hair, raised her head and said in panic: "Brother Yun, you can't do this, you really can't bear it, I'll call Zijuan to come in and serve you .”

Jia Yun kissed her deeply, nodded and said, "Alright, let Zijuan come in!"

"En." Lin Daiyu hummed lightly, and immediately opened the door, calling Zijuan who was waiting outside the door.

"You take good care of Brother Yun for me." Lin Daiyu whispered to Zijuan.

Zijuan's face was happy, she pursed her lips, nodded and said: "Girl, did the slave really give it to her?"

Seeing Lin Daiyu nodding, Zicuckoo stepped forward a few steps, lowered her head, clutched the hem of her clothes with both hands, not daring to look at Jia Yun.

Jia Yun chuckled, picked her up by the waist, looked back at Lin Daiyu, and asked, "Aren't you going in to have a look?"

"No, I'll wait here for you to come out." Lin Daiyu shook her head and said, blushing up to her ears.

Jia Yun was not reluctant, and went into the inner bedroom with Zijuan in her arms.

After a while, Lin Daiyu heard Zijuan's scream, and couldn't help being startled.

She took a few deep breaths, came to the round table and sat down, listening to the sound of the azalea in the room, her eyes showed a trace of resentment, and her heart was also a little sad.

With her temperament, Jia Yun should have been angry for such a mischief.

But for some reason, she couldn't bear to reject Jia Yun.

If it wasn't for my own perseverance, I'm afraid I even gave it to him.

"I owed him in the previous life, will I pay the debt in this life?"

Lin Daiyu thought to herself, listening to the shouts of Zijuan in the room, mixed with applause, she couldn't help but feel a little weak.

"I didn't think Zicuckoo was so coquettish? Does it sound good?" Lin Daiyu pouted and thought to herself.

Then I thought about it again: "Brother Yun likes this? Yes, he has a lot of tricks, so he likes this. Do I want to learn it in the future?"

Thinking that she would be so shameless, Lin Daiyu's face became hot, and she lay down on the table in an instant, extremely shy.

Time passed slowly, and I don't know how long it took, and the house was finally calm.

Lin Daiyu came back to her senses, and softly called Xueyan to prepare hot water to serve her, and she followed in, wanting to see what real boudoir happiness is like.

After entering the inner room, Lin Daiyu found that the room was in a mess, and the Zicuckoo on the bed had disheveled hair, sweating profusely, flushed cheeks, closed eyes, and a satisfied face.

Shocked, she stepped forward and held Zijuan's hand, worried: "Zijuan, are you okay?"

Zijuan closed her eyes and shook her head, said in a low voice: "Girl, I'm fine, but I'm a little tired right now, I'll rest for a while before talking to the girl."

Lin Daiyu breathed a sigh of relief, seeing the sheets, her pupils shrank, and she thought, "This is the most precious thing in my daughter's house."

Seeing her absent minded, Jia Yun asked with a smile, "Is this the first time I've seen such a scene?"

Lin Daiyu came back to her senses, gave him a blank look, and said angrily: "Is your question really unreasonable? Is it possible that I have other places where I can see this kind of scene?"

Then, she saw the place Xueyan was cleaning up for Jia Yun, and she was startled, her face turned red.

Jia Yun chuckled and waved to her.

Lin Daiyu hesitated for a moment, took a few steps forward, was held by Jia Yun, gently pulled her hand, and lay down beside her...

(End of this chapter)