Xian Sun of the Ning Mansion of the Red Chamber

Chapter 48 Destiny

Let's look at that noble young man in brocade clothes, his face is round and fleshy, he is wearing brocade embroidered clothes, a jade ring around his waist, a big red hairpin on his head, he walks with splayed steps, he shakes his head and shoulders as he walks, his gaze There seemed to be no one around as far as he could reach, and there were seven or eight slaves around him, and they followed Ren Yazi into the gate of the manor.

Feng Yuan was waiting for the matchmaker to hand over the contract, so he took Yinglian away. The thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl was just like a budding flower, and Yinglian was not a symbol, but it made him feel unbearable. Wonderful person, she should be raised in a deep boudoir, how can she always stay in such a dirty place?
Thinking in her heart, she glanced at Yinglian who was on the side from time to time, the greed in her expression was undisguised.

"I knew there were such wonderful people in this world, so why bother me for so many years." Thinking about it, Feng Yuan looked at the boy beside him with disgust.

Just when Feng Yuan was in a trance, he heard footsteps in the courtyard again, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a crowd of seven or eight slaves appearing in the inner courtyard.

After the nobleman entered the door, there was no one else in his eyes, a pair of aggressive eyeballs only stared at Yinglian and did not move away.

The two people looked at each other, their eyes were full of helplessness, and they thought: "What a disaster!"

These wealthy sons are the most unreasonable. After serving them well, they will be rewarded with a lot of money. If they meet difficult people, they will be the unlucky ones. This kind of scene where two dragons compete for one phoenix is ​​not uncommon for them.

At that moment, Yazi turned sideways and said to the noble young master, "Master, someone bought this one, why don't we look at other things?"

Yazi just finished speaking, when he was pushed aside by Hao Nu, only to hear the Hao Nu say: "Don't make trouble here, disturb our master's elegant mood!"

From the moment Feng Yuan saw Xiangling, he regarded Xiangling as his own taboo. It was only because of the strength of seven or eight people in the other party that he had the heart to forbear it. Now he saw that fat man who knew that the flower had an owner, but still looked full of lust. The appearance of the sky, how can I bear it anymore.

The next side step blocked Yinglian.

The young master returned to his senses, smiled contemptuously, and ignored Feng Yuan, but said to the noble slaves beside him: "Give them the silver, and send them back to the mansion!"

It's so arrogant!

The two young masters, one rich and one expensive, can tell who is superior at this moment.

Feng Yuan couldn't bear it any longer, and shouted: "That fat man, don't insult others, this girl has already been bought!"

Being called out as a fat man, the noble young master trembled slightly and was about to explode. It so happened that at this moment the matchmaker came out of the house with a body certificate in hand.

Seeing this, the aristocratic young master winked at his subordinates, and as soon as a hero rushed forward, he snatched the body deed from the matchmaker, and then took out a thousand tael silver note from his bosom and stuffed it into the matchmaker's hand.

The young master sneered at Feng Yuan, stretched out his five fingers and said, "Bring the contract document!"

Feng Yuan's face was livid, and he cursed angrily: "Fatty, don't be ashamed!"

Being exposed and abused repeatedly, your young master is not tempered, pointing at Feng Yuan and yelling to all the slaves: "I really beat you to death!"

Seven or eight strong slaves rushed up, their aura so fierce that everyone in the courtyard fled to the wall to avoid it, even Feng Yuan's servant retreated a few steps in a daze, not daring to go forward.

"Hugh hurt my darling!" Your young master reminded him from the side.

Poor Feng Yuan is usually just a rich man, and he has never practiced boxing. All the slaves are used to domineering, and they don't know how to strike. After a while, Mr. Feng on the ground can only see the air, but not the air. Son.

Seeing Feng Yuan's wailing ceased, the slaves gave up resentfully.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly whispered into the noble son's ear: "Master, I can't help beating people, I'm afraid I won't survive!"

The nobleman was only slightly stunned when he heard this, and said: "What are you afraid of! My master always walks sideways in Jinling. If there is a lawsuit, everything will be settled with a letter of worship. Who dare not give my Xue family face! "

But who is this young man?
In a good year in Jinling, there is heavy snow, and pearls are like earth and gold is like iron.

It is Xue Pan, Xue Wenqi, the descendants of Ziwei Sheren Xue Gong in the past!

Don't look at the words in this herringbone name, but he is extravagant in temperament, arrogant in speech, and flamboyant.

Although Xue Pan is proud, he also knows that beating someone to death is not a trivial matter, so he doesn't want to stay here for a long time. He just threatened Ren Yazi with bad words and frightened Feng Yuan's servant, so he dragged Yinglian up. , Shi Shi left.

Not long after the few people left over there, Feng Yuan really lost his breath, his eyes widened, and he went to the underworld.

The older generation of the Feng family is no longer alive, and Feng Yuan is the only son. Fortunately, there are generations of old servants who are still loyal, so he wanted to seek justice for his master. The next day, he took several servants and carried the body straight to Go to Shangyuan County Yamen.

At this time, all the official seals are being removed, and civil affairs are no longer accepted. Yucun, who is the magistrate of Shangyuan County, has already hung the seal and returned to his hometown to visit his relatives.

The old servant of the Feng family failed to ask for advice for the first time, and he still didn't want to give up, so he waited for the opening of the seal on the 21st of the first month before suing.

Fortunately, it was winter at this time, and the corpse could still be preserved.

When Xue Pan returned home, he didn't mention this matter, afraid of his mother's nagging, he only said that he bought a maid on the street and wanted to take it as a concubine.

Xue's mother saw the rouge between Yinglian's eyebrows, but she felt displeased for no reason, but she couldn't resist Xue Pan, saying that he was still young and had never married a wife, so she could only keep Xiangling by her side Serving, but the matter of taking concubines has to be postponed for a few years.

I also heard that Yinglian was bought from Ren Yazi, and she came from a lowly family background, so she called her Yinglian, fearing that she would cause bad luck, so she changed her name to Xiangling, that's all.

Jia Ying, who was in the capital, knew nothing about what happened in Jinling. Even if he knew, it was the cold winter months and the distance was far away, so he couldn't fly there.

Jia Ying took Xi'er with her at the moment, and found a few skillful craftsmen to make novelty gadgets for Sister Lin.

Ever since seeing Daiyu anxious and anxious that day, Jia Ying has been thinking of finding a way to mediate for him. In Daiyu's situation, apart from being weak and able to benefit from medicine and stones, the more important thing is to relieve her. Mood, neither of these can be achieved in a day or two.

It's just that in the cold winter season, the vegetation is withered, and there is no good place to relax. Jia Ying has no good solution for a while.

It so happened that one day I met a few sisters playing Tian Jiu Xing Xing together, Jia Ying suddenly had an idea in his heart and thought of something interesting.

Mahjong!

Mahjong, a table game in leisure time, has a long history in history, and each period also has different playing rules.

Just like the Tianjiu played by the sisters, it is a kind of mahjong.

The difference is different from the mahjong that Jia Ying has seen. There are only 32 tiles in Tianjiu, while the mahjong of later generations has more than 100 tiles. Jia Ying only played the one with 130 tiles.

Although it is all mahjong, playing Tianjiu has long since lost its novelty to everyone. It is not afraid that these girls will not be interested in changing the cards and playing methods.

It's better for a few people to have fun together than to let Daiyu be alone.

　Thanks to the book friend "Drunken 2333" for the five recommendation tickets!Thanks to the book friend "Water Mirror Master" for the recommendation ticket!Thanks to the book friend "Zi l Hu" for the two recommendation tickets!Thanks to the book friend "One Heart, Three Wings" for the four recommendation tickets!Thanks to the book friend "Neural Bing" for the three recommendation tickets!
　　


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