Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 366 Snow

After a short rest, Lai Shangrong had no time to realize that the two ladies of Rong Mansion had the convenience at their disposal and started to get busy again.

With the first snowfall in winter, the construction of the industrial park had to be suspended.

However, planning and other matters were still carried out in an orderly manner. In addition, he was promoted to Minister of Household Affairs. While he was familiar with the business, he also had to participate in the morning court.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, he didn't want to stay in Rongguo Mansion anymore.

Although I could sleep until dawn, I still had to go home and change into my official uniform. It was snowy and the roads were slippery, so naturally I was too lazy to do both.

On the day of rest, Mrs. Wang's surprise came too suddenly. He was so excited that he forgot to ask for Xiao Hong.

However, now no more than before, Mrs. Wang was already obeying her words, and he didn't take it to heart.

On this day, the first snow had just arrived. Lai Shangrong, who had finished exercising in Huifang Garden, saw Xichun nibbling on a pen hanging in the sun room.

Lai Shangrong quietly moved to the sun room, walked around behind Xichun, held him in his arms with one hand, and stretched out his other hand to hold Xichun's pen.

He leaned close to Xichun's ear, took a breath of hot air, and whispered softly: "Sister Xichun, why don't you start writing? Is it because you don't know how to start?"

Xichun was visibly trembled by his sudden attack. After hearing his voice, she calmed down and put Fen back in his arms.

"Xichun wanted to paint this snowy scene for Brother Lai, but he was afraid that he was not good at his art and would ruin the beautiful scenery. He didn't know how to paint for a while!"

"No matter how good your skills are without emotional integration, they are just showing off your craftsmanship after all! As long as Sister Xichun puts her heart into it, there is no way it will be ruined."

Lai Shangrong paused for a moment, then continued: "Since Sister Xichun doesn't know how to write, how about Brother Lai make this decision for you?"

Xichun nodded and said: "Yeah! I was just painting for Brother Lai, and Brother Lai made the decision. It couldn't be better!"

Lai Shangrong put his arms around Xichun's slender waist, straightened the arm holding Xichun, and guided Xichun to bend down until he reached the top edge of the scroll before he could stop.

He stabilized his body for a long time before slowly tapping the scroll and saying, "How about just writing here?"

At this time, Xichun was already in love with her face, and her hand was trembling, and the ink was scattered on the scroll.

He said in a trembling voice: "Xichun listens to Brother Lai!"

Lai Shangrong looked at the dots of ink on the scroll and said with a smile: "There is no need to change the drawing paper. How to integrate these dots into the painting is a question that Brother Lai has set for you."

"Hey!~" Xichun agreed.

Lai Shangrong laughed and said: "Brother Lai has to go to court, so I won't accompany you!"

With that said, he stood up and left the sun room.

It took Xichun a long time to calm down.

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Lai Shangrong had breakfast and took the car to go to court.

In the quiet and remote courtyard of Mani Temple.

Miaoyu, who was wearing a fur coat, was no longer as depressed as she was a few months ago.

I saw her pushing the door open and looking at the two middle-aged nuns who were clearing the snow in the courtyard. She exclaimed and asked: "Such a beautiful scenery is just the time to walk in the snow to find plum blossoms, recite poems and compose poems. How can you allow these people to insult you like this?" !”

"Miss!" Beside him, Bichen, who was dressed like two nuns, quickly bowed to apologize.

"You..." The two nuns suddenly trembled with anger, dropped their brooms angrily, and slammed the courtyard door angrily.

Go all the way to the main hall and find the host.

He said angrily: "President! What the hell is that Miaoyu! We worshiped her as a Bodhisattva, but she didn't know what to do, so she was kind enough to clear the snow for her, but she got scolded instead!"

"Alas!" The host was also troubled, sighed, and comforted: "It's easy to ask for help, but it's hard to send him away. When I saw that she had an old relationship with Princess Beijing, I thought I could buy more sesame oil money, but who knew she was actually such a person? Virtue, I don’t dare to rush now, it’s better to endure the calm for a while, and you will suffer more!”

"Host! It's not that we are complaining. Princess Beijing has indeed given her a lot of money for sesame oil, but do you think how much money she has spent in the past few months? If we can leave some for the nunnery's expenses, we will not be so angry. That's all, but forget it if you don't have any balance, you still have to accept her anger and serve her!" The situation is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change.

Ever since he met Princess Beijing and stayed at Mani Temple, Miaoyu gradually began to grow.

At first, she was quite measured and only asked the host to arrange for people to help clean the courtyard.

But as the weather got colder, the only monk's robe became too thin.

How could she get used to the coarse linen clothes in the nunnery?
Although Miaoyu was penniless, Princess Beijing came here often because of her, and she also gave her plenty of money for sesame oil.

She asked the host to buy some wardrobe, and the host pointed her to retain Princess Beijing, the God of Wealth. He also felt that she was needed by the business, so he agreed to allocate the money.

However, after getting this started, Miaoyu was out of control, and gradually began to ask for incense and so on.

In addition, autumn has passed and it is winter again, and fur clothes and fur coats are also expensive. Calculated carefully, Princess Beijing has spent seven or eighty-eight dollars on her sesame oil alone.

Mani'an is like a company. If you have strong business ability and generate income for the company, then the treatment will be better.

But relying on my background, I can spend whatever I earn, that’s all.

If you want others to serve you, you will offend the public.

Therefore, no one in the huge Mani Temple wanted to see her.

"Forget it! Forget it! She is related to the princess, and we can't afford to offend her. It's your turn only once every ten days and a half, so just bear with it if you can!"

"I don't do morning prayers, or ordain, or worship Buddha, and I talk all day long. I don't look like a monk at all!"

The two nuns were still in a difficult mood and kept chattering: "I don't know, I thought she was some powerful person who kept her in the outer room of our nunnery!"

"That's right! That's right! Why does she have a family like this? I think it would be easier to just be a foreigner, and there is no need to harm us!"

"Tell me, is she really an outlaw of some family, and was kicked out by the main wife?"

"Otherwise, with her penniless condition, how could she get to know the princess?"

"Eighty percent of it is an affair without a matchmaker, otherwise there's no way he would be able to leave the house cleanly!"

There was more than one host in the hall, and when it came to Miaoyu, everyone shared the same hatred and started talking at random.

Seeing that he was becoming more and more unbearable as he talked, and even wanted to describe his Mani Temple as a place where filth was hidden, the host shouted: "Okay! Stop talking about it. If it is really like what you said, what will happen to the princess?" So I can make friends with her?"

"This……"

As soon as these words came out, all the nuns didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly dispersed.

If the reputation of Princess Beijing is implicated, it is no joke.

"Bao...Baochen...when did you come?"

They were in a group just now and didn't notice Bichen standing at the door, in a dilemma. Now they dispersed and found her.

Baichen gritted his teeth and said, "I just...just came here. The lady asked me to come over and ask if I had pens, ink, paper and inkstones. She..."

In fact, as soon as the two sweeping nuns left, Miaoyu became interested and told her to come over and ask for pens, inks, papers and inkstones.

She had heard all the unpleasant words, but she knew that her young lady had already become a target of public criticism in the nunnery.

But Miaoyu was not one to listen to advice, and because she was confident, she could only take the blame from both sides and hide it from both sides.

Without saying a word, the host shook his head, motioning for her to go get it with him.

Originally, he was still on his side and might not be able to refuse, but now he didn't know how much Bichen heard, for fear that she would go back and complain.

If Miaoyu was allowed to use the topic to bring the matter to Princess Beijing, if someone were to accuse her of slandering the princess, the entire Mani Temple would be doomed.

(End of this chapter)