Uncle Lai in the Red Chamber

Chapter 85 Xiu Mu’s Daily Life

It coincides with Lai Shang's retirement.

At three o'clock in the morning, he got up and stood in the house carelessly, enjoying the meticulous care of Second Sister You, Qingwen and Yuchai.

Since Xiu Mu didn't have to get up early, he pretended to complain about Yu Chuan's poor service last night and coaxed Qingwen into serving Sister You in her room, where she had a good time.

Naturally, Qingwen was reluctant at first, but she couldn't stand it. Second Sister You was irritating with her words, and threatened that if the uncle liked this tune, he would let the jade bracelet come up to take his place. Qingwen looked at the jade bracelet that was eager to try, gritted her teeth, and gave up.

Originally, he planned to take the jade bracelet into his house, but last month he had to deal with Ping'er and Yuanyang, so he had been delayed.

This time she was able to passively perform meritorious service. Adhering to the principle of reward for meritorious deeds, she also took advantage of the situation and took over his house.

Fortunately, this girl doesn't need much training when she meets someone for the first time, otherwise he may not be able to cope with it.

Yuchai said cautiously: "Sir! It's my mother's birthday today. Can you please take leave and go back to see me?"

"Go!"

Lai Shangrong stopped immediately and said: "Wait! You and Qingwen go pick out a bracelet, and bring 20 taels of silver back!"

The jade bracelet said happily: "Hey! Thank you, uncle!"

If Sister You and Qingwen weren't still here at this moment, she would have wanted to drag her body to fight again.

As long as the serving uncle Lai is comfortable, he won't care about these external things.

After casually eating some brunch, we left the back garden and came to the east cross courtyard.

I knew he had a rest today, so he didn't go to the soap factory.

"Dad! Have you checked the prices I asked you to check?"

"Here! Although your mother and I are no longer on duty there, there is no need to offend those old friends and just turn a blind eye!"

"How can this son know? It's just that he knows what he's doing. Don't do favors and still be treated as a fool."

"I heard from Niang that you arranged a purchasing errand for Qin Gui? He is the uncle named Pan. Why are you sending him an errand? Isn't it because the eldest master has done something wrong?"

Qin Gui has been working around Jia She, so it is no wonder that Lai Da has such doubts, but Lai Shangrong did not steal his daughter for Jia She's sake.

"No! It just depends on his sincerity, and his daughter is with the Qin family now. After all, she is sister Qin Zhong, so she has to take care of her."

"Son! I remember you said you wanted to marry the Qin family back then. Could you... Although we are not afraid of them now, if word spreads, how will you gain a foothold in the officialdom in the future? It is impossible for you to lose your mind and affect your future career and reputation. !”

"Ahem!" Lai Shangrong choked out a sip of tea and said with a guilty conscience: "Dad! What are you talking about? It's just for Lord Qin's sake."

Then he changed the subject and said: "You are always away from home these days. You won't have anything going on outside, right? Let me tell you, if you try to trick a younger brother or sister out for me, don't blame me for siding with my mother!"

"Bah!" Lai Da spat and said, "Now that you are an official, your wings are hard? Why are you talking to Dad! I didn't do it for your future!"

"My future is rewarded by the emperor. How can you help me by going to the soap workshop every day?"

Lai Da took a look inside the hall and lowered his voice: "Let me tell you, back then, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty felt that Prince Yi Zhong was expected to succeed to the throne. However, the Tian family had extraordinary vision and later devoted all their efforts to support them. Therefore, in recent years, the emperor has not only been grateful to the Tian family, but also The queen only dotes on the empress, and she has a special regard for the uncle of the country. The same reason is true for you to be an official in the court and to be an errand in our house. As long as the master is happy, he will not treat you badly. We have no contact with the emperor, so we can sell more for the uncle of the country. With some strength, as long as the Queen is willing to blow the pillow wind, are you worried about not having a bright future?"

Seeing that his father looked like a lucky villain, Lai Shangrong also felt powerless for a while. After all, it was because of his limited background, and he always didn't have enough structure when looking at problems.

Can the emperor's wine bags and rice bags be the same as those of the Jia family?As long as you can make money for him, standing in line is much more effective than going through the back door.

After getting along with each other for this period of time, he could see to some extent that according to modern parlance, Uncle Guo was the emperor's white glove.

Moreover, in the most ruthless emperor's family, an emperor who came from behind to win the throne would be an affectionate person?

That's it!

I didn’t want to explain this to my father, so I could only let him go.

Returning to the study by the back garden and by the pool, I looked through the price list in my hand.

I don’t know how long I watched, but I heard Qingwen shouting outside: "Uncle! Miss Xiangling is here!"

She had already decided to take a break today, so she asked Qingwen to meet Xiangling in advance. Of course, she couldn't invite her openly, just on the pretext that if she encountered any problems while studying poetry, she might as well come over today and ask.

"Uncle Lai!"

Looking at Xiang Ling, whose appearance was very similar to Qin Keqing's, she smiled softly at him. Lai Shangrong couldn't help but think of the charming figure holding jade feet in her hands on the night of the Lantern Festival.Involuntarily, he stretched out his hand to hold Xiang Ling's arm.

Xiangling didn't understand the sinister nature of people's hearts, so she only thought he meant well.

He smiled gratefully and said: "Miss Lin asked a question yesterday, I made a song, Uncle Lai can help me take a look!"

Then he took out a piece of paper, and Lai Shangrong took it and took a look.

The moon is high in the sky and the night is cold, with clear light and bright shadows.

The poet often thinks of playing to add to the fun, and the wild guest can't bear to watch.

Jade mirrors are hung beside the emerald building, and ice trays are hung outside the pearl curtain.

What's the use of burning silver candles on a good night, when the clear colors are shining brightly on the screen.

Then he smiled and said: "That's right, that's right. You've only been learning it for two months, and it's already rare to be able to do it like this. However, although this song has the meaning, it's just that the wording is inelegant."

Then he told her a thoughtful story, and then said: "You might as well think more carefully about your choice of words and sentences when writing poems in the future! Show it to Miss Lin later and see what she says."

He was just trying to make a fool of himself. He didn't say there was anything indecent about it, but he asked Xiang Ling to think about it.

However, Xiangling didn't notice the difference. Instead, she felt the same way about the careful story. She also felt more and more that Lai Shangrong had extraordinary knowledge, and unconsciously carefully considered her own poems.

Lai Shangrong saw that she was entranced after listening to the story. He knew that she must be thinking about the poem, so he sat back on the chair and motioned to Qingwen beside him to stop making any noise.

During this twist and turn, a pair of evil eyes couldn't help but circle back and forth between Qingwen and Xiangling.

The more I looked at them, the more I felt that the two of them had similar bodies, and I couldn't help but secretly conjecture.

Last night's Second Sister You, Qingwen, and Yuchuan each had their own characteristics, and this Xiangling's appearance is similar to Qin Keqing's, and her stature is similar to Qingwen's. If the three of them were put together, wouldn't it be another scene.

"Qingwen! Miss You asked you to come over!"

Just when I was thinking about whether there was something or not, I heard a sound coming from outside.

This cry woke up Lai Shangrong and Xiangling, and Lai Shangrong quickly crossed his legs.

I heard Qingwen complain: "She can't learn from anyone, why do you want me to teach her!"

"Hehe!" Lai Shangrong laughed awkwardly and said: "Go! This is your needlework, isn't it? Besides, after teaching her, she won't bother you making clothes anymore!"

"Ah!~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiang Ling exclaimed.

Seeing the two people looking at her in confusion, Xiangling said shyly: "My wife also told me something serious and I almost forgot about it!"

"what's up?"

"My wife heard from my aunt that my uncle has a way to keep accounts. I would like to ask if you can teach our uncle!"

Ok?
Xue Pan wants to learn accounting?
Is this reliable?

He tentatively said, "If he really wants to learn, there's nothing he can't teach. It's just that I haven't seen him for a while."

"Uh! My wife said that if I don't mind the trouble, could you write down the accounting method and let Xiang Ling take it back?"

Lai Shangrong smiled and tried: "It's not as easy to understand as written. Why didn't Wenlong come over and tell me in person?"

Xue Pan learned accounting always felt like an excuse. It was possible to write this and take it back to Aunt Xue and Baochai to see.

Xiangling hesitated and said: "I... our uncle said he was too embarrassed to see Uncle Lai, and my wife tried to persuade him a few times."

Lai Shangrong smiled brightly. The last time he took a concubine and caused trouble in Jia's family, he ran away, but he still felt guilty. At least it was better than Feng Ziying and others pretending that nothing was wrong.

However, what's the use of just feeling guilty? Let's do something practical!

Although Xiangling's explanation was quite reasonable, Lai Shangrong didn't think Xue Pan would learn. Nine times out of ten, Baochai wanted to learn.

So he smiled and said, "You help grind the ink!"

(End of this chapter)