The sky was gloomy, the wind was biting, and the drizzle was drizzling. An ordinary carriage slowly drove into Sishifang and came to Jia's mansion.

At the same time, the Jia Mu's house in Jia's house, Daiyu's residence, and the sandalwood in Xuande furnace was swaying. Raindrops outside the window were dotted.

Daiyu had taken medicine and was sitting in the room and laughing with Baoyu. Baochai turned her head and saw that the eldest maid Zijuan was still angry. She looked at Baoyu's face and couldn't help but squeaking her lips. Her body was slightly tilted and she asked Baoyu in a low voice, "

Why did you go back to the old lady and ask Qingwen to come to your house yesterday? I heard that she doesn't want to. Zijuan has a good relationship with her and is unhappy all night." Zijuan went to Brother Huan's house yesterday, and looked unhappy when she came back.

Baoyu explained: "Sister, I'm angry with Xiren. Huan Lao San's vulgar man, Lu Zhu and Qingwen, are useless in his house. It turns out that the mansion needs to cut off the cost of Huan Lao San. I thought, it's better to ask her to come to my house."

Daiyu covered her mouth and smiled, "You are not bad. We are all ordinary people. Your poems and songs are not as good as others."

Baoyu held it in a suffocating manner.

His poems are indeed not as good as Jia Huan. However, Huan Lao San studied the Four Books and Five Classics hard, practiced the Eight Essays, and pursued the imperial examinations, and the career and economy made him look down on him. Not to mention, some of the things that Huan Lao San did in his mansion were of bad character. In short, he looked down on this concubine's brother.

Baoyu smiled and said, "My sister is naturally not a vulgar!" He stood up and apologized to Zijuan, "Sister Zijuan, I didn't mean it. I just got up for a moment and didn't care about Sister Qingwen's ideas."

Zijuan said dissatisfiedly: "What did Master Bao explain to me? Should you explain to Qingwen. Do you want someone to come to your house and don't ask if others are willing?" Qingwen had already rejected Baoyu in front of her that day and was unwilling to go to his room. This is what made her particularly dissatisfied. How can this be done? You must arrive what you want?

Baoyu smiled and said with apologizing: "The old lady has settled down. When Qingwen comes to my house, I will definitely apologize to her."

Baoyu admitted his mistake, and Zijuan, as a maid, could only accept it. She also relied on the good relationship between Bao Er and the girl to say a few dissatisfied words.

Baochai was wearing a simple white background and fresh water pink gown, sitting on a pear blossom chair with bangs, with exquisite and beautiful appearance, fair skin, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and gently shook her head.

Brother Bao still doesn’t understand where the problem lies.

This matter won't end so simply.

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Nearly noon, Yuanyang took Jade and two little maids to Jia Huan's residence to find Qingwen, and was about to arrange her to Baoyu's room.

The locust tree in front of Jia Huan's residence was withered and declining. The small stove under the eaves were still burning hot water.

Yuanyang entered the living room, turned left, and went to the side hall, and saw Qingwen and Ruyi, two little girls, sitting silently by the square table, with a bleak cloud. It seemed that they were waiting for news from Master Huan San. But the old lady had decided on things, and Master San was afraid that he would not be able to come back.

"Sister Yuanyang!" Ruyi stood up, smiled reluctantly, said hello, and brought tea and water.

Qingwen was angry and flirted with her eyes, and ignored Yuanyang and Jade. Ruyi was a little confused. Yuanyang was good, but she was the old lady. There was no one in the house who was not unaware of how much the old lady favored Baoyu. Baoyu wanted the moon, and the old lady wanted to pick it off for him. What's more, she was a maid.

Yuanyang was wearing a green maid's vest, foundation-based clothes, and tall. She sat down and asked softly, "The news about the third master has not come yet?" She notified Qingwen in advance yesterday, as she fulfilled her favor. She didn't want to let Qingwen go to Baoyu's room, and she didn't dare to use force against Qingwen. Her responsibilities were only persuasion.

I don't want to do it because her relationship with the third master has been pretty good recently. Qingwen was also a maid from the old ancestor's house. In addition, Bao Erye did something very unauthentic. She had a opinion in her heart. After all, Jin Yuanyang is still Jin Yuanyang. Her heart is still fair.

I dare not, because she knows the temper and ability of the Third Master. The Third Master is slandered and has a sharp wrist. Look at Lai Wang’s wife, you will know what Zhou Rui ends up. Why should she be an accomplice in Bao Er Master? At that time, you will be ruthless if you don’t point to the Third Master. The Third Master, this person, has a clear grudge.

Qingwen stammered her neck and said, "Sister Yuanyang, I won't go to Baoyu's house if the news of the third master comes. The old lady sent me to the third master's house, but she told me to be the one in his house. Why did she change her mind again?"

The person in the house means a concubine. Since he was given to Jia Huan as a concubine, why did he give him Baoyu? This is definitely not in line with the rules. She used this to make a mistake and stood up.

Yuanyang smiled bitterly. She couldn't say something. After thinking about it, she advised: "Qingwen, let's do it. You can show off in Baoyu's room first, and come back again. Master Bao won't make things difficult for you. Wait until Master San comes back before making a trick."

Qingwen lowered her head and cried, her eyes were red and swollen. She was unwilling to go. To show up actually means a kind of surrender and betrayal. She was unwilling to.

The atmosphere in Jia Huan's room: sadness, embarrassment, stalemate, and depression.

Qingwen was depressed. She knew in her heart that this matter could not be changed. But with her temperament, she was unwilling to bow her head. Ruyi's feeling was that she was bullied by Master Bao, which made her very angry. Master Bao has always been like this.

Yuanyang was a little helpless. She had a opinion, but she still had to be this "evil". Jade felt a little sad, and people all had feelings. Qingwen had been with the Third Master for more than a year, right?

All kinds of emotions were mixed in a small side hall. For half an hour, no one spoke. Time seemed to solidify. Only the hot tea cup became cold, indicating the passing of time.

At this moment, a little maid ran in with a happy face and said loudly and happily: "Sister Qingwen, the third master is back!"

Qingwen and Ruyi were as if they were from the bottom of the mountain valley, from the top of the mountain to the sky. They were stunned in a short moment, unable to express themselves, and they didn't know how to express this joy, excitement, and excitement. It seemed as if a surging river was roaring loudly in their hearts!

The third master is back!

The house is made up of fine nets composed of various emotions, and the uneasy net is entangled. At this moment, it seems that it is burned by the scorching sun and flames.

The third master, these two words have such magic power in the Jia Mansion!

I believe that people will never forget the dramas that passed in the Jia Mansion in the 8th year of Yongzhi. The reversals, reversals, and tough counterattacks are admirable and trembling!

Ruyi's tears suddenly burst out, and tears flew like rain, "Woooo...". She wiped her tears while crying. But she couldn't stop her tears.

Qingwen jumped up from the chair suddenly, turned around and hugged the little maid, "Really? Are you saying true?"

The little maid nodded desperately, "It's true. The third master is at the south gate. He sent a servant in to inform the situation."

Qingwen's nose suddenly became a little sore. Third Master, finally came back!

Yuanyang and Jade looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. This awkward "evil" doesn't need to be a good man. When the third master comes back, he will naturally take charge of the matter and deal with it.

Although the old lady decided on it could not be changed. However, after witnessing the incredible experience of Master Huan San, they still had some expectations in their hearts.

"Sister Yuanyang, we're going to meet the Third Master." Qingwen pulled Ruyi out the door. The two quickly walked from the corridor to the small courtyard of Aunt Zhao, then passed Mrs. Wang's east crossing courtyard, and went out of the corner gate, heading straight to the side door south of Jia's mansion.

Light raindrops.

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Jia Huan held an oil-paper umbrella and was bored and waited for news outside the side door of the Jia Mansion. The carriage was hired and he had already sent him away. Strangely, Qian Huai was not waiting for him at the door of the Jia Mansion. He could only send a servant in to pass the message.

As the Spring Festival approaches, there are endless carriages at the side door of the Jia Mansion. The Jia Mansion is not considered a high-ranking family among the nobles, but there are many family friendships during the New Year.

The servant, the gatekeeper of the Jia Mansion, was in charge of the business. He knew Jia Huan's habits and did not come to disturb him after coming to see the ceremony.

Jia Huan was looking at the rain and the carriage, and suddenly he saw Qingwen and Ruyi running over in the rain.

Jia Huan was a little strange. Why did they come out?

"Third Master!" The little girl Ruyi pounced on Jia Huan's arms and started crying.

Jia Huan was a little helpless. The little girl had always been very attached to him. Jia Huan is now taller, and Ruyi is slightly taller, gently patting her on the back, but when Qingwen also fell in his arms and started crying, he immediately realized: Something happened. Qingwen's personality is definitely not like this.

"What's wrong?"

"San Master, we, I..."

"Speak slowly." Jia Huan took the two maids to the door of the side door of the Jia Mansion. He was in a hurry to follow the rules, and he would not talk to his two maids in the drizzle. The concierge smiled and gave up the house. Jia Huan looked at their wet hair and comforted her warmly, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm here. Qingwen, what's wrong?"

Qingwen's tears mixed with rain remained, wiped it off, and choked and said, "Third Master, Bao Er Master wants me to come to his house..."

Jia Huan's eyes gradually became sharp when he heard Qingwen's remarks. When he heard Jia Baoyu begging Jia Mu and forcibly asked Qingwen to his house, the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed, "Jia Baoyu, your uncle!"

Jia Huan angrily slapped the table, stood up, and cursed irritably: "Dog-Day. Please wait for labor and capital."

After coming to the Red Chamber World, he never hated someone like this! Teammates of pigs are going to kill them, so they can do it. He doesn't want to follow him. Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang doesn't like it, just casually, you guys are the onion? Wang Xifeng is coming to cause trouble, come! Come on! Let's see who kills who!

But now, Jia Baoyu has challenged his bottom line.

How did Qingwen die?

It was Jia Baoyu, who was extremely irresponsible, who drove Qingwen, who was still sick, out of the Grand View Garden, and died of illness. He took out the courage to throw jade, and he really couldn't protect him for a few days. Wait until Qingwen recovered from illness?

Apart from being able to flirt with girls, this scumbag looks like a man? If you have a little responsibility, will Jin Chuan'er die? Just a turtle who shrinks his head when encountering trouble. It's just a scum born in a wealthy family.

If you have a little ability, will Lin Daiyu die? Will Xue Baochai have a tragedy in her life? Bragging, the world is invincible. She is invincible in doing things. She has little love but no great benevolence. She has little cleverness but no great wisdom. She is stupid and cowardly pseudo-man.

The wheel of history rolls around. He has to save Qingwen today!

Jia Huan pursed his lips vigorously and comforted Qingwen, "Don't be afraid. Jia Baoyu doesn't leave you. It's just a very simple thing to change the old lady's mind."

Qingwen didn't know what Jia Huan's method was, but nodded vigorously. She believed in the third master.

Jia Huan walked out of the doorman and found a servant to instruct, "Go and call Brother Cong for me. Then I said Jia Huan looked for him."

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