I took the imperial examination in the red building

Lin Daiyu also did her homework before coming here, and asked Lin Huan specifically before giving the gift, so she packed up her things and was ready to come.

The two wives of Prince Xing wanted to go there in person. Lin Huan came up with ideas one by one according to what he had told him in the barrage before. It must be pointed out that it is practical and valuable, but it must not be too obvious. Daiyu is not worried about this.

Lin Ruhai stayed with those servants for a few days before sending Daiyu out. With his eyesight, he could see that these servants were very snobbish.

When he first came here, he picked his nose and eyes at the Lin family, but when he saw the cage prepared by the Lin family, he bent down.

In the past, Lin Ruhai would not have cared about these small details, and Lin Fengqi had been exchanging letters with Lin Ruhai for the past few years, in which he mentioned a lot of economic and official career paths. smelled of officialdom", but he didn't hate it either.

Once honest, honest and honest people are enlightened, their progress will be swift.

Just like at this moment, the things that Lin Ruhai prepared for Lin Daiyu as gifts, in addition to those calligraphy and paintings, there are also gold, silver and jade. I don't knock people down.

The one given to Madam Xing was a set of ruby ​​hair. The color is not outstanding, which is suitable for her age. Madam Xing was so happy that she pulled Daiyu to talk: "Your uncle came back last night and said Missing you, I just hope you don't be too restrained in this mansion, and come to me if you have anything to do."

She called Lin Zhixiao's family to come over and said: "On weekdays, you take care of my niece. If there are those who don't have long eyes, just tell me."

If it weren't for the fact that money is touching, she, a person who usually only cares about collecting money by herself, knows how to take care of her niece.

Lin Zhixiao's family hurriedly said, "It's easy to save."

Daiyu gave Mrs. Xing a gift, and the maids she brought, Cheng Fan and Lu Ying, went to talk to Lin Zhixiao's family just now, and also gave a small purse that was prepared, and inside it was a long-lived gold coin. Lock and a pair of gold and silver locks, and said: "Our girl knows that there is a daughter in the sister-in-law's family. She said that she is too young to wear those gold and silver jewelry. Let the girl play with this gold lock. If the sister-in-law doesn't mind , let her often come to play in our girl’s courtyard.”

[Sweetheart: I remember, Lin Zhixiao's daughter is Xiaohong, right?At this moment, she should still be a third-class girl in Yihong Courtyard. 】

[Cabbage Tofu Nao: Yes, the one who met Jia Yun, I think she is quite smart, she judged the situation, and she seemed to have the heart to be Baoyu Tongfang, but later Qingwen and Bihen ran on her, and they ended up running on her Understood, I simply found a chance to go to Sister Feng's. 】

[Speechless: There is a shortage of girls like this in the red building, why are you staring at Baoyu, they are not real gold and silver, they have no future. 】

[Here I come to the Red Chamber: You can’t say that. Most of those girls are born at home. They either become aunts, or they go out to match the boys, and they will become stewardesses in the future. I hate those old women in the mansion the most, and I probably can't accept that I have become like that, isn't it just running for the master? 】

Lin Huan glanced at the barrage, then at the girl beside Daiyu, curled his lips.

They don't have any aunts in the house, if his father dares to hold the hand of any girl, his mother will tear him alive.

Then there was Mrs. Wang, Lin Huan was very mean-spirited, and hated her for using Daiyu as a raft, so he just said to Daiyu: "I have inquired about it, and it is said in this house that the second wife likes to worship Buddha, so you can send that one." It’s just scriptures transcribed by eminent monks.”

Daiyu was puzzled: "I don't have any scriptures with me."

Lin Huan blinked and gave her an idea: "We don't have any on hand, so we just ask someone to make a copy. Just wait! I'll get it back for you at night."

During the day, Lin Huan took people to Shen Juan's.

A while ago, Shen Juan’s uncle, Shen Qing, was promoted to be the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Although this department is not as lucrative as the Ministry of Household Affairs, it is in charge of civil engineering, water conservancy and other projects across the country. Even the armory in the barracks is under the management of the Ministry of Industry. Very nice department.

Now Shen Juan lives in the servant's mansion.

Lin Huan went all the way to the door, and the porter heard that it was him, and hurriedly opened the door to greet him: "Young master said yesterday that if you come, you don't need to call the door, just go in, and you are at home right now."

Lin Huan smiled.

The Shilang's mansion is a courtyard with three entrances, Lin Huan came here for the first time, and followed the servants to look around.

"Here we are, young master is reading a book. I don't like to be disturbed by many people. Go in by yourself."

Lin Huan scratched his head, decisively pushed open the courtyard door and entered.

He really thought that Shen Juan was reading a book, but when he opened the door, the leaves in the yard threw him in the face.

Lin Huan: "..."

Brother Juan, are you free to practice swords in the yard?

It hasn't snowed these few days, the weather is dry, but the cold wind is still blowing, Lin Huan's hands and feet are cold from the cold, and he can't wait to wrap his cloak tightly.

As a result, Shen Juan practiced his sword in the yard wearing a single suit, the thin blade was silvery, the tip of the sword pierced the air, neighing faintly, whistling, rolled up the leaves, and rushed towards Lin Huan.

When Lin Huan first came in, his face was covered with leaves, but this time he came to his senses and bent down directly, and the lump of leaves fell from his back, splashing on the ground.

Lin Huan shook off the leaves on his body and complained, "Brother Juan, you know I'm outside and yet you still throw leaves."

Shen Juan raised his eyebrows: "What if I say I don't know."

Lin Huan rolled his eyes: "I don't believe it, your ears are better than anyone else's."

Shen Juan didn't argue with him about whether he could hear or not, and said, "Didn't I teach you how to hide a sword before, why did you forget it after two months?"

Lin Huan became dumb, and he said after a while: "I didn't practice kung fu on the boat, and the mansion is not my home when I get there, so it's not easy to wield knives and guns, so..."

"You just forgot." Shen Juan put away the sword, "I'll wait for you to go back. There are five sword moves, fifty times each."

Lin Huan's face was bitter, and he didn't dare to refute him, so he could only agree.

"What's the matter with you?"

Lin Huan was arrogant and respectful: "Could it be that I can't come to see my husband if I have nothing to do? Didn't "The Analects of Confucius·Weizheng" say, 'If there is something to do, the disciple will do his job, and there will be wine and food, and the husband will eat.' I will honor the husband."

Shen Juan glanced at him, but didn't expose him, just waited to see how long he could hold back.

Lin Huan dismissed the boy who brought the tea and water, made tea for Shen Juan himself, and sat down opposite him: "Sir, isn't Uncle Shen at home?"

"Going out to go to the Yamen." Shen Juan thought for a while, and felt that it was time to talk about some political affairs with Lin Huan. It was okay to be in a corner of Pian'an in Gusu, and no one was holding him back. But now that he is in the capital, he must know more. , so as not to offend people without knowing when.

He pushed the hand stove towards Lin Huan, saw that he had covered his hands, and the bluish white on his face faded a little, and he said, "It said that the mausoleum was going to be built, and my uncle went to preside over it."

Lin Huan was stunned.

Shen Juan shook his head: "The last time the mausoleum was overhauled was ten years ago. When the emperor was not yet old enough to build the mausoleum, he was in good health. He suddenly said that he would build the mausoleum. There must be a deep meaning. Think about it carefully."

Lin Huan's face wrinkled into a bitter gourd.

He is obviously only eight years old!Why start thinking about these.

[Sweetheart: Laughing to death, every time I watch Brother Juan test Huanbao, I think it’s so funny. I didn’t know what kind of action I racked my brains for. I thought it was just a verb, but when I saw Huanbao, I understood it. Really racked my brains expression. 】

[Cabbage Tofu Nao: I'm sorry, I'm an idiot, it's fine if eight-year-old Huan Bao doesn't understand, why can't I understand QAQ. 】

[One word does not agree: You have to think about it in conjunction with the timeline of the Red Chamber. Daiyu was five years old when she entered Jia's mansion, Baochai was 13 years old when she entered Jia's mansion, Daiyu was six years old at that time, and Qin Keqing died after a month or two. He fell ill and died in the spring of the next year. At that time, the coffin board Jia Zhen bought was for Prince Yizhong, but something bad happened to him and he couldn't use it anymore. 】

[Cabbage Tofu Nao: Ahhh I get it, I'm so stupid, it means that Prince Yizhong has to play himself out in the past few years?The big backer of the Jia Mansion is about to disappear. 】

Lin Huan secretly saw the barrage, sat upright immediately, and asked, "Is this the tomb of Prince Yizhong?"

Shen Juan glanced at him: "Did you think it yourself, or did someone else tell you?"

Lin Huan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Shen Juan knew that he had a secret, and he never asked about it in the past few years, and he didn't show any intention of discovering it. Lin Huan just pretended that he didn't know. He didn't expect that this fig leaf would be lifted suddenly today.

So he already guessed it?

Lin Huan was a little embarrassed.

Shen Juan seemed to be just asking, without further questioning, and went on to say: "It's not just Prince Yizhong's tomb that was repaired, but also the emperor's own. Although he has been in good health for the past two years, he is also gradually delegating power. , Most of the courtiers brought up are pure courtiers."

For example, Lin Ruhai, who served two consecutive terms as the inspector of Yanyan, the few people who used to be in this seat were all nobles of the older generation, colluded with each other, and changed his ministers to go up, in order to clean up that part of the officialdom.

Another example is Lin Fengqi, the county magistrate of Wanping County is like the throat of the capital, if it is someone else, who is involved with those four kings and eight men, it is like a thorn in the throat.

Shen Juan thought of something, and said: "It doesn't matter if your family is closer to Jia's mansion recently. The elder brother of the second wife of that family, Wang Ziteng, was promoted to be the governor of the Beijing camp. He presumably also belonged to the emperor. The current situation is turbulent recently. Your father should have felt it, so he will let you and your mother live in Jia's residence for a while."

Lin Huan's eyes brightened: "Brother Juan is amazing."

He couldn't guess these messy things at all. Brother Juan was only so much older than him, but he knew it clearly.

However, he was also puzzled. Brother Juan, who knows current affairs so well, should also pay attention to the officialdom. Why did he go to Gusu after finishing the imperial examination?

But obviously Shen Juan didn't have the intention to explain to him.

Lin Huan had no choice but to change the topic, and talked about his own intentions: "Sister Lin wants to send Buddhist scriptures to the second lady in the mansion, but it's just from her little girl's family. How can there be Buddhist scriptures to send? She is not familiar with the place in the capital." , so I’m here to beg Brother Juan to find some Buddhist scriptures.”

Shen Juan lowered his eyes: "You came up with an idea to send Buddhist scriptures?"

Lin Huan giggled: "I don't like her, isn't she a wooden Bodhisattva, and I should give her Buddhist scriptures."

Shen Juan thought for a while and said: "Since you are an elder, the Buddhist scriptures that you give away are not good. A while ago, someone you knew before went to Beijing to cook. The daughter of that family became a monk when she was young, so she sent a few Buddhist scriptures. , you can take it later."

Lin Huan quickly thanked him: "I heard what the old lady in the mansion said, and she still wants to stay with us for a few more days. Brother Juan, don't worry, when I come back, I must study hard and practice swordsmanship!"

Thinking that Daiyu was still waiting, he went to fetch the scriptures and returned to Jia's mansion.

Lin Daiyu was surprised: "How did you come back so quickly!"

Lin Huan handed the box in his hand to her: "Ask the master what he wants. He said that a girl who became a monk made offerings before the Buddha for several years. The master said that he kept things from other girls. It's useless, he left after delivering it, and didn't go back, but it matches the second wife, so just give it to her."

Lin Daiyu opened the scriptures and looked at them, the handwriting on it looked a bit lonely and arrogant.

"It's a pity." She closed the scripture book, "If such a good character is given to the second wife, she may not be able to understand it."

Lin Huan said: "If you feel distressed, you can keep it for yourself, and I will find another copy for you."

Lin Daiyu shook her head: "What do I keep the scriptures for, I will let my father know later, and he will say that I am a little girl, living like an old monk and nun, and I am dead."

Lin Huan didn't take it seriously: "Do you still remember that scarlet monk when you were young? He even said that my sister is Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass. Immortal Grass is also a grass and a tree. Trees are just trees."

Lin Daiyu was amused, but she was not reluctant to part with the scriptures, so she simply sent them to Mrs. Wang.

As soon as Daiyu left on the front foot, Mrs. Wang touched her chest and sighed on the back foot.

Zhou Rui's family leaned forward: "What's the matter, madam? I see that the writing in this scripture is very good..."

Mrs. Wang opened her mouth and closed it again. She couldn't say she was angry at this scripture, could she?Look at what Lin Daiyu gave Mrs. Xing!When she was talking in front of Mother Jia just now, Madam Xing proudly showed off a full set of ruby ​​hair, and the sight of that villain's success made her eyes hurt.

I thought I was pretty much the same, but who knew it was a scripture!

Out of sight, she closed her eyes and gasped for breath.

Zhou Rui's family saw her uneasy face, so they didn't say anything, and quietly beckoned Jin Chuan'er to come over, and asked her to offer the scriptures to the Buddhist hall.

Mrs. Wang pondered for a while, then recruited Zhou Rui's family and said: "Go to my clothes box and pick up two old clothes to send to Miss Lin. Just say that I made them in the past, and I haven't worn them yet."

Ying Yi of Zhou Rui's family really picked out two of them, both pink and apricot pink, and sent them to Lin Daiyu eagerly.

When they arrived, Lin Daiyu and Lin Huan were picking out gifts for Sister Feng's son Sanchun.

She bent down: "Say hello to my sister."

He handed over the clothes casually, and did as Mrs. Wang said.

Lin Daiyu just glanced at it and asked, "Is it just for me, or do all the other girls have it?"

"It's for girls only."

Lin Daiyu stopped talking and picked things up by herself.

Lin Huan still remembered that Leng Zixing was her son-in-law, and immediately sneered: "Sister-in-law Zhou is so forgetful."

He sat down on the chair and looked at her sideways: "I know that sister-in-law Zhou is old and has a bad memory, so I sent this peach red apricot powder to sister Lin. Ma'am, I even forgot my sister-in-law's funeral!"

Zhou Rui's family has a bad heart, Mrs. Wang has never liked those fancy things, the girls in front of her are all dressed plainly, because of Jia Min's new funeral, the girls in front of them have not changed their clothes, Zhou Rui's family has forgotten.

She looked outside, and saw several girls were there, quietly looking over here.

Zhou Ruijia's face was in hot pain, and he could not speak.

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