The wealthy man who wears books

Qin Huai did not go to answer Zhong Xin's words that could not tell what kind of emotion was hidden.

Because he also knew that in the rules set by the Zhong family for widows without descendants, in addition to repatriation, if someone in the clan is willing to take her into the house, they can stay.

Stay?

In order to escape from this Shura field full of crises, I don't know how much effort I spent and how many frights I suffered. Do I still have to find another man from the Zhong family to marry in order to stay here in fear?

No, it is impossible.

At least after being in the Zhong family for so long, except for Zhong Ren who is yin and yang, he has never seen a second man from the Zhong family who married a male wife or took a male concubine.

Except for the flirtatious Qiu Molin who also likes men, but he is just the son-in-law of the Zhong family, not a man with the surname Zhong in the clan.

Of course, in Qin Huai's heart, he knew that there was another man like this, but God, is that someone he dared to provoke?

Therefore, there is no such possibility, and I do not want to look for such a possibility.

Seeing that Qin Huai didn't speak up, Zhong Xin only glanced at him slightly, and didn't ask any further questions. He still silently walked in front of him and led the way, and accompanied Qin Huai into the gate of Bochun Garden.

The courtyard in front of me still looked like it was in front of Baolun Temple, filled with all kinds of precious flowers and plants and unnamed trees in the Qinhuai River.

This is also the difference between Zhong Family Courtyard and other wealthy mansions, that is, a large number of extremely rare or uniquely fragrant plants are planted in the entire garden and various courtyards. Those who are interested in spices at home provide some use.

For example, Zhong Yi, the young master of the second bedroom, set up a separate room in Zhongxia Garden in his house, which was specially used to extract spices from various plants. From the perspective of use, it was a bit like a laboratory in Zhong's company.

The servants and women in the yard are now in twos and threes, sitting or standing on the porch in the courtyard, whispering to each other, mostly talking about the fact that Que'er's alarm clock family was imprisoned by the master again.

If there is a good thing, I started to talk about the current situation of Bo Chunyuan, and the big girl in charge has also had an accident. There is only one male grandma who is usually out of tune. I wonder if the future of Bo Chunyuan will be destroyed The second and third rooms were crushed into mud.

As the crowd was talking more and more vigorously, they saw figures flickering at the gate, and it was the eldest young mistress and Lao Qi who walked in.

These girls and servants have been in Bochun Garden for a long time, and all of them have developed two snobbish eyes with red top and white, bullying the weak and fearing the hard. They know where the wind blows hard in the Suchang house, they are better than anyone else.

Because for a long time, besides the uncle Zhong Ren who is the well-deserved No. [-] master in Bo Chunyuan, Que'er who holds the real power is under him. On the contrary, the justifiable young mistress and old Qi Zhongxin are all muddled in the eyes of everyone. Something on the wall.

Knowing at this moment that the uncle is gone and Que'er is down, this group of people has found a new direction because they heard that the second house has sent a new girl in charge, and they are all waiting to please Bi'er who has not yet come to the door.

So seeing the two of them coming in at this moment, these servants seemed to have not seen them, they were still chattering and chatting in the corridor.

But only Jusheng, a servant who was always with Zhong Ren during his lifetime, stepped forward timidly and bowed to Qin Huai and Zhong Xin.

Qin Huai glanced around briefly, and had a panoramic view of the entire front yard of Bochun Garden.

To be honest, before Zhong Ren died, although the people in the house could feel the contempt for the young lady, but after all, it was not obvious that the old man was covering her.

But now, when Bo Chunyuan's master's grandmother has become a widow, the snobbish faces of these people can be seen at a glance.

Qin Huai loves Tanchun in the Red Mansion the most in his life. Ever since he was a child, he has seen many times that the third girl strengthens herself and fights for dignity for herself and even Er Mutou Yingchun.So subconsciously, he also gradually developed an attitude towards life that he will be strong when he meets the strong, and that he is neither humble nor overbearing.

Although the greatest wish in my heart is to escape from the Shura field of the Zhong family as soon as possible, but looking at it right now, I don't know how long I will suffer here.

Could it be that during these tormenting days, I still have to look at the faces of these girls and women?

Qin Huai has gradually understood a truth these days, as big as Zhong's house, as small as Po Chunyuan, if he is still as weak as Qin Huai was back then, only knowing how to rely on men's shadows, he will always look at people's faces, The one who was despised.

What's more, the second lady Zhong Xiu just couldn't wait to put people in. It was obvious that she and Zhong Yi were both obsessed with the Zhong family's ancestral secret recipe, and wanted to slowly infiltrate the second room's power in the big room. Bier, of course, will not be a fuel-efficient lamp.

Therefore, as a newly widowed self, if he wanted to turn around the unfavorable situation in front of him, it would be better to take advantage of the death of Zhong Ren in front of him and simply change his temperament completely.Even if this change would make the members of the Zhong family feel strange, he could go along with the flow and rely on the new death of his husband, and he would be stimulated and his temperament would change drastically.

After all, the current situation will not change and will not survive!

"Old Qi, go get a chair and place it under the shade of this tree."

Qin Huai's voice was faint and low, but Zhong Xin could hear it clearly. He seemed to hesitate for a second, then glanced at the servants in the corridor and nodded.

"I'll go right now, Jusheng, and bring grandma a cup of tea to moisten her throat, and turn on the gas lamp in the yard by the way."

The servants in the corridor were a little surprised by the situation in front of them.

The young mistress who came back in a hurry, did not hide in her bedroom as usual, and never came out to meet people again.On the contrary, he sat upright on the huanghuali chair brought by Zhong Xin, with a calm expression on his face.

The big gas lamps in the yard were lit on the ridge of the roof, illuminating the whole front yard with a kind of eerie white.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, wondering why the grandma, who had just become a widow, was suddenly going crazy.

Just as the gas lights were on, an elderly housekeeper and a slender young woman with extremely fair skin happened to walk in at the gate of the courtyard.Judging by her attire, she should be a relatively well-known girl in the Zhong family.

The woman surnamed Bai was originally the companion of the second wife Mo Wanzhen. Although she is also a competitive master, she has been suppressed by the women of the eldest family all these years, and she has never been able to use it.

At this moment, seeing that the big house is about to collapse, but the young master and girl in the second room are starting to thrive, she immediately feels her confidence turned upside down, and even her bucket-like waist twisted much more joyously than before.

Now she is entrusted by Zhong Xiu to send Zhong Xiu's girl, Bi'er, to Po Chunyuan.After accepting the task of the second young lady, the old white woman seemed to have received the emperor's order. When she entered the middle of the courtyard, she saw Qin Huai sitting on a chair, reaching out to pick up the tea in Ju Sheng's hand.

She saw that the grandma didn't even lift her eyelids when she saw that she and Bi'er had walked in front of her. Although her face was legendary and handsome, it had a dignified and indifferent face that she didn't have before.

Qin Huai saw the old woman and Bi'er clearly the moment they entered the courtyard gate.

Needless to say, the woman looked arrogant, but the girl named Bi'er was really strange, no matter in appearance or temperament, she really looked like a copy of the second young lady Zhong Xiu.

Seeing her with a smile on her lips, walking towards him lightly all the way, Qin Huai could only feel an inexplicable revulsion, knowing that there was some flirtatious heart hidden under that girl's smile.

At this moment, the old white woman was angry with the eunuch delivering the decree but no one responded to it, so she couldn't help but said loudly:

"Grandma, this is Bi'er, the girl from the second room. It was specially sent by the second master and the second miss to be the girl in charge of grandma. Grandma, why don't you pick up Bi'er right now..."

She didn't know whether it was because her voice was too loud, or the words were too sudden, but the cup of tea that was already in Qin Huai's hands fell straight down and hit the bluestone ground in an instant. Break it to pieces.

For a moment, all the people in the front yard of Bochunyuan were startled by the crisp cracking sound.

Zhong Xin on the side stepped in front of Qin Huai's chair with one step, covering his clothes with all the splashed broken porcelain and hot water droplets.

"Sister-in-law, is it hot?"

Zhong Xin asked in a low voice, his eyes quickly glanced at Qin Huai's retracted right hand, that hand was still as white as jade, without any trace of burnt.

Qin Huai shook his head slightly at first, then suddenly stood up straight from the chair, looking coldly at the old white woman and Bi'er in front of him with his eyes.

The snow-white gaslight shone on his face, and one could clearly see that his two black eyebrows were furrowed tightly, and in a pair of extremely clear eyes, there was a cold light that all the servants had never seen before.

"Let me ask you, what are you shouting about just now? Do you think I'm seventy-eight years old, or deaf and dumb, and can't hear you or something! This is Po Chunyuan, and it follows the rules under the door of the big house. Who I heard that the master wants to serve tea, how dare the slaves here yell by their necks? I don't believe it, if the uncle is alive, you dare to be so ungrateful? Or do you see that I am a widowed husband and wife, and you know in your heart that the Zhong family The rules, but also want to deceive me? Let me tell you, don't have this Qingqiu dream as soon as possible, Dafang's grandma is a widow, but she is not a vegetarian!"

The old white woman was startled by the smashed tiles all over the floor, and she was in a daze, but unexpectedly, the male and young mistress suddenly became furious, uttered harsh words, and frightened her completely stiff. When he was on the spot, his lips fluttered for a while, but he was unable to speak.

All of a sudden, everyone in the corridor and front yard of the front yard became quiet.

The girl named Bi'er hurried forward, first blessed Qin Huai, and said with a smile:

"Grandma must have misunderstood Mrs. Bai. She is a bit older, her ears are a little hard of hearing, and she always speaks loudly. When I was in the second room, everyone knew about her situation, so they were more forgiving. Teach us, don't say that we are big girls, we should take more care of little girls and old mothers, even the master's grandma and young lady, when dealing with servants, they will not hit and scold, even shout and yell, that's true. A real rich family has the appearance of self-cultivation."

Qin Huai slightly lowered his head, and took a closer look at this girl who was a head shorter than himself.

On her smiling face, there was obviously a trace of sarcasm hidden in the brows. Between the lines, she seemed to be explaining for the old white woman, but she seemed to be countering what she had just done.

"You are right. You are indeed the girl who was taught by the second sister herself. She is very sensible. But I have something to tell you. Now that you leave the second room and come to my eldest room, you also need to know my eldest sister. House rules."

When Qin Huai said this, he suddenly turned around and quietly looked at the group of servants in the corridor.

"The people in the big house are also here at this moment. You are all people who have served the uncle. Some of the rules set by the uncle may be memorized, and some have a bad memory, so they have completely forgotten. I will now I just use this incident to remind you, so that this woman has no master in her eyes and disturbed the master's actions. If you follow the rules when the uncle was there, it doesn't matter which house you are a servant of. It’s a mistake, there’s nothing to say, just let her kneel on these broken porcelain pieces for a day and a night!”

His actions and harsh words at this moment were forced out of his chest by the repressed, perverted and scandal-ridden situation of the Zhong family since he passed through the book.

It seemed that if he didn't completely let himself out like this, he really couldn't stay in this dirty and ugly place for another second.

Bi'er's complexion changed in an instant, and although the sweet smile on her lips was still there, it was already very forced.

Qin Huai didn't look at her, turned around, but sat back on the chair again, and continued:

"It's just that my grandfather's bones are not cold yet. I, a widow, want to accumulate some virtue for my uncle, so I will spare this woman today. The only thing is, no matter who it is from now on, it doesn't matter which room it is from. If I make a mistake again, It is necessary to use Dafang's family law to serve!"

On one side he stood up with a cold face, on the other side Zhong Xin watched him silently for a while, then quietly pulled Ju Sheng over, asked him to pour another cup of tea for the grandma, and sent it over.

Qin Huai slowly stretched out his hand to take the teacup, at this moment, the whole Po Chunyuan was not as scattered as before, and there was no sound at all.

Qin Huai took a sip of water and went down, "I'm sitting here today because I have an idea. I've been here for half a year, and everyone in this yard knows me, but I can't remember everyone. Now, You all took the initiative to come here one by one, and reported your names. In the future, if there is anything in the big house, whether it is praise or derogation, I can find it one by one. Don’t be like today when I entered the yard, and none of you have the same head. Shen, I think you're just bullying me and being afraid of life, if you don't know you, can't you govern you?"

All the servants in the courtyard, including Bi'er, took a deep breath involuntarily.

But the one who reacted the fastest was indeed the person who was personally conditioned by the Second Miss.

Bi'er straightened her fine hair around her cheeks, straightened her clothes, and was the first to walk in front of Qin Huai.

"Back to the eldest young mistress, the slave's name is Bi'er..."

Midday on the moon.

Around the gas lamp, countless tiny mosquitoes and flies kept flying around the bright light, making buzzing sounds.

And apart from this sound, in the huge courtyard, there was no other sound except the voice of every girl, woman, and servant who reported to her family.

After about an hour, all the servants had finished reporting, and Qin Huaifang waved his hand calmly, indicating that they could all leave.

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As the servants dispersed silently, in the house where the servants lived behind Po Chunyuan, little lights gradually lit up.

But in the main room, which is usually the most brightly lit room in the whole courtyard, it was still pitch black.

But at this moment, Qin Huai's body, which had been sitting upright, suddenly collapsed into the chair like a deflated doll.

Except for himself, no one knew that the white coat inside his gown was already soaked through.

"Sister-in-law has worked so hard for so long, why don't you go back to your room to rest, and I'll go to the small kitchen and tell them to make some snacks."

Zhong Xin seemed to have noticed the male sister-in-law's suddenly sluggish expression, so he whispered something to Qin Huai.But he slowly stood up from the chair, but did not go to the bedroom, still stood there quietly, leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes staring at the window of the bedroom, as if in a daze.

"You go, oh, by the way, Uncle, do you live... where you and Ju Sheng live, is it far from the main house...?"

The moment Qin Huai asked this question, in the bottom of his heart, Qin Huai already regretted it.

Of course he knew why he suddenly asked such a question.

No matter how hard he tried just now to maintain the appearance of a powerful young mistress, when he was about to walk into this dark bedroom, he felt lingering fear.

Because Qin Huai suddenly felt that there were too many vivid traces related to Zhong Ren in this house.

And this kind of feeling full of vivid imprints may be a wish for a widow who loves her husband dearly and is nostalgic for her deceased husband.But for Qin Huai, it was just the opposite. The more vivid Zhong Ren's imprint was, the more he resisted walking into the gloomy door under the moonlight.

And at this time, if Zhong Xin lives closer to him, maybe he can feel more secure in his heart.

He seemed to have suddenly forgotten that the person he inexplicably wanted to get closer to was obviously the one he should be more afraid of.It's just that perhaps in his subconscious mind, a living enemy is always more reassuring than a dead person.

Zhong Xin had been looking at him for a while, seeing his dazed expression towards the bedroom, he seemed to have noticed something.

"I live in the side building in Dongkuayuan, which is not far from my sister-in-law's main room. If my sister-in-law has something to do, she can call Jusheng to call me. Jusheng is young, so I live in the side room of my sister-in-law. If my sister-in-law has something to do Call him all you can."

Qin Huai nodded, took a deep breath, and finally pushed the door open and entered the room.

In the room that no one has lived in for several days, there is a smell of fishy damp and damp that cannot go away.

Qin Huai quickly turned on the light in the living room, and in an instant, the hanger with Zhong Ren's long gown, the hookah on the reclining chair, and especially the few pornographic books he usually read were thrown on the bedside, all of which reminded him I, that sinister and perverted young master of the Zhong family, used to be in this room, making myself cautious every day, day and night.

Qin Huai took a deep breath, walked to the big red sandalwood bed, just wanted to sit by the bed, but suddenly remembered the nightmare he had that day when he was imprisoned in the empty room in the family temple.

In the dream, Zhong Ren was on this bed, bleeding from all seven orifices, pinching his own neck and questioning himself, whether he and Zhong Xin killed him.

The scene was so vivid that in the empty room, Qin Huai suddenly burst into thin beads of sweat from his hair.

He only felt that everything around him suddenly became cramped, and everything related to Zhong Ren seemed to be approaching him continuously in the dark.He felt his heart beating faster and faster, and his whole body became more and more nervous. Finally, he couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up and ran out of the room with a few strides.

There was a cold moon outside the door, and there was no sound.

Qin Huai breathed out a long breath. Under the moonlight, the exotic flowers and plants around him exuded a burst of fragrance, which made his originally fearful mood slowly calm down.

He walked along the path in the courtyard, walking forward somewhat aimlessly, and from time to time, unknown fragrant flowers bloomed in a porcelain pot on one side, causing Qin Huai to stop for a moment occasionally.

Unknowingly, he followed the Yuedong gate to the cross courtyard on the side of the main courtyard.

That courtyard is not too far from the main house where Qin Huai lives, but it is hidden behind, small and quiet.

Qin Huai was still thinking about what happened just now, and was also wondering whether he would be too hasty to give his servants a bad blow suddenly.

However, when he thought of Zhong Yi's smug expression in the living room, and Zhong Xiu's sweet words, but hastily placed a close girl by his side, Qin Huai suddenly stopped in his tracks, and stood beside a flower tree with an unusually sweet smell, He took a deep breath of the fragrance from the tree.

At this moment, he felt that he didn't need to regret it. After all, in this deep house and compound, a widow without her husband's protection is like the flowers in this courtyard. If she wants to protect herself, she must have thorns!

Qin Huai was standing beside the flower tree thinking secretly, when suddenly a man with bare upper body came out from the side room, he probably just wiped his body in the room, now it was dead of night, he was only wearing coarse trousers, with his trouser legs rolled up, stepping on Wearing cloth shoes, fine drops of water can still be faintly seen on the sturdy upper body.Holding a watering can full of water in his hand, he went straight to the tree and sprayed it on a branch of the tree.

"oops!"

Suddenly, Qin Huai, who was sprayed with water droplets all over his body, screamed out. The man on one side was stunned, his eyes froze, and he walked around from the other side of the tree with two big strides.

When he saw that the person in front of him who was sprayed with water drops was actually Qin Huai, he couldn't help blurting out:

"Sister-in-law, why are you..."