Red Mansion and Crimson Pearl

Chapter 428 This is a house raid

After hearing what the soldier said, Situ Sheng frowned: "The bigger the family, the more power the servants have. The affairs of the Jia family are definitely inseparable from these slave ladies.

"Send the order in: Each of the masters here should keep one personal servant, and lock up the rest and keep them in custody pending trial."

The soldier immediately smiled and bowed in agreement.

Situ Sheng's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he remained calm and pointed: "Is the old lady inside really sick?"

"Who knows?" The soldier immediately became more relaxed and started talking to each other in a friendly manner. "The whole yard is making so much noise, it makes my head hurt."

Situ Sheng laughed, patted his shoulder, and leaned over: "This is what happens when there are too many women. Just bear with it."

The soldiers chuckled.

At this moment, the courtyard door rang. Baoyu stood inside the door with red eyes. Seeing that Situ Sheng had not left, he breathed a sigh of relief. Without hesitation, he lifted his robe and knelt down, choking with sobs and tears:

"My Lord, my grandmother is seriously ill, has a fever and is in a coma... I beg you to give me some medicine for the stove - I have an old prescription at home, and I always have the medicine!"

Situ Sheng said, "He is really sick. That's fine."

Pointing at the soldier, he said, "Take care of them and get some fire, charcoal, medicine, food, etc. for the women left behind."

Then he turned to Baoyu and said, "Since His Majesty has personally said that the women in your family will be spared, we will not make things difficult for you when we are carrying out our duties according to His Majesty's orders.

"As long as you understand the rules and don't make things difficult for us, everything can be discussed."

As he said this, he nodded to the soldier, turned around and called out to the person who came to report the news, "Let's go and see our arrogant Second Master Jia!"

Baoyu cried and bowed to Situ Sheng's back. Then he stood up and bowed to the soldier again: "Thank you for your trouble."

That's more or less.

The soldier's expression softened a bit. He hummed and waved his hand to have all the other servants locked up in the next yard.

"…Keep an eye on them. If anyone makes trouble, they will be beaten or tied up!

"We are here to confiscate property, not to guard the gates of the rich and powerful families!"

Although the sound was not loud, it spread throughout Jia Mu's main courtyard.

All the maids were trembling with fear, their mouths tightly shut, not daring to utter a single sound.

But in a moment, everyone in the yard left.

The only people left in the room were Lady Jia and Amber, Lady Xing and the newly promoted Nanny Geng, Li Wan and Suyun, Wang Xifeng and Ping'er, Xichun and Ruhua, as well as Baoyu and Sheyue.

Baoyu signaled, and Amber and Nanny Geng followed the soldiers to get fire, medicine and food. Musk Moon and Ruhua went to look after Lady Jia first, while Wang Xifeng and Ping'er supported Madam Xing and stood by her side for a while.

Baoyu breathed a sigh of relief, sat aside, and lowered his eyes in a daze.

He was in a state of confusion.

He was left in Zhaoqing Palace last night. He was half asleep and half awake at night, and it seemed that he dreamed again of the fairy Jinghuan who wanted to "save" him in his early years, and her illusory world of Taixu.

The illusion changed.

All those fairies in the boudoir, the books in the cupboard, the tea, wine, singing and dancing are gone.

A vast expanse of white, clean.

Only Fairy Jinghuan was there, sitting behind a desk piled with volumes, red pen in hand, ticking the names on the list.

"Shen Ying, do you want to come back?"

"After two lifetimes of suffering, still no progress?"

"Practicing is to overcome the tribulation."

“Not being tainted by karma is the greatest karma.

“Obsession is everywhere.”

“Nothing outside of the mind is delusion.”

……

Two lives and one disaster...

Two lives… ?

Baoyu was stunned.

The fragments of the sentences I dreamed of -

"…The peaches and plums will bloom again next year, who knows who will be in your boudoir next year?"

"...Although the flowers will bloom next year, I don't know that the empty nest will fall when I am gone!"

"... How long can the beauty last? Once it drifts away, it is hard to find it again."

"…Now you are dead and I am burying you, but I don't know when I will die! People will laugh at me for burying flowers now, but who will bury me next year?"

Why does every word and sentence sound like a prophecy? ? !

And finally, the last sentence recited in the delicate and sad cry: "When spring is over, the beauty will grow old, and the flowers will fall and people will die without knowing it..."

Baoyu only felt a dull pain in his heart!

He couldn't help but raise his hand, covering his chest with trembling hands, coughed softly, opened his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted onto the ground!

"Second brother!" Xichun took a glance and was horrified. She rushed over and hugged him, bursting into tears.

Baoyu raised his head wearily, held her hand, and shook his head with a forced smile: "It's nothing. It's an old symptom. It hurts so much that the blood doesn't flow back to the menstrual period."

"Second brother, you must take care of yourself. The old lady and we all depend on you!" Xichun held his hand, crying and refusing to let go.

Baoyu smiled and patted her head: "Don't worry."

Wang Xifeng stood by and stared at her. After a while, she lowered her head and went back to serving Mrs. Xing.

Not to mention that the main room gradually calmed down and waited for the aftershocks.

Let’s talk about Situ Sheng.

Led by the soldiers, he came to a small courtyard in the east.

Situ Sheng looked around and couldn't help but frowned: "Why does this location look like my aunt's yard?"

"The general really knows the intricacies of this big family." The soldier gave a thumbs up in admiration, "How would we know?

"When we found Master Jia Er, he was already in this courtyard. Two maids were trying to drag him out, but he refused to leave.

"We surrounded this place and wanted to drive the two women to the main courtyard, but he still refused..."

How could this be?

You won't leave this house, nor will you leave your two maids?!

Situ Sheng's face was full of disgust: "What's wrong with this?!"

The soldier laughed at his expression and said, "Well, one of them is pregnant. That's fine, but what about the other one? Why won't she let go?"

The two of them walked into the house while talking.

Situ Sheng stood at the door and scanned the entire room from left to right.

Jia Zheng sat stiffly on a chair in the main room, his expression tense and frightened, yet he was trying to remain calm, which was twisted and funny.

On his left and right stood a young woman, whose sleeves were tightly held in Jia Zheng's hands - her hair was combed up, and it was obvious that they were the two concubines.

It seemed that the two women were much calmer than Master Jia Er, but there was a hint of helplessness and disgust between their brows.

Situ Sheng ignored the three of them and looked inside the house.

There is a large main room and two side rooms, all with door curtains lifted high, so that the objects inside can be seen at a glance.

The layout styles of the east and west rooms are completely different, which obviously shows that these should be the residences of the two maids.

The room on the east side is clean and tidy. Apart from the practical boxes and cabinets, there is only a floor-standing clock.

The room on the west side was slightly larger than the east room. In addition to the kang cabinet and two boxes, there was a large antique shelf against the wall.

The shelves were decorated with many jade vases, dishes and bonsai, as well as several exquisitely framed small paintings and calligraphy.

Situ Sheng pointed to the west room and said, "Is this the room where the woman got pregnant?"

The soldier nodded.

As he said this, Jia Zheng's expression became more and more strange, and his finger joints began to turn white.

Situ Sheng knew what was going on:

"Search."