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第一零零回 破好事香菱結深恨 悲遠嫁寶玉感離情
話說賈政去見了節度,進去了半日不見出來,外頭議論不一。李十兒在外也打聽不出什麼事來,便想到報上的饑荒,實在也著急,好容易聽見賈政出來,便迎上來跟著,等不得回去,在無人處便問:“老爺進去這半天,有什麼要緊的事?”賈政笑道:“并沒有事。只為鎮海總制是這位大人的親戚,有書來囑托照應我,所以說了些好話。又說我們如今也是親戚了。”李十兒聽得,心內喜歡,不免又壯了些膽子,便竭力縱恿賈政許這親事。賈政心想薛蟠的事到底有什麼挂礙,在外頭信息不早,難以打點,故回到本任來便打發家人進京打聽,順便將總制求親之事回明賈母,如若願意,即將三姑娘接到任所。家人奉命赶到京中,回明了王夫人,便在吏部打聽得賈政并無處分,惟將署太平縣的這位老爺革職,即寫了稟帖安慰了賈政,然後住著等信。
且說薛姨媽為著薛蟠這件人命官司,各衙門內不知花了多少銀錢,才定了誤殺具題。原打量將當舖折變給人,備銀贖罪。不想刑部駁審,又托人花了好些錢,總不中用,依舊定了個死罪,監著守候秋天大審。薛姨媽又氣又疼,日夜啼哭。寶釵雖時常過來勸解,說是:“哥哥本來沒造化。承受了祖父這些家業,就該安安頓頓的守著過日子。在南邊已經鬧的不象樣,便是香菱那件事情就了不得,因為仗著親戚們的勢力,花了些銀錢,這算白打死了一個公子。哥哥就該改過做起正經人來,也該奉養母親才是,不想進了京仍是這樣。媽媽為他不知受了多少氣,哭掉了多少眼淚。給他娶了親,原想大家安安逸逸的過日子,不想命該如此,偏偏娶的嫂子又是一個不安靜的,所以哥哥躲出門的。真正俗語說的‘冤家路兒狹’,不多幾天就鬧出人命來了。媽媽和二哥哥也算不得不盡心的了,花了銀錢不算,自己還求三拜四的謀干。無奈命里應該,也算自作自受。大凡養兒女是為著老來有靠,便是小戶人家還要掙一碗飯養活母親,那里有將現成的鬧光了反害的老人家哭的死去活來的?不是我說,哥哥的這樣行為,不是兒子,竟是個冤家對頭。媽媽再不明白,明哭到夜,夜哭到明,又受嫂子的氣。我呢,又不能常在這里勸解,我看見媽媽這樣,那里放得下心。他雖說是傻,也不肯叫我回去。前兒老爺打發人回來說,看見京報唬的了不得,所以才叫人來打點的。我想哥哥鬧了事,擔心的人也不少。幸虧我還是在跟前的一樣,若是離鄉調遠聽見了這個信,只怕我想媽媽也就想殺了。我求媽媽暫且養養神,趁哥哥的活口現在,問問各處的帳目。人家該咱們的,咱們該人家的,亦該請個舊伙計來算一算,看看還有幾個錢沒有。”薛姨媽哭著說道:“這幾天為鬧你哥哥的事,你來了,不是你勸我,便是我告訴你衙門的事。你還不知道,京里的官商名字已經退了,兩個當舖已經給了人家,銀子早拿來使完了。還有一個當舖,管事的逃了,虧空了好幾千兩銀子,也夾在里頭打官司。你二哥哥天天在外頭要帳,料著京里的帳已經去了幾萬銀子,只好拿南邊公分里銀子并住房折變才夠。前兩天還聽見一個荒信,說是南邊的公當舖也因為折了本兒收了。若是這麼著,你娘的命可就活不成的了。”說著,又大哭起來。寶釵也哭著勸道:“銀錢的事,媽媽操心也不中用,還有二哥哥給我們料理。單可恨這些伙計們,見咱們的勢頭兒敗了,各自奔各自的去也罷了,我還聽見說幫著人家來擠我們的訛頭。可見我哥哥活了這麼大,交的人總不過是些個酒肉弟兄,急難中是一個沒有的。媽媽若是疼我,聽我的話,有年紀的人,自己保重些。媽媽這一輩子。想來還不致挨凍受餓。家里這點子衣裳家伙,只好聽憑嫂子去,那是沒法兒的了。所有的家人婆子,瞧他們也沒心在這里,該去的叫他們去。就可怜香菱苦了一輩子,只好跟著媽媽過去。實在短什麼,我要是有的,還可以拿些個來,料我們那個也沒有不依的。就是襲姑娘也是心術正道的,他聽見我哥哥的事,他倒提起媽媽來就哭。我們那一個還道是沒事的,所以不大著急,若聽見了也是要唬個半死兒的。”薛姨媽不等說完,便說:“好姑娘,你可別告訴他。他為一個林姑娘幾乎沒要了命,如今才好了些。要是他急出個原故來,不但你添一層煩惱,我越發沒了依靠了。”寶釵道:“我也是這麼想,所以總沒告訴他。”正說著,只聽見金桂跑來外間屋里哭喊道:“我的命是不要的了!男人呢,已經是沒有活的分兒了。咱們如今索性鬧一鬧,大伙兒到法場上去拼一拼。”說著。便將頭往隔斷板上亂撞,撞的披頭散發。氣得薛姨媽白瞪著兩只眼,一句話也說不出來。還虧得寶釵嫂子長,嫂子短,好一句,歹一句的勸他。金桂道:“姑奶奶,如今你是比不得頭里的了。你兩口兒好好的過日子,我是個單身人兒,要臉做什麼!”說著,便要跑到街上回娘家去,虧得人還多,扯住了,又勸了半天方住。把個寶琴唬的再不敢見他。若是薛蝌在家,他便抹粉施脂,描眉畫鬢,奇情异致的打扮收拾起來,不時打從薛蝌住房前過,或故意咳嗽一聲,或明知薛蝌在屋,特問房里何人。有時遇見薛蝌,他便妖妖喬喬,嬌嬌痴痴的問寒問熱,忽喜忽嗔。丫頭們看見,都赶忙躲開。他自己也不覺得,只是一意一心要弄得薛蝌感情時,好行寶蟾之計。那薛蝌卻只躲著,有時遇見,也不敢不周旋一二,只怕他撒潑放刁的意思。更加金桂一則為色迷心,越瞧越愛,越想越幻,那里還看得出薛蝌的真假來。只有一宗,他見薛蝌有什麼東西都是托香菱收著,衣服縫洗也是香菱,兩個人偶然說話,他來了,急忙散開,一發動了一個醋字。欲待發作薛蝌,卻是舍不得,只得將一腔隱恨都擱在香菱身上。卻又恐怕鬧了香菱得罪了薛蝌,倒弄得隱忍不發。
一日,寶蟾走來笑嘻嘻的向金桂道:“奶奶看見了二爺沒有?”金桂道:“沒有。”寶蟾笑道:“我說二爺的那种假正經是信不得的。咱們前日送了酒去,他說不會喝,剛才我見他到太太那屋里去,那臉上紅扑扑兒的一臉酒氣。奶奶不信,回來只在咱們院門口等他,他打那邊過來時奶奶叫住他問問,看他說什麼。”金桂聽了,一心的怒氣,便道:“他那里就出來了呢。他既無情義,問他作什麼!”寶蟾道:“奶奶又迂了。他好說,咱們也好說,他不好說,咱們再另打主意。”金桂聽著有理,因叫寶蟾瞧著他,看他出去了。寶蟾答應著出來。金桂卻去打開鏡奩,又照了一照,把嘴唇兒又抹了一抹,然後拿一條灑花絹子,才要出來,又似忘了什麼的,心里倒不知怎麼是好了。只聽寶蟾外面說道:“二爺今日高興呵,那里喝了酒來了?”金桂聽了,明知是叫他出來的意思,連忙掀起帘子出來。只見薛蝌和寶蟾說道:“今日是張大爺的好日子,所以被他們強不過吃了半鐘,到這時候臉還發燒呢。”一句話沒說完,金桂早接口道:“自然人家外人的酒比咱們自己家里的酒是有趣兒的。”薛蝌被他拿話一激,臉越紅了,連忙走過來陪笑道:“嫂子說那里的話。”寶蟾見他二人交談,便躲到屋里去了。
這金桂初時原要假意發作薛蝌兩句,無奈一見他兩頰微紅,雙眸帶澀,別有一种謹願可怜之意,早把自己那驕悍之氣感化到爪洼國去了,因笑說道:“這麼說,你的酒是硬強著才肯喝的呢。”薛蝌道:“我那里喝得來。”金桂道:“不喝也好,強如象你哥哥喝出亂子來,明兒娶了你們奶奶兒,象我這樣守活寡受孤單呢!”說到這里,兩個眼已經乜斜了,兩腮上也覺紅暈了。薛蝌見這話越發邪僻了,打算著要走。金桂也看出來了,那里容得,早已走過來一把拉住。薛蝌急了道:“嫂子放尊重些。”說著渾身亂顫。金桂索性老著臉道:“你只管進來,我和你說一句要緊的話。”正鬧著,忽聽背後一個人叫道:“奶奶,香菱來了。”把金桂唬了一跳,回頭瞧時,卻是寶蟾掀著帘子看他二人的光景,一抬頭見香菱從那邊來了,赶忙知會金桂。金桂這一驚不小,手已松了。薛蝌得便脫身跑了。那香菱正走著,原不理會,忽聽寶蟾一嚷,才瞧見金桂在那里拉住薛蝌往里死拽。香菱卻唬的心頭亂跳,自己連忙轉身回去。這里金桂早已連嚇帶氣,呆呆的瞅著薛蝌去了。怔了半天,恨了一聲,自己掃興歸房,從此把香菱恨入骨髓。那香菱本是要到寶琴那里,剛走出腰門,看見這般,嚇回去了。
是日,寶釵在賈母屋里聽得王夫人告訴老太太要聘探春一事。賈母說道:“既是同鄉的人,很好。只是聽見那孩子到過我們家里,怎麼你老爺沒有提起?”王夫人道:“連我們也不知道。”賈母道:“好便好,但是道兒太遠。雖然老爺在那里,倘或將來老爺調任,可不是我們孩子太單了嗎。”王夫人道:“兩家都是做官的,也是拿不定。或者那邊還調進來,即不然,終有個葉落歸根。況且老爺既在那里做官,上司已經說了,好意思不給么?想來老爺的主意定了,只是不做主,故遣人來回老太太的。”賈母道:“你們願意更好。只是三丫頭這一去了,不知三年兩年那邊可能回家?若再遲了,恐怕我赶不上再見他一面了。”說著,掉下淚來。王夫人道:“孩子們大了,少不得總要給人家的。就是本鄉本土的人,除非不做官還使得,若是做官的,誰保得住總在一處。只要孩子們有造化就好。譬如迎姑娘倒配得近呢,偏是時常聽見他被女婿打鬧,甚至不給飯吃。就是我們送了東西去,他也摸不著。近來聽見益發不好了,也不放他回來。兩口子拌起來就說咱們使了他家的銀錢。可怜這孩子總不得個出頭的日子。前兒我惦記他,打發人去瞧他,迎丫頭藏在耳房里不肯出來。老婆子們必要進去,看見我們姑娘這樣冷天還穿著幾件舊衣裳。他一包眼淚的告訴婆子們說:‘回去別說我這麼苦,這也是命里所招,也不用送什麼衣服東西來,不但摸不著,反要添一頓打。說是我告訴的。’老太太想想,這倒是近處眼見的,若不好更難受。倒虧了大太太也不理會他,大老爺也不出個頭!如今迎姑娘實在比我們三等使喚的丫頭還不如。我想探丫頭雖不是我養的,老爺既看見過女婿,定然是好才許的。只請老太太示下,擇個好日子,多派幾個人送到他老爺任上。該怎麼著,老爺也不肯將就。”賈母道:“有他老子作主,你就料理妥當,揀個長行的日子送去,也就定了一件事。”王夫人答應著“是”。寶釵聽得明白,也不敢則聲,只是心里叫苦:“我們家里姑娘們就算他是個尖兒,如今又要遠嫁,眼看著這里的人一天少似一天了。”見王夫人起身告辭出去,他也送了出來,一徑回到自己房中,并不與寶玉說話。見襲人獨自一個做活,便將聽見的話說了。襲人也很不受用。
卻說趙姨娘聽見探春這事,反歡喜起來,心里說道:“我這個丫頭在家忒瞧不起我,我何從還是個娘,比他的丫頭還不濟。況且洑上水護著別人。他擋在頭里,連環兒也不得出頭。如今老爺接了去,我倒乾淨。想要他孝敬我,不能夠了。只願意他象迎丫頭似的,我也稱稱願。”一面想著,一面跑到探春那邊與他道喜說:“姑娘,你是要高飛的人了,到了姑爺那邊自然比家里還好。想來你也是願意的。便是養了你一場,并沒有借你的光兒。就是我有七分不好,也有三分的好,總不要一去了把我擱在腦杓子後頭。”探春聽著毫無道理,只低頭作活,一句也不言語。趙姨娘見他不理,氣忿忿的自己去了。
這里探春又氣又笑,又傷心,也不過自己掉淚而已。坐了一回,悶悶的走到寶玉這邊來。寶玉因問道:“三妹妹,我聽見林妹妹死的時候你在那里來著。我還聽見說,林妹妹死的時候遠遠的有音樂之聲。或者他是有來歷的也未可知。”探春笑道:“那是你心里想著罷了。只是那夜卻怪,不似人家鼓樂之音。你的話或者也是。”寶玉聽了,更以為實。又想前日自己神魂飄蕩之時,曾見一人,說是黛玉生不同人,死不同鬼,必是那里的仙子臨凡。忽又想起那年唱戲做的嫦娥,飄飄艷艷,何等風致。過了一回,探春去了。因必要紫鵑過來,立即回了賈母去叫他。無奈紫鵑心里不願意,雖經賈母王夫人派了過來,也就沒法,只是在寶玉跟前,不是噯聲,就是歎氣的。寶玉背地里拉著他,低聲下氣要問黛玉的話,紫鵑從沒好話回答。寶釵倒背底里夸他有忠心,并不嗔怪他。那雪雁雖是寶玉娶親這夜出過力的,寶釵見他心地不甚明白,便回了賈母王夫人,將他配了一個小廝,各自過活去了。王奶媽養著他,將來好送黛玉的靈柩回南。鸚哥等小丫頭仍伏侍了老太太。寶玉本想念黛玉,因此及彼,又想跟黛玉的人已經雲散,更加納悶。悶到無可如何,忽又想起黛玉死得這樣清楚,必是離凡返仙去了,反又喜歡。忽然聽見襲人和寶釵那里講究探春出嫁之事,寶玉聽了,啊呀的一聲,哭倒在炕上。唬得寶釵襲人都來扶起說:“怎麼了?”寶玉早哭的說不出來,定了一回子神,說道:“這日子過不得了!我姊妹們都一個一個的散了!林妹妹是成了仙去了。大姐姐呢已經死了,這也罷了,沒天天在一塊。二姐姐呢,碰著了一個混帳不堪的東西。三妹妹又要遠嫁,總不得見的了。史妹妹又不知要到那里去。薛妹妹是有了人家的。這些姐姐妹妹,難道一個都不留在家里,單留我做什麼!”襲人忙又拿話解勸。寶釵擺著手說:“你不用勸他,讓我來問他。”因問著寶玉道:“据你的心里,要這些姐妹都在家里陪到你老了,都不要為終身的事嗎?若說別人,或者還有別的想頭。你自己的姐姐妹妹,不用說沒有遠嫁的,就是有,老爺作主,你有什麼法兒!打量天下獨是你一個人愛姐姐妹妹呢,若是都象你,就連我也不能陪你了。大凡人念書,原為的是明理,怎麼你益發糊涂了。這麼說起來,我同襲姑娘各自一邊兒去,讓你把姐姐妹妹們都邀了來守著你。”寶玉聽了,兩只手拉住寶釵襲人道:“我也知道。為什麼散的這麼早呢?等我化了灰的時候再散也不遲。”襲人掩著他的嘴道:“又胡說。才這兩天身上好些,二奶奶才吃些飯。若是你又鬧翻了,我也不管了。”寶玉慢慢的聽他兩個人說話都有道理,只是心上不知道怎麼才好,只得強說道:“我卻明白,但只是心里鬧的慌。”寶釵也不理他,暗叫襲人快把定心丸給他吃了,慢慢的開導他。襲人便欲告訴探春說臨行不必來辭,寶釵道:“這怕什麼。等消停幾日,待他心里明白,還要叫他們多說句話兒呢。況且三姑娘是极明白的人,不象那些假惺惺的人,少不得有一番箴諫。他以後便不是這樣了。”正說著,賈母那邊打發過鴛鴦來說,知道寶玉舊病又發,叫襲人勸說安慰,叫他不要胡思亂想。襲人等應了。鴛鴦坐了一會子去了。那賈母又想起探春遠行,雖不備妝奩,其一應動用之物俱該預備,便把鳳姐叫來,將老爺的主意告訴了一遍,即叫他料理去。鳳姐答應,不知怎麼辦理,下回分解。
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تُكْشَفُ الخُطَّةُ الحَسَنةُ فَتُورِي "شِيانْ لِينغ" حُزْنًا عَمِيقًا، وَيَشْعُرُ "بَاوْ يُو" بِوَجْدَانِ الفُرْقَةِ لَمّا عَلِمَ بِزَوَاجِ البَعِيدَةِ
قَالُوا: ذَهَبَ "جَا تْشِينغ" لِمُقَابَلَةِ الحَاكِمِ الإِقْلِيمِيّ، وَدَخَلَ نَصْفَ يَوْمٍ لَمْ يَبْدُ مِنْهُ، وَكَانَتِ الأَقَاوِيلُ خَارِجًا مُخْتَلِفَةً. وَكَانَ "لِي شِي إِر" فِي الخَارِجِ أَيْضًا لَا يَسْتَطِيعُ أَنْ يَتَحَسَّسَ شَيْئًا، فَفَكَّرَ فِي المَجَاعَةِ المَنْشُورَةِ فِي الصُّحُفِ، فَكَانَ فِعْلًا قَلِقًا، وَلَمَّا سَمِعَ بِخُرُوجِ "جَا تْشِينغ" أَخِيرًا، تَلَقَّاهُ وَتَبِعَهُ، وَلَمْ يَتَحَمَّلِ العَوْدَةَ، فَسَأَلَهُ حَيْثُ لَا أَحَدَ: "أَيُّهَا السَّيِّد، دَخَلْتَ نَصْفَ هَذَا اليَوْمِ، فَهَلْ مِنْ أَمْرٍ مُهِمّ؟" فَضَحِكَ "جَا تْشِينغ" وَقَالَ: "لَمْ يَكُنْ شَيْءٌ. إِنَّمَا كَانَ حَاكِمُ "تْشِنْ هَاي" الإِقْلِيمِيّ مِنْ أَقَارِبِ هَذَا الرَّجُلِ العَظِيمِ، وَقَدْ أَرْسَلَ رِسَالَةً يَطْلُبُ فِيهَا الرِّعَايَةَ، فَتَكَلَّمَ بَعْضَ الكَلَامِ الطَّيِّبِ. وَقَالَ أَيْضًا إِنَّنَا الآنَ أَقَارِبُ أَيْضًا." فَلَمَّا سَمِعَ "لِي شِي إِر" ذَلِكَ، سُرَّ فِي دَاخِلِهِ، وَلَمْ يَمْلِكْ إِلَّا أَنْ تَشَجَّعَتْ جُرْأَتُهُ أَكْثَرَ، فَحَثَّ "جَا تْشِينغ" بِالقُوَّةِ عَلَى المُوَافَقَةِ عَلَى ذَلِكَ الزَّوَاجِ. وَكَانَ "جَا تْشِينغ" يُفَكِّرُ: مَا المُشْكِلَةُ فِي أَمْرِ "شْيُوه بَان" فِعْلًا؟ فَالمَعْلُومَاتُ فِي الخَارِجِ لَا تَأْتِي مُبَكِّرًا، فَيَصْعُبُ التَّدْبِيرُ، لِذَلِكَ لَمَّا عَادَ إِلَى مَنْصِبِهِ أَرْسَلَ أَحَدَ أَهْلِ البَيْتِ إِلَى بَكِينَ لِيَتَحَسَّسَ، وَلِيُخْبِرَ "جَا مُو" أَيْضًا بِطَلْبِ الحَاكِمِ الإِقْلِيمِيّ لِلزَّوَاجِ، فَإِنْ وَافَقَتْ، فَسَيُنْقِلُ الفَتَاةَ الثَّالِثَةَ إِلَى مَكَانِ عَمَلِهِ. فَانْطَلَقَ أَهْلُ البَيْتِ حَسْبَ الأَمْرِ إِلَى بَكِينَ، وَأَخْبَرُوا "وَانغ فُو جِن"، فَتَحَسَّسُوا فِي وِزَارَةِ المُوَظَّفِينَ وَعَلِمُوا أَنَّ "جَا تْشِينغ" لَمْ يَتَعَرَّضْ لِعُقُوبَةٍ، إِنَّمَا أُقِيلَ ذَلِكَ المُوَظَّفُ الَّذِي كَانَ يَعْمُلُ كَنَائِبٍ لِحَاكِمِ "تَاي بِينغ" مِنْ مَنْصِبِهِ، ثُمَّ كَتَبُوا رِسَالَةَ طُمَأْنِينَةٍ إِلَى "جَا تْشِينغ"، ثُمَّ أَقَاموا هُنَاكَ يَنْتَظِرُونَ الجَوَابَ.
وقالت: أما عن والدة شيه فإنها بسبب قضية القتل هذه التي تورط فيها ابنها شيه بان، أنفقت من الأموال على مختلف الدوائر الحكومية ما لا يُحصى، حتى حُكم عليه بالقتل الخطأ ورُفع التقرير بذلك. كانت تخطط في الأصل أن تبيع متاجر المرابحة وتحوّلها إلى غيرها، وتُعدّ الفدية من الفضة لتخفيف العقوبة. لكنها لم تتوقع أن تردّ وزارة العقوبات التحقيق، فلجأت إلى الواسطة وأنفقت المزيد من المال، فلم ينفع شيء، وبقي الحكم كما هو: حكم بالإعدام، محبوساً ينتظر المحاكمة الكبرى في الخريف. كانت والدة شيه تعاني من الغضب والألم، تبكي ليلاً ونهاراً. ومع أن باو تشاي كانت تأتي كثيراً لتعزّيها وتقول: "إن أخي لم يكن له حظ أصلاً. لقد ورث كل هذه الممتلكات من جده، وكان ينبغي له أن يحافظ عليها ويعيش في سلام واطمئنان. لقد أحدث الفوضى في الجنوب بطريقة لا تُطاق، حتى قضية شيانغ لينغ نفسها لم تكن أمراً هيّناً، فقد استند إلى نفوذ أقاربه وأنفق بعض المال، فقتل شاباً من أسرة نبيلة دون عقاب. كان ينبغي لأخي أن يتوب ويصبح رجلاً جاداً، وأن يعيل أمه كما ينبغي، لكنه لم يفعل، بل دخل العاصمة واستمر على نهجه القديم. كم عانت أمي بسببه، وكم ذرفت من الدموع! زوجته كانت تظن أن الجميع سيعيشون في راحة وهناء، لكن القدر كان قد حكم، فقد كانت الزوجة التي اختارها امرأة لا تعرف الهدوء والاستقرار، فلذلك خرج أخي وفرّ من البيت. حقاً صدق المثل القائل: 'طريق الأعداء ضيق'، فلم تمضِ أيام قليلة حتى أودى بحياة رجل. لم تقصّر أنتِ وأخوك الثاني في بذل الجهد، أنفقتما المال ولم تتوانيا في الوساطة والتوسل. لكن القدر كان محتوماً، وهذا جزاء ما كسبت يداه. إن الغاية من تربية الأبناء هي أن يكونوا سنداً في الكبر، فحتى الأسر الفقيرة تسعى لكسب قوتها لإعالة أمها، فكيف بمن يبدد ما بين يديه فيسبب لشيكته ألماً وحزناً حتى تكاد تموت من البكاء؟ لا أقول هذا لأزيدك ألماً، لكن تصرفات أخي لم تكن تصرفات ابن، بل تصرفات عدو يضرّ بأمه. إن لم تفهمي يا أمي، وبقيتِ تبكين ليلاً ونهاراً، فسوف تعانين أيضاً من جفوة زوجة ابنك. أما أنا، فلا أستطيع البقاء هنا دائماً لأعزّيك، فعندما أراك هاذ الحال، كيف يهدأ قلبي؟ رغم غبائه، فإنه لا يسمح لي بالعودة. أرسل الوالد يوماً يخبرنا بأنه رأى الجريدة الرسمية في العاصمة ففزع جداً، لذلك أرسل أحداً لترتيب الأمور. أعتقد أن كثيراً من الناس يقلقون بسبب ما فعله أخي. لحسن الحظ أنا هنا بالقرب منك، أما لو كنت بعيدة وسمعت هذا الخبر، فربما كان الحنين إليك سيقتلني. أطلب منك يا أمي أن ترتاحي قليلاً، وبما أن أخي لا يزال حياً، فاسألي عن الحسابات في كل مكان. ما لنا عند الناس وما لنا عليهم، وينبغي أن نستدعي أحد الموظفين القدامى ليحصي لنا، لنتأكد هل تبقى شيء من المال." بكت والدة شيه وقالت: "هذه الأيام التي انشغلت فيها بأخبار أخيك، كنتِ تأتين، إما تعزّيني أو أخبرك بأخبار الدوائر. أنتِ لا تعلمين أن أسماء التجار والموظفين في العاصمة قد سُحبت، ومتاجر المرابحتين قد أعطيت لغيرنا، والفضة قد استُهلكت بالكامل. لا يزال هناك متجر مرابحة آخر فرّ مديره، وكان ينقصه آلاف من الفضية، وهو أيضاً متورط في الدعوى. أخوك الثاني يخرج كل يوم لتحصيل الديون، وأظن أن ديون العاصمة بلغت عشرات الآلاف من الفضية، ولن تكفي إلا أموال الجنوب المشتركة وبيع المساكن. قبل أيام سمعت خبراً غير مؤكد بأن متاجر المرابحة في الجنوب أيضاً أغلقت بسبب الخسارة. إن كان الأمر كذلك، فحياة أمك لن تطول." وقالت ذلك، ثم انفجرت بالبكاء. بكت باو تشاي أيضاً وعزّتها قائلة: "لا نفع من قلقك يا أمي على المال، فأخوك الثاني يتولى هذه الأمور عنا. ما يحزنني هو هؤلاء الموظفون، فعندما رأوا أن نفوذنا بدأ يتلاشى، هجروا بعضهم بعضاً وذهبوا كل إلى حال سبيله، بل سمعت أنهم يساعدون الآخرين في ابتزازنا. يتبين أن أخي رغم طول حياته، لم يرتبط إلا بأصدقاء المآدب والشراب، لا أحد منهم يقف معه في الشدة. إن كنتِ ترحمني يا أمي، فاستمعي لقولي، أنتِ امرأة مسنة، حافظي على صحتك. أعتقد أنك لن تشكّي من البرد أو الجوع ما عشتِ. أما أغراض البيت وثيابه، فليس أمامك إلا أن تتركيها لزوجة ابنك، فليس هناك حل آخر. أما الخادمات والقريبات، فلا أرى لديهن رغبة في البقاء هنا، فمن تريد أن تذهب فلتذهب. إن شيانغ لينغ المسكينة عانت طوال حياتها، لا بد أن تذهب معك. إن نقص شيء، فما عندي يمكن أن أحضره، وأظن أن الآخرين لن يمانعوا. حتى صديقة شي، قلبها طيب، فعندما سمعت بخبر أخي، أخذت تبكي وتفكر فيك. أما صديقتنا الأخرى، فإنها تظن أنه لا بأس، لذلك لم تقلق كثيراً، لكن لو سمعت الخبر لفزعت حتى الموت." لم تنتظر والدة شيه أن تكمل حديثها، فقالت: "يا ابنتي العزيزة، لا تخبريها. لقد كادت تموت من أجل صديقتها لين، وهي الآن تتحسن قليلاً. لو فزعت لسبب آخر، فلن تزيدك هماً فحسب، بل أفقدني سندي الوحيد." قالت باو تشاي: "هكذا فكرت أنا أيضاً، لذلك لم أخبرها أبداً." وبينما كانت تتحدثان، سمعتا جين غوي تركض إلى الغرفة الخارجية وتصرخ باكية: "لن أعيش بعد اليوم! لم يعد لي رجل يعيلني. هيا نثور ونذهب جميعاً إلى ساحة الإعدام لنناضل." وقالت ذلك، ثم أخذت تضرب رأسها بالحاجز الخشبي حتى تطاير شعرها. غضبت والدة شيه واتسعت عيناها ولم تستطع أن تنطق بكلمة. لولا باو تشاي نادتها بأخت الزوج تارة وأخت الزوجة تارة أخرى، حيناً بلطف وحيناً بقسوة، لهدأتها. قالت جين غوي: "يا أخت الزوج، أنتِ لستِ كما كنتِ في الماضي. أنتِ وزوجك تعيشان حياة هانئة، أما أنا فامرأة وحيدة، ما حاجتي إلى الشرف!" وقالت ذلك، ثم أرادت أن تركض في الشارع إلى بيت أهلها.
幸虧人多,大家拉住了他,又勸了好半天才算停下來。唬得寶琴從此再不敢見他。若是在家,薛蝌便會塗脂抹粉,描眉畫鬢,以妖冶奇特的打扮收拾起來,時不時故意從薛蝌房前經過,或是故意咳嗽一聲,或是明知薛蝌在屋里,特地問房里是誰。有時遇見薛蝌,他便裝出妖嬈嬌痴的模樣,噓寒問暖,忽喜忽嗔。丫鬟們看見了,都趕忙躲開。他自己卻不覺得,只是一心想挑動薛蝌的感情,以便實施寶蟾的計策。那薛蝌卻總是躲著他,有時遇見,也不敢不應酬一二,只是怕他撒潑耍刁。更何況金桂一心迷戀他的美色,越看越愛,越想越痴迷,哪里還分辨得出薛蝌的真假。只有一件事,他見薛蝌有什麼東西都託香菱收著,衣服縫補洗涮也是香菱,兩個人偶然說話,他來了便急忙散開,這便觸動了一個「醋」字。想要發作薛蝌,卻又捨不得,只好把一腔隱恨都發洩在香菱身上。但又怕鬧了香菱會得罪薛蝌,於是只好隱忍不發。
一天,寶蟾走來笑嘻嘻地對金桂道:「奶奶看見二爺沒有?」金桂道:「沒有。」寶蟾笑道:「我說二爺那種假正經是信不得的。咱们前日送了酒去,他說不會喝,剛才我見他到太太那屋里去,那臉上紅撲撲兒的一臉酒氣。奶奶不信,回來只在咱们院門口等他,他從那邊過來時奶奶叫住他問問,看他說什麼。」金桂聽了,滿心怒氣,便道:「他哪里就出來了呢。他既無情義,問他做什麼!」寶蟾道:「奶奶又迂了。他好說,咱们也好說,他不好说,咱们再另打主意。」金桂聽著有理,便叫寶蟾看著他,看他是否出去了。寶蟾答應著出來。金桂卻去打開鏡奩,又照了一照,把嘴唇兒又抹了一抹,然後拿一條灑花絹子,正要出來,又似忘了什麼的,心里倒不知怎麼是好了。只聽寶蟾在外面說道:「二爺今日高興呵,那里喝了酒來了?」金桂聽了,明知是叫他出來的意思,連忙掀開帘子出來。只見薛蝌和寶蟾說道:「今日是張大爺的好日子,所以被他們強不過吃了半鐘,到這時候臉還發燒呢。」一句話沒說完,金桂早接口道:「自然人家外人的酒比咱们自己家里的酒是有趣兒的。」薛蝌被他拿話一激,臉越紅了,連忙走過來陪笑道:「嫂子說那里的話。」寶蟾見他二人交談,便躲到屋里去了。
這金桂起初原要假意發作薛蝌兩句,無奈一見他兩頰微紅,雙眸含羞,別有一種謹慎可憐之意,早把自己那驕悍之氣感化到爪哇國去了,因笑說道:「這麼說,你的酒是硬強著才肯喝的呢。」薛蝌道:「我那里喝得來。」金桂道:「不喝也好,強如像你哥哥喝出亂子來,明兒娶了你們奶奶兒,像我這樣守活寡受孤單呢!」說到這儿,兩個眼已經乜斜了,兩腮上也覺紅暈了。薛蝌見這話越發邪僻了,打算著要走。金桂也看出來了,哪里容得,早已走過來一把拉住。薛蝌急了道:「嫂子放尊重些。」說著渾身亂顫。金桂索性厚著臉道:「你只管進來,我和你說一句要緊的話。」正鬧著,忽聽背後一個人叫道:「奶奶,香菱來了。」唬得金桂一跳,回頭瞧時,卻是寶蟾掀著帘子看他二人的光景,一抬頭見香菱從那邊來了,趕忙知會金桂。金桂這一驚不小,手已鬆了。薛蝌趁機脫身跑了。那香菱正走著,原不理會,忽聽寶蟾一嚷,才瞧見金桂在那里拉住薛蝌往里死拽。香菱卻唬得心頭亂跳,自己連忙轉身回去。這儿金桂早已連嚇帶氣,呆呆地瞅著薛蝌去了。怔了半天,恨了一聲,自己掃興回房,從此把香菱恨入骨髓。那原是要到寶琴那里,剛走出腰門,看見這般,嚇回去了。
في ذلك اليوم، كانت باو تشاي في غرفة جيا موه تسمع وانغ فو رين تخبر السيدة العجوز بعقد خطوبة تان تشون. قالت جيا موه: "إن كان من نفس البلدة، فهذا حسن. غير أنني سمعت أن الفتاة قد زارتنا في بيتنا، فلمَ لم يذكر ذلك سيدنا؟" قالت وانغ فو رين: "حتى نحن لم نكن نعلم." قالت جيا موه: "حسناً هو، غير أن الطريق بعيدة جداً. وإن كان سيدنا هناك، فإن نقل في المستقبل، ألن تصبح فتاتنا وحيدة؟" قالت وانغ فو رين: "العائلتان كلاهما في خدمة الدولة، والأمر غير مؤكد أيضاً. لعل الطرف الآخر يُنقل إلى هنا، وإلا ففي النهاية لا بد من عودة الأوراق إلى جذورها. وفوق ذلك، بما أن سيدنا يعمل هناك في منصبه، وقد قال فيه المسؤول الأعلى، فكيف يمكنه ألا يستجيب؟ أظن أن قرار سيدنا قد حُسم، غير أنه لا يريد أن يتخذ القرار بنفسه، لذلك أرسل أحدهم ليعود بالسؤال إلى السيدة العجوز." قالت جيا موه: "إن كنتما راضييتين فأفضل. غير أن هذه الفتاة الثالثة إن ذهبت، لا أدري أبعد كم سنة أو سنتين يمكنها العودة من هناك؟ وإن تأخر الأمر، فأخشى ألا ألقاها مرة أخرى." وقالت هذا وذرفت الدموع. قالت وانغ فو رين: "إن الأولاد يكبرون، ولا بد أن يُزوجوا. حتى أبناء البلدة نفسها، ما لم يتخلوا عن الخدمة لا سبيل، أما إن كانوا في الخدمة، فمن يضمن أنهم يبقون في مكان واحد؟ المهم أن يكون للأولاد حظهم. فنينغ غونغ رنغ مثلاً زُوِّجت في مكان قريب، غير أننا نسمع دائماً أن زوجها يضربها ويسيء معاملها، حتى إنه لا يطعمها. حتى حين نرسل لها أشياء، لا تصل إليها. سمعنا مؤخراً أن حالها يزداد سوءاً، ولا يُسمح لها بالعودة. وحين يتشاجر الزوجان يقولان إننا استخدمنا أموالهم. تلك المسكينة لا تنال يوماً فرجاً. قبل أيام اشتقت إليها فأرسلت من يزورها، فاختبأت نينغ ييه تو في غرفة الجوار ورفضت الخروح. أصرّ الخدم على الدخول، فوجدوا فتاتنا ترتدي ثياباً قديمة في هذا البرد القارس. أخبرتهم والدموع في عينيها: 'عند عودتكم لا تخبروا أحداً بما أعانيه، فهذا مقدور من القدر، ولا ترسلوا لي ثياباً أو أشياء، فبالإضافة إلى أنني لن أحصل عليها، سأتلقى ضرباً آخر يقولون إنني أنا من أخبرتكم.' تأملي يا سيدتي العجوز، هذا ما نراه بعيننا في مكان قريب، وإن كان سيئاً فكيف سيكون البعيد؟ إن السيدة الكبرى لم تكترث لها، والسيد الأكبر لم يتدخل! الآن نينغ غونغ رنغ أسوأ من خادماتنا من الدرجة الثالثة. أظن أن تان ييه تو وإن لم تربَّ عندي، فإن سيدنا رأى صهره فلا بد أنه كان صالحاً ليزوّجها. أرجو أن تأمر السيدة العجوز باختيار يوم مبارك، ونرسل عدة أشخاص ليوصلوها إلى مقر خدمة سيدنا. وكيفما كان، فلن يقبل سيدنا بالمساومة." قالت جيا موه: "ما دام أبوها هو صاحب القرار، فتولي الأمر واختاري يوماً مناسباً للسفر وأرسليها، وبذلك يُحسم أمر." أجابت وانغ فو رين: "نعم." سمعت باو تشاي ذلك بوضوح، ولم تجرؤ على الكلام، غير أن قلبها كان يتمزق ألماً: "فتيات بيتنا حتى وإن كانت هي الأفضل، ها هي الآن تتزوج في مكان بعيد، وها أرى الناس هنا يتناقصون يوماً بعد يوم." رأت وانغ فو رين تنهض وتودع وتخرج، فودعتها هي الأخرى، ثم عادت مباشرة إلى غرفتها ولم تتكلم مع باو يو. رأت شي رين تصنع شيئاً وحدها، فقصت عليها ما سمعت. فتضايقت شي رين هي الأخرى.
أما تشاو ييه ليانغ فلما سمعت خبر تان تشون، انشرح صدرها وقالت في نفسها: "هذه الفتاة تحتقرني في البيت، أنا أمها ومع ذلك لا أنفع أكثر من خادمتها. وفوق ذلك تجري مع التيار وتدافع عن غيري. تقف في المقدمة فلا يستطيع هوان إر أن يبرز. الآن سيدنا يأخذها، فأرتاح من همّي. أرادت أن تخدمني، لن تستطيع. ما أريده هو أن تكون مثل نينغ ييه تو فأرضي." وبينما كانت تفكر في هذا، ذهبت إلى تان تشون لتهنئتها وقالت: "يا فتاة، أنت الآن طائر ستحلقين عالياً، وعند زوجك ستكونين أفضل مما أنتِ هنا. أظن أنك راضية. حتى وإن ربطكِ لم تستفيدي مني. وإن كان فيّ سبعة أجزاء سيئة، ففيها ثلاثة حسنة، فلا تنسينني بعد رحيلك." سمعت تان تشون هذا الكلام الذي لا منطق له، فأخفضت رأسها وواصلت عملها ولم تنطق بكلمة. رأت تشاو ييه ليانغ أنها تتجاهلها، فغادرت وهي تملأها الحنق.
Here, Tanchun was both angry and amused, and heartbroken as well—she could do nothing but shed her own tears. After sitting for a while, she walked over in a gloomy mood to Baoyu's place. Baoyu asked her, "Third Sister, I heard you was there when Sister Lin died. I also heard that when Sister Lin died, there was the sound of music in the distance. Perhaps she had a special origin after all." Tanchun smiled and said, "That's just what you imagined in your heart. It was strange that night, though—it didn't sound like ordinary music from a household. Maybe what you said is right." After hearing this, Baoyu became even more convinced. He also recalled how his soul had wandered before, when he had seen someone who said that Daiyu was not like ordinary people in life and not like ordinary ghosts in death—she must have been a fairy from the immortal realm who had descended to earth. He suddenly also thought of the actress who had played Chang'e in that opera years ago, so graceful and elegant, so enchanting. After a while, Tanchun left. Because he absolutely wanted Zijuan to come, he immediately went back to Grandmother Jia to ask for her. Zijuan, however, was unwilling in her heart. Although Grandmother Jia and Lady Wang had assigned her to come, she had no choice but to be around Baoyu—sighing or groaning all the time. Baoyu pulled her aside in private, speaking humbly and softly, trying to ask about Daiyu, but Zijuan never gave him a good answer. Baochai, on the other hand, praised her loyalty behind her back and did not blame her at all. As for Xueyan, although she had been of service on the night of Baoyu's wedding, Baochai saw that her mind was not very clear, so she went back to Grandmother Jia and Lady Wang and married her off to a young servant, and they each went their own way to live. Nanny Wang was raising her, so that in the future she could escort Daiyu's coffin back to the south. Parrot and the other young maids continued to serve the old lady. Baoyu had been missing Daiyu, and from this he extended his thoughts further—since the people who had been with Daiyu had scattered like clouds, he became even more depressed. When his melancholy became unbearable, he suddenly thought that since Daiyu had died so lucidly, she must have left the mortal world and returned to the immortal realm—and he became happy again. Suddenly, he heard Xiren and Baochai discussing Tanchun's marriage over there. After hearing this, Baoyu let out an "Ah!" and collapsed crying on the kang. Baochai and Xiren were frightened and came to support him, saying, "What's wrong?" Baoyu had already cried so much that he couldn't speak. After composing himself for a moment, he said, "This life is unbearable! My sisters have scattered one by one! Sister Lin has become an immortal. The eldest sister has already died—well, that's that, we weren't together every day anyway. Second Sister has met a despicable wretch. Third Sister is about to be married far away—I'll never see her again. I don't know where Sister Shi will go. Sister Xue already has a husband. Why won't even one of these sisters and cousins stay at home? Why leave only me here!" Xiren quickly tried to comfort him with words. Baochai waved her hand and said, "Don't bother comforting him. Let me ask him." She then asked Baoyu, "In your heart, do you want all these sisters to stay at home with you until you're old, and not have to worry about their own futures? As for others, they might have other thoughts. Your own sisters and cousins—needless to say, if there are those who are to be married far away, it's Father who makes the decisions. What can you do about it! Do you think you're the only one in the world who loves his sisters and cousins? If everyone were like you, even I couldn't stay with you. Generally, people study to become reasonable—how have you become even more confused? If we put it that way, Xiren and I will each go our own way, and you can invite all your sisters and cousins to stay with you." After hearing this, Baoyu held Baochai and Xiren with both hands and said, "I know. But why did they scatter so early? It wouldn't be too late to scatter after I turn to ashes!" Xiren covered his mouth and said, "Nonsense again. You've only just gotten a bit better these past two days, and Second Madam has only just started eating some food. If you cause another scene again, I won't take care of you anymore." Baoyu slowly listened to both of them, and their words made sense, but he didn't know what to do in his heart, so he could only force himself to say, "I do understand, but my heart is just restless." Baochai ignored him and secretly told Xiren to quickly give him the calming medicine and gradually guide him. Xiren wanted to tell Tanchun that there was no need to come to say farewell before her departure. Baochai said, "What's there to fear? Wait a few days until he understands in his heart—we'll even have them talk more. Besides, Third Miss is an extremely sensible person, not like those hypocritical ones. She's bound to give some admonishment. She won't be like this anymore in the future." Just as they were speaking, Grandmother Jia sent Yuanyang over there, knowing that Baoyu's old illness had flared up again, and asked Xiren to comfort him and tell him not to let his thoughts run wild. Xiren and the others acknowledged. Yuanyang sat for a while and left. Grandmother Jia then thought of Tanchun's distant journey. Although her dowry was not being prepared, all the necessary items should be made ready, so she called Xifeng over, told her of the Master's intention, and had her take care of it. Xifeng agreed. How she would handle it will be explained in the next chapter.
Chapter 100
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Chapter 100
An Ill-Fated Love Deepens Xiangling's Resentment
A Sad Distant Marriage Arouses Baoyu's Grief at Parting
Jia Zheng had gone to call on the provincial governor and had been inside for half a day without coming out. Outside, speculation was rife. Li Shi'er, waiting outside, could learn nothing. Thinking of the famine mentioned in the gazette, he was truly anxious. When at last he saw Jia Zheng emerge, he went up to him and followed him. Unable to wait until they returned home, he asked Jia Zheng when they were alone: "You were inside for half a day, sir. Was there something important?" Jia Zheng smiled. "Nothing at all. It's just that the governor of Zhenhai is a relative of his excellency here. He wrote asking him to look after me, so he said a few kind words. He also said that we are now relatives." When Li Shi'er heard this, his heart rejoiced and his courage grew. He urged Jia Zheng all the more to agree to the marriage. Jia Zheng reflected that there must still be some obstacle in Xue Pan's case, and since news from outside came too late to be of use, he had returned to his post to send a servant to the capital to make inquiries. At the same time, the servant was to inform the Lady Dowager of the governor's proposal of marriage. If she was willing, Third Miss would be brought to his post. The servant, having received his orders, hastened to the capital and reported to Lady Wang. He then went to the Board of Civil Office to make inquiries and learned that Jia Zheng had not been punished at all—only the magistrate who had acted as prefect of Taiping County had been dismissed from his post. He thereupon wrote a letter of reassurance to Jia Zheng and then remained in the capital awaiting further instructions.
Meanwhile, Aunt Xue had spent an immense sum of money bribing officials in every yamen over the manslaughter case involving Xue Pan, and the verdict had finally been fixed as "negligent killing" and memorialized to the higher courts. She had planned to sell off the pawnshops and use the proceeds to redeem her son. But then the Ministry of Punishments rejected the case. She spent more money through intermediaries, but to no avail — the death sentence stood, and Xue Pan was held in prison awaiting the autumn assizes.
Aunt Xue was beside herself with grief and fury, weeping day and night. Baochai came frequently to comfort her. "Elder Brother simply lacked the fortune to amount to anything," she would say. "He inherited all of grandfather's property — he ought to have lived quietly and steadily. He made a terrible scene in the south, and the matter of Xiangling alone was beyond bearing. He relied on the influence of relatives and spent money to cover it up — and ended up killing a young gentleman outright. Elder Brother ought to have reformed himself and become a proper man, and he ought to have supported you, Mother. But after coming to the capital, he carried on just as before. You've endured so many indignities on his behalf, and shed so many tears. When we married him off, we thought everyone would live in peace and comfort, but fate decreed otherwise — we happened to marry a sister-in-law who was anything but peaceful, so Elder Brother left home. As the old saying goes, 'Fated enemies meet on a narrow road.' In just a few days, a life was lost. Mother and Second Brother have done everything they could — they've spent money and humbled themselves, begging and scheming. But fate will have it so, and he has only himself to blame. People raise children so they'll have someone to rely on in old age. Even a poor household will scrape together a bowl of rice to support a mother. Who has ever seen someone squander a ready-made fortune and then reduce his old mother to crying herself to death? I don't mean to be harsh, but Elder Brother's behavior isn't that of a son — he's a sworn enemy. If you don't see this clearly, Mother, and you cry from morning to night and night to morning, and on top of that endure your daughter-in-law's abuse — as for me, I can't always be here to comfort you. Seeing you like this, how can I rest easy? Though he's foolish, he won't let me leave either. The other day Father sent someone back saying he'd seen the court gazette and was terrified, which is why he sent someone to make arrangements. I think quite a number of people are worried about Elder Brother's trouble. Fortunately, I'm still here as before. If I were far from home and received this news, I'd probably be driven mad worrying about you. I beg you, Mother, to take care of yourself for now. While Elder Brother is still alive, we should ask about the accounts everywhere — what others owe us and what we owe them. We should hire an old clerk to do the reckoning and see how much money is left."
Aunt Xue said through her tears, "These past few days, with all this trouble over your brother, when you've come, either you've comforted me or I've told you about the yamen business. You don't know this, but the names of the Beijing merchants and bankers have already been withdrawn. Two pawnshops have been handed over to others, and the silver has long since been used up. There's still one pawnshop — the manager ran off, leaving a deficit of several thousand taels of silver, and that's tied up in the lawsuit too. Your Second Brother goes out every day collecting debts. I reckon tens of thousands of taels have already been spent on the Beijing accounts. We'll have to use the silver from the southern branch and sell off the houses to make up the amount. A couple of days ago I even heard a rumor that the southern pawnshops have closed because they lost money at the exchange rate. If that's true, your mother's life won't be worth living." And she burst into loud weeping again.
Baochai wept too, as she tried to comfort her. "As for money matters, Mother, worrying about them won't help. Second Brother will handle things for us. What I hate is these clerks and managers — seeing that our fortunes have declined, they've each gone their own way. That would be one thing. But I've even heard that they're helping others squeeze us for extortion. It seems that in all his years, Elder Brother's friends have been nothing but drinking and eating companions — not one of them is there in a time of crisis. If you care for me, Mother, listen to what I say. At your age, you must take care of yourself. For the rest of your life, I don't think you'll go cold or hungry. As for the clothes and household things at home, you'll have to let Sister-in-law do as she pleases — there's nothing to be done about that. As for the servants and old women, they have no heart in staying here either. Those who want to leave should be allowed to go. The only pity is Xiangling, who has suffered all her life — she'll just have to stay with you. If you're short of anything, if I have it, I can contribute something, and I don't think the others would refuse. Even Aroma is upright and principled. When she heard about Elder Brother's trouble, she wept for you as soon as she mentioned you. The other one still thinks nothing has happened, so she's not terribly worried — but if she heard about it, she'd be frightened half to death."
Before she had finished, Aunt Xue said, "Good child, you mustn't tell him. He nearly lost his life over Miss Lin, and he's only just recovered somewhat. If something were to happen to him from the shock, not only would you have another worry on your hands, but I'd lose my only support."
Baochai said, "That's exactly why I haven't told him."
Just then they heard Jingu charging into the outer room, crying and screaming, "I don't want my life anymore! My husband no longer has any chance of living. Let's make a scene — let's all rush to the execution ground and fight it out!" With that, she began ramming her head against the partition board wildly, her hair flying in all directions. Aunt Xue was so furious that she stared with wide eyes, unable to utter a word. Fortunately, Baochai called her "Sister-in-law" over and over, coaxing her with soft words and stern ones alike.
Jingu said, "Niece, you're not what you used to be. You and your husband live nicely together, but I'm alone — what do I care about face?" With that, she tried to run out to the street to return to her parents' home.
Fortunately, there were many people present who held her back and persuaded her for a long while before she finally stopped. This so frightened Baoqin that she dared not see him again. As for Xue Ke, when he was at home, she would powder her face and apply rouge, paint her eyebrows and arrange her hair, dressing herself up in the most extraordinary and provocative manner. She would constantly walk past Xue Ke's quarters, or deliberately cough as she passed, or, knowing full well that Xue Ke was inside, call out to ask who was in the room. Sometimes when she encountered Xue Ke, she would behave in a coquettish and lovesick manner, asking him solicitously whether he was warm or cold, now smiling now pouting. The maids, seeing this, would hurriedly make themselves scarce. She herself was quite unaware of what she was doing—her single-minded aim was to ensnare Xue Ke's affections so that she might carry out her scheme regarding Baochai. As for Xue Ke, he simply avoided her. When they did chance to meet, he could not help but exchange a few courtesies with her, fearing only that she might make a scene or become difficult. Moreover, Jinguí, her heart enslaved by lust, the more she gazed upon him the more she loved him, and the more she thought of him the more her fantasies multiplied—she could no longer discern any falseness in Xue Ke's behavior. There was only one thing: whenever she saw that Xue Ke entrusted Xiangling to keep his belongings, and that Xiangling also mended and washed his clothes, and that the two of them would hastily disperse whenever she appeared while they were talking, this alone stirred the demon of jealousy in her. She wished to vent her anger upon Xue Ke, yet she could not bear to do so, and so she bottled up all her hidden resentment against Xiangling instead. Yet she also feared that if she made trouble for Xiangling, she might offend Xue Ke, and so she forced herself to swallow her anger and say nothing.
One day, Baochai came in, smiling cheerfully, and said to Jinguí, "Did you see Second Master?" Jinguí replied, "No." Baochai laughed and said, "I told you—Second Master's affected propriety is not to be trusted. The other day when we sent him some wine, he said he couldn't drink. Just now I saw him going to the old lady's quarters, his face all flushed and reeking of wine. If you don't believe me, just wait for him at our courtyard gate when he comes back this way. When he passes by, stop him and ask him—see what he says." When Jinguí heard this, her heart seethed with anger. "He hasn't even come out yet!" she said. "Since he has no regard for me, what would be the point of asking him?" Baochai replied, "You're being foolish again. If he speaks civilly, so shall we. If he doesn't, we'll think of another plan." Jinguí saw the sense in this and told Baochai to watch for him and see if he went out. Baochai assented and went. Jinguí then opened her mirror case and examined herself once more, touched up her lips, and took up a flowered silk handkerchief. She was about to go out when it seemed she had forgotten something; her mind was in such a state that she did not know what to do. Then she heard Baochai call from outside, "Second Master seems in fine spirits today—where did you get your wine?" Jinguí understood that this was a signal for her to come out. She hastily lifted the curtain and emerged. She saw Xue Ke saying to Baochai, "Today is Master Zhang's birthday celebration, so they pressed me so hard that I had to drink half a cup. Even now my face is still burning." Before he could finish, Jinguí interjected, "Naturally, other people's wine is more interesting than wine in one's own home." Stung by her words, Xue Ke's face grew even redder. He stepped forward with a conciliatory smile. "Sister-in-law, what are you saying?" Seeing the two of them in conversation, Baochai slipped back inside.
At first, Jinguí had intended to feign anger and scold Xue Ke a little, but the moment she saw the faint flush on his cheeks and the slightly drowsy look in his eyes, there was something so earnest and pitiable about him that all her overbearing arrogance evaporated and drifted away to the ends of the earth. She smiled and said, "So you say, your wine was forced upon you?" Xue Ke replied, "I can't really drink." Jinguí said, "It's just as well not to drink. It's better than your elder brother, who drank himself into trouble and married your sister-in-law, leaving me here to live as a widow all alone!" By now her eyes had taken on a sidelong, languorous look, and a flush had spread across her cheeks. Seeing that her words had grown even more improper, Xue Ke made to leave. But Jinguí saw through him and would not allow it. She had already rushed over and seized him by the arm. Xue Ke, thoroughly alarmed, said, "Sister-in-law, have a care for propriety!" His whole body trembled. Jinguí, throwing all restraint to the winds, said, "Just come inside—I have something important to tell you." Just then a voice called from behind, "Madam, Xiangling is here!" Jinguí was so startled that she turned her head. It was Baochai, who had lifted the curtain to observe the scene between the two of them, and on raising her head had seen Xiangling approaching from the other direction. She hastily warned Jinguí. This gave Jinguí quite a shock, and her hand loosened. Xue Ke seized the opportunity and fled. Xiangling, who had been walking along without paying attention, only now noticed something amiss at Baochai's shout, and saw Jinguí pulling Xue Ke and trying to drag him inside. Xiangling's heart pounded with fright, and she turned and hurried back the way she had come. By now Jinguí, shaken and furious, stared blankly at Xue Ke's retreating figure. After standing dazed for a long while, she gave a spiteful cry and went back to her room in defeat, from that day forward hating Xiangling to the very marrow of her bones. As for Xiangling, she had been on her way to Baoqin's. She had just passed through the side gate when she saw what was happening and, frightened, turned back.
That day, Baoyu's cousin Baochai was in the Dowager's quarters when she heard Lady Wang tell the old lady about the proposed marriage for Tanchun. The Dowager said, "Since they're from our hometown, that's good. But I hear the young man has visited our household before—why didn't your lord mention it?" Lady Wang replied, "Even we didn't know." The Dowager said, "It's fine, but the distance is too great. Though your lord is stationed there, if he should be transferred later, won't our girl be left too isolated?" Lady Wang said, "Both families are in official service, so nothing is certain. Perhaps they'll be transferred back, or if not, she'll eventually return to her roots. Besides, since your lord holds a post there and his superior has already broached the matter, how could he refuse? I think his mind is made up; he simply doesn't presume to decide on his own, so he sent someone to consult you, Mother." The Dowager said, "If you're willing, so much the better. But once Third Girl leaves, who knows whether she can come home in two or three years? If it's delayed any longer, I fear I won't live to see her again." She began to weep. Lady Wang said, "When children grow up, they must be married off. Even with people from one's own district, unless they're not in official service, no one can guarantee they'll stay in one place. As long as the children have good fortune, that's what matters. Take Yingchun, for instance—her match was nearby, yet we constantly hear how her husband beats and torments her, even withholding food. Even when we send things to her, she never receives them. Lately I've heard she's doing worse, and he won't let her come home. When the couple quarrels, he says we owe him money. The poor girl never sees a day of relief. The other day I was worried about her and sent someone to check on her—Yingchun hid in the side room and refused to come out. The old women insisted on going in and found our girl still wearing a few old garments in that cold weather. She told the women with tears streaming down her face: 'Don't tell them how I suffer when you go back. This is my fate, and don't send any clothes or things—not only will I never receive them, but it'll earn me another beating. He'll say I told you.' Just think, Mother—this is right under our noses, and if she's suffering this much, how much worse it must be for those farther away. At least the First Lady ignores it, and the First Master doesn't stick his neck out! As things stand, Yingchun is worse off than our third-rank serving girls. I think though Tanchun isn't my own child, since your lord has seen the son-in-law, he must have approved of him before giving his consent. I only ask you, Mother, to set a good day and send several people to escort her to your lord's post. As for the arrangements, your lord won't cut corners." The Dowager said, "Since her father is in charge, you handle the preparations properly. Choose a favorable day for the journey and send her off—that will settle one matter." Lady Wang answered, "Yes." Baochai heard everything clearly but dared not say a word; in her heart she cried out in anguish: "Even if our girls here consider her the best of them, now she's to be married far away, and I can see the people here dwindling day by day." When Lady Wang rose to take her leave, Baochai saw her out, then went straight back to her own room without speaking to Baoyu. Finding Xiren alone at her needlework, she told her what she had heard. Xiren was also deeply distressed.
Now when Concubine Zhao heard about Tanchun's engagement, she was actually delighted. She thought to herself, "This girl of mine has always looked down on me at home—I'm her own mother, yet I'm worse off than her maids. Besides, she goes with the current and shields others. She puts herself in front, and even Huan'er can't get a word in. Now that the Master is taking her away, I'll have peace. She won't be able to show me filial piety anymore. I only wish she'd end up like Yingchun—then I'd be satisfied." With these thoughts running through her mind, she went straight to Tanchun's quarters to congratulate her. "My girl, you're going to soar high now! Once you're with your husband, things will surely be better than at home. I imagine you're willing too. After all, I raised you, but I've never benefited from your light. Even if I'm seven parts bad, I'm three parts good—just don't forget me once you've gone." Tanchun listened to this nonsensical talk, kept her head down at her needlework, and said not a word. When Concubine Zhao saw she was being ignored, she left in a huff.
Here Tanchun was both angry and amused, and heartbroken too—there was nothing for it but to weep in silence. After sitting for a while, she went over to Baoyu in low spirits. Baoyu asked her, "Third Sister, I heard you was there when Sister Lin died. I also heard that when she died there was the sound of music in the distance. Perhaps she was someone of extraordinary origin after all." Tanchun smiled and replied, "That's just what you want to believe. But that night was strange—it didn't sound like ordinary music. Still, you may be right." This made Baoyu all the more convinced. Then he recalled how, on that day when his spirit had wandered, he had seen someone who told him that Daiyu had been unlike ordinary people in life and would be unlike ordinary ghosts in death—she must have been an immortal goddess who had descended to the mortal world. He suddenly thought too of the actress who had played the Moon Goddess Chang'e in that opera years ago, so ethereal and elegant, so captivating in every way. After a while Tanchun left. Baoyu then insisted on having Zijuan sent for and immediately reported this to the Lady Dowager. Much as Zijuan was unwilling, she had no choice once the Lady Dowager and Lady Wang had assigned her to him. She simply sighed or heaved Baoyu's presence, either giving a faint groan or a long sigh. Whenever Baoyu took her aside and humbly tried to question her about Daiyu, Zijuan never gave him a civil reply. Yet Baochai privately praised her loyalty and was not in the least offended by her. As for Xueyan, although she had helped on the night of Baoyu's wedding, Baochai found her rather simple-minded and reported this to the Lady Dowager and Lady Wang. So they married her off to a young servant, and she went to make her own living. She was to be nursed by Nanny Wang, so that in future she could escort Daiyu's coffin back to the south. The little maidservant Yingge and the others continued to wait on the old lady. Baoyu had been missing Daiyu, and thinking of her he reflected that even those who had been close to her had now scattered like clouds, which made him still more depressed. When he was at his wits' end, it occurred to him that since Daiyu had died in such a transcendent manner, she must have left the mortal world to return to the immortal realm, and this thought cheered him up. Then he happened to overhear Xiren and Baochai discussing Tanchun's approaching marriage. At this he cried out and collapsed weeping on the kang. Baochai and Xiren were alarmed. They rushed to help him up and asked what was wrong. Baoyu was sobbing too wildly to speak. When he had collected himself a little he cried, "I can't go on living like this! My sisters are drifting away one by one! Sister Lin has become an immortal. My eldest sister has died—well, there's nothing to be done about that, we weren't together every day anyway. Second Sister has married a scoundrel not fit to be mentioned. Third Sister is going to be married far away—I'll never see her again. I don't know where Sister Shi is going. Sister Xue is already betrothed. Why should none of these sisters and cousins stay at home? Why should I be the only one left?" Xiren hastily tried to comfort him. Baochai waved her hand. "Don't bother. Let me talk to him." She asked Baoyu, "In your heart of hearts, do you want all these sisters to stay at home with you till you're old, and never marry? As for other people, they might have different ideas. But your own sisters and cousins—even if some were to be married far away, it would be up to your father to decide, and what could you do about it? Do you imagine you're the only person in the world who loves his sisters? If everyone were like you, even I couldn't stay with you. The whole point of studying is to learn sense—how can you be more muddle-headed than ever? If that's how you feel, I and Miss Xiren will each go our own way, and you can invite all your sisters and cousins to stay and keep you company." Baoyu seized both Baochai's and Xiren's hands. "I know that. But why must they scatter so soon? They could wait till I've turned to ashes before parting." Xiren clapped her hand over his mouth. "Don't talk such nonsense. You've only just been feeling a bit better these past two days, and the Second Mistress has started eating again. If you make another scene, I won't take any more responsibility." Baoyu listened slowly to the two of them, and realized that what they said made sense, yet he still did not know what to do about the turmoil in his heart. He forced himself to say, "I do understand, but I feel so restless inside." Baochai ignored him and secretly told Xiren to hurry up and give him his calming medicine, then gradually guide him back to his senses. Xiren was about to send word to Tanchun that she need not come to say farewell before leaving, but Baochai said, "What does it matter? In a few days, when he's calmer and thinking more clearly, we should let them talk together more. Besides, Third Sister is a very sensible person—unlike those hypocritical types—and she's bound to give him some sound advice. He won't be like this anymore after that." Just then the Lady Dowager sent Yuanyang over to tell Xiren that Baoyu's old illness had flared up again, and she must talk to him and comfort him and stop him from brooding. Xiren and the others promised to do so. Yuanyang sat for a while and then left. The Lady Dowager also thought of Tanchun's approaching departure. Although they were not providing a dowry, all the things she would need ought to be prepared. So she summoned Xifeng, told her of the master's wishes, and instructed her to make the arrangements. Xifeng agreed, but how she managed it will be told in the next chapter.
