The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 42 [042] Miaoyu listens to poetry and moves the heart
On the other side, in front of Changcui Temple.

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Jia Qiang softly recited:
"Wonderful people outside Tieshan Temple sing, while inside the sill the plum blossoms have turned to ashes.

Outside the temple, the wind and rain are moving, and the five skandhas in front of the Buddha inside the temple are empty.

King Kong stepped on Kunlun with angry eyes, and Bodhisattva lowered his eyebrows in love with the world of mortals.

Caiyun made a broom for Pasong, ascending to immortality and transforming Changhong in one step. "

When Jia Qiang finished reciting the last word, Xue Baochai exclaimed:
"This poem is wonderful! Fluttering like a fairy, extraordinary and free from vulgarity, it's really chic!"

Lin Daiyu nodded in approval and said:

"Especially the last sentence, 'one step to immortality and Changhong', exudes the detached aura of immortality and immortality between the lines, and it really has the demeanor of Li Bai, a poetic fairy."

Shi Xiangyun smiled brightly and said:

"I also like this sentence the most, one step into a Changhong, what a boldness, how chic, and how romantic it is!"

Jia Tanchun said with a smile: "The first sentence is also very clever, using the outside of the iron gate temple and the inside of the gate to contrast each other, and they form an interesting contrast.

This sentence echoes Miaoyu's favorite sentence, "Even if it is a thousand-year-old iron threshold, a steamed bun will eventually be needed." "

"Thank you Brother Qiang. With this poem, I believe Miaoyu should be able to open the door." Jia Baoyu thanked in a low voice, then faced the courtyard gate, and read the poem aloud.

Although Jia Baoyu was cowardly and incompetent, his memory was astonishing. He only heard Jia Qiang read it once, and then he memorized the poem and repeated it word for word.

A moment later, Miaoyu's admiration sounded from the courtyard wall:

"Jia's mansion is worthy of being the home of poetry and calligraphy. The second master Bao is indeed talented. He wrote an extraordinary and good poem so quickly. I will open the door for you."

Hearing this, Jia Baoyu was delighted, but also a little ashamed. After all, he did not compose this poem, but Jia Qiang helped compose it.

But now is not the time to reveal the truth, we can only wait for Miaoyu to open the door, and then find an opportunity to clarify with her.

"Squeak-"

Accompanied by the friction sound of a door shaft, the two wooden courtyard doors were pulled open.

I saw Miaoyu wearing a Miaochang bun on her head, a moon white plain sleeve jacket, and a long vest trimmed with paddy field green satin, tied with an autumn-colored silk ribbon, and a white silk skirt painted in light ink around her waist. , holding a stag tail rosary.Standing in the door floating in the dust.

"Miaoyu, an outsider, has seen all the benefactors." Miaoyu raised her right palm, placed it on her chest, nodded slightly, and performed a Buddhist ceremony.

Jia Baoyu clasped his hands together and returned the courtesy, "I've seen Fairy Miaoyu."

"I really don't dare to call it a fairy, but it's just a monk and nun with hair and practice."

Miaoyu looked around the crowd with a smile on her face, and when her gaze passed over Jia Qiang, she was slightly startled, thinking in her heart that this person is really handsome, even more handsome than Jia Baoyu.

"Everyone, please come in and sit down."

Miaoyu turned sideways and courteously, Jia Qiang, Jia Baoyu and all the sisters entered one after another, and under Miaoyu's guidance, they walked towards the main hall.

There is a pair of couplet plaques hanging on the gate of the main hall.

The horizontal link is "Miaoyinxiangjie".

The upper couplet is: the niche flames and green ginseng refers to the moon,
The second line is: Furnace smoke curls up and white Wu Meixin.

In the center of the hall is a statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

On her left side, there stands the Water-Sprinkling Avalokitesvara and the Dorozun Avalokitesvara.

On her right side, there are Bu Er Guan Yin and Ma Lang Fu Guan Yin.

In front of the five Avalokitesvara statues, there is a white marble censer with a few sticks of Buddhist incense sticks in it, and there are wisps of white smoke coming out.

Miaoyu invited everyone to sit down in the main hall, and ordered the servant girl to serve good tea.

Jia Baoyu smiled and said politely:
"Thank you. We're not in a hurry to taste tea, but we're anxious to pick off some plum blossoms. I wonder if we can bear the pain and give us a few?"

Miaoyu pursed her lips and smiled slightly:
"Since I let you in, I agree with you to fold plum blossoms, but I gave you plum blossoms, and I hope to get a gift from you in return."

Jia Baoyu smiled and said, "What do you want? Please just ask!"

Miao Yu chuckled lightly and said:

"I'm an outsider, and I don't want such vulgar things as gold, silver, and silk. The poem that Second Master Bao recited just now is a rare and beautiful sentence. Could you please write down the poem and give me this calligraphy as a gift?"

Jia Baoyu smiled and said:

"To be honest, I didn't write this poem, but Brother Qiang'er. I just borrowed flowers to present Buddha. Moreover, Brother Qiang's calligraphy skills are far superior to mine."

Miaoyu Bingxue was smart, before Jia Baoyu could introduce her, she turned to Jia Qiang and asked:

"Your Excellency is Brother Qiang?"

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said:

"That's right, I'm Jia Qiang from Ningguo Mansion, temporarily living in Luxue Temple in Rongguo Mansion."

Miaoyu smiled with great interest and said:
"Brother Qiang's poems are extraordinary, but I don't know how your calligraphy is? Could you please write down this masterpiece and give it to me?"

Jia Qiang nodded and smiled, "No problem."

Miaoyu immediately ordered the maid to spread the paper and study the ink.

Jia Qiang picks up the pen, dips in the ink, puts down the pen, and swishes the pen.
The whole process is like flowing clouds and flowing water, in one go.

When Jia Qiang's pen was running like a dragon, Miaoyu's beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, and she exclaimed involuntarily:
"Your character is really graceful, like a swimming dragon, natural in nature, rich and powerful, you must have practiced hard for more than ten years to reach such a state!"

Jia Qiang put down her pen, smiled lightly and said, "Miss Miaoyu is too famous, but I seldom write calligraphy."

As soon as these words came out, not only Miaoyu, but also Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai and other sisters were all startled, dumbfounded, and looked at Jia Qiang with eyes like sizing up a monster.

genius!

This is definitely a rare calligraphy genius in the world!

Jia Baoyu felt ashamed, and when he saw the sisters' eyes focused on Jia Qiang, he also felt envious and disappointed.

In order to save face and the favor of the sisters, Jia Baoyu laughed dryly and said:

"Brother Qiang's poems and words are both excellent. I also felt it and came up with a poem. I will write it down and ask everyone to comment on it."

At the same time, a carriage passed Rongning Street slowly, crossed the streets and alleys, and stopped in an alley diagonally opposite Juxian Inn.

Two slender fingers poked out the gap at the edge of the car curtain, and carefully lifted a corner of the curtain, revealing a pair of clear almond eyes.

Although these eyes were breathtakingly beautiful, they were filled with blazing hatred, and the gaze that shot out from the eyes shot fiercely in the direction of the Juxian Inn through the heavy snowfall.

At this time, a man in black clothes and black trousers, with a black cloth mask in his hand, jumped down from the wall next to him, landed on the side of the carriage, and knelt down on one knee towards the carriage:

"His Royal Highness, the servants have been arranged properly, and they can assassinate Nurhachi tonight."

A crisp but cold female voice came from behind the curtain:
"Don't worry, Nurhachi just came to Shenjing City today, so he will definitely be on guard.

After a few days, it will be the Laba Festival. On that day, there must be singing and dancing in the city of Shenjing to celebrate the festive season. Nurhachi and his men will also relax their vigilance and wait until midnight of the Laba Festival before doing anything! "

"Yes!"

(End of this chapter)