The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 43 [043] Qin Keqing is still perfect?

On the other side, in the Cui Temple.

When Jia Baoyu said that he wanted to write poetry, Jia Tanchun immediately encouraged him:
"Okay, then second brother, write quickly. You have always been quick-witted, and you will definitely be able to write a good poem."

Jia Baoyu nodded and smiled:
"Okay, I'll write it and read it to everyone."

As he spoke, he walked to the table, spread out a piece of snow wave paper, dipped a pen in the ink, and read while writing:

"The wine has not been opened, the bottle has not been cut, and the search for spring is in Penglai.

Don't ask for the dew in the bottle of the master, but beg for the plum outside the threshold of Chang'e.

Entering the WTO coldly picks the red snow, and leaves the dust incense to cut the purple cloud.

Who cares about Cha Ya's shoulders are thin, and his clothes are still covered with moss from the Buddhist temple. "

Jia Tanchun said with a smile: "This poem is full of wit and wit. It is both elegant and Zen-like. It can be regarded as a rare masterpiece."

Shi Xiangyun smiled inarticulately: "Brother love, your talent and learning have improved compared to before. It's really three days away from you. You should look at it with admiration!"

She has a stutter, that is, a big tongue, and often mispronounces "two" as "love".

Xue Baochai laughed and joked:
"Sister Yun, you always 'love', 'love', could it be that you are interested in your second brother?"

Shi Xiangyun lightly tapped Xue Baochai's shoulder coquettishly, pursed his lips and said with a grin:

"Sister Bao, you are here to bully me again. I think you are interested in my beloved brother?"

"Jing nonsense, Baoyu and I are just siblings!" Xue Baochai stretched out his index finger, and lightly poked Shi Xiangyun's forehead, and at the same time glanced at Jia Qiang from the corner of his eye, as if worried about his reaction.

Seeing that Jia Qiang just smiled lightly and didn't seem to mind at all, Xue Baochai was slightly relieved.

At this time, Lin Daiyu laughed and said:

"Baoyu's poem is indeed very unique, but it is a bit of a sensuality that hurts the spring and the autumn, especially the line 'begging for Chang'e's plum blossoms'. A big man actually begged Chang'e for a few plum blossoms. This is too unmanly. gone."

Jia Yingchun, who had been silent all this time, echoed:

"Sister Lin is right. She is indeed a little bit yin and yang, and she lacks strength of character."

Xue Baochai nodded and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, 'A person has no strong bones, and he is not secure'. If Baoyu's poem was written by a woman, it would be impeccable, but he is a man, so it is a bit inappropriate to write such a feminine and graceful poem. .”

Jia Baoyu was originally in high spirits, hoping to gain the approval of his sisters, especially Sister Lin, but he didn't expect that he would be criticized by everyone, and he was suddenly depressed and disappointed.

Jia Qiang patted him on the shoulder and comforted him:

"Baoyu's poem is still remarkable, but the masculinity is a little lacking."

Jia Baoyu's eyes lit up, he smiled at Jia Qiang and said:
"Brother Qiang, last time I said that I wanted to learn martial arts from you, and you agreed, why don't you teach me a few moves now, so that I can improve my masculinity."

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said:

"Your body is too delicate and has no strength. If you want to practice martial arts, you must first train your muscles and bones to develop your strength."

Jia Baoyu asked impatiently:
"Then how should I practice to develop strength?"

Jia Qiang thought about it, then said with a smile:

"Starting tomorrow, you will continue to chop fifty catties of firewood every day for a month. If you can persist, you will be able to develop your strength. At that time, if you come to me again, I will definitely teach you martial arts."

Jia Baoyu's face showed embarrassment, a little afraid of hardship and tiredness, curled his lips and said:
"Brother Qiang, did your martial arts practice also start with chopping firewood?"

Jia Qiang smiled and said, "I don't need to chop wood."

Jia Baoyu asked curiously, "Why?"

Jia Qiang smiled and said, "Because I am born with supernatural power."

Miao Yu smiled disapprovingly and said:
"How strong is Brother Qiang? Maybe Second Master Bao also has such great strength. Look at his delicate skin and tender flesh, how can he do such rough work as chopping firewood?"

"Okay then, I'll let you see and see, you come with me." Jia Qiang smiled, got up and walked out of the main hall.

Miaoyu followed behind him curiously.

Jia Baoyu, Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai, Shi Xiangyun, Jia Tanchun and Jia Yingchun also followed behind.

Jia Qiang walked to the white marble censer at the door, squatted down, and grasped the two lion head ears of the censer with both hands.

The next moment, Miaoyu, Jia Baoyu and the sisters all cried out in shock.

Jia Qiang actually picked up the white marble incense burner!

You know, this square incense burner is three feet long, three feet wide, and five feet high. It is made of white marble and weighs at least three or four hundred catties.

It takes almost four strong men to carry such an incense burner.

But Jia Qiang lifted it up by herself, without blushing or panting, as if she still had strength left.

This is incredible!
In fact, what Miaoyu, Jia Baoyu and the sisters didn't know was that Jia Qiang didn't use all his strength, and only used less than [-]% of his strength.

If Jia Qiang exerts all her strength, she can lift a bronze tripod like the Overlord of Chu!

Under the shocked and admiring gazes of Miaoyu, Jia Baoyu and the sisters, Jia Qiang slowly put down the white marble incense burner, seemingly lifting the weight lightly, without any effort at all.

When Jia Qiang turned her head and faced the crowd, everyone realized that there was not a drop of sweat on Jia Qiang's face!

"Brother Qiang, your strength is too frightening, I can't even carry a bucket of water." Jia Baoyu muttered with embarrassment.

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said, "Since you are quite emotional, are you willing to chop wood every day?"

Jia Baoyu smiled shyly and said, "Yes, but I won't."

Jia Qiang smiled and said:

"This is easy to handle. I will ask Jiao Da from Ningguo Mansion to watch over you. He chops firewood every day. You are just right to learn from him."

"Ah?" Jia Baoyu looked troubled and frowning.

Jia Qiang laughed and teased, "What? You retreated so soon?"

Jia Baoyu was afraid that sister Lin would look down on him, so he hurriedly patted his chest and shouted:

"I won't shrink back. Isn't it just chopping firewood? I will insist on chopping fifty catties of firewood every day, and then I will learn martial arts from you."

Jia Qiang smiled lightly and said, "Okay, if you have ambition, then I'll wait and see if you can hold on for a month?"

At the same time, in a courtyard of Ningguo Mansion.

The servant girl Ruizhu teased Qin Keqing in a low voice and said:
"Miss, you haven't met the patriarch for a long time, can you still hold it in your heart?"

Qin Keqing's face darkened, and she scolded in a low voice:
"Don't talk nonsense! The patriarch didn't have anything to do with me."

Rui Zhu stared round her eyes in astonishment, and lost her voice:
"However, the patriarch pulled you into the room several times before and ordered me to watch the wind outside the door. Didn't anything happen to you in the room?"

Qin Keqing sneered and said:

"The patriarch did do something to me, but he was not good at that. He didn't get my body. I'm still a perfect body."

"Ah?" Ruizhu took a breath, and hurriedly smiled, "Then congratulations, Miss, for keeping her innocence."

Qin Keqing sighed lightly and said:

"Even if I keep my innocence, so what? I've been a widow now, and you, Uncle Rong, are in name only. I can only die alone all my life."

After all, she wanted to cry, but Jia Qiang's figure suddenly appeared in her mind.

How great would it be if she could marry Jia Qiang?
I don't know if there is still such a chance in this life?

(End of this chapter)