The Red Chamber: Hang Qin Keqing at the start

Chapter 75 [075] Baochai: Envious love, deep love, phoenix flying, harmony

On the other side, in the Pear Fragrance Garden in Rongguo Mansion.

Xue Baochai washed and dressed up, but she did not put on makeup or make-up.

Because she brought a hot poison from her mother's womb, she needed to take "Lengxiang Pills" to regulate her body. The drug reaction caused her body to emit a faint fragrance.

She also doesn't like to wear too much gold and silver jewelry.

According to her own statement, it is - "The flowers are more colorful when they are light."

She feels like a flower.

She wants to present herself in front of the world with the most modest attitude, so that people can feel that she is the most beautiful and gorgeous flower among thousands of flowers.

Today is the ninth day of the twelfth lunar month. As the year approaches, the servants are busy sweeping the courtyard and decorating the courtyard.

Xue Baochai was in the boudoir, having nothing to do, so she sorted out her small belongings.

Inadvertently, she pulled out a folding fan.

On this fan, Jia Qiang's song "The Picture of Wind and Rain Breaking the City" is written.

Last time, she brought this fan into the palace for a draft, which almost caused a catastrophe.

Fortunately, Emperor Wanli did not embarrass her, but let her go home instead.

She didn't know that it was actually because Emperor Wanli recognized that the poem on the fan was written by Jia Qiang.

Emperor Wanli saw Xue Baochai's love for Jia Qiang, so he released her back.

Suddenly, Xue Baochai's heart moved: New Year's is coming soon, I can give Jia Qiang a gift as a gift for the New Year, to express my heart!

But what should be given?

After much deliberation, Xue Baochai decided to just give Jia Qiang a folding fan.

Having made up her mind, she unfolded a blank folding fan, splashed ink, and wrote a poem on the fan:

"Linjiang Immortals Strolling in the Changting Pavilion with Wine
Thousands of miles of smoke and clouds are indifferent, and a river of water and mist is still thick.

Open the door and drop the bonus face to face.

How many pieces have been picked up, picked up into a small poem.

Strolling in the long pavilion with wine, staring at the pupils under the tree.

The boat goes to the east of Xiaoqiao.

Suddenly, the mountains and rivers are on the shore, and the old age is full of wind. "

She has a vague love for Jia Qiang, but she is too embarrassed to express it, so she didn't write obvious love in her poems.

After drying the ink, Xue Baochai stuffed the folding fan into a fan box, sealed the outside with wax paint, and then called the servant girl Ying'er to give it to Jia Qiang who lives in Luxue'an.

After Jia Qiang received the folding fan, she opened it up and saw that there was a poem written on it.

This poem seems to be simply reciting the beautiful scenery, and it does not seem to imply other information.

Jia Qiang smiled at Ying'er and said:
"Please trouble Sister Ying'er for making this trip, it's not rude to come and go, I will also write a poem, and give it back to your lady, please wait a moment, I will write it right away."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the table, spread out a piece of snow wave paper, and at the same time ordered Qingwen to wash her pen and ink.

Jia Qiang thought to herself, if she wrote an ancient poem as a gift, it would be okay, but it would be too clichéd, why not just copy a modern poem, and let Xue Baochai, a talented woman, see the poem written by the descendants of Huaxia. The same words are pearls, shockingly talented, not inferior to the ancients.

Having made up her mind, Jia Qiang picked up the pen and dipped it in the ink, and wrote a modern poem:

"Rain Lane

Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
Wandering alone in the long, long,

And lonely rain alley.

I hope to meet,
Like a clove
A grumpy girl.

She has

the color of lilac,

as fragrant as cloves,
Sad like cloves.

mourn in the rain,
Sad and hesitant.

She wanders in this lonely rainy alley,
Holding an oil-paper umbrella,
like me,
like me,

Walk in silence.

Cold, desolate, and melancholy.

She approached silently,
Approached, then cast
A breathless look.

she floats by,
Like a dream
Sad and confused like a dream,

drifting like a dream,
Lilac
This girl floats by me.

She walked away silently, far away.
To the crumbling fence,
Walk through this rainy alley,
In the lamentation of the rain,

faded her color,
Scattered her fragrance,
dissipated even her
Breath-taking eyes.

lilac melancholy,
Holding a paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in the long, long,

And the lonely rain alley,

I hope to drift

Like a clove
girl with a grudge"

After the iron painting and silver hook were finished, Jia Qiang asked Qingwen to dry the ink, rolled up the snow wave paper, and handed it to Ying'er, asking her to pass it to Xue Baochai.

When Xue Baochai received Jia Qiang's gift in return, she felt both ashamed and happy, and couldn't wait to unfold the snow wave paper, and her breath stopped suddenly.

She secretly marveled that Jia Qiang's calligraphy attainments had reached the pinnacle, comparable to those famous calligraphers throughout the ages. At the same time, she was also a little curious because she had never seen such a novel poetry format.

In amazement, Xue Baochai recited it word by word.

As one sentence after another blurted out, Xue Baochai's apricot eyes became brighter and brighter, his mind was greatly shocked, and his hands trembled slightly with excitement.

Very good!
awesome!
That's great!
The words are so beautiful!

Unexpectedly, Jia Qiang created a new style of writing poems by being unique and unique.

In fact, this can definitely be regarded as the founding of a sect!
If this poem is spread out, it will definitely cause a shock in the literary world of the Ming Dynasty and the shock and admiration of all literati.

Jia Qiang will definitely be regarded as a master of poetry!
On the other hand, Wang Xifeng rushed to the Governor's Mansion of the Five Armies, and told Wang Ziteng what had happened to her. At the same time, she also told Wang Ziteng that Zhao Bichi, who beat her, claimed to be the distant cousin of Zhao Quan, the governor of Beizhen.

When Wang Ziteng saw that his niece had been beaten by a businessman, he immediately became furious and angrily said:
"It's really unreasonable! Just a lowly businessman, how dare he bully our Wang family! Even if he is really Zhao Quan's distant cousin? I will personally lead someone to help you vent your anger!"

After all, he asked Wang Xifeng to lead the way in a carriage, and he personally led a hundred cavalrymen to the Zhao's blacksmith shop.

Seeing a group of officers and soldiers suddenly arrive, Zhao Bichi and the blacksmiths in the blacksmith shop were startled and at a loss for what to do.

Wang Ziteng asked coldly:
"Who is Zhao Bichi? Stand up!"

Zhao Bichi was so frightened that he trembled, walked up to Wang Ziteng's horse, clasped his fists and bowed:

"Reporting to the official, the grassroots is Zhao Bichi."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ziteng swung his horsewhip without saying a word, and slapped Zhao Bichi's neck fiercely.

"what!"

Zhao Bichi screamed, clutching his bloody neck, and fell sideways to the ground.

"Come on, take him down!"

As soon as Wang Ziteng finished speaking, two soldiers rushed forward, one on the left and the other on the right, holding Zhao Bichi's arms, kneeling him down in front of Wang Ziteng's horse, waiting for Wang Ziteng's next order.

Wang Ziteng snorted coldly and said, "I heard that you are the distant cousin of Zhao Quan, the governor of Beizhen?"

Zhao Bichi trembled, nodded repeatedly, and said submissively:

"Yes, yes, I am indeed Master Zhao's distant cousin."

At this time, a carriage slowly passed by.

Coincidentally, the person sitting in the carriage was Zhao Quan, the governor of Beizhen Fusi.

He just went to Prince Zhongshun's mansion to deliver some New Year's gifts, and happened to pass by here on the way back to Beizhen Fusi.

Hearing that someone mentioned him on the street, Zhao Quan immediately opened the corner of the curtain and looked out.

He saw Zhao Bichi kneeling on the ground being held down by two soldiers, and in front of Zhao Bichi was a general riding a tall horse, who turned out to be Prince Teng, the military governor of the Beijing camp.

Although Zhao Bichi is Zhao Quan's distant cousin, and Wang Ziteng is Zhao Quan's deadly enemy, Zhao Quan does not want to have a dispute with Wang Ziteng because of a distant cousin.

However, at this moment, Wang Ziteng sneered arrogantly and said:

"Zhao Bichi, so what if you are really Zhao Quan's distant cousin? Today, even if Zhao Quan came in person, he can't save you!"

"Nasi" means "that boy".Belongs to contempt.

Zhao Quan was furious immediately: "This Wang Ziteng actually despised and insulted me in front of so many people?"

Tolerable or unbearable?
I can't bear it anymore!
"Groom, stop!" Zhao Quan yelled angrily, and before the car stopped, he jumped out of the car angrily.

(End of this chapter)