Red Mansion Reader

Chapter 114 Quiet

The sun is shining brightly, and the spirit is moving.Flying clouds into the sky, and there is no wind and snow.

Sister Lin is a smart person, so is Xue Baoqin.

But smart people, this is not good.

Before they do something, they can't help but think about every consequence.

This is not weighing the pros and cons, but taking into account the feelings of those around you.

Maybe it's sensible, maybe it's kindness.Perhaps it is even more unspeakable reason.

After Chunyan left, Baoqin had no intention of reading again.She got up and pushed open the wooden window. Chunyan, a silly girl, added a lot of charcoal to the stove, which made the room very warm.

Baoqin knows that Chunyan is a delicate person.Although she has left, she must be thinking about the stove.It will only take a while, and I am afraid that I will rush back with refreshments.

Even if it's just a moment of leisure, Baoqin is also enjoying walking around the room.Sometimes the sight falls on the bookshelf, and sometimes stays on the paintings.

There was no one around, so she inevitably became more courageous.When I came to the painting scroll, I put my fingers on the white crane with its wings spread out. Every stroke on the scroll was drawn by myself. How could Baoqin not remember the mood when he wrote the painting.

When did your mind change?

Xue Baoqin secretly laughed in her heart, not only because of the nameless throbbing, but also because of the fun of keeping a secret for herself.

Was it the moment when he knew that Brother Chen was Mr. Yuan He?

It seems right, it seems not right.

On that day, I brought my favorite jewelry for the last time.Then she figured it out, and she wanted to hide this vague goodwill in her heart.

Sister Lin is her cherished friend, a rare confidant in life.Brother and Chen Heng are like this, why not me and sister Lin?

She just appeared a little late, but late is late after all.

Xue Baoqin frowned slightly, retracted her hands into her sleeves, walked through the long bookshelves, and came to the wooden window.

The scenery outside the window is bleak, and it seems that there will be no snow this year.

Even plum blossoms bloom later than in previous years.

After a short period of aimlessness, the line of sight stays in the blank space of the scenery.She was just in a daze, thinking that Xue Biao brought Chen Heng to the house that day and called her father from the house to the study.

During that time, the atmosphere at home was not good.The mother often sighed and sighed, and the father was sick in bed alone.Xue Baoqin hid her panic very carefully, she is a smart person, and even more sensible.

Such a character is not willing to be worried about others.

Just like the moon she likes, no matter how it changes throughout the year.It always hangs brightly in the sky, regardless of the weather.

When my brother said that he wanted to borrow money to run a newspaper shop.In her heart, how could she not be nervous and afraid.

But Baoqin still has no hesitation, after all, isn't it also said in Strange Tales from a Liaozhai Studio that good people will be rewarded?

Even if Xue Biao fails, Bao Qin is confident that he can regard Fengyan as a good day.

A family is supposed to share weal and woe.

It's just that my brother succeeded.But on that day, he brought his close friends and broke into the tense home.

Calling the father on the hospital bed to the study, the excited Xue Biao talked about himself as if no one was around.Baoqin listened to everything silently, she must be happy in her heart.

Not only for the haze that is about to dissipate in the family, but also for Xue Zhen's long-lost laughter.

Whether the newspaper shop is good or bad, she doesn't know.

Those things are too complicated.

She only believes in God's will, maybe good people are rewarded?

Until her brother said that sentence.

"Father, Brother Heng is Mr. Yuanhe."

Bao Qin didn't know her father's reaction when she heard this sentence, but she remembered her panic that day and the tingling pain after her fingertips were scalded by the tea.

"Why you." Xue Baoqin still couldn't figure it out, "Why it was you."

It is often said in the Buddhist scriptures that karma and fate meet.

But when I came, there were already paper cranes hanging under the peach tree.

In this door last year today, I'm afraid I can't even enter the door.

"Miss, why are you standing outside the window again?" Chunyan came back and saw her lady blowing the cold wind at the door, and said anxiously, "What if I catch the wind and cold?"

"How can I be so delicate." Xue Baoqin smiled, and suddenly asked curiously, "Yan'er, can you make paper cranes?"

"Ah?!" After closing the wooden window, Chunyan was stunned. She pondered, "I'm good at paper-cutting. If Miss likes it, I can cut tigers, lions, and handsome horses for you."

Seeing that Baoqin kept smiling and saying nothing, Chunyan finally sighed helplessly, "Miss, you blame me. Yan'er is too stupid to make origami cranes."

"You say it's a coincidence." Xue Baoqin smiled slightly, looked at the gap in the window, and said with a little melancholy, "I don't know how to do it either."

"Miss, do you want to learn?" Chunyan was a little curious.

"That can't be done, paper cranes, it should hang under the tree to look good." Xue Baoqin shook her head, and a smile appeared on her face again. She can always hide her good emotions, just like the bright moon in the sky, and like jewelry in a box, "Let's just be--a misty guest in the world."

Chunyan thought that the young lady wanted to travel far away, so she couldn't help clapping her hands and laughing: "Wherever the young lady wants to go, Chunyan will follow the young lady to go."

Xue Baoqin was noncommittal, but suddenly fell silent.

She suddenly understood the last article of "Xu Xiake's Travel Notes". She had seen so many mountains and rivers, but at the end of the last chapter, she used simple and unpretentious words to describe it.

Joy is fun, parting is bitter.

In the end, many things are just sunny days without wind and rain.

Chunyan was still chattering aside, talking about the places she wanted to go and the scenery she wanted to see.

"Okay." Xue Baoqin couldn't help nodding, and smiled lightly, "It's all up to you."

That's great, my brother has a good friend, and I have an extra confidant.

Humans, after all, cannot be greedy.

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Today, the head of the disaster camp is Cui Youdao, who has the highest reputation.He is not someone who is so confused that he is eager to prove himself.In the first few days, he still acted in accordance with the methods set by the previous officials, which seemed to be Xiao Guicao's meaning.

The tens of thousands of disaster victims are divided according to the distance of the prefectures and counties in their respective regions.After Cui Youdao did a little research, he sent some sociable classmates to the victims, and tried their best to collect the urgent needs of each victim.

Probably because they were worried that the victims would cause trouble if they had nothing to do.He also asked Du Yunjing and others to open primary schools among the victims with the Four Books and Five Classics.

Cui Youdao is kind, hoping that by teaching children to read, the increasingly severe atmosphere among adults can be eased.

It's just a pity that this method is a bit bookish after all, even if Du Yunjing and others make the books vivid and interesting.

There are very few children who are willing to attend classes.

Chen Heng observed for several days in a row, and from time to time he took out the experience he had just summarized and compared it with the previous plan.

He was clever, and soon discovered that there were many things he took for granted in his plan.

But this is not a bad thing. It is a kind of happiness to make mistakes and correct them.

It's just that Chen Heng has seized the time to grow up here, and the situation in the camp is gradually getting worse.After all the students from Yueyi Academy came out, where would the people from other academies in the city still sit?

Everyone is a person who has read the books of sages, so you can't let your good reputation be taken over by you.It was only the second day that the heads of Anding, Plum Blossom and other academies brought their students over.

With their arrival, the number of students in the team has also increased dramatically.

This should have been a good thing, but Cui Youdaoguang's dealing with the disaster victims was already very difficult, and with so many students, he was thinking about every detail, so he was naturally very busy.

Now that it is halfway through November and the weather is getting colder, there is really not much time left for Yangzhou. If this continues, many people will freeze to death this winter.

Chen Heng finally couldn't sit still, taking advantage of the moment when the porridge shop was done, he brought the newly corrected documents and came to Pei Huaizhen's temporary residence.

　I'm so happy, seeing the rumors about the Great Quaker and the Great Virtuous Heavenly Venerable, I felt the joy that my arrangement was not in vain.Hahahahahaha.

　　In fact, I didn't intend to write poetry at first, but because of the wrong rhythm, I was said a few words.I don’t have too many ideas, hahahaha, I wrote it today, and the book friends in the group have been urging me to write more.

　　I did not expect to encounter such a detailed interpretation by Tianzun, which made me happy.

　　What a coincidence.Ha ha ha ha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)