The Concubine Wushuang of Red Mansion

Chapter 29
After watching for a while, the painting screen came in and let Jia Cong rest his eyes.

Jia Cong went to visit Mrs. Zhong and took medicine. Now she no longer has any troubles. Aunt Zhong has taken care of her illness for the past few days. Her complexion is much better, her coughs are less frequent, and she can sleep well at night. It gradually got better.

"The masters and girls in each room have sent gifts to the third master. It would be okay if the third master does not return the gift to his own brothers and sisters. But Miss Lin is a distant visitor after all. I heard that Miss Lin sent a gift to the third master. It’s a book, how precious it is. The third master doesn’t care about anything and returns a gift, which is not a lack of etiquette.”

Jia Cong is also thinking about this problem, but now, although he has a few coins, he may not be able to get much.

If you go out and buy it now, it would be a bit embarrassing, and if people know about it, it will be a joke.

After thinking about it, Jia Cong ordered the screen to be polished and the ink to be polished. He used a piece of fine white bamboo paper and wrote a poem with his pen.

He wrote carefully, then carefully dried the ink, folded it, and handed it to the painting screen, "Help me give it to Miss Lin, just say, it is a good word I got accidentally, give it to the girl to encourage each other!"

Baoyu was in Daiyu's room and asked her what gift she had given Jia Cong.
"I didn't give anything as a gift. What good things can I get? I just gave him a book that I read on weekdays. I guessed that Brother Cong likes to read, so I just like him. ”

"My sister is so thoughtful, I can't think of this."

"You think everyone is the same as you? That's because you don't study."

"Good sister, let's not talk about this anymore. Aren't you always good at reading poetry? This is a poem I got from outside today. I heard it was sold like crazy. I managed to grab a copy before I had time to read it. I thought Let my sister have a sneak peek."

Jia Baoyu caught up with the novelty and pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve. It was the single volume released by Jixian Hall early this morning.

Daiyu opened it and saw that it was the song "Two Swallows on the Liang" that Brother Cong read at the gate of Rongguo Mansion, which her second uncle had said before. She looked at it and savored it word by word. At the end, she pushed the paper and read, "This poem is obviously not finished yet, and I don't know what the missing lines at the end are like."

It seems that the interest is lacking.

Jia Baoyu did not have time to appreciate it alone, so he sent it to Lin Daiyu when he got it. At the end, when he saw the signature, it turned out to be a poem by Jia Cong. He was so shocked that his eyes almost fell off, and he was very annoyed. The book boy Mingyan was annoyed to the core.

Just as he was talking, Huaping came, and Zijuan invited her in. He first greeted Daiyu and Baoyu, and then took out the words, "My third master said that he really likes the book that Miss Lin sent, and there is nothing to repay. . Occasionally I get a good poem, give it to the girl to share!"

"Ah, show me quickly!" Lin Daiyu stood up in joy. Although she liked "Two Swallows on the Liang", it was obviously only half of it, and it always reminded her of Tao's back kneeling in the snow, which made her feel unhappy.

""Linjiang Fairy·The Rolling Water of the Yangtze River Passes East"" Daiyu held her hands like treasures and chanted slowly, "The rolling water of the Yangtze River passes eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Right and wrong, success and failure are all gone, but the green mountains are still there, several times The setting sun is red. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutter on the river are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. They are happy to meet each other over a pot of turbid wine. Many things in ancient and modern times are all talked about with laughter."

"How many things in the past and present are all in the joke."

"It's all a joke!"

Daiyu was deep in thought, tears rolling down her cheeks. She felt that all her sorrows in her life were explained at this moment.

"We meet again over a pot of wine! Good!" Baoyu leaned over and looked at the words in Daiyu's hand. Only this sentence made him happy, and he couldn't help but raise his hands in appreciation.

"What are you talking about? What's good?" Tan Chun had already stepped in. She came over to look at the words in Daiyu's hand and was surprised, "Whose handwriting is this! It's so well written. Sister Lin, show me quickly!"

Daiyu was afraid that she would tear the paper, so she quickly let go of her hand, "You only saw this word. Take a look at this word. Reading it, it really makes people feel relieved! I just feel that there is nothing in this world anymore." Nothing to take to heart."

Tanchun also recited it once, and her generous and tragic words instantly resonated with her old ambitions. The man seemed to be a roundworm in her belly, reading her mind and telling her everything she wanted to say, but she couldn't. What came out was said in one breath, not a word too many, not a word too little.

"Who wrote this? Is it really good?" Tan Chun read it several times but didn't see a signature.

Yingchun and Xichun took the poem and read it. The two sisters also read it for a long time. They also felt the open-minded, lofty and indifferent feelings, but they were very unfamiliar with such a feeling and didn't know how to put it.

"Brother Cong sent it." Daiyu was full of affection for this cousin whom she had met once before. She seemed to have found a confidant. She felt that he understood her better than she did, and her heart was full of joy. .

"That's great!" Tanchun thought about it and felt it was inappropriate, "Second brother, you got such a good word, why didn't you tell me?"

"Where did I get it? We usually give Brother Cong a housewarming gift, but he only gave this poem to Sister Lin as a gift in return, but ignored us."

"Who told you to send it so perfunctorily?" Daiyu hurriedly took back the poem, folded it, and put it in a book of poems that she liked every day. "Besides, you are usually brothers and sisters, how can you still see each other outside?" So many, why do you care about whether someone will return the gift or not?"

"Sister, what you said makes sense. As an elder brother, I really shouldn't care about this with Brother Cong." Baoyu quickly admitted his mistake.

After noon, Jia Cong waited for Aunt Zhong to drink medicine and fall asleep. He arranged his clothes and went out.

We arrived at Shufang Street with ease. Many students and scholars gathered at the entrance of Jixian Hall, rushing to buy something.Jia Cong was very curious and came closer to take a look. It turned out to be a single volume of poems sent by the Jia family to Jixian Hall for printing, and it was written by him.

"I heard that this Jia Cong is quite talented at a young age, but he lacks some filial piety. A few days ago, for some money, he actually made a big fuss in front of his house, which made the elders in the family miserable. Can’t get off the table.”

"It's true. I heard that's how this poem came about!"

"It's not that Jia Cong was born as a concubine, and his life in the mansion was worse than that of a pig or a dog!"

"Do you believe what I say? No matter how much you are a bastard, with this talent, unless the elders of the Jia family are fools, there is no way that they will not take it seriously. If you really don't take it seriously, there must be a reason."

"You are young, you can be arrogant and unruly. Even if your elders have taught you the wrong lesson, how can you cause such trouble? It is a pity that the trouble is caused outside and is so unbearable!"

"That's right! A little bit of the century-old family fortune of Rongguo Duke's house leaked out from the cracks of his fingers. Ordinary people would not be able to spend it all in a few lifetimes. As a result, they would lose the food and clothing of a bastard. I don't know if it's because of it. Whose instructions!"

Jia Cong felt very calm after listening to these discussions!

　The first!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)