Red Mansion Huacai

Chapter 301: Cutting fish and eating mutton
The charcoal fire is crackling, and the interior is beautiful.

Li Weijian lowered his head to observe, and saw that Sister Feng's eyebrows were covered with spring green, and her eyes were full of autumn water. Her lips are like red beans, and her face is like peach blossoms. The tips of her ten fingers are like jade bamboo shoots, and she has a pair of tiny rhombus feet. The waist is like a lotus stem turning in the wind, and the skin is like a begonia undergoing rain.

After the blush faded from her body, Sister Feng opened her eyes and asked lazily, "What time is it?"

Li Weijian searched for his pocket watch under his pillow, but Sister Feng stared at the pocket watch and couldn't help but said, "Do you still have this pocket watch?"

Li Weijian then remembered that this pocket watch was given by Jia Lian that day. I guess it was also chosen by Sister Feng? He casually said, "The clothes are not as good as new, and the people are not as good as before." He glanced at him and said, "It's been two months since Yin Zheng."

After hearing this, Sister Feng suddenly got away, propped herself up and said in surprise: "Is it already like this?" She secretly estimated in her heart that she only took a nap last night during the morning watch, and spent the rest of the night sleeping. With this enemy tossing things around, I didn't expect to reach this point.

Sister Feng quickly gathered her middle coat, tied it with a rustling silk ribbon, and said, "I have to go back quickly."

After saying that, he stood up and stepped over Li Weijian, but he exclaimed and was taken into his arms again. Sister Feng immediately bit her lip, looking at the clear eyes so close to her, words of reproach came to her lips but she couldn't say them out.

His expression gradually softened, and instead of saying 'it's just this once', I felt reluctant to give up. At the moment, he just leaned over and allowed Li Weijian to be frivolous, and then he reluctantly got on the bed.

Seeing Li Weijian coming down with his shoes to see him off, Sister Feng said, "Lie down quickly. You've already caught the wind and cold. Don't get up early in the morning if you see the cool breeze."

Xu Shi was extremely satisfied. At this moment, Xiang Ling also had a smile on her face. She handed over the poem manuscript and said with a smile: "Miss Qin, look at this one. If it works, I will learn it; if it's not good, I'll learn it again." I’ve given up on writing poetry.”

Wang Xifeng was nowhere to be seen during the morning meal. Later, the little maid Feng'er came and said, "Uncle, my grandma seems to have contracted the cold. She feels very hot right now."

Li Weijian arrived at the back door, opened the door crack and watched Sister Feng slip into the back room. After confirming that there was no movement in the back room, he closed the door and lowered the bolt. Shi Shiran returned to the kang, leaning up and pillowing his arms. Although I feel a little tired, I just can't sleep now.

Xiang Ling immediately smiled and was satisfied. What she did yesterday seemed to be based on the scenery, but in fact it was too detailed and the rhyme was wrong, which was really unacceptable. I was thinking hard in the study just now, and suddenly I thought about Li Weijian. As I kept thinking about it, I suddenly had a flood of thoughts. I picked up the pen and wrote it in one fell swoop, and now I have this song.

"Excellent, excellent!"

Xiangling just shook her head: "No, no, no, that poem was suppressed, but now it looks weird."

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Li Weijian frowned and said, "My child can't be named Jia, right?"

It wasn't until I got on the carriage and opened the curtain that I saw Sister Feng wrapped in a thick coat and entering the carriage behind. Ding Rusong came to inquire, and Li Weijian ordered to set off immediately. At that moment, a group of more than 20 horses and two carriages returned to the capital under the squeaking snow.

Sister Feng couldn't stop laughing when she heard this. After a while, she didn't know what she thought of. Sister Feng said: "You are like a bison. I don't know how Qiu Fang can endure it. Besides, you are not afraid." Will I have it tomorrow?”

I thought about it for a long time, and then fell asleep again when it got dark outside.

Li Weijian asked hurriedly: "Second sister-in-law, is it important?"

Li Weijian agreed, and Feng'er hurried away. Li Weijian couldn't help but secretly wonder, might Sister Feng be infected by him? Or maybe it's dawn and Sister Feng really doesn't know how to meet me? I'm afraid it's both.

In a blink of an eye, it was getting dark, and Ding Rushong came to wake Li Weijian up. Li Weijian dressed up and came out to take a look. Although the clouds outside had not dispersed, the wind and snow had stopped. Obviously yesterday I was still full of resentment against the snowstorm, but now I wish that the snowstorm would come again for a few days.

Seeing Li Weijian laughing incessantly, Sister Feng sighed: "I finally know, how can there be any cat in this world who doesn't steal fish?"

Xiangling came back to her senses and said angrily: "The rhyme is wrong."

Sister Feng said: "Both the left and right are shady, you just know it in your heart." After a pause, she said bitterly: "He only flirted with the second sister and the third sister before, but he didn't want to be with the old and the young." Collect them together, he is really a vegetarian! It’s not his fault!”

Baoqin couldn't hide his surprise and couldn't help but praise: "Sister Xiangling is so talented. She is so good at 'twisting a hair to express sorrow and listening to the neighbor's anvil under the moonlight.' This song imitates Du Gongbu." Excellent!”

Sister Feng was about to mention the dirty things between Jia Lian and Youshi, but she suddenly felt something was wrong and wondered: "In the past, I was called Brother Lian, and now I am that guy?"

Li Weijian hugged Sister Feng's delicate body tightly and said, "It's already there, it's already here after birth, what else can I do?" After a pause, he said in a low voice: "The Ning Mansion has been eliminated, and the Rong Mansion can't support itself. Now it's declining day by day. Think about it. You also see it in your eyes. Instead of doing this, it is better to look for an opportunity to cause trouble and escape. "

Baoqin took the poem manuscript and glanced at it, and saw what was written on it: The west wind blows on the ground and the leaves are all over the forest, and the setting sun is cold and cold. The sky gradually becomes dark with twilight mist, and the night becomes cloudy with a slight frost at the beginning. Lonely for a long time, the flying geese send letters, and the lovesickness is far away in the hearts of the people. I'm picking up a piece of hair to express my sorrow, but I'm listening to my neighbor's moonlight on the anvil.

Although Sister Feng was dazzled by what she heard, she said angrily: "What you said is easy. After all, I am marrying into Jia's family as a matchmaker. Not to mention that the old lady doesn't allow it, I'm afraid even the lady will never allow me to break out of the house." "There are some things that Sister Feng didn't say. Now that Jia Lian is about to take the throne, the body of the imperial concubine can see her hand. Although she and Jia Lian look at each other in disgust, how can she give up the imperial edict that she has been pursuing so hard?

Li Weijian curled his lips and said, "If it wasn't for you, Feng'er, then what would Jia Lian have to do with me?"

Baoqin on the side said: "Sister Xiangling is very talented. The first time she wrote a poem, she had a decent style. When she started to rhyme with her poems later, it was a very good one."

After breakfast, the girls dispersed, and Xiang Ling went straight to Li Weijian's study. When I got to Chen, I saw Xiangling excitedly taking the poem manuscript to look for the treasure harp.

But early that morning, Fu Qiufang and Baoqin saw that there was more than half a foot of snow outside. They thought that Li Weijian would not be able to return, so they hurriedly sent Wu Haining and a dozen guards south to meet him, and then sent Wu Haiping. Go to the Yamen to ask for leave.

Sister Feng raised her eyes and glanced at him, and suddenly laughed: "A fish looks for a fish, and a shrimp looks for a shrimp. Do you think you are a good person? Not to mention the four maids in the front, how far have you moved into the house now? ?”

The wind and snow outside were still there, but the sound of roosters could be faintly heard. Although Sister Feng couldn't bear to be gentle now, she forced herself to break away and said: "I have to go back, you...don't miss me tomorrow."

Fu Qiufang hurriedly asked what she had done, but Xiangling just didn't say anything. Seeing that she didn't say anything, Baoqin helped her cover it up.

Li Weijian laughed to himself, had breakfast casually, and then urged everyone to pack up and return to the capital.

Feng'er replied: "I just finished eating a bowl of porridge and fell asleep. I just said that I would ask the imperial doctor to take a look when I return home."

Baoqin smiled and said, "If you don't believe it, why don't you ask the second and third girls?"

Jia Lian, the young master of Fulang, has a temperament, and what he thinks about every day is eating, drinking, and having fun. Although his interactions with Li Weijian were fine in public, it was difficult to have a common ground in private.

As he spoke, he hurried away, opened the back door and let the wind and snow pour in, turned around and took a deep look at Li Weijian, and then walked away.

Li Weijian said angrily: "Young man, you have nothing to do with yourself. If you are a frivolous person, what will I become?"

Fu Qiufang said with a smile: "Xiang Ling is determined to learn poetry. I heard that she followed the master in the study every day since early in the morning. I have read countless Tang poems and Song lyrics. I also worshiped Miss Lin as my teacher. Now I can think of it." "

During breakfast, Qingwen saw that Xiangling was still distracted, so she asked: "Xiangling, has your poem been read by Miss Qin?"

Li Weijian heard the elegant meaning of Xian and asked in a low voice: "That guy Jia Lian can't help you again?"

The second and third girls are talking about Li Wen and Li Qi, but they are not Yingchun or Tanchun.

While talking, he surrounded the cloak, and Li Weijian came over to tie it carefully. Sister Feng felt sour in her heart. She sniffed and leaned into Li Weijian's arms. She said in a low voice, "Don't use nice words to coax me. I know my own affairs. Now I'm afraid I won't be as slutty as the outside world." It’s no different.”

Xiangling blushed at the praise, then smiled and said uncertainly: "Is it really good?"

Xiangling held the letter, played with her hanging bun and said, "I won't bother you two girls. I'll go look for Miss Lin later."

Baoqin thought about it: "Now that Rongfu is still in mourning period, I'm afraid it won't be possible to hold a poetry meeting again. Now that you have joined the club, I'm afraid you won't have anywhere to show your talents. How about we hold one too and invite all the sisters from Rongfu? Come on, except for the second sister-in-law and the second girl, everyone seems to be here?"

Xiang Ling blinked and said, "I'm afraid this poetry meeting will cost a lot of money."

Baoqin smiled and said, "How much money is it worth? Sister Fu is currently raising a baby at home and is very depressed. Go talk to her and she will definitely agree."

Xiangling immediately beamed with joy, nodded repeatedly and said, "Thank you, Miss Qin, for the idea. I'll go find Miss Lin first, and then my aunt."

At that moment, Xiangling packed up her poems and went to the Grand View Garden happily.

Cross the wooden bridge from Ningxixuan and enter the east corner gate of Grand View Garden. As soon as you enter Xiangling, you can hear laughter and laughter coming from the left wing. Turning around to observe, he saw Baoyu walking side by side with the wonderful jade in the winding cave of the long corridor. Baoyu seemed to be very happy, sometimes walking side by side with Miaoyu, sometimes walking backwards in front.

Xiang Ling secretly thought to herself that now this Second Master Bao is no longer pestering Miss Lin. Instead, he is having a heated fight with the nun who is practicing Buddhism, but for some reason no one controls her.

Xiangling didn't want to get involved with Baoyu, so she hurriedly walked along the corridor, crossed Cuiyan Bridge and arrived at Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Coincidentally, Tanchun, Xichun, and Xiangyun all gathered at Daiyu's place that day. Xiangling came in and met with everyone. She handed the poem manuscript to Daiyu and said, "Master, look at it quickly. If it doesn't work again, I won’t dare write poetry in the future.”

Daiyu took it with a smile, and nodded repeatedly after reading it. The third girl came over to observe it, and couldn't help but say: "This song is not only good, but also novel and interesting. You know the saying goes, 'Nothing is difficult in the world, as long as there are people who are willing.' The club must have invited you."

Xichun on the side said: "It's a pity that it's hard to start a club again now."

After all, it is still the period of filial piety, and the eldest master, Jia She, has not yet started to act, so it is not too busy at home.

Xiangling then smiled and said: "Miss Erqin told me early in the morning that it would be inconvenient to travel here, but the uncle's house doesn't have so many taboos. I'll ask my aunt after a while, if she also Agreed, it’s better to move the poetry club to the uncle’s house for the time being.”

Xichun immediately clapped her hands and applauded, and Tanchun also echoed. It had been a while since I had seen Fourth Brother Jian, and Tanchun felt a little worried about him.

Xiang Yun said from the side: "Didn't Fourth Brother Jian go to Zhuangzi with Sister Feng yesterday?"

Xiang Ling said hurriedly: "It can be said that there was a snowstorm in the afternoon yesterday. The fourth master sent someone to stay overnight in Zhuangzi. I am afraid he is on his way back now."

Several girls didn't take her words seriously either. Xiangling lingered for a while, then stood up to say goodbye. Xiangyun was about to return, so he and Xiangling went along the way.

The two of them came out of the Xiaoxiang Pavilion and walked along the corridor to Yihong Courtyard. When they passed the main entrance of the Grand View Garden, they heard a lot of noise in the small courtyard in the northeast.

When Xiangling Nahan looked over, Xiangyun said from the side: "Brother Pan must be quarreling with his wife again."

Xiang Ling said in surprise: "How did Miss Yun know?"

Xiangyun frowned and said in distress: "In the past few days, there has been a small quarrel on the third day, and a big quarrel on the fifth day. My Yihong Courtyard is very close, and I can't even think about not listening." After a pause, he added: "Today I don’t know what the reason is.”

Xiangling suddenly started to giggle and said, "So Miss Yun is also so trustworthy."

Xiangyun raised his face and said, "Now I have to learn how to scold people from Xia Jingui, so that I don't know how to scold the next person if they do something wrong in the future."

When Xiangling heard this, she started laughing again, like a little hen.

Little did they know that Xia Jingui used her dowry to take advantage of Xue Pan, and used it to silence Xue Pan every time they quarreled.

Xue Pan had no idea and could only feel depressed and self-pity. Finally, he gradually managed to win over Xia Jingui's heart. From then on, he became doubly cautious, which inevitably caused his spirit to drop by half. When Jin Gui saw that her husband's banner was gradually falling and her mother-in-law was kind, she gradually started to test the horse with her sword.

This day, because Xue Pan went to Bilian's room last night, Xia Jingui's nose was different from her nose and her face was different from her face when she woke up early.

Just when Xue Pan raised his fist, Aunt Xue came to dissuade him again. Xue Pan was so depressed that he almost hit the wall. When the noise came over, Xue Pan went back to Bilian's room and thought to himself, although he was recuperating now, with Xia Jingui beside him sulking, he was afraid that the scene would be better in the moonlight, and it might not last for another year or two.

So I thought of going outside to hide.

By coincidence, Zhang Dehui, the pawnshop owner, was going home to celebrate the New Year, so Aunt Xue and Baochai went to have a farewell party. Naturally, Xue Pan also wanted to accompany him.

During the dinner, Zhang Dehui said: "This year there is a shortage of spices for paper sticks, and they will be expensive next year. Next year, I will send my children to the pawn shop to take care of them. I will sell some paper sticks and incense fans on the way before the Dragon Boat Festival. Excluding the customs fees. , you can also get several times the interest.”

After hearing this, Xue Pan thought in his mind: "Now that I have been beaten, it is difficult to see anyone. There is a tigress at home, and I can't even recover from my injuries. I am thinking of hiding for a year and a half, but there is nowhere to hide." It's not a problem to feel bored at home every day. Besides, I have grown up and am not well-educated or martial. Although I do business, I have never had an abacus. I don't know the local customs and the distance, so I might as well take care of it. I spent a few dollars to go shopping with Zhang Dehui for a year. It doesn’t matter if I don’t make any money, it’s also good to go away and visit the mountains and rivers.”

Having made up his mind, after the banquet was over, he informed Zhang Dehui and ordered him to wait for a day or two before going together.

Xue Pan turned around and told his mother.

Aunt Xue was happy after hearing this, but she was afraid that he would cause trouble outside and it would be okay to spend money, so she refused to let him go.

Aunt Xue said: "At least if you stay with me, I can rest assured. Besides, there is no need to do this business, and there is no need to wait for these hundreds of silver to be used. It is better for you to stay at home and be safe than with these few hundred silver."

Xue Pan has made up his mind, but he is not willing to follow it. He just said: "Tiantian said that I don't know the world, I don't know this, and I don't learn that. Now I'm so angry that I cut off all the unimportant things. Now I want to be an adult and learn to do business, and I'm not allowed to do it. What about me? I'm not a girl. How can I be a boss if I'm locked up at home? Besides, Zhang Dehui is a young and virtuous man. We have been friends with him for a long time. How can there be anything wrong with me going with him? ? I had a bad situation for a while, and he naturally told me to persuade me.

He knew the price of things, so I naturally asked him about everything. I thought it would go smoothly, so I was not asked to go. I didn't tell my family in two days and went away privately. Next year I would make a fortune and go home, and then they would know about me. "

After that, he went to bed feeling angry.

Aunt Xue heard what he said and discussed with Baochai.

Baochai said with a smile: "Brother is really going to experience something serious, and it's good. It's just that he talks nice when he's at home, but when he gets sick again outside, it becomes more and more difficult to restrain him. But he doesn't have to worry too much.

If he really changes, it will be a blessing in his life; if he doesn't change, there is no other way. Half of it is done with human effort, and half of it is done by fate.

If you are such an adult, just because you are afraid that he will not know the way of the world, will not be able to go out, and will not be able to do anything, if he is locked up at home this year, he will still be like this next year.

Since what he said was correct, Mom looked at the eight hundred and one thousand pieces of silver that had been lost and gave them to him to wipe. Anyway, there are guys helping him, but he may not be embarrassed to coax him.

Secondly, when he went out, there was no one around to cheer him up, and no one to rely on. When he went outside, he had something to eat but nothing to eat, and he was hungry and helpless. Seeing this, he was afraid that he would have less trouble than at home. It’s also unknown. "

After hearing this, Aunt Xue thought for a while and said, "You're right. It's worth spending two dollars to teach him to be good."

Just then, Ying'er came in and replied: "My second grandma is back. She picked the first crop of fruits again and is now sending my mother-in-law around."

Aunt Xue immediately said with joy: "I was just saying that there was a shortage of fruits these days, so she brought them here." After a pause, she frowned and said, "It's a pity that we can make a living in the greenhouse."

If you do the math, you can see that it is tens of thousands of taels of silver per year. Sister Feng said that it only accounts for 10% of the shares, which is also four to five thousand taels of silver.

At this time, it was approaching the end of the day. Sister Feng had already entered her small courtyard and took off her coat. Ping'er on the side took it and said: "It was fine yesterday, but it snowed heavily in the afternoon. Grandma should listen. Mine, it doesn’t matter if I bring an extra coat.”

At this moment, Wang Xifeng was feeling weak and had a fever, so she was leaning on the kang and said, "There are heaters in the car on the road, and there are kangs and braziers in the village. It's just because it's too hot. I caught a cold when the heat and cold hit me."

Ping'er was tidying up and said, "If I had known better, I would have followed. Feng'er is still young and doesn't know how to serve grandma."

Wang Xifeng hummed, thinking to herself, if Ping'er was gone, how could she act cheaply? Thinking of the madness last night, I blushed again. Fortunately, I was still having a fever at the moment, and my face was already rosy, but I couldn't tell for a while.

There was a reply from outside, "Second Master is here."

While talking, the little maid opened the curtains and Jia Lian ducked in. Glancing at Sister Feng, she pretended to be concerned: "Are you sick? Why were you not careful?"

Sister Feng frowned and was too lazy to speak.

Jia Lian then told Ping'er to go ahead and invite the imperial doctor. He then pulled up a chair and sat down by the Kang. He reached out to touch Sister Feng, but was slapped down by Sister Feng.

Sister Feng raised her eyes and said, "Let me ask you, the three thousand taels of silver were sent out, are you sure this time?"

Jia Lian hurriedly said: "King Beijing is also very angry. He said that he would ask someone to go to Ma's house later. Now the matter of the attack on the noble family has been mostly decided. We are just waiting for the trigger to be triggered before listening to the court's instructions."

Sister Feng looked at Jia Lian with disgust and said, "I just hope there won't be any trouble this time."

"No way."

As Jia Lian had just said, Ping'er invited the imperial doctor to take a look. At that moment, Ping'er covered Sister Feng's wrist with a handkerchief, and then asked the imperial doctor to take her pulse.

The imperial doctor Yunshan Wuzhao said something, but he entered the body obliquely, and he was about to write a prescription with his pen. Wang Xifeng's mind was spinning, and suddenly a plan came to her mind. She opened her mouth to vomit and coughed again and again.

Jia Lian on the side was still thinking about how to ask Sister Feng for money, but he didn't care at all. But Ping'er was thoughtful and said, "Grandma is fine, why did she vomit?"

Sister Feng just waved her hand and said, "No problem," and Ping'er thought for a while and said, "Is it possible?"

Jia Lian was awakened by the words, and the second master Lian stood up quickly: "Oh? Doctor, come on, come and have a look."

The imperial doctor was surprised and felt the pulse again, but he couldn't figure out the reason, so he frowned and said: "Maybe it's still early, and it's possible that the happy pulse can't be felt for a while. It's just that the prescription for treating wind and cold needs to be changed. So as not to hurt the fetus.”

The imperial doctor thought about it, added and subtracted, and finally wrote a prescription. Jia Lian ordered a reward, and Ping'er came with two slings of money and sent the imperial doctor away with great gratitude.

Jia Lian sat down in front of Sister Feng again and said with a happy face, "I wonder if it will happen this time."

Sister Feng couldn't help but feel guilty, so she just said: "It's probably because I lost my appetite for a while. Let's wait and see again."

How could Jia Lian be willing to listen? He just said happily: "It must be there, I just hope that this time it will be the one who can take charge."

Sister Feng only said, "Let's see", but in her heart she wished she could have a boy too. It is said that a girl follows her father, but a boy just followed his mother. If a girl is born, there is no telling what will happen in the future. Then I felt lost again. Although I struggled several times last night, it was only one night... Can I get pregnant?
Although she wanted to see Brother Jian again, Sister Feng knew that it was impossible to return home, so she could only sigh.

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But he said it was on this side of the uncle's house.

Xiangling returned to Debo Mansion and happily went to find Fu Qiufang. She smiled and told about the poetry meeting. Fu Qiufang suddenly smiled and said, "You must have been praised by Miss Lin this time?"

Xiang Ling smiled and said, "Master said it was too much to look at."

Fu Qiufang thought about it and said: "This poetry meeting can be held, but there is one thing... we have to guard against that Second Master Bao."

Xiangling saw with her own eyes how rude Baoyu was to Fu Qiufang that day, so she nodded and said: "If we post the post alone and don't give it to him, it's hard for him to follow with shame, right?" After a pause, he said again: "Besides, he is currently pestering a sister-in-law, so I'm afraid he won't be in the mood to come to any poetry gathering."

Fu Qiufang was surprised and asked quickly. When she heard Xiang Ling tell her what she had just seen, she frowned and said, "You can't be considered an heir of poetry and calligraphy. The elders don't know how to control such an unruly person."

Fu Qiufang didn't know that because of her doubts, Jia Mu turned her attention to Jia Lan. During these days, Jia Lan was invited to eat with him every day, and he was rewarded with many gifts. Now he was planning to pick out an outstanding maid and send it to Jia Lan.

Mrs. Wang knew that she had no face, and while holding a grudge in her heart, she only waited for the prince to return to the capital. Then she would mess up the incident of the prince's attack and give Li Weijian a good son.

Xiang Ling couldn't agree, so she just laughed muffledly.

Fu Qiufang thought for a moment and then said: "I'll invite two girls over later and ask them what they think. If they both agree, then we can have a good fight."

Xiang Ling knew that both of her cousins ​​liked elegance, so as long as these things were mentioned, there was no reason to disapprove.

Sure enough, at noon, the female relatives of the uncle's house gathered together. Fu Qiufang told Li Wen and Li Qi about the poetry meeting, which immediately made Li Qi clasp her hands and praise them.

"Okay, okay, it should have been like this a long time ago. If you ask me, my sister-in-law is too virtuous. Now I am raising a baby at home, and all I can do is touch dominoes and play horse crane. What's the fun in that? My fourth brother said before He's too busy to get away, so let's have some fun."

Li Wen smiled at the side and said: "It looks like it's just right now. It's snowing for the first time. I think the plum blossoms in the garden behind me are also about to bloom. Why don't we hold a plum blossom poetry party?"

Qingwen and Xiuying, who couldn't get along with each other, also echoed: "It's good to be lively and lively, there are still nearly two months until the Chinese New Year... Why don't we also invite the theater troupe?"

After Qingwen said it, Xiu Ying shook her head: "What's so good about a theater troupe? I think it's better to ask a female gentleman to speak."

Xiang Ling said, "You two are overthinking it. Where can we invite an opera troupe and a storyteller for this poetry meeting?"

Chirping, plans were made, and in a blink of an eye, the girls were discussing and doing their own thing.

One is to arrange the banquet, the other is to leave the title and rhyme, and the third is to write the invitation. While I was busy working, I suddenly heard a noise outside, and Qianxue came and went: "The master has returned home."

At that moment, the next group of people put down their work and hurriedly went to the Yimen to greet him. Just after passing the second gate, I saw Li Weijian walking quickly, wrapped in a big cloak.

Bao Qin had a delicate mind, and when he saw Li Weijian walking hastily, he couldn't help but worry, thinking that he was too sick.

Because when he asked the question, he said: "Is the fourth brother feeling better today?"

This so-called wind-cold is a cold, and it will take seven days to get better after taking medicine. Li Weijian was at the time of serious illness that day, so he opened his mouth and said in a loud voice: "It's burning. Let the imperial doctor come and prescribe some firewood later." Hu."

Baoqin pursed his lips and blamed himself: "It's all my fault."

Li Weijian reached out and rubbed Bao Qin's little head, and said with a smile: "What does it have to do with you? There are so many people in the yamen who have caught the cold. It is impossible to say that I was infected by others."

Having said that, Baoqin still didn't show off her face. Li Weijian felt sore all over now, so he couldn't care about Bao Qin's thoughts for the time being. He quickly went inside, found a chair and sat down, then breathed a sigh of relief.

Several women came to talk about the poetry meeting again, and Li Weijian agreed. He also told Fu Qiufang, "You don't need to raise money for this kind of thing, just go to the public house."

Fu Qiufang responded, and Li Weijian said sadly: "It's burning now and I feel very uncomfortable. I'll go and rest first."

At that moment, Li Wen and Li Qi returned to the small courtyard at the back. Except for Fu Qiufang, who was pregnant, they were left with Xiangling, Baoqin, Hongyu, Qingwen, Xiuying, and even Bitong surrounding Li Weijian.

For a while, this person stuffed a hawthorn ball into his mouth because he was afraid that it would not taste good. After a while, the other person brought hot tea. After a while, another person brought a wet handkerchief to cover his forehead.

The noise made Li Weijian dumbfounded. Later, when he couldn't bear it anymore, Li Weijian said: "Just leave one person to serve you. You are all surrounding me. I can't rest even if I want to."

Qingwen happened to be on duty that day, so when she heard this, she said, "Fourth Master has already spoken, so you should disperse as well."

The girls dispersed as they were told, Bao Qin pouted reluctantly, looked back before going out, and then left in a depressed mood.

Only Li Weijian and Qingwen were left inside. Qingwen touched Li Weijian's thigh slightly, causing Li Weijian to take a breath of cold air.

"What's going on?" Qingwen asked quickly with concern.

Li Weijian said: "The wind and cold are weird this time, and my body seems to have fallen apart."

Qingwen frowned in pain and said, "I finally took a day off, but I followed my second mistress to the village outside. As a result, the wind and cold became severe again." As she spoke, she reached out her hand to knead her gently, and said: "There's nothing going on in the Yamen right now. Why don't Fourth Master take the opportunity to rest for a few days?"

Li Weijian agreed repeatedly and said with a smile: "You are still the most considerate."

Qingwen snorted, tilted her head and said proudly: "Is there any need to say it?"

He didn't say what was going on between the master and the servant, but said that all the women had dispersed and were busy writing invitations. When I was ready to write it, I sent Xiangling to deliver it.

That day Baochai got the invitation. Thinking of the humiliation of being put in a box by his brother that day, he didn't want to revisit his old place. It was impossible not to go, for fear of making everyone think that he was hiding his ugliness out of shame.

I also heard that Sister Feng was ill. After leaving Mrs. Wang's courtyard, I stopped by Sister Feng's side.

When Baochai arrived, the room was full of warblers and swallows. After a little calculation, everyone except the two girls came.

After greetings, Baochai stood aside and said nothing. At this time, I heard Xiangyun say: "It's a pity that Sister Feng can't go."

The third girl Tanchun said: "Although Sister Feng can't go, she may not be able to participate. Just now Xiangling said that the questions should be limited to rhyme. I thought why not let's do a couplet later? If not, let Sister Feng come. How about going out?"

All the gold hairpins responded one after another. Wang Xifeng refused and thought for a long time, but she only thought about the north wind that howled all night last night, and could not think of anything else for a while.

Her face turned slightly rosy, and Sister Feng said, "Don't laugh at me. I only have one bad word, and I don't know the rest."

Everyone laughed and said, "The more foul language, the better. You said it, just enjoy your life and rest."

Sister Feng said with a smile: "I heard the north wind blowing all night last night, and I came up with a saying, 'The north wind is strong all night.' Can I make it happen?"

(End of this chapter)