The Red Chamber: Lianyufengchai

Jia Lian was silent for a long time before he said: "What my sister said is that I am too greedy."

Seeing that Jia Lian was in a low mood, Baochai opened his mouth several times and swallowed it, his face flushed even more. The two of them sat awkwardly. Jia Lian seemed to be laughing at himself, "I, Jia Lian, how good and how can I, trying to win the favor of my sister at the same time, It's really wrong. But every time I see my sister, I can't help it, and I can't change it. I make mistakes again and again. My sister gives me a little time, and I will correct it in the future, so that my heart is calm and I don't see it."

Baochai listened with a smile in the corner of his eyes, "Brother can really do it"

He also waved his hand in front of Jia Lian's eyes. Jia Lian grabbed it and kissed it under his mouth. "Knowing that my will is weak, you are still like this, no wonder I!"

Baochai didn't have time to take it back, only to hear a sound, his ears were red, and he said angrily: "I don't blame you, but I blame me."

Jia Lian said solemnly: "Of course it's your fault! Who told my sister to accidentally live in my brother's heart and only think about you, protect you, and always have you."

Baochai was so ashamed that she covered her face with a handkerchief: "Then just open the door and let me go."

Jia Lian shook his head and said, "It's too late, the door lock has been welded to death, and we can't leave."

Baochai looked at Jia Lian and sighed: "I know my brother has me in his heart, but every time my brother sees Yu'er, he forgets about me. Since I know that my brother is going to marry Yu'er, I should not be with: my brother is close, I just can't help it."

Jia Lian rubbed her hand, "Brother has neither gold nor jade, only a broken heart."

Baochai said shyly, "Then what should I do with the golden lock given by the leprosy-headed monk, it is said that the marriage can only be married when there is jade in the future."

Jia Lian said: "How can you believe what the monk and Taoist said. If you really want to believe it, tomorrow's brother will make a jade pendant to carry, or I have a jade wat used in the court at home."

Baochai withdrew his hand, "Then my brother has jade."

Jia Lian nodded, "You have jade!"

Baochai was too embarrassed to look at him, so he got up and walked back. Jia Lian hurriedly chased after him, "Bao'er"

Baochai immediately turned around and spat: "What kind of baby Belle is not allowed. Besides, how do you want to explain it to your mother? Just scream."

Jia Lian smiled and said, "Auntie is easy to say, no matter what the conditions are, I agree!"

Baochai was annoyed and stomped his feet: "Then go ahead! Be careful, you won't agree without a decree! It will make you die early."

No matter what, he left. Jia Lian's smile remained on his face, but he was ordered casually. Now that he has one more, it is already unprecedented, how can he get another one, let alone that it is meaningless if there are too many. This is happiness trouble.

Chapter [*] is the rain in the night. Jia Lian and Bao Chai are talking while walking to the pavilion by the water. Dai Yu only holds the fishing rod left and right: shaking, her eyes keep looking at Jia Lian, and it breaks from time to time. Broken thoughts. Jia Lian stepped forward to check, there was no small fish in the small basket, and smiled: "Yu'er, we won't be able to bake fish at night."

Daiyu snorted and glanced at Baochai beside him, "It's not good enough to bake, what's the point. I'm afraid that the second master's speech will be delayed, that's what happened!"

Jia Lian took the fishing rod from her hand, picked it up and looked at the hook, he couldn't help laughing: "No wonder, we are fishing on the edge of the Wei River."

She didn't even have any bait. Daiyu grabbed it and spat: "Don't worry about me, this will make the wisher take the bait! It's just that you won't be allowed to bake! I'll make you anxious."

Jia Lian took the fishing line, put on the bait, and threw the fishing rod into the lush water plants. "It will be there in a while."

But Daiyu is always swinging around, drawing a circle on the water with a fishing line, reflecting her shadow, sparkling. Jia Lian didn't stop her, and said that the water flowers would look good here, Dai Yufei If she wants to go to the other side, if she wants to frighten the mandarin ducks, she must hit the butterfly. The two fight back and forth for the fishing rod, which makes Daiyu annoyed, and grabs Jia Lian's hand and hits it a few times, "Bad brother, even snatch it from me. Bao. Sister, look at him."

Baochai covered his mouth and smiled, "I don't care about your brothers and sisters."

Jia Lian saw Baochai standing pretty, and didn't speak yet, Xiangyun pulled Tanchun and ran over, his chest heaving, panting, and said, "Second brother, sister Lin, sister Bao, I discussed with the third sister and the others just now. Now, I've drawn up a few topics to write a poem! Brothers and sisters, don't talk about it for now, let's go together!"

Said while holding Daiyu and Baochai, "Let's go, they are all waiting in Qiushuangzhai!"

Jia Lian followed them and went back to Qiushuangzhai, Li Wan clapped his hands on top, "It's the Qingqiu solar term, a hundred flowers are competing for beauty. In the morning, we made a poem about Begonia, and now that Yun and Tan have risen, we will make chrysanthemums! Poetry. With chrysanthemum! as the guest, and people as the mainstay, I have come up with twelve topics."

Xiang Yun then took the title of the poem and used a needle to wrap it on the wall. The first title was "Remembering Chrysanthemum", and the last title was "Remnant Chrysanthemum". Then he explained the reason for the unlimited rhyme. Everyone chose each one. The topic has been ticked, and there is still time for dinner. The twelve questions have been completed. They have been transcribed and handed over to Yingchun. Another Xuelang paper has been taken and transcribed together. Li Wan and others looked at it from the beginning. In the first song, they praised each other. Jia Lian smiled and said: "Wait for me to come from the public commentary. It seems that each has its own aphorism. It is impossible to say that Daiyu is the top, and then the third sister, the sister Yun, and Baochaici. Of."

Tan Chundao: "Brother's judgment, we are all unconvinced, it's just that brother didn't write poems, and our sisters made a joke, making brother laugh."

Xiangyun echoed, "That's right, you've avoided both of the two today. Regardless of the title and rhythm, it's just a matter of making a song that fits the scene, so I'm willing to do it!"

Everyone urged together, and Daiyu hurriedly said, "Sister Bao, please stop him so he doesn't have time to slip away again."

Baochai blushed slightly, "I can't stop it. Why don't we call him together, maybe he will agree!"

Several girls here looked at each other, and suddenly called him in unison, "Brother!"

Jia Lian's voice was soft and gentle, and Jia Lian's heart trembled as he heard it. He hadn't felt this kind of swaying in the sky for a long time. He smiled and said, "It doesn't seem like I'm dealing with a nonsense poem, my sisters can't let me go. ."

"Then speak up!"

Xiangyun urged. Jia Lian wrote: "appreciating chrysanthemums and holding claws to judge each other, and catching up with the elites every day in the Qingqiu. I am ashamed of Tao Yuanliang for flowers, and who is Ruan infantry when drinking wine. Talking through high-pitched voices expresses elegance, and dares to get crazy fame from booze. . Xing heartily beats the bowl and destroys the couplet sentences, and the three candles make up a hundred rhymes."

Daiyu didn't think about it, she picked up the pen and wrote a song. When everyone wanted to praise her, Daiyu tore it up and said with a smile, "My brother's is not as good as mine, so I should burn it."

Baochai didn't want to let Daiyu go any further, and continued with a smile: "I also reluctantly made a song, it might not be good, just write it out to make fun of her."

When everyone saw it, they commented again, and they asked for the hot crab again, so they ate it on the big round table. After a while, Miaoyu came over and said that Mrs. Wang Ziteng had arrived at the Rong Mansion. Her few satin, some bracelets, and gold and silver thorns made people puzzled. Jia Lian heard it, and smiled: "It's okay, even if you keep it, you can only give it to them, and it's not a robbery."

Miaoyu said, "I've given it to a few girls. I can't climb up to her level, and I can't use her things. I just look at you, brother."

Li Wan teased: "Oh, this is what the people around the second master said, and the tone was soaring to the sky."

Miaoyu said: "It's not that I'm arrogant, it's because she sent it to a different place."

She didn't want to go into details, she broke another crab, gave the crab roe to Jia Lian, and ate the rest herself. Li Wan persuaded a glass of wine. Miaoyu smiled and said, "Grandma, stay here, I will return it later. I'm going to inspect, I can't walk if I eat too much."

I didn't even eat. Li Wan had to put it down, how boring, and joked a few times before coming out to blow the wind on the porch. Seeing the wicker on the river bank supporting the wind, he choked and chanted: "The haggard smoke marks the head of the water pavilion, Juanjuan. The cool dew is timid, late autumn. The old branches and leaves withered away, writing the west wind a night of sorrow."

Who knew that someone behind him said: "The West Lake is full of spring flowers on two embankments, and the sound of warblers is bursting with willow buds. I had no intention of planting willows, and crows can live at night in Chengdu."

Li Wan hurriedly turned around and saw Jia Lian bowing his hands to her, "Sister-in-law, please come in, the sisters have finished eating, they rinsed their mouths and washed their hands again, and they are clamoring for the elder sister-in-law to judge the leader of the Poetry Society today. It is circulated as a set.”

Li Wan is still thinking about the "night-dwelling crow" in his poem

With three words, he suddenly lost his mind and walked past him with a blushing face. Jia Lian looked at her and smiled, reminding her of "Ben Wuxin" again.

Three characters, actually got uneasy, stopped for a while, but didn't know what to say. Jia Lian didn't follow up when she saw that she was very worried, and accompanied Miaoyu out, and said with a smile: "Why don't you give face to my sister-in-law?"

Miaoyu hugged him and said with a smile: "Brother, you also know the elder sister-in-law, but it's not... She is so indifferent on the face and thinks too much. A few days ago, Sister Feng transferred Sister Keqing, because of what I don't dare to break. Sister Feng's plan. Otherwise, you will be punished!"

Jia Lian pinched her face, "The Rong Mansion is already ours, and no one can take it away. Don't overdo it."

Miaoyu took a deep breath and hugged him tightly, "Brother, Sister Feng and Sister Keqing are all about to give birth!"

A pair of watery eyes stared at him. Jia Lian stroked her cheek, "I really work hard for my husband, I haven't stopped for a day, why has there been no news?"

Miaoyu's face was full of spring, "Day after day, there will always be news. Brother"

The obsessive voice made Jia Lian's body feel numb. It was the rain in the night, the clear stream was pouring in, and there was a special feeling in his heart.

Chapter [*] What should I do? The next day, Jia Lian got up early. Miaoyu lay in the tent, lazy and did not wake up. He called out, "Qianxue"

He didn't answer either. He walked outside on the couch, the girl and Xiren were resting, showing their arms outside. Jia Lian covered them and came out quietly. He turned back to Qifeng Hall for a while, Maner Qingwen and a few others He stood beside him and didn't speak. Jia Lian smiled and said, "What are you doing with a pestle, and don't pour tea for the second master?"

Qingwen pouted and said, "Second Master still remember where this place is"

Jia Lian is not happy: "I still use you to remind"

Heng'er brought the tea, and didn't give it to Jia, just put it on the table, and asked him to take it himself. Man'er said, "Second Master has been busy recently, maybe he forgot, the servants are also kind."

Xiangling was the most resentful, and said angrily: "The slaves know their foundation, and the girls don't dare to get involved when they write poems. But the second master refuses to even take me there, so it can be seen that there is no one in my heart."

Jia Lian forgot about this, "Wait a minute, I'll let Xiangyun copy all the poems they wrote yesterday for you. You can add it according to the rhyme, and the second master will add it to the collection for you."

Xiangling smiled and was about to agree, but carefully looked at the other three 3s, and pretended to snort, "It's not uncommon:!"

With all the wishes in his heart, he hurriedly brought the tea cup to Jia Lian. Heng'er on the side looked at Xiangling angrily. Xiangling stuck out her tongue and hid behind Jia Lian. Jia Lian grabbed Heng'er, right before her When he thought Jia Lian was going to punish her, Jia Lian pointed with a smile, "If you don't look, the kettle will almost dry out."

"what!"

Heng'er hurried out to see. Qingwen glared at him: "You can't lie to me! I'm not doing anything today!"

Man'er was clumsy, thought about it, and said, "Me too!"

Jia Lian smiled and said, "If you don't do anything, you should be punished!"

Jia Lian laughed, Man Er was so frightened that Hua Rong paled. Indeed, Hua Rong should have paled. When she came out, her little face became pale, and her legs could not even stand firmly, showing how profound the lesson was. Qingwen was the only one left outside, and when she heard the screams inside, she felt sad in her heart. Xiangling glanced inside and persuaded: "After all, he is the master, and his arm can be twisted over his thigh."

Qingwen spat: "It's not that I haven't screwed it."

Xiangling asked, "Then have you screwed over?"

Qingwen was short of words, but still stubbornly said, "I just can't figure it out."

Xiangling pulled her, "Let me go to Miss Yun's place!"

Qingwen didn't go, "you go by yourself, I'm not happy!"

"Go!"

Xiangling dragged her out of Xifeng Hall in the heart of the lake. She spoke all the way to the pillow Xia Pavilion. Xiangyun was still there: grooming, and after hearing Xiangling speak, she said, "I forgot to wait for you to continue a few songs yesterday. Be sure to show it to me! It's just that the manuscript is not with me, it's still there: the third sister resigned, and I got it when I arrived in Qiufang. Xiangling couldn't help but read it in her hands. Qingwen took the Looking closely at the painting, she couldn't tell whether the mountain objects were good or bad, but felt vivid and lively and interesting. In particular, there was a little man on the path in the lower right corner, who was also wearing the same moon-white shirt and skirt as she did yesterday, plus a She wore a light green waistcoat with the same bun. She held the painting and was overjoyed. She squinted at Xiangling, who didn't even look when she was walking. The painting was not far from her and it was her who was holding a book. , It seems that there is no... anyone else. She carefully rolled up the painting and quietly asked Xiangling, "You said that the second master is in the girl, who do you like the most?"

Xiang Ling covered the manuscript and smiled, "Of course it's Sister Ping'er."

Qingwen sighed, "We can't compare to her."

Xiang Ling joked: "Don't be discouraged, the second master often says that you are his most beautiful girl. It can be seen that we are all ugly."

Qingwen puffed out her chest without realizing it, and Xiangling spat in annoyance, "I don't think it's too good!"

Qingwen said proudly: "then do you have any?"

Xiang Ling held the manuscript and couldn't do anything, so the two chased among the trees and flowers. They finally hurried back to Qifeng Hall, and Man'er and Heng'er happened to go out. The main room was quiet, the two put down their things, see you No one breathed a sigh of relief. Qingwen sweated on her forehead, and her head was itchy, so she took off her jacket and skirt, wearing only a silver-red jacket. The girl has been biting the pen and thinking hard, and she shouted several times without answering. Qingwen had to wash it herself. After breaking up, her hair was soaked, and she accidentally got her eyes wet, so she hurriedly asked Xiangling to bring a dry towel over. After a while, She stretched out a hand, and Qingwen picked it up by the way, talking while washing, "Sister Xiangling, we have been following the second master for several years, what kind of person do you think the second master is?"

Without hearing anyone answer, Qingwen said to herself: "Our second master is a hero! It's really different from others. At that time in Huai'an mansion, the second master helped disaster relief and quelled rebellion and blocked the breach. You don't know about this, only I know."

Showing off in his speech. "Sister, give me the pancreas!"

Her eyes were still closed. Then she came to wash her hair with both hands, rubbing her hair a little bit slowly. Qingwen smiled and said, "Good sister, I haven't read so many of your books, I can't describe it. , but I know that our second master is a hero, better than others!"

He poured water for her again, but Qingwen's hair is very long, and she can only wash it in sections, which is very laborious. Qingwen said again: "Why don't you talk, sister, you are still writing poetry! You are really a girl. The heart of the young lady can be tolerated by our second master, but any master who sees your appearance, and who wants me to be a man if you don’t want to be like that right away, you will be like this in one day, go back!”

"oops!"

Qingwen was hit on the head, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Sister, don't be angry, I'm just kidding."

Feeling that she rubbed a few more times at the place where she hit just now, Qingwen smiled and said, "It really is the best sister!"

After washing for so long, when it was about to finish, Qingwen suddenly asked: "Sister, the twelve have come to the house these days, they look good, have a good temper, they can also write poems, draw, dance, and make voices. It's also nice. Compared with them, it seems that I am nothing. If I have a bad temper, I can't read and write, and I can't dance. I don't want them, but I'm really worried that the second master will not want me one day, what should I do?"

The hands stopped. Qingwen smiled and said, "If there is such a day, I would rather die in this door than go out. Do you think I am stupid?"

"Qingwen, although you can't do this, you can't, but the second master likes you, and you can't go anywhere in your life. If you want to get out of this door, be careful that the second master will break your legs!"

Only then did Qingwen know that the second master was washing her hair all the time, and she said angrily and angrily: "Second master, why don't you speak, you thought you were Sister Xiangling!"

She lowered her head and dared not lift her head up, her neck and ears were flushed. Jia Lian pulled her over, and Qingwen whispered, "Second Master, your hair is still dry!"

Jia Lian hugged her and smiled: "It's okay, the second master asks you something."

"what words"