The Red Chamber: the Son of the Champion, I Secretly Sold the Psychic Gem

Jia Xichun is the younger sister of Jia Zhen in Ningguo Mansion. Her father, Jia Jing, is the youngest of the four sisters of Jia family. This is from Ningguo Mansion next door, not in Rongguo Mansion where Jia Baoyu is.

Jia Zhen's sister!

Jia Zhen, the guy who had an affair with his daughter-in-law, the old-fashioned boss who was scolded by Lai for picking ashes! !

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Chapter 16 A poem that shocked the Rongguofu

The person who entered the lakeside pavilion was this man with slender shoulders, slender waist, long stature, duck-oval face, handsome eyes and eyebrows, looking forward to the flying of gods, the essence of literary talent, and the unforgettable view of spring!

Tanchun is also the initiator of the Haitang Poetry Society, alias Jiaoxiake, who lives in Qiushuangzhai in the Grand View Garden. She is shrewd and capable and good at calligraphy!

Among these sisters in the Red Chamber!

I am afraid that it is also Daiyu and Baochai, whose literary talent can be compared to exploring spring!

But calligraphy!

But it is far inferior to Tanchun, and she is even called the girl with the best calligraphy in Honglou during the year!

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Tan Chun stepped forward and picked up the paper on the table before reading it carefully!

can feel it!

The words on the rice paper, with a rush of air coming towards the face, one stroke down, it is like a steed galloping away from the reins and flying away from the dust. The madness of the original vitality of the impulse contains the aura of heaven and earth.

This word...! !

Still the realm of calligraphy masters!

Throughout the entire Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid that there is no calligrapher who can have such calligraphy!

Tan Chun was shocked! !

I feel fascinated, and my whole body is as numb as an electric shock!

The mind is blank, as if the body and soul are immersed in the world of calligraphy in front of him, the free and easy of the wild horse, riding in the dust, the smoke and dust are all over the sky, without any restraint...!

In this calligraphy!

But it is full of the fairy spirit of heaven and earth!

Really!

This book should not exist in the world!

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a long time!

Tan Chuncai came out of the world of calligraphy, and his body has been standing in the same place for a long time! !

"Oh my God, this calligraphy is really the realm of a master!"

"It's really strange, when did a calligraphy master come to Jia's house?"

Tan Chun exhaled the breath in his heart for a long time, but his face soon became full of doubts!

Throughout the Great Zhou Dynasty!

It seems that no one has such a consummate calligraphy!

but!

When Tan Chun turned his eyes to the poems on the rice paper, his eyes widened again, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath! !

Xianyun is clever, Feixing spreads hatred, and Yinhan looms dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win but there are countless people in the world!

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The thin clouds are changing in the sky, the meteors in the sky convey the sorrow and grievance of lovesickness, and the distant and boundless Milky Way I quietly pass through tonight.

Meeting on the Qixi Festival in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who look together but are separated from each other.

At this moment, Tanchun seems to see the dreamy colorful clouds and the boundless galaxy, as well as the enviable and yearning love!

The breeze blows!

Tanchun feels that his entire body is immersed in this! !

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After half an hour!

Tan Chun came out of this half of the poem this time, hurriedly holding the poem in his hand, and walked towards the Haitang Club where the sisters gathered!

This is the Poetry Society proposed by Tanchun, and Li Wan is the president!

Inside the Begonia Club!

When Lin Daiyu, Xue Baochai Yingchun and others saw the calligraphy and poetry on the rice paper, everyone was stunned!

For a long time, it is difficult to calm down the excitement in my heart!

"It's so beautiful, I really don't know who can write such beautiful poems!" The goddess Yingchun with a beautiful skin and a slightly fat body said!

"Wu wu wu... who can have such a marriage!"

The delicate and soft Lin Daiyu whimpered and cried softly, yearning for the marriage and love in poetry!

Meeting on the Qixi Festival in the autumn wind and white dew is better than those couples in the world who look together but are separated from each other.

Especially when I see this poem!

Lin Daiyu felt that how could she have the kind of marriage and love that met on the Qixi Festival? I am afraid that she is like the common people in the world, and she looks together and guards the marriage of beauty and separation! !

More so!

Lin Daiyu became more and more sad, and she couldn't help feeling sad about her future situation!

Daiyu belongs to that category!

Even if she doesn't cry, she is a woman full of tenderness and sadness!

The two curved eyebrows seem to be frowning rather than frowning, and a pair of eyes that seem to be happy but not happy.The two sorrows of the ecological life, and the sickness of the whole body.Tears shone a little, and sighed slightly.When it is quiet, it is like a beautiful flower shining on the water, and when it is in action, it is like a weak willow supporting the wind.The heart is more dry and one hole is more, and the disease is like Xizi winning three points.

This is how to describe Lin Daiyu, her body is as thin as the wind! !

"What a rude verse, making my sister sad, let's see if I don't tear him up!"

Jia Baoyu on the side saw this!

With a look of anger on his big face, he was about to step forward and shred the poems and show it off in front of his sister Lin!

Chapter 17 Jia Baoyu was trembling with fright

"Ah, what are you doing?"

"Crazy!"

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Before Jia Baoyu rushed forward, he shredded the poems on the table!

Tan Chun and Xue Baochai next to you!

Face changed!

Quickly stop Jia Baoyu from doing stupid things!

Half a poem!

In fact, it has completely conquered Tanchun, all imaginations about worshiping men!

Calligraphy, consummate, superb, master's pen!

Poetry, the world is beautiful, rare in the world!

It's like a lecherous man who found a stunning beauty, the most beautiful beauty in the world, how could it be possible to allow others to tear this beauty to shreds and shreds...!

As for Xue Baochai!

It's another layer of meaning!

Lin Daiyu wanted to rush up and stop Jia Baoyu!

Lin Daiyu felt that this poem was rare in the world and not a common thing, how could it be torn to shreds like this!

In my heart, I became more and more tired of Jia Baoyu!

If Jia Baoyu shreds this poem because of himself, then he is really a great sinner!

As for Yingchun and Xichun next to them, they also came up to stop them!

Li Wan looked at the poems on the rice paper!

Always feel a sense of familiarity oncoming!

After having a chat with Jia Lang last night, Li Wan has rekindled hope in life, so I am in the mood to come to the Poetry Club today!

in mind!

Jia Lang's handsome figure could not help but emerge!

But soon to shake his head!

impossible!

Jia Lang is so young, how could he have such calligraphy and talent!

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

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"Why, why don't you let me tear up this rotten poem, which makes Sister Lin unhappy, so I should tear it up!"

Jia Baoyu on the side shouted angrily! !

It really looks like it doesn't make any sense!

"If you shred this poem, I'm afraid it will immediately lead to disaster!"

Xue Baochai said with a cautious look on his face!