Jin Yuliangyuan of the Red Chamber

Waking up in the morning, Baoyu got out of bed with a disheveled head and poured tea to drink. His head seemed still numb.

It wasn't until Dangshayou soaked in the pool that he suddenly remembered what dream he had last night!

Speaking of which, he hasn't had a dream for a long time, let alone dreaming about modern things!

Last night, for some reason, he dreamed that in the classroom where he was in high school, the students were discussing one thing: their English teacher——is dead!Everyone said that the teacher was drunk and died in a car accident while driving home.

The English teacher in his high school was a man, about 40 years old, with hair on his back, a little curly, and he was quite good looking. It is said that he was the most handsome teacher in the school when he was young, and he still chased him so far. The most beautiful female teacher is his wife.His daughter is in the same class as them, but in a different class.

This teacher and him have always been very good, and they often chatted, talked, and always looked at him, smiled at him, and asked him to get up to answer questions during lectures, so when he heard about this, he Especially uncomfortable.

But the scariest thing when I think about it now is that the students below were discussing that he died in a car accident, and he was also sitting at the podium and weeping, while their English teacher was sitting on the podium at that time!So close to him!

Baoyu shivered, and the water trembled.

"It's really weird, how could you have such a dream?" He put his left hand over his eyes and tilted his head back, talking to himself.Was it too tired yesterday?That should be a deep sleep!

When he came out of the pool and opened the window to blow the air, he had already put aside this problem. Isn't it just a dream, it's no big deal.

Today is April 28, the spring is just right outside, a few black-bodied and yellow-headed birds landed among the branches of peach and apricot trees, chirping, and clusters of winter jasmine flowers by the stream are also blooming wantonly, floating in the air With a soft peach blossom fragrance.

Baoyu took a deep breath of the fresh air, and her sleepy mind gradually cleared up.

Looking up, there seemed to be many black spots on the west side, but on closer inspection, there were thin strings holding them underneath. It turned out to be a kite, and it seemed that there were children flying paper kites there while taking advantage of the east wind.

He simply flew downstairs in his snow-white tunic, landed on the bluestone path in the yard, and ran around a dozen times.It is said to be running, but it is actually similar to flying close to the ground, which is exactly how to practice.

After half an hour passed, he finally stopped and flew up to the roof. The sun had already revealed his whole face. The red disk was hanging in the eastern sky, and his face was as red as fire when it shone on him. Only a pair of eyes Shiny black.

He was standing on the protruding ridge of the roof, his clothes fluttering in the morning wind, and the traces of sweat from his head quickly dissipated in the air.Looking at the vigorous rising sun, the last bit of sullenness in my chest caused by that dream disappeared.

The servants in the mansion saw the master standing facing the light from different angles, with white hair and black hair like a fairy, and they all praised from the bottom of their hearts: so handsome and domineering!How did it get there?

Mingyan had heard the movement a long time ago, but he could only honestly wait for Baoyu to warm up, finally stopped running, and he floated to the top of the building again, Mingyan was helpless, he had seen it before, not so Surprised, just let those who are about to drop their jaws prepare early and bring them in at any time.

Baoyu stood there for a while, enjoying the pleasure of being condescending and looking down at the small mountains, and waited until the sun was not so red before coming down and going straight into the bedroom.

After tossing around, his hair was already dry, so he ate breakfast just like this. Anyway, he didn't need to see guests in the mansion, so he just combed it and tied it with a hair tie behind his back.

"Today, Jinyiwei Muxiu, the forty or so people in the mansion asked them to practice in the school field behind. They ran first and then practiced. This can't be delayed for a day." Baoyu walked to the desk and said to Ming Yan behind him, "They I have no foundation at all, and I need to be more diligent.”

Ming Yan laughed and said, "Master, you don't have to worry, those boys are more excited than you! Every day when you come back, you are so tired that your eyes shine. No, I heard them get up before I woke up in the morning." Went to the side of the martial arts training ground, running noisily!"

Baoyu said with a smile: "If that's the case, I can worry less, go down and get busy." Then he joked with a smile, "You should also go for a run every morning. Look at your small body, even a rabbit can beat you." However, how to protect others in the future?"

Ming Yan immediately blushed, and said with a wry smile: "Then... since the master has spoken, I will obey."

Baoyu was amused by him: "Isn't it just to let you get up early to exercise, such a bitter and bitter look. Well, you go down and get busy." Mingyan then agreed to go down, thinking whether to leave Get up early and go for a run tomorrow.

Here Baoyu began to write a reply, first from Daiyu, he wrote a lot, most of which were describing the scenery of the mansion, saying that many of them were his ideas to show his credit, saying that he gave the building we lived in. Name, there are a lot of books you like to read on the second floor, "I really want to take you here and let you have a look!" He also said that the hot spring courtyard has also been built, and I will take you to play when you come.

Speaking of the kite I saw this morning, I asked her if she also flew it?Spring is the season for flying kites. It must be the right time for spring in the south of the Yangtze River. Don’t stay in the house all the time. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, there will be a day to see it. You can take Heng’er and Zhi’er for an outing and catch some grasshoppers. .

Finally, he thought about it, and asked Daiyu in the letter if she would like to come. If she was willing and her uncle agreed, he would send someone to pick her up. Of course, he also said that if she didn't want to be separated from her uncle, he would not force her to do so. own meaning.

It was much simpler to write to Jia Lian (really value sex over friends!), first apologize, and say that if you write letters in the future, you will never forget him.

Besides, do you have enough money to spend?Do I need to send it to you again?The kiln here also makes glass. I’ll ask someone to send you some. You can see if it’s placed on the window of the study or the bedroom. The light transmission is beautiful.

Later, he said that giving money all the time is not an option, and you definitely won’t need anything else. You can’t starve to death with a reward of one hundred hectares of fertile land and three hundred households, and you still have extra income, but since you are there, If the location is convenient, it is better to form a caravan to go to sea to do business, bring in some foreign goods from overseas, and sell the silk, porcelain and tea from here, and you can make a lot of money every time you come and go, and you can continue to get money. Wouldn't it be better to buy some new gadgets and open a few more shops to be self-sufficient?At that time, we will have a double harvest in the south and the north!

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, his brain was wide open all morning, he imagined the future, wrote two thick letters and sent them to Yangzhou, feeling very satisfied.

He also called Lai Yinquan and asked him to find someone to put some newly released glass products and some enamel bottles with new decorations into Jia Lian. These things are delicate and expensive, and cannot withstand bumps. Protection, don't wait until you open it and see that it is broken into slag.

Yinquan went down to make arrangements. These people were also experts, and they were used to it. They stuffed thick straw in the box for shock absorption, and stuffed cotton if it didn't work. Just be careful on the road.

What Baoyu didn't know was that Jia Lian had such a plan long ago. His business acumen was no worse than Baoyu's, but it was only a day before he came to Yangzhou, and his status and power had not yet been stabilized. .

The shop and the like can be opened earlier, but it will take some time for the caravan to go out to sea. He will have to wait until he also takes the army into his hands, rectifies the troops, trains the navy, and ensures that the surrounding coastal countries have no It only works after a different heart.

He was annoyed by the fact that Dongying's ships were often dangling on the sea, so he had to step up his pace, in case they turned their faces that day, he could deal with it in time.

As for the Turks in the inland area, it is beyond his ability, and Shuihong can just worry about it.

Not to mention those two letters went to Yangzhou with the convoy of goods, another thing that Baoyu was more concerned about was the garrison troops in the capital. There are soldiers to study.

It wasn't until dusk that he stood up rubbing his stiff neck.

Sighing, I can't rest for a day after taking a rest, either I'm busy or I'm busy.

He stretched his body, Mingyan brought up ginseng tea, he drank a bowl, and after dinner, he only rested for a while before starting to write notes.

At the same time, in the Rongxi Hall of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang were sitting opposite each other. They had just had dinner and were chatting.

Mrs. Wang said worriedly: "Master, the money is getting tighter and tighter recently. Last year, the crops of the Zhuangzi were not good. After the New Year and the Lantern Festival, they will not be able to hold on. What should we do?"

Jia Zheng has never been very thorough in these mundane affairs, and he was a little surprised when he heard this: "Why did you get to this point?" Mrs. Wang complained somewhat: "How do you know what's going on here if you don't care about your family? Some don't fit together, but you sent out so many yesterday."

Jia Zheng frowned and said, "What do you mean, other people's families give so much, and we are like this. How can we go empty-handed? Besides, Baoyu is a child of our Jia family. How can there be no reason not to subsidize it? With Baoyu His skills will have a bright future in the future! It is worth spending some money now."

Mrs. Wang said in a low voice: "I don't think so! Baoyu hasn't come back to see him once since he moved away. Looking at him yesterday, he doesn't care about our house at all!"

Jia Zheng raised his eyebrows, and raised his voice: "Absurd! He is a descendant of the Jia family, and his bones are still connected to the broken bones! If he dares to commit such unfilial acts, I will break his legs!"

Mrs. Wang hurriedly persuaded Jia Zheng to calm down, and said that this was all guesswork by her wives and Taoists, and she couldn't do it right.After Jia Zheng recovered, Mrs. Wang asked him quietly, "Master, what do you think of the newly appointed household servant?"

Jia Zheng muttered with his beard: "We don't see each other very often. I only go to the pilgrimage to see each other on the fifteenth day of every month. I took a look yesterday. Yushulin has an extraordinary demeanor and a bookish air. He is a rare young talent."

After finishing speaking, she looked at his wife and asked in wonder, "How did you know him, and you remembered to ask me?" Mrs. Wang smiled deeply: "It's nothing, I'm just curious, what kind of woman will such a person marry in the future?"

Jia Zheng smiled: "It's true...you worry too much..." He paused as soon as he finished speaking, as if thinking of something, then shook his head: "You are too high-minded, you are the emperor's close minister, my sister And she is about to marry the King of Beijing, so how can a girl from our family be able to climb up? Let's stop worrying about it!"

Mrs. Wang was just trying to test it out, and let it go after hearing what he said. To be honest, they really don't have any girls to sell. Although Tanchun is good in everything, it's a pity that she is a concubine. Not to mention the young age!

Baochai is also good, but I am afraid that people will look down on this declining imperial merchant family. If my brother is still in office, I would say nothing. Now...

So she was just a little disappointed, then she put it down, changed her mind, and asked tentatively: "Then... what do you think of that girl from the Lin family?"

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