Xichun, the first daughter of the Red Chamber

Since Jia Min arrived in the capital, she hasn’t stayed at home very much. She almost runs out, contacting former friends, visiting officials in charge of evaluation, leaving early and returning late every day, which annoys Jia’s mother, “It’s rare for you to come back. I don't know how much to accompany me."

Jia Min said with a smile: "Mother, you know that the official evaluation will start soon. I don't know how many people are watching the position of my husband's salt class. We have to prepare."

Jia Min said again: "Besides, isn't Yu'er accompanying you? But what's wrong with her? Made you angry? You tell me, I'll go back and talk about her."

Jia Mu glared at her, "What's wrong with Yu'er? It's too late for me to hurt her."

Hearing Jia Min talking about the evaluation by the Ministry of Officials, Jia's mother said again: "I remember that your husband has also been in Jiangnan for so many years. Why don't you take this opportunity to let him come to the capital? This way we can meet often."

"This kind of thing is not that simple." Jia Min smiled and said, "And I don't know much about officialdom, my husband also has his own considerations..."

Mother Jia was dissatisfied and said, "What's so rare? In a few days, I'll go into the palace to talk to my empress, and then I'll just say hello to the people below."

Jia Min was about to tell Jiamu that Lin Ruhai was about to retire, but he didn't want to hear what Jiamu said, so he paused and said, "Mother, now my lady is watching the scenery in the palace, and I don't know how many people are watching her secretly. As the maiden's family, we should naturally think more about the empress."

Jia's mother took Jia Min's hand, "That's right, our mother and I thought about going together, but few people in the family understand, your big brother has completely separated from us now, and he is going to the East Mansion with all his heart. He doesn't care about being a concubine, not to mention the yin and yang, and he keeps making troubles when he builds the garden, and your second sister-in-law is the same.

Hearing Mother Jia talk about building a garden, Jia Min immediately said, "Mom, I've seen the blueprints for the construction these days. I don't know if the mansion has so much money to support it? I heard..."

Mother Jia patted her hand, "Good boy, don't worry, our family is not without a fortune, and the businessmen outside heard that we were preparing for the mother-in-law, and they all put money in to invest. lack."

In fact, some people came to vote with money, but more people were forced to vote by the Rongguo Mansion under the name of Concubine Xiande.

Jia Min frowned, "But if you act like this, it will damage your empress' reputation..."

Jia Mu smiled and said, "What is this? Counting the dynasties and dynasties, there have been such things, and the higher-ups also acquiesced."

Jia Min didn't think so, the longer she stayed in Rongguo Mansion, the more worried she became.

Jia Min saw that Jia's mother was completely overwhelmed by wealth, and she didn't know how to persuade her, so she stood up, "I heard that the children have set up a poetry club these days? It just so happens that I'm free today, so I'll go and see it too." , mother, do you want to go with me?"

The poetry club was proposed by Li Wan. As soon as the words came out, the girls immediately agreed.

Nowadays, there are many girls living in Jia’s house, such as Lin Daiyu who welcomes spring and cherishes spring, second sister You third sister, Xing Xiuyan, Coco Li and Li Qi. We usually get together and don’t know what to say or what to do, and we are not very familiar with it. Now we have poems. In the society, a group of people commented on poems, everyone participated, and they were not afraid of neglecting anyone. Even Jia Baoyu had the cheek to participate after knowing about it.

Mother Jia was also happy when she found out, and allocated dozens of taels of silver for them to spend.

Lin Daiyu is so talented that she almost always takes the lead in composing poems every time, and this time is no exception.

"I stole three parts of the pistil, and I borrowed a strand of the plum blossom." Jia Baoyu read: "Good poem! Good poem! Sister Lin's song about Begonia, just this sentence, is better than everyone else."

Speaking of Jia Baoyu, he still saluted Lin Daiyu in a decent way, "It's useless to rely on my master to praise me for a few points, so I think that my poems are excellent. I can't see it!"

Jia Baoyu was full of admiration, and everyone praised him repeatedly.

Lin Daiyu blushed slightly, and turned sideways to avoid Jia Baoyu's gift, "It's not as good as you say."

Third Sister You smiled and said: "Yes, yes, I didn't know there was such a character as Miss Lin in the world. Not to mention the fact that she writes poems so well, I'm afraid that most men in the world will be compared. "

Lin Daiyu was even more shy, "How can you be so exaggerated? It's just more practice and more learning."

After speaking, Lin Daiyu briefly talked about the three realms of poetry.

Third Sister You took Lin Daiyu's hand and said, "Good girl, you can be my teacher and teach me how to compose poetry!"

Since she began to read and write, Third Sister You began to understand how small she was, and she became more and more envious of those who can write good poems and proses that will leave their names through the ages. Second Sister You didn't know how to compose poems, so she only followed the comments, but she couldn't hide her envy in her heart. After hearing Lin Daiyu's words today, she suddenly wanted to be a teacher.

Lin Daiyu panicked, "How can I be a teacher? Wouldn't it be a joke if I can't say it? It's okay to discuss a few words with each other on weekdays."

Third Sister You was satisfied and let Lin Daiyu go.

Jia Baoyu read everyone's poems again, "Our poems are good, but unfortunately there is one thing missing."

Yingchun asked him, "What's wrong?"

Jia Baoyu placed the poem on the table, pointed to the title of the poem and the space between the lines and said, "Name."

Yingchun laughed and said: "Brother Bao is confused, our daughter in the boudoir can just write poems and have fun, can't she really write her name on it?"

Jia Baoyu shook his head, "You can't write your name, so just write a nickname?"

Talking about it, Jia Baoyu also gave a few examples, saying that there was a Hanlin a few decades ago, who wrote good poems, and every time he left a name on his poems, which attracted everyone to look for the mountain guest, but they couldn't find it. The guest in the mountain, and later that Hanlin once wrote a poem with his colleagues drunk, and subconsciously wrote the guest in the mountain, which revealed the true face of the guest in the mountain. Later, this incident was also spread as an interesting story.

Everyone listened amusedly, nodded, and prepared to give themselves a nickname, but after much deliberation, they didn't know what nickname to pick.

Jia Baoyu said: "From ancient times to the present, literati's nicknames are nothing more than those routines. They choose according to their own poems, their aspirations and favorite things, or according to their own words."

Xichun thought for a while, then spread her hands together, "Then I won't take it, I don't have words, and I like a lot of things, poetry..."

Everyone looked amused, but they also felt that they were similar to Xichun, finally came up with a nickname and felt it was inappropriate, finally Lin Daiyu said: "Forget it, it's just that our sisters wrote Le Yile, there is no need to be so strict."

Jia Baoyu said: "How can you forget it? You can't get the nickname, I will help you get it!"

Jia Baoyu immediately said to Lin Daiyu: "Sister Lin is the head of poetry this time, so let's start with Sister Lin first."

Lin Daiyu shook her head, "How do you choose? Like my fourth sister, I like many things, and I also like many poems, but I can't choose my favorite, and I haven't picked any words yet."

Jia Baoyu thought for a while and said, "Since this is the case, why don't I give Sister Lin a word! Let me think about it, how about the two words?"

When Jia Min came over, he just heard Jia Baoyu say this, and was immediately angry, "No way!"

Everyone followed the sound and saw Jia Min's angry face, "Baoyu is also a person who has read the books of sages, so he should know what the word "往古中" means. If Baoyu is fine, let's go back to school to study first, lest the second brother He took a stick and came to look for Baoyu."

When Jia Min mentioned Jia Zheng, Jia Baoyu shrank a little. These days, he only cared about playing with his sisters and skipped school a few times. That time Jia Zheng caught him straight and chased him with a stick. Shi and Jiamu stopped him.

Jia Baoyu saluted Jia Min, "Baoyu is reckless, please don't take offense, Auntie."

Lin Daiyu was thinking about how to reject Jia Baoyu, when she heard Jia Min's voice, she was relieved and walked to Jia Min's side, "Mother."

Jia Min ignored Jia Baoyu and said directly to Lin Daiyu: "My good boy, it's getting late, let's go first."

Lin Daiyu naturally agreed, said goodbye to everyone, and followed Jia Min.

Seeing this, others also bid farewell.

Xichun walked at the end, rolled up the poems on the table, and was about to take them away together. Baoyu saw this and said urgently: "Fourth sister, what are you doing taking away the poems? I haven't copied today's good poems. You take Lin Keep the one my sister wrote."

Xichun giggled, "Second elder brother has a good memory, he must have memorized Sister Lin's poems, but I haven't memorized them yet. I'll take them back and read them slowly, so I can return them to Sister Lin later." How about Jia Baoyu, just left.

Since opening the Poetry Club, every time she made a poem, Xichun would take all her poems away. Don’t ask anyone else, she would say that she would take it back and read it slowly as a souvenir. In short, she would not give it to Jia Baoyu. When I read my favorite poems, I copy them all by myself.

Xichun did it on purpose.

Now there are also talk about talented women, but how did their talents come out?It is a kind of word of mouth among the female relatives, and there is a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet in the Nan'an Palace. They showed their talents openly in front of everyone and passed them on after they were appreciated by the elders. In short, there is no one kind of talent. The name is passed on by outsiders.

Jia Baoyu also likes to go to banquets on weekdays, and he also likes to show off. If the poems are in his possession, it is estimated that he will take out the poems and blow them up as soon as he gets the top. up.

Now that Xichun has taken all these poems away, even if Jia Baoyu brags about the poems he copied, not many people believe it.

After listening to the maid's words, Jia Mu waved her hand and told her to go down, and she slowly remembered.

Wang's sudden good intentions to keep the relatives of Li's family behind, she knew immediately after hearing it, and she didn't take it to heart. , Baoyu doesn't just revolve around Daiyu?

It's just a pity that she and Min'er mentioned Baoyu and Daiyu's marriage several times, but Min'er bypassed it.

Thinking of Baoyu's recklessness today, I'm afraid Jia Min will dislike Baoyu even more.

Thinking of this, Mother Jia sighed, forget it, let's talk to the empress next time after entering the palace.