Drunk in the Red Chamber Lying on Beauty's Lap

Yiran treats Baoyu as his own son, and seeing Baoyu's eyes turn red, he can't help but sigh.

He pulled Baoyu to sit on the chair, tested Baoyu slightly, and found that he had already cultivated the yin and yang body to the fourth level.

"Baoyu, your progress in cultivation is a bit fast. You must not break through the ninth floor before you are 16 years old. The fruit of Jiuyang is still four or five years away from ripening. Master is worried that you will not be able to pick it back for you when you break through."

Baoyu smiled, "Master, you have practiced Yin-Yang* since you were young, and you only broke through the ninth floor at the age of 16. I became a monk halfway, where is your speed?"

Yiran thinks about it too.Although the initial progress of yin and yang * is fast, but in the later stage, it will become more and more difficult to practice.

There are five dishes on the table, boiled meat, hot and sour fish, sauced pig's trotters, preserved egg tofu and couple's lung slices.Add a cup of miscellaneous mushroom soup and two bowls of fragrant rice.

Looking at the delicious dishes on the table, he said with a smile, "Master, this doesn't seem like a dish in a fast food restaurant, does it?"

Yi Ran said: "The food here is pretty good for one or two meals. If I eat it every day, I can't stand it. These are the dishes I brought here and borrowed the kitchen here to cook."

Baoyu stretched out her thumb, "Master, you come to the restaurant to eat with the cook, tall, really tall."

Hearing Baoyu's strange voice, Yiran couldn't help but knocked him on the head.

"Okay, let's eat first. After I finish eating, I have something to talk to you about."

Baoyu was in a hurry to come out, and was already hungry.

Hearing that Yiran said it was ready to eat, he began to eat it unceremoniously.

Yi Ran tapped his head, "Look at you, you don't know how to eat slowly at all."

Baoyu ate very fast, but she didn't look rude at all. Yiran couldn't fault him in her posture, but she taught him a lesson in keeping in good health.

Baoyu took a few sips of soup before he suppressed his anger.

"Master, you don't know. I eat at home with my grandmother. Her old man often stops eating after a few mouthfuls. If she doesn't eat, the other sisters stop too. They all stop, never Well, I'll eat it myself. In order to be full, I can only work on the speed."

Hearing Baoyu's complaining tone, Yiran couldn't help laughing.

"Could it be that your sisters and sisters are also so fast?"

Baoyu shook her head, "That's right, they have a small appetite, so I guess they can eat enough." Speaking of this, Baoyu was not so sure.

Sister Lin has a delicate body, so she probably doesn't eat much.

Tanchun is heroic, and every time he has a small bowl of rice, maybe he really can't get enough.

Or go back and ask?

Thinking of this, Baoyu shook his head again.

Because of birth problems, Tanchun has always been sensitive, and she doesn't want to be underestimated in anything she does. Even if she really doesn't have enough to eat, she probably won't say anything.

Yiran watched Baoyu's expression change back and forth amusedly, and said after a while, "Why, but did you remember something interesting?"

Baoyu smiled bitterly: "Master, I was just thinking about it. The sisters are all eating slowly. I don't know if they will be full after a meal?"

Yi Ran said: "It's just to remind you to eat slowly, but you think too much. Are you full?"

Baoyu knew that Yiran had sent a letter to invite him to come over yesterday, so he must have something to do. After finishing the soup in the bowl, he sat up straight and said, "I'm full."

"Baoyu, I know you are smart, so I won't play around with you anymore." After thinking about the words, he continued, "Accrediting the throne, enriching the treasury, and developing your own power are the top priorities. What can you do about it? "

Baoyu was taken aback, and pointed to himself, "Master, are you asking me?"

Yiran knocked him again, "Nonsense, I'm not asking you, who am I asking?"

"Master, how old am I? If you ask me such an important question, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to carry it on my shoulders?"

Yiran glanced at him with a half-smile, "Baoyu, I have something to do. The master is thinking about marrying thirty or fifty concubines for you in the future. You can't help the master to think of a way?"

Baoyu muttered, "It's the emperor's business, not the master's."

Yi Ran glanced at him, "What are you talking about? Louder!"

Baoyu stuck out her tongue, "Master, I have a little suggestion, but I will only say it if you promise not to hit me."

"Okay, I promise you." Yiran replied happily.He doesn't seem to have the habit of hitting people casually.

Baoyu asked again: "Master, if you enter the draft today, will you be angry?"

Yi Ran snorted coldly, "Why should I be angry? If I want to be angry, it should be the Queen who is angry. Besides, the order of the draft has already been made. I don't know how many famous ladies from all over the world have entered Beijing. Do I need to be angry now?"

Only then did Baoyu remember that his elder sister, Baoyu, seemed to be waiting for election.

After getting rid of the biggest trouble in his heart, Baoyu moved to Yiran's side and muttered softly.

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With a waist of [-], he rode down to Yangzhou on a crane.

Yangzhou has been a prosperous place since ancient times. After being a prince of the Five Dynasties, today's patrolling salt censor Lin Ruhai has an extraordinary family heritage.

Some aristocratic families, because of their large population, have become inferior to each other after successive dynasties.

Lin Ruhai's family didn't have such troubles, because his family had been passed down from generation to generation, and in his generation, there was only one daughter, Lin Daiyu.

The family's population is small, so the expenses are naturally low. In addition to the dowry brought by each generation of the Lin family's mistress, the Lin family's property has already exceeded one million.

The moon was in the middle of the sky, but Lin Ruhai didn't feel sleepy.

As the night breeze came, Lin Ruhai couldn't help coughing a few times.

Standing in the forest waiting on the sidelines, he couldn't help saying: "Master, it's getting late, you should rest."

Lin Ruhai glanced at Lin Zhong beside him, and sighed faintly.

Lin Zhong is Lin Ruhai's nanny brother, who grew up with him.

When Lin Zhong was young, he was Lin Ruhai's book boy. Because of his talent, his learning progress was not much better than Lin Ruhai's.

At that time, Lin Ruhai's father intended to train him more, so that he could become Lin Ruhai's right-hand man, and Lin Zhong lived up to expectations, managing the Lin family's business in an orderly manner.

It's a pity that due to his limited status, Lin Zhong couldn't pass the imperial examination. Lin Ruhai wanted to hand over his contract of sale to him many times, but Lin Zhong refused.

In his words, in this life, he is Lin Ruhai's slave.

"Master, what happened? Why are you sighing?" Lin Zhong's appearance is extremely handsome, but he is used to standing behind Lin Ruhai, and over time, people habitually ignore his excellent appearance.

Lin Ruhai put down the pen in his hand, "In the forest, the new emperor has been on the throne for a long time, and officials from all over the country are rushing to Beijing to have an audience. Do you think I will go or not?"