Drunk in the Red Chamber Lying on Beauty's Lap

Shui Rong has been paying attention to Baoyu, and found that his brows were lightly furrowed, so he asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Baoyu smiled, "Maybe the weather is a bit hot, and it's stuffy in this pavilion."

Shui Rong looked at Baoyu's reddish cheeks, thought for a moment, then stood up and said in a loud voice: "Today, all the virtuous people have arrived, and there is a water pavilion here, although it is not comparable to the Orchid Pavilion gathering in those years, it can also be used as a cup of water. "

King Beijing Jing spoke in person, and everyone naturally cheered and said a lot of good things.

Accompanied by two great scholars, Shui Rong led the way.It's not that he doesn't want Baoyu to be by his side, it's that he can't bear the way other people look at Baoyu.

Baoyu followed the crowd and went to the water pavilion that King Beijing said.

Baoyu sighed. He felt that the pavilion was noisy and wanted to hide under the excuse of feeling unwell.How could I have expected that Shui Rong would play some kind of flowing water?I just hope it won't be too embarrassing by then.

Along the way, the scenery changes a lot.Sometimes the flowers are blooming like a brocade, and sometimes the grass is green, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

The servants of the palace acted quickly, Shui Rong just said that he wanted to play Liucup Qushui.They have already set up a few cases on both sides of the shallow stream.

Melon and fruit snacks and the Four Treasures of the Study are placed on every table.Baoyu looked at it, and it happened to be one person, without affecting each other, and there would be no plagiarism.

King Jing of Beijing sat in the middle of the water pavilion. Although he wanted Baoyu to sit next to him, he didn't want too many people to appreciate Baoyu's demeanor.After thinking for a long time, I finally suppressed the thoughts in my heart and signaled my servants to arrange Baoyu in an unobtrusive place.

Baoyu sat down and felt that this place was indeed a summer resort.In addition to the shallow stream in front, there is a lotus pond not far away.Surrounded by green willows, shaded by flowers and trees, the temperature is five or six degrees lower than just now.

Faintly seeing an ice bucket in the water pavilion, Baoyu thought to himself: It really is worthy of the palace, and the handwriting is extraordinary.

At home, he was doted on by Mrs. Jia, but he only had two buckets of ice a day.The palace is only for banquets, and the people who come are weak scholars with no real power, so they spend such a large amount of capital.Sure enough, people are more popular than people.

Thinking about what was there and what was missing, Baoyu picked up the melons and fruits on the table and ate them.I didn't expect that even these things were chilled, which is really good.

Baoyu was eating happily, not noticing that Shui Rong's gaze was watching him from time to time.

"My lord, can we start?"

Everyone has been sitting for a long time, Shui Rong is patronizing and peeking at Baoyu eating, but completely forgets about the others.

The butler standing behind him saw that his prince was distracted and heard the discussion below getting louder, so he could only remind him.

Shui Rong heard the words and sat up slightly.He said to the butler behind him: "I will order my servants later, and then I will bring two plates of iced melons and fruits to Young Master Jia."

Hearing Shui Rong's deep voice, the butler understood that he didn't want too many people to know.He responded softly, turned and left.

Shui Rong stood up, said a few words with a smile, then waved his hand, indicating to start.

Then I saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy put the wine glass he filled himself with water on the tray, and let the tray slowly float down the water.

A melodious flute sounded, and Baoyu followed the sound, and saw a young man in a blue robe inside the waterside pavilion.

At a time like this, those who can sit in the pavilion should be of extraordinary status.This person can play music in public, so he must have a lot of musical attainments.

Baoyu was about to savor it carefully, but unexpectedly the music stopped suddenly, and the plate of wine happened to flow in front of a white-clothed scholar not far from the waterside pavilion.

A servant brought the wine to the white-clothed scholar, and another servant handed him a note. The scholar drank the wine, looked at the note, pondered for a moment, and then recited a poem with a smile.

Baoyu is far away, so he can't hear very clearly.But the scholar looks proud, his poems should be pretty good.

The second glass of wine was filled, and the tray continued to flow down.

When the flute sounded, Baoyu looked at the tray getting closer, and said silently in his heart: Don't stop, don't stop.

It's a pity that I'm afraid of something.Baoyu sat in a very remote position, and the water flow in front of him was not smooth.The tray stayed in front of him for a long time, and did not move until the sound of the flute stopped.

Baoyu smiled wryly. He was really afraid of something.

A handsome young man brought the wine glass to Baoyu, and another young man came from the side of the water pavilion and handed Baoyu a note with the word "Sparrow" written on it.

Baoyu was taken aback. He originally thought that the theme of enjoying the scenery in summer could be flowers, but who knew that such a strange theme of sparrows came up?

Looking up at Shuixie, he saw Shui Rong showing a smirk on his face, obviously wanting to see his jokes.

In fact, Baoyu was wronged and dissolved in water.Thanks to the big mouths in Jia's mansion, the poems about Baoyu have been widely spread.

Shui Rong has long heard that Baoyu is quick-witted, and today's move is to help him make a name for himself.

Ordinary wind, flowers, snow, January, and January are badly written. In order to highlight Baoyu's poetic talent, Shui Rong decided on such a strange topic.

When Baoyu looked at Shui Rong, Shui Rong was thinking about how to make this poem.I just thought about a few words, and couldn't help but smile.

Baoyu looked at people with colored glasses, so he naturally regarded the water-melting smile as a smirk.

Feeling upset, Baoyu couldn't help but play tricks.

He picked up a pen and wrote a few sentences, and then let the boy send it over.

He is not interested in shouting in front of so many people, and there is no microphone, so the voice is loud, so he can't be hoarse?

The servant handed the poem written by Baoyu to Shui Rong, and Shui Rong took it and looked at it: nest after nest, nest after nest, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

What kind of poem is this?

Water soluble for a moment.

How could Baoyu write such vulgar sentences?If this spread, Baoyu's reputation would be ruined.

Baoyu's practice of yin and yang has achieved initial results, even though she is far away from Shui Rong, she can clearly see his ugly expression.He scolded fiercely in his heart: If you tell me to embarrass me, who else will you be angry with?

Shui Rong is really speechless at the moment, is it possible that he really wants to read Baoyu's poem today?

Shui Rong didn't speak for a long time, which made the gratitude beside him a little strange.

Xie Xie is Aunt Shui Rong's son, he can be regarded as Shui Rong's cousin.Out of curiosity, he moved to Shui Rong's side, and then, thanking him, he looked up to the sky and laughed.

"Master Xie, what are you laughing at?" The people below were already curious about the meaning behind Shui Rong's delay in reciting poems.Now seeing Xie Yixiao leaning back and forth, he couldn't help asking.

Xie Xi couldn't stop laughing, and Shui Rong couldn't help but glared at him hard.

Obviously he wanted to hide this poem, but now that it's all over, he can't hide it anymore.

Sighing, Shui Rong handed over the poem in his hand to Xie Xie, he really couldn't bear to read it out in public.But the matter has come to this point, it is useless to cover up, I only hope that Baoyu, the next poem, can bring him some surprises.

Shui Rong has already decided that the cup will flow to Baoyu's side after a while, and he must come up with the simplest question.

With everyone looking forward to it, Xie Xi finally stopped laughing.

He cleared his throat and said, "This time the topic is sparrows. Mr. Jia did it this way: one nest after another, three, four, five, six, seven, eight."

After reading it, Xie Xie couldn't help laughing again.

The literati below also laughed, laughing and booing: "It's wonderful, it's really wonderful. This is really realistic!"

What's more, he yelled at Baoyu: "Young Master Jia, you can observe sparrows carefully. I didn't know it could have seven or eight nests. Haha..."

"Mr. Jia is different. This is the first time I have heard such a poem."

"Yes, yes."

Shui Rong's expression became very ugly when he heard the discussion below.

Baoyu is his most honored guest, how can he allow these people to insult him?

When Shui Rong couldn't help but lose his temper and gave the order to chase away the guests, Baoyu wrote two lines of poems and handed them to the servants beside him.

The boy is also literate, and when he saw these two sentences, his face immediately turned pale.But I have to send it.Hurrying into the waterside pavilion, skipping the King of Jingjing, he directly handed over the poem to Xie Xie.

Xie Yi didn't stop laughing, took the verse in the boy's hand, laughed and said, "Why? There are more? What kind of fun verse?"

He lowered his head and glanced twice, thanking him for not being able to smile.

I saw that it said: Eat up the emperor's thousand bells, how many phoenixes there are!

Seeing Xie Yi, Shui Rong's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly brought over the last two lines of the poem.Read together:

"One litter after another, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Eat up the emperor's thousand bells, how many phoenixes there are!

Good poetry, really good poetry! "

This time, Shui Rong finally understood why the boy didn't dare to hand the last two sentences to him, it was really, really wicked.

Thanks for being a sparrow unfortunately, I can't laugh or cry.He is really wronged, why is he so curious?

If this poem gets out, the first person who reads it will definitely have a nickname.

Shui Rong snorted coldly: "I don't bother you, thank you, please read this poem in its entirety."

Thank you with a bitter face: "Cousin..."

Shui Rong has long been dissatisfied with his complacent smile just now.Turning a blind eye to his resistance, he still decided to let him read it himself.