[Red House] The Twins of Purple Pearls

Xue Luo's father, General Xue Ying, passed away, and he was posthumously granted the title of Taishi, and attached to the Taimiao for enshrining.

An extremely human minister, mourning after his death; General Xue passed away when he was favored by the emperor, but he was liquidated before the new emperor succeeded, and the glory of the Xue family was preserved.

Xue Luo has changed into plain clothes and returned to Beijing for the funeral.

I heard that Mrs. Jiang wanted to marry Xue Luo to her uncle's nephew, but now that Xue Luo's father had been dead for three years, she delayed again.

The girls don't know much about the outside world in the school, and the usual correspondence with their families is just to say hello to each other.

Mrs. Yang stayed in the South Courtyard for a few days before being taken back by the Cheng family. Although Mrs. Jiang promised to help Mrs. Yang out of the predicament, she couldn't do anything more.

Letters sent to Yang's family fell like stones and seas, and there was no news; after all, Mrs. Yang and Mrs. Yang had died long ago, and the collateral uncles had no contact with Mrs. Yang, so they might not be willing to stand up for Mrs. Yang.

Not long after, the news of Yang's death came out. At this time, Yang's family members came to the door to make trouble in the name of seeking justice for Yang, saying that Cheng Xing had murdered his wife for climbing Gaozhi, and asked for an autopsy.In the court, there was also a censor who participated in the Anyang magistrate Cheng Xing's internal morality. How could such a person with no morals be an official of one parent and asked the emperor to investigate strictly.

Hearing this, Mrs. Jiang felt very guilty, and blamed herself for not being able to save Mrs. Yang after all.

Hearing what happened to Mrs. Yang, it had a great impact on the girls; Yu Ming was a cold-tempered person, so he couldn't help being a little moved, saying that Mr. Cheng was really nothing.

Daiyu was very annoyed: "Such a villain is really a gentle scum."

Liu Ning'an secretly rubbed her hands and muttered something silently, before Jiang Shi slapped her heavily on the back: "You might as well go to worship the Buddha, and pray that you don't meet such a person in the future, you will be lucky."

"It's also Lady Yang who is too cowardly; if I were her, even if I fight to the death, I won't make it easy for that family." Liu Ning'an snorted coldly.

Li Shu smiled but said, "You are the daughter of the Duke's Mansion, who would dare to bully you!"

Liu Ning'an sighed hard, looking dejected.

When Mrs. Jiang came in, she saw them talking together. She walked to the back of the case and sat down, and the girls quickly sat down.

"You have been here with me for more than a year, and now it is almost the end of the new year, so I will teach you some last things." Mrs. Jiang looked at them quietly, her eyes were deep, and she spoke to them after a long time.

Mama Wan came in with a box in her hand, and Mrs. Jiang continued, "The titles for this poem are put in the box. After a while, you all come forward to look at the titles one by one, and then spend a stick of incense writing the poems. give it to me."

They stepped forward one by one to take out the questions, while Mrs. Jiang just sat aside.

What is written on the paper is the name of the Cipai, and the voice is slow.

Seeing Mama Wan lighting the incense, Daiyu who was sitting next to her had already picked up a pen and started to write, Yanyu was also thinking about it.

It's just that Mrs. Jiang said just now that she will teach them some things at the end, and then let them fill in the lyrics. What does it matter?Lifting her head and quietly seeing the serious expression of Mrs. Jiang sitting upright, Yanyu became more and more suspicious of fraud.

Closing her eyes and thinking carefully, Yanyu struggled to write.

The moon willow in Chang'an, the palace flute in Yuque, the frightened crow crying at night in cold autumn.It is also heard that the Double Ninth Festival is rising, and the bell tower is sunset.Desolate smoke filled the mountains and deserts, over-heavy buildings, moonset willows.Seeing Hanyuan, sending thousands of miles of letters at night, and shining on the hometown of the moon.

The snow dyes Qionglou as the scenery, and the lower hall of Que, who is absolutely sad.In the old days, Chang'an was full of grass, and duckweed was scattered and gathered.The old man is far away, the sword is out of the sheath, and the guest is far away from the rivers and lakes.Reminiscing old wine, history records the events of the previous dynasty, every year for a long time.

It was so far-fetched that it was barely completed.

When it was time for a stick of incense, Mother Wan came over and collected the words they wrote for Mrs. Jiang to read.

Mrs. Jiang looked closely, but frowned slightly, showing obvious dissatisfaction.

After a while, Mama Wan read the rankings.

Daiyu was the most outstanding, followed by Liu Ning'an, Li Wen was third, Yanyu was fourth, Li Shu was fifth, Li Qi was sixth, and Jiang Shi was last.

"Shi'er, do you know the reason?" Mrs. Jiang asked Jiang Shi.

"I am indeed not as good as you sisters." Jiang Shi said sincerely.

Lady Jiang shook her head, and asked Mama Wan to pick out Jiang Shi's works and show them to everyone.

The girls were amazed that the name of Jiang Shi's ci brand was not "Slow Voice" but "Qing Ping Le".

"The title I gave was "Slow Voice", why did you fill in "Qing Ping Le"?" Mrs. Jiang asked.

Jiang Shi was shocked: "Auntie, the title I saw was indeed "Qing Ping Le"." She didn't understand why the title she saw was different from other people's.

Mrs. Jiang asked Mama Wan to take out the topic from the box, and then explained to them: "This is the last truth I taught you. The topic I wrote was "Slow Voice", but there was still a piece of paper in the box. The title of Zhang "Qing Ping Le"; if you fill in the words of "Qing Ping Le", it will be rated as the last class directly to show the difference. This is to tell you that you must be guarded against others, and you must not trust others, even me. "This world is dangerous, and anyone may use you as pawns. If you make a mistake, you may be lost forever. You are still young, and you don't know the dangers of this world; but you must firmly remember these words, Otherwise, you will definitely suffer a big loss in the future.”

Jiang Shi lowered her head and listened, and the other girls also listened carefully to Mrs. Jiang's words, feeling anxious and uneasy.

"Shi'er, don't blame my aunt." Mrs. Jiang's tone was a little gentler, and she also said to them, "I did this to let you always remember, be careful in everything."

"I understand my aunt's good intentions." Jiang Shi responded.

Several girls also said: "Thank you for your teaching, sir."

Mrs. Jiang nodded: "You are also tired, so go back and rest first." After a pause, she called Yanyu again, "Yanyu, you stay here, I have something to ask you."

Yanyu was taken aback for a moment, then sat down as before and said: "Yes."

Only Mrs. Jiang and Yanyu were left in the room. Mrs. Jiang motioned for Yanyu to sit down in front of her, then took out the poem that Yanyu had just filled out and placed it on the table: "Actually, your poem is not bad. , I have made great progress compared to before, and I think it has been a lot of hard work."

"Thank you for your compliment, sir." Yanyu said modestly.

"It's just that I still have one thing I don't understand." Mrs. Jiang looked at her with a gentle smile and said, "The words in this word are about the image of war. How can you, a boudoir girl, have such general words? Since ancient times, It is only a good word to chant about affection, otherwise it is nothing but empty talk."

Yanyu thought deeply, and then explained: "Mr. Rong, I don't have much experience, and I don't know the importance of many things. Because my younger sister likes to read books, I also read one or two together with my younger sister. I feel something every day. A long-lived dream. I once dreamed of the scene in the book and painting, a group of gold and iron horses, farewell to others, and I was moved."

Mrs. Jiang looked at her quietly, nodded after a long time, and just taught: "This is also your good fortune."

Looking at the poems on the paper ponderingly, Mrs. Jiang asked Yanyu to go back first.

Yanyu came out from the house, Daiyu was still waiting for her on the porch, she stepped forward when she saw her coming out: "Sister, are you alright?"

"Mister is just giving me some pointers." Meeting her younger sister's worried eyes, Yanyu couldn't help but chuckled, "Mister won't blame me."

Daiyu led Yanyu down the corridor towards the wing room, and said to her, "I was really surprised by Mr.'s speech today. I thought it was just poetry and lyrics, but I never thought it would be so particular."

Yanyu couldn't help chuckling: "Mr. is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, so what she said must be reasonable. We will keep it in mind so that we will not be in vain of Mr.'s painstaking efforts."

Daiyu nodded seriously, and said that she would definitely write it down.

"My sister's words are also very beautiful. There are paintings in the words and words in the paintings. If my sister writes poems and paintings, she will become a talent." Daiyu laughed again.

"What kind of painting?" Yanyu asked.

"The vast sea is surrounded by hundreds of feet of ice, and the gloomy clouds are gloomy." Daiyu said after contemplating for a long time.

Yanyu nodded with a smile: "It is indeed the scene of gold and iron horses, Yuguan and Beimo."

But Daiyu shook her head, her tone was very puzzled: "But why is it Chang'an Palace? I don't quite understand."

Speaking of this, Yanyu touched her nose with a guilty conscience: "Chang'an, the capital of the emperor and the king, all orders from the world are around it. The order to send out troops is naturally indicated by the emperor's order; the urgent military report thousands of miles away is always in Chang'an Strategizing." In fact, she was trying to evade these words in a hurry. She was really obsessed with ghosts, so she wrote this poem. If people knew the deep meaning, it would cause trouble; Mrs. Jiang told them again and again that they must Be cautious in your words and deeds, and never make a mistake, especially if it involves royal secrets.

An intelligent person like Mrs. Jiang, who was once a female teacher in the palace, may have seen some clues.

Daiyu was fooled by her and believed it was true: "Sister said so too."

"It's just that we are a daughter's house who doesn't go out after all, and we don't know much about the outside world. If we make a mistake, it will make people laugh." Yanyu twisted the silk handkerchief and covered her lips lightly, talking to her sister with a bit of preaching Speaking of, "What the teacher taught us is also the same."

"Sister is right." Daiyu raised her head and smiled, she believed in her sister's words.

Back in the courtyard, the maid beside Yu Ming came over and said that the fifth girl was leaning on sweet potatoes in the house, and called the two girls to eat together, and it was also warm.

In the past, I saw Jiang Shi, Liu Ning'an, and the Li family sisters were all there, except in the school, it was rare to sit together so neatly.

Liu Ning'an was still sitting on the kang with a book in his hand, reading. When he saw them coming in, he happily pulled Daiyu over, saying that her poems were well written, and he wanted to ask her for advice.Yanyu went over to the fire with Yu Ming and the others, Li Wen wrapped a piece of sweet potato in a handkerchief and handed it to Yanyu, and said with a smile: "Sister Ming sent it from home, this sweet potato is very sweet, sister Yan taste it. "

Yanyu smiled and thanked: "Sister Wen still loves me."

Yu Ming knocked on her forehead pretendingly, and said with a smile, "Why don't I love you anymore? You are the only one in my heart, sister Wen."

"Sister Ming loves me too!" Yanyu still said with a smile.

The sweet potatoes roasted on the rack gave off a tempting aroma, Yu Ming turned his head and called Daiyu and Liu Ning'an: "Come and eat quickly, too! Usually, when you are reading, this sweet potato won't taste good if it's cold gone."

Daiyu and Liu Ning'an came over slowly, and the maid peeled sweet potatoes for them, which were also sweet and delicious.

After eating sweet potatoes, the sisters talked for a while, and felt warm, and then went away.