[Red Mansions] Lord Hou's daily routine

Jiang Yuhan's voice is indeed very good, and a poem accompanied by a pipa ditty can be lingering/mellow and melodious.

After he finished reading his poem, no one spoke for a long while, and everyone seemed to be slurping the beautiful meaning in the poem, until the end of the song, everyone came back to their senses.

Feng Ziying clapped her hands first and laughed loudly: "Well written! It's really wonderful!"

Feng Ziying said that he likes the first sentence the most, saying that "the ice is crushed to make the earth and the jade is made into a basin" is the best, and he exclaimed, "This sentence is so strange, I don't know how I came up with it!"

Jiang Yuhan likes the phrase "Three points of the pistils are stolen, and a wisp of the soul of the plum blossoms is borrowed".Jiang Yuhan said: "In ancient times, there was a good saying that the plum hair is three points inferior to the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum. Later, there were such wonderful words as 'lightly contains three parts of cardamom, and slightly leaks a ray of fragrance from the lotus'. The essence of the predecessors' good sentences is wonderful."

Liu Xianglian liked the first two sentences, saying that those were the good ones for the topic.

Jia Baoyu just likes to see them judge and appraise like this, and he happily joins in for a while, but he likes the whole poem, so he doesn't have a favorite line. Gradually warm up.

Lin Jian was sitting next to Feng Ziying, and Feng Ziying kept an eye out for it. Seeing that Lin Jian only drank and didn't participate in the discussion, he smiled and asked him, "What's the matter, Xiao Jian thinks this poem is not good enough to catch your eye?"

"No, the poem is very well written."

Lin Jian smiled faintly, "This poem has a peculiar connotation and a unique style. It looks like it was written by a woman. I don't think it was written by the second son, right?"

What Jiang Yuhan and Liu Xianglian said are all right. The ability of the poet to transform his ideas into allusions is really amazing. After listening to the whole poem, Lin Jian was also full of admiration, but after thinking about it carefully, From this poem, he also tasted a little sorrow of parting and light resentment, but no matter how he looked at it, he felt that Jia Baoyu didn't seem like a person with such talent and light resentment.

Feng Ziying laughed loudly when she heard the words: "What you said is true, Baoyu did not do it!"

He pointed at Jia Baoyu with his finger, and said with a smile, "This was made by a talented woman in their house!"

Speaking of the word "talented woman", both Liu Xianglian and Jiang Yuhan laughed, and both looked at Jia Baoyu, who laughed.

Jia Baoyu has always wanted to find an opportunity to get close to Lin Jian, but Lin Jian only drank and talked to Feng Ziying, so he was too indifferent to him. Seeing Jian's interest, Jia Baoyu hurried over.

"Your Majesty doesn't know, there is a Begonia Poetry Society in our house. This poem came from the first party after forming the society. My sister-in-law appreciates that other people's poems are better than others, but I think sister Lin's This poem is the best, and it should be ranked first. It’s a pity that I didn’t fight it, and I feel unwilling, so I copied it out for everyone to see.”

Jia Baoyu originally didn't want to reveal the identity of the poet, but he slipped his mouth in a moment of excitement, and directly brought out the words "Sister Lin".But after being stunned for a moment, Jia Baoyu didn't panic about slipping the tongue. Anyway, it wasn't the first time he had done this. Feng Ziying and the others knew this well, so it was fine even if they slipped up.

Feng Ziying and the other three were obviously used to this, and they just smiled when Jia Baoyu slipped his mouth, and covered it up by drinking and eating as if they didn't hear it.

But these words caused waves in Lin Jian's heart.

He didn't know when to restrain the faint smile on his lips, drank the remaining wine in the glass in one breath, and then put the wine cup on the table, the soft sound of the wine cup falling on the table immediately overwhelmed the sound of the pipa.

There was a slight coldness in Lin Jian's eyes: "Second Young Master, Miss Lin has not yet left the court, so it is inappropriate for you to pass on her poems written in her boudoir?"

He listened to the four people's words and watched the four people's reactions. He knew that this was not the first time Jia Baoyu had done this.Before he knew it, Jia Baoyu had done this kind of thing countless times.

Lin Jian really didn't know whether Jia Baoyu was stupid or bad, didn't he know that his actions would damage Lin Daiyu's reputation?If Lin Daiyu's poems are spread, what kind of impact will it have on her, doesn't Jia Baoyu know?

Jia Baoyu didn't care about Lin Jian's words at all. He smiled and said, "Your Majesty is worrying too much. How could I not know that this matter has a lot to do with it? Brother Feng Shi and the chess officials are all of us. I cherish Sister Lin's talent. Grand View Garden Many of the sisters are very talented, and their talents are far better than mine. I don’t want to see their talents buried in my boudoir, so I just occasionally copy a few poems and write a few folding fans for my own character appreciation.”

Jia Baoyu didn't think he was wrong, and repeatedly stated that he had a sense of proportion in his heart, and he never did anything more outrageous.

Lin Jian was silent for a moment, then got up, and said coldly, "I've had my best time, it's time to go back home. You can do whatever you want." If he didn't leave, he was really afraid that he couldn't bear his temper and beat Jia Baoyu on the ground. .

But—it's nothing to beat Jia Baoyu, if the matter becomes a big deal and Lin Daiyu's reputation is damaged, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Lin Jian gave Jia Baoyu a cold look, then turned around and left the private room, his actions were so neat, the rest of the people looked at each other in amazement.

Feng Ziying hurriedly said: "He has this temper, Baoyu, don't worry about it. I'll go see him off, you eat first, I'll come back later and we can continue."

Feng Ziying chased him out, and finally stopped Lin Jian in front of the restaurant.

"Xiaojian, Baoyu is younger than you. He grew up in a honey pot. He has never experienced any worldly situations. Although he does things in an eclectic manner, his heart is not bad. Please forgive me."

Lin Jian looked at Feng Ziying with a half-smile: "Brother Ziying, I'm not related to him, and we're not close friends, so why forgive him?"

His words were so blunt that Feng Ziying was speechless.

Feng Ziying sighed, and the words were not speculative, so he simply put the words aside and saw that there were no people around, so he said in a low voice: "Xiao Jian, I also know about the affairs in southern Anhui, according to the rules I shouldn't Talk too much. But for the sake of our friendship in the past, let me say one more thing. Bai Yi can't handle the matter in southern Anhui, and you can't even do it. Don't stand up for him. You will be a scapegoat when the time comes, and he will protect himself Even if I can’t, let alone save you.”

"Xiaojian, listen to my advice. With your background, you don't have to be a former general under Bai Yi. Sooner or later, southern Anhui will change. You should take advantage of this time to be active and transfer to the capital as soon as possible. With your military achievements, even if What's wrong with coming back to be a general soldier? Why bother to suffer in southern Anhui?"

Lin Jian took a deep look at him, and bowed his hands in salute: "Thank you, brother Ziying, for your reminder."

Feng Ziying sighed, didn't say anything more, patted Lin Jian on the shoulder, and watched Lin Jian leave.

Under the night, Feng Ziying's expression was hidden in the darkness, and it was hard to tell what his expression was.

The mischievous young man back then is back again. After three years in the Anhui Southern Army, he has been polished into a frivolous, sharp and sharp sword. But in this city where the forces are mixed, how can this sword want to stir up the situation? So easy?

Feng Ziying thought quietly, Xiaojian, you'd better not get involved.I hope that in the future, you and I will not be opposites.

The night was dark, but the summer heat was still there. Lin Jian came here on horseback. Although he was not drunk when he returned, he thought that he smelled of alcohol and was lazy to ride a horse again. Seeing that this place is not very far from the General's Mansion, he walked He went back in less than half an hour, and led the horse to Jiangjun Street leisurely.

——His father should have rested at this time, and he didn't want to go back to the West Garden smelling of alcohol to disturb Lin Hong and Qiao Shi, thinking that he would have something to do tomorrow, and it would be the same to stay in the General's Mansion for one night.

Not long after entering Jiangjun Street, from Lin Jian's angle, he could see the lintel of the General's Mansion, but at this moment, the black horse that had been obediently following Lin Jian suddenly snorted, stopped and used the The clear eyes that were quite human looked at Lin Jian.

Lin Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, feeling alert, is there an enemy attack?

Before Lin Jian had time to think about it, a strong wind rushed from behind him. As expected, he let go of the rein in his hand, followed his strength to dodge the sneak attack, and then fought with the comer.

The person who came was dressed in black, with a black robe and a hood on his head, so it was impossible to see his face and figure clearly.The man in black didn't know what he wanted. After handing over his hand, this man didn't take Lin Jian's life. Instead, he seemed to be playing with Lin Jian. He frequently grabbed Lin Jian's waist. Feng was very interested.

"Your Highness Nine, if we continue to fight like this, we should call in night patrols from five cities. You dress like this, you probably don't want people to find out that you sneaked out of the mansion to see me, right?"

When Lin Jian called out /identity, the man in black really stopped, and a laughing voice from under the hood asked Lin Jian, "How do you know it's me?"

Lin Jian smiled and pointed to the dark horse that was pacing leisurely beside him: "My horse can recognize your breath. If someone really attacked me secretly, it wouldn't be so calm."

"Besides, I have fought with His Highness since I was a child, and I am very familiar with His Highness's moves."

Lin Jian recognized the identity of the man in black immediately after hand-to-hand, but he saw that the Ninth Prince was in such a good mood, so he didn't reveal the identity of the Ninth Prince, and played with the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince smiled softly, and while Lin Jian was talking, he grabbed Lin Jian's waist again, but was blocked without any suspense.

"Just tried it, Xiao Jian, your martial arts skills have improved again. Your girdle is your newly made soft sword, right? Your silver spear is inconvenient to face the enemy at close quarters, but this soft sword seems to be pretty good. Show me. "

Lin Jian said with a smile: "Your Highness can watch it if you want, but you can't watch it on the street. Let's go back to the house first. After I go back, I will untie it and show it to Your Highness."

Facing Xiao Yu, the Ninth Prince who grew up with him since he was a child, Lin Jian put away his aloof and aloof demeanor of rejecting others thousands of miles away. He asked Xiao Yu to go back to the General's Mansion with him, and he still had the heart to tease him a little bit, "His Royal Highness came to look for me late at night in disguise, didn't he just come to see my new soft sword?"

Xiao Yu under the hood suppressed his smile, and said in a low voice, "Of course not. I have something important to tell you. It's about your return to Beijing this time."