Sister Xue of the Red Chamber

Baicao Jun cast lots to limit the rhyme foot residual lotus master five rhymes come out on top

After seeing off Grandma Liu and Tong Ping'er, she wrote a letter to Prince Tengren. Sister Feng thought of the poetry club when she was free.After handing Jia Quan and the eldest sister to the nurse, Sister Feng hurriedly helped Ping'er to Lingbo Pavilion to find someone.

"You guys make it easy for me to find! I'm hiding here again! But does anyone remember our Luanhua Club?" Sister Feng laughed.

Tanchun hurriedly replied: "Which one forgot Luanhua Society! We have already agreed on the regulations, and I will ask you if you want to or not! Listen carefully, if you don't want to, we will break up!" "

Daiyu laughed and said, "Don't scare Lian's second sister-in-law. It's a shame to scare people away without seeing half of the poem!"

"Wow!" Sister Feng jumped, "You all make fun of me!" Then she laughed and said, "In the future, you will be in a hurry!"

"Okay, okay!" Li Wan smoothed things over, "Let me explain the regulations!"

"Originally, I wanted to draw up a topic, and each of us wrote a poem to read. It's just that the eldest princess said that this is the first time Luan Hua Society has written a poem, so there is no need to compete with each other. It just so happens that our aliases are all related to plants, trees and flowers. It’s better to use their respective aliases as the title and write their own.”

Sister Feng praised: "That's the truth! I didn't dare to compare with you, but this is just right!"

Li Wan also said: "Let's take "Peiwen Poetry Rhyme" as the standard. The old owner of Remnant Lotus is the main one, and Baicao Jun is the assistant. There are one hundred and six rhymes in the upper level tone, lower level tone, upper tone, Qu tone, and Ru tone. Take the first character of each rhyme, write it on paper, knead it into one hundred and six dumplings, cast lots for each person, and hand it over to the old owner of the remnant lotus. The old owner of the remnant lotus will sit in another room again To know which rhyme is which, she flips through the rhyme book and picks out four words for each rhyme, which are the rhymes."

Sister Feng praised again: "The rhyme chosen by Daiyu can't be better!"

Ping'er took Daiyu to Ting Yuyuan to wait, Lingboting Xueyan was leading a group of little maids to help write the lottery.

Baoxuan, Sanchun and others are fine, how can those little girls know how to read!It's just drawing according to the book, you snatched my book for a while, and she smashed my calligraphy for a while, how lively!Fortunately, as long as you draw seven paper balls, you can guess what is more or less.

"But you want to catch one for Sister Lin first?" Yingchun asked Xueyan to find a big vat, one hundred and six paper balls were all placed in the vat.

Baoxuan laughed and said, "Daiyu is careful, if she is the first one to choose, she will be able to guess it. If she is asked to think about her own first, then what's the fun in it!"

Wang Xifeng said cheerfully: "That's right! Sister Zuo Lin is not here, so we might as well choose one to see, whoever is chosen will belong to him, and no one is allowed to grab it!"

Yingchun took out a paper dumpling, opened it and saw that it was written in the word "wen", and said, "Shangping Twelve Wen, anyone want it?"

Sister Feng said: "Who is willing to write about it!"

Yingchun looked around and saw that they really didn't want it, so she said, "Then it's mine!" Then he handed the note to Xueyan and sent it to Daiyu.

Then she picked up the word "哿", and when Sister Feng didn't recognize it, she was the first to lose her voice.

It was Li Wan who got up and said, "The upper voice is twenty, I'll write this."

The third one picks up a "horse" and says 21 horses, Bao Xuan is going.

Sister Feng couldn't sit still anymore, so she went up to pick one up with her own hand, but it was the word "cunning". As she was about to throw it back, Xichun said, "The sound is so clever, so I wrote this for Lian's second sister-in-law. Just a little, I want a Bazi rhyme, please be kind!"

Everyone shouldn't.

Yingchun picked up another one, opened it and handed it to Sister Feng: "This is yours, there is nothing more appropriate!"

Tanchun leaned over to take a look, and saw the word "kiss" written on it. "Twelve kisses in the upper voice. Although this rhyme only has the characters of kiss, meter, Yun, anger, concealment, sincerity, closeness, and anger, it is easy to write."

Wang Xifeng hurriedly handed the paper dumpling to Xueyan: "Hurry up and send it to your girl!"

Since Sister Feng moved her hand by herself, Tanchun also randomly picked one by herself, and there was a word "Yu" in it. "Qusheng, Liuyu, this is me."

After all the calculations, only Daiyu was missing.

Bao Xuan thought about it, and said with a smile: "How about 13 yuan for Shangping? Let's add a word basin for her. There are no lotus flowers in the basin. Let's see how she writes it."

Everyone praised it, and then there was a panic, they found the paper dumpling with "13 yuan" written on it, and sent it to Daiyu.

Daiyu got the post, but finished writing it in just half a cup of tea.

Daiyu sat down, sorted out the seven pieces of paper in front of her, and was about to speak when Yingchun suddenly asked, "I wonder if there is Meng Tianxiang in Sister Lin's house?"

Daiyu said: "Of course there are, could it be..."

"These seven steps into poetry are naturally talented. If we can't learn it, it will inevitably be a bit cruel. It's better to have a sweet dream for each person. Burning incense is limited. If the incense is not completed, you will be punished."

Daiyu hurriedly asked someone to fetch incense.Flipping through the question paper again, he picked out one.

"Shangping, twelve characters."

Yingchun said, "It's me."

Daiyu handed over the paper, on which were written four rhymes: Wen, Fen, Jun, and Xin.

When the snow geese brought the incense, Yingchun had already made up her mind, and started writing as soon as the incense was lit.Everyone went to see, only to see:

Chanting Baicao, only hearing about Fen Junxin —— Baicao Lord

The north wind blows the ground and the white grass folds, and once the spring is warm, you will be happy again.

I have never been afraid of the snow, and I will be burned when I look back.

Miserable as yesterday, Huajian Tianli re-formed an army.

There is true meaning in this awe-inspiring, telling the original king of the poem and book.

Everyone said hello, and said that it would be too much time for Yingchun.

Yingchun smiled and said, "I didn't know I was the first one! It's just a coincidence. Hurry up and call the next one!"

Daiyu picked out the second one, "Qingsheng, Liuyu."

Tanchun said, "It's me." After reading the rhyme, it is place, go, sparse, and language, and it is called Dianxiang.

Tanchun thought about it for a while, then started to write, finished it in one go, read it several times, changed a few words, and then stopped.Going forward to look, I saw:

Chanting Basho, Going to Scattered Words——Xinke under Banana

Its posture is tall and comfortable, and it hangs shade, and its quality is not wood but sparse.

The broad leaves shade the sun and the wind comes, and it is a cool and sound place to sleep in summer.

When I woke up, the banana leaves were still covered by the deer, and I carried them away with a long whistle.

As soon as the drizzle drizzled to pieces, whispers were heard under the banana leaves.

Daiyu laughed and said, "This is another new customer under banana leaves and a deer covered with banana leaves. Be careful with your preserved deer!"

Tanchun said: "I'm still eager to read your masterpiece!"

The third piece of Daiyu has already been selected, "Enter the sound, eight crafty."

Xichun stepped forward: "It's mine. Can you give me the horoscope rhyme I want?"

Daiyu smiled and said, "Who am I to be so picky? Don't worry, it's for you."

Xichun took it over happily, seeing that it was eight, inspecting, killing, and judging, she couldn't help but sigh.Fortunately, I have already got two sentences.After thinking about it for a long time, I hurriedly wrote it.Waiting to see, it is:

Chanting Mu Suzizi, limited to eight inspections and killing jurisdictions——Muzizi, Xichun,

In ancient times, there were gods and witches who impeached all ghosts and killed them with sticks using wood as a weapon.

Grinding the skin to get the foam is like acacia, and it can also make people look.

People are not plants and trees have their own feelings, so what can we do with joy, anger, sorrow and joy!

If you want to eliminate afflictions and obstacles and report obstacles, you will suffer from one hundred and eight children in the tree.

"It's an advantage for you!" Tanchun said with a smile.

After reading it, Daiyu took out another one, "Shang Sheng, 21 horses."

"Mine." Bao Xuan said, "I'm not good at poetry, so I'm not allowed to light incense."

Sister Feng hurriedly said, "Then I won't order either."

Bao Xuan laughed, "I'm slowly thinking, if you can't wait, Daiyu, you can order the next one first."

Everyone can wait.

Baoxuan thought hard for a long time, then took a pen and wrote it down, calculating the time was as sweet as a stick of dream, everyone laughed at her for being too self-effacing.Look at the poem again, but see:

Chanting Manjusri Orchid, Restricting the Wild Yaxie House——Little friend Manjusri

The heart that sees pities the poison of forgetting, and the delicate flowers are soft and difficult to live in the wild.

Although the flowers are slender and the leaves are luxuriant, the house is full of fragrance and elegance.

It's a pity that the flower stem is stronger than the leaves, and the Buddha flame on the top is pouring from it.

Knowing that the inside is not what it looks like, why bother to speak bitterly?

Then the one chosen was Shang Sheng, at twenty, it was Li Wan.

Li Wan saw that the rhymes were me, lotus, falling, and ge, so he was not in a hurry, and slowly finished the ink. Seeing that the incense was about to burn out, he picked up the pen and wrote it without any deletions.Everyone hurriedly gathered around to look, only to see:

Chanting Rice Flowers, Limit My Lotus to Drop One - Daoxiang Old Farmer

Hundreds of small flowers are drawn from one ear, and one flower is formed into a grain.

If you want to grasp the flower branches and smell the fragrance of flowers, you are afraid that the flowers will be destroyed by harsh hands.

The old farmer who serves flowers is actually fruit, and people are chasing profits so don't laugh at me.

In the fragrance of rice flowers, it is said that there is a good year, and it is difficult to press the branches in autumn.

Everyone praises the meaning.

Daiyu looked at the remaining two questions in front of her, hesitated for a while, and picked up one: "Shang Sheng, Twelve Kiss."

Sister Feng breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm so anxious, I was worried that I would be the last one. I can't do this last thing!"

Daiyu laughed and said, "Kiss, Mifen, Yun, Anger, you should think about it carefully!"

For a while, all the people gathered around Sister Feng, either to help out with ideas, or to recite a few lines of Tang poems, which was quite lively.

Sister Feng didn't care about the sweetness of the dream, she chatted and laughed, and occasionally took up a pen to write down a sentence or a half sentence. After she finished writing, Xue Yan said, "Second Grandma Lian is really talented! It took three sticks of incense!"

Sister Feng said angrily: "Don't look at that. Let's look at my poems!" I saw that his poems wrote:

Chanting the pomegranate flower, limit kissing the rice share to accumulate anger——Pomegranate Man

It's not like pear blossoms competing with snow white, nor is it peach blossoms.

The red clouds covering the sun are not absolutely gorgeous, and the fire is burning on the mountain, which is even more indignant.

The red plum Aoxue is very fragrant, and this flower is tasteless and has accumulation inside.

Once there are thousands of fruits, the remaining flowers are pitiful and kissed with a smile.

Daiyu looked at the last one in front of her eyes, and sighed: "I like this rhyme the most, so I saved it for the last. Who knows it's really my own, so I'm afraid to write it!"

Seeing the four rhymes of soul, door, mark, and faint, Baoxuan smiled and said, "So I dare not write? We added another rhyme for you, which is the word 'pot'."

Daiyu said, "Forget it, wait for me to write."

Chanting the lotus flower, the soul-limiting door mark fainting pot - the former owner of the remnant lotus, Daiyu,

The humming of silkworms makes people dizzy, and the scorching sun shines through the heavy door.

It's still shameful to hide it halfway, stubborn and never enters the jade basin.

When the rain hits the remaining lotus leaves, they will become greener, and the water will not leave a trace when the dragonfly touches it.

Digging fresh lotus root in the deep mud, the nine holes in the heart are like the soul of a lotus.

Everyone was amazed.Then, Daiyu was elected as today's leader.

Bao Xuan said: "This time you are in charge, since you have won the leader, you will still be the president of the next game. You can be careful, we all hope that you will start the second game as soon as possible!"

The author has something to say: the original work is about Bai Haitang, limited door basin, soul mark fainted

It's really not possible, so there are only multiple rhymes of Daiyu

Let's make do with it

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