Chapter 118: Feeling Desolate 3
Xiangyun clapped his hands and praised: "It's really good! Otherwise, it can't be right. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info a good 'funeral flower soul'! Because he sighed again: "The poem is novel, but it is too depressed." You are sick now, and you should not make such a strange and treacherous statement. ”
Daiyu smiled: "How can I overwhelm you if I don't do this." The next sentence hasn't been obtained yet, just for the employment in this sentence. ”
Before he could say a word, he saw a person turn out from behind the mountains and rocks outside the fence, and said with a smile: "Good poetry, good poetry, it's really too sad." There is no need to go down, if you only go like this at the bottom, you won't show these two sentences, but I think it's far-fetched. ”
The two of them were unprepared and bluffed. When you look closely, it's none other than Miaoyu.
That Miaoyu was originally a native of Suzhou, and her ancestors were also the home of scholars and eunuchs. Because he was sick since he was a child, he bought a lot of stand-ins and were useless, and in the end he personally entered the empty door and became a monk in the Xuan Tomb Panxiang Temple, so he took the practice. Jiafu built the Grand View Garden, and Mrs. Wang asked someone to write a letter of worship and put it in the Lucui Nunnery of the Grand View Garden.
Although Miaoyu has an arrogant personality, she has a good relationship with Daiyu and Baoyu. It's just that now that I've grown up, my mind has matured a lot. Recently, I also heard about welcoming and cherishing spring, so I couldn't sleep, so I saw that no one was walking alone in the garden late at night, and I didn't want to meet Daiyu and Xiangyun.
Miaoyu smiled: "I walked here with my feet, and suddenly heard your two couplets, and I felt even more elegant and abnormal, so I listened to it." It's just that I just heard a few sentences in this song, although they are good, but they are too decadent and sad. This is also about the number of people's spirit, so I came out to stop. Now the old lady has already dispersed, and the people in the garden are already asleep, and you two girls don't know where to look for you. You're not afraid of the cold? Come with me, and come to me for a cup of tea, for I am afraid that it will be dawn. ”
Daiyu smiled: "Who knows that this is the time." ”
The three of them then came to the hermitage together. I saw that the flame of the shrine was still green, and the incense of the furnace was not embered. Several old mothers also slept, and only the little maid was napping on the futon.
Miaoyu called him up and went to make tea.
Suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the door, and when the little maid hurriedly opened the door to look, it was Zijuan Cuiwi and a few old grandmothers who came to find his two sisters. When they came in and saw that they were eating tea, they all smiled and said, "If we want to find it easily, we have walked all over a garden, and even my aunt and wife have found it." When I arrived at the small pavilion at the bottom of the hillside to look for it, it happened that the people there had woken up from sleep at night. We asked them, and they said that two people were talking under the shed outside the pavilion, and then another one was added, and they heard that everyone was going to the nunnery. That's where it is. ”
Miaoyu was busy with the little maid and led them over there to sit and rest and eat tea. He took out the pen, inkstone, paper and ink, and read the poem of Fang Cai, and then wrote it from the beginning.
Daiyu saw that he was very happy today, so she smiled and said, "I have never seen you so happy." I don't dare to ask for advice abruptly, can this still be taught? If it is unbearable, it burns; If it may be possible, please correct it. ”
Miaoyu smiled: "I don't dare to praise it." It's just that there are twenty-two rhymes. I mean that the two of you have already issued an aphorism, and if it continues, I am afraid that I will not be able to increase it. I want to continue the mink, and I am afraid that I will be defiled. ”
Daiyu had never seen Miaoyu compose poems, but now seeing that he was so happy, he hurriedly said: "Sure enough, although ours is not good, we can bring it well." ”
Miaoyu said: "Now that it is closed, it should be returned to its original appearance." If you just lose the truth and go to search for strange things, one will lose the face of our boudoir, and the other will have nothing to do with the topic. ”
Both of them are extremely good.
Miaoyu then lifted the pen and waved it, and handed it to him: "Don't laugh." As I have to be, Fang turned it around, and although there was a sad sentence ahead, it was not much of a hindrance. ”
When the two took a look, they saw him continue:
The incense seal is sold in the golden tripod, and the fat ice greasy jade basin.
Xiao Zeng's wife wept, and Ji Qian served her warm.
The empty tent hangs Wenfeng, and the idle screen hides the colorful mandarin ducks.
The dew is more slippery, and the frost is heavy and the bamboo is difficult to touch.
It is still lingering in the swamp, and it is still in the plain.
Shi Qi is fighting ghosts, and wood monsters and tigers and wolves are squatting.
The light is transparent, and the light is clear.
Zhenlin thousand trees and birds, crying valley ape.
Forget the path, and the spring knows the source.
Zhong Ming Lucui Temple, chicken singing Daoxiang Village.
There are joys and sorrows, and there is no sorrow.
Fang Qing only sends himself, and who does the elegance say.
Rest and tired, cooking tea is more detailed.
PS: This poem was later written in "Thirty-five Rhymes of the Right Mid-Autumn Festival Night Grand View Garden".
Daiyu Xiangyun and both of them were full of praise and said: "It can be seen that we are willing to seek the near and far every day. There are such poets and immortals here, but they go to talk on paper every day. ”
Miaoyu smiled: "I'll polish it tomorrow." At this time, I think it's almost dawn, and I want to rest and rest. ”
When Daiyu and Xiangyun heard this, they got up and said goodbye. Miaoyu sent them outside the door, saw them go far away, and came in through the door. Alone.
only said that Daiyu and Xiangyun returned to the house and were about to rest, when they suddenly heard someone report: "It's not good, it's not good!" The Sun family sent someone to say that the second miss was gone last night! ”
When Daiyu heard this, her feet suddenly became weak and her head dizzy.
Fortunately, Shi Xiangyun held her up, and asked the person who came, "Does the old lady and the wife know?" ”
The man: "Got it." The old lady and the wife were crying sadly, discussing in the old lady's room how to settle accounts with the Sun family. The grandmothers are all on the sidelines to persuade it. ”
"Reckoning? What's the account? People are from their Sun family, how can the old lady and wife take care of it? Shi Xiangyun said, "Sister Lin, you rest, I'll go quietly." ”
Daiyu shook her head and said, "I'll go with you!" ”
Shi Xiangyun couldn't, so he had to rely on her. So the two hurriedly freshened up and went to Jia's mother's side.
From afar, I heard Jia's mother crying and scolding, and she actually scolded Jia for being greedy for money and snobbery, and killed Yingchun.
When I entered the house, I saw Li Kun, Sister Feng and others all persuading Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang on the side. Mrs. Xing stood aside, just hanging her head and red eyes, not daring to say a word.
Jia's mother cried: "Then the Sun family said that he died of illness? How can a good person die of illness? I didn't even have a letter before! ”
Mrs. Wang also cried, "My poor son! ”
Sister Feng persuaded: "Mrs., don't cry quickly." If you are like this, won't the old lady be even more sad, and when will it be better? ”
When Mrs. Wang heard this, she had to hide her face and sob.
Lin Daiyu also stepped forward to persuade Jia's mother, and Jia's mother stopped her tears and asked, "Why don't you see Baoyu and Xichun?" ”
Everyone replied: "When Baoyu heard about it, he was so anxious that he vomited a pool of blood and fainted. I've already sent a doctor to take a look. I'm afraid I'll have to rest in bed for a few days. Xichun now locks himself in the room all day long, and is still clamoring to go to Shuiyue Nunnery to become a monk! ”
Jia Mu beat her chest and cried again: "What kind of sin has our family done now!" ”