I haven't seen Jia Zheng for a long time, and Baoyu is much more relaxed.

Although Jia Zheng is a fool, his son still knows it. From catching Zhou Zhou at the age of full and only taking rouge powder, to not reading well consistently, Jia Zheng's spicy sarcasm is a set tone. This kind of emotion reached a climax when he beat Baoyu almost to death.

His attitude towards Xiao Baoyu has been around for a long time, and Baoyu has heard the girls chew on the root of their tongues and can't believe their ears.

Roughly a few days before Xiao Baoyu fell ill, Jia Zheng went home early and was chatting with the guests in the study. Suddenly, I saw Xiao Baoyu come in to say goodbye, saying that he was going to Yixue in the house. Jia Zheng sneered: "If you mention the word school again, even I will be ashamed." According to my word, it is right for you to insist on your going. Beware of standing on my dirty ground, leaning against my dirty door!"

These words are so desperate, "Even I am ashamed to death", "You are stubborn that you go is right", "Be careful to stand on my dirty ground, and dirty my door". As a father, it's really incomprehensible.

Baoyu was speechless.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mu Mu's voice came from the door: "Second Master Bao, the wall has been demolished." ”

At the door stood a wooden-faced man, respectful, bent over with his hands in front of his knees. It was a cold day, and he only wore a coarse cloth jacket on his upper body, and there was no dust or sweat on his bare muscles, and his bald head was shiny.

"That's good?" Baoyu turned around and found that there was a hole in the wall on the side of the delicate wooden bed, and then looked at Wang Shanbao's fist, which had a little white mark on the fist, which was broken stone powder.

Baoyu couldn't help but be speechless.

He wanted to practice calligraphy first, but his body was poor, and it would be cold when he opened the window, and stuffy when he closed the window. I wanted to get the kang today, but I found that the building of the government was really hard.

Take the blue gauze cupboard as an example, the wall is three feet long. Ten feet and one zhang, three feet is nearly one meter thick, and they are all made of hard bluestone blocks. He had to dig a door in the wall, make a smoke vent for the ondol, and put a stove outside. Qingwen ran to find the sledgehammer, and the hammer was found, and within two blows, the handle broke.

The walls were only the size of a washbasin, and Qingwen was so angry that she sulked. Baoyu rarely told her to do things, but if things were messed up, she was uncomfortable.

Over there, Wang Shanbao came uninvited, she just smirked when she rolled her eyes, and she didn't speak when she squeezed her, just waiting for Baoyu. Waiting for Baoyu to go out, he knelt on the ground on his knees and asked Bao Er Ye to be safe.

Baoyu instructed him: "Just dig a hole." Then he ran to practice calligraphy.

He didn't take it seriously. The walls were too thick and too hard, and I thought that Wang Shanbao would also go to find a hammer, this time and again, not to mention the effort of asking for a few teas. Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Wang Shanbao turned back to the door and finished the errand as if he was nothing.

No hammer, just a fist. Looking at the work, it's just a punch.

[The last time he fought, he definitely stayed up.] It's okay, with him, maybe I can get the kang right today, and I will suffer a little less. Baoyu thought that this Wang Shanbao was really a usable and easy to use, so she told him the materials needed for the fire kang. Wang Shanbao's face was stunned, and his heart was very bright, so he only listened to it once and quit the door.

The door opened, and the smiling face of the golden mandarin duck was met.

"Congratulations to Second Master Bao, congratulations to Second Master Bao!" shouted as soon as the golden mandarin duck opened the door, followed by the attacker and others. She is Jia's mother's eldest maid, and she is familiar with it, so she usually doesn't spread it.

Attacker, Qingwen walked in. Through the triple thick satin curtain that kept warm at the door, Qiu Wen pulled Musk Yue to poke his little head over, and looked in secretly, not wanting to block Wang Shanbao's way.

Wang Shanbao stood by the door, waiting for them to walk away.

Qingwen pricked up her eyes, and Musk Moon and Autumn Pattern hurriedly retracted, and there was a murmur of Musk Moon complaining outside, saying that she shouldn't be like a person, and she peeked to make trouble. Wang Shanbao wanted to go out with him, but Xu is golden mandarin duck misunderstood, and hurriedly said: "It's okay, Wang Shanbao is an old family, there is no need to avoid it." ”

Wang Shanbao looked at Baoyu, saw Baoyu nodded, and bowed to stand.

The golden mandarin duck looked at the attacker, then at Qingwen, nodded, and put down the few brand-new clothes in his hand. Three sets of women's clothes, one set of men's clothes, coats, liners, and long skirts. The color is bright, and it is made of fine brocade. She saluted Baoyu and congratulated: "The old ancestor heard that the second master had made a good word, so he specially asked me to send something." The three sets of girls' houses are for the three big girls of Raider, Qingwen and Musk Yue, and one set of children's tea. Their case money has also gone up. ”

The only thing missing is the autumn pattern. Baoyu asked the attacker to put away his clothes, and then listened.

The golden mandarin duck paused for a while and laughed for no reason. She is older, and she grew up watching Baoyu, so she has no constraints. "Second Master Bao is really amazing, this looks at people and treats things, and he has grown a lot. There's really one in the back. ”

She put up her fingers like green onions, and said, "First, your money has risen, fifty taels per month, which was ordered by the ancestors." Second, the ancestor also said that the monkey who splashed the smoke was the most unafraid of heaven and earth, and if there was anything bad in person, you might as well hand it over to him. ”

Baoyu nodded and sent the golden mandarin duck away.

Silence returned to the house, except for the cold wind that swished through the smashed hole. Baoyu pondered for a moment, and saw Qingwen vividly taking the clothes and making a gesture at the attacker, and the attacker laughed with him, but a pair of eyes often looked at him, sparkling, as if there was a sad face, and there were many indescribable tastes in it.

There are those who are happy for him, but there is also a kind of worry.

Baoyu knew what the attackers were thinking, comforted them and let them go out with their clothes. What Qiuwen didn't have, they must understand, and they don't need him to care. Wang Shanbao hesitated for a moment, then suddenly turned around and said, "Second master, what Mingyan can do, I can also do." ”

Baoyu smiled: "There will be a time to use you in the future." You and Mingyan are both useful. ”

Wang Shanbao ordered him to leave, and Mu Mu's face showed a touch of red. He understood what Baoyu meant. In terms of strength, if he is enough, Mingyan is useless. But there are some things that Mingyan can do, but he can't.

Baoyu walked to the desk made of Xiaocui mahogany with a light fragrance, spread the paper, polished the ink, took the pen and sat down on the screen-backed chair.

This is Liu Gongquan's fifty-one years old after Wang Xianzhi's "Sending Pear Post". The 43 characters of the small Kai do not have the restraint of the characters in the tablet, but the natural reflection; there is no angry muscles and bones, and the pen is subtle; there is no fair and even demand, and there is true interest. It is praised as a god by the world.

His handwriting is already good, the dot painting is crisp and beautiful, the bones are strong, the knot is tight, and it looks particularly beautiful. Baoyu looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart - what a Liu Gongquan!

If you want to talk about calligraphy, Wang Xizhi is the first to be recommended. Wang Xizhi is known as the 'Book Saint', and his masterpiece "Orchid Pavilion Preface" is known as the first book in the world. But in Baoyu's opinion, Liu Gongquan is even more clever.

Wang Xizhi's calligraphy is unique in the world, but whether it is his calligraphy or cursive writing, it requires extremely deep skill to achieve. Liu Gongquan is much simpler, peaceful and see cookies, and its regular script is suitable for beginners to practice. The regular script suitable for beginners to practice can be as famous as Wang Xizhi's line grass, known as 'Yan muscle and willow bone'.

Baoyu sighed for a moment, dragged the glittering golden and fiery charcoal basin, and burned the words inside.

His handwriting is already good, and there is a bit of similarity in shape, but he doesn't have that feeling of 'god'. The shape is similar but the god is not similar, it cannot be said that it is a family of its own, and it is inevitable that people will see the clues.

In fact, his words can be confused to some extent, including Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Feng Lazi, Li Kun, and even the famous Jia Xichun can be vague a few times.

He is not afraid of these, he is afraid of Jia Zheng.

[That Jia Zheng, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like someone who can reason with me. It is necessary to practice the spirit of words. 】

Baoyu thought like this, and reached for the paperweight. This touch, but it was empty.

"Huh, there's no paper?" scratching his head, reading.

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Jia Zheng went to Jinling Mansion on a business trip, and he went for a few days in a row, but he didn't know what he was busy with, and he looked tired when he came back. He is an authentic Qingqiu fox clan, his blood is pure, and the strength of the demon general level is comparable to that of a literati jinshi, and he is so tired that his face is pale, and he lies in a sedan chair to rest.

Eight-bar sedan chair, 16 lifts. There are 60 soldiers in the left and right rows, holding high red cards and black letters. On one side is written 'quiet' and on the other side is written 'avoidance', and the font is square, symbolizing the prestige of officials.

The gongs and drums opened the way, and a total of eleven sounds. The officials of the Great Zhou State have a ritual system to follow, Jia Zheng is a member of the Ministry of Works, and he is a four-grade person, and the Tao is a gong and drum with eleven rings. There were already doormen, servants in the outer room, and maids who were waiting for them to run out to greet them. After taking Jia Zheng into the three beast head gates, the soldiers' honor guard turned around and went to the East Street and went towards the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry.

Jia Zheng strode in. In the entire Rongguo Mansion, only he and Jia Yu are qualified to enter through the gate.

An old man came out next to him, with a slightly bent back. When Jia Zheng saw this, he dismissed the maids, mothers-in-law, servants, etc., and went to Mengpo Zhai by himself.

Jadairu followed, bringing the door made of ebony. He waited at his desk, his face kind.

"What's the important thing in the house lately?" Jia Zheng asked casually. He was very tired and his face was ugly, but when he pulled something out of his cuff, his expression suddenly rejoiced, as if the fatigue of returning home had dissipated.

It was a fiery red brush, and the hard barrel was engraved with four strong fonts: 'Fire Black Chihao'. Jia Zheng played with it in his hands and couldn't put it down.

Jia Dairu quipped: "It's really a good object." The old man has been playing for a long time, and he is not tired. ”

"Isn't it a good thing!" Jia Zheng said proudly: "This is a famous gold pen, and I am reluctant to use it." Such a treasure, if there is no good article to come out, it will be tarnished if it is used. Dirty good baby.

By the way, is there anything important in the house lately? If not, you can step down. ”

Jia Dairu smiled: "There are important things, great things." Bao Erye opened Wenshan a few days ago, lit a simmer, and became a student. You always hope that Bao Erye will be motivated, and you will not lose your thoughts in the end. ”

Jia Zheng was stunned for a moment, and then played with the brush, "What kind of good thing is this? Evil animal! Not a motivated thing! With his cleverness, he should have been a student a long time ago." ”

"That's true. ”

Jia Dairu lowered his head, his expression was tangled, and said, "If you want to talk about Second Master Bao Kaiwen Mountain, it's not an unusual thing. It's just that I didn't expect the second master to be disturbed by the eldest grandmother a few days ago, and it's only been a few days, and Kaiwen Mountain is again. ”

"What did you say?"

"Second Master Bao Kaiwen Mountain, this is a good thing. ”

"I said the front, Mrs. Xing stirred up Baoyu Kaiwen Mountain?" Jia Zheng's eyes were green.

The laws of the Great Zhou Dynasty, those who deliberately disturb Kaiwen Mountain, will be punished by Ling Chi. Jia Zheng paced back and forth for a long time, and sat down dejectedly. Mrs. Xing, in the end, is his sister-in-law.

He put the fire black and Chihao aside, and said to Jia Dairu, "You go, call that evil beast!"

Jia Dairu went out of the door and summoned the little guy waiting outside the door, who was called Jiangliu. He asked Jiang Liu to summon Baoyu, turned back to Mengpo Zhai, and whispered to Jia Zheng.

The candles in the house were like beans, and I could vaguely hear 'the sound of horses' hooves and 'the sound of horns'.