Baoyu returned to the blue yarn cupboard, and someone had already prepared hot water. The attacker helped him to sit down on a delicate wooden bed, moistened his face with a handkerchief, and Qingwen brought water to soak his feet, but he couldn't pull his face down, so he soaked himself.

"Wait. Baoyu asked Qingwen to take the water away, took the handkerchief of the attacker, wiped her face, and walked to the desk.

I didn't sit on the screen-backed chair, I just stood, and I pulled out the fire.

"Good pen! This warm pen in hand is actually more than a pound, and it is not broken. Baoyu laughed, and Yahuazi grinned.

Qingwen snorted and said, "You still want to pout, when you say that, it is atmospheric, and it shocks us all." But then I thought about it, obediently, 100 taels of silver is my case money for the past 10 years. ”

"It's been five years now, haven't you risen by a tael of silver?" Baoyu blocked her.

He has already figured out Qingwen's temperament, he is a sharp-toothed person, but he is actually the most oriented to him. If it was Xiao Baoyu, he would have to talk to Qingwen, quarrel for a while, sulk for two days, and finally Xiao Baoyu or Qingwen gave in and wasted a few days in vain.

He doesn't have this spare time, so he might as well practice calligraphy.

Baoyu picked up the fire black and chihao, held it in his palm, and the attacker spread the paper for him. He saw another knife of yellow, somewhat rough bamboo paper pressed under the paperweight in the upper left corner of the desk, and nodded.

[There is no paper in the morning, this is immediately continued, intimate.] Thinking like this, Baoyu dipped himself in thick ink and wrote two big words on the 36-carat size bamboo paper - fire kang.

didn't write poetry, because of his lack of talent, he was just a student, and seventy-three simmers seemed like a lot, but they weren't enough. Generally speaking, the poems made by the students are not in the stream, they are good to read, but they actually have no connotation, he is different, there are thousands of poems in his head, and none of them are less than famous.

If it is low, it will not be included in "Tang Poetry and Song Ci Yuan Qu", it is difficult to see it in the previous life, and the poems of the famous and above can at least be completed in one go. He calculated that even the lowest name would take two or three days to write.

[Burning on a simmer is not only good-looking, but also warms the body and improves physical fitness. If other students have good poems, they will definitely spend their talents to write, and they will not hesitate to add some essence and blood, but I am different, this little Baoyu's body and bones are really bad. 】

Baoyu gave up the idea of writing poems, and unconsciously put pen to paper, and two big characters fell on the new bamboo paper, or the word 'fire kang'. The dot painting is crisp and beautiful, the bone strength is strong, and the knot is tight, except for the lack of a kind of charm, in the simple stroke outline, it can be regarded as a medium and upper grade.

When the attacker saw it, he smiled: "Second Master Bao, why do you keep writing these two words." ”

Baoyu shrunk his shoulders and said, "It's cold, it's all because of the dream of Pozhai, and suddenly called me over at dusk, and the fire kang was not good." I thought I would get a good night's sleep tonight, but I didn't think that I would still be cold and cold. "I handed the written paper to the attacker, the handwriting has been practiced well, and in terms of charm, the attacker doesn't understand.

The attacker put the paper into the charcoal basin, looked at the burning, and beat Baoyu into a flower shelf, and she did the paper burning, Baoyu said that she didn't like the charcoal basin, and always put it far away.

Qingwen saw that the firelight engulfed two words, stomped her feet, and the attacker glared, but did not dare to say anything.

Baoyu saw that Qingwen's face was full of anger, and her eyes were about to deform again, so she asked with a smile: "What's wrong with this today?

"Nothing, you know, she's always been this character. ”

Qingwen was buried by the attacker, stomped her feet again, and said angrily: "Second Master Bao, my dear master, can you write more?

Baoyu smiled. Qingwen has always been an unconscious person, she was in a bad mood a few days ago, and she had to tear the fan stubbornly, the silk flower folding green fan was given to her by Xiao Baoyu before, I'm afraid it will cost seven or eight taels of silver to buy it?

A knife to make bamboo paper is five taels of silver, a waste of two, and it is only 100 big money, which kind of wind did Qingwen smoke, and she felt sorry for this bit of belongings?

Baoyu looked at Qingwen carefully and found that there was a wooden hairpin inserted in Qingwen's jet-black bun, which seemed to be made of fine peach wood, polished bright, smooth and delicate, and a wooden lily on the head of the hairpin was waiting to be released, and the end was attractive, but Baoyu felt that something was wrong, strange, and wrong.

Looking at the attacker again, the cloud-like black hair is tied to the cloud-dumping bun, which is also fixed with a wooden hairpin.

He looked back and forth at the two of them, his heart was sullen, and suddenly his eyes blinked, and he understood.

Attacking people is dignified and virtuous, gentle and elegant, and uses more wooden hairpins on weekdays, Qingwen is different, she is a beautiful and beautiful golden hairpin drawn from phoenix wings, always hanging on her head brightly, and she has nothing to take down and play, and she loves it very much. No wonder he feels strange, Qingwen is very awkward.

With a flat face, he bluffed: "Qingwen, where is your golden hairpin?"

Qingwen snorted, "Put it away." ”

"Show me. ”

Qingwen glanced at the attacker, and when she saw the attacker shaking her head slightly, she chirped: "If you put it away, you put it away." What do you want to do with a woman's things? ”

How could this little action be hidden from Baoyu, he glared at people, with a tiger face, and didn't say a word.

The attacker hid backwards, provoking Qingwen at once. She pulled the attacker behind her, stuck her waist, and her eyes stood up again: "Master, don't be angry with the attacker's sister! She is good to you, and she can't pull her! If you feel unhappy, scold me, and I will quarrel with you." ”

Baoyu couldn't hold back and burst out laughing.

Scolding you? and arguing with you? My idle egg hurts? He straightened his face again and asked, "What the hell is going on?" Tell me, don't hide it from me. ”

The attacker secretly pulled Qingwen, but Qingwen shook it off, and said angrily: "Don't stop me, I'll talk to him today." Turning to look at Baoyu, like a hen guarding her cubs, she stretched her neck and shouted, "If you want me to say, it's all your fault." You don't count how many words you've practiced lately, how much paper you've used? You're a big spender, and you've already run out of money. Not only that, but even the attacker's sister, Musk Yue's sister, and my own money were posted, and that wasn't enough.

There was no paper again this morning, and Sister Raider sold her own gold hairpin to Aunt Zhao's Aunt Liu, and wanted to buy paper for you, but as a result, you used it again. ”

Baoyu didn't take advantage of it, she couldn't say Qingwen, and when she heard this, she was reluctant to say, and said: "I gave it to Jiang Liu, and it's not useless." Wait......" Suddenly stunned, he asked, "Then how did this paper come from?

Qingwen chirped and didn't speak.

The attacker added a mouth next to him, and said: "Qingwen also sold the golden hairpin, if it weren't for the musk moon without the golden hairpin, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to keep it." ”

Baoyu's heart was sour, and she almost cried.

A golden hairpin is nothing, and it is only a dozen taels of silver when it reaches the sky, which is at most an example of money for him, the son-in-law of Rongguo Mansion. But the attacker and Qingwen are just the maids of Rongguo Mansion, and the previous example was one or two silver, and this golden hairpin, they have to save more than a year.

He knew that the maids would buy a golden hairpin, and when the master didn't like it, or when he was old, he would bring it with him when he got married. That's dowry money!

He looked at the attacker, then at Qingwen, fixed for a moment, and called Musk Yue in. Musk Yue didn't know what was going on, but when she saw that there was more paper ash in the charcoal basin, she felt sorry for the money for making bamboo paper. She's a frugal person.

Baoyu said with a smile: "From today on, Qingwen and Musk Yue, don't stay outside the room, I will ask the house to hand over the roster, and in the future, it will be the same as the attacker, and it will also be a personal maid." In addition, your regular money has risen, five taels, and I will go and tell the ancestors. ”

Musk Yue was shocked: "This, there are rules in the mansion. ”

"The rules are made by men. Baoyu made a big face, couldn't hold back, became happy again, and said with a smile: "If you want to say that you want to raise the money, I don't have the face to say, but I want to raise it for you." You don't have to worry, I don't ask for two personal maids for you as before, just raise the money, no one dares to talk nonsense. ”

The attacker helped beside him, and said with a smile: "You can admit it, don't excuse yourself with Bao Erye, our master is not as good as before, this is a proper truth." ”

Musk Yue hurriedly thanked her, Qingwen couldn't pull her face a little, snorted at Baoyu Chong, and turned her head. No matter what, Baoyu thinks of her in her heart, and she is also sweet.

Baoyu instructed the attacker, saying, "You take out the money from the sale of the golden hairpin." ”

The attacker obediently took it, and the two silver bills of Bai Chengcheng were both five taels of silver. Baoyu snorted coldly and handed it to Musk Yue.

If you want to say that the golden hairpin that attacked people, it is lighter, and the style is ordinary, and it is not a loss to sell it for five taels of silver. There is an access control in the house, and when they don't go out, it's rare for the maids to change things, and it is normal for Mama Liu to lower the price.

But Qingwen is a beautiful person, and the phoenix hairpin was built by her for many years and found a good goldsmith outside. It was worth thirty taels of silver. Mama Liu only gave fifteen taels, which was definitely a robbery while the fire was burning!

He instructed Musk Yue: "Find Mama Liu to redeem the golden hairpin." The one who attacked the person was counted together with the five taels of silver used to buy paper, and said that the master owed her, and when the money was paid, he sent it to her with interest. ”

The attacker hurriedly stopped, "Don't mind! She looked at Baoyu and asked anxiously: "There are still a few days before the day of the monthly money, so you won't buy paper and don't practice calligraphy?" ”

Baoyu waved his hand and scolded Musk Yue: "Don't you go yet?"

Musk Yue looked at the attacker, and then looked at Baoyu. She is used to living a hard life, and she doesn't want Mama Liu to take advantage of her family, but what the attacker said is right, she redeemed the golden hairpin, what does Baoyu use to practice calligraphy?

She looked sad and shouted weakly: "Master, you still have to practice calligraphy." ”

Such a beautiful woman, full of thoughts on herself, Baoyu couldn't pretend anymore, took the fire black and chihao, and said, "Do you know how much this is worth?"

Qingwen and Musk Yue both shook their heads, they hadn't seen it. The attacker used to be in the ancestor's house, and after seeing the world, he was surprised: "A hundred silver pens? No, this is a thousand gold pens! It is worth at least 1,000 taels of silver." Sir, where did you get that?"

Baoyu smiled secretly, 1,000 taels of gold pen, worthy of Jia Zheng's pain? He didn't say anything, he only said: "You all put your hearts in your stomachs, I don't lack money." Musk Yue, why don't you go quickly, ransom the golden hairpin back, don't listen to your attacking sister. ”

Attacks are no longer blocked.

Seeing that Musk Yue was about to go out of the room, Qingwen thought about it for a while and hurriedly said, "Don't forget, just say that Second Master Bao has spoken." Mama Liu is uneasy, she wants to earn more than a dozen taels of silver on this list, and if she doesn't move our master out, she will definitely not redeem her. ”

Baoyu laughed here and said jokingly: "That's right, just say that the master has spoken." If she doesn't redeem her, she will let Mingyan come forward. ”

This sentence stunned Musk Yue, made Qingwen happy, and also shocked the attack of Gui Yilan. The attacker looked at his face carefully, and saw that his face was full of narrowness, and said with a sneer: "Master, you are so bad~!"

The tone was long, and it entered the bottom of Baoyu's heart.

......

In the dead of night, the house was peaceful.

Although Qingwen and Raider were allowed to enter the room, they didn't buy a bed in the end, and they still rested outside the room. The assailant fell asleep in the cabin of the cubicle, and the faint sound of breathing warmed his heart.

[The attacker is a virtuous person, and she can't be broken. 】

[Daiyu too.] Fortunately, because of the fire kang business, she went to stay with the ancestor, maybe she lived there. It's good to get the silver in order before she returns. Otherwise, she will have to pay for herself. 】

[Money, it's hard to do, but it's easy to do. 】

Thinking of the price of making bamboo paper, Baoyu shook her head and smiled bitterly.

If you want to say that the paper for practicing calligraphy, there is no big deal in the end, there is still half a month before the distribution of the money, and it is only a few dozen taels of silver to make bamboo paper, but if he wants to increase his literary name, he needs more than this.

[Increase the name of the article, increase the talent, if you want to write poems and lyrics, it is definitely not good, I don't have so much talent. However, there is another way, which is the best choice to increase the name of the article. 】

[I can write a book without having to write a book. Poetry is afraid of being robbed of the original golden light by others, and the book is not afraid, a book is less than hundreds of thousands of words, more than millions of words, I don't believe it, who has the ability to write it with talent? ]

[If you want to talk about the works, the Three Kingdoms are the first to be recommended, followed by the Water Margin, and then to the West. Water Margin and Journey to the West are suspected of rebellion, and there are only three kingdoms. The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is a historical romance novel in chapter hui style, with a total of 640,000 words, which is the most suitable, but only 640,000 words of the Three Kingdoms, how much silver of paper does it take to write it?]

Thinking of this, Baoyu smiled bitterly, if Xiao Baoyu couldn't ask Mrs. Wang for it, he wouldn't be able to do it. How old is the person, and he still runs to his mother's arms to ask for money to spend?

Jia Zheng can't do it on his side, let Jia Zheng know that he writes books, and his ass is going to be opened. In Jia Zheng's heart, he is considered to be enlightened and a little promising, but when he writes a book, he asks Jinshi if he dare?

It's so ambitious, and you deserve to be beaten. Baoyu can imagine Jia Zheng's anger.

He sat up from the bed on the shelf of the moon cave door, walked to the desk, spread the paper and polished the ink, and later, suppressed the talent qi, and wrote four big characters on the paper:

"Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

"Thinking too much. Suddenly laughing at himself, he grabbed the paper, kneaded it, and threw it into the charcoal basin.

Writing the Three Kingdoms, his handwriting is still worse.