To say that this floral soft topaz square inkstone is really a good one. Baoyu played with it in his hand, only to feel that the tentacles were soft, as if holding the tender little hand of the twenty-eight woman. Thinking of the word 'holding hands', I suddenly felt that the world was impermanent-after thinking about it, it had been dozens of days since my soul wore through Jiafu.

In the past dozens of days, he has been busy improving his status in Jiafu and increasing his literary name, wanting Jiafu to turn over, and also wanting to take a step closer to the saint of longevity. Unknowingly, he regarded Jiafu as his home.

[Home, I used to have a home, too. It's a pity that the son wants to raise but doesn't wait. 】

The corners of Baoyu's eyes were a little moist, wiped them clean, picked up the fire black, and didn't know what to write. simply put a few pieces of valuable ten-button paper, together with the fire black chihao, into the Sifang inkstone. Don't look at the Sifang inkstone, which is only the size of a palm, and has received ten buttons of paper, fire black and chihao, and the spiritual grease ink sent by Jia's mother, there is no change at all.

Not only the size, but also the weight has not increased by half a point, and it is placed in the inner chain in the sleeve, which is just right.

Lin Daiyu lifted the cyan gauze tent, revealed half of her handsome pretty face through the gauze tent, and beckoned, "Come here." ”

Baoyu looked himself up and down, and felt that he was a little younger, and his body bones were a little worse - don't blame him for thinking too much. Lin Daiyu looked at him these days, that is called a water spirit, that is called a charm.

Lin Daiyu blushed and said angrily: "What do you think." He forced him to pass and grabbed his hand.

Baoyu's fingers felt delicate, many times more delicate than the soft topaz square inkstone of the broken flower, and the blood rushed to her brain, which made Daiyu angry for a few more words. Daiyu grabbed him, closed his eyes, he was stunned, and wanted to lean his head (mouth?).

Suddenly, a stream of flame molten suddenly burned in the heart.

Baoyu hurriedly withdrew her hand, but saw that Lin Daiyu's face was pale, white and transparent, and white like a dead person. He looked inside Wenshan and saw seventy-eight simmering flames, which illuminated half of the sky transparently.

"What have you done, are you dying?" roared Baoyu angrily.

He only lit seventy-six simmers, and now there are two more, apparently Daiyu's doing. Lin Daiyu is a kind of red-sleeved lady, and she is also a ghost elf, and the red-sleeved girl is really a cute and pitiful sigh.

Every red-sleeved lady can speed up the cultivation progress of literati and improve the morale of literati, but the price they pay is their already short life. Lin Daiyu has a high status among the red-sleeved ladies and is known as the red-sleeved fairy, but there is also a huge price to pay for helping him light a simmer.

Lin Daiyu ate and smiled, smiling proudly, and said angrily: "What is Brother Bao's anger? In the apology gift given by Qian Sanjia, there is the courage of a black beast, which can replenish crystal tears for me." The three crystal tears that fell on your Wenshan are useless, it is better to help you flourish. ”

Baoyu looked at Mama Wang, and when she saw Mama Wang nodding, her anger disappeared.

The Black Beast, he'd heard of it.

There is a kind of foreign creature in the mountains and forests, and its whole body is pitch black, like a beast with black fur. Whether it's a tiger, a leopard, or a ferocious bear, you have to align your head and bow down to your ears and give what you want. This kind of creature condenses the aura of the mountains and forests, as long as it is not a monster, it is under its control, and some people say that it is the mount of the mountain god.

Baoyu asked softly, "The guts of this thing can really replenish your crystal tears?"

"Yes, it's a bit of a pity. Lin Daiyu replied to him with a smile: "The one given by Qian Sanjia can replenish five crystal tears, but unfortunately it can't be stored for a long time, so it can only be boiled to make soup and used up at one time." I can't eat so much, but you have to eat some too, it's good for your body. ”

Baoyu said angrily: "Don't eat." ”

said that he would not eat, but still ate most of the bowl. Baoyu has figured it out, he can do nothing when he receives gifts, eat his food, and still be able to trouble him. Treat this Qian Sanjia inside and out, he is just shameless.

A Qian Sanjia and a Jia Yucun, he didn't want to let go.

After eating the meal, especially the soup boiled by the black beast's gall, Baoyu felt warm all over, and it seemed that his strength had increased by half a point. Among them, there are two more lit simmers, but it should also be indispensable for the tonic effect of black beast gall. After all, the black beast gall is a rare thing, a treasure that is rare to see in a hundred years.

Lin Daiyu gave Qian Sanjia 'pleading', and Baoyu hummed and chirped, but it shouldn't.

He relaxed his killing intent towards Qian Sanjia a little, but it was absolutely impossible to even let go of the living crime. Lin Daiyu persuaded a few more words, but if it didn't work, she gave up, and only talked about the six arts of the gentleman, so that Baoyu could prepare for the spring exam.

Baoyu nodded, he had already made arrangements.

There are still 30 days left before the spring exam. In the past thirty days, he plans to publish a few more poems and articles, which will be used to expand the name of the article and also to increase the growth rate of his talent. Now, it seems, not for the time being.

Lighting five simmers in thirty days is extremely difficult even for a person like him who has thousands of books in his chest. He plans to publish a few more poems and articles for others to write, study, and use to increase his talent, but now writing is really a loss-making business.

The higher the literati level, the more prosperous the literary position, and the more widely the poems written. The same poem, he is now writing it is only eight feet high, Xuanhe chapter, if he becomes a talent and a person, it will be a shocking article of ten cities. This is the definition of Confucian poetry by the laws of heaven and earth, which cannot be changed.

Although the level of writing has been improved in the future, the reputation of the literature has been spread, and the level of poetry written now will also be improved, but the extent of the improvement is definitely much less than that of writing in the future. And more importantly, the quality of the talent spring.

If the first edition of the original is at the level of Xuanhe, even if it is only nine feet tall in the future and becomes a good article of the Ten Cities Together, what he gets is also Xuanhe-level talent, and if he writes it in the future, he will get the aura of the Ten Cities Together. At one stage, the gap is measured in thousands of miles.

Baoyu pondered the poems, songs, strategies and other articles he remembered, and couldn't figure out the laws of this heaven and earth, and didn't dare to say how many of them were famous all over the world, let alone the legendary heirloom level - he wanted to be a saint, a family foundation, and if he could use less, he would use less.

Convenient for later accumulation.

Baoyu grabbed Lin Daiyu's hand, thanked her softly, and asked Mama Wang to take care of her. And he himself needs to prepare for the exam.

With the two simmers that Lin Daiyu helped him ignite, he lit seventy-eight simmers, and only three were missing to qualify for the talent exam. It's just three simmers, and there is no need to write other poems, he wants to keep his talent and recuperate Xiao Baoyu's tattered body.

Well, he admitted, it's his tattered body now.

The rest is the six arts of gentlemen.

The big exam for talent shows does not need to test all the six arts of gentlemen in the school. Rites, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics only need to be examined in four of them: etiquette, archery, royalty, and calligraphy. The book is the calligraphy of the examination school, he delved into the willow body, in this big week can be regarded as a family of his own, naturally there is no problem, and the ceremony, shooting, and royal three kinds, all of which are his shortcomings.

Did archery and slingshot count? He played it when he was a kid.

How many people can ride horses in the 21st century?

Etiquette is etiquette, including auspicious, fierce, guest, military, Jia, a total of five rites. Baoyu's head was full of fog, this ...... What the hell is that?

Others crossed with their own goldfinger gift package, but he didn't even have the memory of Xiao Baoyu. At first, I was walking on thin ice, but now, I have to learn the five etiquettes all over again. Baoyu just wants to make a gesture to the sky: You are not authentic.

Still don't dare, there are laws in this world, all kinds of creatures are breeding, God knows, will it give him a five-thunder bang?

Well, the above is pure complaint.

Baoyu thought carefully: In this way, in just thirty days, he needs to learn three major courses, and the number of small courses is unknown. Just as he was about to ask the attacker what the simplest etiquette was, he learned it for the time being, when Musk Moon came in and said something.

"Master, Grandma Ning Guofu is looking for you. ”

Baoyu was stunned for a moment, and the words 'Ning Guofu' and 'big grandmother' went through her mind, and suddenly found that this Ning Guofu's eldest grandmother was not the current daughter-in-law of the family, the first class of romantic debts, but Qin Keqing, who was really unlucky......

[What is she looking for me, I am fledgling, but I don't want to participate in her family's affairs. 】

Baoyu regarded Rongguo Mansion as his home, which was the result of Jia's mother and Mrs. Wang's love for him in every way. Ning Guofu: Laughing, what is that?

Qin Keqing is a beautiful woman, otherwise she would not have been able to get the first-class judgment of romantic debts, let alone become the first beauty in "Dream of Red Mansions". If Qin Keqing hadn't died early, I'm afraid that the world's impression of her would be a little deeper than that of Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu.

Qin Keqing is bright and charming, like a treasure hairpin, and is as graceful as Daiyu. Her beauty, Baoyu is really knowledgeable, she doesn't want to get close, and she doesn't dare to get close.

If you want to say that Lin Daiyu's beauty makes it difficult for him to control himself, Bai Nanyan's beauty makes his blood burn, then Qin Keqing is not like all the elegance that can be found in the world, and he can definitely make a man desperate and turn into a moth that puts out the fire - if he hadn't seen Lin Daiyu, Bai Nanyan and Xue Baochai successively, he would have made a fool of himself in the poetry examination school of Rongxi Hall.

Seeing that he was distracted, Musk Yue said one more sentence: "The eldest grandmother of Ning Guofu said that she used our toothpaste, and her mouth was uncomfortable, so let you help take a look." ”

"Oh. Baoyu answered and stepped out of the door.

After all, the toothpaste is made of ancient recipes, and if the physique is too sensitive, it is normal. Baoyu breathed a sigh of relief and asked Wang Shanbao to go with him.

Ningguo Mansion is on the east side of Rongguo Mansion, which covers a vast area, and it takes more than half an hour to walk. They entered through the east corner gate of Ningguo Mansion, and walked two or three miles north to Jia Rong's compound. Jia Rong went out to pick flowers and grass again, leaving Qin Keqing alone in the empty house, stroking plums in the yard.

It is the season when plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the flowers are fragrant, but they are not as good as Qin Keqing's half a point. Baoyu looked away and said with a smile: "Brother Rong's daughter-in-law, it's my money-making family that is tired of you." ”

Qin Keqing hurriedly saluted him, according to her seniority, she had to do this.

kept shouting uncle, he was a generation higher than Jia Rong, and Qin Keqing was his nephew and daughter-in-law. I saw Qin Keqing politely say a few words, saying that his mouth was uncomfortable just now, and he was fine recently, and he hadn't seen Uncle Bao for a long time, so he wanted to talk more.

Baoyu was talking without a match, and he didn't dare to look at Qin Keqing, he was too beautiful to shake people's hearts. He even felt that if he saw too much, he was afraid that even the mind of seeking holiness would fade.

Yiren is too beautiful, and the heroic bones are soft.