On the east side of Rongguo Mansion, in the middle of Mengpo Zhai. Jia Zheng placed a room full of books and played with his new brushes, and couldn't put it down.

I saw that this brush is fiery red all over, hot to the touch like boiling soup, and the hard pen barrel is carved with four strong fonts of "fire black and red". This rod is refined from the Ye Immortal Dragon's Blood Tree that is more than 100 years old, and it has abundant firepower, and it is also the mane on the top of the head of the fire monster, which has been precipitated for ten years, and the demonic energy is boiled, adding great power.

Although it is 6,000 taels of silver, it is only a medium grade in the gold pen, but in terms of practicality, it is no worse than the top. 】

Jia Zheng sighed: "In terms of length, the brush hair belongs to the center, which can be suitable for writing except for writing; Lishu, Wei Tablet, Big Seal, and Small Seal are all hard, and they are the most appropriate. ”

He suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction of Jia Xichun's house, and said with a smile: "The four girls have published another famous poem, which is really rare." It's a pity that she is a daughter, and we are monsters, so it is difficult to go further. His expression continued to be serious, and finally it was very ugly: "Even if the four girls can go a few steps further and become Jinshi and Bachelor, what if they can't solve the predicament of the house." I hate that son of a scumbag who doesn't want to be motivated, and I want to strangle him to death. ”

There was laughter from the side, and a man walked out from behind the rosewood bookshelf. The beard and hair are all white, the back is slightly hunched, and the hands are folded on the sleeves, which is quite humble and elegant. Jia Dairu shook his head and smiled: "The master doesn't have to be harsh on the young master, I heard that a few days ago, the young master was in the old ancestor's ......"

Jia Zheng interrupted him and said unpleasantly: "Don't say it, and I don't want to listen." It's just a matter between women. "He put Baoyu on the side of the 'woman', and made no secret of his disappointment in his son.

Jia Dairu said with a smile: "The master doesn't like it, why don't you send the young master to the Fuzhong Yixue School and hand it over to the little old man to teach and manage?"

"What else to discipline? Stubborn, incompetent first, long gone. Jia Zheng listened attentively and sneered: "I haven't just listened to the book for a few days, but I'll stop today." He's just an indefinite one, and he can't be disciplined!

Dai Ru, I'm going to Jinling Mansion on business, you should pay more attention to the things in the house, and come back and talk to me. ”

Jia Dairu sighed and bowed in response. He saw Jia Zheng's big sleeves waving towards the door, and shook his head again, his old face with a wry smile.

[Second Master Bao, it's not that you don't help you, it's that the old man is too prejudiced against you. That's it, let's have a chance to repay you again. 】

Jia Dairu's waist is rickety. Is this a favor or a debt?

At night, Jia Lan had just eaten dinner in Li Kun's courtyard and was about to read three poems and six treatises under the guidance of his mother.

The Three Poems and Six Treatises are the more basic chapters of Confucianism in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Daiyu recently read them. Although Jia Lan was young, he had already read thoroughly, and he didn't understand why his mother wanted him to learn this.

Under the bright palace lamp, Li Kun tilted his ears sideways as if listening to something. Her room is lit up with gorgeous palace lamps that shroud the pictures of ladies, such as those in Baoyu's room, or in Jia Lan and Jia Huan's rooms. It is an unwritten rule that literati should have candles to read books, and it is said that they are for some kind of ghosts and spirits, which is very useful.

Of course, it's also rare.

Li Kun never counted on luck, she was the wife of Sun Jiazhu, the governor of Rongguo, and Baoyu's sister-in-law.

"You remember, listen, learn, as long as Miss Daiyu reads, you have to listen, so that you can learn. Li Kun said seriously.

Jia Lan listened to her the most, nodded and asked, "Then do you want to learn from Second Uncle Bao?" Aunt Daiyu is the book for him. ”

"He's a gentleman. ”

"But I heard that the second uncle is going to Kaiwen Mountain, and mother, you always work hard to make white jade syrup for him to drink. Little Jalan licked her lips. The white jade syrup is a great thing, not even him.

Li Kun scolded: "What do you know? ”

"Don't forget, just don't go to study with your second uncle. ”

Xiao Jia Lan nodded as if he didn't understand. He looked in the direction of the blue gauze cupboard, thinking to himself that if he didn't study so late, his mother's expectations would be disappointed. But it's a good thing, he's tired of learning that kind of elementary stuff.

......

Baoyu felt that the matter in Kaiwen Mountain would cause a turmoil, but she didn't expect it to be so calm, and she didn't expect that just stopping Daiyu's study for a day would cause such a turmoil again.

Musk Yue blocked several groups of inquiring girls, she couldn't compare to Qingwen, and there were a few higher status that made her unable to get off the stage. Qingwen had a hard mouth and a soft heart, and hurried back, staring at her eyes and retreating a few waves of hard.

Baoyu didn't want Qingwen to offend people, so she stopped practicing calligraphy and wanted to go out, but there was a fire in her heart, and she didn't vomit or be unhappy. He wanted to write poetry, he wanted to write words, but the pen fell, and he didn't know what to write.

Tang poems and Song poems and songs are hidden in the heart, and the poems of the Ming and Qing dynasties are also indispensable, but they can't drop a word, and they can't read a word, which makes him hot and dry, and he can't wait to smash the tables and chairs and ceramics, and tear the paper, and the pen is all broken, and the thick ink is drunk, and his bones are gnawed before he stops.

I thought it was easy, but it was so difficult! Sister Daiyu was right, I missed the first Kaiwen Mountain, and I wanted to open it again later, it was difficult!

[Obviously there are thousands of poems in the chest, and there are thousands of words, but I can't write a word, and I can't make half a sound. Literati can learn to follow the law, increase longevity, and become immortals and saints, which is really not as simple as imagined. Mrs. Xing misunderstood me!]

His eyes were red, his mind was wearing down, and he was about to turn into a man-eating devil, smashing all the riches of the house and tearing himself to pieces.

Suddenly, with a soft groan, Daiyu lifted the cyan gauze and walked out. She blew the candle lightly, and the flame brightened, and when she pointed to the ink, the thick ink turned into red vermilion, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

The fragrance was on the tip of her nose, and Baoyu suddenly came back to her senses, and saw Daiyu fall softly, her body bones were translucent, and she could vaguely see muscles, blood vessels, and white jade-like bones. He hugged Daiyu, and without waiting for him to speak, a woman in her twenties walked out of the blue yarn cupboard.

"Mama Wang. Baoyu said eagerly. This is Daiyu's nurse Mama Wang.

Mama Wang's age is not very old, that is, she is in her twenties, her black and shiny hair is simply pulled into a bun at the back of her head, and a willow leaf-shaped silver hairpin without any ornamentation is carried on the bun, and a pair of big apricot-like eyes are embedded in the goose egg face, her fair skin is as smooth as silk, and her figure is petite and exquisite, a typical water town woman.

With tears in her eyes and a sad face, she blamed Baoyu for taking Daiyu and hugging her inside.

Baoyu wanted to follow up, but Brother Parrot stopped outside and said angrily: "Mama Wang applied the medicine of Peiyuan to the young lady, what are you doing with you?

"I went early in the morning, why haven't I come back yet?

Baoyu called for someone, one counted as one, and all of them were sent to the big kitchen. On the one hand, let the attacker come back as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he had to make up for it! He opened the closet, but did not find the silver bill, so he simply took the gold bills from the juniors of various provinces or rewarded his relatives, and stuffed them to Qingwen.

"Remember! Tell the Liu family, who is in charge of the big kitchen, that it is a little perfunctory, and the second master wants his head!"

"What the hell is going on?"

"What the hell is this?"

Baoyu's face was full of anxiety, pacing back and forth.

The three big maids, along with seven or eight little maids and a group of small maids outside Baoyu's room, swarmed towards the big kitchen. Mother Jia had already fallen asleep, and the golden mandarin duck did not dare to disturb, and Mrs. Wang's courtyard was lively.

Mrs. Wang was lying on the sickbed, her face pale, and she asked eagerly: "I listened to Qingwen's girl's voice, isn't there something wrong with Baoyu?"

A beautiful maid hurriedly came out, followed by another, thirteen or fourteen years old, melon seed face, and proper beauty. Yu Chu'er listened to Mrs. Wang's instructions and went, Jin Chu'er couldn't sit still, and asked carefully, "Grandma, why don't you go too?"

Mrs. Wang had a seizure, beat Jin Chu'er aside, and scolded her: "Are you still going? What are you doing! If you hadn't hooked Baoyu to eat rouge, Baoyu wouldn't have gotten sick, if she hadn't been sick, she wouldn't have Kaiwen Mountain earlier, how could she have been mistaken by Mrs. Xing!"

"My heart and liver, it is difficult to Kaiwen Mountain again, it is difficult to climb to the sky. You don't want to have an accident with this! No, I have to go myself, I have to go. ”

Mrs. Wang reluctantly got up, blood appeared from the corners of her mouth, and she fell back hard. Jin Chu'er stepped forward to help, but was thrown aside by her: "What else are you helping? I can't keep you anymore, so I will find someone to come to my home as soon as possible and let you out. ”

Jin Chu'er trembled like a sifting of chaff, and her face was like gold paper. She is Mrs. Wang's personal maid, a first-class maid in Jiafu, what is it if she goes out? If nothing else, because Baoyu is delicious rouge, is she wronged?

It's better to die!" Jin Chu'er bowed his head and said: "It's just a matter of having Yu Chu, nothing can happen." Madam, your old injury has recurred, so let Jin Chu'er serve you again. ”

After that, he took the decoction and knelt in front of the couch without saying a word.

"Happy, happy!"

Jia Yu inherited the title, and the courtyard was the largest. He has countless concubines, and now he is still thinking about the girl in the Xianglou, and he wants to get a concubine. He didn't want to enter Mrs. Xing's side room, but when he heard the cry from inside, he turned in.

"What's the pleasure?" Jia Yu smiled.

Mrs. Xing dragged her injured body down to salute, called the master, and told the matter of Pit Baoyu with a smile. Jia Yu frowned and said: "Baoyu is the heart and liver of the ancestor, although it is stubborn, it is also the jade character generation who should support the beam." You really shouldn't do that. ”

Mrs. Xing came from an ordinary background, and she was filling in the house and had no heirs. On weekdays, he is careful with Jia Yu everywhere, but today he is happy, Xu is talking about the pain points, and he is rarely coquettish: "You are used to seeing me, but I am not used to it." Why does the old ancestor love Jia Zhengjia so much, and his eyes are nothing to you? Baoyu is the most eye-catching, I want to help you vent your anger!"

She was holding her snow-white arms at the head of the bed, her temper was white, her round face was flushed, and she was still beautiful at a young age. Jia Yu hadn't seen Mrs. Xing's angry appearance for a long time, and her thoughts about taking a concubine faded. He hugged him to bed, tired twice, and even wanted to marry the woman in Xianglou at any time, and it didn't matter whether he married or not. Stroking Mrs. Xing's jet-black hair and smiling.

Mrs. Xing listened to the excitement outside, and said with a smile: "Our second master Bao has missed Kaiwen Mountain, and it is more difficult to open it than to ascend to the sky." Listen, it's hilarious. I'm afraid it's going to Kaiwen Mountain again, something will happen. ”

"Come to think of it, don't make any more trouble. No matter what Baoyu says, it is also the jade character who should support the beam. Jia Yu's mouth was gentle, and the stick was raised, and then gently put down.

Mrs. Xing sneered: "What else am I making trouble? If Baoyu opens Wenshan again, he will not die or be disabled. I see how the old ancestor feels sorry for a wasted person!"