Baizhang Wenshan is majestic and magnificent, although it has been entered many times, it still makes people's hearts break.

Seventy-five simmers burned in a row, spreading all the way up the mountainside, illuminating them transparently and full of splendor. Among them, the top simmer was particularly hot, and the flames were churning for more than ten feet, and the simmer on the top was to ignite.

Boom~ Talents gather into the wind, the wind helps the fire, and the flames are raging.

At this time, at an infinite height in the sky, there were faint meteors falling. One, two, three...... Baoyu counted carefully, smiled even more, and sneered: "Seven, it turned out that it was seven people who suppressed me." Jia Yucun, you really look up to me. ”

He stretched out his hands to try it, the legend of the suppression of the literary position.

I saw the meteors shooting down, and gradually saw the appearance clearly, and when I got closer, it was only more than ten zhang away from the top of the mountain, which was even more frightening.

These seven meteors have changed into various shapes. Among them is a longbow, with a horn head and a strong string, hard as the ice of eternity, shining sharply, and the weaker ones are folding fans, halberds, books, and ring rulers. It is nearly twice smaller than the longbow, and it is also 100,000 zhang square.

Compared with the things that have been transformed by these coercion, Baoyu's Baizhang Wenshan is like an ant under his feet!

Baoyu only felt that his body was oppressed by heavy objects, and seventy-five simmering fires seemed to be poured with cold water, and only inches of flame remained, barely revealing some warmth. He looked at the weakest, and the last, two coercions, and suddenly he was startled and grinned.

The last two, one is a cup of tea, green jade pattern, obviously the owner of the coercion has a weak temperament, and he is a real gentleman. The other is transformed into a tiger pattern, and its owner has a strong temperament, and he is not a person who can hide things.

[Without a sword, how can there be no sword? Jia Yucun used "Sword Yin" to move the world, and its coercion will inevitably turn into a long sword, and it cannot be one of these coercive visions. This is the other seven lifters, and there is no Jia Yucun among them!]

Baoyu shook her head and wanted to quit Wenshan.

Seven people oppressed together, and to be honest, it was uncomfortable. He is not a masochist, he just wants to try the feeling of suppression of the position, so that he can deal with it in the future, and he will not suffer next to him. It's just that Jia Yucun is really a difficult person to deal with, and he wanted to fight back absolutely and pull Jia Yucun into the water, but he obviously miscalculated.

[It's okay.] No matter what, these seven people will not veto my character for no reason, and there must be Jia Yucun who will help the trouble. As long as I fight back, Jia Yucun will not be able to escape the implication. 】

The suppression of the civil position will only be produced if the talent and the student are raised. If people deny the character and actions of the parties from the heart, heaven and earth have their own induction, which will inevitably lead to the suppression of literary positions. And at the level of Jinshi, the Heaven and Earth Supreme Reason is in control, and it is enough to speak the law, and there is no need for these at all.

Thinking of this, Baoyu's body rippled, and she wanted to withdraw from Wenshan.

Suddenly, seventy-five simmers burned, and a smell like sandalwood, far superior to sandalwood, permeated the wings of the nose. He looked in astonishment, only to see a vermilion brocade slamming out under the seventy-five simmers.

This vermilion splendid was ignited by the simmer, like a fire dragon dozens of zhang long. Dancing his claws, he struck at the sky with seven coercions. It is only a length of tens of zhang, how can it be confronted by the coercion measured in tens of thousands of zhang? As soon as the string light of the longbow flashed, the flame was lost, and only the wisps of vermilion yarn with three flashes of light were scattered on the Baizhang Wen Mountain.

Boom!

Baoyu returned to his senses with angry eyes, and his talent burned brightly, turning into righteousness like a dragon. He smashed the small table in Li Kun's room with one palm, and suddenly stood up.

Gritting his teeth, he shouted angrily: "Jia Yucun, that longbow lifts people! I swear to you that I will not give up!"

Li Kun hurriedly asked, "Is this ...... What's wrong? I saw you enter Wenshan, what happened?"

"It's nothing, they have been filthy to me for too long, and they should teach me a lesson. ”

Bowed his hand and said first: "Sister-in-law, rest for the time being, I will take care of one or two, and I will let those who implicate the innocent fail miserably!"

...

It took a long time to come three miles away, but when I went back, it only took half a cup of tea.

Wang Shanbao and Li Gui were shirtless and polished their bodies with a thousand catties of stone grinders; Qingwen and Musk Yue played simplified small chess; attacked people and were virtuous, and only played fun on the side. Seeing Baoyu running in, they all hurriedly dispersed and chased Baoyu in.

Baoyu retracted his blazing righteousness, and his body suddenly became weak, but he couldn't care about it, and went straight to the blue yarn cupboard.

Mama Wang stopped him and said, "Second Master Bao, my girl is asleep, otherwise...... Are you busy with something else?"

"Am I stupid?"

Baoyu became angry, lifted the cyan gauze tent, and went straight in.

Li Kun's sister-in-law said: There are more advanced ghosts and spirits who have left a mark on him, so that other ghosts and spirits like him. I thought it was given by Scrooge, but I didn't take it seriously, but I didn't expect that it was given by Daiyu.

The vermilion splendor, he recognized, was a kind of red sleeve fragrance.

Lin Daiyu lay on the carved wooden chaise longue, wrapped it tightly in a brocade Suliuyun blanket, and buried her head and face. Baoyu asked the attackers who followed up to make soup and medicine, ignited their talents, hugged them with blankets, and sent them to the kang.

"What are you pretending to be? Obviously injured. Baoyu muttered as she lifted Daiyu's blanket. Daiyu is also a weak body, and she rarely lies on the chaise longue. It was a sudden pain, and I just lay down.

Daiyu turned her face, spat him, and said unadmittedly: "Where I was injured, I was tired." ”

Baoyu smiled perfunctorily, covered her with a thick satin quilt, and when she tugged her hand into the quilt, she was suddenly stunned. I saw that Lin Daiyu's left hand was decorated with a vermilion brocade veil, which was about ten inches when pulled out, and each inch had ten points of crystal, like tears and crystal things.

Staring at the 'crystal' reflecting the sunlight outside the window, Baoyu's heart throbbed, and unconsciously, she thought of such an uncomfortable thing as tears. [It's really like tears, tears ......] Baoyu clenched his palms, his finger bones turned white, and he dragged through the vermilion brocade and began to count.

It's less than ten inches, it's three centimeters off, it's not a hundred drops of 'crystal', it's three drops less.

He suddenly thought that there was a flame burning on Wenshan, and there were also three points of crystal on it.

"Mama Wang......" he snorted.

Mama Wang is Daiyu's nurse, in terms of seniority, she is Baoyu's elder, but Baoyu's gentle face in the past looks like a thunderstorm, very dull, a little frightened. She had never seen Baoyu angry to such an extent.

Looking at Lin Daiyu, Baoyu stopped her and said, "Let you say, you just say, what do you want your girl to do?"

Mama Wang smiled bitterly and said, "My girl has a hundred crystal tears, which are her life." Now it costs three drops ......"

"Mama Wang!" Lin Daiyu interrupted her, glared at Baoyu and said, "Why are you bullying my nurse?" If I hadn't been able to use only three, I wouldn't have had an accident, and I wouldn't have helped you. It's a pity, if it's fifty drops, I don't look at that kind of coercion. ”

"Fifty drops will take your half-life......" Baoyu shook his head, and the rest of the words were not spoken.

What to say? Needless to say. He walked over to the desk, picked up a piece of bamboo paper and wrote, and after thinking about it, he wrote seven more sheets in a row. It's all posts, except for the one for Jia Yucun, the rest are not signed.

He called Wang Shanbao over and asked Jia Zheng to send it.

...

In the middle capital, a wave of news suddenly rolled up.

There are more than 100 students and talents vying to run, spreading the news of Baoyu's new store opening and inviting literati and scholars. This is simply a self-spilling of sewage, which makes the middle capital city raise people below and talk about it.

"Second Master Bao is going to open a store again, what is the reason?"

"Businessmen despise, if it was just before, it was for disaster relief, what should I do now?"

"He is willing to fall for money. Phew, what is the second master of Bao, there is no need to call the second master of Bao in the future, just let him be busy and rich idler. The bamboo prodigy is right, he is a subordinate!"

Hearing the discussion of outsiders, Liu Shengquan smiled bitterly and said to the people around him: "What is Second Master Bao doing?

"Let's do it, I believe that Bao Er Ye has his own coping. Second Master Bao said that he wanted to add fuel to the fire, could it be ......?"

"Shhh Just do things. ”

For three days in a row, the discussion was even worse, as long as there were students and talents, they were almost household names. It stands to reason that the people will not participate in Baoyu's affairs, and Baoyu is a member of the family, and they have lost their identity for no reason. I heard that Jiafu published eight posts in a row and invited eight people to raise people, so this interest also rose.

Jia Yucun was practicing calligraphy, took the post, and said without raising his head: "Since this is the case, I know." ”

Jia Dairu looked around at the grass house, his eyes were full of elegance and simplicity, and his old eyes narrowed and said, "Jia Sanjia, is it okay for the old man to say something?"

Jia Yucun raised his head at this time, put down his wonderful pen and said, "It's okay to say it." ”

"Old Jia Dairu, trespassing. ”

Jia Dairu's mouth was respectful, but his old eyes were cold, and his voice was cold: "You said that the old decay is pitiful, appreciable, pity, and lamentable, and now the old decay will go back again." Bao Erye gave Lao Yu two first editions of the famous song, so that Lao Yu is expected to achieve a humanistic position. Dare to ask Jia Sanjia, who can be rewarded? Who can be lamented!"

Without waiting for Jia Sanjia to speak, he sneered: "Don't say what the poor are, what the lamentable ones are." Jia Sanjia, you only need to know that the old and decayed fifty zhang Wenshan, once you become a lifter, it may not have overshadowed your day. Old decay, no matter what clever calculations you and the master have, you only recognize one dead reason. In this way, Jia Sanjia can be regarded as understanding?"

Jia Yucun's smile remained unchanged and nodded slightly.

"In this way, the old decay retired. ”

Lin Xiuzhu watched Jia Dairu go out, his face was cloudy, and he said angrily later: "Teacher, he is threatening you." But how can an old talent be so arrogant?"

Jia Yucun shook his head and continued to practice calligraphy.

Is it arrogant? He doesn't think so. On the contrary, he felt that Jia Dairu was affectionate and loyal.

It's just a pity that I followed the wrong person.

A copy came out, the pen was not exposed, and the pen bones were round, as if he was a person. Jia Yucun picked up the calligraphy and read it, he was quite satisfied, and said with a smile: "It's good to practice calligraphy, and it's more comfortable than anything else." Xiuzhu, don't go out these days, practice calligraphy with the teacher. ”

"But this invitation ......"

"Whatever?" Jia Yucun picked up the invitation and put it in the charcoal basin.

is getting closer and closer to the Xiucai big exam, and he doesn't think that Baoyu has the ability to turn things around.