The New Year's Day after the year should be used to remove the old and welcome the new, the whole family should worship the ancestors, the family should keep the New Year, and the elders should pay homage to their birthdays.

Baoyu also accepted Lan Ge'er's salute and gave him a painting, so that Lan Ge'er could study well, and he would definitely be able to catch up with the spring exam next year.

Jiafu is the Guogong Mansion, a double Guogong, and the third day of the Lunar New Year will enter the palace to congratulate.

This is the matter of the old decree Jia Mu, as well as the Duke of Rongguo Jia Amnesty and the Duke of Ning Guo Jia Jing, Baoyu is not qualified, so he naturally ends up idle.

I practiced bowing and archery for a day on the second day of the Lunar New Year, and on the third day of the Lunar New Year, I thought it would be the same.

Unexpectedly, after just two hours of practice, the sky was bright, and Qingwen came to him and reluctantly gave him a post.

"Master, it's that hypocrite's post, I want you to see you off. I'll just say ignore it, Sister Raider has to show it to you.

Sister Qingwen said, go, or not, I want you to have an idea. ”

"In my opinion, it's better not to go, Jia Yucun is not a good thing!"

Baoyu took the post and read it, inside was Jia Yucun's mellow and powerful font, just looking at the words, it was like seeing a humble gentleman.

"Jinling is a big city, and the dignified five grades are the same as Shang Baoqing's level. ”

Baoyu was shocked once. Jia Yucun is only a top three people, if you want to be an official, at least you have to start from Qipin Zhixian County, but I didn't expect to be a Zhizhou, ruling the 36 counties to which Jinling City belongs, and he is already a high-powered official.

[Jia Yucun is a rootless one, his ancestors have been for several generations, and no one has ever been an official. He didn't have a mentor, how could he start so high? It must be Jia Zheng......

Jia Zheng used the only remaining strength of Jiafu to help him push!]

Baoyu gritted her teeth in hatred. He knew that Jia Zheng and Jia Yucun had some compliments, which were nothing more than Confucian affairs on both sides of the royal road and the law road. I thought it would be to help be a petty official, but I didn't expect it to be Jinling City Mansion Yin.

That Jinling City is the root of Jiafu!

Moreover, if he wants to participate in the Xiucai examination, he must return to his hometown, that is to say, he Jia Baoyu wants to return to Jinling City and participate in the Xiucai examination in Jinling City-

He had tried to kill Jia Yucun, could it be that Jia Yucun hadn't had the heart to kill him?

After thinking about it carefully, Baoyu squinted and smiled: "He is going to make up for the lack of Jinling City Mansion Yin and invite me to say goodbye? At the same time, I also want to show everyone that he Jia Yucun is a humble gentleman!"

"If you want to go, you will naturally go. I'm gone, isn't it also a gentleman?"

Baoyu took out the floral soft topaz square inkstone, took out the bamboo paper and ordinary fragrant ink, and wrote a few lines of small characters. It was torn open and turned into five slender strips of paper.

One is for Qingwen, let the sachet be collected, and you are not allowed to look at it casually. Qingwen is a stinger, but she is also obedient, put away the sachet next to the placket, and look at the posture, even if she wants her life, she will not give it to her.

The other three were given to Wang Shanbao, Jiao Da and Li Gui. It is also to let the good students take care of it, and they are not allowed to watch it casually.

The last one, tucked it up for yourself.

"Mr. Jiao, it seems that I can't practice bows and arrows today, so I went to send Najiayu Village and came back immediately. ”

Jiao Da watched Baoyu lead people away, and tore open the note casually, just to look at it, and stuffed a jar of spirits.

There are only six words on it: Kill me, Jia Yucun.

The lame horse Lingjue leaned over the horse's face, the black donkey's body twisted and fluttered, and he laughed loudly: "What a good grandson, what a clever one." He is so stubborn, how can Jia Yucun dare to do it?

Hypocrite, it's just a good calculation!"

Jiao Da's white beard exploded into blood, and he hated: "It's too troublesome, I'll just kill Jia Yucun." ”

"People are the top three!"

"So what, it's not that I haven't killed people. ”

Jiao Da was drenched in cold, and the ground around him was frozen through, turning into a lump of ice. Seeing him angry, Angang smiled and kicked a jar of spirits.

"Use less strength, aren't you afraid of being stubborn to death?" Don't think about it, then Jia Yucun and Bao Ge'er have a virtue, I'm afraid that they will meet opponents in chess and will meet good talents, where is it easy to deal with?"

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Outside the middle capital, there is a bridge, called the Farewell Bridge.

The farewell bridge is located in the south three miles outside the east city, across the Pearl River, more than 100 zhang long, eight zhang high, enough for eighteen horses to drive in parallel, the boulder pile has no mud bonding, but uses the giant stone to use the wooden tenon method to fit together.

The bridge body is engraved with 12 colorful clothes flying into the sky, and the purple yarn flying sky at the head of the bridge is the most vivid.

This bridge, nicknamed Belli Bridge in market slang, has many allusions to this bridge, and it is located on the main road out of the city, and has become the place where the literati write poems and wine and part. In ancient times, the best place for relatives and friends to send off became the exclusive use of literati, which was also called the Belli Bridge.

The bridgehead was lively, Jia Yucun and Lin Xiuzhu were waiting there, not only these two people, but also a pair of talents and people, almost a hundred and ten people, staggered, so lively.

Jia Yucun sat in the small pavilion at the head of the bridge, and drank the tea offered by Jia Huan with a smile on his face, which can be regarded as receiving the heart of farewell from his beloved disciples.

The literati bid farewell, composing poems is indispensable, and there is a vague convergence of talents, all of which are chapters below the name.

Occasionally, when a spiritual spring of talent gushes out, Jia Yucun will bow down and thank him and put it away properly.

The famous chapters are all written by lifting people, and there are almost more than ten people in this farewell.

In addition to the seven lifters who have been cheated by him, and who suspect him and don't want to have deep friendships, there are dozens of lifters who are familiar to Jia Yucun. Baoyu counted it and sighed that Jia Yu Village had a wide range of travel.

Jia Yucun saw him from a distance and waved his hand.

Baoyu asked Wang Shanbao and Li Gui to stay where they were and went over by themselves.

The literati have never brought their subordinates to each other. These side matters, he also didn't want to touch the glass hearts of the literati.

Far away, Jia Yucun gave up his hand to him, hating Jia Huan so much that he gritted his teeth, and just wanted to gnaw Baoyu alive-

He is a disciple of Jia Yucun, and Baoyu is his elder brother, but the two of them met as if they were intersecting generations. Not to mention, Jia Baoyu also defeated his mentor once.

When Baoyu got closer, Jia Yucun patted Lin Xiuzhu's shoulder, and saw Lin Xiuzhu's face full of guilt, took three steps forward, and bent down to serve tea. Baoyu couldn't go straight, shirked it three times, and saw that everyone couldn't shirk it, so he took it.

After drinking tea, it seems that there is no mustard, talking and laughing.

Seeing that they didn't mean to be red-faced, they were like old friends who had been relieved, and they were quiet for a while.

Jia Yucun drank two glasses of wine with Baoyu and wanted to ask for poetry.

"I have a heart-to-heart relationship with Bao Erye, and I only blame the inferior disciples for being straightforward, which makes people misunderstand us and others. Second Master Bao, Yucun knows that you are talented, can you compose a poem to bid farewell to Yucun?"

"This is natural, Jia Sanjia is a humble gentleman, and Baoyu God has been admired for a long time. ”

After that, Baoyu spread out the bamboo paper on the stone table of the small pavilion, and felt that it was inappropriate, so he took out a ten-button paper of eighty taels of silver, and even the incense ink was replaced with spiritual grease ink.

The fire black is full of thick ink, written in willow script, which has a decisive trend.

"Seeing the silkworm road, it is rugged and not easy to walk.

The mountains rise from the faces of people, and the clouds are beside the horses.

Fangshu cage Qin stack, spring flow around Jinling.

The heave should have been decided, and there is no need to ask Junping. ”

If there is no talent, there is naturally no talent and spiritual spring.

Several people stepped forward to take a look, first looked at Jia Baoyu, saw that his face was full of gentleness and seemed to be reluctant, and then looked at Jia Yucun, his lips trembled slightly, and he was quite moved inexplicably, and he wanted to cry.

So he exclaimed: "What a farewell poem!"

"I always thought that Jia Yucun and Bao Ge'er had a bad heart, but it turned out to be a false rumor. They're all gentlemen!"

"Brother Bao'er's farewell is affectionate, and Jia Sanjia was moved to tears, which should also be. Jia Sanjia, don't bear it, how about the man with tears, he is moving!"

"Seeing the silkworm road, it is rugged and not easy to walk. Brother Bao is worried about Jia Sanjia, he is really a gentleman, and he is most worried about his friends. ”

Jia Yucun carefully put away the paper and sighed: "Bao Erye is atmospheric! The farewell poem I received today is the most important for Bao Erye! This poem is not written with talent, and outsiders are not talented enough to be Bao Erye, and I can see that it was Bao Erye who sent me the first original edition and asked me to write it on my behalf."

Second Master Bao, Yucun is ashamed!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at Jia Baoyu.

Baoyu's face was full of smiles, very emotional, holding Jia Yucun's hand and speechless.

It's just that......

If he had Wang Shanbao's body and bones, he would definitely have to use a little more strength.

Jia Yucun said: "This farewell poem is at least a good article in the famous movement. Bao Erye's heart, Yucun was ashamed. It's just that this is a silkworm road, which is rugged and not easy to walk......

You only need to cross a few high mountains to go to Jinling, although the mountains are high and the road is far away, it is not so steep, Bao Erye, you don't have to worry. ”

Baoyu said with tears in her eyes: "After all, the road is far away, and there is no mountain bandit road tyrant, which harmed the lives of the predecessors of Yucun." ”

"Haha, the second master is too worried. ”

"Jia Sanjia is a top three, don't worry. ”

The literati comforted them, and when they saw that Jia Yucun and Baoyu were still holding hands, they seemed to have more to say, and they gradually dispersed. Only the two of them remained, and finally parted.

Jia Yucun sent Lin Xiuzhu back, and let Jia Huan leave, and said with a warm smile: "Second Master Bao, have you caught enough?"

Baoyu shook her head, retracted her hand, and looked at her fingers with a little pity.

When I came, I obviously asked Qingwen to help sharpen my nails, but this Jia Yucun wore hand protection, which was extremely boring.

He chuckled and said, "What a Jia Sanjia, my first original version is plain and black." I thought that if you couldn't help but write, I said I didn't send you the first original ......

This first edition is original, and it can be given away casually?"

"Aren't you the same?"

Jia Yucun's smile did not fall, and said: "Thousands of blows are still tough, and the wind is blowing." Second Master Bao, you are not Ren Er, but waiting for Xiuzhu to make the biggest trouble, or even waiting for me to come forward to criticize and step on my head to go straight to the sky.

Second Master Bao, it's so calculating. Jia has seen it. ”

"It's a pity that I didn't step on it. ”

Baoyu's face was full of unfinished expression, and the corners of Jia Yucun's eyes twitched. If he came forward by himself, it would really make Baoyu step on it.

Now Jia Baoyu stepped on him, including him, a total of eight people raised their heads, but said that they did not step on it. He has only two small feet, and he can trample the heads of eight people?

It's too greedy......

Baoyu just smiled, pursed his lips and said, "Jia Sanjia, it's a long way to Jinling City......

You have become an official, the dignified Jinling City Mansion Yin, I naturally can't do anything about you, it's just ......

On this road to becoming an official, I hope to take care of yourself. ”