Everyone stared at Jia Cong, and Jia Cong in the corner didn't see him thinking, or pondering, slowly raising sandalwood chopsticks to pick up vegetables and eating.

In large households, especially wealthy families, a wine order, a poem, you can see the depth of a person, generally in ancient times, whether poor or rich, the banquet has its own game, the rich are elegant, the poor are civilian. But Grandma Liu's drinking order in the Grand View Garden can also communicate with the rich.

For example, Li Kun's question "Guanyin does not have a family biography", Shi Xiangyun couldn't answer it, and Lin Daiyu answered correctly "in stopping at perfection", even for an ancient, the requirements for cultural literacy are extremely high, first of all, you need to be familiar with the four books, and secondly, you need to understand the four books. "In the end", "Guanyin is not there", the best is the "family biography", and it can be pushed to Sima Qian's book and family.

Those who are not familiar with the story are naturally like falling into the fog, like Xue Pan, who does not learn and has no skills, will only say "My daughter is sad, marrying a man is a turtle", and laughed ashamedly.

Of course, because the wine order of the rich is too elegant, they are not born with it, but they have been exposed to it since childhood, and for ordinary people, it lacks interest, and the same is true of couplets.

Jia Cong couldn't help but think of coming to this world inexplicably six years ago, in order to integrate into this circle, he worked hard, but to put it bluntly, these things are useless to reality, so he will communicate with wealthy beauties.

Jia Baoyu's lips were red and his teeth were white: "If you can't take it, you have to punish yourself for three cups." ”

"Slow." Jia Cong twisted his body, because the wound of the court staff had not yet healed completely, he could only sit on half of his buttocks, and said casually: "The concubine's heart is broken, and the pity is full of Sijun's tears." The concubine is heartbroken, the concubine is sad, and the wanderer is in the end. ”

He is a pun, the wanderer has a long way to go, and the feeling of being a human being in two lives can be solved by no one except himself.

Jia Xichun's eyes flickered: "How is it?" ”

Lin Daiyu exclaimed: "The beginning and the end are combined, the truth is flat, no matter the poem, it is nothing more than these eight words, and it is the right topic." Since it is "The Words of the Woman", of course, you have to think about it, you want to break it until it is broken, and you have finished saying what Sister Bao said, how to turn it next? ”

The difficulty of the couplet can be said to be higher than the difficulty of the lantern riddle, although this order is not limited to rhyme, but two by two rhymes are also necessary, and all kinds of taboos can not be made in the real world, and they must be thought out in just a few seconds, and the speed of the brain can be imagined.

In fact, Jia Cong's four sentences are still the idea of Baguwen, he is a Bagu master, and the poems since the Ming Dynasty have this characteristic, Baguwen is heavy and lacks spirituality, from this point of view, Baguwen is really poisonous, and the poetry of the Ming and Qing dynasties cannot surpass the Tang and Song dynasties.

Jia Tanchun said: "How can it be difficult to stop him if he can write a poem on the imperial theme in front of the emperor of Renhua Palace?" It's the turn of Second Brother Bao. ”

Shi Xiangyun was already impatient: "Second brother! Hurry up, I've got you covered! ”

Jia Baoyu was bored and found it boring.

He is not without talent, "Hibiscus Daughter" and "Concubine's Words" are all talented, but he can't be too restricted, otherwise like the poems of the Daguanyuan Poetry Society, Jia Baoyu is at the end, Jia Cong is worthy of being born in eight shares, and the road is blocked very badly by undertaking the topic, so that Jia Baoyu didn't turn around for a long time: "Whoop the wild goose in the sky, Lao Ru sent clothes...... Clothes ......"

"Oops!" Shi Xiangyun was so anxious that he got up to shoot the case: "Whoop the geese in the sky, Lao Ru sends clothes; Wait for the cold, don't fly to others. ”

"Second Master Bao and Miss Shi have violated the order and punished themselves with three cups." With a finger like a mandarin duck and onion, Jia Baoyu drank it reluctantly, and Shi Xiangyun said happily: "No!" No way! It was the second brother who violated the order first, and changed it from me, two sentences per person. ”

Everyone also thought it was good, and Xing Xiuyan said lightly: "When I see Lang at the end of the world, I don't say that my concubine is sad." ”

"Well turned!" Lin Daiyu was stunned, Jia Yingchun and Jia Xichun couldn't think of it for a while, Jia Tanchun continued: "Lang Jun asks each other, and I wish to say that Lang is still like Lang when he is there." ”

Jia Mu is complicated and difficult to speak, even though she doesn't know poetry very well, but it can be seen that compared to Jia Cong, Jia Baoyu is not as good as anywhere. On poetry, Jia Cong's "Renhua Palace's Fengyu Title Huangchao Works" has spread all over the world, Jia Zheng wrote back and said, "In this poem, the original three-foot children can still recite, and today's Cong'er has been the domestic Wenzong." On the eight-strand text, Jia Baoyu is not a talent, he only knows how to have fun, and he picks and chooses, and Jia Cong has a good model text regardless of the county government or the township hall, which has become a work studied by today's readers. In terms of how to deal with things, Jia Baoyu is not to mention......

Is my old woman's vision really looking at the wrong person?

However, now she can't change anything, now the most promising person to support the Jia family is Jia Cong, and only Jia Cong, if it was in the past, she would have to show that she didn't like it, but today is different.

"I won't come to poetry, sister-in-law Zhu continues." Wang Xifeng is just a passerby on this occasion, she really can't, it's okay to tell a joke.

Li Kun didn't think much about it: "If you are not a concubine, you will be sad, and Lang will be sad and worried." ”

This turned more and more uncontrollable, Li Wen and Li Qi preferred to drink, but they were restrained by Lin Daiyu: "Lang Jun is worried and easy to become ill, and the concubine is sad and sad about the nature of the concubine." ”

"Lang Jun is worried and easy to become ill, and the concubine is sad and sad, and the concubine's nature is ......" Jia Baoyu thought distractedly: "Is this Sister Lin herself?" ”

Xue Baoqin looked out the window: "The full moon is as full as a mirror, and there is a concubine in the mirror." ”

Shi Xiangyun's anxious son ignored the regulations: "Yuan Ming wants to take care of the concubine, and the gentleman should want to stay in the mirror." ”

"It's a bit of a "Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" flavor." Jia Cong said with a smile: "The two are separated by 10,000 miles, and they are fortunate to meet at the same time. ”

The mandarin duck couldn't take care of them, and Xue Baochai continued: "Concubine Wude turned into a concubine, and talked with Lang in the middle of the month?" ”

"Sister Bao, is this a feeling?" Lin Daiyu concluded: "Poor full moon is sometimes missing, and the shadow of the monarch and concubine is gone." ”

Shi Xiangyun was distracted: "Sister Lin's couplet, why is it so sad?" ”

"This is her style, aren't "Funeral Flowers" and "Autumn Window Wind and Rain Words" all like this?" Jia Cong said: "Baochai is different from her, one is a half-rolled Hunan curtain and a half-closed door, and the other is a cherished Fangzi daytime door. ”

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The imperial garden behind the Daming Palace, a gorgeous dragon boat, traveling on the blue waves, the only cold plum cut in the cold winter, the dragon boat goes to the west side of the Luan Palace, then you hear the sound of the strings and the wailing endlessly.

"In the inner courtyard of the deep palace, who made this lamentation?" Emperor Yongle stood on the bow of the boat, covered his head and ears with warm ears, and said dishappily.

On the deck of the ship, the red mud small stove, the green ant new roasted wine, the virtuous concubine Jia Yuanchun held a glass of warm wine: "Your Majesty, the Luan Palace, the Feng Palace, is the residence of the concubines of the previous dynasty, the concubine entered the palace when she was a female history, and she was fortunate to be blessed with the sixth bureau and the twenty-fourth division, and she had entered these two places, and it was the concubine Zhuang of the previous dynasty who played the piano, and she was ...... because she failed to seal the concubine."

"How old is this Concubine Zhuang?" Emperor Yongle has an ape-like heart.

Jia Yuanchun said strangely: "It should only be in his twenties." ”

At the beginning, his eldest son Prince Yizhong had an affair with his concubine, and Emperor Yongle was angry, and sent the concubine into the Huanyi Bureau, and was abused by female officials for life, but he was in the same vein as the Ling family, greedy and lustful, but in front of the concubine, Emperor Yongle was also embarrassed to go in, turned around and returned, the eunuch of the six palaces, the chief of the internal affairs office Xia Shouzhong bowed and followed, a eunuch came in and whispered, Xia Shouzhong preached: "Master, Henan Xuezheng Jia Zheng entered Beijing to report on his work, and he is kneeling outside the palace to see." ”

"It's deep winter, so he doesn't have to see him, let's go back for the New Year." Emperor Yongle waved his sleeves, his eyes were gloomy: "Ai Fei, I am thinking of your father, and I will reward you with a glass of good wine today." ”

In the Luan Palace, a female palace wearing a costume was holding a cloth and brought it in: "Concubine Zhuang, this is the Queen Mother's reward for you." ”

Concubine Zhuang on the side of the piano case got up and knelt down: "I don't know why the Queen Mother rewarded her concubines?" ”

Nagong Zheng sneered: "As a concubine of the former dynasty, seducing the emperor of the dynasty, do you still want to live?" ”

Concubine Zhuang was sad.