Chapter 142: Late Spring Funeral Flowers
In the late spring of March, the peach is scorching. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
The six peach trees on both sides of the corridor in the backyard of the Lin Mansion are blooming, and when the wind blows, I don't know how many flowers and butterflies fall. Lin Lan likes to put a few cases, a pot of sake, a few plates of snacks, and you can spend an afternoon.
He doesn't like the distilled soju, it's too strong, it burns his throat, Yun Xiaofan inherited his skills, and the soju that was compressed every day was given to the blood disciples, Lin Lan had nothing to do here, and the most important thing was to watch it in the Lin Mansion, so as not to attract the opposite sex to the two pieces of "jade" in the east and west compartments.
"Young Master, the new rules of the Lin Mansion that you promulgated yesterday are so strange."
Lin Lan took a sip of sake into her stomach, suddenly felt comfortable, the spring breeze was like a bath, the peach blossoms were charming, and she smiled: "What's strange?" ā
"Men and women are not allowed to hold hands in parallel, who will hold hands in parallel? Shunyo usually doesn't even dare to touch her sister's hand. ā
"If you don't dare, it doesn't mean you don't dare."
"That'...... Men and women are not allowed to visit each other's doors? What man would dare to enter a woman's boudoir? ā
"Someone dares. Otherwise, do you think the young master's rule is an ornament? ā
In order to keep these two pieces of jade from each other, Lin Lan was also troubled and came up with a lot of ways. Although some of them have lost food due to choking, it is worth it more than anything else to prevent the tragedy from happening.
Shunyo squatted under a peach tree and said, "Young master...... Shun Yu felt that if Miss Daiyu and Young Master Bao were really wishful thinking, and as you said, the old ladies in Jiafu did not agree, you should help Young Master Bao and let the two of them achieve positive results. ā
Lin Lan's wine jug was placed on a few cases, and he squinted his eyes and smiled: "Shunyu...... Why are you so right? ā
"Hehe, the young master has won the award, and Shunyo learned it from you." Smoothly took a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth. In terms of eating, Shunyo has never been rude in front of Lin Lan.
Lin Lan picked up a piece of red bean cake between his fingers and said, "I still think that Slender West Lake should be the bathhouse of our Lin Mansion." Is it realistic? ā
Lin Lan has already considered this problem, not to mention that the big tree of Jiafu is not something that Lin Lan can shake, even if his Jiafu becomes a broken household, this Jia Baoyu's marriage is not something that he can manage as an outsider, unless he changes his surname to Lin in this world, then it is estimated that it is feasible to go down with a holy decree.
But is this realistic? It seems to be a bit difficult. Since this is the case, it is better to break up this pair of hard-working mandarin ducks who cannot be together after all.
Shun Yu stopped talking, got up and stood next to Lin Lan.
In late spring, the weather was sunny, and the master and servant of the east chamber also came out for a walk to enjoy the flowers, and when they saw Lin Lan sitting under the peach blossom bush, their footsteps suddenly seemed to be stained with glue, and they couldn't move.
Baoyu saw Lin Lan's familiar appearance, and didn't take care of it.
Brought a set of "Huizhen Ji", walked to a stone under the peach blossom and sat down, unfolded "Huizhen Ji", and played from the beginning. I was seeing the "red array", only to see a gust of wind passing, blowing most of the peach blossoms on the tree, and falling all over the ground. Baoyu was about to tremble, but he was afraid that his footsteps would be trampled, so he had to carry the petals and prepare to scatter them into the pool of the water pavilion behind.
Lin Lan saw Baoyu with a bouquet of flowers, and sneered, "This slut is hypocritical." ā
Just thinking about it, the three masters and servants also came out of the West Chamber, and they all happened to get together.
Daiyu carries a flower hoe on her shoulders, a flower bag hangs on the hoe, and a flower broom in her hand. Regardless of what Lin Lan was doing under the peach tree, he was alone under the peach blossom tree near the west chamber. The snow geese and purple cuckoos on one side also helped, gathering the fallen flowers.
When Baoyu came back from the pond and saw Daiyu picking up flowers among the flowers, he said, "Okay, okay, come and sweep up these flowers and put them in that pool." I've just left some of them there. ā
Daiyu shook her head and said, "It's not good to be in the water." You see that the water here is clean, and this pond leads to the river outside, and only one goes out, and the place where there are people is dirty and smelly, and the flowers are still collapsed. In the corner of the wall of the west chamber, I have a flower mound, and now I have swept it, put it in this silk bag, and bury it with soil. ā
"It's still thoughtful."
The two of them swept the accumulated fallen flowers on the ground together, forgetting that Lin Lan was still sitting there not far away. Seeing this situation, Lin Lan's face became even more ugly. Funeral flowers, this is to bury your life.
Shunyo looked at the scene in front of him enviously, and murmured: "What a match......"
Daiyu was about to go back to the West Chamber, and Baoyu couldn't help but want to follow up.
"Ahem! Ahem! ā
Hearing the coughing sound from among the flowers, Baoyu suddenly felt a chill behind her, and remembered the new rules of the Lin Mansion that she had just heard about yesterday, and her feet trembled. Male and female rooms are not allowed to be intertwined...... He retracted his steps to follow, and looked at Daiyu's departing back.
Seeing Daiyu enter the West Chamber, Lin Lan got up and said, "Let's go." ā
"Huh? Master, don't make a fuss. ā
Lin Lan pressed Shunyo to the ground and said with a smile: "Eat your snacks." ā
"Men's and women's wings are not allowed to string each other, why do you ......"
Lin Lan stepped across the crescent moon gate and said with a smile: "I am in charge of my territory, and the rules are set for others, including you, of course." ā
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went to the West Chamber, but the original Qinglian was no more, and the original rogue scholar became a young master. Lin Lan was in a trance for a while, and only heard a whining sound from the corner of the wall.
He looked towards it, and all he could hear:
Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, who has mercy on the red incense?
The gossamer is soft and fluttering, and the flocculent is lightly stained with the embroidery curtain.
The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring twilight, and is full of sorrow;
Hand hoe the flowers out of the embroidery curtain, endure the falling flowers back and forth.
Liu Siyu Ying is from Fangfei, regardless of Tao Piao and Li Fei;
Taoli can be sent again next year, who will know in the boudoir next year?
The incense nest in March has been built, and the swallows between the beams are too ruthless!
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"What are you doing!" Daiyu was suddenly startled, the flower hoe had just been put down, but the flower sac containing the flower was taken away by Lin Lan. The poignancy of the funeral flowers was interrupted mercilessly halfway through.
"You want to bury the flowers, have you asked if the flowers are willing?"
Daiyu cried and cried, and said, "Can flowers speak?" ā
Lin Lan's words were sharp, "Falling red is a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers." You only want to bury it in the flower mound with clear eyes and pure heart, how do you know that it is willing to turn into nourishment and give back to the mother tree. All things are reincarnated, there is a fixed number, why do you need to be buried! ā
Daiyu was directly frightened by Lin Lan's counting, and she couldn't say a word to refute.
"People should always be optimistic, always crying and crying, frowning and lamenting, hurting the body and hurting the spirit, why bother?"
Daiyu didn't know what to say, with a sad attitude, Lin Lan was very distressed.
He picked up Daiyu and said, "I don't blame you for anything, it's just that you always cry like this, and your body can improve." Since you are your brother, I always hope that you are good, so don't worry about yourself like this anymore. ā
"Falling red is a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. Whose sentence is this? Didn't you do it, big brother? ā
Lin Lan was stunned for a moment, this little sister was really a fan of poetry, and immediately smiled and said: "Naturally, it wasn't me, a mountain man surnamed Gong made it, it was just hearsay." ā
Daiyu savored the philosophy in the poem and muttered, "That must be a master." ā