It's just that the mandarin duck is alone, but he wants to catch Caixia and Amber, so naturally he can't catch it, but he still makes the two laugh and joke. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the end, the three of them were tired and panting, and Caixia and Amber also made amends with Mandarin Ducks, so they returned to their respective seats.

At this time, Jia Baoyu and others in the distance looked at Jia Lian's table from a distance and kept talking and laughing, these most decent girls in Rongguo Mansion seemed to be talking and laughing around Jia Lian.

Seeing this, Jia Baoyu was a little congested for no reason, so he walked next to Lin Daiyu, pointed at Jia Lian and the others and asked, "Sister Lin, what do you guess they are talking about?" It seems to be related to the second brother Lian. ”

Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Lian, who was talking and laughing freely in the distance, just like the little green in the thousands of flowers, which was particularly outstanding.

Now that Lin Daiyu is also married to Jia Lian, it stands to reason that with Lin Daiyu's temperament, this matter should be greatly angry.

It's just that Jia Baoyu didn't understand Lin Daiyu in the end.

Lin Daiyu will eat Xue Baochai Shi Xiangyun's vinegar because Lin Daiyu thinks that Xue Baochai and Shi Xiangyun are as equal as herself; But she is so arrogant, but she will never eat the vinegar of a few maids below.

So I saw Lin Daiyu say lightly: "Brother Lian is open-minded and hearty, no wonder those girls like to laugh with him, according to me, Brother Bao, you should leave this alone, think about today's poem topic first." ”

Jia Baoyu finally moved so carefully, but was immediately bored by Lin Daiyu's faint face and answer, so he had to silently go to the other side.

When Jia Lian had eaten enough crabs, he came to the wall where Shi Xiangyun hung the poem title, at this time, the twelve questions of the chrysanthemum poem had been ticked eleven questions, and only the last question of the residual chrysanthemum had not been hooked.

So Jia Lian took the brush and wrote the words 'Yixiang Gongzi' under this title.

Then I only heard Tanchun say: "I also got two sentences on this question, since you have chosen Second Brother Lian, and let you not put the empty window." ”

In this way, the titles of the twelve poems were chosen.

Xue Baochai chosen: "Remembering Chrysanthemum" and "Painting Chrysanthemum" two songs.

Lin Daiyu selected: "Yongdai", "Ask Chrysanthemum", and "Chrysanthemum Dream".

Jia Baoyu chosen: "Visiting Chrysanthemums" and "Planting Chrysanthemums".

Shi Xiangyun selected: "To the Chrysanthemum", "For the Chrysanthemum", and "Chrysanthemum Shadow".

Tanchun chosen: "Hairpin Chrysanthemum".

When everyone transcribed it on rice paper, and each person wrote a poem, everyone praised and commented on it.

Jia Lian looked at it and saw that it was the same as in the original book.

In the end, only Jia Lian's "Remnant Chrysanthemum", which originally belonged to Tanchun, was not written, and everyone urged repeatedly.

I saw Jia Lian writing with a pen:

The orchid condenses the dawn frost, and the shore chrysanthemum shines in the morning light.

Lu Nong Xi smiled at night, and the wind was light and fragrant.

The fine leaves are light and green, and the round flowers are broken and yellow.

is still in the age of the present, and the old age is full of marriage.

After Li Kun and everyone looked at it from the beginning, they only heard Li Kun smile and said, "Wait for me to come from the public commentary." Throughout the text, each has its own aphorism. Today's public comment: "Yongdai" is the first, "Ask the Chrysanthemum" is the second, and "Remnant Chrysanthemum" is the third, I can't help but push Concubine Xiaoxiang as the leader. ”

After listening to it, everyone said that the comments were extremely fair.

Only Lin Daiyu said: "My song is not good, in the end it hurts to be delicate." ”

Li Kun said: "It's clever but good, and it doesn't show the stiffness; In addition, the Lian brothers, accustomed to his concise words, and wrote a lifelike chrysanthemum that will wither, and finally praised the stubborn vitality of the residual chrysanthemum, and the lingering fragrance is still there, and is full of confidence in the coming year's revival. Using things as metaphors, the Lian brothers really have a good mind. ”

Jia Lian's "Remnant Chrysanthemum" at this time was originally a transcription of the original world Tang Taizong's "Endowed with Remnant Chrysanthemum", with Tang Taizong's great mind, how can it be small.

So Jia Lian, who gradually got used to stealing texts, could only be ashamed of everyone's praise.

Everyone commented again, and asked for hot crab again, so they ate it on the big round table.

Jia Baoyu ate crabs, listened to everyone praise Jia Lian in every way, although he also admired Jia Lian's talent, but there was always something wrong in his heart.

Looking at the huge crabs in front of him, he had an idea in his heart, and he actually got a poem, so he read it out in public:

Holding the chela prefers the shade of cinnamon, and pouring vinegar makes Jiang Xing crazy.

The gluttonous king and grandson should have wine, but the rampant son has no intestines.

The umbilical cord is cold and forgetful, and the fingers are stained with fishy washing and fragrant.

Originally a beautiful mouth in the world, Po Xian once laughed and was busy all his life.

When everyone heard this, they applauded one after another, only saying that it was better than the chrysanthemum poem he had made before.

So taking advantage of the interest, Lin Daiyu also improvised a song, but after finishing it, she felt inferior to Jia Baoyu, so she burned herself.

Then Xue Baochai also made a song, and after everyone commented on it, they all thought it was the swan song of eating crabs, so Jia Baoyu also burned the song he made before.

In this matter, everyone's interest in making crab poems was unprecedentedly high, but they racked their brains, but they couldn't make a song that could compete with Xue Baochai.

Just as he was about to give up, he finally heard Shi Xiangyun pointing at Jia Lian and saying, "Everyone is slow, Brother Lian still needs to make a song to finish." ”

Everyone applauded, and Qi said that it was the best.

Jia Lian drank a lot of wine today, so he didn't have any scruples, so he took advantage of the wine, picked up the wine glass, stood up and chanted:

The crab claw is the gold liquid, and the bad mound is Penglai. And you must drink good wine and get drunk on the high platform by the moon.

As soon as this poem that stole the poet immortal Li Bai came out, everyone was shocked.

After Jia Lian drank the wine in the cup wildly and uninhibitedly, Xue Baochai also smiled and burned the one he made.

Only Shi Xiangyun still refused to let go of Jia Lian, and deliberately said: Brother Lian is obviously talented, but every time he does it, he only says a few words, is it perfunctory? Today, I want him to make another long song, everyone says it's good or not! ”

Everyone knew that Shi Xiangyun was deliberately making things difficult, but they all wanted to see if Jia Lian could make a better one, so they even echoed it again and again.

Jia Lian, who was also excited, took advantage of the wine to chant another song by Tang Yanqian in the Qing Dynasty:

The frost in the lake field fell in October, and the crab in the late rice was like a tiger.

Pull the trawl net to take the Saiduo, and pick the waterside goods in the basket.

The vertical and horizontal claws are one foot long, and the condensation iron color contains lake light.

The stone crab has been eaten, which shocked me very much.

I am most tired of the yellow-haired old man who bought it, and the price of ten yuan is too little.

The rich taste is too good, and the sharp umbilicus is better than the umbilicus.

Fill the plate and cook it, and the orange paste sauce is delicious.

A bucket is full of red jade, and the double chela is fragrant.

The shore sold the mud sealed wine, chewed and stopped.

West Wind Zhang Han pondered the perch, can you know if it is abundant?

The cuteness of things is especially hateful, and the taste and smell are taken from the thorns of the green flies.

The intestinal son is called beautiful, and the Buddha is forbidden to run rampant.

Jia Lian held the wine glass, while singing, and drank the wine in the cup from time to time, unable to describe the chic and graceful.

On the side, Shi Xiangyun personally poured wine for him, and Lin Daiyu wrote a transcription for him.

After Jia Lian finished singing the last sentence and drank the last cup, everyone present stood up and applauded! They all looked at the rice paper that Lin Daiyu had transcribed, and then talked to each other.

After a long time, when everyone remembered the author of this long poem, they saw that Jia Lian had fallen drunk on the corridor of the lotus lotus champs.