Yindie hurriedly sent flower scissors and said, "Wan'er will return your old one." Uncle wants him to serve Baozhu, and he won't be able to come for a while, for fear of missing your old business. I also want me to thank you for being old, saying that after learning a lot of your skills, the male and female branches can be recognized. Lao Ye's mother smiled: "I also learned it in vain elsewhere, if I don't teach people to learn, I can't take it to the soil?" ”

Yindie saw the color screen from afar, hurriedly said goodbye to Ye's mother, crossed the Qinfang Bridge with her clothes, and went up to inquire. Caiping said: "The girl went to Miss Lin, you go quickly." Yindie said: "Miss Lin is here, it's not easy to say. So he came to the warm incense dock with the color screen, and sat in the room with the color screen. Because he asked: "The statue of the Bodhisattva that the uncle asked, do you know that there is one?" ”

Caiping frowned and said: "The girl's "Grand View Map" is still too busy, only to hear that Miaoyu recorded poems and compiled a book in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the girl asked him to help her go this time. That night there was a thief, and the old lady almost bluffed to death, so the girl was alerted, as long as she rushed out as soon as possible, and handed over the old lady's errand. ”

In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, in front of the screen window, Daiyu looked at the parrot outside the window of the Moon Cave, and the parrot on the shelf tilted his head to look at Miaoyu under the window - watching him sit in front of him and write. Daiyu recited: "Lilac knot hibiscus silk", and the parrot listened to it and said: "It's not a pearl sword." ”

Miaoyu smiled and praised "good and clever parrot brother", and said to Daiyu: "Zijuan is your girl, originally called Brother Parrot, this one is not like your girl, but like a scholar who reads with you." Zijuan heard it out of nowhere, and said with a smile: "The same thing is said in the mouth of the second master Bao. He also said that our girl had taken a parrot as a disciple. ”

Miaoyu also recorded what the parrot said, nodded and said, "That's it, Xiangling received it earlier." Daiyu couldn't help laughing and said: "This is easy to learn, Xiangling is easy to ask, and I am not the only master - this bird also worshipped Baoyu as a teacher, Xiangling also worshipped Bao Yatou a pedant, and Yun Yatou a poet." ”

Speaking of Xiangyun, because of the saying: "The cloud girl is very happy, if you follow the congratulations of the golden silk, one is vulgar, and the other is not as complete as this set." Let's rush a volume out, Ming'er sent Baoyu to send it, there are poems in it, wouldn't they all be congratulated? Just now I said that the thirteen rhymes of your Mid-Autumn Festival night couplet must be recorded, and that's why. ”

Miaoyu said happily: "I should have congratulated him, a monk is not easy to congratulate." When you came like this, not only did you congratulate, but you also congratulated you on a coincidence. Just one thing: you know the customs of our Gusu, this congratulatory gift, less than two, never sent the same. As if he and Bao Erye were good children, I recommended myself to draw a picture of the general concubine, and went over with this "Yihong Collection", which was cheap and in pairs. ”

Dai Yu smiled before she could speak, and said, "Zijuan just said that you said what Baoyu said in her heart, and what you said in your mouth is what Baoyu said in her heart." Miaoyu thought about it, it was boring, she didn't make a sound, she just listened to Daiyu say: "You just said "Yihong Collection", this name is good, it's him, you can write it." ”

Miaoyu said: "The third girl is good at writing, the word 'Yihong' is on the plaque of Bao Erye's door, and the two of them don't stick to which one, just ask a question for Ming'er." For the sake of Miss Yun, it is natural to be a pleasure. Daiyu listened to what he said, and it was reasonable, so she put it away and recited a poem to transcribe it to him.

Daiyu saw Xichun coming in and said with a smile: "You came just in time, look at your poems we recorded, there are no mistakes." Xichun looked at the pages and said, "It's all here, that's it." returned the book of poems, and Miaoyu said: "Although Yanhong is also good at painting, it is inconvenient for me to ask him, so I come to beg you." Please draw yourself, so help me paint Miss Lin's second brother as well.

Miss Lin's eyebrows and eyes seem to be happy or not, I am normal in the characters, even if I paint in front of him at the moment, I can't draw his emotional charm. I barely painted "Shuangyan Picture" that day, and the second brother who came later, although he also painted it, but I looked at it, and I always felt that my heart was not the second brother - like a fake person, like a six-eared macaque who took Sun Dasheng. ”

Daiyu smiled: "I annoy him to record poems, and you also bother him!" I don't know, and I said that the two of us made an appointment with him. I want him to paint the general for me, and you want him to paint the garden, but he says it's urgent, you say, which one should he paint first? ”

Xichun said: "The capable work more, the wise think more, the benevolent say more, and the Buddhists are compassionate, and they are like this." Miaoyu smiled: "I helped Miss Lin, all beings are equal, but you can't help it." It's just that 'the origin of the attitude can't be drawn', and the painting is not as good as yours at that time, but don't unjustly kill Mao Yanshou. ”

After Miaoyu finished recording this volume, she went back to the nunnery to do her evening homework and asked her mother: "My ancestor has a story, can the master tell the senior sister?" The mother was shocked and asked, "Why did my sister ask this, but what did you hear?" Master explained on his deathbed that it was time to tell his sister. Miaoyu is very talented, she has already guessed six or seven out of ten, no need to ask, and go back to the bedroom, and read and think carefully about King Heng and Lin Siniang in the song.

When I was overwhelmed with emotion, I opened the brocade and sat on the Linghua, and saw that the eyes were full of moonlight, and the cheeks flew to the morning glow, and the self-envy overwhelmed the peach blossoms, and bullied the peony. In a trance, he actually recognized Lin Siniang, and chanted the "Sister-in-law's Words" lightly in the center of his mouth.

Over and over again, love is pity, and the chivalrous tenderness of the fat hero is considerate. chanted to "Lin Siniang, the general of the concubine, ordered Qin Ji to drive Zhao Nu", and said in his heart: "This Siniang's surname is Lin, and Miss Lin is also surnamed Lin, if it is not a coincidence, it is the poet's intention." ”

With one heart, he went to experience the poetic heart, and said: "Baoyu treats Miss Lin like King Heng, he has the old name of 'Jiangdong Flower King' when he was a child; Ming'er and Baoyu became married, and his nickname of 'Concubine Xiaoxiang' and 'Jiangdong Flower King' were caught right - I thought it was a providence in the dark, but I didn't think of it first. ”

The plan is even more restrained, and the draft is finalized for a while, and he put a pen in front of the ink, and he holds the tube with his hands, Yu Hanyun Danqing, and draws the general of the concubine, only to see:

Su Jinzheng's robe is cut into a pen, and the peach blossoms are immediately invited to grow a tassel, this pink general has a peerless appearance, rare and handsome, a temperament as beautiful as an orchid, and a graceful and fragrant fairy. The bright eyes are good at the autumn water, the eyebrows are frowning lightly in the distant mountains, fluttering like a frightening Hong, graceful like a dragon, the boudoir is like a delicate flower shining on the water, and the battlefield is a commanding storm.

Painted in the middle of the night, the meaning is still not enough, and the real word inscription is a unique cloud:

Embroidered heart learned the eight array diagrams, and Fleur carried a military book in her sleeve.

The origin of the confidant is willing to give, and the name and surname will be passed on to Guazhou.

The next day, he got up and bowed to the Buddha, went down the mountain and sent a scroll, and asked, "Where is it in the house?" Xue Yan whispered: "Miss Bao and Miss Xing are talking inside, and the rest have gone to the third girl's house to inscribe the title." Miaoyu didn't go in, but only handed the scroll in the hands of the snow goose, went back the same way, and went up the mountain along the stone ladder of the cloud step.

Here, Baochai said: "It's inconvenient to speak elsewhere, and my mother is also upset when she hears it, so I invite you here." Although the Qin girl was sad, she persuaded her brother to marry her sister-in-law as soon as possible, and she didn't want to delay you because of him. You know, I told my mother and brother that they would persuade the tadpole brothers to worship their ancestors during the year, kowtow in front of the spirit and pray for today's changes, ask for a show, and change the oath from that day. ”

Xiuyan seemed to be happy or unhappy, bowed her head and only listened. Seeing that Baochai finished speaking, he said hesitantly: "Aunt said that Aunt Sun is pulling fibers for Miss Wu Er and Mei Er Ye, I don't know if it's true or not." Baochai sighed: "It can also be known in action." Brother Tadpole inquired, that Miss Wu bumped into the son of the Mei family at the temple fair, saw the person in her dream, got an incurable disease, and had to ask the Mei family to save her life. The Mei family was not offended on both sides, and went back to the south for the sake of the plan. ”

Baoyu came back with Daiyu and got the "Picture of the Concubine", and she was very happy, and she was happy to make a straight move to Miaoyu's Lucui Nunnery. Daiyu took "Yihong Collection", and when Baochai Xiuyan came out to see it, Baoyu had already been discharged from the hospital and went to see Sister Yun.

Baochai came to see her mother, and when it came to Baoqin, Aunt Xue said: "He has no mother, Ming'er, you will go back to accompany him for a day." Your sister-in-law is not a fuel-efficient lamp, I guess, and said that the cool words of the piano girl are not good! You told the piano girl to ignore him. ”

The mother and daughter were talking about homely things, and they heard the noise outside, and they didn't know what was going on. Xiangling read the book under the eaves of the corridor, closed "The Biography of Mr. Wuliu" and stood up, and listened to Mrs. Fei: "How good is this, the third master Cong's leg is broken!" The old man was so angry that he wanted me to come and ask my aunt for the sore medicine. That year, the second master of Lian was called broken, and it was made of the ancestral plaster of your Xue family. ”

Baochai came out when he heard this, and said, "Mom go in and sit, I'll go back and send it early after dinner." "Then he went. Mrs. Fei went back and forth to Aunt Mingxue, did not sit, did not receive tea, thanked Aunt and Mrs., and took her feet to go back. Aunt Xue scolded with a smile: "Old man, you are not a doctor, and you are not Langzhong, no matter how anxious you are, you can't get a stick sore medicine!" Sit down and talk about it, who hit it? Courage from there! ”

Fei Pozi told: "This is what our master is annoyed by. A housekeeper of the second rank of Admiral Yang's Mansion brought the spring stool and sent it to him. said that our third master was dressed in disguise and spoke lightly, and he was mistaken for a rogue who teased his daughter-in-law. Accompanied by no, the silver was pre-paid for the medicine, and it was sent when it was not enough. Stretching out his hand not to hit the smiling person, it was another misunderstanding, and the third master Cong had no choice but to suffer this loss in vain, all in order to dispense medicine and honor his father. After talking about it without a head, Aunt Xue interrogated him until the next time, and then she understood and let him go.

Baochai passed through Zhang Dehui's contract, let his mother go down to dispense medicine, and went home by himself. Entering the door and turning around the wall, the string song and laughter were endless, Baochai slowed down and listened to him sing:

The drizzle is wet, and the grass grows with hatred every year. The smoke lock Fenglou is infinite and boundless. Luan mirror and mandarin duck two broken intestines.

The soul dream is melodious, and he sleeps on the Yang Huaman embroidery bed. Bo is not half-hidden, the sun is slanting. How many lines of tears do you have?