Jia Baoyu hurriedly ate a few bites, and urged Li Kun, Sanchun and Lin Daiyu to eat quickly.

For a while, several people had eaten and rushed to the courtyard of Tanchun together.

Tanchun set up a banquet in the east wing, and through the window, you can just see the plum blossoms in the courtyard.

It's a pity that yesterday's plum blossoms were flower bones, and today they are still budding and not fully blooming.

Tanchun had already ordered people to start a stove and roasted chestnuts on the stove, which was just convenient for everyone to pick up and eat while roasting the fire.

At this time, Xue Baochai had not yet arrived.

Jia Baoyu ordered someone to invite him twice in a row, and urged Xue Baochai over.

Seeing that the people had arrived, Jia Baoyu couldn't wait to say: "Now that the people are here, let's compose poems quickly." Let's talk about it, what are you going to do today? ”

Without waiting for others to speak, Shi Xiangyun first took out a piece of paper and put it on the table and said, "Don't discuss the topic first, please read a poem first." ”

All the women looked at the table in confusion.

A moment later, the scene couldn't help but burst into cheers.

This poem is really well written.

Especially Tanchun and Baochai, I feel that this poem is really written in their hearts, and I always feel that this poem is written for them.

A keen Tanchun, a good wind frequently borrowed strength, and sent me to the green clouds Xue Xuanwu, in their hearts, how can they not have a big ambition? It's just a pity that there is nowhere to put it.

Even the eyes of Yingchun are full of brilliance.

Li Kun's eyes were a little gloomy.

Xichun only thinks that this poem is excellent, but has no other feelings.

And Jia Baoyu really likes this song.

He is a daughter-like character.

He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Yun, who wrote this poem?" ”

Shi Xiangyun smiled: "If I say, it's from our house!" ”

What? Our house?

This sentence shocked all the daughters, Baoyu, including them.

They originally thought that this poem was a new work by a Confucian outside, and Shi Xiangyun got it, and specially appreciated it for them.

I never thought that this poem would come from Jiafu?

Jia Baoyu couldn't help asking, "Could it be that Sister Lin did it?" ”

Lin Daiyu shook her head and said, "It's not me." ”

Tanchun asked, "Could it be that the master wrote it?" ”

Shi Xiangyun said with a smile: "It's not." ”

Yingchun asked, "Sister Yun, did you write it?" ”

Shi Xiangyun laughed and said, "It's not me, you can't guess it." ”

Jia Baoyu couldn't help but pull Shi Xiangyun's arm and shake it: "Good sister, you quickly tell who wrote it, don't sell it." ”

Shi Xiangyun said: "This poem was written by Brother Huan. ”

"What? Brother Huan'er? How can it be? If you are not a person who is very affectionate to flowers, how can you write such a hand-me-down word? ”

Hearing Jia Baoyu say this, Shi Xiangyun said faintly: "Where is Brother Huan'er writing flowers, he is clearly writing about people. ”

Hearing this, all the women couldn't help but fall silent.

The identity of Jia Huan's concubine is so similar to them! Of course, although Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai are both concubines, they each have their own troubles.

Jia Baoyu couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "We all call ourselves poets, and we have set up a poetry club several times, but I didn't expect that there are real poets hidden in the house." ”

"What so-called poems do we write, in front of this word, how dare they call it poetry? It's like sludge at the bottom of the river. ”

"This time, we must invite Brother Huan'er. If there is no ring brother, our poetry club will not make people laugh off their big teeth. ”

After Jia Baoyu finished speaking, the girls couldn't help but exchange a look with each other, and they all saw a touch of extremely complex emotions in each other's eyes.

I have to say that this second master really has a pure heart.

In the poem "Brother Huan", there is obviously a hint of it.

But as a sister-in-law, as a brother-in-law, Jia Baoyu didn't notice anything.

On the contrary, he was the first to sincerely invite Brother Huan'er.

I have to say that Jia Baoyu's mind is so pure.

Through this poem, Jia Baoyu has recognized Jia Huan, and made him feel that Brother Huan also has the character of a daughter, and is worthy of reciting poems with them.

Jia Baoyu is really not bad, he is just a waste.

Hearing Jia Baoyu say this, Tanchun said happily: "Since the second brother said so, then I will send someone to invite him." ”

Jia Baoyu hurriedly said, "Third sister, it's not appropriate. If you're like this, you can't invite Brother Huan'er. It would have been impossible to invite him unless we had gone with us. Let's go and invite the poet in our house together. ”

That's true, now the old lady is tired of Brother Huan.

If it's just Tanchun and sending a maid to go, Brother Huan will definitely not come.

Even if they go alone, Brother Huan may not come.

Only when they went together, Brother Huan had no way to shirk it.

Who said Baoyu was stupid?

He's not stupid at all, he's smart.

He's just confused about getting down to business.

Jia Baoyu proposed, and all the women should not do it.

They came to Jia Huan's study together.

Jia Huan, who was endorsing, was taken aback when he saw this group of people coming to his study together.

He hurriedly got up and said, "Second Brother Bao, Sister Lin, Sister Bao, Second Sister, Third Sister, Sister Yun, Fourth Sister, why are you here?" ”

"Xiao Jixiang, go and move a few chairs over and make a pot of tea."

Jia Baoyu waved his hand and said: "Don't be busy, we are here to invite my Jiafu poet to participate in the Plum Blossom Poetry Society, and also invite the poet to appreciate his face." ”

Jia Huan smiled bitterly in confusion: "Is Second Brother Bao here to entertain me?" Where will I compose any poems? ”

Hearing this, Shi Xiangyun said with a smile: "The dim and light yellow body is soft, and the love is far away, only the fragrance remains!" ”

Tanchun continued: "Why do you need light blue and deep red, you are the first class among flowers! ”

Xue Baochai: "Mei Ding is jealous, Ju should be ashamed." The opening of the painting crown Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

Xichun chuckled and said: "People can think ruthlessly, what did they not see back then." ”

It turned out that I copied the partridge sky and osmanthus exposed.

Jia Huan really doesn't want to participate in any poetry club, his level, at most, he writes saliva poems and limerick poems.

Let him write poetry seriously, he doesn't have that ability for the time being.

But when this group of sisters came to invite him, he couldn't go away.

Jia Huan couldn't help but look at Lin Daiyu, he didn't understand how Sister Lin leaked the secret, didn't she say that she would hide it?

Without waiting for Lin Daiyu to speak, Shi Xiangyun said first: "Bad brother, don't blame Sister Lin!" It's not about Sister Lin, I heard the parrot in Sister Lin's house inadvertently moaning a few words, and Sister Lin had to say it. ”

Jia Huan smiled: "What is this worth?" Where do I mean to blame Sister Lin? ”

"It's Sister Yun, you call Second Brother Bao to love your brother, and you call me a bad brother, but you say, where am I broken?"

Shi Xiangyun already has a big tongue, and he can't distinguish between love, but now he can't tell the difference between chain and bad.