On the second day, Jia Huan began to study hard again.

Now he recites Shiwen every day, and when he is tired of memorizing, he sorts out his notes and practices words, and when he is tired of practicing words, he recites Shiwen.

In the afternoon, Jia Huan began to try to write the five current essay assignments left by Lin Daiyu.

Soon Jia Huan found out, well, he couldn't write.

He has only just learned to solve the problem, and writing in ancient Chinese is not something that can be achieved overnight.

Jia Huan could only select some beautiful sentences that could be used from the dozen or so texts he had just recited, and after some simple transformation, they made up an article.

In the last life, Jia Huan was a surgeon.

But he still likes literature, and after work, he likes to find time to practice calligraphy, read books, and write some articles.

He's no stranger to writing.

Although the current text is very different from the online literature of later generations, the things in the Chinese translation are actually not so complicated.

Jia Huan wrote five articles in a row in one afternoon, and he felt quite good.

In the evening, Jia Huan asked Lin Daiyu to correct her homework.

After Lin Daiyu read Jia Huan's five current texts, her face showed a strange look.

Lin Daiyu likes to read, but she doesn't need to take the imperial examination, so her reading books naturally do not include Shiwen.

Therefore, Lin Daiyu naturally has not read the dozen or so articles recited by Jia Huan.

Therefore, Lin Daiyu has a very strange feeling when she looks at the current texts written by Jia Huan.

Although Brother Huan has just learned Shiwen, his writing is quite good, but when he reads the whole article, it gives people a very twisted feeling.

Because of the articles written by Brother Huan, the topic and the content of the text, many places are not next to each other.

Jia Huan looked at Lin Daiyu and asked with a blank eye: "Sister Lin, how are these articles I wrote?" ”

Lin Daiyu frowned and said: "I always think that your problem solving is quite good, but the text doesn't seem to be able to explain the problem well, which gives me a very strange feeling." But I don't know how to do Shiwen, so I'd better wait for your master Zhao Gong to come back, and then you can consult Zhao Gong. ”

Hearing Lin Daiyu's words, Jia Huan couldn't help but smile.

It's right that you feel this way, these five articles were originally pieced together.

He still had too little ink in his stomach, and he only memorized a dozen current texts.

Where could it be so ingenious that Lin Daiyu's five articles could fit the dozen or so essays he memorized?

If he had memorized all the nearly 3,000 texts, he would have more sentences to choose from.

Jia Huan continued to ask Lin Daiyu for advice on how to solve the problem, and at the end, he asked Lin Daiyu to come up with five questions.

In the following days, Jia Huan was in the repetitive and boring rhythm of reciting current texts, practicing words and compositions, and then asking for advice on how to solve problems, and time passed slowly.

Before you know it, it's Chinese New Year's Eve.

In his small courtyard, Xiao Jixiang and other maids and mothers-in-law also pasted Spring Festival couplets early, which looked very festive.

The people of the East Mansion came to the West Mansion with their families.

Here the sedan chair out of the gate, this street on the east side of the side of the table is lined up with Ning Guogong's guard of honor deacon instruments, and on the west side of the side is set up Rong Guogong's honor guard deacon instruments. Pedestrians are holding back and not passing by, and when they come to Rongfu, the main hall of the gate is open to the end.

Now it is no longer in the warm sedan chair, and after passing the hall, it turns westward and gets on and off the sedan chair in the main hall of Jiamu's side. Everyone gathered around to Jia's mother's main room, and it was also a new look for the splendid screen.

The local brazier was burning with pine and cedar lily grass, Jia's mother sat down, and the old lady went back and forth: the old ladies came to salute.

Mother Jia hurriedly got up again to greet her, only to see two or three old women coming in. Everyone smiled and let go, and after eating tea, Jia's mother only sent it to the Neiyi Gate and then came back to sit down.

Jia Jing and Jia Yu brought all the children in, and Jia's mother smiled and said: "It's hard for you to pay a price for a year, so don't be polite." ”

While talking, men and women together, together and saluted together.

Chairs are set up on the left and right, and then they sit down in order according to the elders and youngest. The men and women of the two prefectures also saluted according to the up, middle and down of the errands, and scattered the New Year's money, purses, gold and silver bills and put them on a feast.

The men and women returned to the west to sit and offer Tusu wine, acacia soup, auspicious fruit, Ruyi cake, Jia Mu got up and went into the inner room to change clothes, and everyone dispersed.

That night, incense was burned in front of the king in the Buddhist hall stove, and there was a paper horse incense offering in the courtyard of Mrs. Wang's main house. The upper and lower people are dressed up and dressed up in flowers, and the night is noisy, laughing and noisy, and firecrackers are endless.

The Chinese New Year's Eve and Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at Jia's mother.

At this time, the aura on Jia Huan's body still existed, and this year he made an exception to sit under Jia Baoyu.

However, Jia Huan vaguely discovered that Mrs. Wang's face was not very good-looking.

Scold!

When he saved Baoyu's reputation a few days ago, Mrs. Wang was obviously very grateful.

However, now, she feels that her status as a concubine is constantly improving, and she is afraid that she will cross Baoyu again.

Bodhisattva-like figures?

Scold!

After eating, Jia Huan didn't bother to stay to flatter Jia's mother, so he slipped away and returned to the study to continue reading.

Not long after, Lin Daiyu came to Jia Huan's study with a smile.

"Brother Huan'er, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, are you still working so hard? Don't take a day off and have fun with the old lady? ”

Jia Huan smiled: "The joy is theirs, but I don't have anything." ”

The joy is theirs, but I have nothing?

Reflecting on this sentence, Lin Daiyu felt that it really spoke to her heart.

After a while, Lin Daiyu said, "Brother Huan, let me see how your writing is?" ”

Jia Huan took out five newly written essays, and Lin Daiyu read them carefully.

After reading it, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but praise: "Brother Huan'er is really spiritual, this article is simply a day a day, and now it is very brilliantly written." Presumably, after the New Year, you will be able to enter the school. ”

Hearing Lin Daiyu's praise, Jia Huan smiled and did not speak.

Sister Lin hadn't read the poetry collection, otherwise, she would have known that her articles were actually a hodgepodge and had no style of her own.

It is true that his current writings seem to be getting better and better, after all, there are more and more articles he can learn from.

Now for most of the topics, he can always find articles that can be used for reference, and the writing will naturally be good.

But such an article, I'm afraid that you can't pass the exam, after all, the examiners are not all rice bucket idiots.

I can only wait until the master comes back, and then ask the teacher.

Before I knew it, the sound of beeping firecrackers sounded outside, and the smell of saltpeter filled the air.

The night is late, the time has passed, and it is already a new year.

Lin Daiyu realized that it was not early, so she got up and said goodbye.

Jia Huan sent her out of the door and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, Happy New Year!" ”

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Huan'er, Happy New Year!" ”

(End of chapter)