Everyone joked for a while, and then saw Wang Xifeng coming over after finishing his work. The already harmonious atmosphere exploded like fire cooking oil. On what occasion can Wang Xifeng, a hot and spicy person, not explode? It's just that Baoyu has four different bodies.
The industrious young master was so sleepy after playing around for a while that he wanted to take a nap, so Jia Mu said to You, "Do you have a place to sleep here? Let Baoyu go and sleep for a while."
Youshi smiled and said: "How can the old lady not say this? You go and lead your Uncle Bao to find a room to sleep." Qin Keqing smiled and agreed: "Uncle Bao, please come with me."
How could Baoyu be unwilling? With a sister like Qin Keqing leading him away, not only to go to bed, but even if there was an abyss of hell in front of him, Jia Baoyu would also follow him willingly...
No one took it seriously. Only Jia Jing raised her head and looked around with a strange expression. This was... Jia Baoyu's first trial of Yun Yuqing. As soon as Grandma Liu entered the Rongguo Mansion? No! Baochai should have entered Beijing by this time.
Yeah? And...
Jia Jing pretended to be calm and said: "Why don't you see Xi Ren?" Everyone was stunned by his question. Who would care if a maid showed up today? Even Jia Jing would have been trying out Yun Yu Qing for the first time if Xi Ren hadn't been there.
I'm afraid I can't remember such an important character.
Wang Xifeng looked at Jia Jing with a strange smile and said: "Oh! Why are you still thinking about her!" Jia Jing: "..." Wang Xifeng said with a bad smile: "Second brother is really big-hearted, Qianer asked you
Ping'er from your second brother's family, today I'm asking about Xiren from your second brother's family again!" Jia Jing: "..."
Jia's mother also looked at Jia Jing in shock and said, "What are you asking Ping'er for?" Jia Jing glared at Wang Xifeng speechlessly and said angrily: "You always listen to the second sister-in-law's nonsense! I just watched Baoyu go to sleep.
Xi Ren didn't follow him, so he was just curious." Jia Mu was relieved after hearing this. She originally thought that her grandson was not a good-looking person, but now it seems that the good ones are all of great color!
Otherwise, when he was asked to choose and he refused in every possible way, why would he want Qingwen now? Not to mention Jia's mother, even Qingwen herself felt that Jia Jing wanted her because of her good looks. However,
... Qingwen glanced secretly, and then glanced again, how could there be such a handsome man? Even Qingwen, who has always been conceited, felt that if Jia Jing were a woman, she would even be compared to herself.
, it’s a pity that Jia Jing was born too heroic and not at all like a girl.
Wang Xifeng said with a smile: "That's what Brother Lao is thinking about. Xiren is having a baby today, so I'm afraid he won't be able to come." Xiangyun blinked his big eyes and said, "Since it's a baby, why don't you come over and have fun together? I
What's the best thing about being alone? Why don't you call her here... eh?" Jia Jing coughed slightly, broke off a quail leg and stuffed it into Xiangyun's mouth and said: "Eat something, ah
!Stop talking."
Xiangyun was dissatisfied and wanted to spit out the quail legs, but saw Yingchun's face turned red. Jia Mu's elders also looked at him funny, knowing something was wrong, so they nodded and lowered their heads and went to eat, but they were muttering about Jia Jing in their hearts.
Daiyu didn't understand what they meant, but she turned around and looked at the people around her and decided to ask Jia Jing secretly. Although this talkative Jin has been angry with her, she decided to forgive him generously.
.
But there was no need for her to ask, because Wang Xifeng had already said it with a sweet smile: "Sister Yun thought that she couldn't come! This is the first time for her to come on this big day, and it was so hard that it hurt. I'm afraid I have to lie down on the bed properly, otherwise I won't be dirty?" No matter how stupid the sisters are, they have read books. Naturally, they understood immediately, so they blushed and were speechless. Daiyu She blushed and said, "Girl Feng is really crazy! She can even say such crazy things!"
Jia's mother was also dissatisfied and said: "You are so good, why are you telling your sisters this?" In fact, it is nothing to talk about Tiankui. Anyway, they should have been informed, and if they are older, they should be informed by female relatives at home. They talked about this, but it was taboo to say it hurt so much that they couldn't get out of bed. Wang Xifeng laughed and said, "It's all my fault, he had to ask! But..."
Wang Xifeng looked at Jia Jing with a bad smile and said: "How can the second brother know so much about our daughter's family? Could it be that the second brother has really cultivated the Tao really well while hiding in Xuanzhen Temple in the past few years? I'm afraid there are a few hidden there. !" Everyone looked at Jia Jing for a moment. Even Jia Jing could hardly hold back the fever on her face, but she still held up the cup and took a sip of wine with an expressionless face: "The so-called red pill, take two. The first menarche of eight virgins is called congenital red lead, plus the first drop of dew in the middle of the night and ebony and other medicines. It is boiled seven times to become a syrup, plus red lead, autumn stone, human milk, cinnabar, rosin, etc. Concocted with drugs.”
Then she looked at Wang Xifeng and said with a smile: "How do you think I know this?" Jia Jing naturally made the whole hall of women spit on him. Mrs. Wang even closed her eyes and recited "Amitabha". Those who believe in Buddhism naturally feel that the method of refining red pills mentioned by Jia Jing is heretical. Mother Jia was even more angry and said: "Why are you studying these things properly?"
Jia Jing said helplessly: "It's not that my grandson wants to learn, it's just that Qiu Xuan Dao will inevitably come into contact with these. My grandson doesn't believe in these. Not to mention that even those who have some brains in my grandson will despise these methods, even the Supreme Emperor Xiu Xuan Yi is just a Taoist cultivator, and he has never believed in these ways of observing Geng, Shen, and Dansha." Jia Mu felt relieved and said, "You should know the lessons from the past. You love cultivating immortals and ask questions. Although I let you do it. I'm just messing around with you, but you must not touch these things, otherwise, even I won't be able to spare you!"
Jia Jing knew her mother's good intentions, so she stood up and saluted, saying she didn't dare. She glared at Wang Xifeng, who was snickering. Wang Xifeng winked at him with her triangular red phoenix eyes. Jia Jing sneered and said: "It's already late, Tian'er. My grandson has had enough wine and food, so... say goodbye?" Jia Mu looked at him speechlessly. Jia Jing nodded and stood up to leave. Who knew that Daiyu actually stopped him and said with a smile: "Baoyu can go, But you can’t leave.”
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Jia Jing blinked: "What?" Daiyu said with a smile: "The old lady is going to test our poetic talent today, so she took plum as the topic. We all just said Baoyu has also written poems before. If you don't compose seventeen or eight poems to suppress us, we won't be able to leave!" Jia Jing smiled bitterly, seventeen or eight poems... Do you think you are a Chinese cabbage?
Jia Jing held her hands in a serious tone and said in a joking tone: "I'm not trying to shirk it, but Jia already made an oath, so it's difficult to write this poem. Farewell." Daiyu tugged on his sleeve and said with a smile, "What oath? It must be the oath."
Shit it off!" Jia Jing said with a painful look: "I really have an oath, I have sworn before that I will never write half a plum in my poems again!"
Everyone present except Xiangyun was confused and knew why. Looking at Jia Jing who had been afraid of well ropes for ten years, she naturally burst into laughter. After laughing, Daiyu looked at him evilly and said: "If so, then
That's right, you only use plum as the title, but there is not a single word plum in the poem." Jia Jing looked at Daiyu speechlessly, and Daiyu snickered like a little fox who had stolen a chicken.
Jia Jing saw the sisters looking at him with gleaming eyes and expectant expressions, and she could only sigh and said: "Just one song, no more." The sisters hurriedly nodded in agreement, and Jia Jing walked to the pavilion and watched.
After a while, Mei Lin chanted: "How deep is the courtyard? The spring is late in the cloud window and foggy pavilion. Why is my beauty so haggard? It's good to have a clear dream at night. It should be from the south branch."
The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower stop blowing. Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away. The warm wind is late and the sun is late, so don't let the apricot blossoms grow fat."
Reciting poems about boudoir in front of a room full of widows and frustrated girls...
Jia Jing was disgraced and had to make a lot of noise to persuade the whole family to stop. She made up her mind that she would never write the word "plum" again in the future.
Jia Jing was so frightened that she stopped eating. She took the wet towel handed over by Qingwen and wiped her hands and mouth. At this moment, she saw a woman coming in from outside and said with a smile: "Second Master, someone came outside and said that the Supreme Emperor
I want to summon the second master to the palace."
Everyone was quiet for a moment and looked at Jia Jing. Jia Jing was silent for a moment with a pale face, and then said to Jia Mu: "Then... let's go here first? The old ladies continued Gao Le, and Jing left first.
"Jia Mu said with some worry: "After you enter the palace, talk it over and control your temper. I'm afraid that the Supreme Emperor will be angry with you for fighting at his birthday banquet."
Jia Jing smiled and said: "We are in the palace, how can I dare to show off my temper? It should be fine. The Supreme Emperor can at most give me a few words." Mrs. Wang lowered her head and turned the beads with a calm expression, while Wang Xifeng didn't show any emotion at all.
Looking at Jia Jing with undisguised envy, he almost ruined the birthday banquet of the Supreme Emperor. The Supreme Emperor could only give him a few words of reprimand? Tsk, tsk, look at what he said, it makes people feel sour in their hearts!
Jia Jing stood up and straightened her clothes. Qingwen stepped forward to straighten her white fox fur and tightened her collar. Jia Jing smiled at her and nodded, then bowed to Jia Mu, her face slightly filled with frost.
The palace.
But Baoyu left the banquet and was led into a room by Qin Keqing. Qin Keqing smiled and said, "Uncle Baoyu, can you still live here?" Baoyu looked up and saw a painting posted on it. The characters in the painting were good, and the story was burning.
I don't care who painted the Quinoa picture, but I feel a little unhappy. There is another couplet, which reads: "Knowledge of worldly affairs is knowledge, and understanding of human feelings is writing."
How can Baoyu tolerate such bastard words? After reading these two sentences, even if the room is exquisite and the decoration is gorgeous, he will definitely not be here anymore. He hurriedly said: "Get out quickly! Get out quickly!" Qin Keqing said helplessly: "If
In this case, I'm afraid I can only live in Uncle Jing's house." When Baoyu heard this, he was naturally overjoyed and said: "Just live in Brother Jing's house!" He insisted on sleeping in Jia Jing's house regardless of where he lived.
bed.
Qin Keqing smiled and led Baoyu to Jia Jing's house. As soon as Baoyu entered the room, he smelled a cold fragrance. He just thought it was Jia Jing's smell and shouted: "It smells so good!" When he entered the room and looked at the wall,
There is a picture of Begonia sleeping in spring painted by Tang Bohu, and on both sides there is a couplet written by Qin Taixu, a scholar of the Song Dynasty. The couplet goes: "The tender cold locks dreams because of the cold spring, and the fragrance envelops people because of the fragrance of wine."
On the table is the precious mirror that Wu Zetian had set up in the mirror room. On one side is a golden plate with flying swallows standing and dancing. In the plate is a papaya that An Lushan threw and injured Taizhen's breast. On it is Princess Shouchang.
On the couch where His Royal Highness Hanzhang lies, there is a linked-bead tent made by Princess Tongchang.
These things that were originally inappropriate in Jia Jing's eyes made Baoyu nod his head repeatedly. Baoyu smiled and said, "It's good here! It's good here! I'll just sleep here!" Qin Keqing said with a smile: "It's so good here."
It's Uncle Jing's house, which I personally arranged for even a god to live in." As he said this, he remembered that he hadn't asked Jia Jing how he was living, and secretly made up his mind to ask her tonight.
She also remembered that her father-in-law had been increasingly persecuting her recently and it was hard for her to cope with it, and she couldn't help but feel mixed emotions in her heart.
But Baoyu was still there, so Qin Keqing said hurriedly and calmly: "Uncle Bao, even if he is asleep, if he is missing something or feels uncomfortable, just ask someone to come find him." After that, he unfolded the gauze quilt that Xizi Huan had passed by himself.
, moved the mandarin duck pillow that the matchmaker had hugged, and only got up after laying it out properly.
So all the maids waited on Baoyu to lie down and dispersed, leaving only the two maids Mei Mei and She Yue as companions. Mrs. Qin then ordered the little maids to watch the cats and dogs fighting under the eaves.
Baoyu made a noise, so Baoyu hugged Jia Jing's quilt and smelled Jia Jing's fragrance on it. She felt happy for some reason, so she closed her eyes drowsily and fell asleep peacefully...