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Chapter 589 Lin Daiyu is better than Sister Feng

 Wang Xifeng is the grandma of the Jia family, and her thoughts are very practical.

As soon as she heard that the Zhen family had sent a mother-in-law to greet the old lady, she, who was neat and capable, took advantage of Ping'er to fix her hair and clothes. She immediately thought about what gift she should give to the Zhen family and how much she would reward her.

Money, if I catch up with you for lunch, how can I entertain you without being rude?

As for the "president" and "imperial envoy" Daiyu mentioned just now, Wang Xifeng really didn't care.

However, when Baochai said "more useful than illiterate people", Wang Xifeng instantly understood that she was secretly talking about Wang Xifeng.

Is Wang Xifeng a person who can be easily stepped on?

Dang even laughed:

"Oh, oh, oh, isn't that exactly what you said!

Sister Lin is knowledgeable and knowledgeable, her father is a flower hunter, and she is born like a fairy. Our family is really blessed to have such a person in our family.

People often say: ‘Don’t let the wealth flow to outsiders’ fields.’ But our family can’t say anything to let such a great blessing go away. Is it possible that if we don’t keep it for our own family, we want to take advantage of outsiders?”

As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Baoyu, pointed at him and said:

"Others are worried about you, but if you can't keep up, you should be more confident.

Look, look, you and Sister Lin, one is the old lady's 'sweetheart', the other is the old lady's 'darling'; one has a good family background, the other has a good foundation; one has a good appearance, the other has a good appearance;

Being knowledgeable and insightful, being a good poet and a romantic person, which one of them is not worthy of him? Which one of them is unworthy of him? Who has insulted whom?"

These words hit Baoyu's thoughts exactly, and he only peeked at Daiyu and smiled.

Daiyu Bingxue was smart and had already realized that Wang Xifeng and Xue Baochai were using her as a "magic weapon" in a "fight of skills", so she just got up and sat next to Tanchun and asked with a smile:

"They are busy with their business, let's say our poetry club is serious."

Tan Chun was feeling depressed: She had spent so much time inviting people to a poetry club, but she ended up making a fuss and ruining her poetry club.

At this time, Tan Chun was overjoyed to hear Daiyu talk about returning to the poetry club:

"When we start this poetry club, we cannot do without you, the 'Concubine Xiaoxiang'."

When Baoyu heard this, he immediately chased after him:

"She became the 'Concubine Xiaoxiang', so I have to have a nickname. How about I call her..."

"Just call it 'Nothing Busy'."

Baochai followed Baoyu and chased her. She was afraid that Baoyu would give him a nickname that meant he was a "couple" with Daiyu, so she immediately casually gave Baoyu a nickname.

Li Wan suddenly interjected:

"You should just use your old name 'Jiangdong Flower Master'."

Unexpectedly, this sentence made Baochai very unhappy.

If one is a "concubine" and the other becomes the "King of Flowers", wouldn't it become a "couple" again? Where will you put me, the rightful owner of this "good match"?

So Baochai didn't care about Jia Lian and Wang Xifeng, and quickly used a fan to fend off Li Wan, then stepped forward and said to Baoyu:

"After all, I have to give you a number.

Here is the most vulgar account, but it is the most suitable for you. Apart from you, no one is more worthy of this account.

The first rare thing in the world is wealth, and the second rare thing is idleness. You can no longer have both.

But I didn’t expect that the most rare thing is that you have both, so from now on we will just call you ‘rich and idle man’.”

At this time, Wang Xifeng had already walked to the door, suddenly turned back and said with a smile:

"I am an illiterate layman, so I will not get involved in your elegant poetry writing.

It's just that the nickname you gave is "busy with nothing to do" and "rich and idle person". How come it sounds more vulgar than a common person like me?

Why don't you give me a number, just call me 'busy with everything'! Hahahaha——"

Amid laughter, Lian and Feng walked away side by side, and everyone in the room could hear it.

Before Wang Xifeng left, she wanted to give Xue Baochai another slap in the face - for calling me vulgar, even the names you gave her were vulgar than me!

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Wang Xifeng didn't dare to delay, and hurried all the way to the old lady's side, and asked Jia Lian strangely:

"You just asked me to come, why did you follow me out? Aren't you looking for Baoyu?"

Jia Lian said:

"There are a lot of people at this time. If I speak to him in public, it will really make him lose face. Why don't I go back first and come back later."

Wang Xifeng curled her lips and imitated Jia Mu's tone and said:

"Yesterday, the old lady also said that Baoyu is weak. This illness has caused the child to suffer, and he will have to rest for half a month. What if one of the children is not recuperated well? What will be left behind?

The root of the disease is serious.

According to me, with the old lady protecting him like this, it’s hard for Baoyu to have any future.

If our Jia family really waits for him to win the top prize, we really have to wait for Wenquxing to fall from the sky and hit him on the head."

Jia Lian smiled:

"That's not what I said.

I urged Baoyu to go to school. From the beginning to the end, I never wanted to force him to take the imperial examination and win the first prize.

Everyone has their own destiny. Baoyu has Baoyu's talent. If he is willing to write poems and compose poems, it is better to let him go down this path.

If you go well on this road, it will also add glory to our Jia family."

Wang Xifeng’s eyes lit up:

"Yes! That's it!

I will tell the old lady this later, and I don’t think she will like it too."

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Wang Xifeng took Ping'er to the old lady's house. Jia Lian returned to his own house and had nothing to do, so he planned to stroll into Qingwen's house to sit.

But I saw that there was only Qingwen in the room, sitting at the table with her chin in one hand and a pen in the other, as if she was writing something.

She wrote so seriously that she didn't even notice that Jia Lian walked into the room.

Jia Lian smiled and said:

"Did you learn how to compose poetry from Miss Lin a few days ago?"

"Yeah!"

Qingwen screamed and jumped up in fright. She didn't care about the brush that was thrown away. She grabbed the paper on the table and jumped to the corner, as if she had seen a ghost.

Jia Lian was also shocked:

"Ghost girl! You have also learned how to pretend to be a ghost, right? Take it out and show me, have you learned how to draw ghosts?"

Not only did Qingwen not show it to Jia Lian, she immediately put her hand holding the paper behind her back and said harshly:

"I...what's so interesting about the patterns I drew?"

Jia Lian pointed at Qingwen, nodded and said:

"Okay, great!

You are so stubborn and tough-talking, your moral character is becoming more and more like Xing'er's.

Well, since his boy is now promising, I can give you to him as his wife."

Qingwen was furious when she heard this:

"Second Master is unreasonable!

It's obviously the second master who comes in and doesn't even say hello. He peeks at people's letters. Is this what a master should do?

When the peek failed, he wanted to force me; when the force failed, he said he would allocate me to Xing'er. Is this what a man should do?"

She kept talking with great force, but Jia Lian asked with a leisurely smile:

"Who should I write to?"

He was just asking a casual question, and it was not necessary to know. Unexpectedly, Qingwen said somewhat proudly:

"Juyu, she wrote to say that she will come to our house soon."

"Ah...ah? What did you say?"


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