"My phrase, 'When you get out of the bath, the shadow is made of ice, and when you hold your heart, the jade is the soul.' It was too real. It was only form but not heartless. It fell into disgrace all of a sudden.
It would be better if it were changed to 'I admire Taizhen's ice as his shadow, and pity Xizi's jade as my soul'!"
While talking, Baoyu fell into deep thought again and whispered to himself:
"'The dawn wind will not dissipate a thousand sorrows', this sentence is also weak in meaning, why not change it to..."
Jia Lian looked at Baoyu's crazy look and found it funny, so he quickly interrupted him and said:
"Okay, okay, you should go back to the room and revise the poem. When you are satisfied with it, you can give it to the book friend for review."
Baoyu was stunned for another moment before he realized what he was doing, nodded and said with a smile:
"As long as there are limited topics, limited rhymes, and limited time to compose poems, my spiritual energy will be scared away. No matter how I change it, I will finish it in the end.
I just want to ask the book friend to re-evaluate Heng. Two poems by Xiao are more important. Today, the old farmer Daoxiang strongly recommends Lord Hengwu as the most respected, and the concubine Xiaoxiang comes second. I think this evaluation is unfair."
Jia Lian laughed:
"It seems that you really don't understand the principle of 'kung fu lies outside poetry'."
"Ah? How do you say this?"
Jia Lian saw Baoyu looking at him very seriously and whispered:
"Since ancient times, 'There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.' When literati evaluate the merits, they all have their own preferences. Whichever one you like is the first.
If you don't compete with martial artists, if you can't win in the ring, you can't win.
If you think about it, when Daoxiang Lao Nongpin evaluates poetry, she naturally uses her preferences as the criterion.
She herself is a reclusive widow, so she would naturally prefer prudent sentences like "Cherish your beauty and keep the door closed during the day," because it contains the "dignity and quietness" that she most admires."
"Oh - that's it -"
Baoyu suddenly understood, cupped his hands towards Jia Lian and said:
"Listening to Brother Lian's words, it really made people enlightened and taught me!
Now that I understand the crux of this, I will go to the academy tomorrow to ask the book friend to comment again, and I want to rectify the good poem of Concubine Xiaoxiang.
Brother Lian, if you have some free time in the second half of the day, can you come and sit in Yihongyuan? You can also help me revise my poems."
After saying that, he stopped going to Jia Mu’s place and turned back to Yihongyuan.
When Baoyu returned to his room all the way, he met the attacker head-on. Suddenly he looked up to the sky, scratched his head, and muttered to himself:
"Strange, has Brother Lian ever read Sister Bao's poems? How did he know that the first sentence is 'Cherish your beauty and keep your door closed during the day'?
Did he hear me when I recited it? Huh? Did I recite this sentence just now?"
When Xiren saw Baoyu with his eyes straight, he was so frightened that he hurried up and grabbed him:
"My ancestor, are you suffering from dementia again?"
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At this time, Jia Lian was also thinking about the poems of Sister Bao and Sister Lin in Haitang Poetry Society. But what Jia Lian was thinking about was completely different at this time.
On the surface, this incident is just a matter of a few sisters setting up a poetry club to write poems while having nothing to do, but behind the scenes, it shows that the Jia family's house fights and taking sides are still everywhere.
For example, today, the young widow Li Wan insists on recommending Baochai's poem as the first place no matter what. Is it really just because of the quality of the "poetry" itself?
Of course not!
Today's Jia Lian, following Mr. Shuyou, his literary skills are improving rapidly, and he can naturally see the quality of poetry.
They are all poems written by teenage girls. Daiyu's poems are quite similar to the poetry ghost Li He, which is romantic, smart, imaginative, and vivid; while Baochai's poems are smooth, subtle, and full of meaning.
Repeatedly reminding myself to respect and maintain my "identity".
If you don't have rich imagination and rich emotions, then why would you write poetry? You can write expository essays.
But the "chastity" expressed by Baochai exactly fits the mood of the young widow Li Wan.
In addition, there is another more important meaning.
Li Wan is the daughter-in-law of Mrs. Wang, and without a man, he can only take his son to earn a living under Mrs. Wang. So Li Wan is always thinking about catering to Mrs. Wang's ideas.
It is obvious that Mrs. Wang wants to give Baochai to Baoyu, so Li Wan must show her kindness to Baochai at all times.
Because once he offends Baochai, it is equivalent to Li Wan offending his mother-in-law, Mrs. Wang. I am afraid that Mrs. Wang will find fault with her and make her feel uncomfortable.
Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Xifeng came back and smiled as he walked in:
"I have a lot of work to do this time!"
As soon as Jia Lian saw Wang Xifeng's cheerful look, he knew that either there was a treat at home or someone was coming.
Sure enough, Wang Xifeng then said:
"The eldest wife's brother and sister-in-law are bringing their daughter from Suzhou to Beijing to seek refuge. As soon as I heard about it, I knew they would have to worry about traveling expenses.
Coincidentally, my brother was also going to Beijing from Jinling, so I told the eldest wife that we could just let them go to Jinling, catch my brother's boat, and come to Beijing together.
When the eldest wife heard that her brother-in-law and her family had saved money on the trip, she was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth. She held my hand and wanted to give me a lick.
The wife happened to hear it and said that Grandma Zhu had a widowed aunt who was coming to Beijing from Jinling with her two daughters. In addition, Xue Biao, the eldest son of the Xue family, was bringing his sister Xue Baoqin to marry the son of Mei Hanlin in Beijing.
, I also dropped by Liangxiaoli and took advantage of my brother's boat to come all the way. I thought I would be in Beijing soon.
Now, the eldest wife’s brother-in-law, Grandma Zhu’s widowed aunt, plus Aunt Xue’s nephews and nieces, as well as my brother, all the relatives from all over the house will come to the house, and it will be quite lively.
What's more, coming this time are the eldest lady's niece, Grandma Zhu's two cousins Li Wen and Li Qi, and Aunt Xue's niece Bao Qin. When the time comes, these four girls will stop in front of the old lady.
, the old lady is not unhappy.
As soon as the old man likes it, there is no reason not to stay and live there. I have to make plans and preparations early, so as not to be anxious and hurried for a while. If something is not suitable, people will laugh at me for not having the ability.
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Jia Lian smiled and said:
"You are a person who gets more and more excited the more lively you are. Anyway, now that you have money, you are happy to make the old lady happy."
"Oh, it's not just that you are very capable. The money you borrowed from Lai's family is enough for me to coax the old lady to such an extent."
The two were talking, had lunch and drank tea together, and were about to take a lunch break when suddenly a little girl ran over and whispered something to Heping'er.
When they left, Sister Feng leaned on the kang and asked with half-closed eyes:
"What's going on? There are so many ghosts and ghosts on your back?"
Ping'er hurriedly entered the room, approached Sister Feng and said:
"Something happened in my wife's house."
"Oh? What's the matter?"
Sister Feng immediately opened her red and phoenix triangular eyes, their eyes sparkling.
Ping'er hurriedly said:
"I heard that Baoyu was teasing Jin Chuan'er in his wife's room. When his wife heard it, Jin Chuan'er was slapped on the face.
The wife said it was Jin Chuan'er who seduced Bao Yu, but Jinchuan'er cried and begged, but the wife just scolded him.
In the end, I called Jinchuan'er's mother-in-law to come in and kicked Jinchuan'er out."
Wang Xifeng sat up after hearing this: "Where is Baoyu?"
"He ran away. As soon as he saw his wife woke up and was wearing a golden bracelet, he ran away."
"Bah! He's also an irresponsible waste!"
Wang Xifeng spat hard, and then sighed:
"Although that Jin Chuan'er is also a bit frivolous, but 'a slap can't make a difference'. Every adulterer must have an adulterer. How come this shit basin is only placed on this girl's head?"
Jia Lian was already drowsy, so he immediately got up.
Jin Chuan'er has been kicked out. Is the next step going to be to jump into the well?