Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 11: Let the beauties of precious jade persuade you to make peace, showing off your poetry and writing, Jia Lan hides his clumsiness
Chapter 11: Let the beauties of precious jade persuade you to make peace, showing off your poetry and writing, Jia Lan hides his clumsiness
Jia Lan and the rest of the Jia family were accompanying Yuanchun on a garden outing, but they did not expect that in just one night, so many people in Shenjing City would turn their attention to Rong Ning's second mansion.
The next day, because of the night of entertainment last night, Concubine Yuan specially issued an order that Jia Lan, Baoyu and the sisters did not need to accompany them. After resting for a long time, they talked to Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others, and then chatted with their father Jia Zheng.
After a while, when the lanterns came on, they held a banquet again and had a hearty chat with all the sisters. During the banquet, they ordered Baoyu and Jialan to sit together, and ordered two plays by Lingguan and others.
Yuanchun, who was full of interest, asked Jia Lan to compose another poem, and Jia Lan wrote another poem. The poems and prose were all smooth. Then he reported: "Although my nephew finally got some ideas in poetry and prose with some advice from Aunt Lin, but if
In terms of beauty and refinement, the nephew is not as good as Uncle Bao. It is a great joy for the imperial concubine to get married, so it is better to let Uncle Bao write it on her behalf, so as to live up to the beauty of the occasion."
In Jia Lan's view, Jia Baoyu is indeed a wonderful person.
He is pure in character, quick in thinking, and loves and respects women very much, which was completely ahead of his time in ancient times. Although he spends his time idle and hanging around in a pile of powder, and some of his ideas are contradictory, he abandons worldly fame and advocates equality for all.
, it has to be admired.
This is a stubborn and simple person.
So yesterday, when he failed to write poems in front of all the beauties, Jia Baoyu must have worked hard to raise his eyebrows today.
Even if he usually has no desires or desires, when it comes to poetry and prose, he still has a winning spirit.
When we were leaving yesterday, Jia Lan guessed what this second uncle was thinking. He was a simple man, and his thoughts were almost written on his face.
"Lang Geer, my lady asked me to give it to you."
During the day, Jia Lan took a note from Daiyu's personal maid Xue Yan. Jia Lan didn't see anyone else and opened it casually. What he saw was Lin Daiyu's familiar small regular script. There was tenderness in the law, and there were only two words on it.
"Hidden clumsiness".
Jia Lan seemed to smile knowingly and said to Xue Yan: "Sister Xue Yan, please reply to Aunt Lin and say, 'Heroes think alike'!"
After saying that, Suyun took out a bag of things and handed it to the other party: "By the way, sister, I have Suzhou cake dumplings here that my ancestors rewarded. I have lost my teeth and can't eat this, so you can take it back to Aunt Lin as well."
Then he emphasized: "It has not been touched."
The baby-faced Xue Yan took it with a smile, thanked him and left.
Immediately afterwards, the eldest maid who welcomed the spring played chess, the eldest maid who explored the spring served as a bookkeeper, and the eldest maid who cherished the spring entered the painting. Even Xue Baochai, who had never been close to Jia Lan, sent her maid Ying'er to convey the message to Jia Lan.
Deliver the message.
[Uncle Bao Er, Uncle Bao Er, the whole family has guessed you.]
For a moment, Jia Lan couldn't laugh or cry. Except for Daiyu, the other aunts made it more obvious than the last one. Was this because they were worried that she was young and arrogant because she had been convicted of a crime at a young age?
Yes, Jia Lan smiled and shook his head. In this beautiful Red Mansion, except for his mother Li Wan and Lin Daiyu, Jia Lan was not familiar with anyone. To put it bluntly, he was just a passerby in life.
On the contrary, Jia Baoyu, although he has all kinds of eccentricities, people come to you every day to be naughty. For women in the boudoir like Sanchun and others, Jia Baoyu is undoubtedly the most important person to them.
And unlike Jia Baoyu, who was born as a heterosexual social cow and played well with Sanchun and others, Jia Lan himself, whether he is the original owner or the Jia Lan who came through the soul, has a quiet character. To put it nicely, he is calm, and to say it is not so nice.
Even if it is boring, it is also because I have been studying abroad for more than a year. I only come back to Jia's house every month to take a break. I have barely run into each other a few times. In addition, there is a generation gap, so the relationship between Sanchun and Jia Lan naturally becomes...
Even more distant.
There are actually other reasons for this, so I won’t list them all in detail here.
Except for Lin Daiyu, Jia Lan still kept in touch with her frequently even though they were in the academy. Not only did their relationship not fade, but they became closer.
Back at the banquet, Yuanchun heard Jia Lan's words and thought he respected his elders. He was so happy that he praised Jia Lan again and gave him a jade Ruyi.
Jia Baoyu on the side was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. He felt that he had tried his best but punched the cotton. After a while, he looked at Jia Lan with a bit of shame in his eyes.
After receiving the reward, Jia Lan returned to his seat and looked at Lin Daiyu with a smile. He pointed at himself with his little finger, then pointed at Daiyu, and then extended his thumb to make a gesture.
Sanchun, who was sitting at the same table, was a little confused when they saw this, but Daiyu understood it, snickered and gave Jialan a roll of her eyes.
Jia Baoyu's body froze immediately when he saw it, and he couldn't help but feel a strong resentment in his heart. His head felt a little swollen and painful, and he almost didn't even hear Yuanchun's question.
After coming back to his senses, Baoyu completely ignited the desire to win and composed six poems in one breath. Yuanchun's face became more joyful after reading it, and he praised: "Not bad! Not bad! My brother has indeed grown a lot!"
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The rewarded Baoyu looked like a rooster that had won a fight, striding past Jia Lan with his head held high, sitting opposite Daiyu and looking at him lovingly.
Jia Lan saw it funny, and silently thought to himself that Uncle Bao's poetic talent was indeed first-class, but due to the doting of Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, he wasted his talent by wandering around in the rouge pile all day long.
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[He likes to travel so much. If it were me, I would give him some support and tanks and let him go out to play. In time, the Jia Mansion of Rongguo will definitely produce a Ronin King no less than Xu Xiake!]
Do you think Xu Xiake is a traveler with broken shoes, ragged clothes, and sleeping in the open? In fact, when he travels, he has his own servant boy and porter following him all the way. Sometimes he even uses the government's horse license to force villagers to carry his luggage for him.
, carry the sedan chair and provide meals.
[Don’t you like those cute little girls with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, pink faces and red lips? When the time comes, I will give you a dozen of them and accompany you all over China.]
Baoyu, who was constantly trying to be courteous to Daiyu, suddenly got a chill and became confused, but he didn't know that his future life had been carefully arranged by his nephew who was staying aside.
That night was another night of fun.
The next day, everyone had breakfast together. Everyone's expressions were no longer as cheerful as the previous two days. Mother Jia and Mrs. Wang kept wiping away their tears.
With tears in his eyes, Yuanchun took Jialan's hand and earnestly urged him to work hard and strive for continued success in this year's provincial examination.
Then she held Jia Mu's hand, and Mrs. Wang couldn't bear to let it go. She forced a smile and said: "Don't worry about me, live a good life and support yourself. Today's grace is so great, I promise to go in and look inside once a month, and I will have everything you need to meet."
, why be miserable."
He repeatedly asked: "If God's grace is still allowed to return to the province next year, we must not spend so much money!"
Concubine Jia and the others were so choked with tears that they couldn't speak. Although Concubine Jia couldn't bear to say goodbye, she couldn't break the royal rules and had no choice but to go to the court. Everyone here finally comforted Concubine Jia and Mrs. Wang, and helped them out of the garden.