Chapter 117: First View of the Grand View Garden (Continued)
"Brother Bao is not what he used to be. How can he still be like he used to be? He can concentrate on reading and writing. It is said that a theater in Beijing has come to ask for manuscripts. On that day, I heard from Xiren that Brother Bao was still at home.
A table was set up in the courtyard to celebrate, but no outsiders were invited."
Tanchun is obviously better informed than Xiangyun.
"Why don't we sisters know?" Shi Xiangyun knew that Baoyu must have a temper that he couldn't hide, and was quite surprised.
"Second brother Xirenchenbao thinks it's just an invitation to write a manuscript, which can be regarded as a recognition of himself, but he will have to wait until one day the script he wrote is in the theater and becomes a big play that everyone sings, and he will be successful. Now he is learning more and more.
Thanks to Brother Feng's calmness." Tan Chun was still quite proud of Baoyu's growth.
Xiangyun pursed his lips and smiled, "Tan girl, I still don't feel that Brother Caibao behaved like he has grown up just now."
"There has to be a process that takes its time. If I don't see you, I won't be much better than him." Tan Chun couldn't help but glare at Xiangyun.
Feng Ziying saw Tan Chun and Xiang Yun muttering at the side, turned around and asked: "What are you two sisters talking about, so happy?"
Tan Chun smiled and said, "Yun'er said that Brother Bao is very different from usual. His demeanor is elegant and extraordinary, which makes people admire him with admiration."
Feng Ziying was sure that Shi Xiangyun would never say such words, especially to Baoyu, but Baoyu obviously didn't realize this. Hearing Tanchun say that Xiangyun praised him so much, he even beamed with joy.
"Well, after three days of separation, we should treat each other with admiration. Baoyu is no longer a monk under Wu. If he can settle down and accumulate for another two years, Mr. Hairuo will set an example." Of course, Feng Ziying did not hesitate to encourage this guy who was reluctantly on the right path. In his words
Full of encouragement and encouragement.
Jia Baoyu was shocked when she heard that Feng Ziying had set Mr. Hai Ruo as her target. Besides, she was very confident in her literary talent, but she still didn't dare to compare with Mr. Hai Ruo. She waved her hands and shook her head, "
Brother Feng, please don't say such words, there is no place for outsiders to laugh to death. Mr. Hai Ruo's "Four Notes of Linchuan" has not been surpassed by anyone so far, and "The Peony Pavilion" is even known as the swan song. How can I dare to emulate him?
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"Baoyu, that's not what you're saying. Although Mr. Hairuo is famous all over the world now, he probably couldn't have written a legendary novel like "Thirteen Stick Monks Save the King of Tang" when he was your age, right?" Feng Ziying
He disagreed, "You have a solid foundation in poetry and poetry, whether it is a legend or a drama. It is more about having a subtle insight into the world and showing skill in small things. You are still young now. After several years of experience,
You can slowly figure out a lot about your understanding of the world around you, and I'm very optimistic about you."
The news that Baoyu devoted himself to writing the legendary storybook gradually spread in the mansion. At least people like Xiangyun and Tanchun knew about it, and the servants also vaguely knew about it, but they didn't know that Baoyu's storybook had been published in "
became popular on Today's News.
Of course, Baoyu's ultimate goal is not to write a legendary story. After all, this kind of work seems to be insufficient at the moment. Although it has a wider audience, many tea garden storytellers have already begun to publish "Thirteen Stick Monks Save the King of Tang".
After sorting it out and starting to talk about it in the tea gardens, it became very popular, but after all, it is something for the Lower Riba people.
The script of the drama is his ultimate goal, and that is what can be admired by scholars.
"Besides, Brother Yu thought that the storybook of this legend may not be inferior to the playbook. It's just that people prefer to watch plays. But now tea garden storytellers are very popular, and ordinary people in the capital city are following them. Your "Thirteen Sticks"
"The Monk Saves the King of Tang Dynasty" is widely sung in the tea gardens. In the future, as long as you go out and say "Stubborn Stone Nods", no one knows, and who doesn't? Folk singing may not be inferior to the praise of scholars, and who can predict the changes in the future?
Can you make it clear?"
Feng Ziying's words made Baoyu feel scared and surprised at the same time. What was scary was that Brother Feng had such high expectations for her, and what was surprising was that Brother Feng was so optimistic about her performance.
He didn't realize that he had unknowingly valued Brother Feng's evaluation of him more and more. Perhaps this was because he was more eager to be recognized by the mainstream after finding the direction of his struggle. Brother Feng seemed to be the representative of the mainstream now.
Feng Ziying ignored Baoyu, who had all kinds of thoughts in her heart, and walked straight forward. Tanchun reminded Baoyu, and then Baoyu suddenly woke up from his dream and hurriedly followed.
Entering this mountainous rockery, winding around, you can see the lush green trees, all of which are evergreen trees in the north. After some pruning, they are full of green, and a clear stream flows down from the depths of the grass and trees.
Among the cracks in the strange rocks, when you are familiar with it, you will suddenly see the light, and you can vaguely see the carved and embroidered railings hidden among the trees in the mountain col, which adds a bit of magnificence.
As we walked along the road, we saw the stream coming down from the mountain like a clear waterfall pouring snow, and strange rocks floating in the clouds. Going further, we saw a white stone fence surrounding a clear pool, with a bridge flying over it, and a pavilion standing proudly on top of it.
Feng Ziying had a slight impression of the description in the book "A Dream of Red Mansions", so she asked with a smile: "Baoyu, this pavilion is very well built, what do you plan to name it?"
Baoyu scratched his head and worried, "I came to see it the day before yesterday, and happened to meet Mr. Hu and Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng said that there is a pavilion named Yiran Pavilion, but I thought it was a bit rough, so it would be better to name it Xieyu Pavilion.
, but I think it’s a little thin, so why not ask Brother Feng to name it.”
Feng Ziying was a little confused. Shouldn't these names have been chosen by Baoyu a long time ago? Why did it fall on her now?
After hesitating for a moment, Feng Ziying looked around and pondered for a long time before saying: "The flowers and trees around here are calm and the streams are refreshing. If it is enough to refresh people's hearts and enjoy the fragrance in summer, how about calling it Qinfang?"
"Okay, I got the name Brother Feng well. I hit the nail on the head!" Xiangyun was the first to applaud, "In such a leisurely place, if we can have a banquet in the pavilion in the summer, drink and order.
, there must be a different world."
"Girl Yun is known for having banquets all day long..." Tan Chun joked.
Jia Baoyu pondered for a while and felt that Feng Ziying's name was excellent, and said with emotion: "The plaque has a name, but it still needs couplets, so Brother Feng will do it..."
Before Baoyu could finish speaking, Feng Ziying had already waved her hand, "Baoyu, this is your business. I've already said it. It's just that I'm not good at naming and writing poems. It's not easy to get one by chance.
It’s your turn to come.”
Baoyu didn't refuse, and chanted a little before speaking: "The willows around the embankment borrow three poles of green, and the flowers on the other side of the bank share the fragrance."
Although Feng Ziying could not remember the couplet on the Qinfang Pavilion's doorpost, she estimated that it was this one. Judging from Baoyu's leisurely and contented look, it was clear that he was extremely satisfied with this couplet.
"Okay, Baoyu has really made a lot of progress this year!" Feng Ziying also thought it was very well written, while Xiangyun and Tanchun couldn't wait to write it down, and transcribed it when they returned home.
After leaving the pavilion and crossing the pond, he walked slowly forward, only to see a winding pink wall in front of him, with several couplets and huts inside, surrounded by clusters of green bamboos of different heights. Feng Ziying was stunned and suddenly realized that this was probably what he would do in the future.
"Xiaoxiang Pavilion", if there is no bamboo, how can we call Xiaoxiang concubine?
Entering the door, you will find a winding path paved with fine cobblestones, with banana and pear trees on both sides. There are not many houses inside, only three to five, two dark and three bright, with beds and chairs arranged inside.
The case is quite plain.
The backyard is full of crabapples, bananas and pear apricots. Extending along the pink wall, there is a step ditch made of stone strips. A clear spring leaches from the stone cracks beside the wall and spirals around the wall to the bamboo forest.
The space adds a bit of tranquility.
Seeing that Feng Ziying was silent and just stood watching quietly, Baoyu, Xiangyun, and Tanchun were a little puzzled. They wanted to talk, but they saw that Feng Ziying was in a daze, obviously thinking of something, so they didn't dare to disturb them. Okay.
After a while, Feng Ziying couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Even I am a little envious of such a good place."
Baoyu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "Actually, the two gentlemen told the eldest sister when they were building this garden. The eldest sister also said that there is no need to be too extravagant, but just don't fall behind others, and it is also in harmony with others.
The two masters said that they should plan carefully when building this garden. She usually might not be able to come back every two or three years, so the garden could not be wasted, so they arranged for the sisters in the mansion to stay there, as did the two masters.
According to the wishes of the eldest sister, the craftsman made the arrangements in the previous planning. The ancestors are Brother Feng, who is also a member of the same family as our Jia family. If you don't dislike it, I will leave a garden in the house in the future.
It also allows me to ask for help at any time..."
Feng Ziying had to say that Jia Baoyu had really grown up a lot. He would never have been able to say such words before, and what he said really touched him.
From the past life, which Red Mansion fan has not imagined and missed the Grand View Garden? I am afraid that countless people can only dream of having the opportunity to have a resting place in the Grand View Garden.
Of course, Feng Ziying also knew that such things could only be said and thought about.
How can an outsider have a special place to rest in the Grand View Garden, which is dominated by women? Doesn’t this ruin the family tradition?
If you want to stay here for a night or two occasionally, that's fine. But if you want to prepare a place specially for you to stay there for a long time, that's definitely not possible. The Jia family can't bear the rumors from outside.
"Brother Yu is convinced of Baoyu's kindness." Feng Ziying smiled and shook her head, "This garden is like what the imperial concubine said. It costs so much, and she doesn't come back often. If it is idle and lacks popularity, it will soon decline, so let the palace
It is indeed a good thing for my sisters to move in. As for outsiders, that’s not necessary. Brother Yu was just a joke before."
Shi Xiangyun and Tanchun also breathed a sigh of relief. If they really wanted Brother Feng to have a garden inside, it would be really embarrassing. Rumors from the outside world would definitely ruin a person's reputation. Hearing Brother Feng say this
He said that it would be convenient to live in his own home in the future.