Coming out of the Shen Mansion, Feng Ziying went straight to the Jia Mansion.

There is no way, it is so busy, and as the marriage with the Shen family is getting closer and closer, Lin Yatou can't sit still.

Although she knew that her marriage would take more than two years, this insecurity of losing her father made this delicate and sensitive girl a little squeamish.

So the dogma that unmarried couples should not meet was thrown aside, anyway, after Jia Huan was sent to Qingtan Academy by Feng Ziying, under the guise of going to Jiafu to teach Baoyu, entering and leaving Jiafu was no different from entering and leaving Feng's mansion.

Now Feng Ziying doesn't need anyone to guide the reception when she enters Jiafu, according to what the porter said, the lord has already said hello, and Uncle Feng is like a person in the mansion, free to enter and exit.

Seeing people coming and going in the courtyard, Ni Er's house was actually outside the second gate.

asked a few words, it should be for the matter of the garden, I am preparing to tear up with Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, Taihu Lake Stone has been shipped a lot, but the price is ridiculous.

Hearing Ni Er complaining there, but with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he knew that this guy was not greedy enough, and wanted to scrape more money from Jiafu, Feng Ziying didn't bother to pay attention to it, and left directly.

Seeing Feng Ziying's figure, Zijuan, who had been wandering outside the door, was overjoyed, and her round face was almost squinting with love.

"Uncle is here."

"Well, is Sister Lin here?"

"Yes, it's just that the appetite is not very good." Zijuan pursed her lips and smiled very cutely, especially a pair of dimples and crescent eyes, which are particularly intimate, Feng Ziying doesn't know if this is because she has a preconceived feeling, in short, she thinks Zijuan is particularly reliable, credible and cute.

"Oh?" Feng Ziying glanced at Zijuan, "Your young lady is playing petty again?" ”

"No, it's just that the uncle always doesn't come, and he has been to the second master's side a few times, but he never comes to the girl's side, and the girl must be a little unhappy when she knows." Zijuan pursed her lips and smiled, "And the uncle also promised to paint another picture for the young lady, how long has it been since he came back from Yangzhou, but he has not fulfilled it." ”

Hey, Feng Ziying subconsciously wanted to sigh.

Do you know how busy the master is, the Shen family over there has to hand in a poem every month, Baochai has not yet landed, so naturally he needs to appease him from time to time, Daiyu here is finally finalized, and there are also uncles, grandmothers, Yun Yatou, and three girls together.

It's hard for me.

"Didn't you tell your young lady that you have been teaching Baoyu these days, isn't it also to let Baoyu get on the right path, so that he won't come to pester your young lady all day long?" Feng Ziying followed Zijuan inside.

"The girl also said, if the master asked the second master to write a script, is it the right way?" Zijuan shook his head with a smile, "I also said that the master was also fooled by the uncle, if Baoyu really has no way out in the future, he will rely on the uncle in the future and see what the uncle will do." ”

"Yo, your young lady is so young?" Feng Ziying was full of confidence, "When the time comes, it will impress you, how can you be a person who is not sure about doing things?" ”

"Really? That little sister wants to see how Brother Feng can make Second Brother Bao, who wrote the legendary book, become famous for a while. ”

Daiyu who was leaning on the door was graceful and graceful, just looking at Feng Ziying so stupidly, her eyes were already slightly red, and the slightly pursed cherry lips and the style flowing from her eyebrows were mixed with the faint atmosphere of self-pity and self-pity, which really made people feel the urge to pour her into her arms and take pity on her.

It's only fourteen years old, and it's not even fifteen years old, but why does it always make people have an urge to get their blood up?

Feng Ziying has to admit that some women are really born charming, like Daiyu, they don't need any posture, just stand there, that style, that breath, naturally, leisurely, like a magnet to attract everyone's attention, regardless of men, women, old and young.

Looking at Daiyu's resentful gaze and Chu Chu's moving pretense of indifference, Feng Ziying has long been experienced, this girl just likes to have a little temper, she only needs to follow that one or two sentences, and then quickly attract the other party's mind to the things she is interested in, and everything is OK.

"My sister will see a completely different Baoyu, but it takes time, everything is not easy, Baoyu has realized this, let's wait and see." Feng Ziying stepped forward, and the print in her hand was just like this, and it completely attracted Daiyu's attention.

"Huh? Brother Feng finally remembered his promise to his little sister, and the little sister thought that Brother Feng was busy with official affairs and had forgotten about it a long time ago. Daiyu's eyes fluttered, and the sweat towel in her hand was handed to Zijuan.

"Since it's for my sister, the foolish brother naturally has to work hard to conceive, if it's perfunctory, then it will lose its meaning, this painting is the most naughty work of the foolish brother for so long, well, in addition, the foolish brother's literary thoughts have also been squeezed out." Feng Ziying covered the prints with a cloth, and she couldn't see them outside, which whetted the appetite of Daiyu and Zijuan.

"Huh?" Daiyu and Zijuan were both surprised, Daiyu couldn't help but cover her mouth with her hands, she couldn't care about being reserved anymore, and reached out to take the drawing board, "Brother Feng has written poetry?" Let the little sister see. ”

Feng Ziying handed it over, and Daiyu hurriedly opened the covering, and her eyes were suddenly firmly attracted to it, and she couldn't break away anymore.

The same style sketch, the bow of the passenger ship painting, a woman wearing a long skirt, covered with a cloak, her head slightly lowered, as if she was secretly sad, the crescent moon is like a hook, there are still a few stars, standing alone, the shape is alone, a look of pity lingering.

Lin Daiyu naturally recognized at a glance that this was the night when she was returning to the north, standing on the bow of the boat and crying, and later it was Brother Feng who came to comfort herself before sending herself into the cabin.

"It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is dewed and the midnight is up." Lin Daiyu gently stood up to the reciter, chewing repeatedly, and the tactful desolation contained endless thoughts, which made Lin Daiyu stupid for a while.

"Girl, girl!"

Zijuan saw at a glance that her girl seemed to be a little distracted again, which hurt her body the most, so she quickly pulled Daiyu's arm and shook it gently.

Daiyu finally woke up from her addiction, and let out an "ah", then she turned her face and looked at Feng Ziying, her voice trembling slightly, "Brother Feng, you painted this sentence, and you wrote the poem?" ”

"Well, sort of." Feng Ziying scratched her head, anyway, she had already been a copyist with Shen Yixiu a few times, and she didn't care about being like this again in Lin Yatou, and he also felt that this poem was very in line with the artistic conception of this painting, and it could reveal Daiyu's state of mind at that time and now.

Looking at Daiyu's expression change and trembling voice, Feng Ziying knew that she had succeeded again, this kind of thing is not worth mentioning, but for girls with similar moods, it is simply a dimensionality reduction blow, and it is unstoppable to destroy the girl's mental defense.

Gently holding the drawing board in her arms, Daiyu's cheeks flushed and floated, as if she was still indulging in the artistic conception brought by this poetry and painting.

Feng Ziying sighed, and even gave birth to a sense of urgency, maybe she really needs such a few more works to hide, and when she encounters a critical moment, she can play it at the right time, and she can receive miraculous results.

"Great, Brother Feng, it's better than what you gave me last time, why is this poem only two lines? Could it be that Brother Feng, you have always been like this, and you only like to write this kind of residual sentence? A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Daiyu's mouth, "Or are you really using this way to avoid those poetry clubs?" ”

"How can it be so exaggerated?" Feng Ziying didn't expect that the story of her hiding from those poetry clubs in the city of Beijing had spread so much, even Daiyu and them knew, "I just don't have that much time and energy, and that kind of occasion is improvised, I don't have that impatience, I have to repeatedly brew and meditate when I write poems." ”

Feng Ziying's explanation was obviously unconvincing, and Daiyu didn't refute it, just smiled and unfolded the drawing board again, and looked at it silently for a long time, "Brother Feng, the little sister is not very demanding, can you paint a picture like this for the little sister every year in the future, and then inscribe a poem or two, and the little sister will not ask for anything." ”

Facing Daiyu's longing and hopeful gaze, Feng Ziying couldn't even think of refusing.

Knowing that he has little stock of this kind of poems left in his stomach, it is easy to paint, but it is even more difficult to match, and to match the artistic conception of poetry and painting, but he can't refuse Daiyu.

"If my sister likes it, no matter how hard my brother is, he will do his best." Feng Ziying smiled bitterly and said, "It's just that my sister doesn't think it's so good at that time, so don't blame me for Jiang Lang's talent." ”

"As long as it is written by Brother Feng, it is excellent." Daiyu's evaluation is categorical and unquestionable.

"Okay, as soon as my sister said this, the foolish brother was really embarrassed." Feng Ziying waved her hand, "As long as my sister likes it, my sister hasn't gone out in the house during this time, is it boring?" ”

"Although the little sister didn't go out, Sister Bao often came over, and the little sister sometimes went to Lixiangyuan, and the little sister from Sister Miaoyu's side also went twice, Brother Feng, do you know that the handkerchief that has been with Sister Miaoyu for many years, who is the family that came to Beijing with Sister Miaoyu this time?" Lin Daiyu's eyes flowed, and she was very proud.

"Who is it?" Feng Ziying didn't react for a while.

"It's the eldest uncle's brother's family, and the sister's handkerchief is the daughter of the Xing family, and she is really a daughter who is out of the world. Daiyu sighed with emotion, "So Brother Feng, why is this world so small?" ”

Feng Ziying reacted when she heard Daiyu say this, it turned out to be Xing Xiuyan's family? This history continues to overlap with some stumbling.