In the wing room outside the main hall of the Grand View Garden, the men of the Jia family gathered, and nearly ten tables of eight immortals were opened. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe housekeeper and the chief of Jiafu sent wine and food back and forth.

Jia Yuanchun's poems came in, which naturally attracted a burst of applause from everyone in Jiafu. Who would say that the poems written by the concubine are bad?

Appreciating and commenting on the poems of the concubine, no one will do it in public. Jia Zheng asked the little eunuch and the mandarin duck about the situation inside.

The little eunuch was a clever man, and said with a smile: "The concubine is in high spirits, and she ordered the girls in the mansion to compose poems." One song per person. I only want the second master of your mansion to make four songs. The concubine said: In this way, I will live up to the painstaking work of my professor since childhood. ”

Jia Zheng listened and smiled. This must have been when she was talking to Concubine Yuan in Jia's mother's main room just now, explaining the matter of Baoyu's inscription, which attracted Concubine Yuan's heart.

Confucian etiquette pays attention to the fact that father and son do not sit at the same table. On the next table, Jia Lian and Jia Qiang looked at Jia Huan. Most of the people in Jiafu are "big and coarse". I didn't have much contact with Shilin. I have only heard of Jia Huan's reputation, and I don't know what is going on. If you really want to talk about poetry, the ring brothers here are the masters.

What Jia Lian felt the most was that he went to the teaching department to have fun, no matter which popular girl was, as long as Jia Huan's name was mentioned, absolutely no one would say that he didn't know. It's all admiration and admiration.

Jia Qiang now occasionally follows Mr. Luo, who is a family scholar, to mingle with the cultural circle of Wanping County, Beijing. He is interested in making a name for himself. Of course, it is not by himself, but by Uncle Huan to help operate. Uncle Huan's status as a famous poet, he is very clear. Last year, when I visited Jiangnan, I sang Jia lyrics in the streets and alleys, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

Jia Huan didn't have any ideas, so he sat quietly and drank the crisp rice wine. He wasn't going to be in the limelight tonight. Copying poems also depends on the occasion. He just told Eunuch Chen that he wanted to dedicate poems to Jia Yuanchun for appreciation, but it was just a statement, and he had other plans.

The mandarin duck and the little eunuch re-entered. The little eunuch Xiao Lizi also glanced at Jia Huan when he left. He received news that the third master of Jiafu was going to offer a poem, and he would come out, why didn't the other party react?

The lively banquet continued. After a glass of wine, the hand-recorded poem of the mandarin duck was passed to Jia Huan's table.

Jia Huan held the manuscript and pretended to taste. It's just a show. The concubine's poems, if you don't read them, you can't read them, and you can't read them quickly. It is necessary to take the form seriously. He was thinking about something else.

The scenery of heaven and earth is prepared, and Fangyuan should be named after the great view of Xi.

This is not Jia Yuanchun boasting about the scenery of the Grand View Garden, it really deserves it. Within a small radius of a few miles, there are gardens, rivers, lotus ponds, Taoist temples, farmhouses, bamboos, quiet, wealth, and all kinds of meteorological and scenic spots.

Kinmen Yuhu Immortal Mansion, Guidian Lan Palace Concubine's house.

Tin means "reward". If you follow Jia Huan's habit of using words, you will directly use the word "give".

Jia Yuanchun said to himself: "I have never been short of talent, and I am not good at chanting, my sisters know it well..." It depends on the names of their respective maids.

For example, Yuan Chun, her eldest maid is named Baoqin. She's probably good at playing the piano. The chief maid of the spring is called Si Qi. Yingchun does like to play Go in Jiafuzhong. Quiet woman. The big girl who explores spring is: the servant. The layout of the autumn shuangzhai in the Grand View Garden after the spring exploration does show that she loves calligraphy and inscriptions. The big girl who cherishes spring is called into the painting. Xichun likes to paint, everyone knows it. The drawing is also not bad.

After Jia Huan pretended, he handed the poem to Jia Lian.

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Outside the main hall of the Grand View Garden, when feasting and drinking, there is also a burst of laughter in the main hall.

The banquet in the outer compartment uses the table of eight immortals, while in the main hall, it is a separate meal system. One person, one seat, on both sides. Yuan Chun sat on a high seat, and four little eunuchs served. Mother Jia, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, and Aunt Xue accompanied each other.

Further down are the seats of hairpin, dai, jade, welcome, tan, and cherish. You Shi, Li Kun, Sister Feng, and Qin Keqing personally held the spoon. Qin Keqing originally wanted to ask for leave as usual but was persuaded by You's family: Hairpin and Dai are not of Jiafu blood, they are not the same appearance, even if she is not the daughter-in-law of the Jia family, what if she participates?

Only Baoyu was biting the tip of the pen with a sad face. Jia Yuanchun loved Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Yihong Courtyard, Wuyuan, and Huange Villa (Daoxiang Village) everywhere, and ordered him to compose poems and inscriptions. However, writing four poems in one go is too much of a test of poetic talent.

Therefore, Cao Zijian became a poem in seven steps, known as the talent of the eight buckets, and Li Taibai fought wine poems for a hundred times, which is called a poetic immortal. This is not a job that ordinary people can do.

There are decent maids in Jiafu who can also wait in the main hall. Baoyu, when the girls were composing poems, Yuan Chun and Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others were also talking and laughing, and sometimes fresh hot dishes, home-cooked dishes, and flavor dishes were sent in.

Zijuan, who was standing next to Daiyu, saw that Baoyu was sweating on her forehead, smiled secretly, and said to Daiyu: "Do you want to make a song for Bao Erye?" Look at him bothered..."She only understood Daiyu's thoughts. The girl of her family wants to show off her genius when she writes poetry tonight, and overwhelm the crowd. However, the concubine only gave one person the opportunity to write a poem.

Daiyu had already put down her pen at this time, glanced at Baoyu not far away, and said softly: "What bad idea do you have?" ”

The relationship with Baoyu has improved slightly in the past few days, but she doesn't want to get into trouble. refusing to be a purse caused a huge storm, helping to write a poem, she is in the limelight, God knows what will happen?

Seeking revenge for no reason, sometimes it seems stupid and crazy. It's Baoyu.

When Jia Baoyu was pondering, the poems of Xuan, Hai, Dai, Ying, Tan, and Xi were all presented to Jia Yuanchun for evaluation. Jia Yuanchun looked at it and said with a smile: "After all, Xue Lin's second sister's work is different, and non-foolish sisters can be listed together." ”

Look at Xue Baochai and Lin Daiyu, who sat down and laughed with the sisters of Jiafu, they looked more and more like flowers and jade, and they were different.

Jia Yuanchun laughed in his heart. Her cousin has a good eye, and let her be a matchmaker early and make a marriage with Baochai. Otherwise, with Baochai's dignified and steady temperament, it is a perfect match for Baoyu. She is also relieved in the palace.

As for Daiyu, she seems to have cowardice, which is not in her consideration.

When Baoyu was worried, Baochai, Daiyu and others all walked over to take a look. Returning to his seat, Tanchun smiled and said softly: "Second brother is only afraid that his talent is exhausted." Sister Bao, do you want to help him take a look? "The eldest sister is very valuable, of course she can see it. If Baoyu can't write it, it will be a disappointment. However, in the way of poetry, she is not as good as Sister Bao and Sister Lin.

Comparatively speaking, Sister Zi Shibao is better at talking.

Baochai was wearing a light yellow shirt, dignified and elegant, white and beautiful, bright and unprovoked, compared with Daiyu, it was another style, chuckling and shaking his head.

There are some big things that can be taken into account, and some big things that can't. Of course, she was very clear. She was well aware of the "conflict" between the boy who helped her put on her hat in the cold wind and his brother-in-law. Her position is clear.

The relationship between Baochai and Tanchun is very good, and she knows that Tanchun is shrewd, so she didn't fool her with the words, and pointed: "If the third sister has a heart, you can list a few poems from Fan Chuan's anthology for Brother Bao's reference." ”

Tanchun smiled and nodded. Fan Chuan's anthology is Du Mu's anthology. The words are clear and beautiful, and the hair is handsome. She'd read it. It's very appropriate. If you can't write, don't you still know how to memorize? When the following poems of Du Mu opened Baoyu's mind.

Baoyu was worried, and when she saw Tanchun sending a reference poem, she said happily: "Good sister, you still rely on it." ”

Tanchun couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Who made you offend Sister Bao and Sister Lin very much." "Her brother's achievements and ambitions do not lie in this Jia Mansion, nor in the competition for favor with the second brother Bao. Discord with his brother-in-law is not a good reputation for the third brother.

Baoyu shouted aggrieved while writing with a brush, "How could I have been? "It's okay to offend Sister Lin. Where do you start to offend Sister Bao?

Big Face Treasure didn't understand the situation a bit.

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After the poems in the main hall were written, Jia Yuanchun ordered Tanchun to transcribe a total of more than a dozen poems on colored note, so that the eunuch could pass them on to the outer chamber.

Jia Zheng, Jia Yu and others praised themselves. Jia Zheng's dedication to the province was timely, and the eunuch was sent to Jia Yuanchun inside.

Jia Huan smiled slightly in his seat, how did this "Ode to Returning to the Province" come out, he talked to Jia Zheng's confidant Master Bai, and he was very clear. The content is roughly numerous: an article that praises virtue. In other words, the three views of the political father are still very correct: loyalty to the monarch and patriotism.

Readers respect words. Even if Jia Huan now has the identity of a famous poet, Jia Zheng's words have absolutely no reason for him to revise them.

As for the matter of catching the knife and ghostwriting, Jia Zheng handed it over to the doorman, and he was not looking for him. With his current level of ancient literature, it is not difficult to write a sycophant. Baguwen is originally to train the reader's level of applied literature.

Jia Huan browsed the transcribed poems. The poems of Li Kun and Sanchun are ordinary and ordinary. Baochai and Daiyu's are better.

Baochai wrote: "Ruizao Immortal is a colorful pen, how dare I say anything more." This is a compliment to Yuan Chun. It is very suitable for Sister Bao's dignified and peaceful temperament at any time. A fifteen-year-old girl looks a little older when she writes such sentences.

Of course, you have to understand the situation in Sister Bao's family: her father died early, and her brother Xue Bawang is an unreliable person, and he often makes trouble, such as killing someone or something. It's worse to have this brother than nothing, if she is immature and well-trained, she won't be able to live.

Daiyu wrote: "Xiangrong Jingu wine, Huamei Yutang people." He is fortunate to invite grace, and the palace car passes frequently. "This is a side description of the prosperity of Jiafu, the style is elegant, and the words are pleasant, which is very in line with Sister Lin's literary style...

Jia Huan was reading, and before he had time to read the four poems of the big face treasure, Xiao Lizi, the little eunuch who had been in for a while, came out to pass on Jia Guifei's reward to everyone: Qiong Su Jin Guan and other things.

This can often refer to expensive food. Actually, it's two things. Qiong Su is the nineteenth chapter of the original book of Red Mansions: Jia Baoyu's sugar steamed cheese left to attack people. As for the kum, it is finely sliced meat.

Of course, the reward of the concubine will naturally not be two kinds of food, how many things will be rewarded, and what style will be customized.

Jia Zheng and others thanked him.

Xiao Lizi said again: "The noble concubine passed Jia Huan and Jia Lan to meet you. ”

Everyone in the Jia Mansion in the outer compartment looked at Jia Huan and Jia Lan with their eyes. The eyes are envious, and they take it for granted. These are the two most promising scholars in Jiafu at present. Jiafu is a noble family, but the number of titles and officials is limited. In the end, it still depends on the right path of the imperial examination.

Fortunately, this is a dynasty, if it is in the Ming Dynasty, the descendants and relatives are not qualified for the imperial examination. Many families of poetry, books, and music are reluctant to marry their daughters to the royal family.

Jia Lan was more than ten years old, sitting beside Jia Zheng, wearing a dark blue robe, looking like a little adult, at this time he stood up slightly nervously, his legs were a little shaky, and he looked at Jia Huan, "Third Uncle..."

Jia Huan nodded slightly to Jia Lan, stood up with a calm expression, bowed his hand, and said to the little eunuch kindly: "Please let this father-in-law lead the way." ”

With his current status, future, and potential, it is impossible for Jia Yuanchun not to see him when he returns to his hometown.

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The main hall of the Grand View Garden, the name is the Grand View Building, the east flying floor is called: the decoration of the Jin Pavilion, the west oblique building is called: Han Fang Pavilion.

Jia Qiang ate a few glasses of wine in the side hall, and then went to the pavilion to wait. He is in charge of the troupe in the Grand View Garden. The twelve Xiaodan girls and the teaching were all bought by him from Suzhou. I'm waiting to show the concubine tonight.

Ten years of work off the stage, just waiting for tonight's performance. Jia Qiang's eyes kept looking at Ling Guan, and she was also a little anxious about the infection. A small servant from Jiafu came downstairs to deliver the news. Jia Qiang grabbed him on the steps and asked, "What's going on inside?" ”

The little servant said: "The third master of the noble concubine and Brother Lan have entered." ”

When Jia Qiang heard this, she patted her thigh and said, "Hey, I forgot about this song." To the girls behind him, "all slowly, all breathe a sigh of relief." My Uncle Huan will go in to see the concubine, and it will definitely take a while. ”

Uncle Huan, with that strength, you can make an accident if you have nothing to do. It will never be over for a while.

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In the main hall, the silk and bamboo are pleasant. Jia Huan and Jia Lan walked in again. This time, the pomp and circumstance in the main hall was not as sufficient as when the national salute was performed just now.

Jia Yuanchun, who was high on the platform, was only served by a few little eunuchs. Below are Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang, Mrs. Xing, and Aunt Xue. You Shi, Wang Xifeng, and Li Kun took care of this side of the platform. Qin Keqing took care of the girls in the house:

Baochai, Daiyu, Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, and Baoyu are all there. There are also their own big girls following. Yan Yan smiled. The atmosphere is harmonious.

Jia Huan walked forward with Jia Lan to salute. I thought of Qingwen in my heart. She must have enjoyed the lively occasion. It's a pity that she is not in the temple, and she can't get in.

"Brother Jia Huan has seen the concubine..."Jia Huan had already knelt with the people in Jia's Mansion just now, and at this time it was a family banquet, but he just bowed and bowed.

Jia Lan painted a cat and a tiger and saluted with Jia Huan. Li Kun under the platform, looking at his half-grown son, felt a burst of tenderness in his heart.

The eyes of many ladies in Jiafu, who were eating wine in the main hall, fell on Jia Huan's body. This is enjoyed as a star and a big horn. But this can't be helped, with Jia Huan's current status, when he speaks, don't you weigh it carefully in your heart?

On the platform, Jia Yuanchun was wearing a yellow robe in the costume of a concubine, looked down at the young man with a slightly tall body, a calm bearing, and a calm expression, and nodded with satisfaction, this is the dragon of the Jia family!

No matter how much she dotes on Baoyu, she knows in her heart that Baoyu's future future is definitely not as good as her brother-in-law.

It's not a matter of talent, it's a matter of the imperial examination. It is Jia Huan's status in the civil and official circles at the moment. Who were his teachers? The Book of Rites, the Governor of Huaiyang, and the Book of Rites of Nanjing. Such an opportunity, even if Baoyu goes to the imperial examination now, can he encounter it?

The dynasty has been in place for one hundred and fifty years, enjoying the country for a long time, the world is peaceful, and the civil government governs the country! Today, you can feel the pressure of the civil clique. Her title as a concubine has gone through several twists and turns. Because, according to Confucian etiquette, the Son of Heaven is only allowed to have two concubines, not the current three. This is unacceptable to the orthodox civil servants.

Confucian etiquette restricts not only civil officials, but also the Son of Heaven.

If Jia Huan knew Jia Yuanchun's thoughts at the moment, he would understand why Wang Ziteng talked to him about the contradiction between Scholar Xie and Scholar He on the night of the sixth day of the first lunar month. It's really a bit sharp about the contradictions between the two sides.

Jia Yuanchun stretched out his hand and said softly: "At the time of the family banquet, Brother Huan doesn't need to be polite. "Warm eyes and kind attitude.

Jia Huan got up, this was the first time he had seen Jia Yuanchun's true face clearly: a beauty in ancient costume about twenty years old, with apricot eyes and peach cheeks, elegant and quiet, with a flowery and moonlit appearance, and radiant people. A yellow robe adds to her graceful and luxurious atmosphere.

This is the noble concubine of the dynasty. The only three existences in the harem of the Son of Heaven!

In officialdom, no matter what kind of wind, the pillow wind blowing the Son of Heaven is definitely one of the top tricks. Throughout history, civil officials and eunuch groups in the Ming Dynasty fought back and forth, many times, because the eunuchs were the people in front of the emperor. Otherwise, with the thick black and IQ of civil officials, they are all old hooligans who have read books, and the fathers-in-law can resist?

And the fathers-in-law who are capable of fighting civil officials, in front of the favored concubines, they are weak chickens.

However, Jia Huan doesn't actually have much of a feeling of trembling when he sees the "big guy" in his heart now. It's not that he is sure that Jia Yuanchun won't "kill" him, but because of his analysis and deconstruction of Jia Yuanchun's temperament.

Jia Yuanchun was able to sit on the position of concubine and was favored by the Son of Heaven, and his appearance, temperament, conversation, and talent were all first-class. The skill points of the harem struggle are also about the same. Needless to say, there are only two dirtiest places in the world: brothels and palaces. Of course, Yuan Chun died in the end after losing the political struggle.

There is a sentence in Jia Yuanchun's Dream of Red Mansions "Hate Impermanence", which divulges her temperament: The child's life has entered the Yellow Spring, and the family is happy, and she must regress and withdraw early.

You need to know that if you play politics and enter this circle, there is absolutely no such thing as withdrawing and regressing. If you want to be safe and sound after retreating, you can't naively pin your hopes on the discipline of your political opponents.

To learn from the first assistant of the Ming Dynasty, Xu Jie, he retreated, and the first assistant who helped him up was his student, Zhang Juzheng. That's the safest thing to do. Otherwise, there are a lot of examples: Mr. Xia Yan was killed after stepping down. The old gentleman with high arches has a bleak evening scene.

Therefore, in the face of Yuan Chun, who does not have too many thick black characteristics and struggles with thinking, Jia Huan is actually not afraid of her.

It's a little bit of a familiar beauty, knowing her sadness, sighing, and closeness when she ends badly. In fact, he still wants to inherit Concubine Yuan's favor, right? His marriage to Sister Bao, fortunately, it was Concubine Yuan who came forward as a matchmaker.

Jia Yuanchun gently encouraged Jia Huan, "This year's Enke is scheduled for February 18, and Brother Huan should study more and should not indulge in the fun of frolicking and feasting." I know that Brother Huan has the ability to manage things. Young talents. However, ignore everything at home and prepare for the exam. ”

After saying this, he looked at Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others.

Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others expressed their own positions. Jia Huan should come down one by one.

Jia Yuanchun smiled gracefully, set his eyes on Jia Lan, and said a few words to Jia Lan. Jia Lan answered one by one.

According to the normal order, it was time for Jia Huan and Jia Lan Shane to withdraw next. Although Jia Huan said that he was not afraid of Yuan Chun, this did not mean that Yuan Chun had no means at all. The trick of beating Jia Huan has been carried out in silence.

Just ask, what is Jia Huan most famous for? The first thing that can be boasted of is his own poetry. And in today's process of writing poems, Yuan Chun likes and lifts Baoyu alone, but he doesn't want Jia Huan to compose poems, isn't this a beating?

The beating of the superior is often like this. If you can't understand it yourself, that's your own problem.

Who is Jia Huan? Of course he can understand it. However, Jia Yuanchun didn't take the initiative to mention the positioning of him and Baoyu, and he couldn't forcibly explain it to Yuanchun. Human feelings are sophistication.

Jia Huan bowed and saluted, "The younger brother has a poem, which I will dedicate to the concubine to read." He took out a piece of notebook from his sleeve pocket.

In an instant, in the main hall of the Grand View Building, there was only the team brought by Yuan Chun from the palace playing music.

Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and the others all changed their faces. Brother Huan'er: This is an extremely uninteresting performance. It is a great sin to ruin tonight's provincial relatives. He couldn't afford it.

Jia Yuanchun's face changed slightly.

Xiao Lizi, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately understood, and took Jia Huan's notebook in three or two steps and presented it to Jia Yuanchun.

Jia Huan smiled slightly.

Jia Yuanchun wanted to see him because he wanted to see what the next generation of leaders in Jiafu was like. And he also wants to see Jia Yuanchun! What he wanted to avoid was that the foundation of Jiafu's power would be severed. It's about his game layout. He wants to keep Jia Yuanchun's position in the palace.

The harem is deep and secluded. God knows, after Yuanchun is provincial, he still has no chance to meet Yuanchun. Something, he had to say.

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Jia Yuanchun stared at the notebook on the desk with his eyes. There are waves in my heart.

She wasn't reading Jia Huan's poems. The poem is a good line: "... The bright moon should be in the hometown. If you want to go to the sea and the sky to find the moon, the five watches fly and dream of crossing the Kunyang. However, it was the following sentence of the poem that shocked her:

The younger brother heard that the profits of the Zhen family's trafficking in illicit salt belonged to the prince, and the Son of Heaven did not know.

But all the princes who have to spend money are mostly not good. Jia Yuanchun has been in the palace for many years, and some things still understand. couldn't help but look at Jia Huan in surprise. Jia Huan nodded calmly and calmly to Concubine Jia. A positive reply was given.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that Jia Huan announced a personal vendetta and led the team to copy the Zheng family, and if he wants to say that the Zhen family is involved in trafficking in illicit salt, he definitely knows it. And the Son of Heaven asked the Zhen family for a deficit, thinking that the Zhen family had profits from trafficking in illicit salt.

Jia Yuanchun took a deep breath, picked up his pen, copied Jia Huan's poem, suppressed the emotions in his heart, showed a smile, and handed it to the eunuch beside him, "Pass it to everyone." My brother's talent, the amount of the minister! ”

Originally, it was put away for Jia Yuanchun. If this leaks out, it will cause a huge political storm. Abolishing the crown prince is a matter that shakes the foundation of the country.

Jia Yuanchun's extremely high praise made Jia Mu, Mrs. Wang and others surprised inexplicably. Why did the situation bring Jia Huan back again? Is Jia Huan's poem so good? However, they fight all day long, and their kung fu is still good. Joy and anger are not expressed.

Many of the female dependents in Jiafu were all light-faced. There are also many people who care about Jia Huan. The atmosphere came alive again.

Jia Huan saluted again, took Jia Lan to bid farewell to Jia Yuanchun, and left the main hall briskly.

At 0:00 on the 16th day of the first month of the thirteenth year of Yongzhi.