The spring breeze in the capital rose, and the frost was removed last night.

At the beginning of February, the Grand View Garden is full of spring greenery. The willows on the lake embankment are green, and the flute sound in the Concave Crystal Pavilion is long.

In the early morning, the air is still cold at night. In Yihong Courtyard, Jia Baoyu was sitting in front of the mirror, and Jin Chu'er was serving him to wash his face and comb his hair. The plump charming man held the clothes aside.

Baoyu looked at the Western clock in the room, a little anxious. He'll be out later.

Lie Jin Chu'er stood behind Baoyu, carefully combing her hair with a grate. She was getting older, her figure was long, and her chest was full of curves under her thin jacket. Girl with a big face. Speaking of taking care of people, she used to work as an errand in Mrs. Wang's house, and her standard was no worse than that of an attacker. Of course, her appearance is not as good as her friend, and she is like Gui Rulan's attack.

Jin Chu'er chuckled and said, "Second master, I got the color of the concubine some time ago. Great event. Yesterday I cried and laughed. Is that okay today? Hurriedly went out, did Mingyan and Li Gui wait? Don't you say a word to the lord and wife? ”

Jia Baoyu has a big round face, jade face and starry eyes, and is beautiful. As the saying goes: the face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the color is like the flower of spring dawn. smiled: "The master is busy sitting in the court every day, what do I say?" Where is the wife, let's talk about it when my friend returns.

To say, the third ring has done all the bad things, and the access control has done good things, and you can go out with your waist card and ID card. So as not to be verbose. ”

"Poof..."

Several maids in the house, such as Jin Chu'er, Meiren, Qianxue, Musk Yue, Qiuwen, and Bi Jin, all laughed coquettishly: Why is the third master doing bad things?

For a moment, it was as if there were wind chimes ringing in the house. This is the daily life of Brother Jiafu!

Baoyu shook his head with a smile and ordered: "Ask Liu Wu'er to bring the poem I wrote yesterday, and I will take it out to Qin Jingqing and Qi Guan." ”

Earlier, because of the uproar about Baoyu attacking people in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Liu Wu'er was frightened and complained of illness and did not dare to go to Yihong Courtyard on an errand. However, with Baoyu's status in Jiafu, with his water grinding kung fu for girls. Or will Liu Wu'er come to his house to get close.

Qian Xue has a slender posture and a beautiful posture, wearing an emerald green long skirt, and goes out with a smile. A moment later, Liu Wu'er came in.

An eighteen-year-old girl, known as a weak disease. Although she is the daughter of a cook, she was born like Ping, Raid, Purple, and Mandarin Duck. looks similar to Qingwen. Of course, it is not as good as Qingwen, it is inferior. Qingwen's posture is ranked first in the Red Mansion Golden Hairpin and the second book, which is not comparable to leisure.

As the saying goes, how sad can you be, just like two single dogs. From the abundance of pretty maid resources in the Baoyu room, it can be seen that Jiafu is prosperous today.

Liu Wu'er has always been frail, handed the poem manuscript in his hand to Baoyu, and said in a delicate whisper: "Second master, I'll get it for you." ”

"Hmm." Baoyu answered, and by this time he had finished combing his hair and stood up to change his clothes. Jin Chu'er, charming serving.

The big face treasure asked Liu Wu'er thoughtfully, "The weather is cold, you are weak, don't eat cold." "If there's anything that doesn't go your way, talk to me, don't get sick in your heart." "I asked the third sister yesterday, your mother's evaluation last month was middle and lower, she won't be kicked out of the garden, just fine some silver, don't worry."

Liu Wu'er, who was chatting (flirting), responded sentence by sentence, with a delicate blush on his face, a look of gratitude, and a big face Bao was satisfied, so he looked at his poems.

Winter night is a thing: the dream of plum soul bamboo has been three watches, and the brocade eagle has not yet slept in place. The pine shadow only sees the crane, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground without smelling the warbler. The female slave Cui sleeve poetry is cold, and the son's golden mink is light in wine. But he likes to serve children to try tea, and sweep the new snow to cook in time.

In the thirteenth year of Yongzhi, the Grand View Garden was first completed. He wrote two poems describing his life in the Grand View Garden, which is an event on a spring night and a summer night (see the original text in the original book of the Red Mansion, there is no water here). However, the change in the house, Sister Lin's empathy, in the past three years, he has only written a poem about the autumn night. It wasn't until now, because of the Lantern Festival, that he won the color of the concubine and pressed the head of the old man, and he was able to write this poem.

Baoyu dressed well. A two-color gold butterfly wears a red arrow sleeve, with a slender posture and elegant look. The neck is tied with a piece of beautiful jade with five-colored silk. Very outstanding son-in-law. He was sixteen.

Baoyu put the poems with him and said, "Jin Chu'er, I'm going." Wu'er returned the script of "The Legend of the New White Snake" on my desk to Sister Yun. Today, this scene was premiered in Man Tingfang in the east of the city. "He got the script of the play last night, and he cried and laughed when he saw it. Sigh the world, joys and sorrows.

Copywriting, in Yihong Courtyard, is all in charge of Liu Wu'er. He learned this from the third elder of the ring. The big and small maids in Jia Huan's house are all literate. Seriously, it is an alternative literary style, and he is very envious.

Liu Wu'er said: "Hmm." ”

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The capital is divided into three large areas: the imperial city, the inner city and the outer city. In the form of concentric circles, it expands outward. According to the data of the household department in the eleventh year of Yongzhi, the permanent population of Jingshi is about 3 million. In this giant city with several prosperous cities in the world, aside from the biggest weight of the power field, there are also different customs and customs.

Eating, drinking, and merrymaking, goods from all over the world, and curiosities from all over the world. The imperial capital is magnificent, and the weather is myriad.

From the Dongzhi Gate of the inner city, six or seven miles to the east, is the well-known, humanistic Jingyuan located on both sides of the North Lake.

Half a mile to the south, there is the South Lake. Along the west shore of the lake, there are all kinds of exquisite buildings, pavilions and pavilions, hidden in the lake forest. Such as: the well-known star building (auction house), Yunxuan (club).

Man Tingfang is located on Xinfeng Street, which is dozens of meters away in front of the Star Picking Building. A two-mile-long street with two rows of facades. There are many high-rise buildings and all kinds of shops. Bustling with activity. It is a bluestone pavement. Clean.

In the Jingshi area, to the outer city, it is densely populated, but there are many fewer exquisite and tall buildings. Urban-rural junction.

But this Xinfeng Street in the east of the outer city is an exception. There are restaurants in the street (scholars' restaurants), teahouses, theaters, rice shops, silver horns, pharmacies, iron shops, porcelain, silk, book shops, fruit shops, coal shops, north and south goods, etc. In the east of the outer city, there are 12 points of popularity and wealth. Guests come like clouds, gold and silver flow.

It is the property of Jiafu.

To be more specific, Jiafu Gongzhong accounts for one share, Jia Huan accounts for four shares, Xianheng Commercial Bank of Wendao Academy accounts for two shares, the micro-business giant Wang family accounts for two shares, Lin Ji (Lin Zhiyun) accounts for half of the shares, and the big clans and gentry here account for half of the shares.

Similar to the operation of Wanda Plaza.

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Jia Baoyu took eight long entourage, took a carriage all the way to the outer city, checked the ticket at the gate of Man Tingfang in the south of Xinfeng Street, and entered the theater.

Mantingfang is the largest theater in Beijing, second to none. Tranquil setting. It is not like the row of seats in a modern theater, but the front row of private seats, separated by screens. There are a few steps to go up. Below, in the back, are rows of seats. The second floor is a private room that can be used for female dependents.

"Baoyu, here..."

Jia Baoyu just walked to the front row, and was looking for a place along the ticket number, in the No. 3 seat, about half a meter high, Qin Zhong shouted and beckoned Baoyu in.

"How? Have you ever started? ”

"It's early. I'm all waiting. ”

"Where's Boss Jiang?"

"Look at his apprentices in the background."

Qi official Jiang Yuhan is a famous actor in Beijing. Good at Xiao Dan. Men dressed as women. He was fed in the palace of Prince Shun, like a canary. And now that Prince Shun has been given death, he has come out of it.

Due to the rise of the Beijing Central Theater, Jiang Yuhan did not entrust himself to the mansion of the powerful, but sang in various gardens. Great fame. Honorific title boss. Jiafu was born in Suzhou, and many of them were his apprentices.

In layman's terms, Qi Guan is now a popular star in the Liyuan industry. Then, he encountered problems that any star would encounter, similar to the four young people in the capital, the children of the powerful Jia family, and Jia Qiang helped him solve it.

Jia Qiang's wife, Ling Guan, Fang Guan and others are good sisters.

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In the backstage of Man Tingfang, all the girls and makeup artists are preparing. Costumes and props are everywhere.

Nowadays, the pear orchard industry in the capital, if you want to become famous and become a corner, you must take the stage in Mantingfang and be recognized.

Lao Jia, the head of the class, waited at the door of the backstage to see if there were any problems for him to deal with. Qi Guan was talking to Fang Guan, Civil Official, Rui Guan and other girls about the precautions before going on the stage, "It's been lined up so many times, you let go and sing." The book of the third master of the ring must be wonderful. ”

Six or seven girls, including Fang Guan, Civil Official, and Rui Guan, nodded.

Among these people, Fang Guan is the most outstanding. Smart and clever, with a good appearance, a delicate and graceful figure, round hips and jade legs. The best voice.

Lao Jia was watching and being photographed, but it was a broker who came and went from the mansion of a powerful person, and said with a smile: "Uncle Wei didn't go to the front to watch the play, why did he come to the back?" ”

Uncle Wei was a chubby man, about twenty years old, his eyes swept over Fang Guan, and then he took it back, and said with an ambiguous smile: "Lao Jia, there is a master who has two hundred taels of silver, please Fang Guan go and meet the guests." ”

Lao Jia's face changed slightly.

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