Chapter 88: Everyone Writes Poems
After playing for a while, Qingwen led a group of maids and servants to bring back the food. Five taels of silver was not a small amount of money. Various exquisite dishes were packed in three or five baskets, with more than ten plates.
The temperature in the yard was just right at the moment, and everyone didn't want to stay in the house, so they had a table brought up and sat directly in the yard.
"Didn't Brother Bao say that he had some new poems? Why don't you tell us about them and let us appreciate them?"
As soon as Tanchun finished speaking, Baoyu's eyes lit up immediately, and the sisters who were waiting to see him also looked over. He felt that he had become the core of the sisters again, and he couldn't help feeling happy.
"Well, there is one!"
"The pale autumn beauty reflects on the double doors, and the seven sections gather into a basin full of snow. Taizhen emerges from the bath with her shadow made of ice, and Xizi holds her heart with jade as her soul.
The morning breeze does not dispel the thousands of worries, and the night rain adds another tear. I lean on the painted railing alone as if I have a purpose, and the clear anvil and the complaining flute send off the dusk!
It is true that Baoyu does not like reading, but what he hates are the Four Books and Five Classics. However, he has some talent for miscellaneous studies or poetry!
Just like this poem, it portrays Daiyu vividly!
"Good!" Jia Cong praised loudly and raised his glass to drink with Baoyu.
The other girls looked at Daiyu with a half-smile, which made Daiyu feel ashamed and angry. "What's this sorrow and that tear? This is really not a good poem!"
Baoyu was not surprised when he heard this, and even stepped forward to beg for mercy, "Sister Lin, please don't be angry. I will write a better one for you in the next two days."
"Who wants your damned poem? Who doesn't know how to write a poem?"
"Sister Lin is right. When it comes to poetry, we have two masters here!" Baochai said with a smile, "One of them is naturally my eldest sister-in-law. She comes from a family of scholars and her knowledge is far beyond ours. The other one is Brother Cong!"
"Brother Cong was the first in the three companies and served on the frontier for two years. How can we compare with him in terms of knowledge and experience?"
"Hahaha! Sister Bao is wrong. In order to prepare for the imperial examination, I only read the scriptures all day long. If I could recite the Four Books and Five Classics, I would be able to do it. But when it comes to poetry, I can't compare to Baoyu, let alone my eldest sister-in-law and all the sisters!"
Baochai raised her beautiful eyes slightly and curled her lips imperceptibly. This stunning glimpse really astonished Jia Cong. Baochai was usually dignified and generous, and rarely acted so naughty. She must have been very happy today, so she opened her heart like that.
Although Jia Cong refused, the women did not agree. Finally, Jia Cong had to agree, thought for a moment, and then "composed" a poem.
"The military song should sing about the big sword ring, vowing to destroy the Hu slaves and get out of Yuguan. I am willing to die for my country on the battlefield, why should I return home wrapped in horsehide?"
The charm of this poem is really not as good as Baoyu's, but Jia Cong is a general on the battlefield, so this poem is the most suitable.
Baochai looked at Jia Cong with a bit of pride. How could she not know the poetry of her enemy?
Everyone was eating and having fun, and later Wang Xifeng also came to have a few drinks. With this little expert in creating an atmosphere, the atmosphere was naturally more cheerful.
Only after eating and drinking did all the girls leave! Jia Cong sent them out, but he whispered in Baochai's ear, "The rain hits the pear blossoms and I close the door tightly, forgetting my youth and wasting my youth. Who can I share the joys and pleasures with? I am enchanted under the flowers and under the moon.
Worry gathers in my brows, and they are furrowed all day long. There are thousands and tens of thousands of tear marks. In the morning I watch the sky, and in the evening I watch the clouds. When I walk I miss you, and when I sit I miss you.
Baochai was delighted but also shy when she heard this. This enemy really had some good poems and he gave them especially to her. She was really a bad guy.
After taking a short nap, Jia Cong got up in the afternoon and walked towards Jia Mu's courtyard.
Now that he has an identity, some of his business affairs can naturally be exposed. However, he still needs to clear the way with the old lady first, so as to prevent other people in the mansion from having any ideas.
When she arrived at Lady Jia's courtyard, she was welcomed into the hall by a maid, and soon Yuanyang came in.
Seeing Jia Cong, Yuanyang couldn't help but cover her face shyly, "Hello, Third Master!"
"Sister Yuanyang is so polite to me?"
Yuanyang blinked her eyebrows, with a little infatuation in her eyes! Since the old lady had acquiesced, except for some things that could not be done, she no longer concealed her feelings.
Jia Cong reached out and held Yuanyang in his arms. Yuanyang whispered, "Third Master, no, the old lady will wake up soon!"
"It's okay, Master San will hold you for a while!"
Although Yuanyang was shy and afraid of being seen by others, she could not hide her joy. She leaned her delicate body against Jia Cong's chest, feeling extremely at ease.
"Tap, tap, tap..." Not long after, the sound of light footsteps was heard outside the door. Yuanyang stood up quickly as if she had springs installed on her body, not even daring to look at Jia Cong.
"Crash!" It was Amber who came in through the curtain.
She glanced at Yuanyang with a half-smile, then bowed to Jia Cong, "Greetings, Third Master Cong. The old lady has woken up, and asked me to lead you over."
Jia Cong stood up and followed Amber forward, with Yuanyang following behind him.
"Meet the old lady!"
"Good grandson, get up quickly!"
Jia Cong stood up and sat down, chatting with the old lady for a few words before saying, "Old lady, my second sister-in-law came to ask me this morning, and I know that there are enough maids in the house, so there is no need to add more. But I need my second sister-in-law to find a skilled one to set up a small kitchen in the yard!"
"That's nothing!" The old lady laughed. Wang Xifeng had told her long ago that it was not a big deal, and she would not make things difficult for her grandson because of such a small matter. "Let your second sister-in-law take care of it for you. If the cook's skills are not good, you can change a few more. You must find one that satisfies you."
"There is one more thing I want to let the old lady know. I have allowed Huan'er and Lan'er to come to my place every morning to study and practice boxing. Baoyu and I are also blood brothers, and I want Baoyu to come with us. They won't get hurt, they just need to sharpen their muscles. After all, even if you want to study, you need to have a healthy body."
"This..." The old lady naturally knew that this was a good thing, but thinking of Baoyu's character, she was afraid that he would not be willing to go.
"Let me discuss this matter with your uncle first!"
Jia Cong naturally didn't care. What he needed was a reputation as a friendly and respectful brother. He didn't care whether Baoyu went or not.
"Old lady, you know that His Majesty asked me to take charge of the Five Cities Military Department! So, I want to select a few young men from the side branches as well."
"Although we are side branches, the eight branches of the Jia family in Shenjing are blood relatives after all. Firstly, we can give our capable children a future, and secondly, it also shows that our main branch is tolerant and benevolent. Besides, brothers fight together in wars, and fathers and sons fight together in battles. If something really happens, in addition to Brother Lian, Baoyu, and Brother Huan helping each other, we also need a few people to cheer and support us."
"Okay, okay, this is a good thing!" The old lady nodded quickly.
