dream of red mansion

"Students will do their best."

"Okay, Ziwen participated in the Jiangnan Literature Fair once, if you don't understand anything, just ask him."

Hearing this, Zhang Ziwen also stood up, and together with Jia Qing saluted Sun Fuwang:

"Students leave."

"Disciple retire!"

Coming out of Sun Fuwang's room, he went to Zhang Ziwen's place to discuss some matters related to the Wenhui. After Jia Qing spoke to Sun Fuwang again, he returned to Ningguo Mansion.

In fact, all literary and poetry clubs, apart from the function of becoming famous, the most important thing is to make friends!

Most people in Shilin don't have many opportunities to communicate with each other, so many people don't know each other.But with the help of occasions such as literary clubs and poetry clubs, this obstacle can be eliminated to a great extent!

This is also the reason why various literary and poetry meetings continued in the era of the heyday of the literary style.

Jiangnan Literary Association is no exception.Except that almost every literary meeting is followed by scientific examinations, so a more serious classics level test is added, the rest of the time is very free.

The Wenhui said it was three days, but in fact it ended in two days, and the third day was a time for all the Wenhui to communicate with the former.

In view of this, there is no need to prepare anything specially.At that time, just take the invitation issued by the Nanjing Ministry of Rites and go in to play.

Back at Ningguo Mansion, he walked slowly back to his yard alone.

The wind in mid-spring is not as slightly piercing as in early spring, nor is it as heart-warming as in mid-spring.With its unique gentleness, it gently brushed Jia Qing's cheeks, like the palm of a first-time lover, and people couldn't help but open their hearts to it, and welcome to the beautiful realm together.

In the northwest corner of the side courtyard, an adult plum tree is in full bloom, and the white tidbits occasionally fall slowly with the gentle spring breeze, gradually making the surrounding two-foot-square boundary become as white as snow.

Under the tree, a peerless beauty in white clothes stands quietly, as if blending with the white world.

"Miss Xian'er, what are you doing here?" Jia Qing walked over and asked.

Wu Xian'er seemed to have seen Jia Qing a long time ago, she didn't move when she heard the words, and only replied after a while: "This cherry plum blooms really well~"

"Isn't this just a plum tree? What's so good about it? I just want to eat sweet and sour plums after two months."

Wu Xian'er's intoxicated state of mind disappeared in an instant, she turned her head and gave Jia Qing an angry look, and said, "I thought you were an elegant person, but I didn't expect to say such unsightly words..."

Jia Qing returned an indifferent look, and walked forward, ready to reach out and fold a bunch.

Under the dissatisfied gaze of the beauty, Jia Qingwu found out with some helplessness: This tree has grown a bit tall!

The beauty in front of her obviously also noticed this, and her dissatisfied gaze gradually turned into a wordless banter, which made Jia Qing very "angry".

So he jumped up, grabbed one of the most beautiful bouquets, and snapped it off.

"you?!"

Seeing the beauty, Jia Qing was really angry, but Jia Qing didn't panic, just looked at her, and suddenly said deeply: "Such a beautiful flower, only a beautiful woman like Miss can be worthy of it. I don't know if Xiaosheng is lucky enough to get it." Dedicate this flower to the most beautiful you in the world?"

"puff!"

Not touched, not thrown into the arms.

Seeing Jia Qing's expression, Wu Xian'er was puzzled at first, but after hearing Jia Qing's praise, she burst out laughing, and then laughed exaggeratedly.

Jia Qing was so angry that he "shuddered all over", and said incredulously, "You? You? How can you laugh in the face of my sincere praise?"

"Ha ha ha ha......"

"Hmph, forget it if you don't want it, I'll take it back to my maids, they won't despise me!"

As he spoke, he put away the bouquet in his hand and put it at his waist.

Wu Xian'er took a breath, and said in a trembling voice: "I didn't realize before that you are still so funny, ouch, I laughed so hard, giggling..."

He managed to make the beauty laugh again, Jia Qing was very satisfied.I believe it won't be long before Wu Xian'er can recover from the pain.

After laughing alone for a while, Wu Xian'er finally calmed down, looking at Jia Qing smiling at her, somehow, an inexplicable throbbing flashed in her heart, dispelling her sincere smile.

"Where are Xie Luan and Pei Feng?"

Seeing that Wu Xian'er finally stopped smiling, Jia Qing asked casually.

"They seem to be playing cards in the house."

"Then why don't you play with them?"

"I won't, and I have no money."

As Wu Xian'er said, her tone was somewhat lonely.

Jia Qing laughed and said: "I'm not afraid of anything, will I be able to learn it? And you are a dignified saint of the White Lotus Sect, and you will be troubled by a little gambling money? I will lend you for the time being. Don't worry, there will be no high income." The interest rate is money, the maximum interest is five cents..."

Wu Xian'er looked at Jia Qing speechlessly, five points?Usury loans are generally only three points of interest!

But she really wanted to communicate and play with them.For so many days, except for a few words with Jia Qing, she has basically cut off communication with the outside world. The days are really boring.

"Then, then you lend me 100 taels of silver..."

"100 taels? Do you think it's a big gamble...Forget it, 100 taels is 100 taels. Anyway, you're here, so I'm not afraid that you won't be able to pay it back. At most, I'll let you be my maidservant to repay the debt..."

"You can try!"

"Haha, just kidding, I can't afford to serve a maid like you! Let's go and play cards!"

As Jia Qing said, he walked towards the main house first, Wu Xian'er behind him paused for a while, and then hung behind Jia Qing...

Chapter One and Five

"Second Master, it's time to get up."

Early on the morning of the 28th, Jia Qing was awakened by Xie Luan's gentle voice.

Opening his eyes, seeing that the sky was still dark, Jia Qing asked in a low voice, "What time is it now?"

"It's the second quarter of Maozheng."

"Ah, it's still so early, sleep a little longer..."

Xie Luan said: "Second Master, did you forget that you have to attend the literary meeting today, how can you snooze?"

"It's okay. I didn't ask you to go sooner or later. It doesn't matter if you are late. I will sleep later."

Said that Jia Qing had already covered his head in the quilt, and continued to dream about Duke Zhou.Leaving Xie Luan looking helplessly at the towering quilt under the white gauze curtain, after thinking about it, she still didn't forcefully pull him out.

Half an hour later, Jia Qing, who had successfully stayed in bed, stood refreshed in front of the vanity mirror, with Xie Luan Peifeng helping her dress up.