dream of red mansion

The second elder brother is the one who soars the clouds and spreads his wings, how can I let the second elder brother waste the meritorious service gained with his life on me? "

Even if Xiangyun didn't know what credit Jia Qing said, he could guess it.

But she understands better that the king's favor and coercion cannot be treated in the same way.

Seeing that Jia Qing was still talking, Xiang Yun interrupted: "Second elder brother, don't underestimate people. We grew up together since we were young, and we should know that Yun'er is not that kind of ordinary person, so he will definitely be attached to a wife name?

What Yun'er said was actually talking about the mind.

Second elder brother doesn't need to lie to me, second elder brother treats elder sister Lin with the same heart, not to mention Yun'er, even elder sister Bao, I'm afraid it's not as good.

Although Yun'er likes her second brother, she doesn't dare to deceive herself.

Yun'er cherishes this love in her heart very much, and dare not destroy it easily..."

Jia Qing was stunned.Xiangyun's words directly faced the hearts of the two of them, making Jia Qing dare not lie a little bit.

Xiangyun made it very clear.

She liked him, but she knew better that Jia Qing liked Daiyu the most.She didn't want to hurt this relationship in the future because of jealousy and remorse.

Xiangyun rejected him.

Jia Qing also asked himself, how does he feel about Xiangyun?

After thinking about it carefully, it seems that I really don't feel so strongly disappointed by Xiangyun's rejection.On the contrary, there is a faint sense of relief.

He is not a single-minded person, he is not afraid of being in debt, but he is afraid of being tired of beauties.

An innocent and straightforward girl like Xiangyun should not be burdened by feelings.

Xiang Yun stared at the look on Jia Qing's face and smiled.She knew that her judgment was right.

When Jia Qing came back to his senses and saw the smile on Xiangyun's face, he felt relieved.

Since Xiangyun made such a choice, he was willing to respect her, held her face in his hands, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said, "Yun'er will always be the second brother's good sister. No matter what happens in the future, Yun'er just needs to remember that the second brother My elder brother likes Yun'er. When encountering any difficulties, remember to come to the second elder brother as soon as possible.

If Yun'er dares not to get close to the second elder brother in the future, the second elder brother will grab Yun'er and give him a spanking on the little ass!

The second elder brother doesn't care if Yun'er is married or not at that time, if Yun'er's husband refuses to accept, he will take care of him too! "

Xiangyun blushed, took a peek around to see that there was no one around, then shook off Jia Qing, and said, "Rogue, I don't care about you anymore!"

After speaking, he turned around and ran away, it seemed that he was not planning to go to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Seeing the little girl running out of the small gravel road like a gust of wind and disappearing at the end, Jia Qing put away her smiling face and looked pensive.

It starts with love and ends with ritual.

That, too, seems fine.

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Step into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, pass the corridor, and step into the atrium.

I saw the courtyard was deep and quiet.

Once under the mottled bamboo grove, the little girl guarding the courtyard couldn't bear the sleepiness in autumn, and leaned against the wooden railing chair with her head propped up, already falling into a dream.

The autumn wind is bleak, and the bamboo shadows are ginseng.

It is a picture of Jiaoer sleeping in autumn.

Jia Qing didn't disturb her, walked past her and headed towards the main room.

Daiyu was not in the house, and Jia Qing walked towards the backyard again.Sure enough, Daiyu and Xiangling were found under the corridor in the backyard.

They put a copybook on the promenade, and the two sat opposite each other, as if they were studying poetry.

I only heard Xiangling say: "Since the girl asks me, I have to say it directly, but girl, don't joke. In my opinion, the benefits of poetry seem to have meanings that cannot be expressed out of the mouth.

Thinking about it is real, and it seems unreasonable, but thinking about it is reasonable. "

Daiyu had already seen Jia Qing, but she just pretended not to see her, and said with a smile, "This has a new meaning, but I don't know where you read it from?"

Seeing being recognized by the talented "Teacher Lin", Xiangling gained a lot of confidence and raised her tone, saying: "I read Wang Youcheng's "The Fortress", "The desert is solitary smoke straight, the long river falls into the sun." I want to come No matter how straight the smoke is, the sun is naturally round. The word "straight" seems rude, and the word "round" seems too vulgar. When I close the book and think about it, it seems like I have seen this scene. I want to find two more words Replace these two, and I can't find them anymore!

Also, 'The rivers and lakes are white at sunset, and the sky and earth are blue when the tide comes. The two words "white and green" also seem unreasonable. I don't want to use these two words, but how can I describe them completely?There is also the setting sun at the crossing, and the solitary smoke in the market. ' In a word, it's difficult for him to think about the characters 'Yu' and 'Shang'!

When we came to Beijing, we lived in a boat at Bianwan that evening, and there was no one on the shore, only a few trees, and a few families far away were cooking dinner, and the smoke was green, even above the clouds.Unexpectedly, after reading these two sentences yesterday, I seemed to have returned to that place again. "

Daiyu listened carefully to what she said, and sighed: "The meaning of the poem is indescribable. Knowing every single word is so romantic. Now that you have this feeling, you know you have crossed the threshold. Now you just read it." Wang Mojie's, Lao Du's Qilu, Li Qinglian's Qijue, after you read and comprehend these carefully, you can count them as entering the house."

After hearing this, Xiangling hesitated for a moment, took out a scroll of manuscripts buried deep in her "school bag", and said: "Since the girl said so, I made it up after a whole night of thinking last night, the girl showed me but it's so made..."

Daiyu can also see from her expectant eyes that this is a work that Xiangling is both satisfied with and lacks confidence in.

Taking it over, he glanced at it and frowned.At first, she wanted to talk, but she saw that Jia Qing had already walked behind Xiangling, stretched her head to look at the many semi-finished poems on the copywriting, she joked and said with a smile: "When you and I are alone, I can still be your teacher, but Now that there is this famous child prodigy poet in the country, where is my seat? I don’t dare to fight against others, so you should ask him.”

As he spoke, he returned the manuscript to Xiangling.

Only then did Xiang Ling realize that there was someone behind her, and she quickly got up to say hello to Jia Qing.

Jia Qing accepted it, and said with a smile, "show me."

He didn't mind Daiyu putting a high hat on him. He thought it was great to see two beauties discussing poetry here in a serious manner.

In addition, in Daiyu's words, with his level, although he didn't dare to fight in front of Daiyu, but he was confident that he could deal with a little girl from Xiangling who had only just finished reading and had just learned to compose poetry.

Xiangling blushed, folded her hands behind her back and said: "I was just envious, so I begged the girl to learn to play, it's not worth being a second master..."

Xiangling was very nervous.Even though Daiyu knew that she was extremely talented, she had served her daughter's family for several years and knew her temperament well, so she had the nerve to ask her for advice.

But how dare she give her new work to a serious scholar like Jia Qing for guidance.

I am ashamed to death.

"Give it to me." Jia Qing was expressionless, as if he was about to get angry.

Xiangling was wronged, and under Jia Qing's watchful eyes, she had to obediently hand over the manuscript with a bitter face.

Seeing this, Jia Qing almost laughed out loud. How could this scene look like a menopausal teacher confiscating romance novels from female students?

Take a look, the font is beautiful and soft, which fits Xiangling's personality.Look at the text again:

It's not silver or water reflecting the coldness of the window, try to see the jade plate protected by the clear sky.

The faint fragrance of plum blossoms is about to be dyed, and the willows are just dry with dew.