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  Chapter 767 The first view of the Grand View Garden in the E-character scroll (continued)

"Second brother Bao is not what he used to be. How can he still be the same as in the past? He can concentrate on reading and writing. It is said that there has been an invitation from the Beijing Central Theater. A table was set up to celebrate, but no outsiders were invited."

   Tanchun is obviously better informed than Xiangyun.

   "Why don't our sisters know about it?" Shi Xiangyun knew that Baoyu should have a temperament that couldn't be hidden, and was quite surprised.

"Second brother Xiren said that Bao thinks it's just an invitation to write a draft, which is a recognition of himself, but one day the script he wrote will be published in the theater and become a big play that is sung by everyone. He will be successful. He is learning more and more now. Look at Brother Feng's calmness." In Tanchun's words, he was still quite proud of Baoyu's growth.

  Xiang Yun pursed his lips and smiled, "Tan girl, I still don't think that Brother Caibao behaved like he has grown up."

   "There must be a process to take it slowly, and you are not much better than him without seeing you." Tanchun couldn't help but glared at Xiangyun.

  Feng Ziying saw Tanchun and Xiangyun whispering aside, turned her head and asked, "What are the two younger sisters talking about, so happy?"

   Tan Chun smiled and said: "Yun'er said that Brother Bao is very different from usual, elegant and extraordinary, which makes people look at him with admiration."

  Feng Ziying was sure that Shi Xiangyun would never say such words, especially to Baoyu, but Baoyu obviously didn't realize this, and when Tanchun said that Xiangyun praised him so much, he was even more delighted to smile.

"Well, you should look at each other with admiration for three days. Baoyu is no longer Wuxia Amen. If you can accumulate for two more years, Mr. Hai Ruo will be a role model." Full of encouragement.

Hearing that Feng Ziying took Mr. Hai Ruo as his goal, Jia Baoyu was still shocked. Besides, he was very confident in his literary talent, but Jia Baoyu still didn't dare to compare with Mr. Hai Ruo. He waved his hands and shook his head repeatedly, " Brother Feng, don’t say such words, there is no way to make outsiders die of laughter. Mr. Hai Ruo’s "Four Records of Linchuan" has not been surpassed so far, and "The Peony Pavilion" is even known as the swan song. How can I dare to follow him? "

"Baoyu, that's not the case. Although Mr. Hai Ruo is famous all over the world, he probably couldn't write a legendary story like "Thirteen Stick Monks Rescuing the King of Tang" when he was your age?" Feng Ziying Disapprovingly, "You have a strong foundation in poetry and poetry, whether it is legendary stories or dramas, it is more about insight into the world and seeing kung fu in small places. You are still young now, and you have experienced many years of experience. You can slowly figure out a lot from the experience of the people around you, and I am optimistic about you."

The story of Baoyu's single-minded focus on writing legendary storybooks in the Fuzhong gradually spread. At least people like Xiangyun and Tanchun knew about it, and some of the servants also vaguely knew about it, but they didn't know that Baoyu's words had already been published in " Featured on News Today.

Of course, Baoyu’s ultimate goal is not the legendary storybook. After all, this kind of work seems to be not enough for the moment. Although the audience is larger, many storytellers in the tea garden have already begun to use this "Thirteen Stick Monks to Save the King of Tang" After sorting it out, I started to talk about it in the tea garden. It was very popular, but after all, it belonged to the lower Liba people.

  The drama base is his ultimate goal, and that is the Yangchun Baixue that can be respected by scholars.

"Besides, Brother Yu thinks that this legendary storybook may not be inferior to that drama script, it's just that everyone prefers to watch dramas, but now tea garden storytelling is very popular, and many ordinary people in the capital city are looking for it. Your "Thirteen Sticks" "The Monk Saved the King of Tang" was widely sung in tea gardens. In the future, as long as you go out and say "the stone nods", no one knows, and who doesn't know? Folk singing may not be inferior to scholars' praise. Who can change in the future? Make it clear?"

  Feng Ziying’s words made Baoyu panic and surprise at the same time. The fear was that Brother Feng had such high expectations for him, and the surprise was that Brother Feng was so optimistic about his performance.

  He didn't realize that he was unknowingly paying more and more attention to Brother Feng's evaluation of him. Maybe this is because after finding the direction of struggle, he is more eager to be recognized by the mainstream. Brother Feng seems to be the representative of the mainstream now.

  Feng Ziying also ignored Baoyu, who was full of mixed thoughts in her heart, and walked straight forward. It was Tanchun who reminded Baoyu, and Baoyu suddenly woke up from the dream, and hurriedly followed.

Entering this layered rockery, winding around, you can see that the beautiful trees are verdant, all of which are evergreen trees in the north. In the crevices of the strange stones, if you are not familiar with it, you will suddenly see the light, and you can vaguely see the carvings and embroidered fences hidden in the end of the trees in the mountain depression, adding a bit of magnificence.

  Walk along the narrow road, but see the stream coming down from the mountain like a clear waterfall and snow, strange rocks and clouds, and then go forward, there is a white stone fence, surrounded by a clear pool, a bridge flies across, and a pavilion stands proudly on it.

  Feng Ziying had a slight impression of the description in "A Dream of Red Mansions", so she asked with a smile: "Baoyu, this pavilion is very well built, I wonder what you plan to name it?"

Baoyu scratched her head in distress, "I came to see it the day before yesterday, and I happened to meet Mr. Hu and Mr. Cheng. Mr. Cheng said that there is a pavilion named Yiran Pavilion, but I think it is a little rough, so I might as well name it Xieyu Pavilion. , but I feel that it is a little thin, so why not ask Brother Feng to name it."

  Feng Ziying was a little dazed. Baoyu should have chosen these names long ago, so why did they fall on her now?

  Hesitating for a while, Feng Ziying looked around, pondered for a while before saying: "The surrounding flowers and trees are calm, and the stream is refreshing. If it is enough to make people feel refreshed in summer, how about calling it Qinfang?"

"Okay, Brother Feng's name is well chosen, it really hits the nail on the head, it's the finishing touch!" Xiangyun was the first to applaud, "This kind of leisurely place, if you can hold a banquet in the pavilion in summer and drink as an order , there must be a hole in the sky."

   "Yun girl knows how to have banquets all day long,..." Tanchun joked.

  Jia Baoyu pondered for a while and also felt that Feng Ziying's name was excellent, and said with emotion: "This plaque has a name, but it still needs couplets. Brother Feng will include it..."

Before Baoyu could finish speaking, Feng Ziying had already waved her hand, "Baoyu, this should be your business. I've said it all. I'm not good at such things as naming and composing poems. It's not easy to get them occasionally. , or you should come."

   Baoyu didn't refuse, and uttered after a little chants: "The willows around the embankment borrow three poles and green, and the flowers on the other bank share a vein of fragrance."

  Although Feng Ziying couldn't remember the couplet on the doorpost of Qinfang Pavilion, but it should be this one. Looking at Baoyu's leisurely appearance, it is clear that this couplet is very satisfied.

   "Okay, Baoyu has really improved a lot this year!" Feng Ziying also felt that the writing was excellent, and Xiangyun and Tanchun couldn't wait to write it down, and transcribed it when they went back.

Going out of the pavilion, crossing the pool, and walking slowly, I saw a whitewashed wall in front of me, with several couplets of nuns inside, surrounded by clusters of green bamboos of different heights. "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", if there is no bamboo, how can it be called Xiaoxiang concubine?

Entering the door, you will find a winding path paved with fine pebbles, with plantain and pear trees on both sides forming an interesting contrast. There are not many houses inside, only three or five rooms, two dark and three bright, with beds and chairs arranged inside. The case is quite plain.

The backyard is full of begonias, plantains, pears and apricots, extending along the powder wall, but there is a step ditch built with stone strips, a stream of clear spring leaches from the stone cracks beside the wall, circles around the wall and reaches the bamboo forest The room has added a bit of quietness.

Seeing that Feng Ziying was silent, just standing and watching quietly, Baoyu, Xiangyun, and Tanchun were a little puzzled, and they wanted to speak, but they saw Feng Ziying in a daze, obviously remembering something, so they didn't dare to disturb, okay After a while, Feng Ziying couldn't help sighing: "I'm a little envious of such a good place."

Baoyu breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Actually, when the two masters were repairing this garden, they first told the eldest sister, and the eldest sister also said that there is no need to be too extravagant, but I just want not to fall behind others, and I also agree with you." The two masters said that it is necessary to plan carefully when repairing the garden. She may not be able to come back once every two or three years, and this garden should not be wasted. They just arranged for the sisters in the mansion to stay. The two masters also obeyed. Big Sister meant that the master craftsman made arrangements in the previous planning. The ancestors are all Brother Feng and our Jia family is a family. If you don’t dislike it, you can also leave a garden in the mansion in the future. It also allows the little brother to ask for help at any time..."

  Feng Ziying had to say that Jia Baoyu had really grown up a lot. Before, he would never be able to say such words, and saying these words really moved him a little.

  From the previous life, which Red Mansion fan does not have some imagination and nostalgia for the Grand View Garden? To have the opportunity to have a place to rest in this Grand View Garden is something that countless people can only dream of.

  Of course Feng Ziying also knows that such things can only be said and thought about.

  How can an outsider have a special place to rest in this Grand View Garden dominated by female relatives? Doesn't this ruin the style of the family?

  If you want to say that you can occasionally stay here for a night or two, that’s fine, but if you want to say that you have a place specially prepared for you for a long-term stay, that’s definitely not okay.

"Brother Yu appreciates Baoyu's kindness." Feng Ziying smiled and shook her head, "This garden is as expensive as the imperial concubine said, and she doesn't come back often. If she is free and lacks popularity, it will soon decline. It is indeed a good thing for my sisters to stay here, as for outsiders, there is no need, Brother Yu was just joking before."

Shi Xiangyun and Tanchun also breathed a sigh of relief. If Brother Feng really wanted to have a garden house inside, it would be a bit embarrassing. The rumors and rumors from the outside world would definitely ruin people's reputation. He said that it would be convenient to live in at home in the future.

  (end of this chapter)