Jin Yuliangyuan of the Red Chamber

"Could it be...you carved this yourself?" Daiyu asked, and she was really right.

Baoyu was a little twitchy, and said unnaturally: "Ahem...you just say whether you like it or not."

Seeing this, she smiled, and a warm current seemed to flow into her heart.

It turned out that he had asked the engraving master to engrave it, but after thinking about it, it would be better to do it himself, so he took the jade back.

It's just that I have never done this before, and I was afraid that it would be broken again, so I went to learn the art from a teacher, mastered some skills, and tried it many times with cork. It took five to finally practice almost.

At that time, my hands were really worn out.

But he wouldn't tell Daiyu about these things, and he also felt happy when she said with a smile on her face that she liked her very much.

"It's your first engraving, it must be very difficult, right?" She couldn't wait to ask Qingwen to bring the ink pad and paper, dip the ink in it before printing it on the paper, looking at the bright red characters on it, she smiled at him .

He just smiled: "It's nothing difficult, I learned it in one day."

Mingyan curled her lips aside, secretly slandering: She obviously spent two days at his master's place, but she also carved all the way in the car on the way, bragging about it!Five or six of them were broken when he threw them away!

The slander belongs to the slander, he didn't dare to dismantle his master's platform, so he could only laugh to himself.

Here, Baoyu was in a good mood and no longer hesitated, saying: "The emperor and the prince also brought a lot of things." He took out the gift list just now from his chest and gave it to her, "You pick some things and put them out. The list is here. here!"

Daiyu laughed and said, "Again? I have a mountain of good things here! Just this time, I have collected a lot!" Take it and look through it.

He was at the side giving her advice: "... like this set of topaz incense burner can be taken out, how beautiful! And this peach blossom screen..." Hearing her say this, he laughed: "Is that too much? In the future There's more! Aren't you going to be paralyzed from exhaustion?"

The two laughed for a while, and Daiyu listened to him, and chose a set of incense burners the size of four small gourds, a large screen, and a set of pen holders carved with agarwood wood.

"I don't know what to do with these leathers." She stretched out her slender and white index finger and slid it gently on the paper, turned it around and then returned to her jaw, "I have collected a lot this year, and I don't need that much. Curry is stacked!"

He smiled and nodded her small nose, "Let them make you some more blankets, and some winter clothes and cloaks for Qingwen. She deserves to serve you wholeheartedly when I'm not around."

Qingwen is busy thanking her with blessings.

Seeing the atmosphere, Ming Yan also came to make fun of it, pretending to complain, "Second Master, I have worked so hard for so many years, why do you only reward Qingwen and not me?"

He laughed so much that Daiyu laughed too: "Yes, yes, you have worked hard too. In this way, how many pieces will I reward you?" "Why don't you thank Miss Lin for rewarding?" Slippery!"

Mingyan slapped Qian'er neatly, and said: "The servant thanked the second young lady!" Daiyu was stunned, blushing and stopped talking, Baoyu gave him a dark look, and reprimanded: "Nonsense!" Nonsense! You can't talk nonsense in the future!"

Even so, there is still a smile on the face, but Mingyan must be kept quiet, and it is not good to talk outside.

Mingyan put it away when she was ready, slapped herself lightly and backed away.

"Put those short-haired sheepskins together to make a carpet and spread it on the floor, so that you don't have to wear shoes on weekdays." Baoyu said after a while, "You two go and get the things and tell the embroiderer Let's do it."

Qingwen and Mingyan withdrew.

The more Daiyu looked at the inkstone and the inkstone, the more she fell in love with it. Her hands were itchy, and she couldn't help but spread the paper beside the desk, poured water into the inkstone, picked up the ink stick and rubbed it slowly, the dark ink gradually mixed with the inkstone. into one.

He was watching with a smile on the other side.

She took down a pen from the pen stand, the whole body was pitch black, and the pen barrel had a faint glimmer of light, held by her jade white fingers, black and white were distinct, pleasing to the eye.

She picked up the pen and was stained with ink. She took a deep breath and wrote down slowly, drawing swift and swift action on the paper.Baoyu took a closer look and found that what she wrote was in running script, Tao Yuanming's "Return to Come".

Her brushwork is as smooth and natural as flowing clouds and flowing water, and her transitions are all exquisite and familiar, which is as good as everyone's fame.

When writing, Daiyu was a little different from usual. On top of her natural elegance, she added an aura, as if she was born for this art, sacred and inviolable.

The girl standing in front of the desk has clear eyebrows and a calm smile on the corners of her eyes and mouth. The airflow around her body is steady and gentle, which makes people unconsciously relieved and calm.

The sunlight penetrated through the window paper and turned a hazy yellowish color, and he couldn't help but feel smoky.

The world is stable and the years are quiet.

"...Talking about multiplication will be exhausted, and Le Fu's destiny will be ridiculed again." After the last word fell, Daiyu put the pen on the pen holder, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Baoyu walked up to her, and with a wave of his sleeve, his handwriting was instantly dried up.He admired it carefully, and sighed: "Yuan'er's talent is beyond my reach!"

On three feet long paper, excellent calligraphy, excellent articles.He was fascinated by watching, and Daiyu looked at him who was suddenly silent with some doubts.

He came back to his senses, and smiled at her, "Use the seal, and then let them frame it." Daiyu nodded, took out the Yuan character seal from her purse, dipped it in bright red ink pad, and carefully placed it on the lower left corner.

"Yuan'er likes Tao Qian very much?" He asked softly, but his eyes were still on that painting.

She looked left and right with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "That's right! His pastoral poems and drinking poems are both very good! I... admire his unrestrained, unrestrained nature."

"You... don't you like me being an official?" He was a little unconfident when he asked this question.

The two have never discussed this issue. He has always acted according to his own ideas, thinking about making her live a good life, but he has never considered whether she likes that kind of life.

They've been together for too long, even though it's only been more than ten years, he still feels that way, it's been so long that he has forgotten Daiyu in the original book.

It wasn't until he saw her writing just now that he realized that she was still that talented woman who stood alone and proud of the world.However, people often say that if the world is not prosperous, poets and families are prosperous. Does such a peaceful and happy life obliterate her talent?Is he doing something wrong?

But he is not willing to let her live the lonely and unaccompanied life in the original book!

So... Does she still hate officialdom?Will he feel forced to join the imperial court?

Baoyu here is in a heavy heart, but Daiyu there doesn't understand why the topic has suddenly changed to this place, "Why don't I like it?" she blurted out.

Seeing his guilt and confusion on his expression, he seemed to understand what he cared about, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "What are you thinking about? I don't like it? You can be a high-ranking official, you can make progress, and you have a future. Good thing! How could I be unhappy?"

He was still a little hesitant: "Then... do you really hate officialdom, or those high-ranking officials who compete for fame and fortune?"

"Uh..." She just smiled lightly, "Of course I hate these things, but I know you won't do that! I know no matter how dark and dirty it is, you will always be like this, never will change."

She looked at him with complete trust in her eyes, which made his whole body feel like being soaked in warm water, gradually warming him up.

"What's more, the emperor and King Beijing are here!" She said softly, with a slight smile on her lips, "Since I met them in Tianxiang Pavilion that year, I know that there are such people who control this country , can never be wrong."

Under the candlelight of the group of young people, the eyebrows and eyes raised, the smiles on the corners of the mouth are full of spirits, with the determination and confidence to create history, as vivid as yesterday.

She reached out and stroked his handsome eyebrows: "Why don't I like it? Every time I see you who are so confident, I feel full of heart. It's a wonderful feeling. So, don't think about it, just be you What I want to do, I..."

She was shy for a moment, then met his eyes bravely in a blink of an eye, "I will always be by your side."

He stared blankly at her bright black pupils, as if falling into a sky full of stars.He thought a lot in a flash.

This is his life. There are wise and wise kings, young and loyal kings, himself, and a large group of young people with lofty ambitions. This is no longer the decayed world of Red Mansions, even Yuan'er Now, he can completely expand the territory with his own ability, make her a marquis, and let her have no worries for the rest of her life!

He suddenly smiled softly, like a spring breeze blowing, and the earth rejuvenated, he raised his hand to hold her hand that was still lingering on his face: "I'm the one who got stuck, Yuan'er, I won't do it in the future."

With a little effort from him, she was brought into his arms and hugged her.

"Don't...it's not good...in case Qingwen comes back later..." She blushed and whispered.

It has been more than ten years, and he has only behaved like this from time to time in recent years, but she is still shy about this intimacy.If one day finds out that he has kissed Fangze long ago, I don't know whether he will be annoyed or ashamed.

"What's wrong? They didn't dare to come in. It would be better if you could be more proactive," he chuckled slightly with a tremor in his chest, "Yuan'er, I will find time to ask the emperor for orders when I get back. Settle our business."

Her face became even hotter, and she stammered: "What... what's the matter?" He chuckled lightly and scratched the tip of his nose: "Little thing, ask the truth! It's our marriage."

He let her go, held her shoulders and looked into her eyes, solemnly said: "Daiyu," he rarely called her like this, "I will marry you as my wife, and you will be the only one in my life."

"!!!" She opened her eyes wide and was speechless, such an oath was too shocking, even though Jia Lianfeng's sister Zhuyu was in front of her, she still couldn't stop the waves of agitation.

"So, you never have to worry that I will change my mind," he said with a gentle look.

Such a woman is already unique in the world, like an orchid in an empty valley, she is suitable for lightly smiling and lightly annoyed.

"Sister Bao and Sister Yun, don't take anything to heart." He put his hand on his heart, holding on to her, "Here, you are the only one."

As if her heart was about to rush out of her chest, she stayed there in a daze, losing the ability to speak, until she was hugged into her arms again before she blinked her suddenly sore eye sockets and leaned against his chest.

"Actually," she finally spoke, her voice was a bit stagnant, "There is something I've been wanting to ask." "Well, you ask." He stroked her long hair gently, comforting her.

"Why... have you always been so nice to me?" Huh?After a pause, she heard her continue: "Since I entered the mansion when I was five years old... Sister Mingmingbao knew you earlier than me, and so did Sister Xiangyun, but why are you so nice to me?"

The basic necessities of life are arranged meticulously. Seasonal replacements of clothes are delivered in boxes. All kinds of jewelry, gouache and playthings are never interrupted. In order to make her healthy and teach her martial arts, he has to decoct medicine himself for occasional minor illnesses. take care of yourself.

Take her to eat delicious food, go to the street to watch lanterns, go to Zhuangzi to relax, and Xishan to see red leaves.Stand up for Baochai Xiangyun when she makes insincere remarks, and when she is about to leave, she will not hesitate to act coquettishly, play foolishly and roll on the ground, but also personally escort her...

She counted everything one by one, and finally even she couldn't help sighing that he had done so much for herself without knowing it.

"But I... I don't seem to have done anything for you," came her kitten-like voice, with a little loss and frustration, "...I'm so useless, I don't seem to have anything other than worrying you... Why? Why can I let you treat me like this?"

He patted her back up and down with his hands. Hearing her rustling voice, he couldn't help sighing from the bottom of his heart.

No wonder she would be surprised, she came here with memories, although she didn't think about the relationship between men and women at first, but she was determined to protect her for the rest of her life.

It's just that the word "feeling" is the most elusive. I don't know when, being nice to her has become an instinct. I want to see her happy and smiling, I want to give her better things, and I want her to stay in forever. by myself.

There is no other person in his eyes anymore.

"When did it start?...Maybe it was the first time I saw you. You came in surrounded by a group of people. The little people pushed themselves tightly, not daring to say a word, but to take an extra step. , it hurts to see it.”

He looked far away, as if he had returned to that day, experiencing those memories one by one.

Daiyu listened quietly.

"Or maybe I occasionally saw you weeping alone under the lamp at night, your mother died young, and you left home to live under the fence at a young age. How much unspeakable grief and sorrow did you have? At that time, I thought, I must let you live well, no Let me make you suffer a little more."

"Or maybe... it was when you called me 'Brother Bao', I especially liked the sound of your voice when you called me, it was sweet and soft, you were only five or six years old at that time, a little tall, and you were still a child , but you have to look mature and stable outside, you will only be so cute when you are with me."

With a gentle smile, he gently rubbed the soft hair on her forehead, "As long as I hear you call me that, I wish I could give you all the good things in the world, and I want to see more smiles on your face. More."

"And you occasionally get angry with me with your petty temper, how cute you are when you obviously care but are awkward!" He laughed, "Thinking that you will only do this to me alone, it makes me so happy that I can't sleep .”

"I hope you can stay with me all the time. Although there is no leakage outside when my uncle goes to the house, I often can't sleep at night and find you guarding the door,"

Speaking of these things now, he doesn't hide anything, "Actually, during the few days when you and uncle lived in other courtyards, I didn't dare to see you during the day, but I always sneaked out of the house to see you at night. After falling asleep, I will lift the tiles on the roof to have a look at you, sometimes you are still reading, and I will hide outside the window to accompany you."

Daiyu was already sobbing softly, he wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "Anyway, your skill is worse than mine, so you won't be able to spot me."

"Later, you got angry when you went back. I felt so distressed when I saw you crying, so I almost cried with you." He smiled wryly, "It's like stabbing a knife in my heart. I promised not to let you cry again, but today It’s my fault for breaking my promise again.”

She buried her face in his arms, and lightly landed her fist on his back: "You idiot...why don't you say anything? I...what can I do, let you..."

"Yuan'er," he stopped her words, "don't say that, you are very good, you are smart and quick-witted, there are many things that I can't match, no man in the world can match, there is no second you ..."

He seemed to be sighing, "You know, that you can live in this world safely and happily is the best gift you can give me."

I won't let you die in tears like Daiyu in the book, he hugged her very tightly for a moment.

I want to make you strong, let you stand by my side, no more worries and troubles.

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