[Red Mansion] The third master of jade-like stone treasures

Winter, New Year's Eve.

In the middle of the night, Bao Cong woke up from the bed sweating profusely, groggy and weak.

"Ahem..." He glanced out through the bed curtain in a daze, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "Qingwen..."

Qingwen heard the movement, held a candle, and hurried forward to lift the bed curtain to check Baocong's situation.

"Third Master, you're awake!" Qing Wen put the candle on the bedside, helped Bao Cong halfway up, leaned back on the bed, and poured warm tea for him.

After Bao Cong drank the tea, he seemed to wake up a little bit.

He half-closed his eyes and looked around the room.

The bed curtain was still plain blue, the round table was still the one he accidentally scratched, the wardrobe for clothes was still only his own...

He was stunned unconsciously.

It turned out that he was dreaming of all that just now, marriage, imperial examination, entering the Imperial Academy, Jia Zheng's promotion...all of these were too real, as if he had really experienced them.

Bao Cong took a deep breath and touched his forehead with his hand. His forehead was hot, but his hand was cold.

He was shuddered by himself, and quickly put down his hands.

The cold wind was blowing outside, blowing in from the slightly open windows in the distance, and the windows were pushed by the wind and rattled.

There were two charcoal pots burning in the room, but he was covered with a thick quilt, so he still felt the chill.

He moved his feet and kicked a Tang Pozi, it was still warm, Bao Cong let out a comfortable breath, and hooked that Tang Pozi to the middle of his calf to warm it up.

"Qingwen, what time is it?" Bao Cong asked softly.

Qingwen said: "When you are already ugly, the third master is hungry? The millet porridge is still warm on the stove, do you want some?"

Bao Cong touched Kong Kong's stomach and nodded.

Qingwen brought millet porridge for Bao Cong to eat, and then went out to ask the little girl to fetch water to wipe Bao Cong's sweat and change clothes.

Bao Cong hurriedly said, "I'll do it myself."

Since he went out to study, he has done all the personal things that he can do by himself.

In the past two days, Qingwen took care of him for a few days because of his high fever and lethargy.

At this time, Bao Cong was already awake, Qingwen did not insist, and handed Bao Cong clean clothes and handkerchiefs, and put down the bed curtain to cover it carefully, so as not to let the cold wind enter and freeze Bao Cong again.

After changing his clothes, Bao Cong suddenly heard someone talking outside, so he asked loudly, "Who is outside?"

Bihen led people in, and said with a smile: "It's Miss Lin who saw that the third master is coming!"

Bao Cong hurriedly waved to Lin Daiyu: "Sister Lin, come in and sit down." He called Bihen again: "Close the door quickly, and bring a foot stove for Lin Sister, don't freeze her."

Qingwen Bihen and a few little girls were busy for a while, the stove was hot and the tea was hot. After they settled down, they quietly retreated to the outside to guard.

Lin Daiyu said embarrassingly: "Today is New Year's Eve, everyone is having a banquet at the old lady's place, and you are the only one who is sick and lying in the room. I wanted to come over quietly to see you and then go back to the Grand View Garden. Who knew such a coincidence, You just woke up."

Bao Cong looked at Lin Daiyu and said with a smile, "I was asleep and dreaming just now. I think we have a good understanding. I knew you were coming to see me, so I woke up quickly."

Because the wedding date in August was postponed, Bao Cong and Lin Daiyu had to try their best to abide by the ancient ritual of not seeing each other before marriage.Occasionally they meet at family banquets where both of them are present, and they are also sitting on both sides of Jia Mu, and rarely have the opportunity to speak alone.

Today's New Year's Eve, Bao Cong was sick and couldn't attend, but unexpectedly got this opportunity to be alone with Lin Daiyu quietly for a while.

Lin Daiyu smiled shyly, secretly looked at Bao Cong's complexion, and seeing that he was in good spirits, she was a little relieved, and asked him, "What dream did you have just now?"

"I just dreamed..."

Bao Cong was just about to say something with a smile, but for some reason, a sentence suddenly came to his mind.

——Dreams and reality are opposite!

Thinking of this, Bao Cong's heart suddenly felt stuffy, he couldn't help covering his mouth, and coughed hard several times.

Lin Daiyu was in a hurry, so she quickly poured a cup of tea, and went forward to feed Bao Cong.

Bao Cong held her hand, drank a cup of hot tea, leaned against the head of the bed, rested a little, and stopped coughing.

"Even if you want to take the imperial examination, you study hard day and night, why don't you know how to cherish your body?" Lin Daiyu's eyes turned red when she saw Bao Cong so ill.

She thought of her father, who was getting weaker because of taking the imperial examination and studying hard day and night.

Bao Cong used to be active all day long, but he didn't expect such a strong person to get sick even after studying.

Baocong thought that Lin Daiyu thought of Jia Zhu's early death, so he was worried about him, so he comforted him: "I have always been in good health, this time I am not sick because of studying. It is because I got up at night and forgot to put on my coat for a while, so I got cold and sick." gone."

"Don't worry, I will pay attention to it in the future, and I won't let myself freeze again."

Seeing that Bao Cong admitted his mistake without hesitation, and his face was slightly pale, and he looked obedient and obedient, Lin Daiyu couldn't get angry, so she had to softly tell him to pay more attention to his body.

Bao Cong listened to it with a smile, and coaxed Lin Daiyu to be his little teacher again. He wrote the article in the morning, and when Mr. Zhou corrected it, he also sent it to her for review.

Lin Daiyu had written many poems and articles before, and Bao Cong asked Qingwen to take them out and bind them into a book for her.

At that time, he read the articles written by Lin Daiyu, and several of them were much better than his.

So later, when Zhou Ji assigned Bao Cong homework, he always wrote one by himself first, then wrote to ask Lin Daiyu for advice, and after reading Lin Daiyu's opinion, he wrote another one.

Comparing the two articles before and after, Bao Cong's level of writing policy theory is improving day by day, becoming more proficient and handy.

Sitting in the outer room, Zijuan listened to Baocong coaxing Lin Daiyu, and asked Qingwen curiously, "It's really strange. Does the third master, who is so meticulous, forget to put on his coat when he gets up at night? Next year, no, it should be It's this year."

"The third master is going to take the imperial examination this year, so he can't neglect to take care of his body like this!"

Qingwen rolled her eyes angrily, shook her head, and said softly to Zijuan: "How can the third master not pay attention to this! They are all coaxing Miss Lin. It is obvious that she is too tired from studying and is sick!"

Every day before dawn, I get up to recite texts, and then practice martial arts. I have classes in the morning, practice calligraphy and writing strategies in the afternoon, and recite and read books at night. I often stay up until midnight.

The schedule is so full that he can't do his own homework, and sometimes he has to teach Baoyu's homework, so he is naturally too busy.

Thinking about Baocong's intention to hide it from others, Qingwen told Zijuan: "Don't mention it to Miss Lin, lest she worry."

Zijuan knew that Lin Daiyu was thinking too much, so she nodded and responded quietly.

The next day, when everyone knew that Bao Cong had woken up, they all came to visit him.

Baoyu and Baochai also came.

Taking advantage of Baoyu's visit, Bao Cong took a look at his jade, and found that the intellectual attribute on it was 36+, not 77+.

Huh—thinking by day, dreaming at night, it seems that he really thinks too much.

After the new year and the first month of the month, Baocong gradually recovered.

Going to say hello to Jia Mu, Jia Mu pulled him and told him, "Take another ten days' rest before going to school in the study outside. If your father forces you, let him come to me."

Bao Cong nodded obediently, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, my ancestor, I am in good health, and my father didn't force me to study."

Jia Mu glanced at Bao Cong, patted his hand with a sigh, and said, "Your father didn't force you, I see, you are the one who is forcing yourself."

"You have already passed the examination of scholar when you were only a teenager. Why are you in such a hurry? People like us are not in a hurry for you to take the imperial examination early and become an official in the court."

"You, as long as you are promising slowly, you must not spoil your body!"

Bao Cong smiled and nodded, saying yes.

But he didn't think so in his heart.

In such a huge Jia's mansion, things that may overthrow the Jia's mansion happen from time to time in corners that he can't see.

And the dream he had on New Year's Eve, everything went so smoothly, Jia's mansion was very lively and full of flowers.But Bao Cong felt the same as in his dream about those prosperity, he just felt creepy.

As if, soon, something was going to happen.