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

Bao Cong drank the ginseng soup brought back by Qingwen in one gulp, as if he was refreshed, and the worries of the past few days were relieved.

"How is sister Lin recently?" Bao Cong asked.

Qingwen smiled and said: "Ms. Lin is fine, she just misses the third master. She even wrote some flower notes for you today!"

As she spoke, she took out the flower notes written by Lin Daiyu from the brocade box and placed them one by one on the desk in front of Baocong.

I thought I wrote some poems or something, but the four papers were written with "imperial examination", "caravan", "family affairs" and "chaotang".

Bao Cong was puzzled, "What does this mean?"

Qingwen explained: "Miss Lin heard that the third master is very troubled, maybe there are difficulties in these four things."

"If there are too many embarrassments and there is no way to start for a while, it is better to arrange these problems one by one according to the degree of importance or difficulty, and then try to solve them. Isn't it clear and clear?"

When problems are crowded together, it is easy for people to lose their way.If you lose your way, it is difficult to sort out the clues and find the key to solving the problem.

Therefore, when things are too many and too difficult, and when things are confused, the most important thing is people.

Do you have a plan in mind, and do you know what is important, what is not important, what is urgent, and what can be put aside first.

Isn't this a method often used by modern workers when they schedule their schedules in small books?

Lin Daiyu's idea is too avant-garde and useful!

He forgot all of these, but fortunately Lin Daiyu could think of this to remind him.

Bao Cong secretly praised it, picked up the flower note, and examined it carefully.

The font on it is delicate and delicate, but the strokes contain vigor, and there is also a trace of perseverance contained in elegance and calmness.

Lin Daiyu's handwriting improved again.

In the past few years, perhaps because she has read a lot of books, read many classic articles, made various strategies and theories, and her knowledge is not limited to boudoir affairs, so her temperament has become less sentimental and more comfortable and free and easy.

Even the handwriting that he writes is stronger than a man's. If it wasn't for a woman, I'm afraid he would have become famous as a teenager.

Bao Cong is very happy to see this.

This era is too demanding on women, but he hopes that within his ability, Lin Daiyu can enjoy a wider world of freedom.

So this time, Lin Daiyu asked about his affairs, even though they had nothing to do with her, Bao Cong didn't want to hide them blindly, but wanted to share them with Lin Daiyu.

He thought for a while, and put the flower note with "Caravan" at the end, and "Imperial Examination" at the bottom.

There are two left, hesitant.

But after concentrating on it for a while, and thinking twice, he still put "family affairs" first and "court" second.

In his heart, his "chaotang" currently represents the ending of the Jia family being ransacked in the original book.

Originally thought that this matter worried him the most, but after this arrangement, he suddenly understood that the problems of the people in the Jia family were the most headaches for him and the most urgent thing to solve.

Just like Zhou Ji suggested, the dispositions of the people in Jia's mansion cannot be easily changed, we can only abandon them first, and then make them wake up.

With this method, there is still a great risk. After all, some people are used to enjoying themselves, even if they are so poor that they don’t have a copper coin, they will borrow it from other people’s homes.

What's more, there is also Jiamu who is very old. If she knows what is going on in his heart, she still doesn't know how angry she will be.Doesn't Lin Daiyu feel sad when Jia's mother is angry?

Once a person has an emotional connection with others, it is really difficult to do things everywhere...

Baocong rubbed the flower note with his fingers, sighed, and said to Qingwen, "Give it to Sister Lin."

Unexpectedly, Qingwen shook her head, took out a few more papers with names written on them, and said, "Miss Lin also wrote some."

Bao Cong asked, "Why didn't you take it out together just now?"

"Miss Lin said that if the third master puts 'family affairs' at the top, then he asked me to take these out."

Qingwen doesn't know many big characters, but she has a good memory.

Once Lin Daiyu taught her, she memorized what was written on the four papers.

Bao Cong said with a smile: "Sister Lin is too meticulous, why did you write so much?" Then asked: "Is there anything else?"

This time, Qingwen shook her head, "No more, that's all."

Bao Cong jokingly said: "She is a female Zhuge, she should have known why I was troubled."

Looking at the new flower paper again, there are only the names of Jia Mu, Jia Zheng, Mrs. Wang and Baoyu.

Lin Daiyu guessed that they were all his closest relatives.

With a warm smile on the corner of Bao Cong's lips, he also took out the flower paper and wrote the names of Yingchun, Jia She, Wang Xifeng, Jia Lian and others.

Lin Daiyu probably couldn't imagine that such a big man like him would worry about so many things for his mother-in-law, right?

At the end of writing, Bao Cong froze for a moment.

Except for the jade carving, this life is filled with the affairs of Jia's house, and he seems to seldom think about the events of his previous life, as if they were all his dreams.

Shaking his head again, laughing at himself, thinking about those for no reason?Do you think you are not busy enough?

So, he picked up the pen again and wrote a new paper with the name of the person.

The rest were put back into the brocade box in order, only the last one, Bao Cong put it in the sleeve.

"Qingwen, give these to Sister Lin." He nodded his sleeves and smiled, "There is another one, which is at the top of the list. Ask her, maybe she can guess who it is?"

Seeing that Baocong swept away the gloom and solemnity of the past few days, Qingwen was immediately happy, and secretly said: Miss Lin has a way, write a few flower notes, and play with the arrangement, so that the third master can be made happy.

She responded, happily holding the brocade box, and went to Lin Daiyu's place again.

Dusk is approaching, the sun is setting, and the golden color outside the window is sprinkled all over the place.

Bao Cong exhaled, left the study room, and walked to the side gate of the Grand View Garden along the direction where the brilliance was gradually fading.

Qingwen had already gone in, the side door of the Grand View Garden was ajar, and the old woman who guarded the door was sitting in a nearby hut cracking melon seeds.

Bao Cong stood still not far from the side door, looked up, as if looking into the Grand View Garden, or admiring the sunset.

Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

It was a hot summer day, and Lin Daiyu had just eaten a few mouthfuls of dinner, and was sitting on the porch, fanning herself and thinking.

Qingwen came in with a tray, and Lin Daiyu was anxious, so she hurriedly stood up and took a few steps to meet her.

"What did Bao Cong answer?" she asked.

Qingwen opened the brocade box in her hand, and said, "Miss Lin, take a look, the third master also wrote flower notes."

Lin Daiyu picked up the flower notes and looked at them one by one, and suddenly she understood a little bit.

The old lady was put first. It seemed that he was worried about the old lady's health, and maybe the old lady was the one to worry about.

Yingchun's name was ranked second, obviously because her marriage negotiation was not going well.

Jia Zheng is in the third place, so he must be talking about the people from the Zhen family in the south of the Yangtze River coming to join him, right?

......

Lin Daiyu guessed while watching, and she guessed pretty well.

With the old lady and Yingchun, if she is free, you can visit and ask.

She can't help with the big things outside.

Think about the Zhen family in the south of the Yangtze River, how beautiful and prosperous it was in the past.But throughout the ages, the more prosperous a family is, the more likely it is to collapse suddenly.

This is true of the Zhen family, and it is also true of the Jia family today.

It looks vigorous on the surface, but the inside is already dilapidated, like a dilapidated sieve, which will be smashed to pieces by a wave.

But the members of the Jia family are all self-deceiving, still acting in a ostentatious way, extravagant and extravagant, wantonly challenging the law and the emperor's limit.

Lin Daiyu was worried, shook her fan slowly, sighed softly, and put the brocade box in a conspicuous place on the desk herself.

Seeing Lin Daiyu's sad face, Qingwen immediately said with a bitter face: "I originally wanted to ask you to persuade the third master, but now it makes you sad. If I knew it, I would not talk about it. If the third master knows, don't scold me for being troublesome." ?”

Lin Daiyu laughed back when she heard this, and tapped Qingwen's forehead with her fan, and joked, "You came here to order me to release Jie Baozhen, and now you blame me for worrying about it? You have such a sharp mouth, it's really cheap. Not good, go back quickly!"

Qingwen hurriedly said: "Miss Lin, don't chase me away, I still have something to say!"

Lin Daiyu: "What else can I say?"

Qingwen snickered, and said: "The third master hid a note with a name, and asked the girl to guess, who is the number one in his heart?"

In his heart... Who is the number one?

The brocade box already has the name written on it, so naturally it can't be the one that was hidden.

But the brocade box contained all Bao Cong's close relatives, except for... Huh, this narrow-minded ghost, who wants to tease her whenever he gets the chance, is really annoying!

Lin Daiyu immediately thought of a possibility.

The bases of her ears gradually turned red, but she pretended to be displeased and pursed her lips, and slowly walked outside, shaking her round fan.

Qingwen hurriedly called her: "Where is Miss Lin going? Did you guess what the third master said?"

Lin Daiyu didn't turn her head back, but said from a distance: "Do you think I guessed it? I'm going for a walk to digest food, and you can play here by yourself!"

Qingwen: "..."

What kind of maneuver are these two little guys playing?Don't even explain it!

Zijuan was coming back from making tea, and seeing Lin Daiyu walking out, she was surprised, "Just now she asked for tea, and here comes the tea, where is she going?"

Qingwen replied: "Miss Lin said to go out to digest food."

The Grand View Garden is not outside, Lin Daiyu often goes out for a walk by herself, and Zijuan is not surprised, so she pulls Qingwen to talk about needlework.

Lin Daiyu wandered slowly to the lotus pond.

Most of the lotus flowers are blooming brightly, and large green lotus leaves are crowded under the flowers and floating on the water.When a gust of wind blows, the lotus leaves tremble like ripples, with refreshing ripples.

After admiring it for a while, Lin Daiyu remembered hanging the flower notes hidden by Baocong, and walked to the side gate of the Grand View Garden without knowing it.

It was getting dark gradually, and the woman guarding the gate seemed to be about to close the gate of the garden, with her back to the people, poking her head out, and she didn't know who she was talking to.

Lin Daiyu thought that Qingwen was still in the Grand View Garden, so she hurried forward a few steps, and softly called the old lady, "Old lady, don't lock the door, Qingwen hasn't gone out yet!"

The people outside seemed to have heard Lin Daiyu's voice, and said a few more words.

The woman opened the door, turned around and saluted Lin Daiyu, and said with a smile: "Miss Lin, my wife, I have eaten something for dinner and I need to change my clothes. Can you stand by the door for me for a while? Wait for Miss Qingwen." Get out, and I'll lock the door again."

If she wanted to change clothes, she could just close the door first and come back later to open the door. How could she open the door to summon the master to guard the door?

Seeing the old woman being so rude, Lin Daiyu was a little displeased, and just about to say something, she suddenly saw a familiar figure standing in the crack of the door under the dusk light.

The man was tall and slender, with a straight back, standing coldly, like a very handsome pine tree.

As if aware of the gaze behind him, he turned his head slightly sideways, and smiled at Lin Daiyu through the crack of the door. There was tenderness in his eyes, which made people sink in instantly.

Lin Daiyu was stunned, it turned out that Bao Cong deliberately dismissed the gatekeeper woman!

It's just, didn't it mean that you can't meet casually before marriage?

They're like... as if they're sneaking up on something terrific.

Lin Daiyu's face suddenly turned red.

Bao Cong approached slowly with a smile, and stood by the side door, covering himself with the door.

Lin Daiyu was so nervous that she wanted to avoid it, but she couldn't move, so she stood there stiffly, blushing.

She thought that Baocong dismissed the old woman to say something, but after waiting and waiting, Baocong didn't speak, and she was a little annoyed immediately.

Then she was curious about what Baocong was going to do, she was curious, she couldn't help but took two steps forward, and then stopped.

At this time, Bao Cong finally spoke.

"Sister Lin, looking at the sky, it looks like it's going to rain, why don't you hide under the eaves of the porch."

Lin Daiyu didn't speak or move.

She glanced at the sky, it was dark and gloomy, and it was hazy than before.

Bao Cong was outside the side door, urging with a low smile, "Come here quickly, it's really going to rain."

As soon as the words were finished, a gust of moist wind blew up Lin Daiyu's skirt and gauze sleeves.

In a blink of an eye, a few big raindrops fell from the sky.

Lin Daiyu quickly hid under the eaves of the side porch, wiped her face with a handkerchief, thankfully she didn't stand still for a while.

At this moment, the heavy rain had already started to splash, and there were gusts of wind blowing again.The coolness is cool, but the skirt will be blown up from time to time, and Lin Daiyu has to press the skirt with her hands.

Bao Cong naturally heard the movement behind the door, he smiled softly, and whispered softly: "Today is raining, so the sky knows that I miss you."

Hearing these words, Lin Daiyu's small hand, which was trying to smooth the skirt, stopped suddenly, and her whole body became nervous again.

That's good, Bao Cong said something embarrassing!

But she didn't want to. In the past, she often heard Bao Cong say that she missed her, but she was not as nervous as today.

Maybe, long time no see...

"You..." Lin Daiyu bit her red lips, and said softly, "You hid a piece of paper today, who did you write about?"

The rain was loud, but Lin Daiyu's voice was soft, but Bao Cong heard her voice very clearly, as if speaking right next to his ear.

Bao Cong caught two raindrops behind him, threw them on the ground mischievously, and said cheerfully, "Guess who it is?"

After a pause, he added in a low voice: "I guess you must know who it is."

Play tricks on her again!

She wouldn't say it was herself!

Lin Daiyu rubbed the tip of her slightly moist nose, thinking angrily.

"The person you wrote, how do I know?" She snorted softly, and said softly, "I don't want to know."

Two fingers were quietly stuffed into the crack of the door, holding a piece of flower note, and shook it lightly twice.

"Look at it?"

Lin Daiyu glanced sideways, pretending to be angry, and turned her head away.

"I do not watch!"

In fact, the man snickered, and couldn't help but glance back.

There are only two fingers and flower paper in the crack of the door, Bao Cong can't see her peeping at all...

Lin Daiyu covered her small mouth and laughed even more joyfully.

Outside the door, Bao Cong turned his back to the side door, holding the flower paper with one hand, half-raised it in the crack of the door, looking at the sky speechlessly.

Hands are so sour...

Sister Lin has grown up, and she can't be fooled anymore...

Who is playing and who is playing?

The rain in the sky was still splashing and splashing, and it was falling happily, as if mocking him for not being cute, but being embarrassed instead.

After a while, Bao Cong smiled lowly, and he called out: "My good sister, just take a look... Please."