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

This is a joke, and Yuanyang often tells it to others, but when Qingwen heard it, she smiled and said coldly: "Sister Yuanyang, Sanye and Miss Lin are not happy to make such jokes here. If someone hears it, Learn what to say to Miss Lin?"

"Have a good day, don't make troubles!"

Yuanyang was taken aback at first, then came to her senses, and quickly apologized: "Don't be angry, it's my slip of the tongue, and I won't make such jokes again from now on."

Only then did Qingwen laugh, and greeted her for a snack.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Yuanyang sighed thoughtfully, and said to Qingwen: "The people who are joking and joking in other people's yards, and those who are playing around, are getting more and more serious when you serve the third master. Everyone is the same as Mr. Little."

"He has you by his side to persuade him, no wonder he is getting better and better every day."

Qingwen shook her head, and said: "You're saying it the wrong way, why are we persuading the third master? He has made up his mind since he was a child, and he forced himself to make progress. We all act according to his face!"

"When I was seven or eight years old, if I wanted to find a husband, I would find a husband, and if I wanted to change my husband, I would change my husband. He also chose Master Wu himself. Later, when I went out to study, I knew he was going to sneak out, and I was almost scared to death!"

Yuanyang asked strangely: "Then you didn't persuade him? Why did you follow him?"

Qingwen said: "Where is there no persuasion? He can listen to my persuasion? If I can't persuade him, I'm afraid he will leave me behind. When I go back to the mansion, the old lady and the second lady will beat me to death!"

Thinking of those days, Qingwen felt shaky in her heart. She sighed helplessly: "Fortunately, he went to study in that White Deer Academy later and came back with a degree of merit. Otherwise, the old lady and the others would forgive me? I'm afraid that when I come back, Either he was beaten to death, or he was sold far away!"

Hearing this, it was really dangerous at that time. Yuanyang was also a girl, so she naturally felt the same way, and comforted: "Fortunately, he is now promising and can make decisions for you, so you don't have to be afraid of anything."

This is true!

It's no good, why make Bao Cong angry?

With Baocong's temper and his current status in Jia's mansion, no one dares to take anyone in his yard casually.Even the old lady, the second master and the second wife did not dare to move at will.

Qingwen smiled and nodded, very approving.

After talking for a long time, Yuanyang felt more and more that he had read it correctly earlier, so he said with emotion: "Sure enough, he is good."

Qingwen smiled and followed suit: "That's right."

Yuanyang went back to Jia's mansion and told Jia Mu that Lin Daiyu had collected the money, and Jia Mu finally felt relieved.She hadn't slept well in the past few days, and this day she fell asleep without eating at night.

When it was the right day, the Rongguo Mansion was full of joy.

Although everyone was busy, they were still organized and not flustered. After all, there were many happy events, big and small, in the Rongguo Mansion.

Bao Cong changed into the groom's clothes, but wandered around in the room restlessly.

In his two lifetimes combined, it was the first time that he got married.

In his previous life, he was so focused on his career that he didn't have time to think about marriage.It's lucky in this life that the relationship is so natural.

There was a saying before, in fact, living as an ordinary person, having an ordinary love, and growing old together with your family is the happiest and luckiest thing.

Bao Cong thinks so.

It was his good fortune that the marriage came to fruition like this.

Now he was thinking about things in the room, mainly nervous.

It feels like a dream, what if the dream will be shattered if you walk out of this room?

Baoyu knocked on the door and called him, "Bao Cong, are you alright? The ancestor said that the time has come, so you should hurry up to pick up the wedding sedan chair!"

Bao Cong adjusted his clothes again, took a deep breath, and pushed the door to go out.

Baoyu grabbed his arm, led him to the gate, and said cheerfully as he walked, "Isn't it just getting married? What's there to be nervous about?"

Bao Cong glanced at Bao Yu, and cursed: You were still stupid when you got married, of course you didn't know you were nervous!

The jade on Baoyu's neck is already 88+.

Now I am gradually becoming smarter, I read very well, and I am developing in the direction of eloquence.

On the happy day, Bao Cong didn't bother to argue with him, and just walked forward silently.

The wedding party was ready, and after Bao Cong bid farewell to Jia Zheng and the others, he set off with Bao Yu and Jia Huan.

The mandarin ducks waited on Jia Mu to rest in the main courtyard lobby.

Women from various families were constantly brought in to meet Jia Mu and Mrs. Wang, most of whom were the wives of Jia Amnesty Jia Zheng and the others.

They usually don't have much chance to flatter, but they only met Jia Mu last year when Baoyu got married.Now after a year, they got another chance to enter the Rongguo Mansion, and everyone tried their best to compliment and congratulate them.

Mother Jia was naturally amused, and she was in a great mood.

On the other side, the welcoming team made a small circle around the street and arrived at Lin Daiyu's other courtyard.

Because Lin Daiyu recognized Aunt Xue as her elder, on this happy day, Xue Pan acted as her elder brother.

When Xue Pan saw Bao Cong coming, he led a group of dudes to surround him, made Bao Cong get off his horse, and asked him to compose makeup poems.

Bao Cong knew that today would be difficult, so he prepared five or six makeup reminder poems last night.It's just that his poetry writing skills are really average, so he had to write the original poem and then beg Baochai to revise it for him.

At the moment, there are five revised poems, and Bao Cong recites one with confidence.

Xue Pan doesn't know Chinese characters, but just likes to join in the fun.He also couldn't understand what Bao Cong was saying, so he couldn't speak well anyway, so he asked him to compose poems again.

Bao Cong read two more prepared poems, and everyone around them applauded.Unexpectedly, Xue Pan was being teased to fool around, insisting that he couldn't understand a single song, and asked Bao Cong to write one that he could understand!

On the day of great joy, Bao Cong was not very angry, so he stretched out his fist and hit Xue Pan on the shoulder twice, and said with a fake smile: "Brother Xue doesn't like poetry, why don't I give you a painting?"

Xue Pan didn't really want to listen to Bao Cong's poems. Bao Cong said that he would paint and give him a painting, and he was very happy. He immediately asked the servant to bring the table and spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Bao Cong smiled, and under the gaze of Xue Pan and everyone else, he picked up a pen and splashed ink on the rice paper.

He first sketched a few small bridges and flowing water, and then drew weeping willows by the river.The branches and leaves of the weeping willow fluttered, and the catkins seemed to be blown away by the wind, flying all over the sky, and then drifting into the water.

After that, Bao Cong drew a few more strokes on the small bridge, like a slender figure in a cloak, squatting on the ground, as if about to reach out to pick something up.

Xue Pan thought that Bao Cong drew a picture of a beauty, looked at it and clapped his hands and said, "Good! Brother Bao Cong is really talented!"

Just about to see how Bao Cong drew the little beauty in detail, Bao Cong stopped the pen with a smile, and said to Xue Pan, "I can only draw this far today. If you want to see the whole thing, let me go first." , Tomorrow I will draw a good drawing and send it to you."

How could Xue Pan not know Bao Cong's careful thinking?

He smiled wretchedly, pointed at Bao Cong, and said cheerfully, "Hey, are you threatening me? Hahaha!"

Baocong laughed but said nothing, Baoyu then helped and said, "Brother Xue, don't embarrass Baocong, it will delay the auspicious time later!"

With that said, Baoyu gave Xue Pan the big red seal he had prepared earlier, and gave Jia Huan a wink.

Jia Huan was trying to figure out how many little red seals he had in his arms. Seeing Baoyu winking, he quickly hid seven or eight of them, took out the others, and threw them into the sky!

Immediately, a bunch of playboys all snatched the red envelope, and Xue Pan, a big fat man, was overwhelmed.

When Xue Pan came back to his senses, there was no sign of Baocong. He had already entered the gate and went to the second gate.

The second gate is guarded by a girl and a woman. When Xueyan saw Bao Cong, she smiled and said: "Our girl said that the three poems written by the third master just now are not good. The girl asked the third master to write again!"

Lin Daiyu said no, then the poem is really bad...

Baocong had no choice but to write down the remaining two revised poems and asked Xueyan to send them to Lin Daiyu.

Who knows, Xueyan smiled again, saying that Lin Daiyu still felt that the poem was not good enough, and asked him to write it again.

Bao Cong suddenly had a bitter face.

Doesn't it mean that Baochai's poetry writing level is similar to that of Lin Daiyu?Why did Lin Daiyu still look down on Baochai to revise it?

Could it be that the original work he wrote was so bad that Baochai couldn't change it into a good poem?

Ask him to write it again now, how can it be better than before?

Alas, it is so difficult to marry a talented woman!Writing a make-up poem is disgusting!

Bao Cong was very skeptical, could he write poems that Lin Daiyu would like?

If she is not satisfied, then...then are you going to get married today?

There is one poem left that was prepared yesterday, but Baochai has not revised it.

Bao Cong thought hard by himself, revised and corrected, and finally rewrote the poem and handed it to Xue Yan.

"Xueyan, you have to say something nice for me." He stuffed Xueyan with a big red seal, and said with a wry smile: "Sister Lin is very talented in writing. It may be a year of the monkey for her to appreciate my poems."

"You tell her, please forgive me now, and I will write her a hundred poems later, until she is satisfied!"

Xueyan accepted the big red seal and agreed to Baocong's words, Le Diandian took his poems to Lin Daiyu's room.

Lin Daiyu took a look at the new poem and said with a satisfied smile: "This is the poem he can write!"

Zijuan held the red hijab, handed it to Aunt Xue, and said with a smile: "Others think that the bridegroom official's makeup reminder poem is not good enough, but the girl is surprised, but the third master's makeup reminder poem is too good, so he must write it." Write a bad song before you are willing to go out."

"Why are you laughing, I want him to write it!"

Lin Daiyu scoffed, and wanted to say something, but Aunt Xue cheerfully covered her head with a red hijab, and said, "My son, let's talk about it later, don't miss the auspicious time."

He also told her: "If you wear a red hijab, you must never speak!"

Lin Daiyu's eyes were red with joy, she just nodded silently.

Zijuan supported Lin Daiyu. Aunt Xue finally opened the door and said loudly: "The bride is out!" Then she asked: "Where is Pan'er? Where is he? Tell him to carry his sister, the bride is on her feet right now." Can't touch the ground!"

Seeing that the door was open, Baocong was happy. Hearing what Aunt Xue said, he quickly grabbed Baoyu and said, "Baoyu, go and carry sister Lin on the sedan chair!"

Baoyu was sending red seals to the maids and women, when Baocong pulled and pushed him into the inner courtyard, he was stunned.

Aunt Xue was also stunned, Xue Panren didn't know where to go, and Baoyu, who accompanied Baocong to welcome her, fell into the inner courtyard...

Those who grab the red seal grab the red seal, and those who push Baoyu push Baoyu.Baoyu was squeezed to the door of the room, so he had to smile and say to Aunt Xue: "I will carry sister Lin to the sedan chair."

Zijuan had helped Lin Daiyu out, and Aunt Xue hadn't found Xue Pan. Thinking that Baoyu was Lin Daiyu's elder brother, she hurriedly said, "Yes, please, hurry up, it's time to catch the auspicious time!"

Lin Daiyu was embarrassed when she heard Aunt Xue asked Xue Pan to carry her. She didn't want Xue Pan to carry her, and she didn't want to delay the wedding.

Now that it was Baoyu's turn, she didn't hesitate any more, and was honestly carried by Baoyu all the way and put into the sedan chair.

At the gate of the Lin family's other courtyard, Xue Pan was sweating profusely from the crowd, and finally stood still. He was about to go to the second gate, but he saw Baocong and Xijiao came out.

A young man lit firecrackers, and there was a burst of crackling, and the welcoming team led the long wedding procession, beating gongs and drums, and went back to Rongguo Mansion.

Xue Pan was dumbfounded: "..."

Why is the process different from when Baochai got married?

At the entrance of Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng, Jia She, and Jia Lian all greeted the guests at the door.

Although some of the princes and nobles in the capital did not come in person, they all came to the door with congratulatory gifts.

Jia Zheng welcomed the guests in while secretly calculating which ones were for his sake and which ones were for Jia's mother's.

"Master Jia, my name is Bogda Aman. I am the son of Xinjiang Governor Bogda Yushan. I came to drink the wedding wine for my father." A strong and honest young man bowed.

"Bogda?" Jia Zheng was confused when he heard the name.

who?I don't know it at all!

But the governor of Xinjiang... is a high official!

Jia Zheng raised his face, and hurriedly welcomed the people in, saying, "The distinguished guest has come from afar! Today I only have a glass of thin wine, so please don't be too formal. You must eat and drink well!"

The honest Oman boy scratched the back of his head and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, Mr. Jia, I will definitely eat and drink well!"

There were other guests who wanted to say hello, and after Jia Zheng settled down the strange young man, he went to the gate again, only to hear the boy singing the gift list shouting: "Governor of Xinjiang, Bogda Yushan congratulatory gift - a rare white tiger skin." Zhang, a piece of precious snow mountain black bear skin, a pair of Xinjiang young mountain carvings, a pair of Xinjiang snow mountain white fox..."

Jia Zheng slipped on his feet and almost fell!

This Bogda is really generous. What he sent was either precious furs or rare living things, and they were transported thousands of miles from Xinjiang... Are these not tributes?

How did he know that it would be more difficult for others to transport these things than going to the sky, but Bogda only had to let his son bring these things and follow Yushixuan's caravan to Beijing.It's just a few more cars than transporting jade.

The rest of the guests were also secretly surprised when they heard the gift list, and whispered who this Bogda was.

With a smile on his face, Jia Zheng walked to the gate calmly and continued to welcome the guests.

Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian all came over, surprised and sighed: "What's the matter with Bogda in Xinjiang? Is it an old friend of our Taizu? Why haven't I heard of it before?"

Jia Zheng shook his head: "I don't know, it's important to welcome the guests first."

So together with Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian, they continued to welcome the guests at the door, but they had already remembered this in their hearts and were a little absent-minded.

Of course, there was more than one person they didn't know when they came to give gifts.

Mr. Lu from Suzhou, Zhuang Zhifu from Sichuan, and Mr. Wu from Bailu Academy in Hangzhou... It wasn't until the singer reported the name of Ruan Zhongwen from the Ruan family in Shandong that Jia Zheng suddenly realized.

These people seem to be people Bao Cong met outside!

Jia Amnesty and Jia Lian were so surprised that they became jealous. They didn't expect Bao Cong to know so many people without saying a word!

But Jia Zheng felt that he had more face. After all, he was his son!Just like him!