Although the strange power of the Lin family girl was a topic that could last half a month, today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, and the theme is still begging for luck. After everyone knew the life and background of the Lin family girl, they stopped talking about it.
What if the Lin family girl gets angry due to the discussion and goes on a killing spree in the crowd?
But talking behind people’s backs is definitely inevitable.
But Daiyu doesn't care.
Different from the original work, the family now has both parents. His father Lin Hai is still the censor of Youqiandu, and his mother Jia Min is also a famous luxury figure in the circle of distinguished ladies.
Not to mention her eldest cousin who is already a lieutenant.
Standard style of a young lady from aristocratic family
He is quite lively and active, especially likes archery.
To put it bluntly, Daiyu can now beat ten Baoyu with her bare hands without getting out of breath.
After the happy state returned to the downstairs, Jia Hui and others opened the windows and paid attention to their sisters again.
By the way, Daiyu is so strong, how about teaching her martial arts?
You don’t need to practice too much, just learn self-defense and practice something you can find at any time, such as sticks and the like, as long as you can protect yourself.
Well, I'll talk to my aunt when I get back.
I hope I won't be beaten to death
. . .
Soon, all the buckets of melons and fruits brought to the girls were cleaned by them, and every one of them fell into the Qujiang Pond.
The fish in this pond will be very fat next year.
Under the auspices of Master Wu of the Jiaofang who came with Xi Lie, the girls successively played many special games with others, which really allowed these girls who usually stay at home to have a good time. A handful.
Thread the needle to the moon.
On the evening of the seventh day of July, every household cleans their courtyards. Young women and girls must first kneel down to Vega and beg her to bless their ingenuity. Then, they took out the colorful silk threads and seven silver needles they had prepared in advance, and threaded the needles on the moon. Whoever threaded the seven needles first would indicate that she would become a skillful woman in the future.
Jiaofangsi spent a lot of money to organize this begging activity. He sold colorful silk threads for one penny per strand. As for needles, he had to bring his own.
Sorry for those who haven’t prepared all the needles or needles, but you still have the right to buy a strand of colorful silk thread with one penny. After the event is over, you can play by yourself when you get home.
The girls of the Jia family naturally use the best needlework. Everyone has colorful silk threads specially purchased from Suzhou, such as Daiyu Yingchun, plus several sets of silverware made by top silversmiths from the Chenghu Department of Luoyang. Needles, these young ladies who only work as weavers to pass the time have miraculously won over many weaver girls.
We played many games one after another, and finally, after everyone prayed to the moon for marriage, the Qiqiao Festival event initiated by Jiaofangsi was a complete success!
The gap between noble girls and common girls appeared again in the crowd. The girls in linen clothes did not stop at all. After finding their companions in the crowd, they left Qujiang Pool together.
The consumption level here is too high. Just a bottle of wine might cost their whole family a year's worth of money.
After all, this place doesn't belong to me.
Among them, some pretty girls who dressed up very carefully were dragged away by their companions with dim eyes and despondency. They wanted to take the opportunity to meet some nobles from Guandong. If they could seize the opportunity, they could turn over their families. But when they were all dressed up and saw those pampered and beautiful ladies, they felt timid and could only leave sadly.
However, there are also some who are obviously very confident in their appearance. They stay in Qujiang Pool and wander around with their new sisters who reveal their clear eyes, hoping to meet their brothers.
However, no one dares to follow the girls of the Jia family yet.
It wasn't all because she was afraid that Daiyu would suddenly get violent and hurt others, but mainly because there were a few prostitutes. That's what Wang Xifeng called her. When she came over to chat with the sisters, she was tricked out of her purpose by Wang Xifeng's few words, and she scolded her until she cried. Ran away.
"You heartless bastards, you are still imitating the prostitutes from Pingkangfang to seduce men when you are young. Why, a visit to Qujiang Pond has raised your horizons. You don't look down on those poor scholars, but you are eyeing us." Brothers of the family.
What? no? Fuck you!
Pooh! Shameless bastard, what a lowly person who doesn't know it. What, you still dare to talk to me?
Ping'er, bring the red-hot iron and brand her mouth for me! "
There was a flurry of excitement, which made everyone onlookers stunned. The mouth of this girl from the Wang family was really like a knife.
Just when several commoner girls were about to rush up and fight with Wang Xifeng and Ping'er's master and servant, Daiyu finally recovered from the shattered image of Feng Lazi's friendly image in her heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to kill Wang Xifeng and the other two. Several girls separated
The girl from the Jinling Wang family is completely famous this time.
In the past, everyone only knew that the Wang family had a girl who was raised as a boy. She was very beautiful and was promised to the heir of the Rongguo Mansion, the Taiwei's younger brother Jia Lian.
But few people have seen her.
But from today on, Wang Xifeng’s notoriety will spread throughout Daqi’s noble circle.
But Sister Feng doesn't care too much about this. She has already discussed marriage with Jia Lian, and even things like wedding stickers have been exchanged. If Jia Lian regrets it.
Haha, big brother Hui will teach him how to behave.
"Hahaha, Wang Ren, Wang Ren, this sister is so mouthy!" In the attic, Jia Hui was excitedly slapping Wang Xifeng's eldest brother Wang Ren on the shoulder. Wang Ren was so painful that his teeth were cracked and his mouth was in unspeakable agony.
Although I don’t know what happened by the Qujiang Pond, based on the actions of several of them, especially Wang Xifeng, who was twirling her handkerchief, raising her arms, pointing at the noses of the beauties and nodding excitedly, there must have been a quarrel. Bar
But fortunately, seeing those beauties getting angry and about to fight with Wang Xifeng, Wang Xifeng should have won.
Fortunately, Daiyu finally took action and rescued Wang Xifeng. Well, she didn't suffer any loss.
"Taiwei, Taiwei, we can't let Feng'er and the others continue to cause trouble down there. Why don't we call them back?" Wang Ren rubbed the painful shoulder that had been slapped and suggested to Jia Hui.
The two brothers of the surrounding historians and Jia Lian also agreed with Wang Ren's suggestion.
"Okay, Brother Lian, Brother Ren and you two," Jia Hui pointed at the two brothers from the Shi family, "It's getting late, you take the girls and go back quickly."
"Ah, no, I don't want to go back. Oh, no, no, no, I'll go back, I want to go home!" Just as Jia Lian was about to retort, Jia Hui glared at her fiercely. Jia Lian was so frightened that he quickly changed his words, but he quickly responded. Come here, the eldest brother and the king look like there is a second game.
"By the way, brother, what about you?"
"Me? Of course it's the second game!"
Are you not even willing to cover it up?
"What's wrong? Do you have any objections?"
"No, no, no, brother, have fun, brother!" Seeing Jia Hui's face darken again, Jia Lian quickly pulled the two brothers from the Shi family and fled from the box.
Wang Ren? He's just an uncle, I don't know him well.
Jia Hui and Chen Si looked at each other and smiled as they watched a group of young men rush into the crowd, holding the hands of their sisters and running towards the door.
Next to him, Yuanchun looked at these two "good big brothers" and couldn't help but roll his eyes.
Also, the butcher shops in Qujiang Chizi are closed today, how can they serve meat dishes?
They are going to the banquet hall on the fourth floor. There is a party being held here.
. . . . . .
"Uh water, water."
Jia Hui, who had a splitting headache and turned pale, opened her bloodshot eyes and muttered something unconsciously.
"Ah, the master is awake, the master is awake, hurry up, Skylark, go and tell the lady that the master is awake!" A refreshing girl's voice sounded in Jia Hui's ears.
Is this the oriole that replaces the mandarin duck as my maid?
"Ah, oh, okay!" Another cute and naive voice sounded from somewhere far away. Needless to say, this was the trainee third-class maid Yunque, Eleven's sister.
I had a high fever when I was a child, but my brain was not damaged, but my reaction was a bit slow and stupid.
But she's not that stupid, she just can't take the initiative to do things. She needs someone to explain the work process to her in detail, so that she can do things without making mistakes.
Yes, as long as the procedures for doing things are clarified for her, she will be able to get things done conscientiously.
Oriole was still very considerate. After giving instructions to Skylark, Oriole quickly walked to the table and poured the master a glass of warm water. Then he walked to the couch and helped the master up to give him water.
"Ahem. Huh. I'm alive." After drinking three glasses of water, Jia Hui finally woke up. He turned around and sat on the edge of the bed, letting Oriole dress him.
When Oriole tied Jia Hui's belt and began to straighten the folds on her body, a sound of footsteps came. Jia Hui listened and found that it was very familiar. It was Mrs.
"Master, you're awake now. It's almost noon!" The voice came first before anyone arrived. Li Wan was dressed more elegantly today. Seeing that Jia Hui had already put on clothes, but not the accessories, he stepped forward. Bu twisted a piece of jade pendant on the tray that Oriole held in his hand, and tied it to Jia Hui's belt, one piece after another.
"Ah, what's wrong? Why are you so virtuous today?" Jia Hui was a little confused when he saw that Li Wan was uncharacteristically hanging accessories for him.
I am reluctant to dress myself on weekdays. Why did you take the initiative to put on accessories for me today?
"Master, do you mean that I am not virtuous?" Hearing Jia Hui's teasing, Li Wan's eyes became sharper and he gave Jia Hui a hard look.
"No, no, no, my wife is the most virtuous, and she is just curious about her husband. Normally, she puts a belt on her husband and leaves. She never puts accessories on her husband. What happened today?" Jia Hui asked Li Wan. eyebrow.
"Of course I want to reward my great writer!"
"I see. Oh no, wait, what great writer? Am I not a military commander?" Jia Hui was a little confused.
Tang Xian, who wrote his own opera, wanted to poke his eyes out, but the only thing he could do with it was the song "Mountain Goat" that he copied and copied.
Hey, wait a minute, it seems that the party yesterday was a literary party.
"What did I write last night?" Jia Hui looked at the rafters with blank eyes.
"What the hell, what the master wrote can't be a thing. Ah, no, no, what the master wrote is a good thing. Oh, that's not right. Is it a thing? Forget it, master, what did you do at the literary meeting in Qujiangchi yesterday? You're in the limelight!" Li Wan, who almost got himself involved in the question of "is it a thing?" gave up thinking and restarted his brain.
"Ah, being in the limelight? What kind of limelight?" Jia Hui became more and more confused and her face became redder.
What did I copy yesterday?
"Ah, the master has forgotten? Ah, no wonder, when the king sent the master home, the master had already finished drinking the tablets and was holding a spittoon."
"Okay, don't talk anymore. Let's talk about what I wrote before." Jia Hui quickly stopped Li Wan from telling him about his previous embarrassment.
Li Wan, who has always regarded herself as a good wife and mother, naturally obeyed her husband's suggestion, but the corners of her mouth also turned up a little.
"Okay, then let's talk about my glorious deeds last night."
As he spoke, Li Wan took out several stacked papers from his sleeves and placed them on the table. Then he picked up the first one and opened it toward Jia Hui.
"Last night, my master was in a mood for poetry. He drank three jars of strong wine and composed a poem, a song, and a song while he was drunk. The first one is a masterpiece!"
Jia Hui didn't want to listen to what Li Wan was mumbling now. He looked intently at what was written on the paper.
I'm afraid it's a good time to part with the immortal family, so I'll teach you a good time.
The origin of the blue sky beside the Milky Way is when the golden wind and jade dew come.
The clear leaks gradually moved away and we looked at each other for a long time, but the faint clouds were not too late to catch up.
How can I not intend to reward the crow and magpie, but beg for clever silk with the spider?
This seems to be Li Shangyin's "Qixi Festival"?
"Xinwei Chinese Valentine's Day"? Or is it "Xin Chou Chinese Valentine's Day"?
It seems to be the former.
Before Jia Hui could finish reading, Li Wan put the paper on the table and opened another one.
"Don't tell me, I love this Bodhisattva's Concubine very much, especially the last one... Although we meet briefly, we will never grow old together. We will never envy the world, and the days in this world are like years." Li Wan was intoxicated. I read this sentence that I like
The fairy wind returns to control the clouds and opens the fan, and the late moon falls and the stars turn around. The dream on the pillow is frightening, and the rain is sparse on the eaves at dawn.
Although we meet briefly, we will never grow old together. I never envy the human world, where the days are like years.
This song "Bodhisattva Man" by Old Man Su
I remember that in my previous life, I memorized this poem in order to pursue her because I liked her at the same table.
But when I had memorized it well and was able to recite it emotionally with yin and yang, my deskmate got into a car accident.
I was run over by a dump truck, my skull flew off, and it hit my instep. I was so frightened that I had to stay at home for a whole week!
Um?
Hiss... Looking back now, the license plate of that dump truck seems to be the same as the one that crashed into my house on the thirteenth floor of the Great Plains.
Tsk.
"The last one is this one. This one has been praised by many as the best Chinese Valentine's Day Sanqu in the past. Even Lord Tang Xiantang recognized it and said that he was ashamed of himself!" Li Wan unfolded the bottom piece of paper. Spread it on the table and raise your head proudly.
This is her husband, Li Wan!
"Ah? So powerful?" Jia Hui lowered his head and looked at the "Intoxicated by the East Wind" written on the paper.
Oh, I'm really good at choosing.
"Drunk in the East Wind" by Lu Zhi!
(End of chapter)
