Jia Huan smiled and said: "Sister Lin, don't you know me? Don't worry, you will live up to me in this life."
"Sister Lin, I also know you, and I know that you are not a common person who adheres to etiquette. If not, how could I introduce you as a confidant?"
"Life is too short, why bother worrying about other people's opinions?"
Lin Daiyu lowered her head and said nothing.
Jia Huan took a step forward and gently hugged her into his arms without making any further frivolous move.
Lin Daiyu felt her heart beating fiercely. She quickly asked: "Brother Huan, in your opinion, who will inherit the title of Dongfu? Who will attend the funeral of Brother Zhen and Brother Rong?" make arrangements for?"
In fact, Lin Daiyu didn't care about such mundane things, it had nothing to do with her. It was just that she was in a panic at the moment and asked the question casually.
Jia Huan said with a smile: "I'm afraid there will be more trouble with the inheritance of the title of Dongfu. What I will inherit is not only the title of Dongfu, but also the family property of Dongfu and the position of the head of the Jia family."
"If we don't have to pay for it, I'm afraid our ancestors would like to let the big-faced baby inherit it. But it's not worth any trouble in the East Mansion. The old lady's permission is still required."
"As for Brother Zhen and Brother Rong's funeral, I'm afraid we need help from here to avoid being laughed at by outsiders."
"By the way, don't go there when the time comes. The big-faced boy will definitely come back by then, so that he won't pester you again after seeing you."
"If I saw him, I would definitely give him a punch. I'm afraid I would have to kneel on the ground and beg him not to die. That would be bad."
Lin Daiyu couldn't help but giggle. She said: "I don't need you to give orders, I have my own sense of proportion. It's a pity that the big-faced treasure fell into your trap. I don't know when he will win the number one prize and take off this shackles." Woolen cloth!"
As she said this, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but laugh again.
Jia Baoyu still wants to win the top prize?
Jia Huan could only laugh. Not to mention Jia Baoyu, even if he passed the exam, it was not because of his true ability.
Almost every time, he encountered a familiar topic. Of course, since he had memorized many articles, it was not surprising that he encountered a familiar topic.
But in the following provincial examinations, general examinations and palace examinations, what he can learn from are all articles that are famous throughout the ages.
If this was not the case, how could he win the top prize in high school with six consecutive prizes?
As for Jia Baoyu, if he can win a prize in his life, it will be regarded as a blessing.
The two talked for a while, and then Lin Daiyu left.
Seeing that it was getting late and it was hard to keep her here, Jia Huan got up and sent her back all the way.
After coming back, Xiao Jixiang and the other three girls had already returned to the house.
Xiao Jixiang chuckled and said: "Third Master, Miss Lin is gone? Do you think I am obedient? As long as Miss Lin comes from now on, I will boil water, hehe."
This girl really shines brightly when given some sunshine.
It's not time to cry when being bullied by little Jia Huan earlier.
Jia Huan said with a straight face: "The matter of boiling water is not urgent. Now I want to check your homework. Come, each of you find a place and write down all the three-character scriptures you have learned. Whoever writes poorly will be taken care of by the family. .”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Jixiang's face suddenly drooped.
She and Qingwen were the first to learn calligraphy from Jia Huan, while Caiyun joined later.
Qingwen made the fastest progress. She was originally smart and had the best needlework in the entire Jia family.
Caiyun's progress is neither fast nor slow, but she is also diligent.
Only Xiao Jixiang looks very happy, but he is too playful and does not study hard, and his brain is not that bright.
Now, her progress is almost catching up with Caiyun.
Qingwen has finished studying the entire Three Character Classic. She has learned a lot, but she writes the fastest.
Not long after, she finished the entire Three-Character Sutra in silence and came over to hand it over to Jia Huan.
Jia Huan read it from beginning to end and found that there was no confusion in every sentence and every word was correct.
He couldn't help but praise: "The writing is very good, everything is correct. If you were a man, you would definitely win the top prize and come back!"
Qingwen giggled and said, "Third Master, please stop teasing me. I am just a maid, and I know how much I weigh. Third Master is kind-hearted. It's okay if I can learn to write a few words from him." Contented."
"Third Master, now that you have finished studying the Three Character Classic, what should you study next? The Four Books and Five Classics?"
Jia Huan said with a smile: "You don't take the imperial examination seriously, so what are you doing by studying the Four Books and Five Classics? After studying the Three Character Classics, the next one will teach you the Thousand-Character Classics, Hundreds of Surnames, and Thousands of Poems."
"Then I'll learn rhyme again and read a few more poems. I won't worry about becoming a poet. When the time comes, Third Sister will hold a poetry meeting again and she will definitely invite you to participate."
The big-faced boy had no choice but to go to the Imperial College to study, but the poetry party organized by Tanchun did not stop.
She would still invite several sisters to organize poetry gatherings every once in a while.
Of course, because Jia Baoyu was missing, Jia Huan had to study hard before, so he never participated in their poetry meeting again.
Qingwen has always been extremely envious of the few ladies in the house who can write poems.
Now that I heard that she could also be a poet in the future, I couldn't help but feel excited and worried at the same time.
Seeing Qingwen like this, Jia Huan couldn't help but feel moved.
In the book Red Mansions, there is another poet who learned from Sister Lin. She is the maid Xiang Ling who was kidnapped by Xue Pan, the idiot king.
Just because Xue Baochai now spends more time at home keeping accounts and reorganizing the family business, he has appeared less and less frequently in Jia's house recently.
It is said that Xiang Ling has always been with her, but Jia Huan has never seen this girl until now.
If Xiangling learns how to write poetry in the future, and Qingwen learns how to write poems, these two girls can form a team.
At this time, Caiyun also finished dictating, and then handed her dictated manuscript to Jia Huan.
Jia Huan checked and found that Caiyun had written six wrong words in total.
Then Jia Huan said selflessly: "Caiyun, your handwriting is neat, but you made six mistakes. Since you made a mistake, you will be punished. Come and take care of the family law."
Caiyun blushed, lowered her head, and lay on Jia Huan's lap coyly.
Jia Huan raised his hand and slapped him six times in succession, as he had done in his family.
Next to her, Qingwen bit her lip as she watched the entire execution scene, feeling that something was wrong.
Why did I have the idea of wanting to be served by the Third Master’s family?
Also, was Caiyun’s little prodigal hoof really written wrong? Or was it a typo on purpose?
I always feel that she is wrong on purpose. She has been wrong many times. She can't always make progress, right?
Qingwen suspected that Caiyun made the mistake on purpose, but she had no evidence.
At this time, Xiao Jixiang also finished dictating, and then she eagerly handed over the Three-Character Sutra she had dictated to Jia Huan.
Jia Huan finished reading it quickly, and his head was suddenly filled with black lines.
"Okay, you actually got thirty-eight words wrong! You, how did you learn it? Give Third Master your hand!"
Xiao Jixiang pouted and asked dissatisfiedly: "Third Master, why are Sister Qingwen and Sister Caiyun both experts in the art, but when it comes to me, they slap the palms of their hands?"
(End of chapter)
