As Jia Yingchun spoke, she asked for another box containing rhyme cards, brought it over, took out a drawer of "Thirteen Yuan", and ordered the little girl to take four pieces.
The girl then brought four pieces: "Basin", "Soul", "Hen" and "Hun".
Jia Yun glanced at these words and said, "These words are not very easy to compose poetry!"
The others also prepared a piece of paper and pen, and then quietly began to think about it.
Lin Daiyu also lowered her head and glanced at the words in front of her. She already had poems in her mind, but she looked careless, just admiring the spring scenery and joking with the maids beside her.
Seeing this, Xue Baochai pondered for a moment, looked at Lin Daiyu with a smile, and said, "Sister Lin, you must have already written a good poem!"
Lin Daiyu glanced at Xue Baochai and said with a smile: "Sister Bao, do you think your husband looks like he is in trouble?"
After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Jia Yun, only to see Jia Yun closing her eyes to rest, stroking the folding fan in her hand, with a relaxed look on her face.
When Jia Yun heard Lin Daiyu's words, she couldn't help but open her eyes, looked at Lin Daiyu and others, and said, "What? There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Just take a look and you'll be fine."
This classic Versailles remark immediately made everyone sitting next to them look embarrassed.
Just have hands.
Just look at it.
This kind of state is so daunting that it makes people look up to the mountains.
When Jia Yingchun saw this scene, she smiled and said: "Our husband has always been powerful, and those of us who show off in front of our husband are afraid that we will be humbled by the big witch." xь.
After that, Jia Yingchun ordered the maid next to her to burn a stick of "Dream Sweet Incense".
It turns out that the "Dream Sweet Incense" is only three inches long and as thick as a lamp grass. It ignites easily, so it is limited to this embers. If the incense fails to ignite, it will be punished.
For a while, Jia Tanchun thought about it for a while, then he had an idea, took up his pen and wrote out the poem in his heart, and revised it a bit. After he finished it, he handed it to Jia Yingchun and asked Jia Yingchun to go. look.
Jia Yingchun looked at the poem handed over by Jia Tanchun, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and she said, "It's a good poem."
After Jia Tanchun heard Jia Yingchun's praise, he quickly looked at Xue Baochai sitting next to him and asked, "Jun Hengwu, do you have any poems now?"
When Xue Baochai heard this, he smiled and said: "It is there, but it is not good and it is difficult to show it to others."
Xue Baochai's attainments in poetry are indeed not too high.
After all, Xue Baochai comes from a business family, not a scholarly family.
Regarding this poem and so on, she just did her own research and didn't have any guidance from famous teachers.
It's just the arty means of people in the businessman's family.
Xue Baochai glanced at Jia Yun and asked, "Husband, do you have any ideas?"
Jia Yun smiled and handed the poem she had written to everyone to see.
After everyone saw it, they all looked horrified.
Taking action at will is already the peak.
After Lin Daiyu and others read Jia Yun's poems, they quickly shook their heads and said, "Husband, we don't dare to do anything with you in the future."
Originally, Lin Daiyu thought she had some poetic talent.
But now when Lin Daiyu saw the works written by Jia Yun, she understood the gap between the two people.
Although Lin Daiyu is talented and knowledgeable, compared with Jia Yun, she is worlds apart.
After hearing what everyone said, Jia Baoyu hurriedly came over, picked it up and took a look, and was stunned.
Jia Baoyu pondered in his heart: This brother Yun is really talented. I'm afraid it's just a trick when I'm in front of brother Yun.
Immediately, Jia Baoyu gave up the idea of competing with Jia Yun, and paced back and forth in the corridor with his hands behind his back.
After Jia Tanchun took a look at Jia Yun's poems, he said to everyone: "Look, just because Brother Yun wrote it like this, I'm afraid it's hard for even me to take it out and show it to you."
Jia Yun looked at everyone
, said with a smile: "Don't mind me, it's unfair to you if I get involved, just ignore me."
Lin Daiyu also looked at everyone and said, "Let's leave him alone. If we let him in, I'm afraid we won't be able to see enough." Xiu Shuzhu
Others also nodded and did not include Jia Yun in the selection process.
Jia Baoyu saw that Xue Baochai had already transcribed his poem, so he walked over, looked down at it, and then said: "Sister Bao, this is amazing! There is only an inch of the fragrance left, and I have it." Four sentences."
Then he said to Lin Daiyu: "Sister Lin, the incense will be burned out soon. Do you have any masterpieces?"
Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Baoyu with a smile and said, "Come on, take it and have a look."
After hearing this, Jia Baoyu hurriedly walked over, took it over and took a look, then sighed: "Why are you all so powerful? I am in short supply here."
With that said, he also walked in front of the case and wrote it down.
Li Wan smiled and looked at everyone and said, "We are going to read a poem. If you don't hand in the paper after reading it, you will be punished."
Jia Baoyu said: "Although the old farmer Daoxiang is not good at work, he is good at seeing and is the most fair. You will judge the good and bad. We all accept it."
Everyone said: "Of course."
So everyone excluded Jia Yun and assumed that Jia Yun was number one.
Let’s look at Jia Tanchun’s manuscript first. It says:
Ode to the white begonia and the soul mark in the restricted door basin
The cold grass in the setting sun covers the heavy door, and the green moss spreads over the basin after the rain.
Jade is the spirit that is difficult to compare with purity, while snow is the muscle and bone that is easy to ecstasy.
The beautiful heart is a little delicate and weak, and the beautiful shadow has traces of the third night of the moon.
Don't say that the immortal can become a feather, and accompany me to sing the dusk with passion.
The first time I saw Xue Baochai was:
Cherishing her beautiful appearance, she keeps the door closed during the day, and holds her own hand in the urn to fill the moss basin.
Rouge washes out the shadow of autumn, and ice and snow reveal the soul.
When it is extremely light, I know that the flowers are more beautiful. How can I find jade without a trace when I am sad?
In order to repay the white emperor for his cleanliness, Tingting said nothing and the sun became dim again.
Li Wan smiled and said, "It's Mr. Hengwu after all."
After saying that, everyone went to see Jia Baoyu again and said:
The autumn face reflects lightly on the double door, and the seven knots accumulate into a basin full of snow.
When I get out of the bath, the ice of Tai Zhen makes my shadow, and I hold the Xizi jade in my heart as my soul.
The morning breeze does not dissipate a thousand sorrows, and the Suyu adds a trace of tears.
Leaning alone on the painting railing, if you like, I will clear the anvil and complain about the flute to send off the dusk.
After everyone read it, Jia Baoyu said that Jia Tanchun did a good job. Li Wan wanted to recommend that Xue Baochai's poem had some status, so he urged Lin Daiyu, "Do you have a sister Lin?"
Lin Daiyu smiled and said, "You all have them?"
With that said, she asked the maid Zijuan beside her to show her work to everyone.
After Li Wan and others lowered their heads and glanced at Lin Daiyu's work, they only saw the following words on the work:
The Xiang curtain is half rolled up and the door is half closed, and the ice is crushed into earth and jade for the basin.
After reading this sentence, Jia Baoyu cheered first and said: "Where did you come from! It's wonderful, it's wonderful. If Brother Yun didn't take action, I'm afraid this should be the first."
Then look at the following: I stole the pistil of a pear and borrowed a ray of soul from the plum blossom.
Everyone couldn't help but applaud when they saw it, saying, "Sure enough, he has the same heart as others."
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