"After being away for so long, I really deserve to be punished with a drink!"
As soon as Feng Yibo returned to the front hall, he had not yet returned to his seat.
Jia Lian held the wine jar and started to drink.
Without any explanation, Feng Yibo was filled with wine.
Xue Pan on the side was already drunk and drowsing his eyes, and when he heard the words, he also spoke in agreement:
"Second brother is right! Yibo, you have to make up for all the wine you owe, otherwise we won't obey!"
The two men were obviously a little drunk, and they began to shout that they would punish Feng Yibo for drinking.
Xue Biao and Bao Yu were also a little drunk, but they looked much better.
Xue Biao gently pulled his cousin.
Xue Pan looked at him impatiently and saw that Xue Pan was overtaking Feng Yibo with his mouth open.
When Xue Pan reacted, he was immediately shocked.
Even his eyes regained some clarity, and he hurriedly covered it up and said:
"Yibo, can the rest of the matter be settled?"
Speaking of which, Feng Yibo never really took action to punish his uncle.
But for some reason, Xue Pan was afraid of him.
I have to give a reason, except for the shadow left by the first meeting.
Maybe it's because Feng Yibo's power is getting stronger.
During the six months he was overseas, Xue Pan had already relapsed into his old ways.
I usually have a lot of fun with a group of dudes I know.
Aunt Xue and Baochai tried to persuade her several times, but to no avail.
But a few days ago, Feng Yibo came back full of evil spirits.
Just one look reminded Xue Pan of the warm feeling in his crotch.
I have cut off contact with those people these days.
Others may not know about such subconscious behavior.
But Xue Biao, who lived and ate with him, knew everything.
Therefore, Xue Pan was a little carried away, so Xue Pan reminded him.
Fortunately, Feng Yibo didn't think much after hearing what the two said.
He smiled, cupped his hands, and returned to his seat.
Next, he just picked up the wine glass without saying anything.
He poured himself a glass of wine and drank three glasses in a row.
He just touched the wine stain on his mouth and said with a smile:
"It's a small matter, I said a few words too much, I really neglected you all, especially Brother Lian and Brother Bao. I punish myself with three cups of wine as an apology!"
Although they are all one's own, as the master they will never come back.
Letting them drink alone for most of an hour was really not the way to treat guests.
What this kind of thing requires is attitude.
Jia Lian also said casually, and naturally nodded with satisfaction when Feng Yibo accepted the punishment.
Baoyu, who had never drank much, said:
"Brother Feng, have you started composing poetry over there?"
He didn't care about Feng Yibo leaving and didn't feel he was neglecting it.
It's just that his heart has already flown to the backyard.
Baoyu has been restless since Feng Yibo left.
The wine stopped after only two glasses, and the table full of sumptuous food remained untouched.
Seeing Feng Yibo coming back at this time, he asked about the poetry club.
Obviously he wanted to go there and join in the fun.
"The third sister will marry in Donghai next year. The theme of their poem today is to bid farewell to the third sister in advance."
Although Feng Yibo knew what he was thinking, he didn't think he should take him there.
He only told him the topic and said with a smile:
"If Brother Bao is interested, you can write a song and I'll have someone send it to the backyard for you."
In the Grand View Garden, Baoyu can enter and leave the girls' residence at will.
But in Feng Mansion, he didn't dare to be rude.
Speaking of which, he hadn't been to the back house of Feng Mansion for a long time.
Especially during the six months since Feng Yibo went to sea, it was too late for Baochai to avoid tabooing him.
How to let him go into the back house and hang out with the girls?
Every time he sent a girl from the Jia family over, the most she would do was accompany Li Mengshi and
Aunt Xue talks.
If you want to go to Baochai Courtyard, it's absolutely impossible.
Now Feng Yibo is back and greeting guests in the front hall again.
Unless there is this male master leading the way, it is even more impossible to go to the back.
"oh!"
Baoyu nodded with disappointment on his face.
He hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile and said:
"Then I'll write one here."
Feng Yibo smiled and nodded, and then ordered someone to bring paper and pen.
Baoyu went aside to think hard and didn't mention it.
Here, Jia Lian and Xue Pan raised their glasses frequently, vowing to ask Feng Yibo to make up for the wine they owed.
While drinking, Jia Lian sighed.
He put down his wine glass, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
Feng Yibo's heart moved and he asked with a smile:
"Brother Lian, what's going on? You were talking happily just now, why did you sigh all of a sudden?"
Jia Lian hesitated again and again, but finally licked his lips and said with a wry smile:
"There are some things I shouldn't have said, because I know Yibo that you have always regarded me as one of your own."
Feng Yibo was really responsive to him.
Whether it's helping him "solve" two troublesome people or helping him solve money matters.
Jia Lian was extremely grateful.
But today, he was entrusted by someone and had to embarrass Feng Yibo.
Thinking of this, Jia Lian couldn't help but sigh:
"But you also know that the Jia family is of the founding lineage. I have refused the entrustment of my relatives once or twice, but I really can't refuse them all."
"oh?"
Feng Yibo smiled, already understanding what he was embarrassed about.
"Brother Lian, you don't have to be like this. We are all real relatives. There is nothing we can't say directly."
Seeing that they were going to talk about business, Xue Pan and Xue Biao hesitated whether to avoid them.
Jia Lian didn't hold back, gritted his teeth and said directly without waiting for them to take action:
"The Prince of Beijing County asked me to send a message to Yibo."
Feng Yibo had actually guessed it.
King Beijing had wanted to see him for a long time, and he must have come to Jia's house a long time ago.
The fact that Jia Lian didn't say anything until now shows that he has tried his best to refuse.
Seeing Feng Yibo still smiling but noncommittal.
Jia Lian was a little panicked and quickly explained:
"Yibo, don't get me wrong. I know the reason why you refused to accept guests behind closed doors a while ago, so I have been declining."
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He touched his wine glass lightly, drank it all in one gulp, and then said:
"Although this matter is not completely over now, it doesn't hurt to meet."
Having said this, he handed Jia Lian's wine glass over and said with a smile:
"Besides, if Brother Lian opens his mouth, he has to give you face no matter what."
In fact, whether or not to see the Prince of Beijing is a matter of choice.
Even if they meet, Feng Yibo is not prepared to talk about cooperation.
Maintaining the status quo is the best choice for him.
When meeting, there is no need to do a set of Tai Chi to stabilize the other person.
But when Jia Lian opened his mouth, Feng Yibo decided to meet him.
In addition to recognizing Jia Lian's character, I also feel a little guilty for him.
It's also because winter is about to begin.
According to the current climate, the port closure period will soon begin.
It doesn't matter if we can't agree.
It can at least be pushed back to next spring and then start again.
A meeting can also temporarily stabilize Jianguo's lineage and prevent them from jumping over the wall in a hurry.
"Ah! I know your friendship for me in my heart,"
Jia Lian, who was feeling ashamed, immediately raised his head when he heard this, with a look of disbelief on his face, and hesitantly said:
"Yibo you...I..."
As he spoke, he started to look around, then picked up the wine jar and shook it, gritted his teeth and said:
"I really don't know what to say, it's all in the wine!"
After saying that, he held the jar and started pouring it into his mouth.
Jia Lian knew very well that Feng Mansion thanked guests behind closed doors.
Otherwise, those old relatives would not beg to go to Jia's house.
Although he came with a mission this time, it was more because he couldn't shirk it and came to deliver the message only as a last resort.
I thought Feng Yibo would be embarrassed and didn't know how to refuse.
That's why Jia Lian felt ashamed to see others.
Unexpectedly, Feng Yibo still responded to his requests.
When others couldn't find the door, he asked Feng Yibo to open the door with just one word.
Xue Pan and Xue Tao were both stunned. They had never seen anyone drink like this.
Feng Yibo hurriedly stepped forward to grab the wine jar and said with a smile:
"We brothers don't need to engage in the same thing at the wine table. Next time if anything happens, Brother Lian will tell me directly.
If I can do my best, I will do my best. If I can't do it, I will tell you straight away. "
If you say this to others, it will definitely be regarded as a lie at the wine table.
But for Jia Lian, it was a real commitment.
Because Feng Yibo has done this more than once.
For a moment, Jia Lian was speechless.
I can only raise my glass frequently to express a little gratitude.
In the midst of the drunkenness and excitement here, Jia Lian completed the mission of this trip.
On the other side, Li Wan arranged the questions.
The girls all dispersed and went to various places in Feng Mansion's garden.
I am going to find inspiration through the desolation of the garden.
Xichun is usually good at painting, but not very good at writing poetry.
The Winter Collection Club was held many times, but she left few poems.
But today is different from the past.
After all, this title is dedicated to Tanchun who grew up together.
Xichun couldn't help but want to do her best to be a sister, so she took Ru Hua to the nunnery.
Every time she went to Feng's house, she would visit the nunnery.
I wonder if it was because she had played best with Zhili since she was a child, but Xichun felt that she was destined to have a relationship with Buddha.
It seems that short-term tranquility can only be found in the nunnery.
But as soon as she arrived at the nunnery this time, she found that someone had entered the courtyard with her and her feet.
"It turns out to be the fourth girl. Could it be that she came to pray for the third girl?"
The person who came in was Miaoyu. When she saw Xichun, she smiled slightly and stepped forward to say hello.
The Feng family's nunnery was built for Aunt Lin, and it is very close to her small courtyard and Daiyu's main courtyard.
Now
Although it is cleaned every day, it is still empty.
Only Miaoyu came to visit from time to time and offered incense sticks to the Buddha.
Xichun knew that she was originally a Buddhist practitioner, so he was not too surprised to meet her in the nunnery.
After hearing Miaoyu's greeting, she thought about it and said honestly:
"I used to have a friend named Zhi'er who worked as a bhikshuni in Mantou Temple."
After Zhi'er went down the mountain privately, he lost track of him.
From then on, Xichun didn't even have a confidant.
Later, Yingchun, who was on the edge in Rong Mansion like her, also came to Feng Mansion.
With no one to talk to, Xichun became even more withdrawn.
Miaoyu heard this and said doubtfully:
"It turns out I'm remembering my old friend, so why don't you go see her?"
Mantou Temple is also in the north of the city, not far from Feng Mansion.
Miaoyu had gone there with Aunt Lin before.
"She escaped two years ago and was never heard from again."
Xichun replied expressionlessly, then changed the topic and said:
"I heard that my sister has been in the temple since she was a child. How come she got married?"
Hearing that she didn't want to talk more about Zhi'er, Miaoyu naturally stopped asking any more questions.
Hearing her mention her past, he replied nonchalantly:
"When I was a child, I became a substitute for my sister and practiced in my family temple. Later, I became a concubine for her and came to the Feng family."
Regarding these things, Miaoyu once complained about the unfairness of fate.
But with the contact with Daiyu and Feng Yibo.
She has long forgotten these past events.
You can say it casually at this time, which shows that you have already let go.
After a pause, he added with a smile:
"Marriage matters are naturally dictated by the parents."
For her, who has lacked care since she was a child, "parents' orders" are actually a luxury.
So her tone was not one of helplessness, but a hint of happiness.
Unfortunately, her happiness did not reach Xichun.
Xichun heard the words and expressed his understanding.
"My sister said "sort of" because she must have thought that Brother Feng could be relied upon. Otherwise, he would have been tonsured in the temple and not necessarily married. "
Miaoyu was slightly surprised by her thoughts. After thinking about it, she said:
"Panxiang Temple is a family temple, and the host is my aunt."
What she actually meant was that Panxiang Temple was her home and the host was her relative.
She had nothing to think about, so she didn't need to be tonsured.
When Xichun heard the words, he had his own understanding.
"I see!"
She showed a stunned expression and sighed:
"I haven't left home yet, so I'm not a foreigner."
Many times, people will take things upon themselves.
It looks like you are talking to others, but in fact you are talking to yourself.
Xichun was talking about herself.
"The practice of ordination cannot be utilitarian, otherwise the Buddha will not accept it."
Miaoyu didn't think much and just replied according to the normal Buddhist saying.
Hearing this, Xichun lowered his head and was silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head and asked:
"What's the difference between living in the mortal world and becoming a monk?"
She obviously didn't want to become a monk, but just wanted to escape from the world.
He coldly saw too much of the Jia family, especially the dirty things in the Ning family.
Xichun lamented her own situation and asked this question.
"One has given up, one is forced to do nothing, one is watching with cold eyes, and one is utilitarian."
Such questions naturally cannot trouble Miaoyu, who is profound in Buddhist teachings.
"What if I give up but am forced, cold-eyed and utilitarian?"
Xichun spoke more clearly this time, and Miaoyu was somewhat surprised.
The young girl in front of me actually wants to become a monk?
Miaoyu couldn't help but think of her own experience and advised:
"Before the fate comes, the Buddha cannot be protected; if the fate comes, it is difficult for external things to disturb you."
