Uncle Hong Lou Rong

Chapter 63

It wasn't just Wang Xifeng whose complexion changed suddenly, Qin Keqing, Lin Daiyu, Li Wan and others all changed.It's just that the astonishment here is not suppressed by Jia Ronghui's lyrics, but by the content of the poems.

Qin Keqing was shocked by the fact that "there is only a shadow now, but it is worthy of being right, the bright moon in the old days".

As Brother Rong's daughter-in-law, she had mixed feelings when she heard her uncle say such a sentence.

Wang Xifeng was shocked by the fact that "in the flower path, playing hide-and-seek, once provoked Xiao Xiaojing and Wuye".

Isn't this sentence a reflection of her and Brother Rong's childhood?My heart was soft at first, then sour.Seeing Qin Keqing beside him with a sad face, he took Keqing's hand and comforted him against his will: "He must have copied the dirty poems from some book and used other people's poems to fool us."

Brother Rong didn't realize that the word was wrong until he finished reading and saw everyone's reaction.

It's not right to be too fast.

I only thought about the poems related to the Mid-Autumn Festival, but didn't delve into the meaning.

This time it was embarrassing.This word is heard in everyone's ears, and may have different understandings.However, it is too easy for people to misunderstand when the words "only a shadow is now", "play hide and seek", and "don't close the parting" are combined together.

"Second aunt has a lot of knowledge, I copied this word from a book." Brother Rong admitted with a cheeky face, and vaguely saw the sad face of his daughter-in-law behind the curtain. "Just now my mind was in a mess, and it took me a long time to think of a Mid-Autumn Festival poem written by someone else. It's a bit out of place, so let's just assume that I have done it."

However, Li Wan shook his head slightly, and said: "If there was such a word a long time ago, it must be known all over the world."

Lin Daiyu also nodded, but didn't make a sound.

Baoyu asked, "Which master made this?"

You can't recognize me even if I said my name.Brother Rong had a flash of inspiration, and explained with an embarrassed smile: "The author of the lyric is called Nalan Rongruo, and I forgot where I read it. Maybe I wrote it down by accident when I was away from hate."

Lihen's innocence is a very good excuse, anyway, there is no one to prove it.Regardless of whether there is such a person as Nalan Rongruo in this world, he has already admitted that he copied it.It makes no difference whether it is copied from the sky or from a book.

Baoyu heard this, and chased after him reluctantly: "I said earlier that I can't copy other people's songs. Brother Rong has to make a new one."

Sister Feng gave Brother Rong a secret look, and said to Baoyu, "Brother Rong finally came up with one song. Isn't it difficult for him to come up with another one? He has to go to the Xuanli to take care of the gentlemen." , how can I play with you all the time."

Brother Rong and Sister Feng thanked each other, and bid farewell to the people in the inner room through the curtain, and they breathed a sigh of relief when they went downstairs.

The technical work of copying poems is really not suitable for me.When I was in a hurry, I couldn't think of anything.Thinking about it, it was also a bull's head and a horse's mouth.Jia Rong sighed softly, and was about to enter the nearby hall when she heard the sound of going downstairs from behind.

"Auntie came down anyway."

It was Wang Xifeng who went downstairs, and Ping'er beside her gently supported her.Sister Feng said: "Your wife drank too much wine today, and I'm a little tired. Go back early and rest."

Jia Rong was stunned, why are these words so familiar?It seems to have heard someone say it when.And look at Miss Ping supporting Sister Feng, isn't this exactly the scene on Sister Feng's birthday last year?
Brother Rong said: "I didn't let the woman who carried the sedan chair in the mansion drink alcohol today, so I will arrange a soft sedan chair for my aunt."

Wang Xifeng shook her head lightly, "Just let Ping'er go there, and you have to worry about such trivial matters."

Ping'er helped Wang Xifeng to sit down in the lobby of Tianxiang Tower, and then hurried out to call his mother-in-law to prepare a sedan chair.

But Sister Feng said: "Rong'er help me out first, there is a panic inside."

He also helped Wang Xifeng last year, but Brother Rong didn't do it. He wanted to reach out to help her up, and walked slowly towards the door.

But Jia Lian, who was naughty in the nearby hall, just came out. Seeing this scene, his face darkened instantly.He usually avoids getting close to others, but these two people are showing off in the building.Immediately angry, he walked over with a dark face.

Jia Lian had no confidence in front of Sister Feng. She wanted to question her, but she didn't dare.He smiled back and asked, "What's wrong?"

Brother Rong met Jia Lian, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with this move, so he turned back. "Second Uncle Lian had a great time, and Second Aunt drank too much, so she will go back in a hurry."

Jia Lian saw that there was no difference in the faces of the two, but it was not easy to get angry, so he said: "I lost a few taels of silver, Brother Rong will go in and replace me first, and I will send your second aunt back to the hospital first."

After that, Jia Lian hurried up to replace Jia Rong, and asked casually, "Where did Ping'er go?"

Jia Rong replied: "Miss Ping has gone to call the sedan chair."

Jia Lian's complexion improved now, and he believed that it was Wang Xifeng who wanted to go back to the courtyard.Hurriedly urged Jia Rong away, and then sent Sister Feng to the door, and saw Ping'er coming with a few women carrying sedan chairs.

Miss Ping'er asked: "Second master coming back now? Ping'er will call another sedan chair."

Jia Lian didn't want to go back, but whenever he saw Brother Rong with his wife, he was not very happy.Second Master Lian said: "You send her back first, I'll stay in Dongfu and play later."

Sister Feng in the soft sedan sighed leisurely, thinking about the three sentences in Brother Rong's lyrics.

"In the flower path, playing hide-and-seek, once provoked Xiao Xiaojing Wuye"

The soft sedan left Ningguo Mansion, and then changed the carriage to Rongguo Mansion.Along the way, the past events in my mind became more and more clear.When they arrived in the courtyard, Sister Feng lay down on the collapsed bed, tossing and turning again.

"Nalan Rongruo? Rongruo? Rong'er?" Sister Feng thought to herself, and snorted to herself, "He must have made up nonsense, and somehow gave himself the name Jurchen."

Thinking of their identities again, Sister Feng let out a long sigh.

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"What you can tell is the truth. Where did your uncle come from as a childhood sweetheart? He has played with Brother Qiang and the others since he was a child." Brother Rong and his wife said. "I just happened to think of this word, so I blurted it out."

Qin Keqing didn't believe it, so there was nothing she could do, she just cried and said, "I'm not jealous, I just hate myself for not getting to know the uncle earlier."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Uncle Rong thought to himself, if you had known Jia Rong earlier, what would happen if you came here again?

Uncle Rong worked his hands and feet to appease him, and then took out his carefully carved gift from under the pillow.

"This is?"

"I carved it by myself, but it took several days." Uncle Rong said, "Look at the scars on my hands to make this gift for you."

Qin Keqing took a closer look at the wood carving, and saw the wound on the uncle's hand.Feeling that I was thinking too much earlier, I was moved: "I shouldn't think about uncle that much."

Grandma Rong knew she was wrong and winked.

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The Ningguo mansion finally lived in peace for a few days, and the Zhongshun Prince's mansion never came to look for him, and Uncle Rong also lived a cool life for a few days.

For half a month, the output of Zhuangshang cement kiln has been increasing.Zong Cheng and others also recruited a few craftsmen who had been expelled from the Ministry of Industry, and many workers on the kiln were also hired.

On the ninth day of September...

(End of this chapter)