Red Chamber: Bring Xue Baochai home at the beginning

As soon as he came back from the East China Sea, the Feng residence received many posts.

Whether it is the nobles of the founding line, or the new nobles and the new party.

Hearing the news for a while, he wanted to have a good talk with Feng Yibo.

But, he had just come back then.

In the situation where the situation between North Korea and China is not clear, I don't want to make extra troubles.

Naturally, he would not easily meet any faction.

After the secret talk with Li Shouzhong, Feng Yibo wanted to calm down again.

I'm going to do my best to prepare for today's court meeting.

Therefore, all the invitations for these two days were rejected.

But I didn't expect that the court meeting was over.

Neither the founding party nor the upstart party can sit still.

Unexpectedly, they all chose to stop cars in the street with a tacit understanding!

As for the identities of these two princes, it goes without saying.

One is Prince Beijing, who represents the founding line of the country, and the other must be Prince Zhongshun, who represents the upstart party.

"Everything comes first, first come first. Isn't this friend a bit domineering?"

The person who stopped the car before saw someone with the same purpose as him.

He expressed his dissatisfaction immediately.

"Huh? Where did you say that?"

Later, when the man heard the words, he smiled.

First he asked a question pretending to be surprised, and then said mockingly:
"I've been in the capital for so many years. I only heard people say that there are nobles everywhere in the capital. What matters is the superiority and inferiority. When did you start talking about first come first?"

Feng Yibo sat upright in the car, and did not act rashly.

From the gap in the car curtain, the faces of the two could not be seen clearly.

But just listening to the conversation between these two people, I also guessed their respective affiliations.

After all, a prince, a county king.

It is obvious whose status is more valuable.

Later, that person chose to use his identity to suppress others, apparently from Prince Zhongshun's residence.

He didn't count a word of ridicule, and asked jokingly at this time:

"Did your lord teach this way?"

These words were a bit too ironic, and the man angrily reprimanded after hearing the words:

"Bold slave! You..."

The ancestor of the king of Beijing County was the one who conquered the capital first.

For the people on Prince Zhongshun's side, these words are simply a slap in the face.

"All right!"

Seeing that the two were about to clash, Feng Yibo hurriedly called for a stop.

But after he called to stop, he didn't choose to get out of the car.

He didn't even lift the curtain, just said:

"It stands to reason that even if the two lords were not invited, I should have gone over to say hello to each other. It's just that I'm not feeling well today, and I'm afraid that my sickness will offend Wang Jia, so I have to come to make amends in person at another day."

In this case, it is obviously a polite refusal.

But the person who came first seemed to be angry, and he said:
"General Feng knows my family..."

Before he could finish speaking, that person, that is, from Prince Zhongshun's family, interrupted him:
"Since General Feng is not feeling well, he should take a good rest. After all, nothing is more important than his body. I'll go back and report to our prince. I'm sure the old man will understand."

As soon as these words came out, the person who came earlier couldn't say anything to persecute him, so he could only follow along:
"Our county king must also mean the same thing. General Feng will take a good rest. When he gets better, he will send a post to save our county king from worrying."

Unexpectedly, Prince Zhongshun, who usually seemed domineering, was trained as a subordinate.

It's better than looking at the gentle and elegant King of Beijing, the subordinate who was trained.

Will be a lot of people.

Hearing this, Feng Yibo couldn't help but feel a little funny, and continued:

"Then thank you two. When I feel better, I will definitely come to the door to apologize to the two kings."

Then he ordered Dabo to drive the car, and the two went back without mentioning it.

As soon as he returned to the mansion, Feng Yibo went straight to the study.

He wants to list the gains and losses of today's court meeting, so that the new party will not continue to be entangled in the future.

After all, the current situation is only temporarily stabilized.

The matter of negotiating the terms of peace has not yet been completely over.

Maybe at some point, this matter will be brought up again.

At that time, it is inevitable that they will have to confront each other again in court.

Therefore, Feng Yibo must be prepared for a protracted battle.

In this case, replay is very important.

As for Prince Beijing and Prince Zhongshun, he was not in a hurry to meet.

It's them who should be in a hurry now.

The founding party must be coveting the huge benefits in the terms of the peace talks, and they are eager to get involved.

If you enter the arena late, you may not even have a drink of soup.

But the problem is, Feng Yibo didn't want them to participate at all.

Naturally, he was not in a hurry to meet King Beijing.

It's best not to see each other, even if you want to see each other, you can delay it for a while.

As for the upstarts, they have already received enough benefits.

Thinking about looking for him in a hurry, I want to discuss how to maintain and deal with the future.

But now the situation has stabilized for the time being.

Feng Yibo didn't want to have too many contacts with them.

In fact, the two sides are already regarded as an alliance of interests, as long as the current tacit understanding is maintained.

At critical moments, let's help each other out.

Usually there is no need to go too close.

Because he was promoted again, he was still a hereditary title.

Originally, such a great event should be celebrated by the whole family.

But today it was getting late, and there was no preparation in advance.

Feng Yibo didn't disturb anyone, and the other elders in the courtyard.

He only brought his wives and concubines together.

It was a little celebration.

As his title changed, Baochai naturally followed suit.

Husband and wife are one, not talking about it.

Feng Yibo is now the hereditary second-class general of Zhenhai, and Baochai is the second-rank wife.

The identities of the two masters of the Feng Mansion have all improved.

Everyone in the whole house followed suit.

For a moment, all the concubines looked enviously.

They all went up to toast the uncle and his wife.

"Congratulations, sir!"

"Congratulations madam!"

"Congratulations to our Feng family, the family status is high again!"

Feng Yibo smiled and clinked glasses with them one by one, and took advantage of the opportunity to make a move towards Baochai.

The couple looked at each other with a smile, and then each drank.

The two of them have a very tacit understanding now, and there is no need to say some things directly.

There is a tacit understanding, and everything is silent.

Afterwards, Feng Yibo, who had had a few drinks, followed Xiangling back to the house.

When the maids retreated, there were only two people left in the room.

Feng Yibo, who was drunk, could see that Xiangling was a bit cramped.

At that moment, he smirked and asked:

"Yinglian, I've been away for half a year, do you still work hard?"

Xiangling hasn't been to bed for half a year, and her palms are sweaty.

At this time, although I was a little surprised when I heard the words, I immediately nodded honestly, and then said:

"Naturally."

Feng Yibo nodded, while taking off his coat, he said:
"Then I'll test you to see if you're lazy."

As he spoke, he threw his coat away.

He came over to undress Xiangling again, and said:
"How about this! You recite "Enlightenment of the Rhythm" once, and I will know if you are lazy."

"Enlightenment of Rhythm" is the premise and basis for mastering rhyme and rhythm and composing poems.

Naturally, Xiangling has already memorized it fluently.

At this time, she still hadn't reacted, but she obediently began to recite after hearing the words:
"Clouds against rain, snow against wind, evening photos against... Grandpa?"

It seems that she really slack off.

I just recited a sentence, and I recited it wrong.

How can "evening photo" be against "uncle"?

It turned out that it wasn't right or wrong, but that Xiangling felt something was wrong.

Because Feng Yibo took off her coat and didn't stop.

"Yinglian! It seems that you haven't discussed poetry in the past six months. You are really unfamiliar. Why are you stuck in just one sentence?"

Seeing her looking at him with a cute face, Feng Yibo suppressed his smile,

He took out the attitude of a strict teacher again, and said seriously:

"You have to remember not to be disturbed during the school exams. As the saying goes: 'Get quiet in the busy city, find elegance in the hustle and bustle', this is the basis of poetry."

Xiangling had already realized her mistake, and her face was flushed with shame.

But she is soft-tempered after all, so she nodded obediently.

Seeing this, Feng Yibo coughed lightly again, and asked:

"Cough! Then what are you still looking at me for? Keep memorizing!"

Xiangling glanced at him aggrievedly, then nodded honestly.

Although a little shy, he recited obediently.

"Clouds against rain, snow against wind, evening sunshine against clear sky, birds come and go, birds to songbirds..."

As she recited, more details were soon revealed.

After all, it is Xiangling who is addicted to poetry, and the recitation is eloquent and beautiful.

Feng Yibo naturally nodded in satisfaction, and then decided to reward her.

This time, Xiangling was no longer disturbed by him.

Even when he was hugged horizontally, he only paused for a moment.

She still had what Feng Yibo said just now in her mind, so she continued to recite obediently.

"...the temples are green against the eyebrows, the teeth are white against the lips...well... the sky is vast, the sun is melting..."

Speaking of "white teeth meet red lips", Feng Yibo demonstrated it personally,

But fortunately, he only had a taste of it, and it was instant when he touched it.

Xiangling was able to continue reciting.

On the whole, the recitation went smoothly.

But the content that followed seemed less proficient.

Because, she started to stutter.

Not only that, she also added a lot of modal particles without authorization in many places!
"...A woman with slender eyebrows...Eh?...There is a crescent moon under her forehead...Mmm...Masculinity...Beautiful chest...Thick chest...Changhong..."

Feng Yibo was obviously dissatisfied with Xiangling's stumbling in reciting.

He decided to take it back after rewarding him just now, and punish him severely again.

But as he withdrew rewards and imposed punishments, Xiangling's recitation became more and more difficult.

After a long while, Xiangling's tense mood was relieved a little.

Then she let out a low cry, but still said intermittently:
"Huh... Hujiu... Mei, Rabbit is so greedy... Wow~!"

Accompanied by a breath of foul breath, it seemed that she was still struggling to recite.

But even so, Feng Yibo didn't need to remind him again.

She only slowed down for a while, and then she forced herself to continue reciting.

"...Zheng is the Duke of Wu, and he wears black clothes...Hoo~!...And virtue, Zhou Yin Confucius, made it!...Xiang Bo used hurt and slander!"

at last!

Xiangling endured the discomfort of being punished, and recited the full text.

At this time, she was so tired that her eyes were a little slack.

But still biting his lower lip, he said as if asking for credit:

"Grand...uncle! I'm done reciting."

For some reason, Xiangling seemed a little scared.

At the end of the recitation, her voice kept trembling.

But it occurred to me that what she recited was "Enlightenment of the Rhythm" by Zhu Ming of the Yuan Dynasty.

There are twelve volumes, and the text alone has more than 8000 words.

The difficulty seems to be understandable.

However, in the case of normal recitation proficiency.

It only takes two or three quarters of an hour to recite the whole article.

But she kept reciting it intermittently for nearly half an hour.

This made Feng Yibo extremely dissatisfied.

His dissatisfaction was so strong that it was about to overflow!
Feng Yibo was very angry, he took a breath before speaking.

I adjusted my breathing.

Then, as if mocking, he asked:

"Phew! Is it so fast?"

"Huh~! That's right... I've finished memorizing it."

Xiangling recited it for a long time, and was already exhausted.

Opening his mouth at this moment, he couldn't help panting.

She may also know that what she just recited is not proficient.

So it seemed a little embarrassing.

While answering Feng Yibo's words, a little red light appeared on his face.

But even so, she still insisted on nodding.

And it was rare to ask harshly:
"Master, are you still here?"

Feng Yibo became even angrier when he heard this.

He panted a few times in succession before he recovered a lot.

But even so, he only hesitated for a moment, then said softly:
"Then let's review "Poems of a Thousand Families" again!"

With the confirmation of the new topic, Xiangling continued to recite.

"...Chunmian...Meng Haoran, Chunmian doesn't...jue dawn, I hear birds singing everywhere! Night comes...the sound of wind and rain...how many flowers...fall!"

This time, she didn't even know how to start?
Such a simple poem actually made her recite it to pieces!
The dissatisfaction in Feng Yibo's heart has accumulated again, and it will explode at any time!
It seems that such an examination school needs to come a few more times!
Taking advantage of her absence, Xiangling really slacked off.

Otherwise, how could there be such a strange sentence in such a basic "Poetry of a Thousand Families"?
So, after the examination of more than 1000 poems in "Poems of a Thousand Families", his dissatisfaction broke out again!
"Yinglian!"

"uncle……"

After shouting, Feng Yibo looked down at Xiangling's blurred eyes.

I also feel that I may be too strict.

Xiangling's body was too weak, at the moment when the school examination was stopped.

I was so tired that I couldn't even move a finger.

Even the voice that responded to him was a little hoarse.

Seeing this, Feng Yibo couldn't help hugging her guiltily.

He kissed her forehead tenderly.

At this time, it happened that the drum sounded at the third watch.

Seeing that it was already too late, Feng Yibo couldn't continue with the school exams.

Moreover, his goal of taking the school exam has also been achieved.

Xiangling wandered in the ocean of poetry as she wished, even when she fell asleep, she was immersed in poetry.

As for Feng Yibo, he also relaxed after a day of tension.

In the end, the two were in this academic atmosphere.

Sleep hugging each other.

The next day, Feng Yibo ate at Xiangling's side.

Then he asked people to prepare gifts, and called Baochai and Miaoyu.

Let's go to Lin Mansion to visit together.

Although he has been away for half a year, he is still familiar with the road when he arrives in the Lin Mansion.

Baochai and Miaoyu first went to the backyard to visit Aunt Lin.

Feng Yibo was taken to the study by the servant.

"Uncle, I haven't seen you in half a year, how is everything?"

Lin Ruhai raised his head upon hearing the sound, then got up with a smile, and said:

"Everything is fine!"

But when the two sat down after seeing the ceremony, Lin Ruhai said again:
"Yibo, congratulations on making new achievements this time, and you have also won the 'hereditary' title. It is really gratifying."

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