Spoilers for The Red Mansion, Daiyu’s mentality is broken

Chapter 11 The Number One Talented Woman?

This poem is clearly a reflection of Brother Huan himself.

The first two sentences are dim and light yellow, the body is soft, and the traces of love are far away, only the fragrance remains. They are saying that even if I am a bastard, so what?I don't need to fight for anything, just reading silently is enough.

The next two sentences, "No need for light blue and deep red, I am the best among flowers", which means that even if I don't have the resources of my legitimate son, with my own talents, I am naturally the best in style.

The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed, and the painted lantern is crowned with Mid-Autumn Festival.It means that after I soar into the sky and become a blockbuster, what will happen to my legitimate son?They only deserve to be jealous of my achievements, and I feel proud to be the best among them all.

In the last two sentences, poets can be ruthless. Why can't things come to an end now?On the surface, you are complaining about the poet Qu Yuan. When you wrote the poem "Li Sao", you listed the names of many precious plants. Why did you forget the osmanthus alone?
But in fact, he clearly had some complaints against the old lady.

You don’t only have Baoyu’s grandson. You also have a grandson who is a commoner. He is obviously very hard-working and outstanding. Why can’t you see him?
After he became famous, did you ever regret neglecting him when he was growing up?

Lin Daiyu suddenly thought about it again.

Brother Huan gave this poem to himself, perhaps to comfort himself.

Now I just need to read silently and don't care about anything else.So, you don’t have to feel so guilty!Because: the body is dull and light yellow, the nature is soft, the traces of love are far away, only the fragrance remains!
I will wait until the Mid-Autumn Festival when the painting is blooming, and let them be jealous in all kinds of ways.

This poem is naturally a first-rate poem and will surely be remembered throughout the ages. Lin Daiyu naturally likes it very much.

However, there is a lot of resentment in this poem, which should not be shown easily at this time.

Wait until Brother Huan becomes a blockbuster in the future and bring it out, it will definitely create a good story.

It has to be said that Lin Daiyu really has a lot on her mind.

Fortunately, she didn't know the Internet slang of later generations. Otherwise, she would have added another sentence: Now you are ignoring me, I will make it impossible for you to reach high in the future.

After a while, the ink was dry, and Jia Huan handed the lyrics to Lin Daiyu.

In just one or two days, Jia Huan's handwriting has improved a lot.

Lin Daiyu looked at the word Li Yian written by the lyricist, and couldn't help asking slyly: "Brother Huan, I wonder who Li Yian is? Why haven't I heard of this person?"

At this time, Lin Daiyu became more and more certain that this poem was written by Jia Huan, not Li Yi'an who made it up.

Because this poem is so well written, it is definitely a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation.

If this poem existed in the previous dynasty, it was absolutely impossible for her not to have read it.

Jia Huan thought Lin Daiyu was joking with him.

Are you kidding me? Does the talented Lin Da Lin know the name of Li Qingzhao, the most talented woman in ancient times?

He chuckled and said, "Li Yian, she is the most talented woman in history, Li Qingzhao, also known as lay scholar Yian."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother Huan, do you have a serious brain disease? Haha!"

She has a serious brain disease. This was what Jia Huan said about Baoyu when she first met Jia Huan.

When she said it herself, she suddenly felt happy.

Just listen to Lin Daiyu continue to say: "In order to deceive me, you also went to great lengths to make up a woman who is the most talented woman in history, haha!" After hearing this, Jia Huan's face became strange. He felt, Something seems wrong again.

Lin Daiyu didn't look like she was joking. Did she really not know about Li Qingzhao?
But, how is this possible?How could Lin Xiaoxiang, the first winner of the chrysanthemum poem, not know about Li Qingzhao?

Jia Huan asked cautiously: "You don't know the most talented woman in ancient times, Li Qingzhao, the one from the Song Dynasty?"

Lin Daiyu snorted coldly and said dissatisfied: "Brother Huan, what do you mean by this? Are you also afraid that I will leak this poem like a big-faced baby? Don't worry, I won't give it to others. watch."

Jia Huan sighed and said: "Well, originally I was planning to get along with you as an ordinary person. But I didn't expect that you would see through it. Okay, let's stop pretending and show off. This poem is me Written specifically for Sister Lin."

Although Lin Daiyu couldn't fully understand what Jia Huan was saying, she still felt happy. She couldn't help laughing and said: "I already knew it was you who wrote it, but you are doing these cross talk, wouldn't it be over if you admitted it earlier? There are so many!”

Jia Huan asked: "Sister Lin, I wonder if you have any collection of poems and articles from all dynasties? It would be better if it is a comprehensive one."

Lin Daiyu nodded and said: "Of course there is. If you want to see it, I will go back and have someone bring it to you."

Lin Daiyu loved reading very much. When she came to Jia's house, she brought most books with her.

Now that Jia Huan borrowed books, she readily agreed.

Lin Daiyu added: "Brother Huan, my grandmother is still angry now. I'm afraid I won't have to come to your place many times in the future."

"But don't worry, I will come see you when I have time. Just because of the poem you wrote for me, I don't dare to forget you."

Of course, although Lin Daiyu felt that if this poem was meant for herself, she could barely do it.

But it is more appropriate to write about myself with Brother Huan.

Hearing Lin Daiyu's words, Jia Huan said: "Sister Lin, I understand this. If Sister Lin has any instructions, you don't need anyone to come in person, you just need a letter to be delivered."

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu's eyes lit up and she said, "This is a way."

After Lin Daiyu said goodbye, it was lunch time.

After Xiao Jixiang brought the food, his face darkened.

It turned out that not only were two dishes missing, but even half of the rice was missing.

Xiao Jixiang said angrily: "It's really too much of a lie. How could they do this? It's okay if the food is less. Brother Huan can't even get enough of these meals!"

How could Aunt Zhao hear this? She rushed straight to Tianling Gai in anger.

"These evil-hearted sluts don't even pay attention to serious men now. If I don't make a scene today and lift their lids, they will be more and more on their noses in the future." Face."

After saying that, Aunt Zhao was about to go to the kitchen to make a fuss.

Jia Huan quickly grabbed Aunt Zhao and persuaded: "Mom, they did it because they thought the old lady disliked me, so why did you bother to get into trouble? It only lasted a few days, and then It’s over too.”

Aunt Zhao said angrily: "Bah! You are so filthy and have no rigidity, you have no choice but to be angry with these sluts! On weekdays, if I say something to you, or if I accidentally give you something by mistake, you will turn your head and violently Stare and throw your mother. If you don't show your strength to those sluts right now, they are going to slap your nose and face. Do you still want others to be afraid of you tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)