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

Chapter 16 Bad Brother

Jia Baoyu ate his meal in a hurry, then urged Li Wan, Sanchun and Lin Daiyu to eat quickly.

For a while, several people had eaten and rushed to Tanchun's yard together.

Tanchun held a banquet in the east wing. Through the window, he could just see the plum blossoms in the yard.

It's a pity that the plum blossoms were just buds yesterday, but today they are still in bud and have not fully bloomed.

Tanchun had already ordered people to set up a stove and roast chestnuts on the stove, which was convenient for everyone to pick up and eat while warming themselves.

At this time, Xue Baochai has not arrived yet.

Jia Baoyu called for help twice more and urged Xue Baochai over.

Seeing that everyone was here, Jia Baoyu couldn't wait to say: "Now that everyone is here, let's write a poem quickly. Let's discuss first, what topic will we write today?"

Before anyone else could speak, Shi Xiangyun took out a piece of paper and put it on the table and said, "Don't discuss the topic yet. First, let me ask you to read a poem."

All the girls looked at the table in confusion.

After a while, the scene couldn't help but burst into cheers.

This poem is really well written.

Especially Tanchun and Baochai, they feel that this poem really touches their hearts, and they always feel that this poem was written for them.

A sensitive Tanchun, and a good-tempered Xue Hengwu who sent me to Qingyun with the help of good winds. How could they not have great ambitions in their hearts?It's a pity that there is nowhere to display it.

Even Yingchun's eyes were filled with brilliance.

Li Wan's eyes showed a bit of darkness.

Xichun only thought that this poem was excellent, but had no other feelings.

And Jia Baoyu really liked this poem.

He has a daughter-like character.

He couldn't help but ask: "Sister Yun, who wrote this poem?"

Shi Xiangyun smiled and said: "What if I said it came from our house!"

What?In our house?

This sentence shocked all the girls, including Baoyu.

They originally thought that this poem might be a new work by some unknown scholar outside, and that Shi Xiangyun had obtained it and specially showed it to them for appreciation.

I never thought that this poem actually came from the Jia family?

Jia Baoyu couldn't help but ask: "Did Sister Lin do it?"

Lin Daiyu shook her head and said, "It's not me."

Tanchun asked: "Could it be written by the master?"

Shi Xiangyun said with a smile: "No."

Yingchun asked: "Sister Yun, did you write it?"

Shi Xiangyun laughed and said, "It's not me either. You'd never guess it again."

Jia Baoyu couldn't help but took Shi Xiangyun's arm and shook it: "Good sister, tell me who wrote it quickly, and stop telling the truth."

Shi Xiangyun said: "This poem was written by Brother Huan."

"What? Brother Huan? How is it possible? How could someone other than someone who is extremely passionate about flowers write such words that will be passed down from generation to generation?"

Hearing what Jia Baoyu said, Shi Xiangyun said quietly: "Brother Huan is not writing about flowers, he is clearly writing about people."

After hearing this, all the girls couldn't help but fell silent.

The identity of Jia Huan's concubine is so similar to them!Of course, although Lin Daiyu and Xue Baochai are both legitimate daughters, they each have their own troubles.

Jia Baoyu couldn't help but sigh: "We all call ourselves poets and have started several poetry clubs. I never expected that there is a real poet hidden in the house."

"What so-called poems we have written, how dare we call them poems when placed in front of this poem? They are just like mud at the bottom of the river." "This time, we must invite Brother Huan. If Brother Huan is missing, "Son, our poetry club can make people laugh out loud."

After Jia Baoyu finished speaking, the girls couldn't help but exchange glances with each other, and they all saw extremely complex emotions in each other's eyes.

I have to say that this Second Master Bao really has a pure heart.

There is obviously some innuendo in the poem "Brother Huan".

But Jia Baoyu, as the legitimate son and elder brother, was unaware of anything.

On the contrary, he was the first to sincerely invite Brother Huan.

I have to say that Jia Baoyu's mind is so pure.

Through this poem, Jia Baoyu recognized Jia Huan and made him feel that Brother Huan also had a daughter-like character and was worthy of reciting poems and composing poems with them.

Jia Baoyu is really not bad, he is just trash.

After hearing what Jia Baoyu said, Tanchun said happily: "Since the second brother said so, I will send someone to invite him here."

Jia Baoyu said quickly: "Third sister, that's not right. You can't invite Brother Huan if you act like this. We can't invite him unless we go together. Let's go together and invite the poet in our house." "

Indeed, the old lady is tired of Brother Huan now.

If Tanchun just sent a maid, Brother Huan would never come.

Even if they go alone, Brother Huan may not come.

Only if they went together, Brother Huan would have no way to escape.

Who said Baoyu was stupid?

He is not stupid at all, he is very smart.

He's just confused about business.

When Jia Baoyu suggested it, all the girls would be welcome.

They came to Jia Huan's study together.

Jia Huan, who was endorsing the book, was startled when he saw this group of people coming to his study together.

He quickly stood up and said: "Second Brother Bao, Sister Lin, Sister Bao, Second Sister, Third Sister, Sister Yun, Fourth Sister, why are you here?"

"Xiao Jixiang, go and bring some chairs over and make a pot of tea."

Jia Baoyu waved his hand and said, "No need to worry about it. We are here to invite the poet of Jia Mansion to join the Plum Blossom Poetry Club, and we also want the poet to appreciate me."

Jia Huan smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Bao is here to entertain me? How can I write any poems?"

Hearing this, Shi Xiangyun said with a smile: "The body is dark and light yellow, and the nature is soft. The traces of love are far away, but the fragrance remains!"

Tanchun continued: "Why does it need light blue and deep red? It is naturally the best among flowers!"

Xue Baochai: "The plum blossoms are jealous, the chrysanthemums should be ashamed. The opening of the painting is crowned with Mid-Autumn Festival."

Xichun chuckled and said, "Young people are so ruthless. Why didn't you see the end?"

It turns out that the partridge sky and sweet-scented osmanthus that I copied were exposed.

Jia Huan really doesn't want to join any poetry club. His level is at best writing slobbery poems and limericks.

Ask him to write poetry seriously, but he doesn't have the ability for the time being.

But this group of sisters came together to invite him, and he had no choice but to go.

Jia Huan couldn't help but look at Lin Daiyu. He didn't understand how Sister Lin leaked the secret. Didn't she say she would hide it?
Before Lin Daiyu could speak, Shi Xiangyun said first: "Bad brother, don't blame Sister Lin! It's none of Sister Lin's business. I heard the parrot in Sister Lin's room chanting a few words unintentionally, so Sister Lin had to say of."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "What's this worth? How can I blame Sister Lin?"

"Sister Yun, if you call me Brother Bao, you are a loving brother, and if you call me, you are a bad brother. What on earth is wrong with me?"

Shi Xiangyun has a big tongue and can't tell the difference between love and evil. Now he can't tell the difference between serial and evil.

(End of this chapter)