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

Chapter 19 Mo Chou Has No Confidant

All the girls raised their glasses and said, "Drink to win."

After all, drink it up.

Jia Baoyu was the only one left, holding the wine glass but not drinking.

He said angrily: "Damn Huan Laosan, you respect your elder sister and younger sister, and you left me out again."

Jia Huan said in surprise: "Sister Bao, no, you are included in the list of sisters."

After saying that, everyone burst into laughter again.

The plum blossoms are dancing outside and the snow is flying, and the wine is fragrant and the laughter is fragrant inside.

Happy time is always short-lived. Unknowingly, the sky gradually darkens.

Everyone broke up happily.

……

In the palace, Emperor Chongkang looked at the poems in front of him.

"Dark and light yellow, the body is soft, the love is far away, only the fragrance remains. There is no need for light green and deep red, it is naturally the best among flowers..."

"...The yellow dog's body is white, but the white dog's body is swollen? Haha."

"...The plum blossoms are three cents whiter than the snow, but the snow loses some of the fragrance of the plum blossoms... The dusk poems are snowy all day long, and they are very spring when written together with the plum blossoms."

"This Jia family is quite interesting. This old lady's heart is as deep as her armpits, but the big-faced guy she favors is useless."

Big Face Bao is what Jia Huan calls Jia Baoyu in private, and he only says this when communicating with Daiyu.

Unexpectedly, it was actually known to the emperor.

The children of the Jia family held a poetry club casually, and at night, their poems appeared on the emperor's imperial case.

It has to be said that the Jia family has become a sieve.

Of course, this is also because Daxia Jinyiwei is pervasive.In every civil and military official's house, there must be spies placed by Jin Yiwei.

It's just that no one has as much air leakage as the Jia family.

Emperor Chongkang said calmly: "Unexpectedly, there is a poetry immortal in the Jia family. I want these poems tomorrow to make the imperial capital famous. Well, this limerick is also included."

Next to him, the eunuch Dai Quan responded: "Yes, Your Majesty."

On the second day, throughout the imperial capital, Jia Huan's four poems were spread like wildfire.

The place where it was first circulated was in the brothel Chuguan. Which famous prostitutes in the brothel were the ones who were willing to show their faces and flirt to entertain people?

Everyone has a sad past.

When they saw the words "Why do you need light blue and deep red, you are the best among flowers", how could you not love them?
Almost everyone feels that this poem is really written into their heart, and this poem is about themselves.

Although she has never met the author Jia Huansu, she has been regarded as a lifelong confidant by them.

As for the other two Mei Xue poems, they were also fresh and fresh, and they liked them very much.

Therefore, in a short period of time, Jia Huan was nicknamed Jia Sanshou.

As for the four poems that have been circulated, why not write Jia's four poems instead of Jia's three poems? It's just because the white dog with swollen body really can't be put on the stage.

And any poem or anecdote that became popular in the brothel Chu Palace also meant that it became popular in the entire imperial capital.

What's more, this was ordered by the emperor himself and arranged by the eunuch Dai Quan himself.

Their methods are naturally not limited to brothels and Chu palaces.

The appearance of a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation will spread astonishingly fast, and it can be said to spread like wildfire.

Not to mention that there are secret guards who are adding fuel to the fire.Therefore, in just one day, Jia Huan and his three plus one poems became famous throughout the imperial capital.

In the brothel, the Chu Palace, and among the scholars, there were also hundreds of civil and military officials, princes and princes. Everyone had heard that a Qilin talented man had come out of the Jia family.

Only the main owner, the Jia family, had no idea about this.

Of course, just because the Jia family is the real owner, the secret guards will naturally not conduct propaganda in the Jia family.

On the second day, Jia Zheng went to the Ministry of Industry for duty as usual.

He, a noble foreigner from the Ministry of Industry, basically had nothing to do at the end of the day.

This political lord doesn’t have many friends in the Ministry of Industry either.

Throughout the book A Dream of Red Mansions, after the political master came off duty, he basically went back to his study to drink and chat with his adopted guest.

Or go to Aunt Zhao's room.

There is no description of Mr. Zheng drinking with his colleagues in the whole article.

This may be because Mr. Cao is impatient to write these trivial things, but it’s not like he doesn’t write them all once, right?
This can only mean that there is really no such thing.

Jia Zheng was a tall and rigid man, with mediocre talents and a lack of adaptability. He also came from a distinguished family.

He didn't fit in with the crowd in the Ministry of Industry, he was just a small and transparent existence, and naturally he didn't have any close friends.

Usually at the Ministry of Industry, after Jia Zheng finished handling matters, he would only drink tea and read.

Today, as soon as Jia Zheng arrived at the Ministry of Industry, colleagues came to congratulate him.

"It's so gratifying to congratulate a Qilin talented man from the Duke's family! In the future, your young master will become more famous than his old master, become famous in the literary world, and win laurels in the Toad Palace. The future is promising!"

"Master Jia has a good way of teaching his children. He taught a Qilin talented man and actually wrote a masterpiece that will be handed down from generation to generation. We are really envious of him!"

"Master Jia, do you have any good tips for educating your children? How can you bring up a brother who is like a poet? Master Jia can't hide his secrets. If you have any good methods, please teach us."

"Master Jia, I wonder if your son has ever been married? I have a young daughter at home, she is only 12 years old. She is dignified, virtuous, knowledgeable and courteous. She is a good match!"

"Mr. Song, your little girl is indeed dignified and virtuous, but she is a little too dignified. I'm afraid she weighs a hundred and fifty pounds, right? Mr. Jia, I have a niece. This year, in the year of cardamom, she is as beautiful as a flower and as smart as jade. People are truly a good match.”

Facing the compliments from everyone, including those who wanted to get married, Jia Zheng was a little confused.

The relationship between him and his colleagues has always been mediocre, no more than acquaintances.

When have they ever been so enthusiastic and complimented themselves so much?
But, he taught a Qilin talented man?
Baoyu?

Jia Zheng was a little unbelievable. At this time, he still didn't understand what happened.

He couldn't help but ask: "Colleagues, are you talking about Quanzi Baoyu? I wonder what on earth this evil obstacle has done to make you do this?"

Ok?
Jia Zheng's colleagues were also a little confused.

The reputation of your concubine can now be said to be a household name in the entire imperial capital. Needless to say, among the brothels and scholars, even ordinary people can say that they are the best among flowers!

Now you tell us that you, Jia Cunzhou, don’t know anything about it?

However, judging from Jia Cunzhou's expression, he did seem to be unaware.

This old man has always been confused, so he probably really doesn’t know.

"Mr. Zheng, what we are talking about is not the young master who was born with a jade in his head, but the third son Jia Huan. Mr. Huan wrote three poems that have been handed down from generation to generation, and they are now famous in the imperial capital, but Zheng Gong doesn't know about it?"

Third Young Master Jia Huan?Huan'er?

Jia Zheng shook his head quickly and said: "Huan'er? Impossible. He has been naughty since he was a child and has no skills. How can he compose any poems, let alone write a masterpiece that will be handed down for generations. Did you make a mistake somewhere?"

(End of this chapter)