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

Chapter 47 Sister Lin, Happy New Year
On the second day, Jia Huan began to study hard again.

Now he recites Shiwen every day. When he gets tired of memorizing, he organizes his notes and practices calligraphy. When he gets tired of practicing calligraphy, he recites Shiwen.

In the afternoon, Jia Huan began to try to write the five essay assignments left by Lin Daiyu.

Soon Jia Huan discovered that, well, he couldn't write.

He has only just learned how to solve problems, and writing in classical Chinese is not something that can be accomplished overnight.

Jia Huan could only select some useful and beautiful sentences from the dozen or so articles he had just recited, and after some simple transformation, he composed an article.

In the previous life, Jia Huan was a surgeon.

But he still likes literature. After get off work, he likes to take time to practice calligraphy, read books, and also like to write some articles.

He is no stranger to writing.

Although the literature of that time is very different from the Internet literature of later generations, the matter of Chinese translation is actually not that complicated.

Jia Huan wrote five articles in a row in one afternoon, and felt pretty good about himself.

In the evening, Jia Huan asked Lin Daiyu to correct her homework.

After Lin Daiyu read Jia Huan's five articles, a strange look appeared on her face.

Lin Daiyu likes reading, but she does not need to take the imperial examination, so her reading books naturally do not include Shiwen.

Therefore, Lin Daiyu has naturally never read the dozen or so articles that Jia Huan recited.

Therefore, when Lin Daiyu read the articles written by Jia Huan, she had a very strange feeling.

Although Brother Huan has just learned Shiwen, his writing style is quite good, but after reading the whole article, it gives people a very awkward feeling.

Because in the articles written by Brother Huan, many parts of the title and text are not close to each other.

Jia Huan looked at Lin Daiyu and asked eagerly: "Sister Lin, what do you think of these articles I wrote?"

Lin Daiyu frowned and said: "I always feel that your solution to the problem is pretty good, but the text does not seem to explain the problem very well, which gives me a very strange feeling. But I don't know how to write essays, so I'd better wait for your master Zhao When Mr. Zhao comes back, you can ask Mr. Zhao for advice."

Hearing Lin Daiyu's words, Jia Huan couldn't help but smile.

You are right to feel this way. These five articles were originally pieced together.

He still had too little ink in his stomach and could only memorize a dozen short articles.

How could it be that in such a clever way, the five articles written by Lin Daiyu could just fit the dozen or so articles he had memorized?

If he waits until he has memorized nearly three thousand articles, he will have more sentences to choose from.

Jia Huan continued to ask Lin Daiyu for advice on how to solve the questions. Finally, he asked Lin Daiyu to ask five more questions.

In the following days, Jia Huan memorized the passage, practiced calligraphy and composition, and then asked for advice on how to solve the problem. This repetitive and boring rhythm made time pass slowly.

Before I knew it, it was New Year's Eve.

In his small courtyard, Xiao Jixiang and other maids also posted Spring Festival couplets early, which looked very festive.

People from the East Mansion came to the West Mansion with their families.

Here the sedan leaves the gate. On the east side of this street, there are the ceremonial guards and musical instruments of Duke Ning, and on the west side of the street, there are the ceremonial guards and musical instruments of Duke Rong Guo.Pedestrians who came and went stayed away and refused to pass by. When they came to Rong Mansion, the main door of Rong Mansion was opened straight to the end.

Now, Mr. Nuan no longer gets in and out of the sedan. After passing the hall, he turns to the west and goes to Jia Mu's main hall to get in and out of the sedan.Everyone gathered around and followed Jia Mu's main room, where the splendid screen was also completely new.

Pines, cypresses, fragrant lilies and grass were burning in the local brazier. Jia Mu returned and sat down, and the old ladies came back and forth: the old ladies came to salute.

Jia Mu hurriedly stood up to greet her, but saw two or three old sisters-in-law coming in.Everyone held hands and smiled and gave in. After having tea, Jia Mu only sent her to Neiyi Gate and then came back to sit down.Jia Jing, Jia She and others led the children in. Jia's mother smiled and said: "It's hard for you to pay a year's price, so why don't you be polite?"

While talking, the man and the woman bowed together.

Chairs were set up on the left and right sides, and then they sat down in order of seniority and youngness to receive the ceremony.The men, women, young servants and maids of the two houses also bowed to each other according to the duties of the servants, scattered their new year's money, purses, gold and silver coins, and presented them to the family banquet.

The men and women returned to the west and sat down to offer Tusu wine and acacia soup, auspicious fruits and cakes. After the cakes were finished, Jia Mu got up and went into the inner room to change clothes and everyone dispersed.

That night, incense was burned in front of the kitchen king in various Buddhist halls, and in the courtyard of Mrs. Wang's main room, there were heaven and earth paper and horse incense offerings.Everyone, both upper and lower, was dressed up in flowers. There was a lot of chatter and laughter all night long, and there was an endless stream of firecrackers.

The New Year's Eve dinner was eaten at Jia Mu's place.

At this time, Jia Huan's aura still exists, and this year, as an exception, he sits next to Jia Baoyu.

However, Jia Huan vaguely noticed that Mrs. Wang's face did not look good.

Ah!
When he saved Baoyu's reputation a few days ago, Mrs. Wang was obviously very grateful.

However, now, she felt that her status as a concubine was constantly improving, and she began to fear that she would surpass Baoyu.

A bodhisattva-like figure?

Ah!
After dinner, Jia Huan was too lazy to stay to flatter Jia Mu, so he slipped away when he had time and returned to the study to continue reading.

Not long after, Lin Daiyu came to Jia Huan's study with a smile.

"Brother Huan, it's New Year's Eve today, and you're still working so hard? You're not even taking a day off to have fun with the old lady and the others?"

Jia Huan smiled and said: "The joy is theirs, but I have nothing."

The joy is theirs, but I have nothing?

After thinking about this sentence carefully, Lin Daiyu felt that it really spoke to her heart.

After a while, Lin Daiyu said: "Brother Huan, let me see how your writing is going?"

Jia Huan took out five newly written articles, and Lin Daiyu looked through them carefully.

After reading it, Lin Daiyu couldn't help but praise: "Brother Huan is really spiritual. At this time, his writing changed almost every day, and now his writing is very brilliant. I guess he can enter school after the new year."

Hearing Lin Daiyu's praise, Jia Huan laughed but was speechless.

Sister Lin has never read anthologies of poetry and essays. Otherwise, she would know that her articles are actually a hodgepodge with no style of her own.

It seems true that his writing is getting better and better. After all, there are more and more articles that he can learn from.

For most of the topics now, he can always find articles that he can learn from, and his writing will naturally be better.

But such an article may not pass the exam. After all, the examiners are not all idiots.

We can only wait until the master comes back before asking for help.

Unconsciously, the sound of beeping firecrackers sounded outside, and the air was filled with the smell of saltpeter.

It's late at night, Haishi has passed, it's a new year to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new.

Only then did Lin Daiyu realize that it was getting late, so she stood up and left.

Jia Huan sent her out and said with a smile: "Sister Lin, Happy New Year!"

Lin Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother Huan, happy New Year!"

(End of this chapter)