The Red Mansions Across the Four Seas

Chapter 48
Jia Min woke up when the morning sun shone through the window.Stretching out his hand to touch his side, Shen Bingyi was no longer there.

When she got up and went to the outside room, she saw that Shen Bingyi was fully dressed and putting on makeup, and the maid, Shuangxi, was helping her comb her hair.

Jia Min sat aside, admiring this scene of beauties changing makeup in the morning with relish.

Shen Bingyi found Jia Min from the mirror, and when she turned her head and smiled, a boundless scenery seemed to rise in Jia Min's heart, beautiful and fragrant.

"Why don't fourth masters sleep more?"

"Don't sleep, I have to go to the dentist today."

"What kind of business is fourth master busy with? If there is any good business, can I let my family buy a share, so that I can earn some money for makeup."

Small sample, but also want to come to me to invest in shares.However, it is also a good thing.Anyway, she was looking for someone to buy a share, and it was a good thing for her to buy a share.At least it will be more convenient to meet in the future.

"This matter is still under consideration. If it is settled, I will let you know at that time. If you are willing, you will naturally have your share."

"The fourth master agreed, but don't go out and forget what you said."

"Since I promised you, it will naturally count."

So, Shen Bingyi asked Shuangxi to set up a meal, and the two of them exchanged glances while eating.Thinking of the fish and water sex last night, Shen Bingyi couldn't help but blush.Until Jia Min's figure disappeared, my heart was still beating a little, and I only hoped that Jia Min would come back early at night.

When passing by the gate of Yuhua Building, Jia Min hurried past without stopping.But he didn't realize that in the corridor upstairs, Gu Panpan was on it, as if he wanted to say something, his mouth moved, but finally he didn't speak.

Suzuan went back to the house, sat down on the chair, and sighed.

Seeing her like this, the madam just shook her head.

"Don't think about it too much, it's just because you don't have that fate. At the beginning, I didn't see that he was capable. Now I asked Bingyi girl to pick a bargain, and he will firmly dominate us in the future."

Jia Min came to Sheng Xinlong Dental Firm, and continued to follow the dentist to look around the house.

In Tiekan Temple, Miaoyu's quiet room, Qin Keqing is drinking tea with Miaoyu.

She came today to fulfill her wish.

When Jia Amnesty, Baoyu and Jia Rong made a bet with Jia Min last time, she came here to make a wish, praying to the Buddha to bless Jia Min to win, and now that Fourth Uncle Min won, she would naturally come to fulfill the wish.

Until now, thinking of what I said in front of the Buddha, I still feel a little shy.

"How can you say such a bold thing? If people find out, there will be no way out."

Thinking about it, I felt a little hot on my face, and I secretly glanced at Miaoyu, and saw that she was reading a piece of paper, and then felt a little relieved.

"Oh, what a wonderful word. I never thought that there would be such a talent, enough to look down on the world."

Miaoyu put the piece of paper on the table, got up and walked to the window, looked out without making a sound, not knowing what was going on in her heart.

Qin Keqing took the paper and saw a poem on it:

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much do you know about the past? The small building was windy last night, so the country was unbearable to look back on the moon. The carved and jade masonry should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed. East flow."

This piece of paper was left to Miaoyu by a pilgrim who came here just now.

Qin Keqing's father, Qin Ye, was a petty official.Although the family background is not rich and powerful, it is also well-off.Therefore, Qin Keqing has read some books.Although I don't have any deep knowledge of poetry, I still have a rough grasp of it.

There is nothing difficult about this word.It is important to express deep emotions in a form that is almost vernacular.Especially the kind of sad feeling, which seems to be vivid on the paper.

Looking at the small characters again, it turned out to be "Bingzi Year Yiwei Shen Bingyi respectfully recorded Rongguo Mansion Min Si Ye Ci".

It is actually a bit awkward to write this signature like this.The reason is that Jia Min doesn't have a sign now. If there is a sign, he can write it on it, which will be much smoother.However, at present, Shen Bingyi can only write like this, so it seems a bit nondescript.

Of course, this is harmless, the key is that this poem contains too much gold, and no one will pick on other problems.

How could it be Uncle Min?Can't he write?That's right, the last time Ping'er came back, he said that Uncle Min was learning how to read and was still teaching them how to read, so it must have been written by Uncle Min.

It's a good word, but it's a bit too sad.Did Fourth Uncle Min encounter any difficulties?That's right, so many people don't want to see him, so I feel uncomfortable, it's really pitiful.Really want to see what he looks like now.

"There is still such a talent, we really missed it."

Miaoyu came back and sat down to drink tea again.

You've been wrong, but I've never been wrong.From the very beginning, I thought Fourth Uncle Min was an upright person.

"It was really written by Uncle Min? It's a good poem."

Qin Keqing pretended to be stupid.

"Who could it be if it wasn't him? Not only is it a good song, I'm afraid that after the Song Dynasty, there is no other song that can compare with him. I really can't see it, it's so deeply hidden."

"Hidden? No way? Uncle Min is also learning how to read and write."

"He has only studied for a few days, and he can write such articles? Unless he is a child prodigy."

Fourth Uncle Min is 15 years old, not a child anymore.

"Who is this Shen Bingyi? She looks like a woman."

Qin Keqing felt that this woman was not good, and since Fourth Uncle Min wrote it to her, she shouldn't show it around.

"This Shen Bingyi is actually a famous person, that is, the singing girl from Meiyue Tower, who is known as the head of the four major singing girls in the imperial capital."

Even so, it will probably be very beautiful, how is it better than me?

This Miaoyu is in Buddhism, so she knows about the brothel, but it's a bit strange.

"Why is Fourth Uncle Min with him?"

The women there are probably not serious, so Fourth Uncle Min shouldn't be fooled.Next time I see Fourth Uncle Min, I have to remind him.

"Walking around in brothels and Goulan is also a drunkard."

Miaoyu was a little indignant.

"Don't be angry, Fourth Uncle Min must have had a hard time going there, maybe it's not what you think."

"As long as you have a kind heart, you think of the best of everyone. He can go wherever he wants, and it has nothing to do with me. There is no reason. I am so angry."

You say you are not angry, but I think you look angry.

"Now he looks like a dog. You didn't see his appearance the day he first came, and the stench all over his body. You thought I didn't notice it. When I saw him one day, I had to call him in front of everyone. Ugly. Let me tell you..."

So Miaoyu told Qin Keqing about Jia Min's embarrassing appearance on the day he came out of the coffin.It made Qin Keqing giggle like a little girl from time to time.I feel warm in my heart.

I don't know what's the matter, but when Miaoyu thinks of Jia Min recently, she feels angry.The more angry I was, the more I thought of him.

She always had an urge to show Jia Min's scandal to the outside world, hoping that after Jia Min heard about it, he would come here to beg her, and stop talking about it in the future.

But the wood is not even a face.Once you leave here, you will never come back.Forgot all about changing his clothes, board and lodging that day.

This heartless, so many masters in the mansion come here, why can't you come here?
No one wrote poems and lyrics for brothel girls, such a good word, can't it be written here?

Chen Hanlin came to the yamen of the Ministry of Industry like a gust of wind, and broke into Wu Shangshu's yamen without any notification.

He took out a piece of paper from his cuff and slapped it on the table, startling Wu Shangshu.

"Fortunately, they are from the same department and from the same township. If there are such people, why didn't you tell me?"

"What's the matter, nonsensical, what do you want me to tell you?"

Wu Shangshu was puzzled.

"Is Jia Cunzhou your man?"

"Yeah, what's the matter, what happened? No, he's an honest man who sticks to the rules."

"See for yourself."

Then Wu Shangshu picked up the piece of paper and read it carefully.After a few glances, his face changed.

"it is good!"

As he spoke, he raised his fist and smashed the table.Look again, applaud again, and smash the table again.I watched it several times in a row, said hello more than ten times, and smashed the table more than ten times.The colleagues outside were alarmed, thinking that he and Chen Hanlin were fighting, and squeezed to the door to watch the commotion.

"Come, come, all of you, come in, come in quickly, save Zhou, come, read to your colleagues."

Seeing the excitement here, Jia Zheng also came over.Seeing Wu Shangshu calling him, he came in, took the paper, and started reading.

It is Jia Min's "Poppy".

After reading, there was silence.

"Such a good word can be called a masterpiece of the world. I don't know who made it?"

Finally, Jia Zheng couldn't hold back and asked.

Wu Shangshu looked at Jia Zheng several times up and down, and laughed.

"Cunzhou, that's not kind. If you say others don't know, it's justifiable. If you say you don't know, it's not right."

"How do you say this? I really don't know."

"Why don't you look at the inscription?"

Jia Zheng went to see the signature.

how is this possible?Jia Zheng was stunned.He never expected that it would be Jia Min!

"In the Song Dynasty, Ci poetry reached its peak, and it was difficult to find excellent works after that. For hundreds of years, this song "Poppy" can be regarded as the pinnacle work."

Chen Hanlin's knowledge is good, so he started to comment.

"This work is full of golden sentences, every word is precious, without a dictionary, it is simple and straightforward, and has endless meaning. It will be passed down through the ages."

"Cunzhou, originally we thought that Young Master Ling had some business experience, but it seems that we have all misjudged. How many people can compare with this literary talent? I am absolutely inferior."

Wu Shangshu said, not only a little emotional.

"Everyone, pass it on and copy it. This is the masterpiece of our children from the Ministry of Industry, and it is also envied by others. Hehe, when I go to court tomorrow, I will recite this "Poppy". That’s all for the ordinary people in the Ministry of Finance. I’d like to ask the self-proclaimed masters in the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Officials to see who among them can write such a masterpiece, so that they don’t always say that our Ministry of Industry Just digging and moving rocks."

"Okay, I'm happy today, let's leave early. Cunzhou, let's go, treat you to a drink, and have a good time."

(End of this chapter)