Jia Cong returned to his house and asked Qingwen to send a butterfly-dressed engraved book. Qingwen was surprised: "How can I carry so many of them alone? Call Xiaohong and Xiangling, you can go there yourself and send it separately."

"That's fine." Jia Cong and others finished the division and brought a few books by themselves. In fact, there were not so many books. Each of them had their own collection of poems. He just wanted them to go in and have fun.

Qinfang Bridge Pavilion is equipped with two upper and lower couplets made by Jia Baoyu: three green poles around the dike, and the flowers on the other side of the river are divided into fragrance.

After entering the bridge pavilion in the sky, Xiangling kept looking around, "When will sister be promoted to aunt?"

"A girl with a family member can be a concubine." Qingwen traveled through flowers and passed by willows and looked back at her: "What do you ask about this? Do you want to be an aunt too? But you are a fool, and you work hard and be a wife for him is competent, not like me who is clumsy."

"Don't say such things, I'm not as good as my sister." Xiangling walked gracefully, her eyes were innocent.

"Let's go to the second and third girls first and let him find Miss Lin by himself."

Jia Cong then came into Cuizhang and heard the singing of Lixiangyuan on the right. The music was long. Look at the first book, which was the nearest Xiaoxiang Pavilion. After passing the Xingziyin and Liuyezhu roads, we arrived at the boundary of Xiaoxiang Pavilion. There were green bamboos on both sides, moss covered with stone steps, and a small path with smudges paved. Jia Cong shouted "The book has arrived" outside the door.

Zijuan lifted the curtain and took the book and replied, Shaoqing came out again and said, "Miss, please come in and sit down."

"Then let's have a cup of tea." Jia Cong went up the steps, with corridors on both sides, and bird cages and handkerchiefs were hung under the corridor. When he walked into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, he felt as cool as water. The spotted bamboos and bananas blocked the view from all sides. The cold wind was rustling, quiet and quiet, and the sound of water flowing in the southeast could be heard.

Lin Daiyu touched the bow on the engraved book and was generally satisfied. She saw that her thought crystallization was reflected in the book in another way, and she felt full of accomplishment, "How was this paper made?"

"It's the kind of bamboo outside your window, mixed with paper trees, aren't satisfied?" This was the first time Jia Cong came to Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but it was hard to look carefully. "Cotton and hemp are the best, and the cost is higher."

"Why don't you have to spend money? This is your own private money." Lin Daiyu sat down in a small and delicate manner, raised her eyes and looked at Jia Cong a few times. Suddenly, she remembered what her father asked her when she went south. If she agreed at that time, the person in front of her... might be her fiancé. Since she had settled her past grudges with Baochai, she has not been so demanding about Baoyu. It seems that Jia Cong is not bad either, at least it makes people feel that she has a support...

"The engraved handwriting is not very elegant, and it is not as good as the style of the Pavilion."

"This is the case with the craftsman's characters. The engraved books are gel-coated. As long as the Zhongyuan Festival is often dried and carefully cared for, it will be enough to be passed down for hundreds of years. Since the Arc, bamboo slips, and cloth, paper is the best way for us to learn about the news of our ancestors. It has made a great contribution. Maybe, someone in later generations will use this book to study you."

Lin Daiyu's upper and lower lips were slightly dislocated: "Did you sell it to the warehousing?"

Jia Cong touched his nose, sorry, he couldn't say it clearly, and he didn't comment.

"I don't blame you, and they don't know who wrote it. There are also a kind of miscellaneous books I read, with no name or surname. But if there is a review book, please bring it in and I'll take a look." Lin Daiyu's affectionate eyes flowed.

Jia Cong was ashamed. This is a naive little girl. Although Lin Daiyu is very smart, she doesn't know what is happening outside. She is now fourteen this year. It was not uncommon for her to get married at this age in ancient times. Jia Cong was about to leave. Zijuan reported that Qingwen and Xiangling ran in. Qingwen clapped her hands and said, "It's all over. Mr. Cong is still here. Miss Bao has rewarded two hang of money. Let's see why he delayed it. Oh, it turns out that Zijuan is so beautiful."

Zijuan smiled and said, "In love, you are worried that your master will be abducted, why should you take care of me?"

"Good sister, I didn't say you, I'm talking about the parrot outside the window." After Qingwen said that, Zijuan glanced at her, Lin Daiyu asked to sit for a while, and Xiangling was happy when she came here, and half-squatted down to grab Lin Daiyu's collection of poems to read.

"If you want to be stupid, it's me. Miss Bao said it well. A woman without talent is virtue. If she writes poetry and books, it's useless." Xiangling frowned, and the rouge mole on her eyebrows seemed to be moving. "I'll be able to learn needlework from Sister Qingwen tomorrow, and Miss Lin can do it."

"That's because you have nothing to do and spend time. If you say it's useless, it's not all. Wouldn't you make money?" Jia Cong said.

Xiangling was worried: "The old lady knows, what should you do?"

"Miss Lin said that she is neither dumb nor deaf, and she is not a leader. The old lady will pretend not to know." As soon as Jia Cong said, Lin Daiyu smiled: "After I return to Beijing, have you gone to Wu County?"

"Well, Mudu is just north of Shengze." Jia Cong got up and was about to leave. Zijuan's eyes turned around, thought about it secretly, and smiled at the corner of her mouth. When they lifted the bamboo curtains out, Lin Daiyu said hatefully: "Why are you laughing at?"

"I am happy for the girl. You and Mr. Bao have some time to have fun and be intimate, but sometimes you are angry and hurt your body, especially when you are in Qingxu Temple, the rewards from the imperial concubine, but Mr. Bao is just like Mr. Bao. Mr. Bao is still thinking about Miss Shi and hid the Qilin. It's not that he has this and forgot that... Mr. Cong at least... at least he didn't make the girl sad." Zijuan said casually.

Lin Daiyu flipped through the books and pondered silently.

...

Qingwen and Xiangling followed Jia Cong back from left to right. Xiangling has been with Jia Cong for a long time and felt that she was several times better than Xue Pan. She secretly felt fortunate that Qingwen was also different from Jia Cong’s worries. Qingwen was so intense that she was a girl after all, and she didn’t irritate her. This girl was quite obedient, which made Jia Cong taste the taste of a young couple for the first time.

"Uncle Cong." The extremely handsome Jia Qiang came out of the gate of Lixiangyuan and greeted him. Jia Cong said, "Have you come to see Lingguan again?"

"Yes, her man is sick and worried. She bought a bird for her for a few taels of silver and asked me to let her go." Jia Qiang was not afraid of it. It was not a big deal to linger in the actors, and he was also a seed of infatuation.

The uncle and nephew chatted a few times and separated. After leaving the garden gate, Jia Cong thought and said, "Xiangling, why don't you come in to sleep with us tonight?"

"Well..." Xiangling agreed blankly, and then said, "Ah?"

Qingwen gritted her teeth: "Why are we? If you want to sleep, you will sleep with you. Don't take care of me."

Jia Cong was silent. It seemed that it was impossible for the three of them to have a bed together. Look at Xiangling, lowered her head, biting her red lips with her teeth, and her shameful and graceful look made Jia Cong pleasing to the eye. He sighed: "Didn't it say that Ehuang Nuying is a beautiful conversation? The books are all lie, and it is hard to enjoy the blessings of all people..."

...

The next day, Jia Cong was not very interested when he saw Yuanyang, and Jia She was forced to make trouble. The sisters were talking about the engraving book, and they were all very satisfied. Jia Baoyu was no longer jealous of this. Jia Mu's eyes were half open and half closed, and Amber came in and replied: "There was a wall rumbling over the other side of the East Road. The eldest lady was so scared..."

Jia Mu was shocked: "How come the wall collapsed?"

Yuanyang hurriedly supported the ancestor, and Amber explained: "Old lady, don't worry, it's okay, the people in the yamen said that they should prepare a archway first."

"What archway?" Jia Mu was surprised.

"It is said to be a Jinshi archway. It is said that it is a Jinshi outside. Master Cong has tried it, called a Gongshi. Next month, he will go to the palace to meet Master Long Sui and take the imperial examination. Only after the imperial examination is finished will he be a Jinshi."
Chapter completed!