Yuanyang, who is known as the Four Lieutenant Maids of the Red Chamber together with Qingwen, Jin Chuan and Siqi, has been transformed by Jia Cong many times. The Grand View Garden is full of inconvenience and dangers, but it is also extremely exciting. She only allowed to untickle half of it. She had a long dry body and had a bliss in less than a quarter of an hour. On the contrary, Jia Cong, who had been patient for a long time, only tried it briefly and did not enjoy it.

The mandarin duck tied her black hair that was not raised because she was not a married couple or a concubine. While asking Jia Cong to help, the darkness was dark, and she couldn't see the spring scenery on her face afterwards: "You're not having fun, are you?"

"Fortunately, it means that I have made progress, and the yin and yang are in harmony. As long as the 'qi' is coming, there is no need to be too much." Jia Cong recalled that her dress was half-clear and half-covered, and her legs were slender. Although she couldn't see clearly, she was hazy and luxurious in the wild, but she was not interested. She was dissatisfied with ten points and seven or eight points. She tightened her sweat towel for her and vaguely saw the water snake's waist of the highest-level girl in the Jia family who was about an inch taller than him, still tempting: "It's a pity that she is not on the grape trellis."

"What's good about the grape trellis?" Yuanyang was puzzled and suddenly thought of something. She snuggled in the man's arms in emotion: "Yes, under the grape trellis, on the Chinese Valentine's Day, you can hear the love words of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. Don't bully me and not be literate. I was taught by the old lady."

Jia Cong held back his smile: "Do you know that Pan Jinlian hangs the grape trellis upside down?"

Yuanyang frowned and thought, and couldn't help but leave slowly, saying guiltily: "Is there such a play? I really haven't heard of it. The most erotic and outrageous ones are "The West Chamber", "The Peony Pavilion", and the excerpts are sung."

I admire his knowledge and knowledge, and know everything.

"Well, it's from "Jin Ping Mei". You can buy a book to read it secretly. We will study it together next time. By the way, it's better to buy an illustration version than the West Chamber and Peony." She saw his deep eyes, talking about extremely noble academic issues, and even talked with her. How close is Mr. Cong treating her!

"Okay, I will definitely buy it for a look." Yuanyang has some knowledge, and he was influenced by the influence of others. He used "the eagle of Song Huizong and Zhao Zi'ang's horse". He can be said to be able to scold him even if he is a rich family, and he is naturally influenced by his knowledge. In addition, his knowledge is based on the wine and tooth words. However, her elegant knowledge is not profound, and she is definitely not able to see the most vulgar and vulgar paintings. Secondly, she is not like a daughter who has a dedicated person to offer sex education before she gets married, so Jia Cong has developed it step by step. The lonely years are rare to live.

Both of them knew that if they stayed for a long time, they would become elbows and armpits, and walked towards each other. The mandarin duck walked silently and savored the ultimate experience of reaching the Pure Land. It was unforgettable for a long time. If she did not meet Jia Cong in this regard, she would be completely blank. When Wang Xifeng miscarried, she would be confused. She would have thoughts when she talked to Ping'er. Thinking about it, she accidentally ran into Si Qi in the wild in the Grand View Garden. Pan was still a jungler. Tonight, she was reincarnated on herself. Fortunately, she had no walls.

The war between literary wars and martial wars to women, Jia Cong, who was skilled and lasting, returned to the mourning hall with a little sense of accomplishment, no longer had the pain of greed for wives and concubines, was content with satisfaction, looking up at the universe, looking down on the categories, and feeling moved. He read a few collections of classics, history, and memorials to check for the shortcomings and fill in the gaps. He thought about the literature and thoughts in the heart. On the lyrics of "Tianxingjian" during the day, he further wrote a "Cold Kiln Fu":

"There are unexpected winds and clouds in the sky, and people will have good fortune and good fortune every day. Centipedes can't walk as long as snakes; roosters can't fly with wings; horses can't fly with a thousand miles of journey, and they can't go by themselves without a rider; people have the ambition to soar to the sky, and they can't get by themselves without luck..."

I thought about revisions, but I didn't finish it all night. The next day I came to see the first day of the Spring Festival. I wore a white silk dress and sat on the filial piety with my brother, holding the paper of Xuancheng: "Have you learned the art again? The beginning is very imposing. Unlike me, I can read the poem and feel shy and retreat."

Jia Cong spread another paper and continued to write: "How can you be shy and retreat? The second sister doesn't have to belittle yourself. Your chess skills should be the highest among sisters. Everyone has their own expertise. I will teach the fourth sister to draw paintings, and you can also write a book on chess."

"The garden has a very beautiful and brilliant scenery. I was ordered to write a poem in Kuang Yi. I followed a few sentences and said that my cowardly and ashamed personality was revealed without a doubt. If I were to say words as my voice and the scenery as my love words." Jia Yingchun sat down and Siqi said, "Justice Cong wants us to publish a book, and I will spend so many filial piety days."

"Sun Shaozu is not dead, right? I only told him to make life worse than death... Yu Biao, who was doing things at that time, didn't know if he was still alive?" Jia Cong sighed deeply that time flew away, all of which were yesterday. He worked hard outside and felt less and less, and those who had achieved great things must have a heartless heart, "I will not return if I can't learn to be famous", "Why do you need to bury my bones in your hometown?"

The two siblings were closer than others and said more. They vaguely talked about Siqi present, some of the things that were fighting for power in the kitchen of the Grand View Garden. Yingchun was at peace with the situation, not very angry and generous. Most of them said from Siqi that the master was weak and the servant was strong. Siqi also talked about Lin Daiyu and Mrs. Wang's two or three things. Jia Cong listened and did not answer. Then Tanchun came and said more. Tanchun spoke loudly: "The book handed in by Mr. Zhen outside, some people praised the fact that there were many civilizations overseas and the West. They also had our heroes like Noah's Ark and Prometheus in ancient times."

"The master of the mansion has also read it. Recently, he is comparing our "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" with foreign countries. It is really difficult to understand what Newton's theorem is. For example, Baoqin returned from overseas, and we are interested. Those who came from overseas are also curious, and it turned out to be a gust of wind." Jia Xichun said coldly: "Miaoyu is so amazing. I have already compiled it today. It's so hot. I hope that your article "Tianxingjian" will be published, which will shake the world and the style will remain the same."

"Have you composed it? Let's go and listen." Jia Cong immediately put down his writing... and improved the "Han Kiln Fu". Brothers and sisters discussed that the drum music of Xiaolu was not appropriate. He went to the Grand View Garden to listen to the song "Kei Temple". While reading the subtracted characters, he entered the northeast of the Grand View Garden. The northeast of the Grand View Garden is also the Jiayin Hall in the northeast of the Grand View Garden. The water flows and the forest is hidden, and the embroidered orange lotus is notified. A moment of faint sound of the piano floats out of the temple.

The old official who was present at the scene volunteered to chant in a low voice:

"Even though the flood is surging, I have never bowed my head, even though the sky is falling, I have never bowed my head, and even though the disease is rampant, I don't want to ask for anything outside. The first appearance of the fire depends on my hands."

"Although he drowns in the vast sea or loses his head, even though the mountains are thousands of feet high and over nine years, even though the plants and trees are decayed in ten days, they will shoot out of the heaven and earth for a long time..."

Under the old red plum tree in the Yangcui Temple, there is a chess and an embroidered stake, a person and a piano, a wonderful jade tied with a free and yao scarf, wearing an ancient Han Dynasty Cheng Ziyi, a line of silk silk robe, stretching out the slender jade fingers of the flowing robe, pressing the seven-stringed zither, which is clearly distinguished from thick to thin, the monarch and ministers. The fingering method is very skillful, and the sound of a sonorous and contending, and the zither technique reaches a high level, giving people the illusion of beating drums, which is tragic and scattered.

"Unexpectedly, it's much better than I thought." Jia Cong felt it was not in vain, so he listened with his hands behind his back. The three women sat on the railings and embroidered slaughter in their hands. The incense veil floated out of the slaughter, and swept away the makeup of his children. He actually felt that the guqin also had dragons and phoenixes. Even Jia Cong's improved tone was not as soft as the Kunqu opera in Jiangnan, but the high pitch of Qin opera and the freshness and brightness of the Huangmei opera in Anhui tea-picking song in the Central Plains. It was catchy. Anyone who listened to it could hum a few words.

Below Jiayin Hall, Lin Daiyu's name Tubi Hall is surrounded by mountains and water, and the hall is protruding. It is an excellent place to enjoy the moon, sightsee and listen to the sound. Shi Xiangyun, Xue Baoqin, and Lin Daiyu stop here and fall into the sound of the piano:

"I have been through the wind and rain, and I have been unable to enter my family three times. Even though I have my descendants, I have children and grandchildren. I have wise tasted all herbs, so why should I be afraid of my heartbreak? I will still turn into birds and fill the sea with my death..."

The next moment, the twelve-line high-sounding sounds such as Junxian and Wushe were frequently released, and Jia Cong's blood surged, thinking: "It's closer to ancient rhyme than the great master's guqin videos on the Internet in later generations. After all, this is the real master."

The song is called "Tianxingjian". It takes the Qian Gua of "The Book of Changes". The first half of it is all Chinese mythology. It is the work of Luo Tianyi, an online singer in his previous life. Now the lyrics are the same, and the tone is not much the same, but it sounds so exciting. With just a few sentences, it tells the core of the struggle of Chinese mythology, which is clearly divided from foreign mythology, and is judged immediately.

Almost at the same time, Xixiaoshi Shanhai Bookstore mass-distributed the lyrics of "Tianxingjian". The boss Luo Gaocai invited Zhu Xiulian, a professional from the former Jiafangsi, to open the hall to perform. The listeners were mixed with foreigners:

"Look at me holding the reins and holding the rules, and striving for the ocean and sparse flow, finally hiding the water and returning to the east!"

"Why kowtow to seek the ark after being fertile soil for food?!"

"The God of Snake Fucking, I am afraid of it and the emperor ordered Kua E to take the mountain to avoid it!"

"There is a way to make fire, why do you steal it?! Heaven can also make up for it, showing my love!"

Before the lyrics were finished, people from home listened attentively. The three halls of the book club were elegant and pure, with sandalwood lingering, and the queen of the Southeast Island, who was still chaotic in the mainland, was invited to sit in the upstairs room, and she also had a deep sense of belonging and identity.
Chapter completed!