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Chapter 80 Don't Believe Dongfeng Can't Call Back

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    [1] Meng Chengshun's Poem "Cherish the Spring and Sorrow for the Love of Flowers"

    Xichun always worries about love flowers,

    When the flowers bloom by themselves, tears flow by themselves;

    Competing for Nai Chunhua and not caring about each other,

    Hua Feichun went to two leisurely.

    In fact, Wenjiao read his gift poem and wanted to answer a few words, but when Xiaohui called, she was afraid that her mother would complain about her late return, so she had to abandon him and return.

    Back to the embroidery room full of worries, seeing Xiaohui and Ziyan have slipped out to play, I wanted to embroider with needles, but I was too lazy to move, so I took out the poems from the tin box to display, just about to taste, but saw Hongying  Niao Tingting, a fairy floated in like a wave, and hurriedly put it away again.

    Hongying came to the front and squinted at Wenjiao and said: "Miss, why are you sitting in the room alone? Xiaohui and the others have played again? This is all a habit of the lady. How can it be so bad if it goes on for a long time?  The little hooves really need to be controlled." Seeing that Wenjiao didn't answer, he said, "Today, the old man went out to entertain, and now the old lady is asleep, so I have time to talk to you for a while.  Relieve boredom."

    "It's hard for my sister-in-law to worry about it." Wen Jiao replied ruthlessly.

    Wen Jiao never called Hongying like that, she always called her by her first name. Today, she didn't think it was funny, so she said, "How about we go for a walk in the courtyard?"

    Wen Jiao blurted out and asked, "Is the brother of the Gao family outside the courtyard?"

    Hongying thought to herself: You still remember him!  He hurriedly replied, "The elder brother of the Gao family went out with the old man."

    Wen Jiao thought for a while, and then said after a while: "Oh, this time I will follow you and go for a walk together."

    Hongying observed her words, "Miss is too cautious, what is my brother afraid of?"

    Wen Jiao said coldly: "There is always a difference between men and women, isn't it inconvenient~"

    Hongying looked at Wenjiao, "What's the inconvenience, as long as I have nothing on my mind and keep my body upright, I'm afraid he will do something wrong?"

    Wenjiao felt guilty in her heart, and said stubbornly: "Who has something on his mind?"

    Hong Ying curled her lips and said with a smile: "It's fine, miss, let's go."

    Wen Jiao looked helpless, and lazily said: "Okay, let's go."

    [2] Meng Chengshun's Poem "Wind Curtain Shakes Bamboo and Moves Spring Yin"

    The wind curtain shakes the bamboo to move the spring shade,

    Leisurely to the book window and short chant;

    Mo Daoxiang boudoir best reward,

    Youlan originally had a bosom friend.

    The two walked towards the atrium together, and just as they turned to the veranda, a gust of wind blew in, and the corner door squeaked twice, and Wen Jiao grabbed Hongying's sleeve in shock and said, "Ah, what's the noise?  somebody is coming?"

    Hongying thought to herself: Is it so delicate and pretentious!  But he said with a smile on his mouth, "Is there anyone in our deep house, it's the wind blowing on the door, the miss just relax."

    Arriving outside the study in the East Wing, Wen Jiao looked in through the screen window, couldn't see clearly, and whispered: "Sister-in-law, look, is the third brother already back?"

    Hongying hurriedly pasted the screen window and looked at it: "He hasn't come back yet. Miss, why don't we go in and have a look?" As she spoke, she couldn't help but pull Wenjiao to push the door and enter the room.

    I saw that the room was clean and refreshing.

    The four treasures of the study [1] are lined up on the desk, orderly; in the porcelain vase on the desk is a branch of pink peach, as bright as a red cloud; on the east wall is a green dragon sword; on the piano table is a red sandalwood guqin;  Self-written poems and paintings.

    Suddenly, Hongying pointed to the west window and said: "Miss, look quickly, there is a unique inscription on the window paper."

    Wen Jiao looked up, and she saw a few lines of fine grass on it, written like a dragon and a snake flying:

    "The shadow of the sun is lingering, sleeping and waking up,

    The seal smoke is like a wisp of afternoon wind;

    The jade flute blows all the neon clothes,

    Who knows the sound of luan and phoenix.  "

    ?For a while, I couldn't bear to look away, so I concentrated on pondering, thinking to myself: The third brother is really talented, this poem is well written!  It means that the song is high and few, and no one knows him well.

    Hongying had also been fascinated by Wenxiu's talent for a long time. Seeing Jiaoniang's approving eyes, she deliberately pretended to be disapproving and sneered: "What kind of talent is this Suanding showing off, but he doesn't know that there is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people outside the world. Miss and him  One, let's compete with him, I don't believe I can be inferior to him." As he spoke, he laid out paper and rubbed ink.

    Wenjiao didn't say anything, but she was annoyed by Hongying's talkativeness in her heart. She changed her mind and thought again, and made a poem with a poem, so that he could understand my thoughts.  After a little contemplation, he brushed his brush and said in harmony with the rhyme:

    "The sorrow of spring weighs down the dream and the suffering wakes up,

    ? The wind is high and the leak is normal;

    The soul is broken and unbearable at the beginning,

    The sound of Xiaoying on the branches of fallen flowers.  "

    "Good reconciliation, good reconciliation!" Hongying continued??Praised while watching the words and expressions, seeing Wen Jiao's cheeks flushed, his heart became clearer, and he continued, "Miss's poem is titled red and resentful, and expresses her heart and soul clearly, and the words are in harmony with each other.  The poems of the elder brother of the Gao family are a perfect match, they are just a pair. When he comes back and sees this poem, he must say that Zhinu Kong is crossing the Milky Way by himself tonight."

    "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about?" Wen Jiao pretended to be angry.

    "Miss, tell me, what are you talking about?" Hongying looked at Wenjiao playfully.

    Wen Jiao said angrily: "It's so absurd, you asked me to write a poem, and I was just playing around with a few random words, but you are full of nonsense, talking about the perfect match, and the Weaving Girl Galaxy. I think  Is it your hoof that is interested first?"

    "Yo, I'm talking nonsense. The young lady is ashamed, just make up the sister-in-law." Hongying couldn't help laughing.

    At this time, I only heard the parrots in the cage under the eaves outside the window chirping non-stop.

    Hongying hurriedly stopped laughing and said: "It's almost noon, and the old lady will wake up from her daytime sleep. Besides, if the elder brother of the Gao family comes back, it will be so embarrassing, I'd better go back quickly!"

    Wen Jiao nodded, and she and Hongying quietly led the door out, their hearts beating wildly like a deer.

    [3] "Magnolia Flowers. Chunxiao Accompanying Banquet" Anonymous

    When Gao Wenxiu came back in the afternoon, he saw Wenjiao's poems on the desk—every word was fragrant and full of emotion.  Unconsciously, his face was overjoyed, and he danced with his hands and feet.

    In the evening, Sun Zhizhi's colleagues came to visit, held a banquet in the mansion, invited Wenxiu to accompany the guests, and Hongying staged singing and dancing The banquet did not end until the middle of the moon, and Sun Zhizhi went back to his room to rest after seeing off the guests.

    Wenxiu was the only one left in the Xichun hall, and was about to get up and go back to the study, when suddenly there was a ringing ring outside the hall, and Wen Jiao, Xiaohui, master and servant, came in.

    Seeing this scene, Wenxiu was overjoyed, and couldn't help singing "Mulan Flower":

    "Accompanying the banquet at the dawn of spring, after singing and drinking, people are rolling.

    Sitting in the middle hall, I suddenly saw Xian'e coming out of the bridal chamber.  "

    Wen Jiao kept her eyes fixed as if she had entered a deserted place. Seeing the incense ashes piled up in the incense burner on the table, she walked straight over and took out the gold hairpin from the cloud bun to arrange the remaining fragrance.

    Wenxiu went on to chant:

    "Boshan incense burns [2], the plain hands add silver leakage forever."

    Wen Jiao didn't answer the words, she looked supercilious and arrogant.  Wenxiu didn't want to leave or stay, which was very embarrassing.

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    Notes

    [1] The Four Treasures of the Study

    Refers to the unique Chinese calligraphy and painting tools (calligraphy and painting utensils), namely pens, inks, paper, and inkstones.  The name of the Four Treasures of the Study originated in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.  Historically, the objects referred to by the "Four Treasures of the Study" have changed repeatedly.  In the Southern Tang Dynasty, the "Four Treasures of the Study" specifically referred to Zhuge brushes in Xuancheng, Anhui, Li Tinggui inks in Huizhou, Anhui, Chengxintang paper in Huizhou, Anhui, and Longwei inkstones in Wuyuan, Huizhou, Anhui.

    Since the Song Dynasty, the "Four Treasures of the Study" have specifically referred to Xuan brush (Xuancheng, Anhui), Hui ink (She County, Huizhou, Anhui), Xuan paper (Jing County, Xuancheng, Anhui), She inkstone (She County, Huizhou, Anhui), and Tao inkstone (Zhuoni County, Gansu).  ), Duan inkstone (Zhaoqing, Guangdong, known as Duanzhou in ancient times), after the Yuan Dynasty, Hubi (Huzhou, Zhejiang) gradually flourished, and Xuanbi gradually declined.

    [2] Boshan incense ember

    Incense embers refer to the embers of incense (including unburned carbon and burnt ash).

    Boshan Furnace, also known as Boshan Incense Furnace, Boshan Aromatherapy Furnace, Boshan Furnace Furnace, etc., is a common utensil for incense burning in the Han and Jin Dynasties of China.  Bronze ware and ceramic ware are common.

    The body of the furnace is in the shape of a bean in bronze, with a cover on it. The cover is high and pointed, hollowed out, in the shape of a mountain, and the shapes of the mountains overlap.  Penglai, Boshan, Yingzhou three fairy mountains).

    So this sentence means that the incense in the Boshan furnace has turned into embers but has not yet been burned into ashes.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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