After entering Huifang Garden, even though the Xue family had excellent gardens in Jiangnan, they were also attracted by the style of this northern manor.

Red maple, yellow locustard, and golden chrysanthemums in the garden.

Small bridge, pavilion, winding paths.

Surrounding the mountains and rivers, birds singing and insects chirping.

It also has the openness that is not found in Jiangnan. Looking around, I can’t see the end for a while.

Aunt Xue was quite moved. What Mrs. Wang said was not bad, but it was indeed a good industry.

Not long after, everyone came to the pavilion where Mu Jia was. Between two osmanthus trees on the mountain, the fragrance of osmanthus came faintly with the faint autumn wind, and the fragrance was refreshing.

Jia Mu and Li Wan, Daiyu and others stood under the steps of Tingxuan, greeting Aunt Xue and Xue Baochai with a smile.

The scene...

Meetings between women are usually very intimate. As for the real situation in their hearts, only they themselves know.

After entering the Pavilion, a few short couches and small tables were already set up along the side, with various snacks and fresh fruits on the small table.

There are two bamboo tables on the railing, one with cups, chopsticks and wine utensils and tea pots on the top.

There were two or three girls there who fanned the flames and cooked tea, while on the other side there were also fanned the flames and boiled wine.

After everyone sat down, they gave tea and rinsed their mouths. Wang Xifeng was busy setting up the table and asking for cups and chopsticks.

At the table above, there were Mu Jia, Aunt Xue, Mrs. Wang, Baochai, Daiyu, and Baoyu.

At a table in the east were Jia Huan and Shi Xiangyun, welcoming, exploring and experiencing the spring.

There was a table near the door to the west where Li Wan, Wang Xifeng and Youshi were false seats of Qin. No one dared to sit, and only served at the tables of Jia Mu, Aunt Xue and Jia Huan.

Wang Xifeng ordered: "Don't bring too many crabs, but they will still be placed in the steamer. Take ten of them to eat before taking them."

While washing his hands again, he stood in front of Jia Mu and peeled the crab meat.

The first time I asked Aunt Xue, Aunt Xue said, "I will eat sweet food by myself, and no one needs to give in."

Wang Xifeng then gave Jia Mu, and Baoyu again, and ordered: "Take the wine hot and hot."

He ordered the little girls to take the mung beans smoked from chrysanthemum leaves and osmanthus stamens to prepare to wash their hands.

The food on it is well-educated. The table on the east side of Jia Huan was eating lively.

While feeding Jia Xichun, Jia Huan had to withstand Shi Xiangyun's harassement.

"Brother Huan, what are you joking about when I came today?"

"Brother Huan. Do you want to say it? If you don't say it, I'll rub your face! Look at my crab roe…"

"Hey! You really don't say it? Look at me..."

Perhaps because he was disturbed by Shi Xiangyun, Jia Xichun said dissatisfied: "Sister Yun, they are saying that the third brother likes you and wants you to be his wife!"

"puff!"

Jia Huan just took a sip of tea and sprayed it all out.

Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun were also stunned. Seeing Jia Huan coughing there, Shi Xiangyun's face was redder than a crab, and she couldn't help laughing hard.

Shi Xiangyun glared at Jia Xichun fiercely and said fiercely: "What did you say?"

Jia Xichun has a third brother by his side, so he is unscrupulous and is not afraid at all.

In her eyes, the stinky third brother is like the magical third brother in later generations, and can create weird things everywhere...

Jia Xichun pursed her lips and said proudly: "It was, the third brother told the old lady that he wanted to ask you to be a wife!"

Jia Huan had just finished coughing, but when he looked up, he saw Shi Xiangyun's pretty face and his murderous big eyes. He immediately wanted to escape with guilt, smiled dryly, and said, "I...I'll go to toast the old lady!"

But as soon as she arched her waist, she might as well be caught by Shi Xiangyun with one hand, but her other hand grabbed Jia Huan's ear and twisted it for more than two hundred degrees. As Jia Huan whispered mercy, she said viciously: "You really tell the old lady...... say... you..."

Jia Huan squeezed an ugly face and begged for mercy, "Sister Yun, don't listen to Xiao Xichun talking nonsense. I..."

Jia Xichun was originally giggling, but when he heard this, he stopped resigning and quietly glanced at the table next to him. Although the people there would occasionally look at it, it would be better if the voice was low.

She lowered her voice and said to Shi Xiangyun: "Sister Yun, the third brother likes you very much, but there is a princess Mingzhu who insists on marrying the third brother and asks the emperor to order the third brother to marry her. Sister Yun, would you marry the third brother? I heard from Brother Feng that the princess is even better than Brother Feng. If she wants to become my third sister-in-law, wouldn't I be close to my third brother in the future? It would be better for you to be the third sister-in-law and let the princess be the slutty wife..."

Jia Yingchun and Jia Tanchun dared not let her continue talking. They hurriedly walked around the little bit and pulled Jia Xichun away, not letting her continue talking.

Can……

What else is it use?

Look at Shi Xiangyun's face that gradually faded away from her blush and Jia Huan's awkward expression.

Jia Xichun also knew that she had caused trouble and sobbed in a low voice.

Jia Huan scratched his head, smiled, took Jia Xichun from Jia Yingchun's arms, hugged her in his arms, and said with a smile: "Why are you crying? You said nothing wrong, our little Xichun is an honest and good girl."

Jia Xichun blinked her tears in her dark eyes, looked at Jia Huan with her little head, and sobbed, "San... San, is it true?"

Jia Huan kissed Jia Xichun with a greasy mouth and smiled: "Of course it's true. I dare to doubt the third brother. Third brother will kiss you again!"

Jia Xichun didn't care. She kissed Jia Huan with her oilier little mouth. She looked at Jia Huan's ugly face and wrinkled bitterly, and then giggled again.

The movement here has attracted the attention of the table. Jia Mu leaned her head and said, "What's wrong?"

Before Jia Huan could say anything, Shi Xiangyun turned around and smiled, saying, "It's okay, the old lady, the third brother and Xiao Xichun snatch crabs to eat, which made the person cry and just coaxed him."

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu laughed and said to Aunt Xue: "My grandson is the most sarcastic. She either fights with the little prince or the little marquis all day long. But he even got into the eyes of the Supreme Emperor and gave him a dragon-shaped jade pendant, allowing him to enter the palace at any time.

When the prince and the marquis came, he hid in the Supreme Emperor with his jade pendant, and others could no longer do anything. Look, even his own girls are bullied. Sooner or later, I will give him a good meal to try it."

Everyone burst into laughter when they heard this, looking at Jia Huan's face, laughing all kinds of laughter.

Jia Huan just looked at Shi Xiangyun and smiled, and his heart ached.

Is this girl who looks free and easy on the outside but is extremely proud on the inside rejecting him in this way?

However, Jia Huan could not watch her "clouds scattered in the high pond, and the water dries up the Xiang River", and fell into a situation where the Xiang River flowed and Chu Yunfei flew.

He also doesn't want these bright eyes to look at others.

Shi Xiangyun was much more free and easy than him. Seeing that he kept staring at her, he snorted and said, "Third brother, you are itchy again, right?"

Jia Huan scratched his head when he heard this and smiled.

Although he was sad, he was not a sentimental person, so he put down this point first.

The reason is very simple, because searching for sorrow and searching for hatred cannot solve any problem.

Seeing Jia Huan like this, Shi Xiangyun's eyes flashed with appreciation, and then lowered his head and ate the crab.

"Old ancestors, I haven't written a poem yet!"

After eating two crabs, Lin Daiyu had already stopped, leaned on the railing of Xiaoxuan, and looked slightly at the fish playing in the pond.

Jia Baoyu was afraid that Sister Lin would be bored, so he smiled at Mother Jia.

Mrs. Wang frowned and said, "If you don't eat your food well, why are you messing around? Just the little things in your belly, don't you be afraid of your aunt and your sister Bao laughing."

Mrs. Wang knew that Xue Baochai was taught by her father since childhood and had excellent literary style.

because……

If you want to enter the palace and not know the text, that is absolutely impossible.

Even if you go to serve as a attendant for the princess or princesses, you must also recognize words and literature.

The Xue family was originally a royal confidant. Several generations of people have been using the Royal Merchants brand to make noises in the royal detective Jiangnan Shilin.

However, the previous generation of Mr. Xue died early, and his only son Xue Pan was arrogant and arrogant, so it was difficult to take on a great responsibility.

Now it is really just an imperial merchant of the Ministry of Revenue.

Therefore, in order to ensure that the Xue family's lintel is not falling, in addition to having a good relationship with the Jia family and the Wang family, the most important thing is to send Xue Baochai to the palace.

As a result, Xue Baochai's literary talent became more and more successful.

Mrs. Wang knew this very well, so she scolded Baoyu and didn't embarrass her eyes...

But Mrs. Jia was not happy with Mrs. Wang scolding her grandson. Besides, everyone had already agreed to write chrysanthemum poems. Now her son changed his mind because of the Xue family's mother and daughter. Mrs. Jia felt uncomfortable and said, "We made an appointment before. Today we will chew a crab banquet with their brothers, drink osmanthus wine, and write chrysanthemum poems. The wife should not restrain him, but just have fun, and it is not the top scorer in the exam, so we have to distinguish the top scorer."

When Mrs. Wang heard what else could she say, she smiled and nodded.

After seeing his mother nodding, Jia Baoyu was overjoyed and said repeatedly: "I thought about it last night. If I don't pour it out today, don't I feel so tired of me? My wife will also hurt me."

Everyone laughed loudly, Jia Baoyu became more and more proud, and then he asked someone to take the pen and ink, which made people clean up a small table, and then splashed his pen and started writing repeatedly. Everyone looked at it and saw Xuan Bai honey paper:

"Try a try while the frost is clear, and don't stay in the wine glass and medicine cups.

Who planted the house before frost and under the moon, and where is the worries beside the fence?

The wax clogs come from afar and feel free to be filled with cold sangs.

If the yellow flower is pitying the poet, don’t bear the head of a stick in the morning.”

After the book, I wrote the title of the poem in the previous title: "Interview with Chrysanthemums"!

After writing, Jia Baoyu felt so sad that he smiled at everyone and said, "I laughed at you, I laughed at you!"

Aunt Xue praised: "After all, he is a wealthy young man with a family background, good poetry, and good poetry."

Xue Baochai also nodded in praise.

Mu Jia and Mrs. Wang felt that it was not bad either, and their smiles warmer, but Lin Daiyu curled her lips indifferently.

Jia Baoyu may have been playing hard, and he was actually doing something. He said to Jia Huan happily: "Third brother, I always saw you as majestic and could sing songs. Haha, I finally made you look ugly today. It's time for you to write poetry."

Jia Huan could see that Jia Baoyu's words were not malicious, he was just simply angry with his brother.

So, even though Jia Mu and others' expressions changed slightly, he smiled lazily and said, "Second brother, can I punish me for drinking?"

…(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!