It's night, and a bright moon shines on the river.

The further south you go, the warmer the weather becomes.

When there was still one night's flight from Yangzhou, the thin coats, waistcoats and other clothes that everyone had worn in the capital could no longer be worn.

On the deck, the river breeze is cool and the grilled river shrimp is delicious.

"The Yamen of Yanzhengyuan is a building with three entrances and three routes. It is enough for everyone to stay."

"When my mother was here, my family lived in the West Road Courtyard. At the southern end of the West Road Courtyard, there was a pavilion, forest and marsh, where we built a small building called 'Houlexuan'. There was an ancient well in the courtyard called Peach Blossom Spring, and the water was very delicious.

light."

"Bamboos are planted all over the Yanzhengyuan, most of which were planted by my father and mother. I also planted one... I remember that my father even wrote a poem to sing about it: 'It is cold in the official residence, and the wild bamboos are most forbidden in autumn.

.The ridge of the ground is hard to pick bamboo shoots, the windows are high and nodding in confusion. The birds are surprised by the pink fragrance, and bees are swarming in the courtyard in the quiet afternoon. I am the master of Xixuan, how can the secluded people dislike the secluded place'..."

Daiyu's sound, which usually sounded like jade beads falling on a jade plate, was now like the night wind, apparently soft and gentle.

Obviously, her happiest time was in that Yanzhengyuan.

Thinking of her father, whom she had not seen for many years, made her eyes red again...

Seeing her choked up at the end, Li Jing, Xiang Ling and others were at a loss. Vivian could also feel her deep sadness, as if she had remembered something, and her face was full of loneliness.

Jia Qiang looked around and saw that several girls were helpless, but Daiyu was immersed in memories and shedding tears silently. He suddenly sighed heavily, said "Oh" and said: "I really envy Aunt Lin."

, I can still recall the happy childhood when Gaotang’s parents were alive. However, I don’t even know what my parents look like. Fortunately, I have Xiaojing and Xiangling now, otherwise, I would be just a lonely soul in the world.

ghost."

Fighting poison with poison, using strong medicine, the effect is naturally surprisingly good.

As expected, Daiyu, who was pure and kind in her heart, stopped crying. She looked sideways and saw apologetic sympathy in her bright eyes reflecting the moonlight with twinkling stars...

It's a pity that Jia Qiang was born as an engineering boy and didn't know what it means to take advantage of the opportunity to win a greater victory. When he saw that Daiyu stopped crying, he handed over a river shrimp in his hand and said: "Eat quickly, cool."

It won’t taste good.”

Daiyu looked at the roasting smell in her hand and was speechless...

Jia Qiang distributed the others one by one to everyone.

After everyone had it in their hands, Jia Qiang smiled at Daiyu who was still looking at him and said: "Whether it was good or bad in the past, it has passed after all. Now we have all grown up and are living well. Xiaojing

She has done a great job in this regard. As a daughter, she has shouldered the livelihood of more than 2,000 people, young and old, from the Jinsha Gang and even Taiping Street. Xiangling, too, has a much harder fate than mine. She is so happy now.

.”

Li Jing laughed and said nothing, but Xiang Ling pursed her lips and said with a naive smile: "It's all because I met the second master."

Zijuan teased from the side: "Flattery!"

Xiang Ling rolled her eyes at her, and Xue Yan smiled and said to Xiang Ling, "I don't believe it. You don't feel bad at all. I heard people say that everyone has troubles."

Xiangling was startled when she heard this, and then became embarrassed.

Seeing her like this, Zicuckoo and Xueyan immediately started making noises, asking her to speak quickly.

Xiangling was helpless and whispered: "I saw Miss Lin and our second master writing books and learning all day long, and I thought why Miss Lin is so knowledgeable. I heard from Zicuckoo that she is also first-class in poetry.

Okay. I am a girl. I dare not insult the knowledge of the saints. I cannot write eight-legged essays, so I just want to learn some poetry..."

As he spoke, his bright big eyes flickered towards Daiyu's face...

When Daiyu saw this, she laughed and scolded: "I don't know if I'm really stupid or fake. If you want to write poetry, you should worship me as your teacher. Even though I am not knowledgeable, I can still teach you."

Xiang Ling smiled and said: "As expected, I will become your teacher. Don't let me get tired of you, girl."

Daiyu said: "No matter how difficult it is, it's worth learning! It's just a combination of inheritance, transference, and transference. There are two pairs of transferences, flat tones, flat to flat, imaginary to real, real to imaginary. If there is a strange sentence, continuous It may be true or false. Since you girl has this intention, she must be able to achieve elegant things. I'm afraid if you don't have this intention, even if you are talented and intelligent, you are just a stubborn stone."

As he said that, he used a pair of wonderful eyes to look at someone sideways.

During the days when they wrote "The Legend of White Snake" together, she hinted to someone countless times that she not only had to study the classics of sages and write eight-part essays, but also learn some elegant calligraphy and write some poems.

But someone bluntly said that this is not the case before the Song Dynasty. The imperial examinations relied on poetry. After the Song Dynasty, poetry was replaced by classics and meanings in the imperial examinations. Since there is no exam, what is the point of studying such things?

This is simply unreasonable!

Jia Qiang didn't know, but she smiled at Xiangling and said: "I heard that the beauties in ancient times all had willow as their form, jade as their bones, ice and snow as their skin, and autumn water as their posture. In addition to these, they should also use Poetry is your heart. Now you are so beautiful in your own right. After learning poetry from Aunt Lin, you have also taken poetry as your heart since then, and you can rival the beauties of ancient times."

Xiangling's pretty face was flushed, but everyone else felt that the roasted food in their hands was neither delicious nor sweet...

Daiyu took the lead, and everyone looked at Jia Qiang with disgust.

Xiangling was ashamed, but still wanted to help Jia Qiang, and asked Daiyu: "Good girl, there are so many rules in poetry, how can I learn it?"

How could Daiyu not understand Xiangling's intentions? She gave her an angry look, but she was kind-hearted and said with a smile: "If you really want to learn, I have "The Complete Works of Wang Mojie" here. You can I read a hundred of his five-character rhymes and studied them carefully, then read one or two hundred of Lao Du's seven-character rhymes, and then read one or two hundred of Li Qinglian's seven-character rhymes. I had this in my stomach first. The three people made the foundation, and then we took a look at Tao Yuanming, Xie, Ruan, Geng, Bao and others. You are a smart and intelligent person. In less than a year, you will no longer be a poet!"

After hearing this, Xiangling smiled and said: "This is the first time someone has praised me for being smart. The girl is really a good person. In that case, good girl, please take out this book for me. I'll take it back and read a few poems at night." "

When Daiyu heard about it, she ordered Zijuan to go back to the house and bring Wang Youcheng's Five Character Rhythm, handed it to Xiangling, and said: "Just see that the ones with red circles are all chosen by me, and I read one of them. I don't understand. If you ask your second master, or if you meet me, I will just tell you."

Watching this scene by the fire, Jia Qiang raised her head and looked at the bright moon hanging in the sky, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart.

When I was reading the collection of Mu Ya Nu Ya in Red Mansions and reciting poems, I read the poems between the lines and looked at Xiang Ling.

Who would have thought that now it is happening so realistically before our eyes.

The past life and the present life seem to be just a snap of the fingers.

The moon is like a flower at night, illuminating the world with clarity.

On the big river, the water is sparkling, and the passenger ship cuts through the water, stirring up waves.

People could be seen on both sides of the strait, but it was getting late at night and the lights had dimmed.

…

"After the new rain in the empty mountains, the weather is late and autumn comes. The bright moon shines among the pines, and the clear springs and rocks flow up. The bamboos return to the Huannu, and the lotus moves down the fishing boat. The spring fragrance rests at will, and the kings and grandchildren can stay."

"Good poetry, really good poetry!"

"The bicycle wants to ask about the border, and it belongs to the country and has passed through Juyan. Zheng Peng has left the Han Dynasty, and the returning geese have entered the Hutian. The desert is solitary and the smoke is straight, and the long river has set the sun. When Xiao Guan is waiting to ride, all the guards are in Yanran."

"I don't quite understand... Master, what does this poem mean? Zheng Peng, is it Marshal Tianpeng? Who is Xiao Guan... Yes, I am asleep... Ignore this poem for now."

"The morning rain in Weicheng is lightly dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willows are new. I urge you to drink another glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west..."

"Wow! What a beautiful poem!"

"Xiang Ling..."

"Ah? Master, are you awake?"

"I was awakened by you reciting the incantation. However, if you continue to recite it, I'm afraid I will be chanted to death by you!"

"Pfft!"
Chapter completed!