In an elegant side hall in Lixiangyuan, Wei Hanlin sat upright and drank Fengzhi tea. Tea is a good tea with a clear fragrance. However, he was very impatient. He was busy with official business, but no one from the Xue family came out to entertain him for a long time.

In the backyard, Aunt Xue and Baochai were also waiting anxiously. The old friends of the Xue family in the capital, except for the Jia Shi, Wang and Xue, are all first-class figures of the imperial merchants. When did they have an old relationship with the Hanlin? Xue Pan was not at home at this time. Even at home, Aunt Xue was not at ease to receive a noble Hanlin.

One is that the son is unstable, and the other is that the status and status of the two are too far apart.

Jia Zheng was still in the yamen, and Aunt Xue quickly sent Xiangling to invite Jia Huan. This is a person with equal status and is enough to entertain guests.

Jia Huan came from Qiushuangzhai and arrived in Lixiangyuan for half an hour. He was sweating a little and the weather was hot.

The backyard hall of Lixiangyuan is exquisitely furnished. The sunlight blocks the window, and the porcelain on the half table under the window is shining. The quiet and cool air soaks out.

When Baochai saw Jia Huan come in, she stood up and wanted to avoid it.

Aunt Xue hurriedly stopped him and said, "Oh, my son, when is this time? There is no need to avoid it." She smiled and said to Jia Huan, "Brother Huan, but a Hanlin named Wei came to the door. I don't know what's going on, so I want you to help you entertain me."

"Mr. Wei?" Jia Huan was surprised. There were only a few Hanlin people. Although he had not been in the Hanlin Academy seriously, he still knew the names of people. Hanlin, whose surname was Wei, only his Fang Master, and his father-in-law.

"Aunt, don't worry, I'll go to the front to meet Mr. Wei." Jia Huan certainly didn't need to change his words. He responded and nodded to Baochai, indicating that she could feel at ease and go to the front yard to see Wei Hanlin.

The servant of the Xue family brought Jia Huan to the side hall. Jia Huan bowed with a smile, "Mr. Wei..."

Wei Hanlin complained unhappily: "Why did you come out so slowly?" He was not surprised that Jia Huan was representing the Xue family to entertain him. After all, the Xue family lived in the Jia family. Moreover, Jia Huan took a marriage leave at home.

Jia Huan smiled bitterly. Fortunately, he knew Wei Hanlin's temper and did not care.

Wei Hanlin took out a letter and said, "This is a letter from Mei Hanlin to an old friend of the Xue family. His son must have a marriage contract with the daughter of the Xue family. Now, he has been demoted to Hamiwei, saying that there is no need to suffer the daughter of the old friend. He is going to leave this marriage. The marriage letter is in my hands. When the Xue family comes to Beijing, I will give it to him personally. Let's talk to the Xue family first."

Wei Hanlin has a bad temper and a stubborn personality, but he is still very suitable for his work. Even if he believed Jia Huan, he would hand over the marriage letter to Xue Ke with his own hands.

Jia Huan knew what was going on as soon as he heard it: Mei Hanlin was going to withdraw from Xue Ke's sister Xue Baoqin's engagement. Xue Ke was Xue Pan's cousin. He answered the letter and said, "Mr. Wei, I understand. I will explain the situation to Aunt Xue later."

"Yes." Wei Hanlin finished the matter, did not leave much, and said goodbye and left.

Jia Huan sent Wei Hanlin out, then returned to the backyard, and gave Mei Hanlin's letter to Aunt Xue, and told Aunt Xue about the situation.

Speaking of which, in ancient marriages, women got married early. Xue Baoqin was younger than Baochai and would get married this year. In the autumn of the 13th year of the Red Chamber, Xue Ke had to take Xue Baoqin to Beijing to get married. For example, Shi Xiangyun was engaged at the age of 11 this year.

At this time, Baochai had avoided it and was not in the living room.

Aunt Xue was dressed in a brown regular gown and dressed as a rich wife. She was in her forties and was sitting on the precious pear blossom chair for a while and said, "Brother Huan, I know this. Let's see when I will bring the letter back to Jinling."

He sighed again: "My niece is also unlucky. Her father promised her to Mei Hanlin's son in Beijing that year. He died the next year. Now his mother has phlegm syndrome and her family is in decline. There is an older brother above. The engagement has been terminated. Where can I choose the best one for a while?"

Jia Huan didn't feel anything about Aunt Xue's light feeling. She was a little sincere, and it was hard to say.

Furthermore, according to the original book of the Red Chamber, Xue Baoqin is very beautiful and can also be used as a poet. Jia Mu once wanted to give it to Baoyu. Xue Baoqin wanted to choose, but she was afraid she still had room for choice!

Tongxi came in to pour tea for Jia Huan. Aunt Xue smiled and said, "Brother Huan, thanks to you coming out to entertain guests today. Your elder brother, ah..., I won't mention him." He ordered Tongxi, "Go and take a piece of Fengzhi Tea that has arrived this year for Brother Huan." He also left Jia Huan for dinner.

Jia Huan helped the Xue family to entertain the guests, which was due to his status. At this time, he said, "My aunt should have kept the food. But there are still some things to receive them again." He was in a relationship with Aunt Xue. He immediately looked back at Yueju with Fengxie Tea.

Fengxie tea is of course not Fengxie, but a precious tea, also known as Qingfengxie. As the saying goes, the ancient cauldron is freshly cooked with phoenix marrow, which is the place where green steak is stored. It is produced in Jian'an County, Fujian Province. It was first seen in Li Zhao of the Tang Dynasty. Xu Yingqiu of the Ming Dynasty also said in "Yuzhitang Tanhui": "The green steak in Jian'an... This is the place name for tea produced in the Tang and Song Dynasties."

Su Shi said: Lao Longtuan, the true wind marrow, is placed in the future without a knife. The taste of the tongue comes back in an instant. Huang Baozhen of the Qing Dynasty said in "The General Compilation of the Supplementary Affairs? Food Department? Tea": "Cicada ointment, phoenix marrow, is divided into the strong fragrance of eight cakes."

Jia Huan lived here for six or seven years, and was a family like the Jia family. He had a little understanding of tea. Walking on the bluestone slab, the shade on both sides was dense, and the cicadas were silent in the afternoon.

The customs and precious tea has many famous products. Jian'an Qingfeng Marrow is the most outstanding.

Jia Huan looked at the piece of tea wrapped in oil paper in his hand and was in a good mood. He remembered Aunt Xue to help him come forward to entertain guests, but Aunt Xue thought he could make the decision. It was a manifestation of his power in and outside the Jia family.

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But in Qiushuangzhai, Jia Huan called Xiangling away, Daiyu and Sanchun and others talked for a while, and then they parted.

Shi Xiangyun first went to Fengjie's place, then went to Daoxiang Village where Li Gong was cut, then went to Yihongyuan, and then Qiushuangzhai. Tanchun heard that Jia Huan called Aunt Xue out to entertain guests, and Tanchun talked about the whole story just now, his pretty face turned slightly red, and he talked to Tanchun, and went to Xiaoxiang Pavilion to see Xiren.

Daiyu came out of Qiushuangzhai, and felt a little depressed because Jia Huan called to the Xue family to entertain guests. Along the way, she climbed mountains and crossed the water, passed through the trees and passed through the flowers. At the end of April, she looked at the raised small earth buns at the tomb of the flower selling.

Daiyu was dressed in exquisite white-backed yellow-flowered clothes, with a delicate and graceful figure. A beautiful girl. She squatted down among the quiet and beautiful green trees and gently patted the earthen buns, thinking: I don’t know if the flowers are melted inside? I remembered the "Song of Burial Flowers" I did that day: It is not as good as a brocade bag to collect beautiful bones, and a handful of pure land covers the romantic flow. The essence is clean and clean, and it is better to trap the ditches.

The feelings and sorrow in my heart surged, and I couldn't help but chant softly: "I was so sad that I was so sad that I was half sorry for spring and half annoyed: I suddenly felt sorry for spring and suddenly disappeared, and then I was speechless and didn't hear it... The soul of the flower soul is always hard to keep, and the bird is speechless and the flower is ashamed. I hope the slave will have wings under his straits and fly to the end of the sky with the flowers."

"If I heard me write such a poem for Brother Huan, I would probably say that I would not take care of myself and punish me for exercise." Daiyu recited it once, thinking about the man in her heart. He was about to get married. The feelings in her heart were lingering and tangled. She sighed, stood up, and said to herself.

Suddenly, he was photographed by someone behind his back. Daiyu was so scared that she turned around and saw Xiangling standing with a smile, breathing a sigh of relief, saying, "You silly girl, you're so good at slapping me like this. Where are you from?"

Xiangling smiled and lifted the small bag of oil paper in her hand, "Here, our girl asked me to bring tea to the girl and asked me to hand it over to the girl in person. I didn't look for the girl everywhere, and someone who heard them recited poems here, guessing it was the girl. Come and see, it was true!"

Daiyu's poetic talent is famous in the boudoir. I heard that she had published poems and articles in newspapers under the pen name "Xiaoxiang Concubine". Xiangling was extremely envious. Isn't the third master in her family a famous poet?

Daiyu smiled gently, stepped on the embroidered shoes on the warm stone road of goose, and said, "Sister Bao has trouble."

"Good girl, let's go. Go home and sit." Xiangling said, holding Daiyu's hand and heading to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Xiangling's temperament is gentle and quiet. However, she will be a little stupid and stupid. She is very willing to get close to Daiyu.

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The next morning, Jia Huan did not write in the house to read and entertain emotions, so he took Qingwen and Ruyi to Xiaoxiang Pavilion. He heard Qingwen say that Daiyu was in a bad mood last night.

Jia Huan knows the reason without guessing it.

The best places in the Grand View Garden are: Yihongyuan, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Hengwuyuan, and Daoxiang Village. Among them, Xiaoxiang Pavilion is located on the left side of the southern main entrance of the Grand View Garden.

Jia Huan and the other two entered the garden at the corner gate in the northwest, walked straight east along the corridor, passed the Yuyin Hall where the opera troupe of the garden was located, and through the wall, you could see the Lixiangyuan outside, and walked straight to Zilingzhou where welcoming the spring.

Go straight to the south. Along the way, pass the Nuanxiangwu in Xichun, Li Wan’s Daoxiang Village, Tanchun’s Qiushuangzhai. Go east to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion in Daiyu. The outer room of the courtyard of Xiaoxiang Pavilion is Fengheng, and there are thousands of green bamboos in the courtyard. The entrance is a winding corridor, and stones are spreading into a corridor under the steps.

It is past seven o'clock in the morning in summer, and the cool air between heaven and earth has not completely dissipated. The breeze blows, the phoenix tail is roaring and the dragon roars. As the saying goes: Don't shake the clear shadows, and the dream is long at the beginning of the day.

By then, Daiyu had already gotten up. Jia Huan set her schedule to go to bed early and get up early. A regular life is in line with the way of health preservation. As for the nonsense that monk Laitou said "can't stand the tears" like "scared of tears", it is a bluff and pretending. According to the theory of traditional Chinese medicine: worrying about the lungs and thinking hurts the spleen. This is the root cause.

Daiyu has been recuperating in Jinling with the prescriptions of the imperial doctor for more than a year. In addition to some modern health knowledge that Jia Huan knew, her body is much better than in the original book of the Red Chamber. The blessing of raising happiness can bring eternal life.

Daiyu's autumn-like eyes fell on Jia Huan, her eyes were shimmering, and a joyful smile appeared on her pretty face as delicate as jade. Jia Huan sat down, Zijuan poured tea and said curiously: "Why did Brother Huan come to me so early today?"

Jia Huan smiled slightly and said, "I wrote a new poem, and I want to taste it with my sister."

A flash of blush clouds flashed across Daiyu's beautiful and flawless melon-shaped face. Brother Huan said "sanctified" and was serious, but in fact he said: I miss her, so I came to see her in the morning.
Chapter completed!