Red Mansion Jia Lan: Do you want to run away tonight to visit your relatives? Chapter 24: Seeing Daiyu find the manuscript and chatting with Xizi to get angry
Chapter 24: Seeing Daiyu find the manuscript and chatting with Xizi to get angry
It is indeed here!
Jia Lan, who went straight into Lin Daiyu's study without being informed, saw at a glance that what Daiyu was holding was the manuscript of "The Condor" that had disappeared from her study. Jia Lan coughed twice, but Daiyu was seeing the wonderful part.
, he was so focused that he didn’t even notice that Jialan was standing next to him!
Seeing Daiyu's entranced look, Jia Lan couldn't help but get excited, "Yeah! Cough!" He coughed twice.
This frightened Daiyu greatly, but she pressed the manuscript on the table like an electric shock and covered it with a handkerchief, as if she wanted to hide it.
Jia Lan looked amused, but pretended to be distressed: "Okay, Aunt Lin! I didn't expect that even you would become a gentleman! Oh! My idol! Disillusionment!"
After Daiyu heard this, even though she knew that Jia Lan was teasing her, she couldn't help but her cheeks turned red. She always liked to wear green, but now she looked like a fragrant and delicate hibiscus flower, eclipsing the bright color of the whole room. p>
"What's stealing? Daiyu raised her chin slightly, and argued coquettishly and shyly: "I am watching openly, is this considered stealing?!"
Daiyu's natural look was a bit like Kong Yiji's, which made Jia Lan couldn't help laughing for a moment.
"Brother Lan, you are finally here!" Xue Yan on the side interjected, "Sister Zijuan and I are almost dying of anxiety. This girl seemed to have lost her soul after coming back from you last time. Her hands were
I read a stack of manuscripts during the day and at night, as if I had lost my soul!"
Zijuan also said: "Forget it, Second Master Bao came to play with the girl, but the girl ignored him and drove him away. The ancestors who were harmed sent people to ask questions. Xueyan and I racked our brains to think about it.
I made an excuse to get over it, but this second master Bao came more frequently. If he hadn't gone to the temple outside the city to pray for blessings today, I don't know how I would have spent today!"
Xue Yan: "That's right. When I asked the girl, she didn't tell me. She just said that she found an excellent collection of essays from Lange'er."
The two personal maids in Daiyu's room seemed to have found an organization, talking desperately, and Jialan's smile became stronger and stronger.
Seeing Jialan's half-smiling look, Daiyu interrupted Xueyan angrily: "Well, you two scoundrels have settled down, but I treat you so well in vain. I didn't expect that you're all cheating on me and scolding me in front of others!" Hearing Daiyu call this a "collection of essays", Jialan's eyes flashed with a strange light, and his whole person softened.
Daiyu is protecting herself.
Although writers and writers sound nice with their own names, they mostly just compliment each other. In ancient times, the social status of novel writers was generally very low. Pu Songling wrote "Liao Zhai", but even in the eyes of his friends, he was "
Not doing your job properly.
Later generations of Jin Daxia wrote fourteen masterpieces, but they were still defined in newspapers as "long-winded, unfashionable, tasteless, and nonsense." Anyway, the rhetoric behind it on the Internet has already been mastered by the predecessors.<
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Not to mention that this group is closed and does not distinguish between good and bad. The father took his daughter to play, and even Feng Ping was persecuted.
But in an ancient society like the Red Mansion Era, there was actually a natural contradiction between the author group of these market novels and the mainstream scholarly community.
Dear readers, reading and literacy are taken for granted in modern times, but in the past, those who were able to read and write and were proficient in arts and sciences were by no means ordinary people. In fact, many authors were intellectuals from the bottom.
They are not people with little knowledge and talent, but the world is in a turbulent world, with wolves in power and etiquette in ruins. Faced with all kinds of things, as children of saints, they can only write down their bloody accusations with pen and ink, using laughter and curses to defend their talent for not being appreciated and for justice.
Sorry!
There is definitely no shortage of knowledgeable people among the scholars. Naturally, they can see that these people have some well-known attributes, and out of opposition, they will only be severely criticized.
Daiyu avoided Zijuan and Xueyan precisely because she knew she could never reveal that she was reading a novel and that the author of the novel was Jia Lan.
Daiyu calmed down, and when she saw Jia Lan staring at her warmly, her face suddenly turned redder and sweeter. She felt a wave of charm surrounding her, and there was an indescribable thought in her heart.
The two maids naturally noticed the strangeness between the two of them and looked at their girl jokingly.
Daiyu quickly stood up and drove the two of them out: "Why don't you bring a bowl of tea quickly?!"
"Bring me a plate of fennel beans!" Jialan interjected, unable to help but smile.
Seeing that Jia Lan's eyes were clear again, Dai Yu straightened her face and said with a smile: "I don't know who is heartless. I have been taking care of you for so many days, but now that everything is better, I don't know how to say thank you? I heard that
Yesterday, he made fun of Qingwen who was next to Baoyu under the West Flower Wall. Not only did he leave his cloak as a token of love, but he also got into a fight with another man? Is it really true that he was so angry that he turned his beauty into a beauty?!"
Once Daiyu switches to the yin and yang mode, Jialan is really dumbfounded and convinced. Her fighting power is amazing. It is estimated that even Mr. Yushan in the future will be willing to be defeated.
【I would like to respect you as Lin Daodun in my heart!】
However, Jia Lan's strength is to ramble on and on, so he immediately told the truth about yesterday.
Hearing that the reason was that she actually saw Qingwen as herself, Daiyu, who was originally looking proud, suddenly changed her face: "This person is really getting better and better. I didn't believe it at first, but now I have gained some knowledge."
, after all, I look exactly like a big maid?!"
He grabbed the manuscript on the table and threw it back into Jialan's arms: "I don't want to read what stinky man took it!"
Jia Lan had already reserved a hand to prevent Daiyu from getting angry. When he saw her picking up the manuscript, he understood her thoughts. He immediately took the scattered manuscript with one hand, just like the poker in "God of Gamblers"
A handsome guy who plays extremely well, just one word: handsome!
Daiyu was only two years older than Jia Lan, and was amazed by Jia Lan's hand. Her pair of eyebrows trembled slightly, and her eyes were rippled like autumn water, revealing a sense of curiosity.
"It's just some of the techniques I usually use to strengthen my body, similar to Wu Qin Xi. I just practiced a lot and gained some experience. My aunt wants to learn it too?"
Daiyu nodded, shook her head, and suddenly her thoughts became a little empty. After a moment, she said: "The martial arts in the manuscript are so fascinating, even though I want to learn the Orchid Acupoint Brushing Hand and the Falling Divine Sword Palm."<
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Jia Lan smiled bitterly: "Aunt, this is really difficult for me. My nephew just wrote it randomly, but it is not Dongxie himself. Besides, aunt, you are so beautiful that you are no match for that pretty Huang Rong!"
Saying I am Xi Tzu, does that mean I am a sick young man?!
Lin Daiyu was immediately angry and cried at Jialan's straight-man words: "I knew I was short-lived! But my life is mine, and I have my own sense of discretion. If you mind, then don't come to see me again in the future."
That’s right! You have a bright future, so there’s no need to dirty your eyes!”
After saying that, she stretched out her hand and tried to push Jia Lan out. Unexpectedly, Daiyu, who had been reading for a day, couldn't move her body enough and fell forward.