How would Jia Lian allow Wang Xifeng to provoke him? He said lightly: "The word "shan" is too broad, please cover it up."

"ah?"

The proud Wang Xifeng instantly leaked. She finally thought of one, and then asked her not to think of a poem or allusion related to spring.

Everyone saw Wang Xifeng's predicament. Although she laughed at her in her heart for not being able to cover two of them, she reminded her kindly: "If Sister Lian Er can't cover the second one, she can ask for help from someone with Cao."

"How to ask for help?"

Yingchun stood up, walked over and said to Wang Xifeng, "Second sister-in-law, tell me your order, I'll think of one for you."

Although Yingchun was kind, Wang Xifeng also saw that everyone was laughing at her.

As soon as the self-esteem came up, he said, "Don't bother you anymore, I've already thought of it."

Wang Xifeng didn't steam buns and tried to make a sigh, and she did think of one thing.

Sleeping in spring will not make you feel dawn!

So I said the word "sleep".

Jia Lian asked which word is specific, and Wang Xifeng replied: "It means sleeping."

After saying that, everyone laughed and even shook their heads.

This is simply too straightforward, but it is hard for Lian Er’s sister-in-law. Moreover, spring sleep is better than spring sleep.

Jia Lian inexplicably thought that Wang Xifeng, who is illiterate, is also quite cute...

In fact, you can guess just from her previous actions of looking up at the sky.

Now that the word "Sleep" comes out, and knowing Wang Xifeng's limited reserve of poetry, how could Jia Lian not guess that her order is the season and spring?

So he imitated Wang Xifeng's tone: "Milt means the land."

Wang Xifeng continued to crash, "He guessed this?"

Although everyone thought Wang Xifeng's reaction was funny, some people questioned the source of the "spring mud".

"Brother Lian, the second sister-in-law Lian, is the order of 'chun'. What are you ejaculating?"

Jia Baoyu's words made Jia Lian frown slightly. His original intention was to continue to make things difficult for Wang Xifeng, so he said something that Wang Xifeng shouldn't know.

Unexpectedly, even Jia Baoyu didn’t know, but it was obvious that Jia Baoyu still couldn’t remember many ancient poems.

So he snorted: "Fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers..."

After Jia Lian finished speaking, he finally realized that something was wrong. This sentence sounded like a poem that had been famous for all time, and it seemed like a famous sentence for all time...

From the Qing Dynasty.

Fortunately, I was anxious and thought of a sentence: "Several early orioles compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud!"

But everyone stopped listening to what he changed.

"Fallen red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers..."

Although it is just one sentence, with the wisdom of Daiyu and others, it is enough to realize that this is a rare good sentence.

Daiyu doesn’t think she has read all the poems, and she must have good poems that she doesn’t know!

So he looked at Baochai opposite him.

But seeing that Baochai had similar expressions, she knew that even Baochai had never heard of it.

"Sister-in-law, have you ever heard this?"

Daiyu knew that although Li Wan had limited literary talent, she had read a lot of poetry and books and was a well-educated person.

Li Wan shook her head: "I don't know the source either."

So everyone looked at me and I looked at you, and they all had a guess in their hearts: Could it be that this was done by Brother Lian himself?

Jia Lian could only smile on his face and smile bitterly in his heart when the cute widow's strange eyes.

Sure enough, writing copy is a road that you can never turn back if you go up...

But it doesn’t matter. As long as you can earn fame, make money, earn the shocked eyes of Lin Daiyu and others, and endure the "inner torment".

Daiyu and others didn't know what Jia Lian was thinking, and they were indeed shocked.

Brother Lian is so serious about this article. Can you just throw such a sentence?

"Brother Lian, can you read out the complete poem?"

Lin Daiyu didn't care about being reserved at this time and said she was asking for poetry.

Jia Lian shook his head, "I'm sure I'll hear this poem from other places."

Jia Lian thought about it and found that although he had a lot of stock, he could not withstand so many girls at home. He also wanted this and that, even the iron-clad person could not withstand it.

So you still have to be more modest.

Valley disease

Sure enough, Daiyu and others were even more curious and hurriedly asked where they heard it.

"Miaoyu."

Everyone was surprised, and then relieved.

It can be seen that Miaoyu is really not a common person.

Even Daiyu couldn't help but reduce some alertness to Miaoyu and increase some admiration.

A person who can write such a poem must be of extraordinary talent.

...

Just as everyone sat around the table, round after round, when the game was in full swing, the little girl's voice came from the gate of the courtyard:

"The old lady is here."

Everyone hurriedly stood up and watched, and sure enough, Mu Jia led You Shi, Qin Shi and others into it.

"Hahaha, it's really lively here."

After entering the door, Jia Mu looked around and saw that the small yard was arranged in an orderly manner and there were many things. Jia Mu nodded secretly and smiled at Wang Xifeng and said, "Girl Feng, I'm here uninvited. What are you going to treat me?

I've agreed that if there is no good thing to treat me, I will turn around and leave."

At this time, the sisters surrounded Jia Mu's side, and Wang Xifeng also came over, supporting Jia Mu's arm up, and told Ping'er and others to say: "You might as well take down these cold ones and bring them up fresh ones."

Wang Xifeng today ordered the kitchen to prepare a large number of precious dishes. If the dishes are cold, they will be removed and replaced with new ones.

As for whether to waste or not, I don’t care.

Besides, there will be no waste. The servants of the Mansion have been scrambling to grab the dishes they have taken down.

For Jia Mu and others, they don’t care about the word “eating”. They have understood the way of health since childhood, no matter how good they are, they can only eat a little.

"What are you playing before? I see you are very happy."

Before he could attend the seat, Jia Mu asked.

"Old ancestor, we are just playing 'Split Cao Shoo', which is very interesting."

Jia Baoyu smiled and introduced to Jia Mu.

As the daughter of the Shi Hou family, Jia Mu had never seen or heard of anything in decades, so she naturally knew about the squirming.

"I'm old, but I can't play with these genius things. I'd better change to another simple and lively one, otherwise I'll leave."

"Haha, what my ancestors said is that I have long seen them play with this and they don't like it, but I can't help but say a little.

But by chance, when my ancestors came, I had a backer and was not afraid of them anymore. I must abandon this and play with something else."

Wang Xifeng was able to please Mu Jia, and made Mu Jia sit down at the chief happily.

Although Jia Baoyu and others felt that they had not had enough fun, they did not dare to disobey Jia Mu's wishes, so they could only follow them silently.

Jia Mu came to the seat and everyone re-arranged.

Xiangling had already consciously retreated to the maids, and Jia Lan also quietly said goodbye to her mother and went back to study.

So Youshi and Qinshi sat in Xiangling and Jia Lan respectively.

Jia Lian also retreated to the second seat, sat on Jia Baoyu's head, and faced with Aunt Xue.

After ate a glass of wine, Jia Mu smiled and said, "You don't have to be restrained. I'm just here to ask for a glass of wine. What did you play just now and how do you play now.

If I know how to play, I will play with you. If I don’t know, I will watch you play the same way.”

Wang Xifeng hurriedly said, "It just so happened that the flowers in my courtyard are in full bloom. My ancestors, why not let's play with the drums and pass on the flowers?"

Grandmother Jia glanced at her, and it turned out that this monkey knew her best.

"It's not difficult to pass the flowers by beating the drum, but how can I punish you if you lose?"

"Hahaha, is my ancestor still afraid of losing?

You don’t have to be nervous. According to me, there are those present today who are as elegant as Baochai and Lin Meimei, and some are as vulgar as me. Therefore, our gameplay must be both elegant and vulgar before it can be fair.

So, we might as well call a girl and let her beat the drum with her eyes blindfolded. Everyone at the table passed on the flowers. If the drum sounds reached someone's hand, they would be fined to have a drink, and then tell a story or a joke. Of course, if Baoyu and the others wanted to write poems and lyrics in the scenery, that would be fine.

What do you think?"

Wang Xifeng said with a slutty look, full of energy.

Daiyu said to Tanchun: "Look at her, we just shot it over. She looks like a gourd with her mouth sawed. Now that the old lady is here, she is excited again!"

Tanchun smiled softly, and Wang Xifeng, who heard this, glanced at Daiyu with a smile.

Next to Wang Xifeng, Youshi, who was taking advantage of Xichun, took advantage of the opportunity to look at Jia Lian, who was on the diagonal side of the long table.

But Jia Lian smiled at her, and everything was silent.
Chapter completed!