The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

The sun shines brightly, and the soul moves. The clouds are flying and the sky is clear, and there is no wind or snow.

Sister Lin is a smart person, and so is Xue Baoqin.

But smart people are not good at this.

They can't help but think through every consequence before doing something.

This is not weighing the pros and cons, but taking into account the feelings of the people around you.

Maybe he is sensible, maybe he is kind-hearted. Maybe it’s an even more indescribable reason.

After Chunyan left, Baoqin had no intention of reading anymore. She stood up and opened the wooden window. Chunyan, this silly girl, added a lot of charcoal to the stove, which made the room very warm.

Baoqin knows that Chunyan is a delicate person. Although she has left, she must be thinking about the stove. It only takes a while, I'm afraid I'll just come back in a hurry with refreshments.

Even if it was just a moment of leisure, Bao Qin walked around the room happily. Sometimes his eyes fall on the bookshelf, and sometimes he pauses on the paintings.

With no one around, she couldn't help but become bolder. When he came to the scroll, he placed his fingers on the white crane with its wings spread. Every stroke on the scroll was drawn by his own hands. How could Baoqin not be able to recall the mood when he started writing.

When did your mind change?

Xue Baoqin smiled secretly in his heart, not only because of the nameless throbbing, but also because of his own interest in keeping secrets.

Was it the moment when we found out that the Chen family’s brother was Mr. Yuan He?

It seems right, but it doesn't seem right either.

That day, I put on my favorite jewelry for the last time. She then figured it out and wanted to hide this hazy good feeling in her heart.

Sister Lin is her cherished friend, a rare confidant in life. This is true for my brother and Chen Heng, so why not for me and Sister Lin?

She just showed up a little late, but it was too late after all.

Xue Baoqin frowned slightly, retracted his hands into his sleeves, walked past the long bookshelf, and came to the wooden window.

The scenery outside the window is bleak. It seems that it will not snow this year.

Even the plum blossoms bloom later than in previous years.

After a brief moment of aimlessness, my gaze stopped at the blank space in the scenery. She was just in a daze, thinking of that day when Xue Biao came to the house with Chen Heng and called her father from the house to the study.

During that time, the atmosphere at home was not good. My mother often sighed, and my father was sick in bed alone. Xue Baoqin was very careful to hide her panic. She was a smart and sensible person.

Such a character does not want others to worry about themselves.

Just like the moon she likes, no matter how the seasons change throughout the year. It always hangs brightly in the sky, no matter it is cloudy or sunny.

When my brother said that he wanted to borrow money to open a newspaper shop. How could she not be nervous and scared in her heart.

But Baoqin still has no hesitation. After all, doesn't it say in Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio that good people will be rewarded?

Even if Xue Biao fails, Bao Qin is confident that he can regard Feng Yan as a good opportunity.

A family is meant to share joys and sorrows.

However, my brother succeeded. But that day, he took his close friends and broke into the tense home.

Calling his father who was on the hospital bed to the study, the excited Xue Biao talked about his own affairs as if there was no one around. Baoqin listened to everything silently, and he must be happy in his heart.

It's the haze that's about to dissipate at home, and it's also Xue Ai's long-lost laughter.

She didn't know how good the newspaper shop was.

Those things are too complicated.

She only believes in God's will. Maybe good people will be rewarded?

Until her brother said that.

Dad, Brother Heng is Mr. Yuanhe.

Baoqin didn't know her father's reaction when she heard this, but she remembered her panic that day and the stinging pain when her fingertips were burned by the tea.

Why you. Xue Baoqin still couldn't figure it out, Why it was you.

It is often said in Buddhist scriptures that fate meets fate.

But when I arrived, the peach trees were already covered with paper cranes.

Last year and today, I was afraid that I couldn't even enter this door.

Miss, why are you standing outside the window again? As soon as Chunyan came back, he saw his lady blowing the cold wind at the door, and immediately asked anxiously, What if I get the cold?

How can I be so delicate? Xue Baoqin smiled and suddenly asked curiously, Yan'er, can you fold paper cranes?

Ah?! Chun Yan closed the wooden window and was stunned. She thought, I'm better at paper cutting. If Miss likes it, I can cut tigers, lions, and handsome horses for you.

Seeing that Bao Qin kept smiling and saying nothing, Chun Yan finally sighed helplessly, Miss, you blame me. Yan'er is too stupid and can't fold paper cranes.

What a coincidence. Xue Baoqin smiled, looked at the gap in the window, and said with a hint of melancholy, I can't do it either.

Miss, do you want to learn? Chun Yan was a little curious.

That's not possible. Paper cranes should be hung under the tree to look good. Xue Baoqin shook her head, and a smile appeared on her face again. She could always hide her good emotions, just like the bright moon in the sky or the jewelry in the box. Let's just be - guests in the mist of human beings.

Chunyan thought that the young lady wanted to travel far away, so he couldn't help but clapped his hands and said with a smile: Wherever the young lady wants to go, Chunyan will follow the young lady.

Xue Baoqin was noncommittal and suddenly became quiet.

She suddenly understood the last article of Xu Xiake's Travels. She had seen so many mountains and rivers, but at the end of the last chapter, she described it in simple and unpretentious words.

Joy is fun, parting is painful.

In the end, many things are just sunny days without wind and rain.

Chunyan was still chattering aside, describing the places he wanted to go and the scenery he wanted to see.

Okay. Xue Baoqin couldn't help but nodded and chuckled, It's all up to you.

This is great. My brother has a good friend and I have a confidant.

People, after all, cannot be greedy.

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Now the person in charge of the camp for the victims is Cui Youdao, who has the highest reputation. He is not a confused person who is eager to prove himself. In the first few days, we still acted according to the methods set by the previous officials, which seemed to follow the rules and regulations.

Tens of thousands of victims were divided in order according to the distance of their respective regions and counties. After Cui Youdao made a brief observation, he sent some sociable classmates to go down to the victims and try their best to collect the top priorities of each victim.

Probably because they were worried that the victims would cause trouble if they had nothing to do. He also asked Du Yunjing and others to take the Four Books and Five Classics to open primary schools among the victims.

Cui Youdao has good intentions and hopes to ease the increasingly severe atmosphere among adults by teaching children to read.

It's a pity that this method is a bit bookish after all, even if Du Yunjing and others make the books vivid and interesting.

There are also very few children who are willing to attend classes.

Chen Heng observed it for several days, and from time to time he took out his newly summarized experience and compared it with the previous plan.

He has a smart mind and soon discovered that there were many things he took for granted in his plan.

But this is not a bad thing, correcting mistakes is a kind of happiness.

It's just that Chen Heng is seizing the time to grow up here, and the situation in the camp is gradually getting worse. After all the students from Leyi Academy have come out, where can the people from other academies in the city still sit and stay?

We are all people who read the books of saints and sages, so we can’t let you all take advantage of us. On the second day, Anding, Meihua and other academy principals came over with their students.

Since their arrival, the number of students has also increased dramatically.

This should have been a good thing, but it was already very difficult for Cui Youdaoguang to deal with the victims. With so many students, he wanted to take care of every detail, so he was naturally very busy.

Now that November has passed halfway, the weather is getting colder and colder, and there is really not much time left in Yangzhou. If this continues, many people will freeze to death this winter.

Chen Heng finally couldn't sit still. Taking advantage of the moment when the porridge shop was finished, he took the newly revised documents to the place where Pei Huaizhen was temporarily staying.

I'm so happy. I saw the rumors about the Great Virtue Tianzun, and felt that my arrangement was not in vain. Hahahahahaha.

Actually, I didn’t plan to write poetry at first, but I was criticized a few times because of the wrong rhyme. I don’t have many ideas myself, hahahaha, I am writing today, and the book friends in the group have been encouraging me to write more.

I didn't expect to encounter such a detailed interpretation by Tianzun, which made me happy.

What a coincidence. Ha ha ha ha