The Bookish Scholar of the Red Mansion

After coming out of Jia Min's place, Lin Daiyu took Ying Ge and Xue Yan back to the house. It was supposed to be a time for sleep and exhaustion, but Sister Lin had no intention of taking a rest immediately. Instead, she sat on a chair and started thinking.

Mother and daughter are connected, and she knows that Jia Min has left a test for herself.

Someone suddenly came into the house. My mother didn't say anything, but she would definitely ask her to pay attention to her actions in private.

Steward, steward. Those in charge are the servants of the family. Jia Min taught her several times, how could she not listen?

But what to do?

Lin Daiyu put her hands on the table and supported her chin, lost in thought. She subconsciously used someone's thinking movements and tapped her slender fingers on the armrest of the chair.

When she discovered this, she couldn't help laughing. Thinking of that figure far away in Yangzhou, bits and pieces of the past also came to mind.

My brother once said that there are only two ways to win people's hearts in the world. One is to make them heartless. This method is used by the dead men supported by high-ranking families.

The second is easier said than done. It means exchanging sincerity for sincerity. If you want others to treat you sincerely, you must first treat others sincerely.

Looking through the history books, other than these two methods, the other methods are quite clumsy and ugly.

Brother, can you exchange sincerity for sincerity?

Otherwise, this is just the beginning. Since you have retained someone, you must be willing to help him. Listening to his sister's question, Chen Heng replied at the time, If you are a subordinate, it is not enough to be sincere, but you must also give him A clear path forward. If you are a good friend, it will be more complicated...

But everything starts from the sincerity. Lin Daiyu thought about this in her mind, so she called the parrot in front of her, and chatted with him about home affairs with a smile.

This is the initial establishment of the two people's understanding of each other. After the small talk, the atmosphere changes. Lin Daiyu smiled and proposed the idea of ​​changing the name of the parrot. When the parrot heard it, he naturally had no objection.

Without going through this step, how could the parrot become a member of the Lin family?

Lin Daiyu turned her head and thought for a moment, then chose the word purple magpie, which happened to be paired with Xue Yan.

Sister Zique, from now on you will be a member of my house. Lin Daiyu held Zique's hand and said softly, I will get your body deed from my ancestors. From now on, I have to trouble my sister. take care of me.

Zi Que also didn't expect that the new mistress with such a strong temperament could actually teach such a gentle young lady. Not to mention, there are a few people in the Jia family who can talk to their servants like this. She hurriedly leaned over and saluted, Don't worry, young lady, Zi Que will do her best.

Lin Daiyu asked Zique again how much money she had in Jia's house, and said it was the same amount here.

It's not that Lin Daiyu can't come up with more money herself, this method was taught to her by Jia Min herself.

For new servants, no matter how much you like them, you can't do too much at once.

We must remember the principle of If you have merit, you will be promoted, if you make mistakes, you will be punished, and if you work hard, you will be rewarded.

Only step by step can a master-servant relationship be fulfilled. Nor will the new person come to climb on top of the old person and chill the heart of the old person.

It was also fate that Lin Daiyu liked Zique as soon as she saw her. She pulled Xue Yan over again and asked the two to discuss their age, thus establishing a friendship between them.

But for now, Zi Que must be allowed to obey Xue Yan's orders for the time being. Later, we will see which of the two of them is more powerful and make other arrangements.

After dealing with this matter, Lin Daiyu was also a little tired. Just as he was about to get up and go to bed, a small tabby cat suddenly appeared from the diagonal shadow, licking the corner of Daiyu's skirt and meowing.

Miss, do you still have a cat? Zi Que blinked, understanding his lady a little better.

Lin Daiyu smiled and bent down, picked up the little cat, and waved to Zique with a cat's paw, It's called Bajiao, and it's a birthday gift from my brother. Bajiao, this is Zique's sister. You must listen to her in the future. oh?

Brother? Zi Que wrote down another person's name in her mind. When she saw the little cat meowing at her, she boldly stretched out her hand to touch Bajiao's forehead.

After a little fun, Lin Daiyu finally couldn't bear it. Go to bed and rest under the care of snow geese and purple magpies.

On the second day, Sanchun from the mansion sent someone to invite her to drink tea. This was a gathering between cousins, so Lin Daiyu naturally would not refuse. He only took Zique, who was more familiar with Jia's family, to the banquet, leaving Xue Yan to guard his boudoir.

When she arrived at her cousins' residence, Lin Daiyu walked through the curtain and saw not only Sister Sanchun, but also Sister Baochai here.

Several people smiled and greeted each other, with a bit of reserve in their expressions. I don’t know if it was because my mother was so angry yesterday that she scared these relatives. Lin Daiyu saw it in her eyes, but her thoughts were very clear.

Jia Min has earned a reputation for her daughter that is not to be trifled with. As a junior, she should be more harmonious. People should not underestimate the Lin family's tutor. After thinking about it this way, Daiyu became more gentle and low-key when talking to them.

After a few relatives understood Daiyu's temper and knew that she was not a difficult person to get in touch with, the atmosphere gradually became more lively.

While everyone was talking and laughing, another person lifted the curtain and walked into the house.

What were you talking about just now? Before I even entered the room, I heard your laughter from afar.

Before the feet even stepped forward, the sound came in first.

Brother Bao.

Hearing just one hello after another, Lin Daiyu had no choice but to follow the crowd and call out cousin as a greeting.

When Jia Baoyu saw his two sisters here, his already good mood got even better. He was coaxed by Mrs. Jia last night, and he didn't take Jia Min's teachings to heart. I found a seat and sat down directly.

It is said that the sisters were sitting at a round table, and Sanchun surrounded Daiyu and Baochai in the middle. There were a lot of empty seats around, but this Baoyu chose the seat opposite the two girls, which made it difficult for people to judge.

Jia Baoyu himself didn't take it seriously, and just continued to ask with his sisters: What a coincidence, I didn't expect that my sisters are all here. What you just said, let me listen to the fun together.

I heard Sister Lin talking about Yangzhou. Yingchun, the oldest, pointed at Daiyu in the middle, We were talking about newspapers.

What kind of novelty is this? Listening to the name, it looks a bit like the newspaper on the master's desk. Jia Baoyu adjusted his robe and sat down, rubbing his hands unconsciously. The attacker who was following him quickly took the stove and handed it to Mr. Bao.

Second brother, don't you know. Tan Chun took over with a smile, I heard from Sister Lin that this thing is very popular in Jiangnan and other places. Sister Bao, is that true?

When Baochai saw this little sister taking the initiative to invite her into the conversation, she nodded with a smile, Before I came to Beijing, I heard that someone in Jinling City also wanted to run a newspaper. However, judging from the momentum, it is still not as loud as the Jing'an Daily in Yangzhou.

This year's draft is in July, and Baochai is still preparing to enter the palace. Although he was in Jia's house, he didn't dare to talk to Baoyu too much. A pair of eyes that only turned on the sisters, making people more and more aware of the reserved temperament of their ladies.

But she was soft-spoken and well-mannered. The slow tone made people feel uncomfortable. Jia Baoyu smiled and asked a few questions about the newspaper. Xue Baochai gave a brief summary and then left the topic to Lin Daiyu, a Yangzhou native.

Although Lin Daiyu knew the inside story, she was not willing to use her brother's name to show off. He only mentioned the deeds of Yangzhou students who set up literary societies and newspapers.

When Jia Baoyu heard that it was related to scholars again, his interest in inquiring was gone. But when I heard that The Legend of the Heroes of Shushan had also been published in the newspaper, I immediately said with joy: Is this book really written by Mr. Yuan He?

Daiyu didn't expect to hear this from the other party. She was very surprised and forgot to answer for a while.

Tanchun smiled when he saw it and said: Brother Bao likes Mr. Yuanhe's Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio the most. He thinks this book is miraculous. He has always felt that Shu Mountain was made up by someone else, unlike me. I prefer Shushan.

Sister, don't you also want to be a female swordsman?

You're the only one with a mouth. Tan Chun tapped Xichun's forehead with his expert hand. Yingchun and Baoyu turned around and asked Daiyu about the deeds of 'Mr. Yuanhe'.

This is a popular figure in Yangzhou in recent years, and he is no longer famous as a city. The anecdotes about Mr. Yuanhe have become unknown in the rumors passed down by word of mouth. Some people in the capital said he was an eminent monk, while others said he was a noble son in trouble.

There are various theories. Today I met half of Yangzhou people. Everyone was thinking a lot, and they were eager to find Sister Lin to verify the authenticity.

What Lin Daiyu heard was really interesting, and she could only tremble with laughter. She couldn't help but said: I didn't expect that Mr. Yuanhe's name is known even to people in the capital.

It's a pity that I heard that this gentleman has never been seen before. Until now, no one has even seen him. Baoyu shook his head with regret.

Maybe he's a poor scholar in his late teens. He's too embarrassed to show up, so he can't tell. Daiyu was the weirdest. She knew she was from a good family, but she boasted like Chen Heng.

That must be an otherworldly hermit who refuses to seek fame and fame. Baoyu shook his head firmly, To be able to write the story of Liaozhai, you must have seen the great rivers and experienced the warmth and warmth of the world. If you don't have first-class talent, , must not be able to write such a good article.

Unexpectedly, this cousin had such a high opinion of his elder brother. Lin Daiyu was happy in her eyes and couldn't help but nodded in agreement, I think so.

Baoyu saw that Sister Lin started talking more when she mentioned Mr. Yuanhe's name. She couldn't help but said happily: Good sister, is it possible that you also like Mr. Yuanhe?

There was nothing wrong with what he said, but Lin Daiyu's face turned red subconsciously, which surprised others. I don’t know if it’s because of Baoyu’s words of ‘good sister’, or because of something else.

Lin Daiyu finally suppressed her heartbeat and could only explain one sentence, If I insist on saying that I don't like a person like him who is famous all over the country, wouldn't it make outsiders think that I am too arrogant?

The girls smiled and nodded. The topic briefly stopped at the hermits of Yangzhou, and then turned to the customs and customs of Yangzhou and Jinling. None of them had any experience of leaving the country. It was rare for them to meet two distant visitors, so it was understandable to inquire more about outside affairs.

A few people chatted about the topic and came to the literary club of Yangzhou Academy. Yingchun and others are eager to learn and are very interested in the schedule of the literary society. They held Daiyu in question for a long time, but did not notice Baochai who was standing aside in the cold.

But Daiyu saw it and hurriedly used Baoqin's sister as an excuse to bring Baochai into the topic again.

What, this literary club can still allow women to join? The owner of this club is so generous. Tanchun, who has always been bold, was a little surprised when he heard this.

Others were also curious, and even Baochai asked about the other party's origin. Lin Daiyu had no choice but to sigh to herself that she had shot herself in the foot, so she had no choice but to say: This club owner is my brother. That's why I agreed that sister Baoqin and I would join the club under pseudonyms, and I also ask all sisters to keep my brother's confidentiality secret.

Sister Lin, do you have a brother? I have never heard that I have a cousin. Yingchun scratched her head. She remembered that her elders said that sister Lin only had one biological brother.

Lin Daiyu explained with a blushing face, He is not a blood relative to me, but he is barely half a disciple of my father.

Seeing my cousin, who had been so generous today, it was rare for her to show a coy attitude. Naturally, everyone wants to know their thoughts.

At this juncture, I couldn't even think about it. Lin Daiyu sighed in her heart and told her family how she got to know her brother. The many coincidences and ups and downs in the process really amaze the onlookers.

I didn't expect that Sister Lin would have such an outstanding brother. Baochai didn't know what to think of, but when he heard the end of the words, he couldn't help but say the last sentence.

Others couldn't help but clapped their hands and said: This brother of the Chen family got the first place in the government examination at a young age, and he was able to go out of the city to preside over disaster relief during a crisis. It's really admirable, but I also want someone like this. Brothers.

Tan Chun rolled his eyes and suddenly said: Sister Lin, your literary society is called Jing'an Literary Society, so what does Jing'an Daily have to do with you?

Her mind was active, and she discovered something fishy. She stared straight at Daiyu, with the momentum of breaking the casserole and asking the truth.

Only then did everyone realize the connection between the two, and all looked at Lin Daiyu. The latter had no choice. If he tried to explain it at this moment, it would mean that there was no three hundred taels of silver here, so he had to confess: Jing'an Newspaper was indeed founded by my brother. But I don't know the inside story.

Okay, Sister Lin, let me tell you why you laughed so happily when we were talking about the newspaper! It turns out that the real Bodhisattva was watching the fake monks chanting sutras and took a fancy to our fun. Tanchun laughed and pretended to go. Walk beside Daiyu.

When Baochai heard the news, he just raised his eyebrows. She is used to seeing the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and she is very skilled in cultivating her Qi. There are very few things in the world that can shock her. I just heard that sister Baoqin and her family were living well in Yangzhou, and I was very happy for Baoqin and Xue Biao.

They said they were happy, but someone in the house was unhappy. When Baoyu heard them praise each other, he already had thoughts in his mind. He is not a brainless person. At first he just felt sour when listening to it. But when Sister Lin said my brother, he was really excited for no reason, and he was very delicious.

He didn't say why, but he always felt that there was a figure appearing behind the fairy sister, smiling meaningfully at him. He immediately said in annoyance: You are mine, you are just an insignificant person. Can you still call me brother, brother?

Sister Lin was really dumbfounded by such a tantrum. The other cousins ​​took it for granted and just changed the subject to coax Jia Baoyu. This trick used to work well, but for some reason it didn't work today.

Tanchun suddenly noticed something, pulled Xichun who was talking, gave Yingchun another wink, and pursed his lips towards Daiyu. Everyone's voices gradually became lowered, and even Baochai saw Daiyu's cold expression.

That makes no sense... Lin Daiyu sneered, trying to imitate Jia Min yesterday and show her cousin how powerful she was.

Zi Que suddenly came up to the side, smiled and held his young lady's hand.

Miss, when I came here, my wife said that she had stewed bird's nests for you and asked me to remind you not to forget to go back and drink it.

Knowing that Zi Que was thinking about herself, Lin Daiyu suppressed her anger and said reluctantly, Is it time now? Okay, sisters, I'll take my leave now. We have a long time to come, let's get together next time.

Lin Daiyu waved her hand and met with several sisters again. No one dared to keep him, so they quickly got up and sent him out.

The master and servant had just walked on the verandah for a while. Lin Daiyu suddenly stopped and let out a long breath.

Seeing that the young lady's face gradually turned warm, Zi Que quickly comforted her and said, Miss, he is a demon king in the house. You don't have to take it to heart. If you really want to make a fuss, it happened yesterday and today. Those who don't know, thought we were here. I’m here to be a bad guest in my house.”

I know. Lin Daiyu nodded, and it was because Jia Min had already scolded her cousin once that she was persuaded by Zi Que today.

She turned her head and looked at the courtyard outside the fence. The few touches of greenery that suddenly bloomed were hidden in unknown corners. Spring in the north comes later than in the south.

I don’t know, how are my father and brother? Lin Daiyu, who was feeling a little unhappy, said to Zique: Sister Zique, when we go back, I will take you to visit Yangzhou City.

She did feel a little homesick.

Okay, all servants listen to Miss. Zi Que stepped forward to tighten Miss' cloak and said with concern, The wind is getting strong, Miss, let's go back to the house, be careful not to catch a cold.

Um.

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It is said that there are many stories in small towns, but after Sister Lin left, there were also many stories that happened in Yangzhou.

I don’t know what happened that day, but Lin Ruhai, who was very busy, suddenly came to the dock with officials from the government office. A group of people wearing official robes stood on the left, and opposite them were scholars from major academies in the city.

Two unrelated groups of people gathered at the dock, looking like they were waiting for some big shot.

The dock at this moment is, as usual, under martial law by the police. Chen Heng mingled in the crowd, occasionally looking at Lin Ruhai, who was leading the way. From time to time, I look at Jia Yucun, who has been promoted to the position of Salt Patrol Censor. His sullen face still makes people look happy.

Beside them, Jiang Yuanbai and Qian Dayou were holding the exercise booklet issued by Chen Heng and taking advantage of all their free time to study.

Anyway, the big shots haven't arrived yet, so Xu Jinhou won't blame them if they make some small moves.

Xue Zhu didn't seem to have slept well last night. He was very tired and would open his mouth to breathe from time to time.

Everyone was waiting boredly, and suddenly there was a shout of The ship is coming. Chen Heng looked towards the river and saw two official ships approaching slowly.

I thought of the title well, hahahahahahaha.