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Chapter 677: How much sorrow can you have?

The spring breeze in the capital was blowing, and the frost passed last night.

At the beginning of February, the spring green is in the Grand View Garden. The willows on the lake embankment are green, and the sound of flutes in the Concaociaojing Pavilion is long.

In the early morning, the air was still in the coldness of the night. In Yihong Courtyard, Jia Baoyu was sitting in front of the mirror, and Jin Chuan'er served him to wash his face and comb his hair. The plump charming man held his clothes aside.

Baoyu looked at the Western clock in the house and was a little anxious. He was about to go out later.

Lie Jinchuan'er stood behind Baoyu and carefully combed her hair with a comb. She grew older, her figure was wide open, and her chest was full under her thin jacket. A girl with a big face. Speaking of taking care of people, she once worked in Mrs. Wang's house, and her level was no worse than Xiren. Of course, her appearance was not as good as her friend, Xiren, who looked like a glaze or orchid.

Jin Chuan'er chuckled and said, "Second Master, I got the honor of the imperial concubine a few days ago. The big happy event was just yesterday. I cried and laughed. Is it better now? I went out in a hurry, Mingyan, Li Gui was waiting? Don't you tell the master, the wife?"

Jia Baoyu has a big round face, jade-faced and starry eyes, and her beautiful complexion is amazing. As the saying goes, his face is like the Mid-Autumn Festival moon, and his color is like the flowers in the spring morning. He smiled and said, "The master is busy going to court to sit in the yamen every day. What should I say? Where is the wife, let's talk about it when I get back with friends.

If you want to say that Huan Lao San did all the bad things, the access control department did a good job, and you could go out with your ID card with your ID card, so as not to be overly nagging."

"Puff..."

The maids in the room, such as Jin Chuaner, Meiren, Qianxue, Musk Moon, Qiuwen, and Bihen, all laughed: Why is the Third Master doing all the bad things?

For a moment, there was a wind chime ringing in the house. This is what the young master of the Jia family should have!

Baoyu smiled and shook his head, and ordered, "Let Liu Wuer bring the poem I wrote yesterday and I will take it out for Qin Jingqing and Qi Guan to read it."

Earlier, the incident of Baoyu's attack on the people in Xiaoxiang Pavilion caused a lot of controversy, and Liu Wuer was so scared that he was sick and did not dare to work in Yihong Courtyard. However, with Baoyu's status in the Jia Mansion and his water-melting skills on girls, he still wanted Liu Wuer to get close to him in the house.

Qianxue had a slim figure and beautiful appearance. She wore an emerald green dress and went out with a smile. After a moment, Liu Wuer came in.

The 18-year-old girl has always had weak diseases. Although she is the daughter of a chef, she is like Ping, Xi, Zi, and Yuanyuan. Her appearance looks similar to Qingwen. Of course, she is not as inferior to Qingwen. Qingwen's appearance is ranked first among the Golden Chai and the sub-book of the Red Chamber, which is not easy to compare.

As the saying goes, how much sorrow can you have, it is like two single dogs. From the resources of the pretty maids in Baoyu's room, we can see how prosperous the Jia family is now.

Liu Wuer was always weak and handed the manuscript of the poem in her hand to Baoyu and said in a delicate voice: "Second Master, I'll take it for you."

"Yeah." Baoyu responded. At this time, his hair had been combed, and he stood up to change his clothes. Jin Chuan'er served the charming people.

Big Face Bao asked Liu Wuer considerately, "The weather is cold, you are weak, don't eat cold food. If you have any unpleasant things, tell me, don't be stuck in your heart and get sick. I asked my third sister yesterday, your mother's evaluation last month was middle and lower, and she won't be kicked out of the garden, just fine some money, don't worry."

Liu Wuer, who was chatting (flirting), responded one by one, with a delicate red face and a gratitude look on her face, and she was satisfied with her big face. Then she read his poems.

Events on the winter night: The soul of the plum blossoms has been in the third round, and the brocade and the quilt have not yet finished sleeping. The pine shadows are all in the courtyard, and the pear blossoms are everywhere and the orioles are not heard. The female slave’s green sleeves are cold in poetry, and the young master’s golden sable wine is light. But she likes the servant to try tea and sweep the fresh snow and cook it in time.

In the 13th year of Yongzhi, the Grand View Garden was first completed. He wrote two poems to describe his life in the Grand View Garden, which is about the spring night and about the summer night (see the original text for details, see the original book of the Red Mansion, here is not water). However, there was a change in the mansion and Lin Meimei was in a relationship. In the past three years, he wrote a poem about the autumn night. Until now, he got the first prize of the Yuan Concubine on the Lantern Festival and suppressed the third one on the ring, which made him write this poem.

Baoyu was well dressed. He wore two-color gold butterflies and big red arrow sleeves. He had a slender figure and elegant charm. He tied a piece of beautiful jade with five-color silk ribbons on his neck. He was a very outstanding young master. He was sixteen years old at that time.

Baoyu took the poem with him and said, "Jin Chuan'er, I'm leaving now. Wu'er returned the script of "The Legend of the White Snake" on my desk to Sister Yun. Today, he performed this scene in Mantingfang in the east of the city." He received the script of the play last night, and he cried and laughed. He sighed in the world, and the joys and sorrows and separations.

All the copywriting matters in Yihong Courtyard are responsible for Liu Wuer. He studied with Huan Lao San. The maids in Jia Huan's house are all literate. Taking it seriously, they are an alternative literary and elegant style, and he is very envious.

Liu Wuer said: "Yes."





The capital city is divided into three large areas: imperial city, inner city and outer city. It expands outward with a concentric circle. According to the data of the Ministry of Revenue in the 11th year of Yongzhi, the permanent population of the capital was about 3 million. Among this prosperous giant city in the world, put aside the greatest weight of the power field, there are also different customs and customs.

Eat, drink, entertainment, goods from all over the world, and rare treasures from all over the world. The imperial capital is full of charm and atmosphere.

From the east gate of the inner city and traveling six or seven miles east, you will be famous and well-known and rich in culture and located on both sides of the North Lake.

Half a mile south is Nanhu. Various exquisite buildings are built along the west bank of the lake, with pavilions and pavilions hidden in the lake forest. For example, the famous Zhaixing Tower (auction house) and Danyunxuan (club).

Man Tingfang is located on Xinfeng Street, a few dozen meters away from Zhaixing Tower. It is a two-mile long street with two rows of shops. It is full of tall buildings and various shops gather. It is extremely prosperous. It is all bluestone roads. It is clean and tidy.

In the capital area, when it comes to the outer city, although there are densely populated people, there are many exquisite and tall buildings in various types, which are far from urban-rural fringe areas.

But Xinfeng Street in the east of the outer city is an exception. Restaurants (Scholar's Food Mansion), teahouses, theaters, rice shops, silver shops, medicine shops, iron shops, porcelain, silk, book shops, fruit shops, coal shops, north and south goods, etc., are all there. On the east of the outer city, there are twelve points of popularity and wealth. Guests come like clouds, and gold and silver flow.

All are the industries of Jia Mansion.

To put it more specifically, one share is occupied by the Jia family, Jia Huan holds four shares, the Xianheng Trading Company of Wendao Academy accounts for two shares, the Wang family, the wealthy businessman of the micro-business, and half of the shares, and the big family here and the gentry account for half.

Similar to the operation of Wanda Plaza.





Jia Baoyu took eight long followers and took a carriage to the outer city, checked the tickets at the entrance of Mantingfang, south of Xinfeng Street, and entered the theater.

Mantingfang is the largest theater in Beijing, with the highest priority. The environment is elegant. It is not like the row-row seating pattern of modern theaters, but the front seats are separated by screens. There are several steps. Below and behind, there are rows of seats. The second floor is a private room, which can be used for female members to watch.

"Baoyu, here..."

Jia Baoyu had just walked to the front row and was looking for a seat along the ticket number. In the elegant seat No. 3, about half a meter high, Qin Zhong shouted and called Baoyu in.

"How? Did it ever start?"

"It's still early. I'm waiting."

"Where is Boss Jiang?"

"Look at his apprentices in the backstage."

Qi Guan Jiang Yuhan is a famous character in the capital. He is good at dressing up as a young man. He dressed up as a woman. He was originally raised in Prince Shun's mansion, like a canary. Now that Prince Shun has been sentenced to death, he has escaped.

Because of the rise of the Centre-Central Beijing Theater, Jiang Yuhan no longer held her home in the powerful, but instead sang operas in various gardens. She was very famous and respectfully called her boss. The Jia family was born in Suzhou and several of them were his apprentices.

To put it simply, Qi Guan is now a popular star in the Liyuan business. Then, he will encounter any problems that any star he encounters, including the children of the four young masters in Beijing and the powerful Jia family, Jia Qiang helped him solve them.

Jia Qiang's wife Ling Guan, Fang Guan and others are good sisters.





In Man Tingfang's backstage, all the girls and makeup artists were preparing. Costumes and props were everywhere.

Nowadays, if you want to become famous or famous, you have to be on stage in Mantingfang and get recognition.

The headmaster Lao Jia waited at the backstage door to see if there were any problems to be dealt with. Qi Guan was talking to the girls such as Fang Guan, Civilian Guan, Rui Guan, etc. about the precautions before going on stage. "I have been queuing so many times, please let go and sing. Master Huan San’s book will definitely be wonderful."

Six or seven girls including Fangguan, Civilian, Ruiguan nodded.

These people are the best. They are smart, smart, upright, delicate and graceful, round buttocks and jade legs. The best voice.

Old Jia was watching, but he was photographed, but he was a broker who was in contact with the head of the powerful mansion and said with a smile: "Why did Mr. Wei come back if he doesn't go to the front to watch the show?"

Mr. Wei is a chubby man, about twenty years old, and his eyes swept across Fangguan, then took them back, and smiled in an unknown way: "Old Jia, a master paid 200 taels of silver, please ask Fangguan to come and meet the guests."

Lao Jia's face changed slightly.
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