The Red Mansions

Chapter 145 Celebrate the triumphant family banquet in Rongfu, see the golden hairpin Jia Heng feel

Chapter 145 Celebrate the Triumph of the Rong Mansion to Arrange a Family Banquet

In Honor Hall——

Jia Heng looked at Daiyu, he was more curious about this sister Lin.

Because "A Dream of Red Mansions" uses a method of only describing its charm, but not its shape, to describe Daiyu.

Even if Qingwen's appearance was used to set off Daiyu a little, it still couldn't completely reflect Daiyu's appearance.

Because the author has used a very clever technique. Since the words must be given sufficient room for imagination, it is not possible to describe the facial features in a specific way such as describing Sister Feng's "Danfeng eyes and willow eyebrows".

But you can't use words that are too floating in the clouds, such as flying like a frightened bird, graceful like a dragon, which will give people an unimaginable sense of reality. On the contrary, if one is not good, there will be three points of ridicule, three points of coldness, Four points of insouciance... the comical sense of a pie chart.

Therefore, eyebrows that seem to be frowning but not frowning, eyes that seem to be full of affection, seem to be happy but not happy, have two dimples of worry, and are sick all over the body, with little tears, and the disease is like Xizi... It seems that one more point is redundant, and one less point is redundant. Points are the feeling of incompleteness.

There is no detailed description of Daiyu's eye shape and face shape.

"Although Keqing has both the beauty of Chai and Dai, the real Chai and Dai..." Jia Heng's eyes moved slightly, and a pair of calm eyes fell on Daiyu's face.

Just at this time, Jia Mu, who was on the side, also smiled because of Sister Feng's joke, and introduced Daiyu, "This is your sister Lin, and her hometown is Gusu."

Baoyu's mouth was teased by Sister Feng, and she swallowed the words that came to her lips.

Jia Heng nodded, and looked at Daiyu who turned her head slightly, her bright eyes fluctuating with autumn water.

Daiyu is now wearing a white background with a large flower collar and printed pleated skirt, a white round-neck jacket, and a red pleated skirt with flowers sprinkled on it. She is wearing a small bun and her eyebrows are full. , holding a pink handkerchief in her hand, her complexion is white and greasy, the cheeks under Bu Yao's temples are white and rosy, and the petite earlobes seem to be equipped with earrings, reflecting crystal luster under the candlelight.

The little girl has shown the beauty of Qingli Yadai.

Daiyu was watched, her eyelashes drooped slightly, her cherry lips parted slightly, and she said, "Brother Heng."

A strange feeling flashed in my heart, which was mixed with shame and anger.

Because, the young man's eyes were too bright and sharp, she actually had a feeling of being... stripped and seen through.

If it wasn't for knowing that the young man has a good temperament and is awe-inspiring, at this moment Daiyu almost wants to say that he looks like a thief with scorching eyes.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "I have seen this sister Lin before."

Jiamu, Daiyu, Baoyu: "..."

"A few days ago, I saw it from a distance in front of the Chuihua Gate." Jia Heng glanced at Baoyu and said softly.

Daiyu deserves to be the head of the twelve beauties in Jinling, but although Qing has the beauty of both the beauties and beauties, she only captures one or two characteristics of the two, and both the beauties and beauties have the profound beauty that belongs to them alone.

On this side, Baoyu's face is like the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival, already white and red, looking at Jia Heng in shock, I don't know if he is worried about the young man saying, "There is a stone named Dai in the west, and my sister's eyebrows are frowned. It's not as good as frowning and frowning" and other shocking words.

Jia Heng's eyes lost their sharpness, and gradually turned warm, and said: "Sister Lin looks a little weaker."

Daiyu met the young man's gaze, but Yurong showed shyness or doubt, and said: "I was born weak and sick, and I have some symptoms of inadequacy."

"Then you have to take good care of yourself, and think less to nourish your mind..." Jia Heng said, seeming to explain: "Your father, Lin Yushi, is a senior in the examination room, and I have always admired him."

Sentimental people are mostly internal friction.

Daiyu replied: "Father is now on a tour in Yangzhou, so I'm glad to know that Uncle Heng admires him so much."

Jia Heng nodded and said nothing more.

Xindao, this response sounds normal, and it is not offensive, of course it may be because of unfamiliarity.

Lin Daiyu glanced at the young man in brocade clothes, frowned, and slightly avoided the young man's cold gaze.

As the third sister said this afternoon, the hidden sword in the eyes is awe-inspiring and difficult to attack, but...you don't think too much to keep your mind, but you are a caring person.

"This is your sister Yingchun." Mother Jia introduced again with a smile.

Jia Heng nodded at him and took a look at Yingchun.

It is worth mentioning that Jia Heng's gazing or sizing up, because the eyes are clear and firm, and the stop and stop are controlled just right, and they don't wander around, so they won't give people a sense of offense.

The so-called, short is cowardly, long is obscene.

These are all the awe-inspiring eyes cultivated in the frontier defense in the previous life.

Yingchun's skin is slightly plump, her figure is in the middle, her cheeks are full of pears, gentle and silent, at first glance, she looks a little cute.

"Sister Yingchun is good at playing chess?" Jia Heng asked.

Yuan Ying explores Xi, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Yingchun nodded, and said softly, "It's a little clearer."

"One way of chess is to think and then decide. I think Sister Yingchun is also a person who hides her inner beauty and hides her heart." Jia Heng smiled and praised.

People who focus too much on their inner world are either sentimental or indifferent to the outside world.

And Yingchun is obviously the latter, Shiqi was kicked out of the Grand View Garden, Yingchun remained indifferent, and then Shiqi not only caused his own dead game, but also responded to the master with his servant, Yingchun eventually became a dead game.

Golden boudoir flowers and willows, one set to go to yellow beams.

He was almost sold to Sun Shaozu by his biological father, and was tortured to death by Zhongshan wolf. What a tragic fate.

Of course, Yingchun is not the only one with tragic fate.

And the tragic fate of the golden hairpin in the Red Chamber is not the epitome of the Han Dynasty?

Yangzhou Ten Days, Jiading Three Massacres...

"The bones are like a mountain and the surname is forgotten. It is nothing more than the young master and the red makeup. Using the changing trajectory of the characters' fate to reflect the changes of the torrent of the times, this is the Dream of the Red Chamber." Jia Heng's eyes were in a trance, thinking.

Sister Feng smiled and said: "Old ancestor, look at Brother Heng, you can tell the character of these girls just by looking at them."

Neixiu hides his heart, is this the way scholars praise others, and he learned another auspicious saying, Ermu can be said to be Neixiu hides his heart.

Yingchun paused, listening to Neixiu's words, seemed to feel a trace of pity in the distant eyes of the young man opposite.

Her mind is also a bit complicated, she also knows more or less what happened in the mansion these days, this boy and her father... have no way to deal with each other.

Jia Heng nodded at Yingchun. At this moment, Mother Jia also looked at Tanchun who was on the side, and said with a smile, "Brother Heng, this is your third younger sister, Tanchun."

On this side, Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Tanchun who was on the side, and they met each other, and they met again.

And Jia Heng looked over at this time, and saw that Tanchun had slender shoulders and a thin waist, with a duck-egg face, his skin was not as white and crystal clear as pears, pears and snow plums, but his cheeks were rosy, and they flew obliquely under the sculpted eyebrows , a pair of bright eyes are as bright as the stars, looking forward to the sky, and the nose is like a jade beam, not the kind of small Qiong nose, the pink lips are plump, not thin lips, and I don’t know if the pink lips are painted with some kind of lipstick. Because of the rouge, it glowed lustrously under the candlelight.

"Ying Mei." A word flashed in Jia Heng's mind.

Tanchun Yingli blinked her big eyes, smiled lightly, and called out, "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng nodded, with gentle eyes, and said, "Sister Tanchun."

Tanchun: "..."

Gone?

Shouldn't there be something to say later?

With an unknown emotion, he pursed his pink lips and said, "Brother Heng, your Romance of the Three Kingdoms is so soul-stirringly written that the second master said it can be recited for generations."

As if infected by the girl's bright smile, Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said: "It's just a random doodle made while studying history, it's hard to get into the eyes of the Fang family."

Tan Chunying blinked his bright and bright eyes, and said with a bright smile: "Brother Heng is too modest, I also read the history of the Three Kingdoms, why can't I write it?"

Dai Yuyu paused for a moment, a pair of bright autumn eyes flashed, and she glanced at Tanchun thoughtfully.

I don’t know if I’m thinking, you also read the History of the Three Kingdoms?And then...you can take the opportunity to ask for advice.

Receiving calls is an exchange of information in itself. If you only receive but not send, it can easily become a unilateral flattery.

Jia Heng thought for a while, smiled, and said, "Sister Tanchun may be too focused on calligraphy at ordinary times. Whose calligraphy does my sister have now?"

Tanchun said softly: "Brother Heng knows Zhao Ziang's characters, right?"

Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said: "Why don't you know? There was a passage before, and his book style was charming and elegant. Speaking of it, it fits the charming and generous temperament of Sister Tanchun."

For this beautiful girl with sculpted eyebrows and handsome eyes, he really has a different impression from the people in Jia's mansion.

Even if Tanchun is a man, Jia's mansion will not collapse into the Hulala building, and the white land will be so clean.

Tanchun listened to the young man's words, his bright eyes moved slightly, but he weighed the four words of the young man in his heart, grand... Yingmei.

I was a little dazed for a while.

Jia Mu smiled and said, "Brother Heng, this is your sister Xichun."

Jia Heng looked at Xichun, Xichun was petite, her cheeks were pink, she was a little fat like a baby, her cherry mouth was slightly pouting, and the little girl was a little cold and arrogant, she called softly: "Master Heng."

Then there is no more words.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Sister Xichun."

This is Jia Zhen's younger sister, the girl Xichun who said something that hurt me.

After Sanchun had seen them all, Jia Heng turned to look at Jia Mu and said, "Old lady."

Jia Mu said with a smile: "Today is not only to welcome the wind and wash away the dust, but also to let you sisters meet and get close to each other. You can eat first."

Then he greeted the mandarin ducks, and said with a smile: "Baoyu, Daiyu, you can take some time with your brother Heng, and you sisters and sisters can also sit down."

As Jia Mu said, she just smiled and beckoned Baoyu and Daiyu to sit down.

As for Feng Wan, these married women only have the reason to serve Jia Mu on the sidelines, and never have the reason to accompany Jia Heng to eat. Moreover, sisters-in-law and younger uncles are prone to gossip about "asking uncle to drink this cup of residual wine from my slave family", and privately It's just a banquet, how can we eat together in public.

The main reason why Jia Heng met Baoyu and Daiyu was because he was young, he was of the same generation as Baoyu and Daiyu, he was also married, and he was the head of the clan.

For example, Jia Zheng and Mrs. Wang sat on the other side of the table, chatting and laughing with them, whether they were seated or not.

To put it bluntly, this is the harmonious reunion situation that Jia's mother gathered together with brothers and sisters. Looking back, it is called "Celebrating Kaixuan's family banquet at Rongfu, seeing the golden hairpin and Jiaheng... pity my heart.

(End of this chapter)