"Mother, that poem was written by Jia Lang!”
"My son is in his room and has already obtained the second half of the poem!”
"The first half of the song is about the delicate clouds playing tricks, the flying stars spreading hatred, and the silver river crossing the dark distance.”
"When the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will surpass countless people in the world.”
"The second half is!"
"Gentle as water, the wedding day is like a dream, I endure the magpie bridge and return home.”
"If the love between the two is long, how can it be day and night?”
……
"To be able to write such a poem and reach the peak of calligraphy, one will definitely have great achievements in the future!”
"Jia Lang himself doesn't have much attachment to the Jia family. If we forcefully snatch his maid this time, he will definitely hate the Jia family in the future!”
"So, son, you must not let your parents do this!”
Jia Zheng said.
Boom! Boom!
Jia Zheng's words were really like a bomb exploding. Everyone's minds suddenly exploded!!
What?
"No way, that half of the poem was actually written by Jia Lang?”
"Heavens, I didn't expect that our Jia family would have such a brother!”
"With such literary talent, Jia Lang might really be able to pass the scholar examination!!”
"If that's the case, Baoyu should cry to death!!”
"This Jia Lang's name will probably spread throughout Jinling!”
"I didn't expect the second half to be better than the first half. If the two of them were in love for a long time, how could they be in the morning and evening?”
"Sister Daiyu, Jia Lang's poems are much better than yours. You've met your match!!”
"How can my mortal poems compare to this wondrous object!!”
Lin Daiyu's eyes were misty, and she looked like a weak woman in Jiangnan. Her thin body made people's hearts ache!
……
Jia Baoyu, who was sitting next to Grandmother Jia!
Hearing his father say that the poem was actually written by Jia Lang, his mind was in a mess!!
It wasn't that Jia Baoyu didn't understand poetry!
Therefore!
Naturally, he could tell how good Jia Lang's poem was!
The first half!
It was a top-grade poem!
Now that the second half of the poem was out, especially the last two lines, it was simply a quatrain, a quatrain that had been passed down through the ages!!
Such literary talent!
Wasn't it a certainty that he would pass the scholar examination?？
For a moment!
Jia Baoyu was a little afraid.
If he lost and Jia Lang could really become a scholar, wouldn't his servant Xiren be given to Jia Lang as well?？
What should he do…!
What to do!
Jia Baoyu panicked. This Xiren was his favorite big girl!!
……
"Pa!"
In the next second!
With a crisp sound, the teacup in Grandmother Jia's hand suddenly fell to the ground, and the tea flew along with the broken porcelain!!
The sounds in Grandmother Jia's room suddenly fell silent!
"Humph!"
"He only knows how to compose a few poems. I don't know where he copied them from.”
"If his future is limitless, then our Baoyu will definitely soar!”
"Who does he think he is? He had literary talent, but why didn't he have a jade in his mouth when he was born?？”
"Our Baoyu has a precious jade in his mouth. This is the fate of the heavens!!
"Just him, a little bastard son, can he be compared to our Baoyu?？”
"Furthermore!"
"Before coming to the Jia Residence, this Jia Lang was just an ignorant and incompetent fellow. This time, his calligraphy and literary talent suddenly improved so much. I don't know what tricks he played!!
"No worries!"
"Wait until the day of the examination, then let him reveal his true colors, reveal his true colors…!!”
Grandmother Jia, who was sitting on the bed, said angrily!!
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