Chapter 196

Was not the Great Great Great Qian on the surface.

But actually secretly alluded to the Jia family and herself.

She was full of feelings for the Jia family, but she knew better than anyone that she was trapped in such a filthy Jia family.

In the end, it would only be destruction.

From an emotional perspective.

She was influenced by morality and married into the Jia family, unwilling to leave.

But to progress, for the sake of her son, she wanted to leave, but she knew that she and her son were destined not to be able to leave.

This poem reminded Jia Hui of Cao Cao Cao Xueqin himself.

Loving life and having a sense of fantasy, entering the world and leaving the world, this was Cao Cao Cao Xueqin's contradiction in exploring life.

Cao Cao Cao Xueqin was not a pessimist; he did not truly believe that everything in the world was empty, nor did he truly see through the red dust; otherwise, he would not have shed such bitter tears for the sorrow of the world, and would not have been so persistent in his feelings for real life.

This Li Wan was the same.

Jia Hui could see the "passion" at this moment.

Jia Hui was very surprised in his heart!

Could it be.

That Li Wan had already seen that the Jia family was finished?

Hmm... but it seems the Ningguo Prefecture had indeed finished.

Now everyone saw it.

Only the Rongguo Prefecture was left.

So saying the Jia family was half finished.

Was not an exaggeration.

Just look at the line "Is there such a thing as returning-to-life incense in the world" later.

"Returning-to-Life Incense" was a story written by the talented woman Lü Yi.

Legend has it that returning-to-life incense had the miraculous effect of bringing the dead back to life.

When the song ends, people disperse, and the flowers fall, can they still come back? Obviously impossible!

The Ningguo Prefecture had already perished.

The Rongguo Prefecture was also half-dead.

Jia Zheng's brothers, Jia Jia Jia Lian, Jia Jia Jia Baoyu, and others were all useless.

Could the family that had already perished be resurrected? Also impossible, so "Is there such a thing in the world."

Finally, "Unless I play to the bright palace and ask the Green Old Man," Tongming was the palace of the Jade Emperor in legend.

One of the Song poems: "The attendant officials stand Love Love Like cranes in the Tongming Hall, a red cloud holds the Jade Emperor."

And Weng was an honorific, combined with the previous text, here it referred to the Jade Emperor, the heavens; is there such a thing as returning-to-life incense in the world, unless she, Li Wan, submitted a memorial to ask the Jade Emperor why it was Love Love Like this.

Why flowers would fall.

Why life would have gathering and parting, and why the Jia family would decline and perish.

Jia Hui looked at Li Wan, who no longer dared to look at him, and said faintly: "Why is it always painful? You can't really go and ask the Jade Emperor, the heavens, therefore, you are destined not to get an answer; life is Love Love Like falling flowers, no matter how sad and sorrowful, once it's gone, it's gone, and it cannot be recovered."

"Sister-in-law Zhu is truly enlightened, sensible in handling affairs, yet detached from the world."

"I just don't know when this poem was written?"

"Written last night with feeling."

Li Wan said softly.

Jia Hui thought to himself, "Sure enough!"

It was precisely because the Ningguo Prefecture suddenly collapsed.

That she completely saw through many things!

At this moment, Jia Hui and Li Wan formed a tacit understanding.

Neither side spoke of the true feelings of this poem.

"Brother Hui, Sister-in-law Zhu's poem is truly excellent. Do you think this poem is at a level that could be published?"

Hearing Hearing Tanchun asked.

Li Wan also looked at Jia Hui.

After pondering for two or three seconds, Jia Hui said fairly: "If the work is described according to the nine ranks of the officialdom, I give this poem the third rank."

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Is this poem written well?

That is naturally very good.

The work is graceful and implicit, so vivid, and yet so difficult to reach.

But he also knew.

In China's five thousand years, there are definitely not a few works more excellent than this!

Any poem Love Love Like "Bring in the Wine" could suppress this poem.

"Passed down through the ages, contemporary masterpieces are at the first rank... This poem belongs to the first class in the contemporary era, but it is not top-notch, and it has not yet reached the level of being passed down through the ages. Therefore, the third rank!"

"The third rank, this is already a very high evaluation!"

Li Wan said happily.

She already knew at this moment that the man in front of her understood her.

He was the only person in the entire Jia family who understood her best!

And being able to have a first-class contemporary evaluation was already very high and remarkable.

How many so-called talented people could it suppress?

Not many court officials could write such a work.

It's just that compared to the level of Li Bai, Du Fu, and others, it is still far behind.

After all, Li and Du only appeared a few times in thousands of years.

What made her most happy was that Jia Hui finally judged: "This poem is not inferior to Li Li Li Shangyin's work of the same name, Falling Flowers."

Li Li Li Shangyin was a great poet.

"I have included this work, and after it is published, the first payment will be sent to Sister-in-law Zhu. As for the specific amount, I have to think about it."

Jia Hui smiled.

"Mm."

Li Wan agreed with a light and three-point excited voice.

Having payment was of course good, but she was already very happy just to be able to be published.

She had the background of a scholarly family and a delicate and intelligent heart, but she had always been in a suppressed state and had not been released; after her husband died early, she remained a widow in her youth, so she could not show her face or do as she pleased.

Longing for the colors of youth, her lively heart was imprisoned in luxury and bound by rules and integrity, only appearing Love Love Like a flash in the pan when she was careless, revealing her true feelings, just Love Love Like this poem.

Now that Jia Hui had established a newspaper.

She only needed to submit, not show her face.

Which stirred Li Wan's poetic heart.

Love Love Like cheering and jumping.

"I will look at other works carefully later, as long as they have one-fifth of the level of this poem, they will be published!"

"Sister-in-law Zhu can create more poems in the future, so that I and the world can see them."

Subsequently, Jia Hui looked at Li Wan and said with a soft smile; Li Wan met his gaze, which was full of insight and aggression, her heart trembled, her face remained calm, and she agreed excitedly.

"Mm! I will!" Nine.

【204】 Hearing Hearing Tanchun disappointed, Jia Jia Yingchun satisfied! Li Wan seeks learning! Jia Hui exposes the unbearable state of the Jia family school

"Brother Hui, then take a quick look at mine."

Seeing that Li Wan's poem was chosen and evaluated so highly.