Tanchun came up with an idea to set up a poetry club, which could make everyone gather and show their talents, which was the most elegant thing.

Baoyu was extremely happy when she heard her idea, so he suppressed his temper and started discussing carefully. Tanchunxian laughed and said, "Brother, you must follow me one thing. If you don't want to do it, then we don't need to do it anymore."

Baoyu hurriedly asked with a smile: "What's the matter? Tell me quickly, I will definitely follow you."

Seeing his anxious look, Tanchun couldn't help but giggle and said, "Okay, I'll tell you now. If we start a poetry club, Sister Bao, Sister Lin, and Miss Shi, we must invite them. You can invite anyone else if you want, but there is one person you must invite."

When Baoyu heard Tanchun say this, he couldn't help but feel strange and asked quickly: "Who is so important? Do you have to ask him?"

Tanchun said, "Jia Cong."

When Jia Baoyu heard Tanchun talk about the name Jia Cong, he immediately looked black and silent.

Tanchun felt angry when he saw his virtue, but Baoyu was the treasure of the west courtyard of Rongguo Mansion and the only man born. How could she afford to offend her? At the moment, she could only suppress her unhappiness and persuade her patiently:

"Good brother, listen to me. Now that brother Jia Cong is not as good as usual, even the emperor likes him, how can we afford to provoke him? Have you forgotten the last meal? You just didn't invite him, and the emperor could know that the table of imperial meals alone? Haven't you ever thought about it?"

Baoyu frowned and asked, "How does the emperor like him like him? What does it do to me? What do I think?"

Seeing Baoyu being so stupid, Tanchun was full of fire, but he had to continue to persuade him patiently: "You have never thought about how the emperor knew about such a small matter? Why did he do this? It was not just to make face for Jia Cong, but also to remind our Jia family not to underestimate the Jia Cong brothers. You don't know that the old lady was shocked for a long time. Even she is cautious in facing Jia Cong now, let alone you and me?"

Jia Baoyu was upset when he heard the appointment. Before he knew it, the whole mansion was full of jealousy. He immediately sneered: "Hehe, since the emperor likes him so much, why not take him to the palace? Our house is cleaner!"

Seeing Baoyu like this, Tanchun knew that he was anxious and did not dare to say it in depth immediately. He could only sigh and said, "Since you don't want to, brother, don't mention the affairs of our poetry club again, just pretend I have never said it. Besides, even if we invite others to join the club, they may not be able to join. What should we do if we offend this person at all?"

Jia Baoyu felt cold when he saw Tanchun, and he felt even more angry at the moment, but he really wanted to be lively with everyone. At that moment, he had to suppress his resentment and said, "Okay, I will rely on you. If you say you want to invite us, you can invite me. But there is one thing. If he comes seriously, he will not be given any preferential treatment. If he can't write poetry, he will be punished."

When Tanchun heard Jia Baoyu agree, he immediately smiled and said, "Okay, okay, this is a man. If he really wants to join the society, he will naturally be the same as us. He should reward and punish everyone equally."

Jia Baoyu had no choice but to glar at Tanchun, then smiled and said, "It's up to you, it's okay. Besides, as you said, he really may not come. I can't ruin our beautiful things just because of Jia Cong. I'm determined to do something that a piece of rat shit ruins a pot of soup."

When Tanchun saw him talking like this, he laughed and said nothing, the two immediately discussed the matter of the poetry club.

The two of them said that the sun was going westward, so they finally decided to come up with a rough idea. Baoyu was the first to go around and secretly passed the message. Tanchun knew that he would do this, but he just laughed it off, but he packed up and went to Changchun Garden to invite Jia Cong to the club.

As expected, as Tanchun said this, Jia Cong shook his head: "You guys are happy, I can't do anything to do, I won't embarrass you."

Tanchun begged several times again, and Jia Cong naturally knew that she was just a shameful person, and it was not that the poetry club lacked her, so she refused to agree, so Tanchun had to give up.

The two of them talked for a while. General Tanchun stood up and was about to leave, but saw Yingchun coming with Siqi.

When he saw that his second sister, who rarely went out to walk, Tanchun smiled and said, "Second sister, it turned out to be you. If I had known you would come, I might as well go and make an appointment with you first. Now I'm leaving but you are here."

Yingchun heard Tanchun say this, and then smiled softly, "I'm going to eat. I'm idle and have nothing to do, so I come to Cong'er to talk to you and relieve your boredom. Why are you here? I don't know."

Seeing Yingchun's whole body was gentle, it was extremely friendly and at first sight. Tanchun couldn't help but walk forward and grabbed her and smiled: "Second sister, this is not a fun thing I remember. Come to talk to Brother Cong to discuss having fun together. Who would have thought he would refuse to agree? Please help me persuade him."

Yingchun smiled and asked slowly, "But for the matter of that poetry club?"

Tanchun smiled and said, "That's right, my second sister knows it too, so I'll ask my second sister to help me persuade Cong'er and ask him to have fun with us?"

Yingchun laughed and said, "I advised him, I don't want to go. You know that I have never done anything, so I can't do anything, so I'm just going to be a joke. Your poems are better than me, so you can only go to Wan'er, don't include me and Cong'er."

Jia Cong felt extremely friendly as soon as Yingchun entered the door. He had long wanted to pounce on her arms and act coquettishly, so that Yingchun could touch his head, and then smiled and said that he had grown taller again. But Tanchun kept pestering her and couldn't let it go.

Seeing Tanchun finally letting go of her second sister, she hurriedly rushed over and leaned against her and said coquettishly: "What the second sister said is that we two really don't know how to write any poems. You can enjoy it no matter how you want to get together, but don't include us."

Yingchun saw Jia Cong jumping to him, rubbing around, just like a child, and couldn't help but hold him in his arms again. He wanted to reach out to touch his head but couldn't reach it. He had to pinch his cheek and smile, "Cong'er said it well, just don't count us two, we don't care about anything else."

It turned out that Yingchun was much older than Jia Cong. Although the two were half-brothers, they got along more closely than their biological siblings. Yingchun was gentle by nature and had a maternal temperament. She loved Jia Cong as much as her mother's youngest son since childhood. Jia Cong couldn't help but want to get close to her intimacy as soon as she saw her. Although he is a head taller than Yingchun, Yingchun is always the second sister who treats him very well and is like the gentlest and kindest mother in the world.
Chapter completed!