Chapter Twenty-Three: A Poem Commemorating the Completion of the Grand View Garden

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Chapter Twenty-Three: The Grand View Garden is Completed, Lin Daiyu Inscribes Fine Poems, and Returns to Yangzhou.
The next day, Baoyu awoke to find Xiren already awake. Seeing him, Xiren brought him tea. Qingwen, however, remained asleep in his arms. "Xiren, do you know what I dreamt about?"
Baoyu asked with a smile, taking the tea. "
What did you dream about, Second Master? You seemed so pleased with yourself?" "
Hehe, I dreamt of that fairy from last time, and Rong's wife from the East Mansion. We had a good time together."
"You, now your mind is full of such lewd things. If you could use even a tenth of that on your studies, that would be fine."
Their conversation woke Qingwen, who mumbled sleepily, "He's always wanting more than he has. He doesn't care about anything else. Now, seeing that Rong's wife is so beautiful, he's having impure thoughts again."
"Hmph, you little vixen, you're so good with your mouth. Who was crying and begging for mercy last night? Coincidentally, that fairy gave me some pointers last night, so why don't I let you have a taste first!"
With that, he pulled off all the coverings from Qingwen's body, revealing her exquisite figure.
"Oh! I was wrong! Second Master Bao, please forgive me! I won't dare to do it again!" Qingwen hurriedly covered her private parts with her hands. She hurriedly fled to the bed. But being a delicate young woman, she couldn't resist Baoyu's advances. In no time, her firm breasts and smooth, hairless private parts were completely under Baoyu's control. The sounds of a woman moaning and begging for mercy echoed from the room. Meanwhile, in
the Rong Mansion, Qin Shi had just woken up, feeling both languid and pleasured. The honey-like fluid flowing from her unclothed lower body had soaked a large section of the bedsheet. The scene from her dream last night was vivid in her mind; her lower body and anus still felt as slippery as if Baoyu's semen had been ejaculated. She shuddered involuntarily and quickly regained her composure.
Jia Rong had already gotten up early; the quilt was neatly folded, and the sheets were smoothed out. Only the stained white fur coat on the floor reminded one that the couple had slept in the same room last night. Qin Shi couldn't help but sigh. "Alas, my husband, if you were even a fraction of the Baoyu in my dreams, I would be content." She sighed
, lamenting her misfortune. Qin Shi rose, found a clean pair of fur trousers to change into, and carefully hid her soiled clothes and the wet sheets before calling for a maid to come in and help her dress. Baozhu came in to help Qin Shi. Qin Shi looked in the bronze mirror, letting Baozhu comb her long, flowing hair. She recalled her dream from the previous night, in which Baoyu had embraced her from behind, caressing her hair while thrusting his hot penis into her anus. The thought caused Qin Shi to feel a surge of heat in her lower body, her face flushing.
"Madam, you look so radiant today. You must have had a good rest last night,"
Baozhu said with a smile. She assumed it was because Jia Rong and Qin Shi had consummated their marriage the previous night, unaware of the true reason.
Qin's face flushed even more, and she spat, "You little hussy, you're already gossiping so early in the morning! Be careful, or I'll drag you off to be married off tomorrow!"
Baozhu, who knew Qin's temperament best, wasn't afraid and laughed instead, "Madam must be still asleep. It's not early anymore, it's already noon."
Qin's face flushed again, and she scolded in a coquettish voice, "Stop making such a fuss! Hurry up and help me wash up, I still have to go and pay my respects to Master and Madam."
Baozhu then stuck out her tongue and finished washing up for Qin, and that was the end of it.
Some time passed, and one day, Jia Zheng was playing chess in his study with his guests when Jia Zhen came to pay his respects, saying, "The construction in the garden is all completed, and Master has already inspected it. We are just waiting for Master's approval, and if there are any imperfections, we will make further modifications so that we can inscribe plaques and couplets." Jia Zheng listened and pondered for a moment. He said, "This plaque and couplet is a difficult task. Logically, we should ask the Imperial Concubine to inscribe them, but if she doesn't see the scenery in person, she probably won't dare to compose one. If we wait until she has visited before asking her, such a vast landscape with numerous pavilions and terraces will feel desolate and uninteresting without titles. Even with flowers, willows, mountains, and water, it will not be vibrant. It would be better if we composed some first, and then decide on a matter when the Imperial Concubine comes."
All the guests echoed his sentiments. Jia Zheng said, "Fortunately, the weather is warm today. Why don't we go for a stroll?" With that, Jia Zhen led him into the Grand View Garden.
Coincidentally, Bao Yu was playing in the garden with a group of servants, including Ming Yan and Chu Yao. Jia Zhen came over and said with a smile, "Brother Bao, are you having fun? Your master is coming in. You should leave for a moment, lest you be seen and suffer the consequences."
Bao Yu was so frightened that he ran out of the garden in a flash. Just then, Jia Zheng and his entourage arrived at the gate.
Jia Zheng had recently heard the tutor praise Bao Yu for his talent in composing couplets, noting that although Bao Yu disliked studying, he seemed to possess a peculiar talent. Seeing this opportunity, Jia Zheng ordered Bao Yu to come along. Bao Yu had no choice but to go, unaware of the reason. Surrounded by a group of people, Jia Zheng toured the area, stopping at beautiful scenery to compose couplets. The guests, knowing Jia Zheng intended to test Bao Yu, simply used clichéd and formulaic phrases. Bao Yu, showing his spirit, composed couplets that, while somewhat flamboyant, were nonetheless apt. Jia Zheng, though silent, was quite pleased. Details of the inscriptions are omitted.
After the tour, Jia Zheng ordered Bao Yu to leave, and Bao Yu bowed and retreated backwards. The servants who had been waiting outside immediately rushed over, praising Bao Yu's talent and saying that the master was pleased, all vying to offer rewards. Baoyu laughed, "Of course I should reward you; one string of cash each later." The servants said, "Don't try to fool us with that little bit of money; we have plenty."
Without waiting for Baoyu's reply, they removed all the fan pendants and sachet he was wearing.
Back in the room, he saw Daiyu and Xiren doing embroidery. Xiren, seeing Baoyu return, put down her work to help him change, but noticed that all his accessories were gone. She laughed, "Those shameless women took all those things again." Hearing this, Lin Daiyu came to check and, indeed, nothing was left. She said to Baoyu, "They gave them the sachet I gave you too? You won't be able to get anything from me tomorrow!"
With that, she stormed back to her room, grabbed the half-finished sachet Baoyu had asked her to make the other day, and angrily cut it in half with scissors.
Seeing her anger, Baoyu knew something was wrong and rushed over, but it was already cut in half. Baoyu had already seen the sachet; though unfinished, it was exquisitely crafted and had taken a great deal of effort. Seeing it cut without cause, he was quite angry. He quickly loosened his collar and took the purse Daiyu had given him from his red jacket, handing it to Daiyu and saying, "Look at this! When have I ever given your things away?" Seeing how precious it was, carrying it inside her clothes, Lin Daiyu knew he was afraid someone would take it. She regretted her rashness in cutting the sachet without knowing the reason, and felt both ashamed and angry, lowering her head in silence.
Baoyu said, "You don't need to cut it. I know you're just too lazy to give me anything. I'll return this purse, how about that?"
Saying this, he threw it into her arms and left. Seeing this, Daiyu became even angrier, her voice choked with sobs, and tears streamed down her face. She picked up the purse and began to cut it again. Seeing her like this, Baoyu quickly turned around and stopped her, laughing, "Good sister, forgive him!" Daiyu threw down the scissors, wiped her tears, and said, "You don't need to be nice to me one minute and mean the next. If you're angry, just let go. What's the point of this!"
Saying this, she angrily got onto the bed, facing inwards to wipe her tears. Unable to resist, Baoyu came up to her, calling her "sister" this and "sister" that, apologizing profusely.
But Daiyu continued to weep. Baoyu tentatively sat down next to Daiyu, but Daiyu was still angry and just turned her body away, ignoring Baoyu, but she didn't push him away. Baoyu felt that Daiyu's body was soft, and when he was close, a faint fragrance like orchids filled his nose and mouth. Her thin shoulders heaved up and down with her crying, which was really alluring.
Baoyu even forgot to comfort Daiyu for a moment, and just quietly put his nose close to Daiyu's hair, his eyes inhaling the refreshing fragrance.
Meanwhile, Daiyu, amidst her sobs, suddenly couldn't hear Baoyu's soft pleas for forgiveness. Confused about what he was doing, she stopped crying and turned her head away. Baoyu was still inhaling the fragrance of Daiyu's hair when, coincidentally, Daiyu turned back, and their lips met in a fleeting kiss.
Both were startled and momentarily stunned. Daiyu was inexperienced in matters of the heart, and Baoyu hadn't expected this scene. But Baoyu, now knowledgeable about love and romance, had already felt aroused by the scent of Daiyu's body. Now, feeling his lips touch her cherry lips, the smooth texture and the salty taste of tears sent a rush of heat to his head. His mind went blank, and he didn't care about anything else.
He immediately pulled Daiyu tightly into his arms and thrust his tongue into her mouth. Daiyu reacted, but her mouth was already sealed shut, and she could only manage weak whimpers. Her arms were also held tightly by Baoyu, preventing her from moving. Daiyu could only struggle to resist, twisting her body in his arms. Unexpectedly, this only caused her slightly protruding breasts to rub against Baoyu's chest. A tingling sensation spread from her nipples, making Daiyu even more embarrassed. Baoyu, assuming she was also experiencing arousal, kissed her even more passionately. His hands roamed up and down her thin back.
Just then, a cough came from outside the door, startling Daiyu so much that she suddenly pushed Baoyu away and hurriedly straightened her clothes. Xueyan pushed open the door and said, "Miss Lin, the old lady wants to see you. She says she has something to discuss."
After saying this, she glanced at Daiyu's blushing face, then at Baoyu standing dumbfounded to the side, and left the room with a half-smile.
Daiyu wished she could disappear into the ground. She glared fiercely at Baoyu, but he was still smiling at her. Daiyu lowered her head again, pretending to straighten herself to hide her embarrassment, wiping away the remaining tears on her face before leaving.
Daiyu arrived at Rongxi Hall and saw Grandmother Jia seated at the head of the table, with Lady Wang, Lady Xing, and Fengjie sitting below. They all seemed to be discussing something, but fell silent upon seeing Daiyu enter. Daiyu greeted them all, and Grandmother Jia pulled Daiyu into her arms, sighing, "My poor child..." and tears streamed down her face. Everyone present was also saddened. Daiyu didn't know why, but dared not ask. After crying for a while,
Grandmother Jia took out a letter and said, "Your father has sent a letter; he is seriously ill and wants you to return now to see him one last time."
She then hugged Daiyu and wept again. Daiyu, whose face was still wet with tears, sobbed even more upon hearing this. It took Lady Wang and the others quite some time to comfort the old woman and the young girl.
Afterwards, everyone discussed the matter and decided that Jia Lian should take more than ten reliable servants, along with all the necessary travel expenses, which would naturally be taken care of. After quickly choosing a date, Jia Lian and Lin Daiyu bid farewell to Grandmother Jia and the others, and, with their servants, boarded a boat to Yangzhou. Baoyu was reluctant to part, but unable to bear the bond between Lin Ruhai and Daiyu, he could only tearfully bid farewell to Daiyu. He watched the procession disappear into the distance before returning to his room alone, sighing repeatedly.
Xiren tried to persuade him gently every day, and she and Qingwen served him diligently every night, but to little avail. One day, Baoyu was sitting listlessly at the table. Seeing this, Xiren brought him a cup of tea and nudged him, saying, "Second Master, Miss Lin will be back soon. Your sighing here is useless. Why not take advantage of the nice weather today and go for a walk?"
Baoyu was reluctant to move, but he couldn't resist Xiren's kind words and got up to wander out.
Unwittingly, he ended up in Fengjie's courtyard. Fengjie was currently inside. Baoyu strolled inside, only to find a room full of old women and servants waiting for something. Not wanting to be too presumptuous, he sat down to the side, but after a while, finding it uninteresting, he excused himself from Fengjie and left.
Coincidentally, Yuanyang also came to see Fengjie, and the two bumped into each other at the door. Although it had been quite some time since Yuanyang had witnessed his intimate moment with Qingwen, both of them blushed upon seeing each other alone. Baoyu said, "Sister Yuanyang, are you here to see Sister Feng?"
"Yes, Second Master, are you here to see Second Mistress Lian too?"
"Oh, she's very busy. My presence here would only cause trouble. I was just about to go out for a stroll." After saying this, neither of them spoke. Yuanyang then lifted the curtain and went inside. Baoyu was left standing blankly at the door.
To find out what happens next, please read the next chapter.

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