Monopolize the little widow

One after another, the carriages came to the Prime Minister's Mansion and stopped, and the invited young ladies and young masters dressed themselves beautifully and luxuriously.Those who came were all the concubines of the mansion, and of course some were the concubines and daughters who were favored by the master.

"Sister Yao, we sisters haven't seen each other for a long time." A woman was wearing a water blue embroidered skirt with dark green nine sparrow jade beads around her neck. A lady with hair on the sideburns.

Huangfujia, the most favored young lady in the General Huangfu's mansion, has a beautiful appearance and a haughty personality. There is such a disgusting thing.

No one cares about the death of the beggar, after all, she is the general's young lady.Huangfu Jia enthusiastically walked towards another woman in the prime minister's mansion.The woman was wearing a Yunxian wide-sleeved dress made by the first embroiderer in Yunzhou. Her skin was like jade, her eyebrows were like a distant daisy, her lips were cherry red, and she had a pair of eyes that fascinated all beings. People can't take their eyes off.

Bu Jinyao, the most proud woman in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the most talented woman in the capital, the number one beauty on the list of beauties, has read a lot of books at a young age, and is easy-going. If the emperor is not middle-aged, Bu Jinyao would be the queen.However, Bu Jinyao has never made an engagement, and no one dares to propose marriage. The prime minister's mansion is probably thinking...

"Jia'er, long time no see, I miss you very much." The two are good friends. General Huangfu's mansion and prime minister's mansion are similar, and the two families intend to befriend each other. Bu Jinyao and Huangfu Jia have known each other since childhood. They became good friends.

"If Elder Sister Yao misses me, then go to the General's Mansion to see me. Tell you about me, my eldest brother is here too, and he's talking to Uncle Bu in the front hall." The Prime Minister's Mansion invited not only Miss Shuang'er, but There are also young and talented young masters from various prefectures.

Every year, the Prime Minister's Mansion holds a poetry banquet. On the surface, it is to examine the talents of the young ladies, sons and young masters. The emperor does not interfere, but also encourages them.Some young men with clean morals don't like to spend time and drink, but like to dance and write, and they don't know many women.Although the marriage is arranged by the parents, the parents also hope that their children will find someone they like. Otherwise, if they marry someone their son doesn't like, they will still be a couple of enemies when they get married. Then there will be no peace in the house.

Those who can be invited by the Prime Minister's Mansion are all the children of the families of imperial nobles and ministers. If they can go to the annual poetry banquet, even if the children of each family don't want to go, they will be dragged and dragged by their families to the Prime Minister's Mansion to participate in the poetry banquet.

"Sister Yao looks really good today, the prettiest of all the young ladies."

"As long as you have a sweet mouth, the ladies of each mansion have their own talents, how can they only look at the skin. Today there are some young ladies from the upstart family, so don't say that when the time comes."

"Yes, yes, it's fine if I don't say it, it's fine if I say it in my heart."

Bu Jinyao lightly scratched the naughty Huangfu Jia's nose: "You."

"Sister Yao invited Master Yichen this time?"

Bu Jinyao's mind turned, and she couldn't help showing a smirk, teasing Huangfu Jia, and said, "Why did Jiaer ask about Young Master Su?"

Huangfu Jia's face turned red instantly, "I... I'm just curious, so I'll ask. I heard that he's busy studying recently, so I wonder if he will come."

Bu Jinyao knocked on Huangfu Jia's head, covered her mouth and snickered: "Of course he will come. The Su family is a scholarly family, and his father is my grandfather's favorite student. If he doesn't come, he will be carried by Uncle Su."

"Really?"

Bu Jinyao nodded.

Su Yichen, the son of the Minister of Rites, is a well-known talent in the capital, and he is the most favored person in the imperial examination this year. Unfortunately, the emperor has his own thoughts.Su Yichen has a handsome appearance, gentle and elegant, and his smile can make people feel like a spring breeze. Huangfule likes his gentle temperament.

Misses from various families were invited to come one after another, and those who knew each other went up to talk about the world. The most common topics for women were two, complimenting each other for their good looks and discussing which young master was handsome and talented.

"Will the two from Prince Ping's Mansion also come this time?"

"I heard that King Ping couldn't come because of something. It was his younger siblings who came. King Ping dotes on them very much."

The first lady asked: "One of them is Shuang'er, and the other is Miss. My father said that King Ping loves and favors that Shuang'er the most, so let me pay attention to my words and deeds." Don't hurt him with your words, the last sentence the lady didn't say , the ladies on the side understood.

The ladies huddled together and chatted, and the twins sat in a group in a well-behaved manner and also chatted.At this time, a group of servants in clean and restrained clothes escorted the four of them to the courtyard.Three twins, one lady, one of the twins looks exactly like that lady!

Today, Song Lingling and Song Ruirui are clean and gorgeous, their skin is white and tender, their black hair flows down like drizzle, their shoulders are slender and their waists are slender, their eyebrows are like ink paintings.The two of them didn't put any makeup on their faces, just standing there, their looks were unmatched by any of them.If they grow up and Bu Jinyao is a fairy, then they are a goddess and a son of God.

The other two, one is pretty but not outstanding, but the more you look at it, the more attractive it is, the other... so fat!The people behind only looked at Rarity and Xiao Ling'er, not those two.

Bu Jinyao saw them, and went up to receive them politely: "My name is Bu Jinyao, I'm very glad that you can come to the poetry banquet."

Song Ling'er smiled without smiling, and politely replied: "Miss Bu is well, you don't need to worry about us, we are just children, just find a place to sit on the ground."

"Look at me, you must be tired after riding all the way in the carriage, this way please."

Bu Jinyao found a seat for them, Xiao Ling'er hurriedly pulled Ruarui to sit down, and then went to take care of Ye Zhulu, who was attending a banquet for the first time, holding his hands tightly, a little nervous.Rarity covered Ye Zhulv's hand: "Brother, don't be nervous, everything is up to us."

The suddenly mature Rarity makes Xiao Linger chuckle, you are also nervous.

"Don't worry, no one will come to talk to my brother-in-law. They are also looking for us. You see, the second brother dressed us so eye-catchingly, isn't it just to block people from my brother-in-law? In their eyes, we are the only ones who can't see my brother-in-law. . Are you hungry?"

Duoduo rubbed his belly, embarrassed: "Some."

There is a food area in the huge courtyard, all of which are exquisite and beautiful pastries, and no one really went to eat them. The guard A Sili chose a few favorites of the little master and presented them back.

None of their actions caught people's attention, and there are many princes in the capital, but there are very few children in the palace, and there are actually two in Prince Ping's family.Because they are children, no one dares to laugh at them. It is not surprising that children eat whatever they like.

When Ye Zhulu went out, Song Baiqian told him not to eat sweets, so Ye Zhulv obediently refused to eat anything.Duoduo secretly ate a piece and stopped eating. After all, so many people stared at him, he didn't dare to eat it.As for Xiao Linger and Rarity, don't tell them anything that is out of style, they are only nine years old, and they are only children.

The banquet started, and the young masters were all young and talented. Some painted, some wrote poems, and some wrote lyrics, but there were no children to play with.The courtyard is full of flowers, beautiful branches, and occasional laughter.Xiao Ling'er was bored lying on the stone table, she really wanted to go home and practice marksmanship, she went to the mountain with Su Ru'an, the young master of the Su family, to shoot a wild boar back yesterday, it was so exciting, I wanted to go today, but it's a pity that I couldn't. .

"Sister, what are you talking about, I don't understand."

Xiao Ling'er looked at it, listened a little, patted Rarity's head, "You are still young, what they said is not something we can understand, you will understand when you grow up."

Ye Zhulu understood, so she blushed, "Why don't we go for a walk."

"Right on my mind."

The four of them left, and those who paid close attention to them quietly followed behind them. With Ah Si around, those people did not dare to approach.

"Brother, what were those people talking about just now?" Rarity asked without understanding.

Ye Zhulu whispered in his ear and underestimated a few words, Rarity understood it, why did Xiao Linger say that he would understand it when he grows up.Aren't those ladies just now praising those young masters for their good looks?

They came to the place where the paintings were bought. When Rarity saw the beautiful flowers in the yard, she suddenly wanted to paint them, "Sister, let's go paint."

"Okay, let's draw together."

From the beginning to the end, Bu Jinyao's eyes kept falling on them, as well as Su Yichen. He heard from the younger brother at home that even though Song Lingling was young, she was as capable as her second brother and had a bad temper. She loved herself very much. Fourth brother Song Ruirui, if someone speaks ill of her fourth brother, your tongue will be ripped off.

Ye Zhulu always wanted to give Song Bai something, but Song Bai didn't lack anything, and what he gave was not as valuable as what those officials gave, so I would just draw a picture and give it to him, but his study just lacked a hanging picture.

Rarity took a brush and began to paint, what she painted was the peonies competing for beauty beside her, and Duo Duo was also painting peonies, only one more person in the group of flowers.Xiao Ling'er didn't stop talking, she didn't have the talent to draw at all, she wanted to draw a tiger, but... holding the tiger she drew, what is this?

"Brother, you are so powerful." Ruarui stopped writing suddenly, and saw Ye Zhulu draw a picture of Ming soldiers fighting with the enemy, the flames of battle, the leaders bravely killed the enemy, the horses were flying fast, Ye Zhulu imagined it himself The picture of the war.How many people who died on the battlefield came back?The white-haired people send the black-haired people to their relatives.

So people stopped and walked over to see Ye Zhulu who was seriously painting, the sound stopped, the courtyard became quiet, Ye Zhulu finished his pen, a picture of a golden horse and iron horse, blowing horns and a company appeared in front of everyone. Vigorous, but a little more lonely and sad.

"Brother, may I take up the pen for this painting?"

"Okay." Ruirui is Song Bai's most beloved younger brother, if he has a pen, even if his painting is not good, Song Bai will not dislike it.

"The luminous cup of fine wine, if you want to drink the pipa, call it immediately. Lord Mo laughs drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times." Xiao Ling'er couldn't believe it, isn't this Wang Handa's "Liangzhou Ci"?How did Rarity know, remembering that Rarity often went to send Bai's study to read, she immediately felt relieved.

Wang Han is very sorry, Rarity didn't mean it, he probably liked your poem very much, that's why he wrote it on the painting, please forgive him if you don't remember the villain.

Xiao Ling'er's strange eyes make Rarity wonder, isn't this the second brother's favorite poem, the brother-in-law's painting is for the second brother at first glance, if you mention the second brother's favorite poem, he will like it even more.

The author has something to say: The translation of the poem "Liangzhou Ci" written by popular science Wang Han: "The exquisite wine glass is filled with mellow grape wine, and the warriors drink to their heart's content under the urging of the exciting pipa sound. On the battlefield, please ask Jun Mo to joke, from ancient times to the present, how many people can return when they go out to fight."

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I suddenly remembered my high school, reciting many classic verses, savoring the joys, sorrows, joys, blood, and regrets in them, which is actually a kind of happiness.