In the usual way, Daiyu might also want to show off her talents and overwhelm the crowd, but not to mention that today's situation is not suitable, and after reading "Warring States Policy", she will inevitably be infected, so she has more discretion before acting.

Xiangyun had already spoken, and her aunt couldn't stop her with words, and she complained more and more behind her back.The wives glanced at this side without leaving a trace, and the round fan in their hand concealed the smirk on their cheeks: "Since Miss Smith is so happy, she doesn't have to limit her rhymes, so why not write two poems about Qionghua? "

Meng Yuyu was a good-natured person, and it was nothing more than a smile to be snatched ahead for no reason, but the smile on Mrs. Meng's face faded a lot, and she probably didn't expect someone to get in the way.

Xiangyun used to be impatient, so he couldn't wait to scrutinize and polish it. He took two or three steps, his heart had already been reconciled, and he wrote two poems with the pen and paper prepared on the bamboo table, and handed them to everyone.

Pure and flawless, the Jade Emperor granted it to the royal family.

The flower god dare not split up lightly, there should be no second flower in the world. 【Note 1】

Clusters of Yuying jade are broken into circles, and the dew is thin and the sun is warm and wants to smoke.

After the relatives, the soil is divided into strange species, not the eight immortals gathered in the world. 【Note 2】

Xiangyun's quick thinking, Daiyu looked at it, and nodded secretly frequently.Seeing that no one was talking, Meng Yaoyu turned her head and asked Daiyu, "What do you think, sister Wangfei?"

Just thinking about it, Daiyu smiled warmly and said: "It is a good poem, but it is inevitable that only the manuscript is monotonous. I heard that Sister Meng is good at painting, why don't you make one now, so that everyone can appreciate it?"

Before coming this time, Chun Xiaote had done homework for Daiyu, and knew that Miss Meng's flower and bird painter was from Jiang Wei, a famous painter in the dynasty, so her words not only affirmed Xiangyun, but also praised the host, everyone was very happy, and everyone agreed.

Meng Yuyu was not too polite, she got up and walked to the case, and she did it calmly.Its handwriting is delicate, the color is simple and elegant, and the end of the petals is very dense, finely penetrating into the hair, showing the beauty of Qionghua.

When all the women saw it, they all clapped their hands and exclaimed: "As expected of the genius Jiang Wei's disciple, this picture of Qionghua is better than many chants of sarcasm." The sarcasm in the words is self-evident.

Pian Xiangyun was full of enthusiasm, seeing such a beautiful painting, he laughed before anyone could say it: "Ms. Meng's paintings are indeed very good, I have another one, and the title is better on this painting."

Meng Yuyu had perfect self-cultivation, she put down her pen, and smiled gently: "Ms. Smith, please tell me."

Xiangyun wrote another poem, and it was really better than the previous one. Even Meng Yuyu read it and praised it.

Daiyu followed the praises of the crowd, but she saw that the maids behind Meng Yuyu were all angry, and she was afraid that something might happen.Mrs. Zhongjinghou also felt that something was wrong, so she hurriedly found a reason to ask Xiangyun to go outside the pavilion, presumably she had something else to say.

After Xiangyun left, Mrs. Meng invited all the female relatives to drink tea and chat in the water pavilion. The younger generation took their maidservants to enjoy themselves by the pool, some caressed the flowers, some made water to feed the fish, and played for a while.

Accompanied by Zijuan and Chunxiao, Daiyu also enjoyed it for a while, when she suddenly saw Shi Xiangyun's servant girl Cuilu hurrying over.

As soon as Cuilu saw Daiyu, she didn't care to salute, and asked like an ant on a hot pot: "Princess Wangfei, have you seen my girl?"

When Daiyu heard about it, she shook her head blankly: "Calm down your nerves first, and tell me carefully, where did you lose Miss Yun?"

It turned out that Xiangyun was very depressed after being taught by her aunt, and after Cuihui persuaded her, Xiangyun turned away in a fit of anger.Cui Hui only thought that she was going outside to take care of herself, but the longer she waited, the more she disappeared, so she got anxious and asked people to look for her everywhere, and she could find it there.

Just wondering, she saw a little girl walking towards the garden with a smile on her face. Daiyu recognized the girl who seemed to be following Meng Yuyu, and seeing her well-behaved expression, she became suspicious.

Daiyu asked Cuilu to keep silent, and quietly called Mrs. Zhongjinghou, and led Zijuan and Chunxiao to look for the flower garden.

The three of them searched for a long time, and found Xiangyun in a remote prescription in the mountains and rocks.She was lying drunk in the middle of the flowerbed, her dress half open, her face full of red fragrance scattered, surrounded by a group of butterflies and bees and biting, two small boils had stinged on her exposed snow-white arms.

Daiyu stepped forward in three steps and two steps, and ordered Zijuan and Chunxiao to help him up, but he couldn't help him for a while and fell down again. Chunxiao gritted his teeth with hatred: "I'm still a lady of the big family. I don't know how to behave when I'm a guest outside." , patronizing the limelight, lost his dignity!"

Daiyu touched her burning face, pushed it a few more times, and said with a frown: "It's not right. Although girl Yun can't bear the strength of alcohol, she doesn't sleep so heavily, she looks like she has been drugged." of."

Both Zicuckoo and Chunxiao felt that it was reasonable, and immediately took the big lotus leaf to fetch water from the pool, squeezed it wet with a shark's handkerchief and poured it on her face, and splashed the cold water from the head, Xiangyun finally woke up, only felt his limbs go soft, and slowly opened his arms. Xingyan saw Daiyu, her surprise was beyond words: "Sister Lin, why am I here?"

Before he had time to answer, he heard people coming here, accompanied by chirping voices: "Look, ladies, that Miss Shi, the loyal Marquis of Jing, is drunk and playing crazy by the flower garden."

After finishing speaking, it caused a burst of laughter.As soon as Daiyu lowered her head, she saw Xiangyun tilting her head in frustration, and she must have regretted her recklessness.The footsteps gradually approached, Xiangyun became more and more anxious, pulling Daiyu's sleeve with one hand, tears were rolling in the sockets of his eyes, and they would not fall.

Daiyu also felt troubled, her eyes fell on other places inadvertently, and when she saw a pile of half-buried white petals, she had an idea in her heart, and said casually: "The east wind and thousands of trees are blooming, and this flower is unparalleled in the world." [Note 3]

He came up to hug her again, covered the slightly open lapel with his hands, and said with a smile: "Young girl Yun, don't pick up your mouth, this sentence is worth what you said just now, 'I was drunk at the Wushuang Pavilion'."

Xiangyun was taken aback when she said that, but fortunately she was also alert, and she immediately beamed with joy, and clapped her hands and said, "I'm willing to say goodbye. Only Qionghua can afford this sentence, and no one else deserves it."

Before finishing the sentence, it happened that when everyone came up to look at them, they saw one of them standing in the incense garden, as graceful as jade, and the other sitting on a stone pier, innocent and innocent, reciting poems and matching each other's elegance, it was useless to look at each other for a while. That's it.

Xiangyun was secretly grateful to Daiyu, and while no one was paying attention, he gave her a sneaky smile, and Daiyu slightly shook her palm, which was a response.

In the end, it was Meng Yuyu who smoothed things over, and scolded the girl in a cold voice: "I didn't see it clearly, so I just yelled something nonsense. The girls' reputations are just used as a joke? Why don't you apologize to Smith and get the banzisi?" Pass."

The words seemed to be addressed to a servant girl, but her eyes were fixed on Daiyu.Daiyu naturally felt it, but she kept her head down and her long eyelashes half drooping, covering up all her emotions.

The little girl who played tricks just now was still hiding behind, surprised and annoyed at the same time. Hearing that her young lady was so disrespectful, she couldn't tell the difference. She reluctantly apologized to Shi Xiangyun and retreated to receive the punishment. .

Because of the commotion just now, all the girls somewhat lost their interest, they were all a bit lazy, and after randomly responding to the scene, Fang Yibo slowly left the table.

When it was Daiyu's turn to leave, Meng Yuyu sent it out in person, with a decent smile on her face, and said with deep meaning: "My sister, the concubine, is very talented, and the two words of chanting flowers just now are just a small test, but it's a pity that Miss Yu is not as blessed as a girl from the Shi family." .”

As she said that, the maid next to her held out a box carved in ebony silk and handed it to Daiyu: "This is my heart, please accept it."

Daiyu raised her eyes and saw that there was a viburnum flower as big as a plate, soft and lustrous inside.Daiyu stretched out her hand to play with the Qionghua in her palm, her slender fingertips lined with the fresh and tender flowers, they were so white that they could not be distinguished, she suddenly said in a low voice: "Sister Meng is joking, even if I do have selfish intentions, It's not just partial to the Shijia girls, just ask the people who serve Miss Shi."

Meng Yuyu's heart moved for some reason, and she couldn't help but look up at her, as if feeling something, a more elegant smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

At that time Daiyu returned to the palace, where Shui Lan was waiting in the courtyard, seeing that she was a little unhappy, she naturally asked why.Daiyu thought about it for a while, and she should listen to his opinion, so she explained the ins and outs, and finally asked: "It doesn't matter if I don't care about this kind of trivial matter, but I look at Smith like that, we played together back then, how come Is it good to die?"

When Shui Lan heard this, she rolled her eyes unconsciously with a smile: "Since that's the case, what else is madam thinking about?"

Daiyu held her fragrant cheeks in her hands, and hesitated: "There is a reason, if Miss Smith caused such an ugly disaster, wouldn't the face of Duke Fu's mansion not be damaged? It's just that she offended him at the banquet. Master, I know that other people should avoid reasoning, but I can't control my own temper, so I feel sorry for myself."

Although Shui Lan dismissed it with a smile, there seemed to be some disapproval between her eyebrows: "Whether it is right or not, I have an account in my heart. How can there be perfection in the world. Sometimes the more you look forward and backward, the more you can't cover everything. If you can be honest, I think it's good." Besides, if Ms. Meng annoys the two of you for such a trivial matter, how can you respect the world? I don't think so."

As soon as she spoke, Daiyu immediately calmed down, nodded and smiled and sighed: "The prince is more knowledgeable, I think it's mediocre. But I see this Qionghua is so beautiful, I don't know if I can support it?"

Shui Lan stared at the Qionghua for a long time, and said seriously: "I know two gentlemen who know how to make flowers, so I will take them out tomorrow to ask for advice, and plant a few beside the Hanbitang. Wait until next spring At the end of summer and the beginning of summer, we can drink wine under the viburnum tree, listen to the wind, enjoy the flowers and compose poems, wouldn’t it be fun?”

Daiyu was just mentioning it casually, but now listening to the freehand scene he described, she couldn't help being fascinated, and said happily: "This is very good. It's just a word from me, which made the prince work again."

Just as she was talking, she suddenly saw Qiu Wan lift the curtain and come up, her expression was not as usual, and she replied: "My lord, someone from the Jia family came outside, saying that his old lady woke up suddenly, and wanted to take the princess to take a look."

The author has something to say: [Note 1] Excerpted from Hu Zhonggong's "Qinghua"; [Note 2] Excerpted from Liu Xueji's "Qinghua"; [Note 3] Excerpted from Liu Chang's "Qinghua"

In this chapter, I have been thinking for a long time, what is the difference between the Holy Mother and kindness.When encountering a situation like Shi Xiangyun's, shouldn't Daiyu pretend that she didn't see it and ignore it?Thinking of the end, what is the difference between Daiyu and Baochai?But Daiyu is not the Virgin, so there is a subsequent dialogue with the hero.This is a bit of entanglement of the author. If you have other opinions, please come forward (*^__^*)

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