Chapter 21: Writing Poetry
Yizhen took the flower in a daze, and looked at this young prince who was not taken seriously in disbelief: his eyes were as bright as stars, his clothes were simple and straightforward, and his smile was warm and confident.
Everyone, including Le Yu, was stunned, only Gu Shi didn't notice anything, and said happily: "That is, Yizhen has become the first." said a little disappointed: "It's a pity that your eldest sister didn't get the first place."
Le Yu's eyes flashed with a strange light, and she looked at Xiao Lexian, who was obviously already angry but still maintained her demeanor to congratulate Yizhen.
Everyone present came to their senses and congratulated them either genuinely or falsely, Hai smiled and took a rosewood box from the maid's hand, beckoning Yizhen to come up, "This is the reward that the three of us gave to today's leader, see if you like it or not?"
This is the usual practice, Yizhen was not shocked, smiled and bowed her knees to thank her, Princess Ancheng was happy for her, "Open it and take a look, let us see it."
Open the box, there is a pair of hairpins lying inside, the red gold hairpin body is full of carved branches and lotus patterns, the hairpin head is happy with the pattern of the eyebrows, full of inlaid lapis lazuli, turquoise, pearl, agate, tourmaline, jade, all kinds of gemstones in the sunshine outstanding, gorgeous and dazzling.
Yizhen's eyes lit up slightly, and she was happy and happy: "Thank you to the three princesses, Yizhen likes it very much." Seeing that she was dignified and sensible, Hai also liked it very much, and took her hand and sat down together.
The men all retreated and had dinner in the outer courtyard, the three princesses led the daughters and ladies to set up a banquet in the Hai's banquet hall, the ladies were in the main hall, the ladies were in the side hall, the dishes were all exquisite and delicious, and there were extremely rare spring bamboo shoots in the north at this time, and the ability of the palace of Huaping County was staggering.
After the luncheon, the ladies and wives of each family listened to the play, wiped the cards, and the princesses took the ladies to the garden to fly kites.
Sitting in the Qufeng Pavilion in the garden, opposite is a large purple bamboo forest, swaying and deep, Princess Yuheng saw that there were faint crowds of people whispering loudly, tilted her head and asked, "Who is over there?"
The maid on the side replied respectfully: "Back to the princess, the sons are in the bamboo pavilion in the forest." Yu Heng raised his eyebrows, "Who took the forest?"
All the women covered their lips and smiled, but Jun Chen blushed and said eloquently: "Bamboo forest, isn't it just "one by one"?
Yu Heng's heart was clear, and as everyone laughed, only Princess Ancheng comforted her: "I think it's good, it's clear at a glance but it has a different meaning." Jun Chen was even more embarrassed, others didn't dare to say anything because of the power of the county king's mansion, only Yu Heng sneered and showed no mercy.
Seeing Jun Chen's face flushed, Yizhen hurriedly grabbed her and said with a smile: "What the princess said is good, it is both novel and chic, it is better than those Xiaoxiang, Cuihai, or something free and easy.
Yizhen's sister-in-law said in a weird manner: "The eldest sister can change her own courtyard, but don't call my courtyard a courtyard, laughing to death."
Yizhen is the original partner, the following two sisters are all from the steproom, Yirong and Yirou, Yizhen's father loves his deceased beloved wife, and even the names of several daughters are like a sea of thoughts, from Yizhen's stepmother knew that Yizhen's mother's boudoir name was Zhenyi, and he hated Yizhen to the bone, and the two younger sisters also made things difficult for Yizhen everywhere, and the relationship was very bad.
Seeing that Yizhen was provoked, Le Yu said coldly: "Miss Miao Er doesn't learn anymore, people are taking apart the bamboo characters, the most elegant but, you are taking half of the lotus character as a homonym, that's not the same thing."
Miao Yirong's face turned blue and white for a while, and he stepped forward angrily and wanted to ridicule him, but his sister Miao Yirou pulled his sleeves again, and then his face changed slightly and he smiled reluctantly: "Miss Xiao Si said that she laughed."
Jun Chen saw that he was arguing for her, so he hurriedly said, "I don't know who of the brothers over there has the lead?"
Her personal maid Heshuang smiled and took back a few pieces of Xue Tao paper in a moment, "The prince of the world has recommended these copies of these masterpieces, and the prince also said that it is rare to get together, and please give it a try, thinking that today's poem is spring rain."
Jun Chen took the poem and said curiously: "How did you think of the theme of spring rain?" Heshuang said with a smile: "His Royal Highness the Second Prince said that there was a night rain at the fourth watch last night, and it happened that the midnight dream was real, so he took this as the topic."
Yu Heng pursed his lips: "It's not too difficult to ask, someone does it every year." Ancheng pretended not to hear, and took the lead in passing it on, a total of three, she picked up one and read it out loud: "A water sounds the East and West Temple, and the spring rain washes the north and south mountains." The strength of the feet is not endless and green, and the dream soul has heard the murmuring."
Yizhen smiled, "This must be the poem of the second prince, the drizzle like mist is only in a dream, it is indeed beautiful and light, and the rhyme is long."
Jun Chen leaned over to take a look, and sneered: "Sure enough, it's the handiwork of the second prince." An Cheng also smiled, picked up the next one and said: "Yesterday I looked at the flowers, and now it is rainy. A look of confusion flashed in her eyes, and the tip of her brow furrowed imperceptibly.
A smile flashed in Le Yu's eyes, but Yu Heng had already smiled and said, "This one is even better," she hesitated for a moment, and Fang said slowly: "Smooth and realistic, vivid, rare."
Le Yu sneered in her heart, Yizhen lowered her head as if she didn't hear it, An Cheng pursed her lips, only An Susu had been silent because of the previous loss of face, and then said: "It must be the poem of the eldest prince, and the momentum is really different."
In fact, this song is really ordinary, Ancheng Yuheng is a princess, naturally at a glance, you can know that it was made by the eldest prince, even if it is praised, it is against his will, and the atmosphere is embarrassing for a while.
Jun Chen hurriedly said: "I think this one is not bad," said and said: "The wind is gentle, the night rain is dark and the clouds are black, and the banana lamp under the window is dropping." Unless the soul dreams of the country, it will not be separated by the mountains. Reminiscence, a sentence in front of the pillow to forget. ”
Yizhen raised her eyebrows and said, "Huh", "This song is interesting." Qin Mushuang shook the flower branch, and his eyes flashed: "I don't know whose masterpiece this is?"
Jun Chen smiled, "It was made by the second son of King Cheng's Mansion." Le Yu's eyes flashed and she lowered her eyes, but her knuckles were a little white.
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