401 "Nishikishu"
I heard Xiaocha preach again: "Where is this what it should look like to recuperate? I really don't know how to take care of my body at all...... And see, when she is a little older, when she suffers. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
She has a good body, and she has never been able to see this situation very well, so she has not been able to restrain the old mother attribute in her body.
Xiaoxian couldn't help but laugh and endure it more and more.
Feng Jiwen looked at Xiao Cha with a stop in her eyes, but there was a smile on the corner of her mouth.
At this time, the Qingfeng Corridor was already full, and there were many people standing by the pillars.
Two waiters came out of the corridor and raised the bamboo curtains.
Everyone knew that it must be Mr. Yuan Mei who came over, and they turned their heads to look at it for a while.
Suddenly, I saw that in the corridor was Yuan Mei, who was wearing a navy blue wide-sleeved gown, and was wearing an elegant style while walking.
There is another person on his side, but he is a little older than Yuan Mei, his temples are slightly white, and he is also wearing a plain robe, but his face is more solemn than Yuan Mei's indifferent literati atmosphere of fame and fortune.
This is the 'official spirit' that has been honed by officialdom for a long time.
Most of the people present were people who had lived in the capital for a long time, so when they looked closely, they recognized the identity of the person who came.
This is obviously Lord Yinglian, who has been friends with Mr. Yuan Mei for many years-
Everyone present stood up and saluted the two.
Feng Jiwen and Feng Shuzhi on the opposite side glanced at each other.
Why did the old man come here with great interest?
"No need to be polite, no need to be polite. Yuan Mei smiled and motioned for everyone to sit down.
"You came not far from the cold today, but Yuan did not prepare wine and food, only a pot of hot tea to entertain guests, and hoped to add more Haihan. Yuan Mei stood still in front of the main seat, smiled at everyone and said: "Tea is not good tea, but if your poems, calligraphy and paintings are in harmony, it will not live up to the good scenery of the mountains full of frost and leaves." β
When the literati heard this, they all laughed and laughed, most of which were humble words.
But with these children in Beijing, it is indispensable to mix some noisy words.
In a group of people, Fukangan seemed to be particularly quiet, never spoke from beginning to end, and the afterglow was always locked in the position where Jin Rongyue was, although it was not obvious, but it did not move half a minute.
So much so that he didn't pay attention to what the people around him were saying.
ββ¦β¦ Isn't that the same lottery that Miss Jin Er used before?"
It wasn't until someone mentioned the words 'Miss Jin Er' on the side of his ear that Fukangan came back to his senses.
It was Yuan Mei who abandoned the previous immutable idiom solitaire, and followed the system of drawing twin lots set by Jin Rongyue last year.
Since it was proposed by Yuan Mei, everyone echoed it.
Feng Jiwen was stunned.
Drawing?
So what are the odds of her drawing?
If you can't pump yourself in the end, I'm afraid it will not be possible to implement it according to the plan.
So, she weighed it and came up with a not-so-straightforward method.
She waved her hand gently at the two maids, motioning for them to come over with her ears.
"What does the wife command?"
"Go to the little young master, and tell him and the two gentlemen that if they are drawn by lot later, let them not squeak first, and knock on the small coffee table in front of them with their fingers, and give me a hint. Feng Jiwen lowered her voice and ordered.
Xiao Cha let out a soft "ah-" sound.
"What do you mean, ma'am?"
"Just pass on what you say, and remember to be careful, and not to be heard. β
Xiaocha nodded obediently.
Feng Jiwen, who refused to let go of any acquaintance, gestured to Xiaoxian with her eyes again, and went to say "hello" to Na Yancheng next to her.
The fairy stepped forward with a sense of meaning.
And when Feng Jiwen turned back to face forward, she saw a tea-making scene.
Xiao Cha was stunned and crossed in front of Feng Shuzhi and the others on the opposite side, which could not be described as unpretentious.
And when she saw her come to Feng Shuzhi's side, she began to look left and right to observe, but someone noticed her behavior, Feng Jiwen felt powerless.
It's been so bright and bright in the past, are you still afraid that no one will notice her?
Or does she think everyone else is blind?
It seems that for her sentence 'remember to be careful', Xiaocha has an understanding that is different from ordinary people.
"Madam, everything has been done according to your instructions. β
At the end, Xiao Cha, who crossed back with the same route of 'between two points, the shortest straight line', said to Feng Jiwen in a tone that was fortunate not to be dishonored.
ββ¦β¦β
Feng Jiwen waved her hand weakly, and had no intention of saying more to her.
Over there, Feng Shuzhi muttered in a low voice: "Why do we have to give her the signature? β
I'm married, why do you still like to be in the limelight so much......
It's not too young, so why can't you be calmer.
Feng Shuzhi looked at the eldest sister opposite with some anger.
"Madame did this because she had her own intentions. Ding Ziyu laughed in a low voice on the side and said, "Just obey." β
Feng Shuzhi twitched the corner of his mouth disappreciatively, and when he saw that the waiter had already come over with a lottery pot, he casually pulled one.
"This year's lottery will be filled by Mengtang Gong, and I will take a leisurely time, just waiting to see the masterpieces. Yuan Mei sat down cross-legged at the table and said with a smile.
Everyone smiled and agreed.
Feng Yinglian couldn't push it, and he didn't intend to push it, but he was right in the middle of it, and immediately took the errand happily, and said with a smile: "Then I'll draw itββ"
As he spoke, he had already drawn the first lottery from the pot in the hand of the waiter.
"Xiao Gu-" Feng Yinglian read, "I don't know who holds the other Xiao Drum Stick?"
"It's my son-in-law!" said one of the young men with a laugh.
When everyone heard the reputation, they saw that it was Liu Kaizhi, the son of the Liu family.
"Liu Gongzi is the champion of Jinke! I didn't expect that in today's Mr. Yuan's poetry meeting, he also took the first place!"
"I have long heard that Liu Gongzi is a young talent and a rich man, and today is a good time to catch up with an eye-opener. β
"It is said that Liu Gongzi is proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting!"
Many people laughed and flattered.
Liu Jiaozhi is not arrogant or impatient, he has the style of a young man, smiled humbly, and said: "You praise it, the younger generation is not talented, so I will write a song to talk about it, if there are any shortcomings, I hope to addββ"
He has never liked to get acquainted with the children of Beijing, so there are few words of coaxing at this moment, and only a few students and scholars should listen to him.
Liu Kaizhi made a small order to sing the maple leaf.
The style of words is graceful, praised by Yuan Mei, and the Tao is a bit of Liu Yong's style.
Most of the people in the audience also nodded in appreciation.
The next sign fell on Fukangan's head.
It's just that he reversed last year's desire to show his high spirits in front of his sweetheart, regardless of the flattery of his children, he only prevaricated that he was unprepared, and punished himself with a glass of fruit wine to escape.
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ps: I was almost slapped in the face by myself again today, and I said a good double watch yesterday, but I started to vomit again in the afternoon...... I always feel that this product in my stomach especially likes to come to me _(:3γβ )_ Fortunately, it's much better now.,Continue to write the second update~ (To be continued.) )