The sky was blue, there was not a single cloud in the whole sky, except for a few birds flying by occasionally.

Five horses and one cart, walking fast, arrived in Luoyang at the beginning of the afternoon.

The Song family has a house not far from the Peony Garden, and Song Jiao had invited everyone to go to the Song family for the night earlier, so after arriving in Luoyang, the group did not pause and went to this house.

The house of the Song family was originally prepared for the Song Qi brothers in the suburbs of Song to study in the Guozijian, but now that the two of them have gone to study in Yingtianfu Academy, this courtyard is naturally empty.

The carriage slowly stopped outside the door, and the three of them got off one after another, and saw several people on horseback standing in front of the door waiting for them.

Today's sun is a little strong, Hu Ling got out of the car and said: "The sun in Xijing is better than in Bianjing, don't bask the flowers to wilt, when the time comes, don't you all have to write poems 'Clear sky and sun flowers falling, sad, sad, boring'?"

"The third lady is really joking, there are people in Xijing who specialize in cultivating peonies, even if the sun is fierce, these flowers will never be lost. This peony feast will go smoothly. ”

Song Jiao listened to a poem made by Hu Ling and thought it was very funny, and he disagreed with it, so he directly refuted it.

Ji Xuan knew Hu Ling's temper, maybe he was about to explode if it was not good, so he hurriedly took a step forward and said: "Brother Boqi, the third mother of the Hu family is just a joke, you don't have to take it seriously." ”

Song Jiao smiled.

Yes, a little lady, what does a little lady who only knows how to whip know? He couldn't be serious with her, and was about to say something, when he heard a voice behind him.

Song Dalang knew that she was joking. Otherwise, it's not that simple. The county lord of Jiaren suddenly appeared behind everyone and stood at the door of the Song family's house, obviously arriving before Xu Yu and the others.

The county lord of Jiaren is noble because of his status. It was not like promising these ladies who had not left the cabinet to wear a gown, but wore big sleeves.

Today, she is wearing bright red sleeves, with pink peonies embroidered on them, and the neckline is embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with gold threads.

In addition to the gorgeous dress, the delicate black hair of the main plate of Jiaren County is inlaid with gold ornaments.

Promise to think darkly. If the county lord of Jiaren stood in the sun wearing this body, he would inevitably be so shaky that people couldn't open their eyes.

Are you going to appreciate the peony or to appreciate her Jiaren County Lord?

After Xu Yu saw the county lord of Jiaren, he was not surprised except for complaining about the slightly high-profile and tasteless clothes of the county lord of Jiaren, but he frowned when he saw Xu Qian on the side.

Xu Qian pretended not to see the promise. Just faintly looked away.

"So what?"

Hu Ling didn't expect the county lord of Jiaren to appear, and his face first showed an impatient expression, then he smiled mockingly and brushed away Lu Jiuniang's hand that was blocking in front of him. A big step forward. Holding his head high, he looked at the county lord Jiaren who was still standing in the door.

Hu Ling and the county lord of Jiaren didn't like each other, and they didn't give in to each other at the moment.

The county lord of Jiaren took a step forward, crossed the threshold, snorted coldly, and said, "No matter if you stop this crow's mouth, you will cause trouble in the future, but no one can save you." ”

"What did you say?"

It was originally a pleasure to play, but at this moment I met the county lord of Jiaren. Hu Ling's interest disappeared in an instant.

The more people she doesn't want to meet, the more she drills into her eyes.

She doesn't say much. Just pull out the whip.

The whip tail hit the ground, and there was a crackling sound, and the county lord of Jiaren squeezed his hands tightly.

The county lord of Jiaren intended to anger Hu Ling today, but he didn't want Hu Ling's temper to increase in recent years, so he pulled out a soft whip in just two sentences.

Xu Yu saw that the county lord of Jiaren had bad intentions, grabbed Hu Ling's wrist, and half-jokingly said: "What are you anxious about? I'm tired from traveling all the way, so let's go into the house to rest after saluting the county lord." ”

Hu Ling retorted in his heart: I won't even get tired of riding a horse for two days and two nights, but now I just sit for half a day, how can I call it tiring after a long ride?

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly saluted the county lord of Jiaren: "I have seen the county lord of Jiaren." ”

After saluting, except for Song Jiao, the rest of the people quickly walked inside.

There was a gust of wind beside the county lord of Jiaren, and her eyelids jumped twice, and she obviously didn't take her seriously if she promised to do this.

She turned her head to look at the departing people, and her gaze finally fell on Xu Pingyi, and she didn't withdraw her gaze until he walked through the verandah and turned to the side courtyard to see it.

"Jiaren County Lord, Song didn't know that you were here, and I was rude just now. ”

Song Jiao, as the owner, now doesn't know why the county lord of Jiaren appeared in his mansion.

Although he came to the capital not long ago, he also knew that the county lord of Ningwang's Mansion Jiaren and the three ladies of General Hu's family were not in harmony, and when they met, they were artillery, and they were bound to make some noise.

If he knew that Jiaren County was coming, he would naturally not invite Hu Ling again, otherwise he would be asking for trouble.

"It's that I didn't make it clear to you in advance, I want to come to Ding Shilang to tell you that I want to bring two friends to your house when you enjoy the flowers, it's me and Xu Siniang. "The county lord of Jiaren has restored the image of a noble girl, and she is gentle and elegant when she speaks, as if the person who has just come from looking for Hu Ling's stubble is not her.

Song Jiao and Ding Mo are friends, Ding Mo came to Luoyang to enjoy the flowers, the Song family's house is close to the peony garden, Song Jiao invited Ding Mo.

"The cold room is simple, and I hope the county lord will not be surprised. ”

Song Jiao understood as soon as he heard it, and he couldn't let anyone go out until now, so he had to arrange the two people's residences farther away.

The county lord of Jiaren enjoyed the flowers and stayed in the house of the Song family, which was also regarded as a good thing to some extent, and Song Jiao was happy in his heart, so he respectfully received the county lord of Jiaren and personally took her on a tour of the house.

Hu Ling was still puffing up when he returned to the room, and the whip went around his hand many times, making his wrists red.

"I knew she was coming, I would rather not come to Xijing, what is there to see in the peony flowers, it is not as interesting as Keju, if it wasn't for Zhu Beijiang being invited over, I really wouldn't have come. ”

Xu promised: "Why let her ruin your good mood, do you know that the county lord of Jiaren and Xu Qian are people I don't want to see, why didn't I get angry like you?"

Hu Ling covered his ears and didn't listen, and only shouted: "I don't have your good temper, otherwise my whip wouldn't be changed once every half a month." ”

"Where am I grumpy?" said Promise as he took the teacup and drank it all.

She seems to have a good temper, but she forged it in order to cooperate with the identity of the sixth lady of the Xu family, if someone really provokes her, even if she loses a layer of skin, she will let that person taste the taste of life is worse than death.

promised not to care about Hu Ling anymore, first called July to go out to find out the news, and then discussed some poems with Lu Jiuniang.

Lu Jiuniang is full of poetry and books, the human geography is very transparent, and the poetry quatrains are very proficient.

As the two spoke, they talked about what Hu Ling had said earlier outside Song's house.

Lu Jiuniang leaned on the table on the couch and said: "I use wilting flowers for it, and I don't need to fall flowers, and the artistic conception and charm are much better." ”

"Speaking of falling flowers, I know a poem named after falling flowers, which is very exquisite. "The promise is as good as it is spoken, and it is recited as soon as the hands are closed.

When Lu Jiuniang heard this, she suddenly came to her senses, sat up straight, and waited with joy, but she didn't promise to speak.

"Liuniang, what's wrong? ”

Xu Yu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Originally, I remembered that the melon was ripe, but I was so excited just now that I forgot about it." ”

"Did you forget? You, I would have liked to hear what kind of poem could make you praise so much. Lu Jiuniang shook her head with a smile, and then started talking differently and talked about something else.

Xu promised that he had not forgotten that poem just now, but remembered it clearly.

But the moment she opened her mouth, she remembered that she couldn't recite this poem, and she broke out in a cold sweat because of it.

The reason is very simple, the "Falling Flowers" she remembered was not made by others, it was Song Qi, the little lang of the Song family.

"Falling Flowers": "The falling Su turned red and each injured himself, and the smoke and rain of the Qinglou forbearance and forgot each other. The flying change is used as a return wind dance, and it has fallen into half makeup. There are tears when the sea guests return to the pearl, and the people of Zhangtai go to the bones and leave the fragrance. may have no intention of passing on the double butterfly, and pay for the heart and honey. ”

She had used the poems created by the ancients at some banquets earlier, but those poems only appeared in later generations for hundreds of years, and she used them when she used them, which would not affect the development of later poems.

But "Falling Flowers" was written by Song Qi a few years later, if she recites it in front of Lu Jiuniang today, with Lu Jiuniang's amazing memory, Song Qi will make this poem a few years later, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Thankfully, she didn't say it.

It's just that, with Song Qi's current temperament, Xu Promise really can't figure out what he experienced later, so he will make such sad verses. (To be continued......)

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