Chapter 351: A Few Families Are Happy and a Few Are Sad
When the girl wrote the last word, the flute sound also stopped abruptly, the moment Cui Zhiwan put down the pen, she turned to look in the direction behind her, at that moment, she suddenly saw a familiar figure, and the calm heart was also slightly shocked. When she looked more closely, she saw that the man had disappeared at the top of the arched bridge, the slight wind carrying the fragrance of flowers, and the weeping willows under the bridge were still clinging, as if everything was just her illusion.
"Childe, why don't you go?"
Sensing the white furnace behind him, Xie Yun, who was picking up the steps and going down the bridge, paused, but Fang Yao turned his head sideways but suddenly thought of something, and silently turned his head and walked down quietly.
"Today, my mother is feasting on the ladies of various provinces, how do I go to make a rule. β
Hearing Xie Yun's words, Bai Lu seemed to feel right, and when he chased to his side, he suddenly raised his head and said, "What did that son do when he came here today?"
Xie Yun was stunned when he heard this, but he didn't know how to answer.
Since learning that Ah Jiu is pregnant, they have not seen each other again.
Today β
He had planned to take a look at her from afar, and it would be good to see her now.
But everyone seems to have seen that scene, whether it is Ah Jiu or his mother.
At this moment, even he didn't understand why he pulled out the jade flute from his waist so naturally, as if he was stunned, thinking of this, Xie Yun's always gentle expression couldn't help but move, and when he reached out, his right hand reached for the jade flute on his waist, and what he pressed between his fingers was the word "Yun" that was gradually polished smooth and flat.
Almost at the same time, Xie Yun's mind appeared fragmentarily with the smiling face of a young girl, who seemed to still be serious and determined in the smoke and rain, saying to believe his words.
At this moment, Bai Lu noticed that the son-in-law who was approaching had stopped, and looked up in a daze, but saw that his son-in-law seemed to be distracted, which was unpredictable.
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At this time, Cui Zhiwan retracted her gaze in a daze, and saw the maid step forward to carefully put away her word scroll, and then turned around and offered it, when the word shaft was unfolded in front of everyone's eyes little by little, everyone was surprised, but gradually became lost.
At this moment, it is Gu Yanling, and she can't help but sigh that the girl writes a good hand, if her words are more about the practice of the world and the grace of being in a high position, then the word in front of her is like a thousand troops, with a chilling momentum, but it is a little more free and easy for scholars, which makes people look at it much more comfortable.
And the most important thing now is such a volume of good words, sprinkled with joy, but it was written in the popular "Chang'an Fu" that was popular back then.
"Chang'an Fu", is Chen Jun son Xie Yun made, when Xie Yun was sixteen years old, when traveling to Chang'an through the old capital of Chang'an, a moment of nostalgia, can't help but raise the pen to write this article, so the article talks about the ancient and modern, quite Wei Jin Shi people's free and easy style, so that people are vying for it.
Only Xie Yun's "Chang'an Fu" can be praised by the world as a masterpiece with Xue Yuan, the son of Jingling, and it has been copied to this day.
Now on such an occasion, the girl in front of her wrote this "Chang'an Fu" so unabashedly, which is obviously the girl's careful thinking, but such careful thinking is so generously displayed in front of everyone, so it is even more frank and cute.
"It's a good article, but it's also a good word. β
In just one sentence, everyone's thoughts were expressed, and seeing Gu Yanling taking the lead in speaking, victory or defeat seemed to have become less important.
The girl under the pavilion bowed slightly, bowed, and looked at the smile on the corner of the girl's lips, and Yang's eyes gradually flashed with easy-going light.
"The courtiers are ugly. β
Hearing the girl's humble words, the corners of Yang's lips hooked, and he said gently: "Lord Cui's name of honesty and loyalty has long spread throughout Chen County, and now that I see Miss Cui, people have to sigh, the tiger father has no dog girl." β
Cui Zhiwan raised her head slightly when she heard this, and when she saw Yang's easy-going smiling eyes, her face couldn't help but blush, and then she bowed her head and said, "Madame has an overreputation, and the younger generation is ashamed." β
Hearing this, Gu Yanling raised her chin slightly with a smile, and immediately walked out of the pavilion with a brocade box and sent it to the girl, the girl raised her head slightly, and saw Gu Yanling in the pavilion with a smile on her lips: "Today, I saw Miss Cui's "Chang'an Fu", and I still see the old man, if my cousin knew that his work back then was shown in front of everyone with the girl's pen, I am afraid that he would also call the girl a confidant." β
Speaking of this, Gu Yanling raised his hand slightly and said: "This set of noodles was given to me by my mother when I got married, and now it seems that it is more suitable for you." β
As soon as the voice fell, everyone gradually heard the voice outside the words, and the previous expectations and expectations were disappointed little by little, at this moment, everyone's eyes fell on the girl behind the long case, and for a while, envy and jealousy seemed to be intertwined.
"Courtiers thank the eldest concubine for her grace. β
When Cui Zhiwan raised his head and saw the woman in the pavilion smiling and nodding her jaw, her heart warmed slightly, and she couldn't help but suppress her joy, and reached out to take the brocade box on that side.
And everyone in front of them also understood very well that the meaning of this young eldest grandson concubine was the meaning of the Yang family, and it also represented the meaning of the entire Xie family.
And inside this small brocade box is the future that they envy.
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At the end of the flower feast, the night has fallen shallowly, the sunset is lying in the sky, with a little residual light, a line of geese lined up to whisper and chant, slowly flying towards the distance, the majestic and solemn imperial city, also gradually fell silent.
At this moment, in a palace garden in the East Sixth Palace, a hurried footsteps gradually sounded, and I saw that under the faint night, a delicate girl almost trotted in, ignoring the surprised eyes of the palace people on the left and right, and ran towards the main courtyard with her skirt.
The next moment, I saw the girl walking up the stone steps quickly, and then the soft curtain "whooped-" sounded, and when it fell again, the girl's figure had disappeared outside the door.
"Sister, sisterβ"
When Xingchun's nervous gasping sound came from the outhouse, Xu Chengjun was holding a scroll of tea scriptures in his left hand, and his right hand was pouring the green tea leaves with tea according to the description on the tea scriptures.
Xu Chengjun looked slightly, only to see that Xingchun's forehead was full of sweat, the hair on the sideburns was sticking to her cheeks, she was panting and almost couldn't speak, and her small face was even more red because she ran too quickly.
"What to do running so fast. β
Xu Chengjun shook his head with a smile, lowered his head, held the handle of the purple clay pot, and was unhurriedly pouring hot water on the upside-down tea set.
"Sister, I just heard, I heard-"
Xingchun gasped, trying to suppress the ups and downs in his chest and said: "I heard that at the flower banquet in Yunkunchi today, the eldest grandson concubine and Mrs. Yang are both the youngest daughters of Lord Cui, the secretary of the military department, and the eldest grandson concubine also gave the bride head of her wedding to the Cui family girl. β
"Bang-"
The purple clay pot fell in response, and then the girl took a cold breath, Xingchun looked at it casually, and saw that the purple clay pot was broken at Xu Chengjun's feet, and the hot and steaming tea was poured all over the skirt, and Xu Chengjun stood there stunned, his left hand was burned red by the tea, but he didn't react at all, and he didn't even frown.
"Sisterβ"
Seeing this, Xingchun immediately stepped forward, carefully took Xu Chengjun's hand and said anxiously: "Is my sister in pain?" I'll get you medicine. β
As soon as the words fell, Xingchun turned around and walked out.
"Go down. β
The sudden voice behind him made Xingchun's body pause, and when he turned around, he looked at Xu Chengjun looking at him calmly, and repeated it in an indifferent tone.
"Go down. β
Xingchun originally wanted to say something, but when he saw the heavy color in Xu Chengjun's eyes, he couldn't help but swallow all the words back, hesitated, Xingchun lowered his head, and when he raised his eyes again, although he had a thousand words, he finally turned into a cautious sentence.
"I'll wait outside, and my sister will call me if anything happens. β
There was silence in the room, and seeing that the girl did not respond as gently as before, Xingchun didn't dare to say anything, so she could only retreat sadly and worriedly.
The soft curtain fell quietly again, and at this moment, the sky outside the window seemed to sink instantly, and there was no more light.