Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Horse Farm

Xia Yuzhi has not been in Beijing these days, Xia Lanxin has also been idle, and she heard that the poetry meeting has been prepared, this year is very different from the past, she wants to feast her eyes early, and then she entered the palace to talk to Murong Wei. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Murong Wei was busy for a few days before she was free. Remembering the homework to be handed over to Mrs. Wei, I first came to a few of Mrs. Wei's pear blossom letters and put them in the box. When I turned to Cai Wenji's copybook on the bookcase, I remembered the Jiaowei Qin that I hadn't used for many days.

Red bean violin, Murong Wei ordered her to take out the piano, and burned a pot of sweet incense, she sat in front of the piano table and carefully adjusted the strings, plucked with her hands, and pointed to the sound of the piano for a while, playing the tune of "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night".

After Xia Lanxin entered the palace, she first went to the Four Seasons Scenery to go around, and after admiring, she came to talk to Murong Wei. Walking in front of the window and listening to the murmuring of the piano, he first stroked the curtain and smiled: "Early spring has not yet arrived, and I heard that someone has urged a hundred flowers to bloom." Dare to ask this person, but the flower fairy who holds the world's strange flowers? ā€

Murong Wei heard the strings and knew the elegance, listened to her joke about the Hundred Flower Fairy, knew that she had gone to the Four Seasons to see, pointed to a pause, and said with a hearty smile: "The inspiration borrowed from the old lady's courtyard, if you are lucky enough to get the praise of the guests tomorrow, you will have to thank the old lady for your grace." ā€

Hongdou hurriedly stepped forward to open the curtain, Xia Lanxin took off the silver-blue large inlaid with large rolling makeup cloak on her body, threw it on the little snail's hand, and walked in with her steps. The two of them met the ceremony, and Xia Lanxin was familiar with the way and sat down on the rose chair near the window.

Seeing that there was still unused thick ink on Murong Wei's bookcase, and she practiced calligraphy and stroked the piano in one morning, Xia Lanxin smiled sideways: "Sure enough, I am close to Zhu Zhechi, and I have been with Wen Shangyi for a few days, and my temperament has become more and more graceful, and I only pick up the things of these celebrities and gentlemen to do." ā€

Murong Wei stood up early, instructed Hongdou to take away the qin, and said lazily: "After a few busy days, I felt weak when I was free, and I was worried that I couldn't find a good way to solve it, so Sister Lan came." ā€

It is the end of the hour, the red sun rises high, and the brilliant clouds paint the glazed tiles at the corner of the hall with a golden color. The cold winter has passed, the steep wind blows, and the copper iron horse under the eaves makes a crisp jingle of bells.

Looking out from the half-open window, a touch of white clouds slowly floated in the blue sky.

The two of them, as in the past, clinged to the cool jade black and white game between their fingers, and raised their heads together, leaning in front of the window and listening to the melodious cry of the parrot under the porch, and they were a little impatient with the silence in the hall for a while.

With a click, Murong Wei's white son sandwiched between her index finger and middle finger fell on the chessboard, almost ruining the chess game, she picked up the chess pieces tastelessly, but Xia Lanxin suddenly wiped the chessboard in her hand, and stood up with a smile: "I don't want to use my brain today, and save some energy, tomorrow the master's paper will show off his genius." ā€

She bent down and covered Murong Wei's ear, and said softly and skillfully: "When I came, I met the princes of the Dingping Marquis Mansion and the Jiangnan Marquis Mansion at the palace gate, and they said that they were going to the royal paddock to race horses, why don't we go and have a look?" ā€

Xia Lanxin followed the old lady, she couldn't sit still, and she could still play quietly with Murong Wei when she had nothing to do, when she thought that others were riding horses and whips in the paddock, her blood was boiling, where could she still compete against black and white.

The two lives were reborn, and Murong Wei had not ridden a horse for many years.

Speaking of horseback riding, it touched the hidden pain in her heart again, and Murong Wei didn't say anything for a while.

When he first learned to ride a horse, Su Duhan taught him how to ride a horse in the royal enclosure, and he once rode a horse side by side under the golden sun in early spring, watching colorful wildflowers sandwiched in the half-human-tall green grass, like stars scattered among the grass.

"To go, or not to go?" Xia Lanxin gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, and there were clusters of flashing sparks in her eyes. Although it is an inquiring sentence, it has brought a low begging.

The prince of the Dingping Marquis Mansion once said that there is an equestrian show from Jian'an today. Jian'an's warriors are good at riding and shooting, and the performance must be very good-looking, thinking of this, Xia Lanxin can no longer sit still.

Murong Wei remembered the red-clothed Xia Lanxin she had seen in the paddock, dressed in a hunting outfit, riding a black and shiny high-headed horse, galloping over many obstacles like lightning, and more and more set off the heroic posture of her daughter who did not let her eyebrows go.

Her sister Lan, since the day she became her companion, has always wronged herself, obviously she likes girls who dance with knives and guns, but in order to meet her preferences, she went to learn some piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Looking at the bright starlight in Sister Lan's eyes, how could she be willing to refuse Sister Lan's proposal.

Murong Wei responded crisply: "Go, let someone say to the queen mother, and then set off." Those sons are not outsiders, they can go, why can't we? ā€

Xia Lanxin's eyebrows bent in an instant, and the smile flowing from the corners of her eyes could no longer be hidden.

Asked Mama Luo to report to Queen Chu, Queen Chu knew that the people from the Ministry of Rites and Qin Heng and Gu Chenxiao were also in the enclosure today, and Murong Peng and several children of the family had already set off as escorts, thinking that they would follow her, and it would not hurt much, so she said that with Mama Luo, she agreed with her daughter to relax and ordered her to follow.

Mama Luo came back and replied, so Murong Wei made another appointment with Wen Wan, and then ordered someone to go to her aunt's house to deliver a letter, and asked the two cousins to meet at the West City Gate in half an hour.

Xia Lanxin was overjoyed, because she did not prepare a riding uniform when she entered the palace, she told Xiaoluo to go back to the house and say that she knew with the old lady and her mother Shen, and then took her riding clothes and went to the West City Gate first.

Ready to stop, Murong Wei, Xia Lanxin and Wen Wan shared a Nanmu incense car covered by Zhu Yinghua, surrounded by a group of attendants, and drove directly to the West City Gate.

The carriages of the Chen Mansion and the Xia Mansion were waiting at the West City Gate, and they were in one place with Murong Wei's carriages, opening the way in front of the guards and heading towards the royal enclosure.

The royal enclosure is not far away, about two or three miles out of the west city gate, there is a large dense forest, enclosing a radius of dozens of miles, built as a royal enclosure. A large area of wasteland in the northwest is now enclosed within the fence and planted into dense meadows, where horses bought from Jian'an are raised.

An empty field to the east is the racecourse and polo field that are used on weekdays, and are connected to the green turf, which is like a greenery. On both sides, there are high platforms and cowhide tents for the nobles to rest and watch the horse races upstairs.

Luan drove to the royal enclosure, where the steward of the enclosure greeted him at the door. led the carriage straight into the east gate, and before everyone could get out of the car, Murong Wei heard waves of cheers in the paddock.

The male guests were all on the main floor to watch the warriors in the racecourse perform riding skills, and now there was a man from Jian'an galloping on horseback, the horse's hooves were churning, and the mane was flying, but the man on horseback was as light as a swallow, hooking the stirrup with one foot, and constantly swapping left and right.

The man was so good at riding that he was at one time parallel to the horse's body, leaning in to pluck the flowers from the meadow, and then he got on his horse again, and stood upside down on the saddle without moving. Xia Lanxin looked eagerly at it, and praised "good", afraid that the people on the main floor would notice, so she quickly stuck out her tongue to cover her mouth. (To be continued.) )