The deep blue sky and the flowing clouds overlap layer by layer, and the bright sunlight sifts through the window sashes of the begonia flowers, and the luster of broken gold beats on the long black hair of the clouds, like flowing notes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Yun Zhi's voice was melodious, with the warmth of June: "Every year has prosperity and withering, and the last year withered, and it started this spring." The son holds the years, and this is how it grows endlessly. The folk girl only used this flower to congratulate the princess on her birthday. ”

The poetry will be famous at the cloud holding, but now it is still as light as a cloud, and Wan'er is like a breeze and a bright moon when he smiles.

In the soft white golden silk wicker basket, the dozen pots of flowers and plants are very eye-catching, and some have already burst out of long flower arrows, blooming bright red and goose yellow flowers.

"I don't know which girl in the palace of Her Royal Highness the princess Sihua?Zi has a few words to tell her", Yun Zhi pointed to the wicker basket and said to Murong Wei: "This flower is rare, although it is spicy and lively, after all, it is different from those orchids and blue lotuses in the palace, and it must be distinguished." ”

Xiangxue Sihua, in charge of the precious orchids and potted flowers in the Bright Wei Palace, is particularly concerned about exotic flowers and plants. Hearing Yun Zhi say this, he took a few steps forward, smiled lightly and saluted Yun Zhi: "Slave Xiangxue, who was originally the person who was the flower next to the eldest princess, listened to Miss Yun Zhi's teaching." ”

Unlike Yalan Qinghe, Zizhi likes to fight drought in his youth, and his various temperaments are unbelievable, and Murong Wei and Xia Lanxin look at each other.

Yun Zhi smiled lightly: "These flowers and plants are all obtained from Goryeo, and they are really different from the flowers and plants in the Central Plains. Don't hide the Xiangxue girl, when she first raises, she is not convinced, she takes care of it every day, watering and fertilizing frequently, but it hurts her life. It's a pity that there are a few pots of good flowers, and now I have only touched their temperament. ”

Xianyun also held a bamboo basket in his hand, which contained a flower pot with a pigment kiln painted with Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, Zizhi invited Murong Wei and others to come forward to watch, and pointed to Xiangxue: "The one with light red and pink is Guanghan Palace, and the other is Guanyin Lotus, with a color of yellow flowers called Zhaobo, and the one that falls like a waterfall is called Zixuanyue." ”

The flowers and plants, together with the plain kiln pots, are all done by Yun Zhi himself, without the power of others.

It is hard to imagine that Yun Zhi's hands can design patterns and guard the kiln to fire purple sand and plain pottery. Whether it is the Buddhist scripture picture on the Zizhi Nianhua basin, or the four gentlemen on these pots of flowers and plants, after the flower pots are fired, Yun Zhi chose his favorite patterns and drew them one by one.

Murong Wei held up Yun Holding a pair of plain hands, and saw that in order to facilitate the operation, she trimmed the nails of the ten fingers of her hands round and neat, without applying a trace of Kodan.

Although it was moistened by the best balm, there were still scratches of different shades on his fingers, which I thought had been cut by the pottery.

Seeing that Murong Wei was only looking at her hands, Yun Zhi rarely showed shyness, withdrew his hand gently, and still smiled: "The hands of the folk girl can touch the piano and make pottery." If the princess has leisure, she can ask Sister Lan to go to the cold house to have a look. ”

Xia Lanxin's eyes widened exaggeratedly, revealing an expression of disbelief: "Zizhi, I have never heard you say it." Could it be that the pots of those flowers that were given to me that day were also fired by your own hands?"

"That's nature", Yun Zhi bowed slightly, with a hint of sweetness in his eyes: "When she was young, she learned the art of firing purple sand and plain pottery from an old friend, and since then, no matter how valuable it is, she has never bought a piece of pottery outside." Even the purple clay pot commonly used in the homes of the people is also made by themselves. ”

Ignoring everyone's surprised gaze, Yun Zhi smiled gracefully at Murong Wei again: "Gold and silver are cheesy, and it is difficult to enter the princess's elegant eyes." Only the gifts prepared by Yun Zhi himself can show his heart. ”

The luxuriance of Zizhi's youth, the drawings on the flower pots, and Yun Zhi's hobbies that are different from ordinary people have deeply attracted Murong Wei. Du Lingyun held this heart, and the two of them smiled, and only then did they have some intersection.

Xiangxue led the palace people to arrange those flowers and plants, and put them under the corridor in a place that could not only bask in the sun but also ventilate. Murong Wei alone ordered a pot of flowers to be placed on the desk of his desk.

Every night when I am speechless, when I stop at the pen and gaze, I can take a look at the persistence of holding the youth, which should stimulate my endless motivation, and also remind myself of how much hard-won this life has, which is worth cherishing step by step.

The shadow of the day is getting higher and higher, and after the Chen Zhihua sisters, Murong Hui finally waited for Tang Jia'er to come late. How can the little girl endure her temperament in the house, but her mother will not let her go, and she must enter the palace according to the time on the post.

When she saw Murong Wei, Tang Jia'er's cheeks were still bulging, and she looked angry. It was only when Murong Hui asked three questions and two questions that she asked the truth, which caused everyone to laugh for a while.

didn't expect this pair of little girls An Ansheng to talk and taste tea, but just took a look, Murong Hui dragged Tang Jia'er to the apse of Canwei Palace to find their happiness.

According to the time on the post, until the time is right, there are noble girls who come in one after another to pay respects, all dressed gorgeously, with a respectful attitude, and come in with a dignified salute.

The ladies sat here stiffly, and delayed the speech of several of their good sisters. Murong Wei gave a look, the tassel comprehended, invited this errand to take the lead, first sent the nobles to the apse Shuixuan to change clothes and sit down, the ready-made fruits and boxes were placed, just waiting for the good show on the small stage.

It wasn't until noon was approaching that Murong Wei changed clothes with Xia Lanxin, Yun Zhi and a few others and moved to the water pavilion. Seeing the princess driving again, it was naturally a burst of congratulations and congratulations from Yingying Yanyan, and it took a while for everyone to sit down according to their seats.

The people invited are all famous ladies, and there are no laymen like Wen Wu. On the second floor of the water pavilion, there are a total of four tables of banquets, separated by a screen of silk yarn, and the melodious sound of silk and bamboo is also lively and interesting.

Because two plays had been ordered the day before yesterday, as soon as the gong started on the stage, it was Boss Du of the Changxi class who personally appeared on the stage to perform the auspicious play of "The Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers".

The ribbon in Boss Du's hand danced, it was like a shocking and graceful dragon, and everyone couldn't take their eyes off it.

As soon as the singing of "auspicious clouds are rising, leaving the country of fragrance and traversing the world", the sound is cracked, and the aftermath is lingering, which attracts everyone to applaud from time to time.

Aunt Qin took the red lacquer tray and presented the list of plays, and Murong Wei knew that starting with "The Heavenly Maiden Scattering Flowers" would inevitably end with "Magu Offering Birthday", which were the two plays that she had ordered in Fengluan Palace.

In addition, there was no drama that he particularly wanted to hear, so he handed it to Xia Lanxin, and Xia Lanxin directly let Yun Zhi. Yun Zhi couldn't refuse, and ordered a festive play, then put the play list back in the tray, and then Aunt Qin let the rest of the nobles on the table separately.

Everyone who came was very smart, and seeing that Yun Zhi was still like a poetry meeting, next to Xia Lanxin at the main table, from time to time with Murong Wei and others talking and laughing, just like a close friend in the boudoir.