Chapter Seventy-Eight: The County Lords
Let the maids take care of Xu Hanying, Bai Yi walked to the upper room, and the maids under the corridor saw that he was busy raising his voice and asked, "Hello Shiziye." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
"Hmm." Bai Yi nodded lightly, the maid lifted the brocade curtain, and he smiled as he entered, "What kind of wind has blown the three sisters out today." As he spoke, he saluted Prince Zhong and said goodbye.
Prince Zhong glanced at him and said lightly: "Your sisters are filial, they know that I am popular, and they still want to come to see me." ”
Bai Yi lowered his head and stroked his sleeves, the corners of his mouth pulled up a trace of helplessness, and then raised his head and said with a smile: "Who dares to be angry with the mother and concubine in the palace, you tell your son, and your son will help you get angry." ”
Prince Zhong snorted lightly and did not reply to him, picked up the cup and concentrated on drinking tea.
Bai Xun, the youngest of several women, was holding a piece of pastry and watching the play with his eyes bent, Bai Qin, the county lord of Yaqing, glanced at Bai Yi and signaled him not to be angry with the princess anymore, and Bai Xun, the eldest sister, smiled and played a round game: "It will be the Flower Dynasty soon, and the child of Wanze is going to hold a Spring Festival party in the house." This is the first time she has organized a banquet alone, and I, a mother, have to do it for her, and find more people to stand for her. You're going to have to come by then. ”
"Don't worry, eldest sister, I will definitely go that day." The main road of Yaqing County.
"There's a lot to see, so naturally I won't be absent." Lord Jingmin said with a smile, and glanced at Bai Yi meaningfully as he spoke.
Bai Yi intuitively felt that this Spring Festival would not be simple, ignoring their gaze, only concentrating on drinking tea and not speaking.
Prince Zhong coughed and said, "When you young people get together, my wife won't mix in, so that you won't be uncomfortable." Yun Xian, you can take a good look for me when the time comes, come back and tell me any interesting things, let me be happy. ”
"Yes, Princess." Bai Yi, who was named, could only respond.
When sending a few sisters out of the house, the county lord of Jingmin looked ill-willed, and earnestly advised: "My dear brother, you have to dress up well on the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, don't embarrass Wanze's niece, it's best to be glamorous." ”
Hearing the glamorous crowd, the corners of Bai Yi's mouth couldn't help twitching, and he said weakly: "Third sister, what script have you read recently?" ”
Lord Jingmin waved his hand and said, "I haven't read the script for a long time, and I've been listening to Hu Qiye talk about it recently. Last time, he lined up the third son of everything, and actually ranked you last, I'm really angry! I heard that Xiao Juncheng, the eldest son of Xiao Shangshu's family, and Lu Wensi, the third son of Min Guogong, would also come that day, so you can't let them compare. ”
Bai Yi raised his forehead and sighed: "I seem to have seen the maid in your house looking for you just now, it may be that Shaoqian Shaogong is looking for his mother, third sister, go back quickly." ”
"Okay, then I'm leaving. Don't forget what I just said. As soon as Lord Jingmin heard his son, he didn't care about saying more, so he hurried back.
Finally sending Jing Min away, Bai Yi turned around and complained to the county lord of Yaqing, who had been watching, "Second sister, why don't you help me." I didn't choose the portrait last time, but now it's better to go directly to the real person. What a Spring Festival party, it is clearly a Hongmen banquet! ”
The county lord of Yaqing poked his forehead lightly with his finger: "Little conscienceless, I would not have spoken for you if I had known that I had just now, and the concubine of the province complained that these two were brought bad by me." ”
The lord of Yaqing has been smart since he was a child, and he is known to be famous, and she looked down on any of the talents selected by the princess back then, and stubbornly refused to marry easily. Prince Zhong and his wife didn't know how much hair they lost because of her marriage, and even the emperor was alarmed, and allowed Yaqing to choose her husband at the Qionglin banquet, and finally fell in love with Tanhua Xu Yanzhen that year. The Xia Yang woman came out of the cabinet at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and the lord of Yaqing married at the age of twenty-one, and she was a self-chosen husband, and the people in the city were hotly discussing it for more than three months.
With the county lord of Yaqing in front, the county lord of Jingmin did the same, and he didn't leave the cabinet until he was nineteen years old. Now Bai Yi refuses to marry a wife, and he complains that Prince Zhong will say a few words from time to time.
"Second sister, it's just me who is not good, and I blame you. You intercede with my mother for me, I really don't want to participate in the Spring Festival party of Raushzi. ”
"Yun Xian, although the marriage is predestined, if you keep being like this and don't even look at the girl's portrait, how can you find the person you like. If I hadn't gone to the Qionglin banquet at the beginning, how could I have met your brother-in-law. The mother concubine is old, don't always go against her, this time you should make her happy. ”
Bai Yimian nodded in embarrassment: "Okay, I'll go." ”
Yaqing patted him on the shoulder and smiled, "Okay, don't be sad." I know you don't like to attend those feasts, and I'll tell your brother-in-law to find an excuse to get you out early. ”
Bai Yi raised his lips and bent his eyes, smiled at a pool of winter water, and said loudly: "Thank you Second Sister, the one who really knows me is Second Sister Mo Ruo." ”
Yaqing looked at the outstanding younger brother in front of her, and she didn't know which girl would be able to get into his eyes in the future.
Bai Yi has a keen sense of smell and is very picky about taste, and because he had a bad experience attending banquets when he was a child, he has rarely attended poetry banquets. Although Prince Zhong's reputation is famous, not many people really know him.
Standing at the gate, Bai Yi fanned his fan expressionlessly, a few people at the door, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know if I have offended the prince of the world, I am almost standing at that quarter of an hour, it is really uncomfortable to have a heart hanging, so everyone unanimously turned their eyes for help to Jian Ping on the side. Jian Ping had no choice but to step forward and ask in a low voice, "Master, are you going out?" ”
Bai Yi was silent for a while, and then said, "Go and walk on the street." Then he took the lead and walked out.
Walking aimlessly, passing by the restaurant, passing by the tea shop, I suddenly saw an incense shop hanging a thousand leaf lotus pattern, looked up at the signboard, and sure enough, it was the Lin family incense shop. Bai Yi remembered the last time he was back to Lin Changruya, he had a pleasant conversation with him, and the other party had a sudden old illness that day, I don't know if it was okay? He was disturbed by the portrait and forgot about it.
When Bai Yi visited, Lin Bining was kneading incense pills with flour in Chiba Pavilion, and now she was able to rub incense pills of the same size. Hearing that someone was coming to Lin Bining, Lin Wenliang, who was worried that his son had too few friends, happily released her and asked her to go to meet the guests first.
Lin Bining was afraid that people would wait for a long time, and she was a little anxious when she left, and there was a little flour on her sleeves, Bai Yi pointed to the white on the green shirt, and laughed softly: "All the ten thousand greens are a little red from them, but today I am fortunate to see ten thousand greens from a little white." ”
Lin Bining hurriedly lowered her head and patted the flour off, pursed her lips and said embarrassedly: "If you are rude, please forgive me." ”
"It doesn't matter." Bai Yi tapped the folding fan, looked at the other party and asked, "Last time you had an old illness, I wonder if you can get better now?" ”
Lin Bining remembered the events of that day, and said unnaturally: "It's okay anymore." By the way, I made some cedar incense, do you want to try it? ”
"Of course."