"That year, it rained for a long time in the south of the Yangtze River, and there was a big flood, and the people sent by my grandfather to pick me up were blocked in the middle of the road. I almost thought I was going to stay in Shaoxing for the rest of my life......"

Beijing, the back garden of the Cabinet University scholar Zhang Juzheng's mansion.

The flower hall was lively and full of people, but the water pavilion was quiet.

Xie Fu stood against the carved railing, his slender figure, and his white fingers played with the clay doll in his hand.

The smile on his lips is sarcastic no matter how you look at it.

Ge Xiu stood behind her and sighed slightly.

"It's so decent, why did you mention the events of the year again?"

There is something about Xie Fu, in the past two years, as the university scholar Gao Gong re-entered the cabinet, the government of the country, gradually became known.

But it was the first time she heard Xie Fu say it herself.

Xie Fu didn't turn around, and the folded hosta beside the cloud bun reflected the skylight, green and clear.

"This month's heavy rain in Huai'an Mansion has been more than half a month, and the floods are steep, how much like back then? Seeing that it's a big plan again......"

Plans?

Ge Xiu raised his eyes slightly and looked at her.

"It is inevitable that the officials of all prefectures and counties will bring people to Beijing to make a pilgrimage to report on their work. Are you worried that your father, Master Xie, is coming? ”

"It's not that I'm worried, but I think of some old people."

Xie Fu finally turned around, with a plain face, revealing a light aura out of the dust.

Ge Xiu looked at her face blankly, and couldn't help but sigh again: "I really can't imagine how many romantic talents you will be fascinated if you put on makeup." ”

"Can't you be fascinated without makeup?"

Xie Fu blinked, and made a rare joke.

Ge Xiu opened his mouth slightly, and it took a while to react, and he stomped his feet: "Okay, let me praise you, are you going to open a dyeing workshop?!" ”

Xie Fu burst out laughing, and when he saw that Ge Xiu was about to catch him, he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Don't make a fuss, it's not too short for us to come out, and the master in the hall will be unhappy in a while!"

"Yes."

Ge Xiu's hand stopped suddenly, glanced at Xie Fu hatefully, and only dragged her: "You also know that the master's family is difficult to serve, and it is estimated that the big guys are waiting for the two of us!" ”

Flower hall in the back garden.

The ladies and ladies and gentlemen in the capital have been sitting down for a while, but the last round of charity fundraising has not yet begun, which inevitably makes people impatient.

"Is this still going to start?"

One hand put the tea cup on the coffee table, and the hot tea splashed a little.

The maid standing in front trembled.

Everyone in the hall looked at it.

On the second Huanghuali circle chair on the left, Li Jingyi, the youngest son of Li Qian, a scholar of the Criminal Department, is used to having a hot temper, his eyes are glaring in front of him, and he is almost frightened that the maid serving tea lies on the ground.

"Say!"

The maid lowered her head and replied pitifully: "Returning to the prince, there are still distinguished guests over there who have not sat down, and my young lady said that she has to wait for everyone to open again." ”

"Guest?"

Li Jingxiu smiled immediately, and he sat on his left hand side, that is, the master on the top chair.

"What is the identity of your family's distinguished guest, can it be more expensive than the prince? And let the prince wait?! ”

The maid trembled even more.

The crown prince Zhu Yijun sat on the left, wearing a dark casual clothes, wearing a cloud dragon pattern jade plate on his waist, his fingers were slender and powerful, his bones were distinct, and he put it on the tea cup with great dignity before bringing out the tea cup.

Before he could brush off the tea foam, he heard Li Jingxiu's mother-in-law's mouth open.

Zhu Yijun had a headache, but he didn't raise his head, opened the tea lid, and said, "The tea is not bad." ”

"Prince!"

Li Jingxiu was counting on Zhu Yijun to come out and say two fair words, but he didn't expect him to say "the tea is not bad" without pain, so angry that Li Jingxiu almost fell back, and the filling was missed in one sentence.

"I made an appointment with the young girl who picked up the star building, but I can't wait."

"The one who can make Miss Zhang wait may not be a nobleman."

Zhu Yijun is not salty or light, he took a sip of tea, and the light fragrance slowly bloomed on the tip of his tongue, as if he had swallowed a vast West Lake in one mouthful, comfortable.

Li Jingxiu choked, a little strange.

"What other nobles could there be?"

With a roll of his eyes, the names on the list of today's charity tea tasting came out of his heart one by one, and suddenly, he chuckled in his heart.

"Really?"

With a shrunk neck, Li Jingxiu was like a mouse suddenly seeing a cat, and regardless of the strange gaze of the maid next to him, he took three or two steps to the twelve gilded screens in the middle of the flower hall.

The flower hall is divided into left and right sides, with male guests on the left and female guests on the right, separated by a large screen in the middle, leaving only a small gap.

From this gap, Li Jingxiu could see the situation on the side of the female guests.

Today is the birthday of Miss Zhang Lizhu, the granddaughter of Zhang Juzheng, which coincides with the flood in Huai'an Mansion.

Miss Lizhu was worried about the country and the people, so she took the opportunity of her birthday to hold a charity fundraiser.

The palace treasures rewarded by the emperor, the treasures from all over the world, the calligraphy and paintings of celebrities, and the masterpieces of various families emerge in endlessly. Only the people will bid, and the highest bidder will get it, and the money raised will eventually be sent to the disaster area of Huai'an Province to be given to the people.

Who listened to Zhang Lizhu's righteous act and didn't praise "Zhang's goddaughter is well-giving"?

Therefore, the children of the capital have various purposes: whether they have the name of Mu Zhang Lizhu's talented woman, or want to tie up with Zhang Juzheng, the second assistant of the cabinet, or out of love and pity for the people in the disaster area......

In short, after receiving the invitation, none of them were absent and all went to the banquet.

At this moment, in the flower hall of the Zhang family, most of the young talents and ladies in the capital are sitting.

The right side of the screen was already full, except for the two chairs in front of the right head, which were still empty.

Zhang Lizhu was dressed in a gauze green silk skirt with sheepskin gold trim, standing outside the flower hall, looking at the two empty positions from a distance, and was so angry that he slammed a gold-painted fan on the table.

"Didn't you just rely on the high arch that the old fox was the first assistant, and he even came to our house! So many people are waiting for her, what a big face! ”

The housekeeper You Qi stood beside him, "I have just asked the little maid to invite, those two went to the water pavilion, and they are about to return." The little lady is a little restless. ”

As he was talking, the shadow in the corridor of the flower hall in front of him moved, and the person had already arrived.

At this time, the ladies in the flower hall were slandering in their hearts.

The one who played the score, he didn't play the score with them anyway. If you want to pinch it when you turn around, it is still the two most expensive masters of the official eunuchs in the capital, and it has nothing to do with them.

Seeing that the scheduled hour had passed for a moment, and there was no figure in sight, the young ladies were happy.

But Lehe didn't last long.

The sound of slight footsteps came, and the two green-clothed maids who were waiting at the door of the hall put their hands in front of them and bowed their bodies, and said, "Two young ladies, please." ”

The melon seeds in it were gone, the tea drinkers were gone, and the talkers quickly stopped and looked at the door together.

Two people came to the door.

Walking on the right is Ge Xiu, the young lady of the left capital Yushi Ge Shouli family, who is ranked in the sixth Qing this year, with a soft goose egg face, fine white skin, and watery almond eyes, like her name, revealing a delicate air, gentle and tight.

However, not too many people paid attention to her.

is just a Ge Xiu, even if her grandfather Ge Shouli worships a product, it is difficult to match the one next to her.

- Xie Fu.

This is where all the women in the capital hold grudges.

She walked in through the doorway, footsteps.

A white and cyan narrow-sleeved gown, with eight paintings of Xiangjiang River dragged by the ink skirt below, is like a landscape of river ink, freehand and elegant.

The eyebrows are not painted but dai, and the lips are not dotted but vermilion.

A pair of Danfeng eyes are transparent and clean, and the skin can be broken by blowing. The head is coiled with the clouds, and the rest of the green silk is draped behind him, like a waterfall.

Xie Fu has always been dressed delicately, with a plain face.

People are not powdered, but all the pink delicacy rouge in the capital has lost its color.

For a moment, everyone in the hall was dumb.

Who doesn't love rouge gouache and pearl hairpin rings?

The second lady of the Shaoxing Hui Xie family, the first assistant of the capital and the top girl of the Gaogong Mansion, has never been plain and does not stick to the powder.

In just these five years, who in Beijing doesn't know her?

Xie Fu is like the only one in the cold winter wax moon, and the taste that comes out of the pure place eclipses all the people who stand with her.

If you want to say that you learn from her and don't put on makeup, then it's no problem, you don't look as beautiful as her, your foundation is too poor, and if you don't wear makeup, you will expose your shortcomings.

But if you put on makeup and stand next to Xie Fu, you will be the vulgar powder, lined with green leaves of safflower.

If it weren't for Zhang Lizhu's birthday banquet this time, everyone would have sold face, otherwise they would never have come out at the same table with Xie Fu.

She is like a thorn in the hearts of the ladies in the capital, but no one dares to touch it.

It must be known that her maternal ancestor Gao Gong is the first assistant of the cabinet after all, and he is a very popular minister.

The old man had ups and downs in his life, and he only got such a pearl as Gao's palm, and married Shaoxing, but he was gone. The Gao family also left only one daughter, Xie Fu, and when Mr. Gao saw her, he couldn't wait to hold it in the palm of his hand and love her, for fear that she would stumble and fall.

Xie Fu said that she was Miss Gao Fubiao, but no one dared to say "no" in front of her.

Zhang Lizhu was born in the Zhang University Scholar's Mansion and has a noble status, but Zhang Juzheng still respectfully called Mr. Gao Gong "Yuanfu".

It can be seen that Xie Fu's identity is actually a cut above Zhang Lizhu.

The eyes around him were only hot for a moment, Xie Fu stepped in, stepped through the magenta Persian carpet spread in the flower hall, and sat down on the first circle chair on the right.

The clever maid brought two new teas and placed them on the mahogany coffee table between Xie Fu and Ge Xiu.

The flower hall was so quiet that you could hear the sound of a needle falling.

Xie Fu didn't care what others thought, she took the tea cup, just opened the tea lid, and frowned at a glance.

The Longjing of the West Lake, flat and beautiful, the color is green and verdant, and the buds and leaves are green when soaked in the cup.

This Longjing is undoubtedly the new tea of this year, but the water is not good, and the color of the tea soup is not clear enough.

Xie Fu took off the tea lid, didn't drink it, closed it gently, and put it back on the coffee table with his hand.

Ge Xiu's tea hadn't been eaten yet, and when she saw her put down the teacup, she couldn't help but be surprised, and was about to ask a few questions.

"Boom!"

In the middle of the flower hall, there was a sudden sound, which startled everyone to turn their heads to look.

It was from behind the twelve gilded screens.

"Pain, pain, pain, ......"

Li Jingxiu, who was just picking up the gap in the screen, held his head with both hands, bared his teeth, and hurriedly retreated for fear of being discovered.

He lowered his voice and wanted to cry in pain.

"Prince, what are you doing here?"

How can you hit him with a fan for no reason?

Zhu Yijun was sitting in place, with his hands and sleeves, old and steady, and finally lifted his golden eyelids.

"Don't look at indecent things."

Li Jingxiu: "......"

Wronged!

The conscience of heaven and earth, the gap is so small, he just sees two corners of his clothes!