Chapter 32: The Liquor Order

Boom!

"Second Sister Song!" Rong Zheng laughed, stood up and said, "Okay, good, this is good!" Look at the second sister who looks so smart, she must also have a good voice, why don't you sing a little song to me as the second sister...... Not...... Burst! ”

Before the word "song" came out, he heard a loud "poof" from Rong Zheng's body, and then, a foul smell spread around him.

All the ladies had embarrassed expressions on their faces, some men bowed their heads slightly, trying to hide the smell, and some looked around, trying to prove that it was not their fault.

Rong Zheng's stomach tightened for a while, and he stood next to the stool, his eyes were a little straight: In front of everyone, he! Put! Fart! Finish!

Fortunately, the little guy was clever and hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, it's my ......"

"Poof......

Another fart sound, this time, the sound is longer and the flavor is stronger......

Zhao Rong couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose and frowned and said, "What are you eating, farting so stinky!" ”

Rong Zheng only felt that his stomach was aching more and more, and something wanted to squirt out. He couldn't care about what everyone thought anymore, so he picked up the little guy and ran to the toilet.

"Poof......

The scene suddenly became much colder, the girls were already red-faced, and the men couldn't cry or laugh, and Song Yanzhu, the executor, stood as usual, sensing an inquiring gaze not far away, she calmly raised her eyes and looked over, just opposite Tao Moyan around, and saw Tao Moyan's eyes move away, fell on her hand, and then stared at her handkerchief.

In the end, Tao Moyan shook his head invisibly: But in a moment, Song Yanzhu had already quietly changed the handkerchief, and at this moment, he was afraid that the original handkerchief had been destroyed and destroyed, and Rong Zheng didn't know what medicine he had been given, depending on the situation, he was only afraid that life would be better than death for several days.

It is better to offend a gentleman than a petty ...... Woman. The ancients did not deceive me.

"The commanders have all run away, does this order still count? Don't count and continue! Zhao Rong made trouble again.

Song Xizhu bit his lower lip reluctantly, raised his head and smiled at everyone: "Since the commander is not here, this order will naturally not be counted, let's go in the next round." ”

The drum "dong dong" sounded again, this time, the commander was replaced by Yuan Yi, but the person who ordered was replaced by Song Huanzhu.

I saw Yuan Yi stand up unhurriedly, and said to Song Huanzhu with a smile: "Sister Huan, I always hear people praise you for your knowledge, you have poetry and books, poetry, calligraphy, especially good at painting, quite a master Gu Xingwu's style, I don't know today, Sister Huan is willing to improvise a picture for us?" ”

Song Yanzhu lowered his head and couldn't help laughing: There was such a big scene and it was paved for so long, but it was just to set off Song Huanzhu at the moment.

If she remembers correctly, Song Huanzhu in the previous life became famous precisely because of this flower-viewing banquet, and a "Orchid Bamboo Picture" made everyone on the scene admire. Song Huanzhu was even more famous with Zhao Jiuqing because of this painting, and finally the reputation spread to Beijing, and even the nine princes of the dynasty also learned of her name, and in the end, Song Huanzhu got a piece of paper to marry and became the side concubine of the nine princes......

Everyone said that Song Huanzhu flew on the branches, and Song Yanzhu was also envious, but because of Tao Moyan, her envy couldn't help but be a little less.

It wasn't until a long time later that Song Yanzhu understood that Song Huanzhu's marriage into the Nine Kings Mansion was a disaster at all, not a blessing!

Song Yanzhu fell into the memory, but at that moment, Song Huanzhu stood up with a smile: "It's someone else who praised it." Since my sister is an official, she said one or the other at the banquet, and I will do whatever my sister asks me to do! ”

As he spoke, the maids had already sent the four treasures of the study in an orderly manner, and Song Huanzhu stood at the table and muttered for a moment, and was about to paint with a pen.

Although others are watching quietly, they are already frightened: as soon as the connoisseur makes a move, he will know if there is one. Others say that the eldest lady of the Song family has studied painting since she was a child, and her talent is quite high.

Song Huanzhu held his breath, as if he was helped, he finished painting without pause, and when the last stroke fell, even Tao Moyan was surprised. Everyone who was still skeptical was stunned at this moment.

Although Song Yuzhu knew that Song Huanzhu was good at painting, he didn't understand the mystery, and asked next to Song Yanzhu's body: "Second sister, why don't you talk anymore?" Draw ...... Exceptional? ”

"It's not just a good ......," Song Yanzhu muttered in a low voice. Thinking that Song Huanzhu has been concentrating on painting for more than ten years, the spring and autumn cold and summer have never stopped, Yuan specially invited the best painter in Jianzhou to teach her for her, and finally even the painter sighed to himself and led her to find a master again. Not to mention the side, look at this "Orchid and Bamboo Picture", the composition is distinct, rigorous and natural, the orchid and bamboo on the cliff are swaying in the wind, the image is vivid and vivid. The pen shows everyone's demeanor more, which appropriately reflects the majesty of the cliff and the charm of the orchid bamboo.

"Okay!" Zhao Rong, who had only come to his senses for a long time, couldn't help but applaud and exclaimed: "Looking at Miss Song's paintings, you should really find an elegant place, hold a cup of tea, listen to a guqin, and taste tea quietly!" ”

"Indeed!" Tao Moyan, who had never spoken from beginning to end, also echoed casually, with a little appreciation in his eyes, "Miss Song's painting is really a treasure." ”

Song Huanzhu smiled shyly and said softly: "It's ugly." It's my honor that the two sons can look at my paintings. ”

"Big sister just loves to be humble!" Song Xizhu came up and said: "Big sister's favorite thing is to paint, not only love to paint herself, but also love to collect paintings, there are a lot of treasures in her house, "Fishing Village Autumn Ji Map" is her treasure among the treasures!" ”

"Yun Linzi's "Autumn Ji Picture of the Fishing Village"?" Tao Moyan's eyes lit up.

Zhao Rong smiled on the side: "Miss Song has to put the painting away." Our young master Tao, it's best to collect famous paintings on weekdays, especially love Yun Linzi! ”

"Really?" Song Huanzhu smiled: "It's rare to meet like-minded people, if the eldest prince Tao is interested, I can lend you the painting to taste and ......."

Song Huanzhu's eyes were full of spring, and he couldn't hide it, although Tao Moyan was not interested, but when he heard the painting, his heart was like a flame lit, and he was busy nodding.

Zhao Jiuqing suddenly smiled on the side: "It's really a coincidence, don't we also have a painting of Yun Linzi at home?" ”

"Yes?" Zhao Rong looked at Zhao Jiuqing suspiciously, and said "ah" for a while, and said: "By the way, there is a ...... in the dowry gift sent by the Dingguo Mansion" He paused mechanically, and blurted out a few words: ""Autumn Ji Picture of Yuzhuang"? ”

The dowry plan sent by the Dingguo Mansion cannot be fake, then the only thing that can be a fake painting can only be the ...... in Song Huanzhu's hand

Song Huanzhu's face was as pale as paper all of a sudden, his body shook, and he almost touched the inkstone on the table, but fortunately, Tao Moyan was quick with his eyes, fixed the table with one hand, and said with a round on the other side: "If you want to taste, why do you need to go near and far?" Miss Song's painting is comparable to a masterpiece, enough for Tao to study for a long time! ”

"It's just ......" Song Xizhu came to his senses and said to everyone: "Okay, my eldest sister has already made an order, let's go on!" Everyone is not allowed to hide and tuck, they all have to take out the ability to take care of the house! ”

Song Huanzhu returned to his position in a daze, and Song Yanzhu couldn't help but feel some sympathy: I finally wanted to show something, but it turned out to be a fake, and I was slapped in the face. No matter how face-saving Fang Cai's painting was, this fake also made her face fold by more than half.

Song Yanzhu subconsciously looked at Zhao Jiuqing, and saw Zhao Jiuqing sitting as usual, glanced at her looking at her, and blinked his eyes quickly. Song Yanzhu couldn't cry or laugh at the moment: dare to be emotional, Zhao Jiuqing is angry for himself!

The drum beat behind him fell with a "bang", and Song Yuzhu looked at her with a bitter face and said, "Second sister, why are you in a daze, you are the orderer again!" ”

Song Yanzhu realized that she had been stuffed with a hydrangea again, she was stunned and stood up with the ball to look for the commander, glanced around, and couldn't help but be stunned: It's really a narrow road! Tao Moyan slowly stood up!

It's a big deal to learn how to bark! Song Yanzhu's heart was crossed, and he asked with a smile: "I don't know what order the commander wants to give?" ”

The corners of Tao Moyan's mouth curved a shallow arc, and the warm voice slowly flowed through everyone's ears like a spring in summer, mellow and moving, but in Song Yanzhu's ears, it was like a spell.

I heard him say unhurriedly: "Miss Song has shown exquisite skills, which is convincing, Miss Song Er is her sister, she must be not far behind, not to mention, Miss Song San also praises you for being proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine, flowers, and tea......"

Song Yanzhu gradually frowned, but the smile on his lips gradually deepened, and he spit out word by word: "How about ...... Miss Song Er also painted a picture for everyone, which should be used to cheer up this flower-viewing banquet. ”

So, if you don't give a picture, is it a failure?

Song Yanzhu stared at Tao Moyan with eyebrows, and his eyes seemed to be provocative: If I don't paint today, what should I do?

Tao Moyan shook his head silently, took out a money bag from his sleeve, shook it in front of Song Yanzhu, and said to everyone: "I was fortunate enough to taste Miss Er's pastry, it was really delicious." Thinking that the second miss bothered to prepare pastries, it was quite tiring, and then let the second miss paint, it was really difficult for the second miss. Tao thought about it, if this is not the case, if the second lady is willing to give the order, Tao will add it, and this money bag will also be given to the second lady, if the second miss is unwilling, Tao will have nothing to say...... It's just that everyone will inevitably fall into a regret. ”

He said lightly, and looked at Song Yanzhu generously.

Enemy! Song Yanzhu couldn't help but secretly scolded in his heart.

Look at everyone again, Song Huanzhu is still wandering in the world, Song Xizhu has a gloating expression, Song Yuzhu shook her head worriedly, Zhao Rong looked at her with an uncertain expression, and the rest of them all had a good look: it seems that everyone thinks that she is going to make a fool of her, or maybe when they go out of this gate, they will talk behind their backs: Look, the young lady in the second room of the Song family is really not as good as the big house......

Tao Moyan swept his money bag again, and invisibly pursed his mouth. Song Yanzhu's face twitched, and for a moment she seemed to see her pair of lifelike, small and delicate little elephants in the money bag.

Fight! Song Yanzhu gritted his teeth, and said with a tiger face: "Tao Gongzi is an official, naturally what he wants, and the little sister has to accept something." It's just that the little sister's painting skills are clumsy, don't stain the eyes of the son! ”

Yibi said, and Yibi raised his sleeves and was about to step forward.