The two hundred and ninety-eighth round

Qin Ying couldn't understand how Su Zhiyan could write a love poem waiting for Lang Jun to send a letter and pass on a book before she got married. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoBut after Qin Ying saw Zheng Ru's poems, she refreshed her impression of the noble girl circle.

Zheng Ru (under the sound of the eleventh peace)

Get up and put on makeup, and hold the window to drive away sorrow.

In front of the sparkling waves, the pink and purple reflect the deep eyes.

Xingxing went out and picked up the line hook.

Embroider and weave light Luopa, Shangyuan to do love chips.

"Go out to see the lantern and go on a date with Lang Jun on the Shangyuan Festival, and use a handkerchief as a token?"

"I can imagine that the little lady in the boudoir is delicate and cute, playful and lively."

"Elegant but not high."

At this point, Qin Ying reluctantly agreed, it was normal for these noble ladies to write Sichun's poems before they had time to write.

The three of them walked around under the corridor, but they didn't see the poems of the hairpin lady, Qin Ying asked in a whisper what the situation was, the hairpin girl smiled and didn't answer, just took the fan and shook it.

Zheng Ru guessed that the hairpin lady did not hand it in honestly, or the hairpin girl secretly took her own silk book. However, both are unlikely.

The servants are very conscientious, and the nobles are proud of writing poems, the hairpin girl writes so fast should be in her heart, what is the reason why she does not hand over the silk book? Taking a step back, there are many onlookers under the corridor now, and the hairpin girl has to do things in front of everyone, and she can't completely pick herself clean.

――Actually, the unscrupulous author did not write the poem of the hairpin lady.

Not to mention this matter, the eldest grandson lady personally came forward to comment on these poems, and the person who can get the hairpin lady hairpin into the sideburns is Zheng Ru. Because Zheng Ru's poems have indeed pierced the hearts of countless noble girls.

Qin Ying stroked his palm and said to himself: Fertilizer and water do not flow into the fields of outsiders.

The hairpin lady and Zheng Ru glared at her at the same time, feeling how awkward Qin Ying's words sounded.

Then the eldest grandson invited the two hairpins and the hairpins.

Zheng Ru's age is not too old, and the color of the body is tender, and the autumn chrysanthemum on the green silk cannot be too light, so the hairpin girl chose rouge jade in the garden, adding a touch of brightness to her double-ring bun.

Just now, the nobles also knew Zheng Ru with their poems, and now when they see the hairpin lady giving her flowers, there is a trace of envy in their eyes.

Qin Ying was happy for Zheng Ru from the bottom of her heart, after all, she was the first person she befriended at the noble lady's banquet.

After composing poems in the garden, the twilight sprinkled all over the eldest grandson's mansion. Ever-bright lanterns had been set up in advance, and the servants lit incense to dispel mosquitoes around the feast, and the whole atmosphere during the banquet was soothed.

The eldest grandson asked the servants to remove the low table, and placed a slender and high-necked pot in the huge open space, so that the nobles could throw the pot for fun.

If you don't want to do this game, the eldest grandson lady also put a small case next to it to put together, on which is a jade belt hook, dice and fruit wine, which is also one of the popular games recently.

Qin Ying was first picked up by the hairpin lady, and threw the pot three or four times with a bamboo arrow, and then Qin Ying looked back by chance, and saw the hairpin girl picking up an arrow thrown by Qin Ying as if she was strolling, standing behind and stretching out her arm casually, and the arrow entered the spout steadily.

Zheng Ru exclaimed in amazement and said, the skills of the hairpin girl are even more powerful than her eldest brother.

Just look at the hairpin girl smiled bitterly, she carefully covered up her past in this somewhat sad smile.

Qin Ying didn't know much about the hairpin lady when she was a child, and she just thought that the hairpin girl was lucky because of her strength, so she aimed the arrow accurately into the small spout that she couldn't see clearly.

When it was Zheng Ru's turn to throw the pot, she threw all five arrows in her hand at once. The results are self-evident, naturally all of them have fallen off, and even one of them has been inserted into the flowers, which has injured a lot of autumn chrysanthemum petals known as green peonies.

Seeing this, Qin Ying hurriedly asked Zheng Ru: "Haven't you seen others throwing pots, how can you still do such a thing." ”

Zheng Ru blinked and pretended to be innocent: "I think I don't have enough strength and accuracy, maybe I can win one of them if I throw them all." ”

The hairpin lady looked at the two little ladies around her who didn't know how to throw pots at all, and was speechless for a while. Finally she bent down and taught her how to hold the arrow with the most strength, and how to aim the tip of the arrow at the spout in the distance.

Qin Ying has no talent for poetry, but he is commendable in developing his physical potential. got the oral secret book of the hairpin lady, and she won two consecutive attempts.

Zheng Ru, who was the opposite of her, was bullied by the pitcher, with two packs of tears in her eyes. She muttered aggrievedly, it doesn't matter if she didn't hit it once after throwing it several times, now her arm is sore, and she has to be rubbed by Qin Ying to lift it.

Hearing this, Qin Ying had no choice but to wrinkle her face, squeeze two of Zheng Ru's arms with her hands, and coax her to the guessing hook seat next to her, before stopping her muttering.

The hairpin lady looked at the interaction between the two little ladies around her, and couldn't help but say funny in her heart.

When the three of them got out of the pot throwing field, they passed by the eldest grandson.

The eldest grandson lady is also like a butterfly wearing flowers, and she has a lot of fun among the nobles in gorgeous clothes. She hurriedly smiled at the hairpin lady, said and went away.

The hairpin girl nodded, watching her playmate walk away, and her heart was a little stunned for a while. Despite how similar their paths were when they were children, their paths are very different now.

There is also a group of noble ladies gathered here. This is a two-player game, one person puts the jade hook in the palm of his hand, and stops for a while in a row, letting the other person guess which hand the jade hook is on. If you guess wrong, you will be punished for drinking.

Qin Ying has always felt that this is the game that Su Huan is best at. So after Qin Ying left the palace to rest by herself, she gave Su Huan a jade belt hook with a very good texture and a warm touch, and let him play with it when he was fine.

At this time, the noble girl has already played many rounds, and she is a little tired of the same game rules. The hairpin lady proposed to turn the cups upside down, and put the jade belt hook in one of the cups, and one person shuffled the order for the others to guess. This is also about eyesight.

The hairpin lady's words have been echoed by many people.

Then the small cup used to hold the wine touched the table in this way.

The most eye-catching one after ten rounds is Qin Ying. Because her eyes are better, she has been accurate for several times in a row, and finally smoothed out the evil breath that she had held back when she was composing poetry before.

Zheng Ru couldn't keep up with the fast-moving cup, so he followed Qin Ying to charge the jade hook, and even waived a lot of punishment.

The hairpin lady gave a good suggestion, but did not participate in the game. She felt that she was too old to laugh and play like these little ladies. Or maybe she's lost her qualifications to be so wanton.

The banquet of the noble ladies lasted until there were still two quarters of the night fast.

Zheng Ru asked Qin Ying's residence before parting, but Qin Ying shook her head and didn't tell her, but just asked her residence back.

(To be continued.) )