Chapter Seventy-Nine: Birthday Ceremony
"Xue Langjun, this ......" Jing Ci kept pursing his lips uncomfortably. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ο½iqugeγ infoThis is Xue Chongjian's personal belongings, how can it be easily given to her? And it's really unreasonable for a woman to accept a man's personal belongings.
"Xue Erlang, you are guests, you came to watch the ceremony temporarily, you don't have to give gifts, otherwise it will seem that our fourth mother is greedy." Seeing this, Yang Yupei stepped forward with a shallow smile on his face.
Xue Chongjian also smiled, "Jing Ci and Lu, how can I not give gifts, we have lived and died together, haven't we?" β
"Chongjian, if you want me to see that you should change sides, a little lady's family, how dare you accept your palace silk." Li Longji laughed and persuaded him.
"Hey-what kind of friendship do I have with Jing Ci, what don't you dare to do, don't you say, Jing Ci?" He raised an eyebrow at Jing Ci.
This sentence made Jing Ci relax a lot, it is true that she and Xue Chongjian are like brothers, isn't it just a palace, what's the big deal.
"Since Xue Langjun said so, I accepted it!" Jing Ci raised his chin slightly, very refreshing.
Yang Yupei on the side glanced at her, "Jing Ci ......"
"It's okay, the second sister doesn't know, I'm very familiar with Xue Langjun," she waved her hand indifferently.
Immediately afterwards, Li Longfan also gave a gift, which was a fan given to him by Li Chongjun, and now he is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.
After that, Jing Ci looked at Yang Weixiao on the other side, "Third sister, it's up to you." β
Yang Weixiao smiled, "Look at your anxious appearance." β
"Don't be mysterious, take it out and see."
"I don't have any money to buy you a gift, it just so happens that I have studied painting for a few years, and I can't get into the elegant hall, but in order to save money, I have to get an axe." Yang Weiwei smiled and glanced at the maid behind her.
The maid stepped forward with a picture scroll, and Yao Tao untied the red ribbon on the scroll and slowly unfolded the whole picture scroll......
The delicate red pomegranate flowers jumped into people's sight......
A pomegranate flower new leaves in clusters, the old leaves are opposite, the calyx is thick, the peel is slightly yellow, the size of the red seeds is similar and different, the brushwork is neat, and the shade is suitable for the virtual and the real......
A vivid pomegranate flower is just about to emerge.
Jing Ci was surprised, "This is the third sister's handwriting?" β
"It didn't cost a lot of money, but it took me a lot of energy." Yang Weiwei quipped.
"I didn't expect the third sister to have this ability, and the real person doesn't show her face." I always felt that the third sister was very proficient in medical science, but she didn't expect to be so proficient in painting, which really opened her eyes.
Yang Weiwei's appearance is not outstanding, but her talent is quite profound.
"The eldest sister of the child intends to let Sanniang learn to paint, and I will learn to dance, which is all real practice." Yang Yupei is accustomed to it, her dancing skills are perfect, if Yang Weiwei's painting skills can't even reach this level, she will really wonder if she is the Yang family.
"Lifelike, Yang Sanniang's painting is so realistic."
"This pomegranate, the details are outlined, the pen is sharp, and everyone is magnificent."
"Thank you for your compliments, I'm just painting the pomegranate in the backyard of the house, the work of the boudoir, how dare you be magnificent." Yang Weiwei smiled, Yang Yupei was right, they were all practiced since childhood. The father and mother are indifferent, the grandmother is eccentric, the eldest sister is strict, the second sister is arrogant, and the only close sister is still sent away, so she can only be accompanied by paintings in her lonely childhood.
"'The foreign teacher creates the nature, and the heart is the source' is about the same," Li Longji stared at the painting for a moment, and then looked at Yang Weixiao, "Presumably Yang Sanniang must have seen the pomegranate in the backyard of your mansion by heart, and the pomegranate is already in her heart, so that she can give the painting a new soul." β
A simple sentence hit the painter's heart appropriately, she suddenly looked at Li Longji, and the sparkle in her eyes couldn't help but flow, "Li Sanlang is also a person who learns painting?" β
Li Longji smiled, "I dabbled in a little, and I didn't dare to call it 'Xi Painting'." β
"Wei Wei has never heard anyone comment on my paintings like this, but she really met a bosom friend." Yang Weiwei said it, smiling at her blessed body.
He was right.
The pomegranate flowers in the backyard are really familiar to me, because ...... It was planted by A-Niang on the day Jing Ci was sent away, and she said that leaving a pomegranate was a commemoration. So instead of choosing a plant in the backyard to describe, she would naturally choose that pomegranate.
"Haha-" Li Longji returned the salute, "I will ask Yang Sanniang for more advice in the future." β
"You two are also right," Li Chongjun smiled and shook his head, "Sanniang's modesty has only been seen by us, what is difficult to get into the hall of elegance, but we are all amazed, everyone don't believe what my cousin said is a little dabbling, he is proficient in painting, and has been praised by the saint." β
"Li Sanlang and the third sister, you two...... Hehe......" Jing Ci smiled meaningfully, the prince was right, Deng was right.
"Jing Ci, give it, this is my joint gift with your second sister." Li Chongjun handed her an open brocade box in his hand.
"Thank you, brother-in-law and second sister are husband and wife, and the little sister has accepted this gift." Jing Ci smiled and took it with both hands, and when she saluted, she caught a glimpse of these two people secretly sending Qiu Bo from time to time, it seems that there are some eyebrows between the second sister and the prince.
Yang Yupei glared at the playful Jing Ci with a smile, but there were wisps of honey in his heart.
"San Lang, it's your turn, you haven't given Jing Ci a gift yet." Li Chongjun turned his head to look at Li Longji.
"I ......" was suddenly named, Li Longji was quite embarrassed and hesitated, "I really didn't prepare, so let's do it - I will dance a dance and dedicate it to Siniang as Siniang's birthday gift." β
Dance for her? Jing Ci was stunned.
"Haha-my cousin danced for the lady for the first time, I want to take a good look at it......" Li Chongjun immediately clapped his palms, and the music sounded.
Li Longji was also generous, and then danced, with a strong body, powerful hands and feet, waving his arms and leading the wind, heroic and magnificent......
Everyone can see that this Li Longji is really proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Yang Weixiao in the banquet held her breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth that she didn't even notice, this person must be a person with a good heart to be able to dance such a turbulent dance.
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The banquet was joyful, all of them were chic and comfortable, and there was no scene at all, which felt completely different from the banquet in Yang's mansion.
Jing Ci is very cheerful, today are close people, there is no city. A strong sense of happiness and freedom surrounded her, and she really loved this feeling, as if she was in Luoyang when she was a teenager......
After a long time, she found out that Aunt Xiao had left at some point.
I don't know if she thinks too much, she always feels that Aunt Xiao is avoiding her.
This banquet was unconsciously postponed until the sun set, and everyone had to disperse. The third sister chatted with Qian Zhiyu, and the second sister kept eyebrowning with the prince...... Jing Ci finally decided to give Xiao Ping and Xiao An a ride, first accompany them to Xiao's Mansion, and then turn back to Yang's Mansion.
"It's a great day."
"No, I was worried at first that this girl of yours would change sex when she came to Chang'an, it seems that I was too worried." Xiao Ping said.
"It's so easy to turn around. When are you free to play polo together? β
Xiao Ping refused, "No, I have to help Daddy deal with the matter, and I have sneaked out today." β
"Hmph," Jing Ci's face sank suddenly, and his tone was displeased, "It's up to you Xiao Langjun to take care of everything." β
"I can't blame me," Xiao Ping pouted and patted Jing Ci's shoulder with courtesy, "Daddy asked me to follow him to work in the court, and you don't want to see me unproductive, right?" β
"You are now at the age of studying, can you follow Uncle Xiao so early?"
"Hey, Daddy has his own reasons, and he won't hurt me."
"I don't study anymore," Xiao An said, "I practice chess and do women's work every day, so you can use some heart if you are still studying." "After all, it has always been Lang Jun's business to study, and it is not easy for the little lady to grow up to be so old and still study, so her family must value her.
After sending off Xiao Ping and Xiao An, the carriage drove towards Yang's mansion.
Unexpectedly, I walked halfway.
"Phewβ"
The coachman urgently reined in the horse, and Jing Ci, Fang Nian, and the young girl in the car were all shaken violently.
"Hey, what's the matter with you, can you afford to hurt my lady......" shouted the coachman pointing to the man who suddenly stopped the carriage in front of him.
"Jing Ci, come out." The man who stopped the carriage ignored the scolding coachman and shouted into the carriage.