Chapter 155: Unwarranted Favor (1)

Yang Shufei examined Feng Ling up and down several times, and casually asked a few words of age, and Feng Ling answered them one by one, but she couldn't see Yang Shufei's thoughts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Princess Gao Yang sat on the brocade cushion beside her, pursing her lips as if trying to suppress the smile that was about to overflow the corners of her mouth.

Some palace people came in to tell the invited ladies and ladies that most of them had arrived, but Yang Shufei's interest was still on Feng Ling, and she ignored the palace people's advice, and only asked Xiang Feng Ling in surprise: "I heard that Gu Niangzi is good at horses, I have a big five-flower horse given by the emperor here, and no one can tame it yet, why don't you bother Gu Niangzi to tame me for me?" ā€

Feng Ling opened her mouth and just wanted to resign, but Yang Shufei's eyes turned on her, and she laughed and said: "Gao Yang said that Gu Niangzi is a hot-hearted person, and she just happened to wear a dress that she rode on, and her hairstyle is also appropriate, are you willing to help me with this?" ā€

How dare Feng Ling not agree, but he felt more and more strange in his heart, as if every step was carefully designed by others, even the clothes he wore and the hairstyle he combed were already in the calculation. She relied on her own humility, but she was not afraid of the calculations of the nobles, and calmly walked step by step according to their thoughts. Left and right themselves are civilians who have nothing in their eyes, and there are very good plans.

Seeing that she readily agreed, Yang Shufei's face was filled with joy, and she got down from the couch, took Feng Ling's hand, and patted it lightly: "It's a good year, spring is in full bloom, and people are envious." ā€

Feng Ling's mouth was busy humble: "Madam is ashamed of Feng Ling, how dare you compare the barnyard grass and flowers with the true national color." ā€

Yang Shufei laughed softly, "Gu Niangzi, don't be presumptuous. ā€

The three of them walked out of the hall before and after, and sure enough, there were about thirty dressed women waiting outside. The spring banquet is not like a festival sacrifice banquet, but it is just to gather in one place for fun, casual and unrestrained, everyone saw Yang Shufei come out, and greeted each other with a smile, only bending their knees to salute at will.

Seeing the people who followed Concubine Yang and Princess Gaoyang, everyone present turned around in their hearts, thinking about which prince Yang Shufei wanted to talk to, but looking through the women of the right age in the noble and noble family, they couldn't find the one next to Concubine Yang Shu.

The grass and trees in the forbidden garden are sparse, compared to the outside of the palace, it has already been a piece of spring, the spring banquet is set up in the peony garden of the West Inner Garden, a group of concubines and princesses and Mrs. Guo hugged Yang Shufei from the flower path to walk, the clothes are fragrant and the sideburns are shadows, the fat is thick and the powder is overflowing, all of them are the national color and natural fragrance, and the peony that bloomed early was pressed down.

The wind spirit cautiously followed this noble team, like a small inconspicuous little wildflower under the peony bush. Now she has understood that Concubine Yang Shu is about the head of the concubines who presided over the harem after the death of Empress Wende, and all the women are looking at her and carefully teasing and hugging. And among these people, her love for Princess Gaoyang is obvious, and among the many princesses, only Princess Gaoyang has a place beside her.

The Wind Spirit saw Yuletuz in the crowd, but she was too far away to get closer. And Concubine Yang Shu didn't let her wander in the crowd in obscurity, and when she didn't walk for a while, she turned her head to look for her, summoned her forward, and smiled very kindly: "The first time the little lady comes in, she must take a good turn." ā€

Grandma, who has her own dignity and eyes, stepped forward and pointed out the various scenes in the West Inner Garden to her one by one. Walking to the edge of the Keju field, there was already a horse slave leading a tall and strong five-flowered horse waiting.

The wind spirit looked around, but saw that the horse's hooves kept kicking, and the horse slave almost couldn't control the reins, and it looked like it was indeed an untamed raw horse. Five-color markings, straight body fat and legs, and eyes as bright as dark glass beads, Feng Ling couldn't help but secretly shout in his heart: It's a good horse.

"Gu Niangzi looks at that horse, but it still fits the eye?" Yang Shufei had already glimpsed her look of admiration, stepped forward and pointed to the horse and said: "No one can tame this horse, if Gu Niangzi can tame it, it can be regarded as a fate, and I will give it to the little lady." ā€

That horse is much better than Feng Ling's own Dawan black horse, it is difficult to see on the market, so it is priceless, Yang Shufei generously asked for a gift at the exit, don't say that Feng Ling was surprised, even those ladies from the side were also surprised, and they couldn't figure out Yang Shufei's meaning. Giving a horse looks like a long and decent thing, but if you think about it, you want a seemingly delicate and frail little lady to tame the five-flowered Dawan horse, if you accidentally fall from the horse, you will break your bones and tendons, and you will have to worry about your life.

Only Princess Gaoyang's heart is thorough, and Concubine Yang Shufei is a pun. First, to try her skills and explore her foundation, and secondly, to let her die and live. Through the taming of the horse, she learned that the inner palace is dangerous and impermanent, and if she is afraid of shrinking, she will not be able to succeed in the end, and she will not stay. If she is fearless, a great future awaits her.

Yule Tuzi walked through the pile of fat powder and golden hairpins, walked behind the wind spirit, and whispered: "Yile, this horse is already an adult horse, and it is a fierce Dawan horse, you can't use a horse pole to trap, before you tame it, you must first look at it with half a pillar of incense, don't be impatient." ā€

Feng Ling looked at the horse steadily, and calmly asked Yang Shufei for a bearded costume. When everyone heard that she happily promised to tame the fierce horse, they all sweated for her, and a few people who were used to speaking out, couldn't help but discuss: "Such a thing as taming a horse is a stubborn act of fun, and pulling a little foal at will is, why bother to bring it, how can this delicate little lady be worthy?" ā€

Concubine Yang Shu and Princess Gaoyang just didn't hear it, their faces were unquestionable, and they suppressed the public opinion.

The wind spirit changed his clothes very quickly, and after a while, he walked out quickly in a fiery red robe with a small lapel and beard. Concubine Yang squinted her eyes and looked at her from far and near as she walked towards the five-flowered horse, walked to the head of the horse, and bent down intently to stare at the horse's eyes.

Seeing that the wind spirit slowly approached the tall horse, step by step, the waist straightened up little by little, until he straightened up to meet the horse's eyes, and reached out his arm to caress the mane on the horse's neck carefully but firmly. Dama shook his head, not seeming to be very reluctant, and with hesitation, he refused very firmly.

Feng Ling saw the opportunity, tightened his palm, firmly grasped the mane on the horse's neck in his hand, and turned over and jumped onto the horse's back with his strength.

Everyone exclaimed in low voices, not daring to blink their eyes.

This exclamation reached the bottom of Yang Shufei's heart, she was stunned, and forgot to hold a veil to cover her mouth. When she first saw it, her god-like appearance was already surprising, but now, at this time, the scene is so familiar that her heart trembles, and she secretly has some panic.

The big red robe is lined with bright eyes and bright teeth, the silver ring hair is light and crisp, the cool eyebrows and eyes are exactly the same, after 20 years, in the vast sea of people, she can actually teach her to find another Yinghua lady.

Twenty years ago, it was also such a scene, Mrs. Yinghua tamed the horse for Gaozu, jumped on the horse but almost taught the horse to overturn and fall, at the last moment, the sage who was still the young and heroic King of Qin galloped over the horse regardless of it, and the risk of falling off the horse's back in exchange for Mrs. Yinghua was safe and sound.

Yang Shufei closed her eyes heavily and smiled invisibly. That scene, which remained in her mind after years of polishing, was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood, and she couldn't tell whether it was jealousy or fascination, she only knew that she would never forget it. (To be continued.) )