The son who spoke was the eldest son of a scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion and Han Yufu's elder brother, Han Boyan, who was twenty-eight this year.

He had some friendship with Li Yan, the two were classmates back then, and he knew that Li Yan was not a person who used to use his left hand, so he asked this question.

Han Boyan's words attracted the attention of the people around him. Wei Yuan was playing with the feather arrow in his hand, and when he heard this, he raised his eyes and looked at Li Yan. His eyes were dark, his face did not change, but the hand holding the arrow tightened without a trace, and his gaze drooped slightly, falling on Li Yan's right arm.

Li Yan put his arm on his lap, and said without changing his face: "Fang just had cramps in his right hand." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, took another feather arrow in his right hand, aimed it at the spout of the Celestial Sphere Bottle, and threw it into it with precision again. The arrow touches the spout of the pot and makes a crisp sound.

Others applauded. The anger in Wei Yuan's eyes flashed, and Li Yan seemed to be no different from Fang Cai this time, but for those who are accustomed to using the right hand, the throw is not as accurate as the left hand. Moreover, when Li Yan threw the pot, his right hand trembled slightly, which was extremely inconspicuous, and the people around him did not pay attention, but Wei Yuan accurately captured it.

After two rounds, only Wei Yuan, Wei Feng, Su Zhi, Lu Jianghuai and Li Yan were left in the field.

They were getting farther and farther away from the pot, except for the first round of Li Yan's left hand, and the next one was his right hand.

The first one in this round was Wei Yuan, Wei Yuan was holding the feather arrow in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "It's not interesting to just cast like this, why don't we change the comparison." As he spoke, he asked the attendant Chen Qin to bring a longbow, pointed to the willow tree on the shore in front of him, and said, "It's better to put the pot in that place, let's draw the bow and shoot the arrow, if anyone can shoot the arrow into the pot, it will be considered a winner." ”

The shore was about fifty paces away from where he stood, and the mouth of the bottle was facing upwards, which made it more difficult, not only to grasp the direction of the arrow, but also to master the strength and the angle of the arrow's fall.

Several people had no opinions, Wei Feng put away one leg and sat casually under Xinyan Tower, Yixing was a little unhappy.

He wasn't interested in pitching pots, he was only interested in Suxi.

Wei Yuan looked at Li Yan on the side, and asked intentionally or unintentionally, "What does Li Gongzi think?" ”

Li Yan replied in a low voice, without looking at Wei Yuan's eyes, and said, "It's all right." ”

Wei Yuan sneered. Archery is not as good as throwing a pot, which only tests the strength of the wrist, but archery needs to be full of bowstrings, and the whole arm must be forced. If Li Yan's right hand was injured, he would not be able to complete this series of movements.

Sure enough, when it was Li Yan's turn, he was obviously sluggish, and then he reluctantly pulled out a whole bow and shot an arrow into the air. The arrow went down, landed half a foot away from the spout, and did not hit.

It's not surprising that this comparison is tricky, except for Wei Feng and Su Zhi, the rest of them are all missing.

Li Yan handed the longbow to the palace man behind him and walked towards the back of the crowd.

This is the Imperial Garden, and behind it is the dormitory of the concubines, so he should not be able to go far. Wei Yuan's eyes sank, and he looked at his right hand, which was unnaturally hanging down at his side. Because Li Yan was wearing a purple robe today, he couldn't tell whether his arm was soaked in blood, he beckoned, called the guard Chen Qin behind him, and ordered in a low voice: "Follow him." ”

Chen Qin should be. Over there, several children of the family were praising Wei Feng and Su Zhi's archery skills.

Su Zhi was cold by nature and not easy to approach, so most of the people surrounded Wei Feng to ask for archery skills. Wei Feng's black eyes turned, and he looked faintly in the direction of Wei Yuan and Li Yan, and Shaoqing retracted his gaze, with a seemingly absent smile on his lips.

*

This end, Zhaoyang Palace.

Now that spring is in full bloom and a hundred flowers are blooming, the queen invites the noble ladies to go to the imperial garden to enjoy the flowers and scenery. Wei Deyin was allergic to pollen, so the queen asked her to stay in Zhaoyang Palace. The hall that was still lively just now suddenly became empty, everyone left, and Deyin's eyes showed a look of loss. Su Xi saw that her heart softened, so she said that she would stay with her.

Fu Yi walked to the door, I don't know what I suddenly remembered, stopped, and said to Princess Yu beside me: "Mother, Bao'er just kicked me twice, I'm not very strong at this time, so I won't go to enjoy the flowers, let's stay here." ”

Princess Song of Yu was quite concerned about the child in her belly, and now that she said this, she naturally agreed, "Then stay and rest, don't be tired." ”

Fu Yi bowed slightly. Then he sent someone to talk to Queen Liu and stepped back into the palace.

Su Xi and Wei Deyin were sitting on the warm couch. When Fu Yi came in, Su Xi was holding Wei Deyin's hand and teaching her to write stroke by stroke.

The two of them sat back and forth, and Wei Deyin knew that Su Xi was pregnant with a doll in her belly, and she sat in Su Xi's arms in a regular manner, not daring to move. Fu Yi smiled, stepped forward, walked up to the two of them and said, "What is Princess Deyin writing?" I wonder if you can ask me to take a look at it? ”

After that, after seeing the words in the pen clearly, I was stunned.

The handwriting on the rice paper is graceful and smart, graceful like a tree, Mu Ruo is breezy, Gao Yi is thin and clean, and it is a good hand. It has the style of Mrs. Wei of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Even Fu Yi has practiced calligraphy for so many years, and I'm afraid he can't write such words. She looked at the hand holding Wei Deyin's small hand, slender and delicate, like green onions and bamboo shoots, so white that she could not see the slightest flaw. Going up, is Su Xi's delicate and clear face.

Fu Yi didn't know that she could still write such a stylish character.

Su Xi stopped writing, raised his eyes to look at Fu Yi, froze, and greeted with a light smile: "Sister Yi." ”

Wei Deyin refused to come out in Su Xi's arms, smiling, the loss of Fang Cai had already disappeared without a trace, and said: "Aunt Xi is teaching me to write the "Collection of Famous Sages" - gentlemen are frank, villains are often relatives. Would you like to take a look? Am I writing well? ”

She was only five years old, so naturally these words could not be written by her, they were written by Su Xi holding her hand. If Fu Yi nodded, it would be a disguised praise for Su Xi. Fu Yi smiled slightly, Shaoqing bowed his head slightly, and said "yes".

Wei Deyin was very satisfied, and looked up at Su Xi, "Aunt Xi, let's continue to write, what's the next sentence?" ”

Su Xi nodded at Fu Yi, and then continued to teach Wei Deyin to write.

Fu Yi walked to the vine-faced Arhat on the other side and sat down to drink tea.

Wei Deyin was very interested in learning, and she was much more serious than when the master in the study taught her to read. However, in the end, it was a child, and after three minutes of heat, he couldn't hold on after a while, closed his eyes and lay sleepily in Su Xi's arms, and quickly fell asleep.

Su Xi was worried that she would catch a cold when she slept here, so she asked Mama Jiang to carry her back to the room.

After Wei Deyin left, only Su Xi and Fu Yi were left in the warm pavilion. Su Xi didn't want to be alone with Fu Yi, so she asked people to clean up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the small table of Zhu Qi Luodian, and then stood up and prepared to go to the back garden to enjoy the flowers with everyone.

There happened to be a maid passing by behind her, holding a cup of freshly brewed Wuyi tea in her hand, staggering back, and as soon as her hand was loosened, most of the Wuyi tea was splashed on Su Xi's body.

The maid was Fu Yi's person, and just now Fu Yi said that she wanted to drink tea, so she went outside to serve a cup. Seeing that there was a trouble, he knelt on the ground in a panic and blamed himself: "The slave and maid should die, please calm the anger of the wife of the prince of Jin......"

Su Xi frowned, she didn't expect Fu Yi to have such a clumsy maid by her side.

Fortunately, the tea was not too hot and did not burn myself. However, after splashing down like this, her skirt was also wet, and there were still a few tea leaves hanging on it, so she must not be able to wear it anymore.

Tingyan on the side was a little angry, and scolded Su Xi: "How did you walk?" What if I hurt my wife? ”

The maid shrunk into a ball and cast a plea glance at Fu Yi. Fu Yi sat up from the Arhat collapse, walked forward, and saw that Su Xi was wearing a tooth-white embroidered hundred birds and horses-faced skirt, and tea leaves were splashed on her head, leaving a mottled brownish yellow mark, which was quite obvious. She frowned, then scolded the clumsy maid for a few words, turned her head to Su Xi and said, "Sister Xi, my girl has offended you, I will make amends to you on her behalf, and I will definitely punish her well after I go back, don't be angry with me." ”

Su Xi pursed her lips, not being angry is fake, a little depressed. She happened to go out today without much clothes, and now she was splashed with tea, and after a while, the queen mother and everyone came back, wouldn't it be rude to see her like this?

Fu Yi saw her scruples, and said knowingly: "It just so happens that I brought an extra skirt today, Sister Xi and I are about the same size, if you don't dislike it, why don't I go and bring it to you to change." ”

That's all I have to do now. Su Xi hesitated for a moment, then bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Sister Yi." ”

Fu Yi smiled slightly and said, "It's my maid who is rude first, it's good if you don't blame me, and say thank you or not." Sister Xi is here to wait for me for a while, and I'll be back in a moment. ”

Su Xi bowed slightly.

Fu Yi led her maid out of the warm pavilion and walked to the end of the corridor, but she didn't continue to walk forward and stopped. She raised her eyes and looked at the plaque, and saw the words "Pengying Palace" written on it, stood at the door for a while, and saw that there was no one around, so she pushed the door in.

Closing the door, she asked the maid behind her, "Did you bring anything?" ”

The maid lowered her head and stepped forward, how could she still have the cowardice and horror of Fang Cai, took out an azure porcelain vase from her sleeve, handed it to Fu Yi and said, "Bring it, madam, please take a look." ”

Fu Yi took it, and saw that the bottle was clean and clean, nothing was written, and it was impossible to tell what it was doing from the appearance alone.

The maid thought that Fu Yi didn't believe it, and added: "Madam, don't worry, the mother-in-law and the slave maid said that this thing is colorless and odorless, and others will definitely not be able to smell it." Just one drop in the smoke cage is enough to confuse people's minds......"

Fu Yi pinched the bottle, waved his hand and said, "You go down." ”

The girl bowed her head and said yes, and withdrew from the Pengying Palace.

Pengying Hall is a side hall next to Zhaoyang Palace, usually almost no people, and the queen rarely comes here. The furnishings inside are very complete, and the beds and bedding are neatly folded. Fu Yi walked to the gilded beast smoker, the incense curled, and the hall exuded a faint fragrance. She opened the porcelain vase, poured a drop into it as the maid said, paused, and feared that it would not work, so she added two or three drops.

*

New Wild Goose Building.

Wei Feng sat downstairs, and a palace man dressed in cyan trolling walked up to him, and bent his knees and said respectfully: "Lord Shizi, Mrs. Shizi was burned by tea, and she is in the Pengying Palace at this time." ”