Chapter 57
Following the eyes of the second princess, Xibao saw Murong Shi, and a trace of strangeness in her heart disappeared in an instant, it turned out that Le's charm was similar to her, but no, Murong Shi was also combing her hair today, but the hair end was not as loose as Le's. She wore a concubine-colored magnolia Ruyi moire shirt today, with a goose yellow magnolia long skirt, which was simple and elegant, more fresh and refined than Le's, and did not eat the fireworks of the world.
After all, it is the spring flowers that are too bright and the spring flowers in the garden are too bad, everyone has invariably adopted an elegant dress, and the women in the house do not seem to be too strong in fat powder, but have some fresh taste.
Princess Heng on the throne spoke: "Sisters, Pingru first thanked you here for your appreciation, today is a good day to enjoy spring flowers and wine, thank you for coming to my house for a banquet in your busy schedule, looking at the sisters' dress, I feel that this room is more delicate than the flowers outside." ā
Princess Ke on the side smiled: "No, the sisters are more elegant than the other." ā
Princess Liu smiled: "It must be more elegant, we are here to enjoy the flowers, not to be appreciated." ā
Xibao is extremely glad in her heart that she is dressed elegantly today, otherwise she will become an alternative in the eyes of others, looking at this group of women, you joke with each other every word, Xibao actually looked at Murong Clan again, I don't know if I heard the story about Qi You and Murong that day, Xibao actually had a trace of curiosity about Murong Clan, since she is such a desirable woman, why Qi You would give up on her, I don't know what kind of emotion she has for Qi You now, after all, childhood sweethearts or something is the most reverie.
After looking at Murong Xibao and continued to look at Le's, her eyes went back and forth between the two of her and suddenly Xibao was stunned, she was frightened by an idea that came out of her heart, she suddenly felt that Le's seemed to be a copy of Murong's, she even thought that maybe Le's was particularly favored by Qi You for this reason, after all, the love in the ignorant period will always remain in the deepest part of the heart, thinking of this Xibao went further, before they often said that the women in the backyard of the palace are a little similar to Le's, Now it seems that they are all a little similar to Princess Murong Could it be that Qi You has been looking for a replacement for the Murong clan what about her Xibao thought of herself.
She and Murong are two completely different types of women, except for one thing that they are quite beautiful women, Xibao is a little panicked in her heart, has Qi You never liked other people in her heart?
Xibao was really tired of such a speculation, she rubbed her head that had risen a little and continued to analyze secretly in her heart: It is estimated that the princess knows about this, is she too generous or has she never liked Qi You She has never come out, and even the Le family, who looks very similar to the Murong family, is more tolerant; And what about Le's, doesn't she know that being used as a stand-in will definitely hurt her pride, especially when it can be seen that she loves Qi You very much; If Murong knew that Qi You was very fond of this Le family, who looked very similar to her, would he be very moved. Oh my God, what did you find, it felt like it was a palace secret.
Just when Xibao's thoughts didn't know how many turns, Princess Heng said, "Sisters, it's almost time for us to enter the courtyard." ā
Xibao came back to her senses and was surprised that she had been wandering for so long, and she also followed everyone to get up and slowly walked out of the house towards the inner garden of King Heng's mansion.
As soon as they entered the garden, the ladies and ladies who gathered together in twos and threes all walked here, and everyone asked the princesses and princesses to say goodbye, and Princess Heng said with a smile: "Today is our sisters and sisters, take advantage of the good day when the flowers are blooming in the spring, get together and have fun, don't have so many rules." ā
Everyone replied respectfully, "Yes." ā
Princess Heng said again: "Let's go, let's go over together, the wine and food in the garden should be ready, let's enjoy this spring scene while eating." ā
Saying that, everyone smiled and moved to the center of the garden, and when they arrived at the lake, everyone sat down one after another in the order of respect and humility, and Xibao followed the princesses to sit on the main table in the pavilion, and sat at the small twenty tables before and after, seven or eight people at each table, and it was impossible to tell at a glance whether it was a person or a flower.
This is the middle of spring, the garden is full of blooming flowers, Xi Bao looks at the flowers than looking at people to celebrate, the inner garden of the Heng Wangfu is indeed a variety of flowers, because of Wenqin's sake Xi Bao is also quite concerned about flowers and plants, in addition to the common narcissus, spring, Ruixiang, tulips, irises, calla lilies, calendula, peony, peony, cloves, rhododendrons, poppies, geraniums, there is also a large area of the best camellia also bloomed, there is a Qionghua tree next to the pavilion, surrounded by begonias such as the four seasons begonia, hanging bell begonia, Bamboo begonia and other kinds of begonia flowers, magnolia, purple magnolia, junzi orchid, gorse, phalaenopsis, dendrobium, hyacinth, manjushri, lily are also scattered everywhere, it is dazzling, all kinds of floral fragrances one after another with the wind, Xibao suddenly felt a little drunk.
Today's dishes are also particularly appropriate, and it can be seen that Princess Heng is very attentive, because they are all women's foods are relatively sweet and light, and the eight dishes, one soup and two snacks are also quite rich. A plate of mixed lettuce, a plate of floral lotus root, a plate of shredded chicken jellyfish, a plate of steamed duck stuffed with osmanthus wine, a plate of vegetarian stewed three fresh meatballs, a plate of West Lake vinegar fish, a plate of yam cherry meat, a plate of fresh mushroom cabbage, a large cup of plum blossom tofu soup, three small plates of cream pine crisp rolls, three small plates of jade bean cake, a pot of sweet plum wine, are some of the women's favorite food, everyone is also happy, while eating and chatting can also enjoy the flowers is indeed a beautiful thing.
After eating almost, Princess Ke mentioned yƬ everyone to the poem, everyone asked what is the poem, Princess Zhe looked at the flowers in the garden and said that the flowers in this garden are the poems, let's beat the drum and pass the flowers to stop at whom, then whoever has to compose a poem, not repeated, limited to an hourglass.
Everyone thinks that this is not only a good idea, but also to enliven the atmosphere, maybe it can also show off the talent, Xibao is helpless, she almost doesn't play much in this kind of game in the female boudoir, first, her family does not have this atmosphere, and secondly, she doesn't like this kind of game that seems to be elegant but is actually showing off and comparing, but at the moment she can't refuse so she has to sit there silently.
Princess Ke folded off a four-season begonia from the flowers, tied it with silk and handed it to Princess Heng and said, "Sister, you are hosting today, so let's start with you." ā
Princess Heng took the flower and said: "Okay, then let's start, no matter who is the status of the Tao, everyone has to make a decent theme poem or words in an hourglass time." The maid on the side helped bring a small drum and began to beat the drum and pass the flowers, these children and relatives are very devoted, and after a while the flowers were spread to seven or eight tables, suddenly the drum stopped, and a young woman who looked like a woman got the flowers, and the people next to her coaxed: "It's your turn, what flowers do you choose?" ā
The woman looked around and smiled, "I choose daffodils." ā
Everyone laughed and said, "Okay, daffodils." ā
Princess Heng also smiled and said, "Okay, then please write a poem on the theme of daffodils." Now start the timer. ā
The woman was in a state of thought, and the ladies around her also looked at her quietly, and when the hourglass was about to run out, she said slightly: "The flower is like a golden cup and a jade plate, and the light shines brightly and coldly." There are cloud ladders in the world, dedicated to Chang'e in the moon. "It's really vivid
Everyone reacted for a while and clapped their hands and praised: "Yes, good poetry, good poetry." ā
Princess Ke also praised: "Good poetry, this is a good start for us." ā
The woman smiled politely and said, "Princess Xie's praise is just a brick throw." ā
Princess Heng also praised: "You are so polite, it's really good, okay, let's start again, everyone has to write poems like this." Princess Heng's words fell, and the drum continued to sound, and when it stopped, the flower passed to a girl-like woman, looking at the dress should be an unmarried boudoir girl.
Princess Heng asked, "What flower did you choose?" ā
The woman pondered for a moment and said, "I'll choose peonies." ā
Princess Heng said: "The peony is good, there are a lot of peonies in my garden, please start." ā
The woman pursed her lips and began to think, and after a while, she smiled and said, "There is, there is a light thunder overnight, and the light is uneven." The affectionate peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the branches. "The woman had been reading all year round, and she was so quick to compose poetry. Everyone responded with a round of applause for her speed.
Continued, a few times later, the flower was passed to Murong Yuyu's hand, and Princess Heng asked, "Sister, this flower is in your hand, what flower do you choose?" ā
Murong smiled slightly and said, "Well, seeing that the orchids on the side of this pavilion are blooming just right, let's choose orchids." ā
Princess Heng smiled: "Okay, then let's take orchids as the theme, sister please." ā
Murong looked at the orchid and frowned slightly, everyone watched quietly, waiting for what poetry Princess Shen, who was known as the first talented woman in the capital, could make. Sure enough, after a while, she stretched her brows, smiled and lightly opened her lips and said: "Youlan Fa Hollow Valley, it is the fragrance of the king."
The fragrant wind is full of the four fields, and the plain posture is clear and clear.
The veins are affectionate, and the independent legacies are fragrant.
He Kanxiao and Ai are friends.
Xiao Aizi Luhua, Youlan suffers from severe frost.
The light and wind turned, and the cai was full of clothes. ā
Xibao listened carefully and praised in his heart: "Sure enough, like her people, this poem exudes a high and resolute atmosphere." ā
After hearing this, everyone clapped their hands and praised: "Sure enough, she is the first talented woman, this poem really speaks of this orchid, good poetry, definitely good poetry." ā
Princess Liu praised: "Sister Murong is really a talented girl, I saw it today." ā
Princess Heng also praised: "Sister Murong can make such a poem in such a short time, which is really extraordinary." ā
Murong still smiled slightly: "It's just some poems, how can you say it so powerfully, Sister Princess Heng, let's continue." ā
"Okay to continue." Princess Heng smiled and shouted to start, the flowers continued to be passed on, and when the second round was passed to the main table, the flowers fell into the hands of Le Pingyao, and everyone continued to look forward to it, Xibao was interested, she wanted to see if Le's even poetry and songs were very similar to Murong's.
Le Pingyao chose Qionghua, it is really special enough, this Qionghua is not as common as other flowers, anyway, Xibao feels that she can't think of any good poems at this time.
Le Pingyao thought for a while and said: "The jade is light, the flying qiong is light, and the socks are dusty and go downstairs."
Try new makeup, burnt water and incense.
Remember the scissors, the spring ice gallops, the golden bottle is wet, and the stars are ridden. The moonlight in the sky was blown by the wind and dreamed of Nanzhou.
Seeing each other in front of the respect, it seems to be embarrassing and the traces are floating.
Ask the snow drifting branches, on the Wushuang Pavilion, when will you revisit?
I want to wrap my waist around and ride a crane, the smoke is far away, and the old things are long.
But with a speechless, fireworks March spring sorrow. ā