Mrs. Peng is the lady in charge of the noble family, and she is very familiar with the etiquette of the apocalypse, so she deliberately set up several screens in the hall, the women are on the left side, and the men are on the right. Fan Siyan led Sheng Xuejian in, and arrived at the main table, although the women were envious, they were helpless, who let Sheng Xuejian not know what method was used to make Fan Siyan like Sheng Xuejian so much.

The other ladies had to sit down in the back. Sheng Mixiang didn't mind, she just pricked up her ears and eyes towards the door, expecting to see the eldest son of the Cao family. After a while, there was a commotion outside the door, and it was the young talents of Luzhou led by the eldest prince Cao. "Mother, what are the delicious things about today's plum banquet?" Mrs. Peng is dressed in a blue rusty money placket today, wearing a phoenix hairpin with a graceful and luxurious appearance, and she has a round face, which makes her feel full of blessings at a glance.

However, Fan Siyan quietly leaned into Sheng Xuejian's ear and asked, "Do you think my aunt is a little fat?" Sheng Xue was stunned for a moment, and then noticed that Mrs. Peng's body was indeed relatively full, Fan Siyan didn't wait for Sheng Xue to answer, chuckled, and stopped talking. Mrs. Peng smiled and said to her son: "How old are you and how important you are, you think about eating all day long?" You should learn more from our young talents in Luzhou, and study steadily! ”

Cao Dagongzi didn't like to listen to his mother's nagging, but he couldn't disobey his mother on his face, so he only nodded perfunctorily. Mrs. Peng didn't care, and ordered the girls to serve the food. Sheng Mixiang and Sheng Poria set their sights on Cao Dagongzi from the beginning. Fan Siyan's eyes swept over the two people, but he shook his head slightly. Sheng Xuejian also noticed this detail, but when she wanted to ask, Mrs. Peng said, "Bring the green plum wine made last year." ”

Speaking of this green plum wine, it is a must in Changping Bofu. It is made from the first snow of winter and the green plums of summer, and the mouth is clear and sour, which is refreshing. However, Sheng Xuejian was only six years old and couldn't drink too much, so Fan Siyan only poured a small cup for Sheng Xuejian. "You just have to try it, you don't have to be greedy." Sheng Xue saw that she nodded, took a sip lightly, and stopped using it.

Mrs. Peng sat at the main table and looked at Sheng Xue carefully. Although this female doll is only six years old, it is not simple to be able to think about it, but it is not simple, I heard that this female doll is Ziwei's life. Mrs. Peng couldn't help but look at it a few more times. Seeing the doll's demeanor, Fan Siyan secretly said in his heart that Fan Siyan had a vision.

In fact, when Sheng Xue saw that he was in Shengjing in his previous life, he had seen countless good things, and the green plum wine in Changping Bofu was really unsightly. As soon as she looked up, she saw that Grand Prince Cao was looking around, as if he was looking for someone. At this time, he was interrupted by Mrs. Peng: "Didn't you write poems in Merlin all morning?" ”

Cao Dagongzi came back to his senses at this time, touched his nose a little embarrassed and said: "I do write poetry, but there is no poetry today." Mrs. Peng shook her head and said, "Let's eat vegetables." Sheng Yunling, who was sitting at the main table with Cao Dagongzi, had to pretend that he didn't see it, in fact, although Cao Dagongzi was born noble, but people are really different, this Cao Dagongzi really has no talent for reading, his qualifications are mediocre, and he prefers Mu Fengya.

Fan Siyan hid her handkerchief and snickered, others don't know, doesn't she know, this cousin really can't write. Sheng Xue saw this situation and understood.

In previous years, the plum banquet in Changping Bofu was grand, because Changping Bo was also at home, he would not only hold a poetry meeting at home, but also invite Luzhou celebrities to appreciate good poems together, so this plum banquet was very lively. This year is different, Changping Bo is not in Luzhou, only Mrs. Peng is in charge of the plum banquet, and this plum banquet has become a home-cooked meal.

On the table, Grand Prince Cao frequently looked to the left, but he didn't see anything through the screen after all. In order to make a good impression on Mrs. Peng, everyone kept silent about their meals and tried to maintain a dignified and elegant appearance. Sheng Xuejian only cared about eating with her head down, Fan Siyan seemed to like to feed Sheng Xuejian very much, and kept putting things in Sheng Xuejian's bowl from beginning to end.

After an hour of eating, everyone thanked Mrs. Peng, and the eldest prince Cao proposed: "It is rare for Luzhou ladies and talents to gather today, why don't we hold a poetry meeting at noon, and collect today's Yongmei's poems into a book, which is also a good story?" Mrs. Peng frowned slightly, she didn't know that the little Jiujiu in her son's heart, the poetry meeting was fake, I was afraid that there was someone he liked in the show today. I couldn't help but remind: "Don't go beyond the rules." ”

Cao Dagongzi coaxed again: "Across a screen, we only let the girl pass the poems back and forth, in front of you, how can we exceed the rules?" Mrs. Peng loved her son very much, but she couldn't resist her son, so she had to nod and agree. So he ordered the banquet to be removed and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed in the hall. Fan Siyan was not interested, but he was really embarrassed to be a guest at his aunt's house, so he picked up the pen and asked, "Cousin, what are the rules for this poem?" ”

"Simple, you write a song for us and a song. When I wrote fifty poems, I asked my mother to read them, and I asked someone to put them in a booklet and send them to the book market. "Master Cao seems to be waiting for his cousin to ask. However, Fan Siyan shook his head and said, "This can't be done, how can my daughter's poems be sold in the book market?" Cao Dagongzi patted his head and said: "I was negligent, so I gathered our verses." Is your verse in its original form good? ”

"That's pretty much it." Fan Siyan nodded with satisfaction. Everyone began to write poems, and Sheng Xue saw that she was still young and couldn't urinate under the pretext of not being able to stand beside Fan Siyan and watch. Not long after, Cao Dagongzi took the lead in writing a poem and handed it over. But this poem was handed to Sheng Mixiang. Coincidentally, Sheng Mixiang happened to be standing on the very edge, she picked up the poem of Cao Dagongzi and looked at it, and couldn't help but blush.

It's just that Sheng Mixiang in Fahua Temple didn't notice Cao Dagongzi that day, so she quickly wrote back, and this poem naturally fell into the hands of Cao Dagongzi. Immediately afterwards, Sheng Yunling's poems were also completed, and they arrived in Fan Siyan's hands in order, Sheng Xuejian couldn't help but come up to see it, she also wanted to know how Sheng Yunling's talent was. I don't know if Sheng Yunling deliberately hid it or if it was originally like this, the rules and regulations written in this Yongmei poem are very plain.

Sheng Xuejian's eyes moved away from Sheng Yunling's poems, and she turned her head to look at Sheng Mixiang, only to find that Sheng Mixiang was staring at the poem, and looked at it, this is a love poem! Fan Siyan finished writing a poem and was about to talk to Sheng Xuejian, when she saw Sheng Xuejian tilting her head and looking at Sheng Mixiang seriously, and then turned her gaze.

"Miss Sheng San, my cousin is famous for being able to speak."