The early spring is a good time to flow the water.

In Huiji Xie's other business, a pool of lotus flowers is the trend of the unopened flowers, and a touch of pink has already begun to vomit, showing a different cardamom style.

It is still a warm and cold day, but the day is not colder than the night, there is more warmth and vein, the sun is warm on the body, and it has a special clean taste in early spring.

The wine is the best fragrant snow, just open the altar, it is already full of aroma, even the aroma of half a pond of lotus flowers is mixed in, and it is natural.

The entrance is a product, there is no strong and prickly stimulation at all, but it is blindly mellow, and even the fragrance has to be swallowed into the stomach before it is sweetened little by little.

This is the real good wine, like a person, removing the edge on the surface, leaving only a faint soft light, gentle and elegant, and a gentleman like jade.

A pool of spring water in Xie's other industry was brought down from Huiji Mountain. On the surface, it looks calm, but in fact there is an undercurrent surging underneath.

It is precisely because of this that when the floating tray of flowing water is put into it, the wine cup on it can flow with it, and whoever stays there will be the one who holds the wine and writes poems, and if it cannot be done, it will be punished.

"The sparse forest accumulates cool breeze, and the void condenses into the sky. Zhan Lu sprinkled the forest, and the dense leaves were honored. The leaves fall first, and the pine is envied and then withered. ”

Xie An took the lead in holding the wine and chanted a poem, which won the applause of the audience.

Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, literati have mostly made metaphysical poems. The content of the poem is mostly a reflection on the metaphysics and Taoism, and the interest is really not high. According to the evaluation of later generations, it is nothing more than the words "reasonable, indifferent".

Everyone praised Xie An's poem, Xie An didn't thank him, he didn't say polite, he only smiled slightly, filled the wine cup with wine, put it back in the floating plate, and gently pushed it down the river.

The water flowed slowly, and when it fell in front of the guests, the guests were happy to compose poems, good or bad, but there was no one who could not hold back a word for a long time.

Guo Pu is at the end of the downstream of the pond, and he lives in Xie Mansion, which is half the host. At this time, the floating disk floated, Guo Pu did not shirk, thought for a moment in the wine, and chanted a short sentence: "Spit out to the truth, once the spirit is transformed." Drifting Ling Taiqing, the squint is extinguished. ”

Groan, raise the wine and drink it all.

Everyone praised again and again: "Guo Xianshi has won the merit of creation, and the poems are also written by the immortals, which really makes my generation of laypeople embarrassed." ”

"Don't dare." Guo Pu chuckled.

"I really didn't expect this guy to write poetry." Xie Xiaoman listened behind the curtain and couldn't help muttering to himself.

"What did the little lady say?" Cai Tao didn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and asked.

Xie Xiaoman shook his head and smiled: "It's nothing, I just think they write poems really well." ”

"Yes! Although the slave doesn't understand this, she feels elegant when she listens to it. But then again, our little lady also made a good poem! Even the handwriting is beautiful! Little lady, don't we meet the outside today, write a few poems? Rainbow Tao suggested.

Xie Wan was talking to the guests, but her ears kept paying attention to the situation outside the curtain, and when she heard her fiancé compose a poem, she was so nervous that she almost forgot to breathe.

She is quite good at this, and at this time she is bent on showing her strength through this matter, but she is not good at bringing it up herself. Cai Tao has been waiting by her side for many years, and at this time, she naturally understands her thoughts, so she uses Xie Xiaoman's words to make such a suggestion.

"It's a good idea, and we can't be underestimated. Sister Xi and Sister Luo are both masters of this way, let's also make a few poems and send them outside for them to taste and taste, okay? Xie Yun smiled and proposed.

The two people she mentioned are also characters who like to be in the limelight, so they naturally do everything at this time. As for the others, more is indispensable, anyway, women write poems, just to have a little more talk, and no one really pays attention to the good or the bad. Everyone also understood what Xie Wan meant by wanting to grow a face in front of his fiancé, so he simply pushed the boat with the current.

The search for someone brought pen and ink, and everyone began to think about it.

Xie Wan is really talented, and he did it overnight, but he didn't add any points. Everyone circulated it and praised it.

Xie Xiaoman looked at it from a distance, let's not say whether the poem is good or not, but the hairpin in one hand already makes people feel refreshed.

After a while, the two girls from the Xi family and the Luo family mentioned before also wrote one after another.

"Let's make a song too!" Cai Tao smiled beside Xie Xiaoman and proposed, "It doesn't matter if it's good or not, anyway, everyone does it, if Xiaoman's little lady doesn't meet the song, there will always be some inconsiderate etiquette." ”

She said this in a loud voice, and everyone else could hear it.

"Sister, don't listen to her," Xie Yun came over when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "Caitao, you little hoof, you know that your sister is not good at this, what are you trying to provoke." ”

Xie Wan said this, and secretly gave Cai Tao a "so far" look. Even she couldn't figure out what the peach meant now. Xie Xiaoman's previous experience, even if others don't know, the two of them also know. In the past ten years, Xie Xiaoman has been locked up as a demented child, let alone making poems, I'm afraid I don't even know a word. Isn't it forcing her to make a fool of herself if she is asked to write poetry now?

Cai Tao pretended not to see what Xie Wan meant, and then said with a smile: "Little lady Wan doesn't know, it was Xiao Man's little lady who told the slave maid in person before, not only can she compose poems, but also the people in the house often praise her." ”

In this way, everyone's eyes behind the curtain fell on Xie Xiaoman.

Few people knew her, even if Xie Yun introduced her one by one, everyone only regarded her as a distant relative of the Xie family, a figure who didn't care about her importance.

But now, pushed by Caitao's words, Xie Xiaoman has been pushed from an air-like character to the cusp.

Xie Xiaoman lowered his head and thought secretly, he didn't quite understand Caitao's intention to do this, and he didn't know who she was instructed by...... It's just that there is some disgust in my heart.

It turns out that no matter where you go, you can't escape the distractions of this kind of world.

Sighing softly, Xie Xiaoman stood up and said with a light smile: "Since this is the case, I have no choice but to be ugly." ”

Xie Yun originally wanted to open his mouth and find a step down for Xie Xiaoman. At this time, the prepared tongue was gagged, and seeing Xie Xiaoman so calm, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't understand what was happening in front of him for a while.

The rest of the guests also began to talk in a low voice, their eyes wandering between Xie Xiaoman and the three of them, as if they wanted to see something strange behind them.

Xie Wan frowned slightly and glared at Cai Tao.

Cai Tao secretly made a gesture of calming down, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. She absolutely didn't believe that Xie Xiaoman would write any good poems.