Chapter 10 Reciting poems and getting treasures, the name of Lanling City
86_86297The three members of the Shi family and the three members of the Meng family, who were sitting around Li Mengshi and Yun Zirao, all looked at Yun Zirao with burning eyes, their eyes showed envy, and there was a trace of jealousy in the depths of their eyes that could not be concealed.
The ladies and ladies in the corridor on the east side could still see a side face of Yun Zirao when they turned their heads, while the ladies in the west were covered by light veils and could only see a single figure, so they were all looking forward to it.
Yun Zirao glanced at her quietly, took everyone's eyes into her eyes, and found that everyone was curious and appreciative of her, but there were also many people who wanted to watch a good show.
With a thousand turns in his heart, Zhan Yan smiled slightly, put on his skirt, tidied up his cloak, put on his hat, patted Li Meng's hand gently, comforted him silently, stood up, and walked out of the hall and corridor to the platform under the leadership of two pretty maids.
Li Mengshi tightened the handkerchief in his hand, with nervousness and worry, the matter between the Lu family and the Li family was originally a matter between adults, but it embarrassed the children, Li Mengshi felt remorseful, thinking that it would be better to take Yun Zirao to the tea room directly in the morning to drink tea! It's really ...... to put these dirty things in front of the children
"Madam, you forgot that you were on the way to the backyard of Fengmo Xuan before...... Miss Yun is amazing! Just relax and watch! Qingle saw that Li Meng's eyes had been following Yun Zirao, with anxiety and worry on his face, he bent forward and whispered comfort, Li Mengshi looked back at the smile on Qingle's face and his trust in Yun Zirao, and his body gradually relaxed a little, but his heart still did not fall.
Qianying Lotus moved lightly, appearing in the rising sunlight of winter, the light of Jin Yao instantly plated a layer of golden light on the body of the beauty, dazzling and enchanting, wearing a hood under the face is not clear, but the graceful posture, elegant and leisurely steps, high-end and elegant clothes, in the eyes of everyone, has highlighted the extraordinary.
Mo Gongzi personally stepped forward, picked up the bead curtain and light yarn on the platform, and let Yun Zirao Lianbu lift it lightly and walked up.
The young masters in the corridors on the north and south sides of the hall all widened their eyes, wanting to see the demeanor of the beauty, but unfortunately they did not get their wish, but the faces under the hat made everyone itch even more.
In the corridor of the hall on the west side, Yun Zirao felt a lot of different eyes, some were envious, some were surprised, some were curious, some were indifferent, and some were vicious, among which the eyes of the second lady of the Lu family were the sharpest.
"Mo Gongzi is polite, today's plum banquet, Zi Rao originally just wanted to follow her aunt to enjoy the plum blossoms of this Feng Mo Xuan, so in terms of clothing, it was too simple, and there was no good talent at hand, so she could only temporarily compose a poem, and I hope that Mo Gongzi and all the ladies, misses, sons, and gentlemen who came to come don't be surprised."
The etiquette is thorough, the voice is bright and tactful, with a touch of modesty and respect, and a peaceful attitude, Yun Zirao's appearance suddenly attracted the love of most of the people present.
Especially the name of Mr. to those literati and elegant guests present, it really made the hearts of these literati people awe!
In the Aoyun Continent, only talented literati who have been praised and praised by the world, and praised and recognized by famous Confucians are qualified to be called Mr. Sheng, and even the princes and princesses of the Five Kingdoms are not able to bear the title of Mr., at best, they are at most respected by the world.
"Miss Zirao is dressed elegantly, gentle, in this cold winter, it is really eye-catching, and her heart is warm, most of the people who come to participate in the Fengmo Xuan Plum Banquet are elegant people who love to write poems and lyrics, and love the piano and play chess, how can they care about clothes, Miss Zirao has the Yaxing of poetry, I don't know if I have the honor to write on behalf of her?" Mo Gongzi watched Yun Zirao walk onto the stage, and the strong interest in his eyes overflowed.
Just because of Yun Zirao's ordinary words, he was respectful.
Among the literati and elegant guests he encountered, most of the people with a slightly outstanding demeanor were arrogant and pretending to be profound, and it was simply rare to meet such an elegant and peaceful person!
Regardless of whether the person in front of him is full of wealth, talent and beauty, or just mediocre qualifications, just open-minded, Mo Ran feels that he is glad to make friends with him.
The most important thing is that the person in front of me is still a woman, if it is a man, then ......
Yun Zirao was worried that her handwriting was scary, and she wanted to find a reason to let Mo Gongzi write it on her behalf, but who knew that people would recommend themselves, Yun Zirao naturally would not refuse, "In this way, there will be Lao Mo Gongzi!" β
"Cut...... It's just a girl, what kind of talent can she have, all the nobles in the capital are talented, why does His Royal Highness King Lie still come to Lanling City to choose a concubine, besides, if Miss Wanyun of Loei Mansion does not marry into the capital, her daughter ...... "It was the eldest lady of the Lu family who spoke, and her tone was obviously sour and spicy, with pertinence.
Yun Zirao heard Mrs. Lu's words, and before she finished speaking, she pretended to be puzzled and opened her mouth, and deliberately diverted the topic, "Mrs. Lu's words can't help but remind Miss Ben that my grandfather and I mentioned about the grand occasion when my mother got married, it is said that my father was hired, and the dowry alone was more than 100 sets, and on the day of my mother's wedding, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a thousand miles of red makeup, and every dowry is a fine product, my mother and my father are the words of the matchmaker of their parents, and there is no shortage of Najib on a regular basis, but Miss Lu ...... Miss Ben didn't ask how much dowry the Lu family had prepared for Miss Lu, Miss Ben just asked Mrs. Lu, as Miss Lu's eldest uncle, I don't know how much dowry she added to Miss Lu? β
"Eh, by the way, a few days ago, Miss Japan just arrived in Loei and asked my grandfather where the amethyst jade Ruyi for my mother to give me a pillow came from, and my grandfather said that my uncle gave my mother a dowry for marrying, and I also asked my aunt at that time, only to learn that the pair of amethyst jade Ruyi was bought by my uncle by chance, and spent tens of thousands of taels of silver from a merchant from the country to buy it as a birthday gift for my uncle! Just because my mother loves purple, my aunt accepted the brocade box without saying a word and added it to my mother's dowry! β
"Shhh...... Amethyst jade Ruyi is a priceless high-quality product, even the royal family of the five countries does not have a few pairs, such a treasure, not to mention its value, just take the birthday gift, Mrs. Li's affection for Miss Li can be called a model for women! β
As soon as Yun Zirao's voice fell, there were bursts of gasping sounds in all directions, obviously shocked by Yun Zirao's words!
A heavy exclamation came from the corridor in the north, making everyone nod in unison, indeed, the birthday gift given by the eldest prince to the eldest lady of the li, which contains affectionate love, but the eldest lady of the eldest Li is only willing to cut her love because the sister-in-law likes it, this generosity is really incomparable to the lady of ordinary people!
Mrs. Lu didn't hit Yun Zirao, but was choked by Yun Zirao, and she couldn't speak for a while, and after listening to Yun Zirao's words, Mrs. Lu looked at Mrs. Lu with fierce eyes.
Miss Lu was sent to the Liewang Mansion by the Lu family, and there was no Najib appointment at all, these things are well known in Lanling City, but everyone never says it in the open.
Since there is no talk of hiring and marrying, this so-called makeup will naturally be gone!
"Why didn't Mrs. Lu speak, oh, by the way, Mrs. Lu said, if my mother doesn't marry into the capital, then I don't count as a noble girl in the capital, but everyone here can testify to Zirao, from beginning to end, Zirao has never said that she is a noble girl in the capital from stepping into the door of Fengmoxuan to taking a seat in the corridor of the backyard hall, Zirao also said just now, I am just an ordinary person, it is Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Lu Second who have to buckle the name of the noble girl in the capital to Zirao's head, Zirao is really flattered, It's just a matter of following the words of the two ladies! β
Li Mengshi listened to Yun Zirao's words one after another, and only felt that this niece was different and cute, and in her words, she not only hit the Lu family and belittled the reputation of the Lu family, but also faintly improved the status of the Li family, and even praised her reputation...... Li Mengshi just let go of the heart hanging in mid-air at this moment, and noticed the appreciative eyes cast at her from all directions.
"Miss Zirao's words are indeed so, why are the two ladies of the Lu family so aggressive, today's plum banquet, everyone is just treading the snow to find plums, writing poems and eulogies, these trivial things that are difficult to get into the hall of elegance, don't talk again!" It was one of the three masters who Feng Moxuan was the referee who opened his mouth to relieve Yun Zirao, and whether it was the tone or weight of his speech, it was unusual in the eyes of everyone.
Yun Zirao couldn't see the faces of the three people clearly through the light veil and the hat, but just nodded to the person who spoke to express her gratitude.
Mrs. Lu's face at the moment is already like a palette, sometimes red, sometimes white, sometimes black, sometimes green, plus being "observed" and looked at by many noble ladies, it became more and more difficult to sit still, Mrs. Lu clenched her teeth, and the hideous color on her face made people frightened, but she converged quickly and was not noticed by others.
In the east hallway, Mrs. Shi smiled at Li Mengshi and said: "Mrs. Li is really blessed, having this niece is not much better than her own daughter!" Mrs. Shi's words were sincere, there was no trace of envy, and there was a smile in her eyes, which made it impossible to distinguish between good and bad for a while.
Li Mengshi turned her head and smiled at Mrs. Shi, but did not speak, at the moment she only cared about Yun Zirao on the stage.
On the one hand, the people of the Meng family took this scene in their eyes, swallowed back the words that came to their mouths, with a reluctant smile on their faces, and turned their eyes to the stage, as if they wanted to stop talking, but they didn't know how to speak.
At this time, Yun Zirao had already thought of poetry, although she didn't graduate from college in her previous life, it was still a piece of cake to memorize a few ancient poems or something!
"Outside the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless, it is already dusk alone, more wind and rain, no intention to fight for spring, a group of jealousy, scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before!"
"The calyx contains snow at the beginning, and it is difficult to paint a solitary standard. There is a rhyme in the incense, and the clear is not cold. The transverse flute and the sorrowful listening, the oblique branch leaning on the sick to see. If the headwind is understanding, it is easy to be destroyed. β
"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. β
Three plum poems were written in a row, which plunged the entire backyard of Feng Mo Xuan into silence, only to hear the sound of Mo Gongzi splashing ink on the paper, the faint plum fragrance mixed with the ink fragrance wafting out, which made people feel peaceful, and realized that several branches of Ao Mei Ling Han had appeared in front of him.
"Good!"
I don't know who took the lead in praising it, awakening everyone's thoughts, and then a succession of continuous praise floated out of the corridor on all sides, Yun Zirao just smiled faintly, nodded at Mo Gongzi, turned around and got off the stage, and came to the east hall.
Dressed in plain clothes, in this cold winter day, it is like a landscape, attracting everyone's attention, and they are reluctant to disperse for a long time.
Mo Gongzi finished writing the three poems that Yun Zirao recited in one go, and when he put down the pen, the light in his eyes was like the stars in the summer night sky, bright and dazzling, with deep admiration and respect, he raised his head and saw that Yun Zirao had entered the hall corridor in the east, and a touch of disappointment crossed his eyes, but his eyes fell on the paper again, and he recited it silently several times, leaving only deep admiration in his heart!
"It's a good headwind, it's easy to destroy! Miss Zirao made three masterpieces in one go, which really made me respect, and the top prize of today's poem is none other than Miss Zirao! β
"Not bad, Zhang Fuzi seems to like the second song, Miao likes the first song, 'I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I am jealous of the group', in this life, Miao can be fortunate to hear it, and I will appreciate the plum in the future, and I have no regrets!"
"Master Zhang and Master Miao specially left a poem for Qiao, Mo Gongzi, and Miss Zirao, and the three of us decided it!"
The three people who spoke were the three masters judged by Feng Moxuan, and the three of them were not shy to write one poem each, "occupying" three poems, and each of them was satisfied with "sharing the spoils"!
At the plum banquet, the poems made on the spot were decided, which was only encountered once in several years, and it was still the first time that the plum banquet was opened.
"Miss Zirao is really a good demeanor, even if she is an ordinary literary Confucian, she can't write three poems like this in one breath, after today, Miss Zirao is afraid that she will be famous in Lanling City!" Madame Shi saw Yun Zirao return to the hall corridor and sit beside Li Mengshi, and the words of appreciation in her mouth immediately came out.
"Praise from Mrs. Xie Shi!" Not humble or arrogant, nor humble and arrogant, indifferent to acceptance.
"Miss Zirao is really amazing, my sister has always loved poetry, but she can't write such good poems."
"Are you ......?" Yun Zirao didn't get Li Meng's introduction, and she couldn't guess the identity of the woman and the two young ladies next to her for a while, looking at the woman in a goose yellow dress and a bright red cloak who opened her mouth to speak, and asked softly.
Li Mengshi glanced at this side, did not stop it, did not make a sound, pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact, his heart was already tumbling.
"This lady is Meng Li, this is my two daughters, the older one is named Meng Yuan, and the one who talks to Miss Zirao is named Meng Le, I am fortunate to see Miss Zirao's demeanor today, and it is not in vain that I came to enjoy the plum banquet this time!" Mrs. Meng smiled lovingly at Yun Zirao, her eyes were full of smiles, and she introduced Yun Zirao.
"It turned out to be Meng Le's sister, Zirao is polite." Yun Zirao smiled at the two Meng sisters very kindly, and nodded at Mrs. Meng.
Yun Zirao didn't know the specific situation of the Meng family, so she could only deal with it politely, and he would figure out the situation one day, and it would not be too late to get closer to him.
"It's just a few poems, today, if you come to participate in the plum banquet, who doesn't prepare three or five poems in advance to save face......"
Just as Meng Le was about to speak to Yun Zirao again, an unusually harsh voice sounded, Yun Zirao's eyebrows frowned, and she turned her head to look at the source of the voice.
"Oh?! When this son said this, it seems that he has prepared three or five poems, why don't you chant them for everyone to appreciate? Yun Zirao fought back hesitantly, a big man, actually said such a sour word, Yun Zirao thought that she didn't seem to offend him, besides, the poems she memorized, in the rivers of China's five thousand years, are all masterpieces of writing plum, everyone's work, there is no shortage of talented people in the Aoyun Continent, but there are only a handful of people who can make three poems beyond her suitable memorization!
"Since Gongzi Qi said so, he must be confident, Miss Zirao, even if you don't ask, I'm afraid Gongzi Qi will have to show it, Gongzi Qi, what this Gongzi said is right?" Mo Gongzi followed Yun Zirao's words closely, and his words were stimulating, obviously he was a straw bag, and he was also disrespectful, which was simply boring and ridiculous.
Yun Zirao raised her eyebrows, and her heart was clear, it turned out to be the Qi family, the maiden family of Second Lady Lu, hehe...... It's ridiculous! There is no one in the Lu family, even the mother's family has sent it out!
"Qi Gongzi, Zhang is listening!"
"Miao is waiting for Qi Gongzi's masterpiece to see if he can get another masterpiece, if so, this year's plum banquet, Miao can be said to have gained a lot!"
"Zhang Fuzi and Miao Fuzi robbed Qiao Mou first, Qi Gongzi, you have to make a few more songs, let Qiao Mou take the lead this time!"
The three judges were also smiling, as if they were really waiting for Qi Gongzi to compose a poem, if someone lifted the light veil at this moment, they would be able to clearly see the coldness and ridicule in the eyes of the three judges.
"Qi Jue, I didn't hear that you are good at composing poetry, why, deliberately hiding from everyone so far, is it for today's blockbuster?"
"Yes, yes, Qi Gongzi, I heard that you were in the school before, and you didn't know a few big characters, but I didn't expect to compose poems today, it's really hidden!"
"But no, at last year's plum blossom banquet, Qi Gongzi admired the eldest lady of the Meng family, but he couldn't match other people's couples, if Qi Gongzi could compose poems, he might be able to hold the beauty this year!"
"That's it, haha......"
The sons and brothers in the south hall corridor took turns to fight, and began to sarcastically mock Qi Jue, saying that Qi Jue's face was as red as blood, and he was really about to confirm his name, Qi Jue, Qi Jue!
Yun Zirao was secretly funny, and didn't speak again, this ancient talented literati should be really interesting, he is a strong support for really talented people, and he will despise and contempt those who are hypocritical and pretentious, this can be regarded as a true temperament!
"Qingle, come here!" Yun Zirao beckoned to Qingle who was standing behind her, and read a few words in Qingle's ear, Qingle was a little embarrassed at first, Yun Zirao taught it carefully twice, and Qingle could remember it, so Qingle was already very powerful in Yun Zirao's eyes!
"Zirao, what is this for?" Li Mengshi watched Qingle find the maid in the corner of the hallway, and followed the maid to the platform, a little puzzled.
"Uncle, just remembered that my mother loved Begonia, and a flash flashed in my mind, I got a poem about Begonia, so I asked Qingle to recite it to Mo Gongzi, and asked Feng Moxuan to make this poem into various forms, and when I went back, I hung it in my mother's room." Yun Zirao's eyes showed a little sadness, and the words were a little distressing in Li Meng's ears.
Li Mengshi nodded, comforted Yun Zirao and said: "Good boy, you have this filial piety, when you return to the Zhongyi Marquis Mansion and give things to your mother, your mother will be happy!" Li Mengshi didn't know that Li Wanyun was no longer there, and was still praising Yun Zirao's filial piety.
Qingle came back soon with a smile on her face, "Miss, it's done, Master Mo said that today's plum banquet is over, and you can get it as soon as possible!" β
"Thank you Qingle, when you go home tonight, I'll make something delicious for you!"
While Yun Zirao was talking, the people of the Lu family and the Qi family all got up one after another, threw up their sleeves and left, Yun Zirao hooked her lips and smiled, today's matter, I am afraid that in the future, these two families will never be invited again!
It's just that Yun Zirao is a little strange, since this Feng Moxuan is the property of the Ouyang family, why didn't he see Ouyang Chenfeng coming over today, according to Ouyang Chenfeng's temperament, such a scene, you have to intervene! Didn't he say that he also prepared a big gift himself?
How did Yun Zirao know that Ouyang Chenfeng at this moment was wholeheartedly helping Li Tingxuan and Li Hua prepare for the opening of the fried chicken restaurant!
After the Lu Qi family left, it did not affect the next talent show, one by one, everyone showed off their girlfriends, the small family Jasper came to the stage one after another, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry, song and dance, all performed, among which the two ladies of the Shi family played the double piano, and the couplet of Miss Meng was the most prominent, Yun Zirao didn't know anything about the two, just sat quietly and waited for the end.
The sun was high in the sky, everyone was already hungry, and finally, the talent show came to an end, except for the Lu family's section against Yun Zirao, which was quite successful.
And what mysterious reward Ouyang Chenfeng had prepared, it was no surprise that it befell Yun Zirao's head.
The maids of Fengmoxuan began to serve delicious food and wine, and after lunch, everyone would go to the snow to enjoy the plum blossoms.
At this moment, Mo Ran held a few poems in his hand and hurriedly walked to the backyard of Feng Moxuan, three of which were poems about plum blossoms on Yun Zirao's back, and one poem about begonias!
When the three judges saw Mo Ran leave in a hurry, they all followed quietly, and they did not ignore the scene when Qingle came on stage.
After a simple lunch, led by the maid, to the plum garden, the plum blossoms seen in the front yard when I came, just the tip of the iceberg of the plum blossoms of Fengmoxuan.
Yun Zirao held Li Meng's arm, with Qingle, followed by the maid, the curved bluestone slab path, I don't know where it leads, gradually, the fragrance smelled by the nose is getting stronger and stronger.
"This year, Fengmoxuan actually planted green plums, it's so beautiful!" Meng Le's voice came from not far away, Yun Zirao looked over, a large area of green plums competing to open, beautiful, it was a pity that there was no camera in this ancient world, otherwise Yun Zirao really wanted to shoot in the dark.
After walking a few steps forward, the maid who led the way stopped, Yun Zirao looked up, the red plum was like the sea, as far as the eye could see, a gust of cold wind, countless plum petals fluttered and sprinkled, like a rain of flowers.
"Auntie, it's so beautiful!"
"Yes, the plum blossoms of Fengmoxuan are a must in Lanling City, but unfortunately they are not open to the public, and only the annual plum banquet is for everyone to enjoy!"
Yun Zirao walked in the plum forest flower rain, her eyes were smart, her skin was better than snow, like a fairy in the forest, so that the young masters who followed behind were dazzled.
I don't know if I'm really appreciating the flowers, or looking at people, but it's a pity that Yun Zirao has been wearing a hat, so people can't see their faces clearly, so it adds a bit of mystery, and I want to ask those sons to follow more and more......
"Mrs. Li, Mrs. Li......" Li Mengshi was about to follow Yun Zirao to the depths of Merlin when he was stopped by an eager shout.
A woman dressed in a rose-red dress, with exquisite makeup and a treasure hairpin on her head, hurriedly came towards Li Meng's side with the support of the maid.
"It turned out to be Mrs. Lin, I don't know why Mrs. Lin is so anxious to call Mrs. Ben?" Li Meng's face was suspicious, quite puzzled.
"Mrs. Li's steps are too fast, my sister can only speak out, it's rude!" Mrs. Lin bowed to Li Meng's short body, looking gentle and generous.
"Mrs. Lin is polite, Mrs. Lin is the emperor's own Mrs. of the First Order, how can you give me a salute......" Li Mengshi hurriedly returned the salute, and the two stood up with each other's arms.
Li Mengshi wondered in his heart, this Mrs. Lin and Li Fu have never communicated, the old lady of the Lin family was originally a concubine, after the emperor ascended the throne, he returned to his hometown and returned to Lanling City, only Mrs. Lin was a daughter, and the son-in-law who was recruited later also followed the surname Lin, so everyone called Mrs. Lin.
The Lin family can be described as the most low-key family in Lanling City, unless it is a big scene, otherwise you can't see the figure of the Lin family at all, it is said that the old man Lin attaches great importance to the etiquette rules and the views of the family, and on ordinary occasions, he does not disdain to let the children and grandchildren of the family participate.
"Today, I heard Miss Zirao talk about Mrs. Li, it really makes me envious, my father only has one daughter in his life, and he has no brothers and sisters, this sister-in-law's affection, my little sister yearns for it but can't ask for it......"
"Let Mrs. Lin smile." Li Mengshi couldn't guess Mrs. Lin's intention, so he had to be perfunctory.
Yun Zirao walked to the depths of Meilin, looked back, and didn't see Li Mengshi coming up, in order to prevent getting lost, she turned back to look for it, "Uncle, is this ......?" β
"This is Miss Zirao, she is really a delicate and lovely person, graceful and generous, full of talent, I don't know how old Miss Zirao is?"
"Uh......" Yun Zirao was a little dizzy by the self-cooked beauty in front of her, whether in modern or ancient times, the woman's age seems to be *!
Li Mengshi looked at Mrs. Lin's eyes looking at Yun Zirao, if she couldn't think of Mrs. Lin's meaning, then she had been living in vain for decades, "Mrs. Lin, Zirao has already made a promise!" β
"Huh?" When Mrs. Lin heard Li Meng's words, her face froze, and she turned her head to look at Yun Zirao in disbelief.
"Auntie, this lady is ......"
"Oh, it's nothing, I'm sorry to disturb Mrs. Li and Miss Zirao, Mrs. Ben will leave here!" Mrs. Lin came and went in a hurry, Li Mengshi took Yun Zirao's hand and said with a smile: "Mrs. Lin's family has three sons, all of whom have reached the age of marriage, presumably today I saw your cousin at the plum banquet and wanted to marry ......."
Yun Zirao was stunned and asked to marry?!
She even gave birth to a son, and she asked to marry, ahem!
For some reason, thinking of asking for marriage, Yun Zirao's face unconsciously appeared in her mind......
"Okay, let's go enjoy the plum blossoms, pick some plum blossoms in a while, and then go to the tea room!" Li Mengshi spoke, took Yun Zirao's hand, and went to the depths of the plum forest, Yun Zirao came back to her senses, shook her head, and followed Li Meng's footsteps, her face under the hat was dyed with a few red halos, which were more gorgeous and delicate than the red plums in this plum garden.
At this moment, in the backyard of Fengmoxuan, in the workshop where zuΓ² poems are made, the three judges are arguing with Mo Ran.
"Mo boy, this poem was first taken by Miao, you can make a price casually, as long as you open your mouth......"
"Mo boy, you can't favor one over the other......"
"The right talents are all Zhang Fuzi and Miao Fuzi first, now it's Qiao's turn!"
Mo Ran looked at the three masters standing in front of him, holding an unfolded scroll of poems in his hands, and the verses on it were clear at a glance.
'Overwhelming, talented, very gorgeous. Delicate, affectionate, and regretful, no fragrance. It is just as big as a needle, and suddenly who dyes the rouge. Let go of the late bloom, refuse to son-in-law plum blossoms, ashamed and thrifty. Time is easy to pass, but spring is difficult to occupy. The joy is thin, and the talent is owed. Jue Fang wanted to complain, and Ye Rong was slight. People on all sides come and go, and the rain is gradually leaving. More Nakan, a few gusts of wind at night, blowing a thousand points. β
This is the poem about begonias written by Yun Zirao, at this moment the craftsman is making a frame, and it happens to be seen by the three masters who came with him, and after a thought, he began to compete for the exit.
"Three masters, this poem was made by Miss Zirao and framed by Fengmo Xuan, Miss Zirao is going to take it back to the house and give it to her mother, students can't ......"
"You stinky boy, I think you're in love with that girl in the show, you can't sell it, can't you let one of us copy it, why are you so careful to protect it?"
"That's it, Miao has never seen you behave like this, stinky boy, you have seen a beautiful woman and forgotten your teacher's kindness!"
"Little Mozi, if you are crooked again, be careful that I post the ugly things of your childhood!"
Mo Ran's face was full of anger, and the world envied him for having three famous masters, but who knows, the real situation is that there are three "villains" who threaten the students!
"Three masters, it doesn't matter if this poem is really written, otherwise Miss Zirao will come over in a while, and you will ......"
"Huh? That girl is coming in a moment? β
"Why don't we prepare and tempt that girl for a while?"
"I think it's okay, Xiao Mozi is a stubborn donkey!"
The three uncles who knew the destiny of heaven began to calculate, glared at Mo Ran fiercely, and began to go in person to prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, waiting for Yun Zirao's arrival.
After appreciating the plum garden, under the leadership of the maid, Yun Zirao came to the backyard of Fengmoxuan, one was to receive the gifts prepared by Ouyang Chenfeng, and the other was to get all kinds of finished products formulated by the poems, but before she could reach the door of the workshop, she was blocked by the three masters.
"The three of you were the judges of the talent show just now?" Yun Zirao was not very sure of the identity of the person in front of her, but vaguely remembered the color of the clothes they were wearing, one black and one blue
"Yes, yes, girl, you are the Miss Cousin of the Li family who wrote three plum blossom poems in one breath!"
Yun Zirao nodded, looking at the three people in front of her, looking at her one by one as if she was staring at the big fat meat, and her heart was furious.
"I don't know what the three masters are ......" Li Mengshi stepped forward to ask, after all, she is Yun Zirao's elder at the moment, and although the three people in front of her are masters, they are also foreign men.
"Mrs. Li, don't be nervous, I don't have any malice, it's just that I saw the song "Man Jianghong" made by the girl in the workshop, and I fell in love, I don't know if the girl can be satisfied and let me copy a song as a souvenir?" The black-clothed master was the first to ask.
"Yes, yes, if the girl has any requirements, just mention it, as long as we can do it!" The blue-clothed master began to tempt.
"Girl, you only need to copy it to keep a souvenir, we are all people who love poetry, when we see good poems, our eyes are straight, if we can't get it, I always think about it, I don't think about it, the little girl is a kind-hearted person, I can't bear to ...... a few of our old people" The gray master began to sensationalize the request.
"Uh...... How many masters are waiting here for this? Yun Zirao looked at the three of them nodding in unison, feeling very funny, as for this old man's family on the three of them, it was really a bit premature.
It's just that these people gave her a feeling of the old naughty boy in "The Condor Heroes" being obsessed with martial arts.
"The mood of the three masters Zirao is very clear, but this poem is my first gift to my mother, what I want is unique, why don't you do this, Zirao will make two poems for each of you as a gift for you?" Yun Zirao persuaded gently, the first half of the sentence made the faces of the three of them sink, and the second half of the sentence made the three of them overjoyed.
This mood fluctuates, it is really violent!
"Okay, good, this girl is smart and interesting, much more reasonable than Xiao Mozi!"
"That's it, Zirao girl, we have prepared the paper and ink ......"
"Girl, you have good intentions, you do a good job, the master will give you good things!"
Li Mengshi and Qingle stood aside, watching the three masters pull Yun Zirao into the workshop, at the door, Yun Zirao met Mo Ran, Mo Ran smiled at Yun Zirao very embarrassedly, with helplessness on his face.
Yun Zirao waved her hand at it, indicating that it was fine!
"I wonder what this master likes to write poems on?"
"Sunset!"
"Wine!"
"Tea!"
"Okay, then Zirao will be ugly, but Zirao is only responsible for 'doing', not complicated to write, and I hope the three masters will forgive me." Yun Zirao began to search in her mind for the poems she had memorized when she was in school in her previous life.
"Little Mozi, come and ghostwrite!" The black-clothed master beckoned to Mo Ran, who was standing aside, and looked at Yun Zirao with sparkling eyes, as if Yun Zirao was a big treasure, and he couldn't wait to dig it.
"The sunset hook is a curtain hook, and the spring is quiet by the stream. Fangfei edge shore garden, woodcutter leaning on the beach. The birds compete for the branches, and the flying insects swim all over the hospital. Whoever makes the turbid mash will drink and scatter a thousand worries. β
"Xiang was unwell at night, and drove to the ancient plain. The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. β
"Green is a new brew of wine, a small red clay stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink it? β
"The water is more flowing when the knife is drawn, and the sorrow is even more sorrowful when the glass is raised. Life is not satisfactory in the world, and the Ming Dynasty spreads flat boats. β
"After eating, sleep and get up two bowls of tea; Raise your head to look at the shadow of the sun, which has been restored to the southwest slope; Happy people cherish the day, worry people are tired of the New Year; Carefree, long and short career. β
"The buds are fragrant and spiritual, I call the grass in the English. Night-simmering and smoke pounding, cold stoves to snow cooking. But the blue powder is scattered, and the green peanuts are tasted. β
In one breath, Yun Zirao memorized six poems about sunset, wine, and tea, two poems each, and after memorizing it, the master in blue immediately handed Yun Zirao a cup of tea at the right temperature to moisten her throat, Yun Zirao took it and drank it all.
"Okay, are the three masters satisfied now?" Yun Zirao smiled and looked at the three people who were holding the poems with smiles on their faces, and sighed in her heart that she was fortunate to have many poems memorized in modern times.
"Zirao girl, you go to Xiao Mozi to get something first, let's go back and send you something good in a while, you wait!" The three masters held the poems and walked out of the workshop quickly, Yun Zirao shook her head with a smile, and felt that these three masters were very cute.
Mo Ran flashed his golden eyes, looking at Yun Zirao, with longing in his eyes, Yun Zirao was stunned, and said faintly: "Mo Gongzi also wants to ......."
"If you want it, as long as Miss Zirao doesn't dislike Mo Ran, she is just a housekeeper of Feng Mo Xuan......"
"Forehead ......" Yun Zirao was taken aback by Mo Ran's excitement, saying that this reciting poem was just to make the three masters laugh, but she never thought that she would become a fragrant sweet! It seems that in ancient times, this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, had a skill, and it was also a treasure!
"Young Master Mo, Miss Zirao's things are ready!" The owner of the workshop came to deliver the word, accompanied by several people, each holding an object in his hand.
"Mo Gongzi is humble, why don't you let me see these things first, and then ......" Yun Zirao really has some brain cells for a while, so it is necessary to divert her attention.
Mo Ran was naturally obedient, Li Mengshi and Qingle looked at Yun Zirao who was already dumbfounded, stunned to the side, their eyes followed Yun Zirao, making Yun Zirao feel like a big piece of silver.
"Uncle, Qingle!" A shout brought the two of them back to their senses, Yun Zirao smiled mischievously at the two, and began to walk in front of the owner, ready to admire the unique and new objects made by Feng Moxuan.
"This is the most basic, framed with sandalwood, framed, and can be hung in the study at home."
"This is a lantern with a pattern of begonia flowers painted on it, and poems written on one side, which can be used or hung in the room for decoration."
"This is a carving, which is used as a decoration ornament at home, and it is made of high-quality pineapple wood."
"This is an oil-paper umbrella, the poem is written on the inside, and when it is used, it will not stain the ink, and as long as the oiled paper touches water, the ink inside will change color."
"This is a handkerchief, the poem is embroidered in a corner, and a large piece of begonia flowers is embroidered in the middle, using the most delicate double-sided Hunan embroidery."
"It's ......"
In an uproar, the people behind the owner stood in a large row in front of Yun Zirao, all holding different things in their hands, and they were gradually sophisticated, all of them were good products.
Yun Zirao and Li Mengshi looked at each other straight, and only felt that this Feng Mo Xuan was really wealthy!
Yun Zirao sighed in her heart, only to find that this Ouyang Chenfeng was really good at business!
"Thank you Young Master Mo, Qingle, take these masters to the carriage, remember to be careful, there can be no damage in the slightest!"
"Girl, girl, this is the concentric pendant of red agate inlaid with white jade given to you by Master Zhang!"
"This is a thousand years of naturally generated warm jade that Miao Fuzi gave you!"
"And me, and me, this is a 10,000-year-old Bodhi seed, which can not only be used for medicine, but also for driving away disasters!"
As soon as Qingle left, the three masters rushed into the workshop in a hurry, for fear that Yun Zirao would leave.
Mo Ran's eyes widened when he heard the three masters take out the things in their hands, Zhang Fuzi's Tongxin Pei was begged for in the Tuguo Priest's Academy, it is said that it was left by a couple who flew with wings a hundred years ago, Miao Fuzi's warm jade has always been what he is ready to keep for his little grandson, Qiao Fuzi's Bodhizi, he has only seen it once, it is one of the heirlooms handed down by the Qiao family, this is a treasure that is hard to find, but now it is ......
"Thank you to the three masters, Zi Rao deserves it, if he 'composes' poetry again in the future, he will definitely send it to Fengmo Xuan!" Yun Zirao was forced to accept them one by one, and made a promise, which made the three masters smile.
"Master Mo, promise your poems, Zirao will be sent over later, it's getting late at this time, Zirao must go back with her uncle."
"It's okay, send Miss Zirao!"
Out of Feng Moxuan, sitting in the carriage, Ouyang Chenfeng's mysterious gift has also been sent to the carriage, Yun Zirao looked at the carriage full of places, a little speechless, I really didn't expect to go out once, I didn't spend a penny, but I got a bunch of treasures.
"Qingle, what is the gift from Ouyang Gongzi?" Yun Zirao picked up the brocade box on the small square table in the carriage and asked Qingle.
"Miss Zirao, the slave maid doesn't know, but at first the slave saw that someone was obviously moving a big brocade box towards the carriage, but I don't know why, not far from the carriage, I changed it with another person and replaced it with this small brocade box!"
"Changed?" ββ
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Finally restored to fΓΉ Wan more, dear drops have been waiting for a long time, last night Yueyue accompanied the students to the carnival until three o'clock in the morning today, and I took four classes in a row in the morning, I was tired, and the update was late, I'm sorry, I love you, Mo Da.
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