297 Lingering Feelings
It was as if waking up from a beautiful dream, and everyone had a slight smile on their faces.
Cheng Yunqiao's face was blushing, and she rubbed the little lady on one side with her elbow.
The little lady looked at Zhong Liche with spring water in her eyes, "Dare to ask this poem, who wrote it?" β
Originally, after listening to Lin Ruoran's unusually calm question, they thought that this poem must be written by Hua Tian, but now that the poem has been announced, hope has risen in their hearts.
Perhaps, it was not Hua Tian's doing.
Because of "last year and today", Hua Tian was not in the imperial capital at all, and she was still far away in Shanyang Town, Qingzhou.
Zhong Liche glanced at the little lady who was asking, and replied in a loud voice, "This poem was written by Hua Tian, the sixth lady of the Hua clan in Qingzhou. β
Speaking of the word "Hua Tian", he couldn't help but move in his heart and looked at Hua Tian again. It's a pity that Hua Tian lowered his head slightly at this time and never looked at him.
A feeling of disappointment rose in his heart, Zhong Li Che took a deep look at the little lady under the peach blossom tree, whose face was like white jade, and took a few steps back slightly, retreating behind Princess Shuhua.
When Princess Shuhua saw this, she knew that she had to speak by herself, and she looked at it, but found that Zhong Liche had not handed her the poem at all, but held it tightly in his own hand.
In the face of the people in the entire peach orchard, she was not easy to urge, so she raised a smile on her face and looked at everyone in the peach orchard.
At this time, the little lady and the little lang in the peach orchard all came back to their senses, and they looked at Hua Tian in surprise, as if they didn't believe that this poem was written by Hua Tian.
However, Hua Heng and Hua Ke were extremely happy, and the two of them smiled brightly.
Cheng Yun recovered from his dizziness, looked up at Princess Shufang, and asked, "The poem says 'in this garden last year', could it be that the princess entertained Hua Liuniang last year?" β
When her words came out, many people had a question mark in their eyes. The people of Cheng Yun's faction all had suspicions on their faces and looked at Hua Tian unabashedly.
Princess Shuhua was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Hua Tian, "This palace has never entertained Hua Liuniang, so it's better for Liuniang to come out and explain one or two." β
Hua Tian blessed his body slightly, and said with a smile, "Liuniang has never been here, but she is just feeling sorry because she misses the personnel in Shanyang Town, Qingzhou. β
Speaking of this, with a look of nostalgia on his face, he continued,
"I think you all know that after the Huajia Academy in Shanyang Town, Qingzhou, there is the Huajia Garden, and there is also a peach forest in it. Liu Niang thought that in the past, all friends watched the peach blossoms, but this year there is a lack of Liu Niang, and those friends must miss Liu Niang. Now in the peach forest of the princess's mansion, Liu Niang can't help but feel empathy......"
She explained it like this, not only explaining what Cheng Yun asked, but also secretly indicating that she was doing it out of friendship, not a private relationship between men and women. In this way, her reputation will not be damaged at least.
After listening to Hua Tian's words, Elder Jiang Ge already understood, and laughed loudly, "Well said, poetry can't be confined to the present." Hua Liuniang can have such a state of mind, no wonder she can write such a masterpiece. β
The rest of Li Xian and the others also nodded yes, and several people looked at Hua Tian's gaze, all of which were hot.
A little lady who can compose poetry like this, how good it would be if she could become a family member. Although they are too old to be suitable, there are many young people in the clan.
Zhong Liche glanced at everyone in the garden, and said loudly, "Miss Cheng's meaning is nothing more than to explain that this poem is not written by Hua Tian, if Miss Cheng doesn't believe it, you can ask the world who has written this poem." β
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes looked at Cheng Yun again.
Cheng Yun is the right prime minister's faction, while Hua Tian belongs to the left prime minister's faction. She was afraid that the question was not asked casually, but with malicious intentions.
However, Cheng Yun is not a stupid person, her face immediately showed a look of grievance, and she said, "The little woman didn't mean that, she just read the poem and had doubts in her heart." Hua Liuniang is from the name of Mr. Zhanbo, what is there to doubt that she can compose such a famous poem? β
In the end, he had already looked at Hua Tian with appreciation.
I have to praise this Cheng Yun for his exquisite thinking and quick reaction, Hua Tian nodded at Cheng Yun and said with a smile, "Miss Xie Cheng praised falsely, and he was able to make this poem, Mr. has made great contributions." β
Seeing that his own crisis was in place, Cheng Yun had a smile on his face and nodded kindly at Hua Tian.
Li Xian, who had been standing, smiled, "Today's best has been announced, but the second place still needs to be announced?" β
Elder Jiang Ge shook his head, "The second place is far from the first place, so it's okay if you don't announce it." β
Princess Shuhua and the rest of the beautiful uncles all nodded.
When Lin Xinqing heard this, she was so excited that she took Hua Tian's hand and shook it, if it weren't for the fear that her words would be too abrupt, she couldn't wait to laugh out loud.
Zhao Xiuchu, Ye Yaoning and Jian Liuzhu were all beaming with joy on their faces, and they were indescribably happy.
"We also said that Tian'er is really not good at writing poetry, and I don't think that Tian'er is too modest." Ye Yaoning had a smile in her eyebrows and eyes, and said in a low voice.
"Well, Liu Niang is just too modest. Cheng Yun is a famous talented woman in the imperial capital, and her poetry has always been the first in the boudoir. But now, Tian'er is not only the second in the boudoir, but also the first in the imperial capital. Zhao Xiuchu was extremely happy.
Listening to the praise of the two, Hua Tian said modestly, "But I feel it for a while, and I may not write such a poem in the future." Don't be too happy. β
"We are not afraid, there are many poets in this world, but there are very few famous poems that have been handed down in the world. Most of them have written for half their lives, but they are only obscure. With this one song alone, you will be much better than them. Jian Liuzhu was also very excited, especially when he saw Zhong Li Che defending them everywhere.
Hua Tian smiled slightly and lowered his head, as if he was embarrassed to answer. In fact, in his heart, he repeatedly said to Cui Hu that he couldn't help it.
At this moment, Princess Shuhua raised her voice and laughed, "Hua Liuniang can get such a masterpiece, she deserves to be the leader of today, and she must come over to accompany us." Come and sit here. β
Hua Tian heard Princess Shuhua mention herself, and hurriedly stood up.
Only then did she see that Princess Shuhua had sat back in the distance, while Li Xian and the others were sitting on the other side. Next to Princess Shuhua, there was an extra vacant seat.
Hua Tian walked out slowly, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart. But she saw that the vacant seat was originally sitting on the county lord of Shufang, and now the county lord of Shufang has retired by one.
This time she stepped forward, and she had to offend the two of them, and the lord of Shufang didn't know which little lady was sitting at the table.
But this was invited by Princess Shuhua, and she was not easy to refuse.
After thinking about it, she was already standing in front of Princess Shuhua, and the first thing she did was to give a gift, thanking Princess Shufang for her invitation.
Princess Shufang nodded with a smile on her face, pointed to the empty seat on the side and said, "Liu Niang doesn't need to be polite, just sit here, let's talk well." β
At this time, Hua Tian's connection port was not easy to find, but she still hesitated, "Liuniang's status is low, I'm afraid it's not suitable to sit here." β
"Silly boy, this palace says you can sit here, and you can sit here. And if your poems are about to go out, you will be a guest at the banquet of many families in Beijing. Princess Shuhua was obviously in a good mood and said with a smile.
If he refused, he would be angry, so Hua Tian had no choice but to thank him and sit half of his body on the chair.
"Liuniang has just entered Beijing, but are you still used to it?" Princess Shuhua began to talk to Hua Tian cordially.
Hua Tian smiled slightly, "I'm generally used to it, but it's much colder here than Qingzhou, and Liuniang is afraid of the cold, but I'm afraid that in winter, I have to stay in the house and don't want to go out." β
Princess Shuhua was amused by Hua Tian's words, and the daughter sitting nearby couldn't help but smile all over her face.
"You're being honest! However, I have a hot spring pool here, so if you get cold, you can stay here and soak in the hot springs. She said with a smile.
Hearing that Princess Shuhua no longer calls herself "Bengong", but calls herself "I", people who sit close to her can't help but think about it in their hearts.
Could it be that Princess Shuhua is a princess, when Zhenhua Liuniang is overturned with a poem, she wants to intersect with her peers?
People who think of such a thought can't help but feel a shock in their hearts.
Hua Tian tried her best to deal with Princess Shuhua, and didn't pay much attention to the people next to her, she couldn't guess whether this Princess Shuhua was sincere or evil, her face showed a look of gratitude, and said playfully,
"Then if Liuniang can't bear the cold when she arrives, and she really lives in the princess's mansion and doesn't want to leave, the princess is not allowed to be angry with Liuniang......"
"Don't be angry, don't be angry...... Poof...... If you come, I welcome you with good food and wine. Princess Shuhua smiled.
"Liuniang thanked the princess, and now she finally asked for a good place to go in winter." Hua Tian showed a cheerful look on his face, looked at the neighboring little lady again, and said with a smile, "Sisters and sisters also help Liuniang to witness." β
Princess Shuhua couldn't help but laugh again, and the little lady on the side, whether she was sincere or evil, also laughed, "We all saw it." β
The conversation continued, and it seemed that the guests and hosts were happy and unusually harmonious.
But Hua Tian was waiting for the battle, and he didn't dare to relax in his heart. She didn't dare to just talk to Princess Shuhua and snub others, so she gave full play to Ning Qian's "long-sleeved good dance" and met the source left and right.
But people's energy is limited, and the people Hua Tian dealt with in the past were not as difficult to deal with as they are today. Now for the first time at the level of Princess Shuhua, she doesn't show it on her face, but she is extremely tired inside.
Fortunately, Zhong Liche had been sitting nearby, and for some reason, he said a few words at the right time to open the topic and let Hua Tian rest.
However, Princess Shuhua didn't know if she was really overwhelmed by Hua Tian's talent, so she said a few words, and soon turned the conversation back and talked to Hua Tian.
Zhong Liche was tireless, and after a while, he talked about a topic, and in the end, not only Li Xian and others, the neighboring little lady noticed, but even Princess Shuhua also noticed.
She looked at Zhong Liche with a smile on her face and asked, "What do you mean by talking all the time?" Don't you feel sorry for Liuniang and talk to me about it? β
Hua Tian listened, and then looked at Zhong Liche.
Zhong Liche's eyes made eye contact with Hua Tian, paused, straightened his face, and said, "The princess loves to think crankily, she just doesn't like to hear any poems all the time." Today is spring, and the princess always talks about poetry, which is really boring. β
Whewββ
Hua Tian seemed to hear the relieved voice of the little lady nearby. R1152