Chapter 235: Poetry, Can You Eat It?

"It's okay, Miss Dong doesn't have to take it to heart, I'll go change my clothes." A soft and gloomy voice came, accompanied by a light sound, Lin Yan had already walked out of the gauze screen with the hand holding the autumn equinox, her sleeves were wet, and there were still a few pieces of tea leaves, she was stunned when she saw Liang Min and others standing outside the screen, and her face was a little embarrassed, but then she lowered her eyes habitually and bowed to Liang Chang.

"Ah, what's wrong with the sleeves of the princess, Caiyue, why don't you ask the princess to change her clothes, Chixia, go and bring the dress I made the day before yesterday and don't fit it for the princess." Seeing this, Ding Hui, who was standing next to Liang Min, immediately ordered the maid next to him, paused, and stepped forward to hold Lin Yan's arm, "I'll go with the princess, princess, please here." ”

Lin Yan instinctively rejected Ding Hui, withdrew her hand without a trace, and said softly with her head half-lowered:

"This kind of trivial matter won't bother Miss Ding."

"How can it be tired, the princess is a distinguished guest, it should be. Princess, please come here! Ding Hui didn't seem to notice Lin Yan's rejection at all, and said with a smile.

Lin Yan couldn't push it, so she had no choice but to respond to her meaning:

"Then I'll be tired of Miss Ding."

"The princess is polite." Ding Hui said with a smile, holding Lin Yan's hand affectionately, turning around, but when he looked up, he said to Liang Min, "Brother Min, Hui'er took the princess to change her dress, Brother Min sat first, and then talked to Brother Min when Hui'er came back." ”

The intimate words were said by her in a frank tone, which made people think crookedly. She said it. Lin Yan's already pale face became more and more difficult to look at.

Maybe it was because she had hurt the reputation of Miss Ding Si by withdrawing from the marriage, but Liang Min's attitude towards Ding Hui was still very tolerant, when she finished speaking. Nodding faintly, he paused, and added:

"You're bothered."

Ding Hui laughed when he said this, and his smile was like a flower.

This thank you was originally intended to show the closeness between him and Lin Yan as husband and wife, but when he said it in such a situation, it changed his taste, and Lin Yan did not feel moved. Liang Min's thanks to Ding Hui made her feel even more embarrassed and couldn't raise her head.

When Lin Yan followed Ding Hui away, Su Miao clearly heard Liang Min sigh involuntarily, helpless. It was embarrassing, he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his thank you to Ding Huidao, Su Miao looked at him and felt like sighing.

After a while, Ding Mian arrived, apparently to entertain a group of young guests on behalf of his father. The favorite thing for celebrities to do is to enjoy the flowers. Flower viewing is a very popular activity in Yueliang country. Although not all of them are celebrities, they are all willing to be elegant, and even the women behind the screen are gearing up, hoping to show their talents in front of many young sons.

Because everyone was an acquaintance, Ding Mian took the initiative to remove the screen, and a bunch of male and female guests surrounded the Double Star Pavilion. Although the aristocracy pays attention to the defense of men and women, there are more or less relatives among the male and female guests, and they use the name of elegance. It doesn't hurt. Besides, on such an occasion, men and women display their talents to pave the way for future marriages, to put it bluntly, this is a more elegant-sounding blind date.

Although men and women sit at the same table. But both sides also adhere to their own reserve, so in such a group of people, Su Miao and aftertaste are quite strange, these two people are tired of being together from beginning to end, although they are unmarried, but after all, they have not yet married, even if they are married, they will not be as greasy and crooked in public as the two of them, but from beginning to end, the aftertaste and Su Miao are together as if no one was around, which makes people want to say "immoral", but because the way the two of them get along is too amazing, On the contrary, he couldn't say a word.

After appreciating the flowers, in order to show his unique talent, he naturally wanted to write poems, seeing that everyone here was eager to try, Su Miao was not interested in this kind of thing, she was more interested in the food in the Shuangxing Pavilion. She is not idle today, she has nothing to do and runs over to join in the fun, she also wants to come to see the banquet of the nobles of Yueliang Kingdom.

In her previous life, she had quite a lot of work experience in the banquet of the upper class, and she was also very good at studying the big banquet, but after all, the customs of Yue Liang Country are different from modern times, and her common sense has been subverted in many places before, and now she has accumulated some experience in food stalls and middle and upper class restaurants, but she does not know anything about the big banquet in the nobles of Yue Liang Kingdom, not to mention that she will develop into the high-end catering industry in the future. She didn't know anything about the tastes of the nobles of Yueliang Kingdom, and if she didn't understand, she couldn't start, and from now on, she had to understand that learning was something she had to do.

"There will be apples this season." Su Miao took out a reddish apple from the fruit bowl in surprise and whispered.

"It's all grown in a greenhouse, and it doesn't taste as good as autumn apples." Aftertaste.

The principle of the greenhouse is a bit similar to the vegetable greenhouse, the agriculture of Yueliang is more developed, and the artificial cultivation of fruits and vegetables is in the middle stage, but the cost of artificial cultivation is not low, the vegetable greenhouses are cultivated by the nobles themselves, and the ordinary people basically only need to solve the problem of food and clothing.

"Really? It doesn't look like it was grown in a greenhouse, it's red and fragrant. Su Miao smelled the red apples, and the aroma of the fruit was very soft.

"The greenhouse of the Marquis of Dongping Mansion is far behind, I don't believe you can taste it." Aftertaste said with a smile.

Su Miao glanced at him, opened her mouth and took a bite of the apple, making a slightly dull crisp sound, although the flesh was slightly rough, the juice was still very sweet:

"It's okay, it's sweet, you're too demanding, it's good to be able to grow something like this in a greenhouse."

"Really sweet?" Aftertaste looked at her carmine lips dyed with a little juice and asked with a smile.

"Really, I don't believe you eat one." Su Miao nodded, chewed the apple, and replied.

"Okay." Aftertaste smiled and agreed, but took her wrist, lowered his head and took a bite of the apple in her hand, tasting it for a while. He smiled at her and said, "It's quite sweet." ”

Su Miao looked at him and kept looking at him. Dumbfounded, I didn't know what to say for a while.

Syllable!

A crunch!

The sound of a teacup falling to the ground!

Su Miaoxun looked over, but what she saw was Ding Lanwa's face greener than cucumbers, and the dozen eyeballs that stuck to the two of them. Whether it is a male or female guest, they are dumbfounded by their behavior of being close to the public, because they are so shocked that they don't even have the strength to say "immoral".

Liang Min was a little embarrassed. glanced at Hui Gan, who was feeding Su Chan, Hui Gan found new fun, kept taking food and handing it to Su Chan, watching her stuff her mouth and prop up her cheeks. looked like an expressionless little chipmouse, Hui Gan was very happy, and he didn't pay attention to this side at all, so Liang Min coughed twice in the sense of responsibility that he had to maintain the door wind as the eldest son. Whispered:

"Ah Wei. You sit down with Miss Su. ”

After tasting before he could reply, he heard Ding Lan suddenly smile warmly at Su Miao:

"Sister Su, the girls in our team have all appeared, so it's up to Sister Su and Sister Lin, why don't you write a poem to Sister Su to frustrate the spirit of their Qinghu team!"

The Qinghu team is a team composed of men and guests present, and these men and women fought poems with the theme of peony before, and I don't know that the young people present hid their clumsiness in order to show their gentlemanly demeanor. Or the girls are really talented, and the two sides are actually comparable. Ding Lan's words fell, and everyone's curious eyes fell on Su Miao.

The aristocratic circle is no stranger to the identity of the aftertaste, although the aftertaste is low-key in Liangdu, but because of the publicity of King Rui and the current emperor's love for him, almost everyone in the aristocratic circle knows everyone, even if you haven't seen it with your own eyes, just ask about the name. For the girl brought by the aftertaste, everyone is full of curiosity, and they have never heard of the fiancΓ©e of the young master, and they came with Liang Min, that is to say, Rui Wangfu has acquiesced to the identity of this daughter-in-law, but this girl can't guess which family this is even if they want to break their heads, and their curiosity and judgment make them want to know her further, and exploring her talent is one of them.

Su Miao didn't expect someone to let her compose poems, this is an area she has never been good at, she has spent too much time studying cooking skills since she was a child, she is completely a scumbag in her homework, and the only Tang poem she can recite is "Bright Moonlight in front of the bed", let her sing the praises of peonies, those pots of peonies are a few pots of good-looking but inedible flowers in her eyes, the adjectives she can say, good-looking, beautiful, that's all.

"Poetry? I won't. Su Miao has never been interested in things that can't be eaten, and when she came back to her senses from a slight stunned, she didn't feel embarrassed at all.

"Sister Su doesn't have to be humble, my sister is talented, any poem must be a good poem, we can rely on my sister to help us get it back in this game." Ding Lan pursed her lips and said with a smile, she may not be able to see that Su Miaozhen can't, her words seem to be fueling the trouble, and sure enough, her voice fell, and Dong Wan, who was sitting next to her and was praised as the first talented woman in the world, showed a little dissatisfaction on her face.

"It's rare that Miss Ding is looking forward to it so much, I'm sorry to disappoint you, I really won't." Su Miao said sincerely.

"Miss Su, everyone is just using poetry to help the fun, playing and begging for a lottery, why do you have to twist and pinch to hide it." Dong Wan said impatiently.

"This girl, what you said is wrong, I have never written a poem, and you have never seen me write a poem, why do you say that I am clumsy?" Su Miao retorted seriously.

Dong Wan snorted, with contempt on his face: "Miss Su, anyone who has read a few poetry books since childhood can at least improvise a few poems, good or bad, how can anyone who has read a book not know how to write poems, Miss Su, if you hide it again, I'm afraid someone should think that you haven't studied." ”

As soon as she spoke, several people were already pursed their lips and laughed, laughing so much that it was a schadenfreude.

Lin Yan, who had been installing dolls at the base of the wall after changing her clothes and coming back, was anxious when she heard this, and wanted to say something, but she was stupid, but she was in a hurry but couldn't say anything that could relieve Su Miao.

The girl surnamed Dong was also mean, and actually said that she had never studied, Su Miao was a little angry, and wanted to shout, "The old lady has also read Ptolemy's theorem, you haven't read it, who hasn't read it."

"Girl, everyone has things they are good at and things they are not good at, I just am not good at writing poetry, I still read books, I am two years older than you, and I must read more books than you." Su Miao said lightly.

A muffled laugh sounded, and Dong Wan's face changed color and turned into an eggplant color.

"In that case, then Sister Su will choose something she is good at to open everyone's eyes, how about it?" Ding Lan's clear and soft voice sounded at the right time, this little girl's hobby is probably to take advantage of loopholes. (To be continued......)