Chapter Forty-Seven: A Wave of Unsettled, Wave After Wave
After Mrs. Lu finished speaking, the hall where the warblers and Yanyan gathered on the observation deck suddenly quieted down.
It is common for wealthy families to be jealous, and the ladies present are all stepping up step by step, how can they not hear Mrs. Lu's tone a little unpolite.
On the other side, it's the Queen Mother!
The Queen Mother also remembered that this nephew and daughter-in-law had suffered a similar experience to her, and had also been widowed for many years, so she coughed a little embarrassedly and said with a smile:
"It turned out that it was not ordered to be written for Hongluan, but it was the palace that thought about it...... I didn't see that Buling's writing was so outstanding......"
Mrs. Lu's expression was calm, but she was a little panicked in her heart, and thought for a while: "Queen Mother, this poem is not written by Ling, I asked him, and it was copied." β
The Queen Mother frowned slightly: "Who's copying?" β
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Mrs. Lu was speechless.
Mrs. Lu likes this poem to the core, and the Queen Mother empathizes, so why not. Seeing that Mrs. Lu's preface did not match the afterword, the Queen Mother thought crookedly, with a little resentment between her eyebrows:
"The words written by the younger generation, this palace can still be hard to grab...... Don't let her martial arts excel since she was a child, but her literary talent is not outstanding, but she didn't expect that she still has a seven-trick exquisite heart, so she understands the thoughts of her elders......"
"Huh...... Oh, yes. β
Many ladies nodded, and whoever has such a distressed nephew is afraid that it will warm their hearts.
Gao Shi smiled and took the opportunity to answer: "According to the generation, Xu Shizi should be called the Queen Mother's aunt, I heard that Xu Shizi also arrived in Qujiangchi today, why not call over to reminisce about the past, if you can write a poem for the Queen Mother......"
The Queen Mother's eyes lit up, obviously moved, and she turned her eyes to look at Mrs. Lu.
Mrs. Lu refused to do so, Xu Buling came over to make poems to show off, and if she couldn't write poems, she would be embarrassed, no matter how she did, she couldn't please her. She frowned slightly, and responded very directly: "The poems are just misinformation in the market, and besides, if you don't order the prince of Su, Mrs. Gao should not mess up the respect of the elders and the young." β
This sentence was a bit heavy, Gao's face stiffened, and he quickly stopped speaking.
During the Shang and Zhou dynasties, there was no distinction between the prince and the prince, they were all called the prince, and later the world was unified, in order to respect the imperial power, the prince was one level lower than the prince, but it was much higher than the ordinary prince and concubine, not to mention the official ladies present.
Seeing that Mrs. Lu's tone was so heavy, the Queen Mother would inevitably hurt the harmony if she continued, so she chuckled twice and put down the teacup:
Mrs. Gao just laughed, all the women present were dependents, how could there be any reason not to let her come over to compose poems. Even if this palace really has this meaning, it should prepare a family banquet another day, please don't let it enter the palace, and talk about it later. β
Mrs. Lu bowed her head and stopped talking.
After such a hiatus, Fang Cai's gossip naturally could not continue.
The Queen Mother didn't mention the poetry again, sat for a while, and then took the ladies out of the viewing platform to relax.
Mrs. Lu didn't like to deal with these utilitarian official ladies, so she said hello to the Queen Mother, saying that she was tired and rested for a while, and left the team alone, going to the lakeside water pavilion, looking for her own baby and going out to press the road.
It's just that Mrs. Lu just took the moon slave to a short distance from the water pavilion, and when she raised her eyes, her body stiffened.
I saw a fluffy girl in a dress, sitting side by side with Xu Buling on the edge of the terrace of the water pavilion, her legs dangling in the air, her embroidered shoes kicking the hem of her skirt and swaying, with a smile on her face, talking to Xu Buling about something......
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Snowflakes are sprinkled on the Qujiang Pond like a mirror, Xu Buling's right hand fishing rod, left hand wine pot, sitting posture is very idle, listening to the chatter next to the cattle.
"My dad loves me very much, as long as others dare to bully me, my dad will definitely call the shots for me. There is also my father's student, who was the one who 'moved Chang'an with a sword' a few years ago, and his kung fu is better than Xu Shizi, and now he is traveling around the world to study, if he knows that I am being bullied, he will definitely call the shots for me......"
Song Yufu rubbed her little hands, the weather was too cold to bear, so she quietly moved to the rear of Xu Buling, using Xu Buling's body to block the wind, and kept saying that she had a very big background and was not easy to mess with.
Xu Buling listened to it for a long time, and turned his head a little funny: "Miss Song, you moved such a big bunch of characters out, who are you afraid of bullying you?" β
Song Yufu pursed her lips, naturally it was not easy to open up, but she just muttered in a low voice:
"No one bullied me."
"You're not threatening me, are you?"
"No...... Xu Shizi is knowledgeable and courteous, and has a good character, how can he bully a woman, even if I make a mistake unintentionally, you will reason with me, and you will not embarrass me like those vulgar people......"
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Xu Buling's sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and after thinking about it for a while, he wanted to put his hand on Song Yufu's forehead to see if he had a fever, but he still gave up because of the defense of men and women.
In the cold winter, sitting by the lake, the cold air came from under the soles of the feet, and even Xu Buling had to drink to keep warm, although Song Yufu was wearing a jacket and a shawl, but it was obviously still very cold, and she felt that she didn't have a good relationship with Xu Buling, and she didn't want to leave, so she stayed up here.
Xu Buling saw that Song Yufu Leng's speech was not very neat, so he handed over the wine gourd in his hand:
"Would you like a bite?"
Song Yufu looked at the exquisitely textured vermilion wine gourd, thought about it, and said very seriously:
"After drinking, are we friends? Everyone in the rivers and lakes is like this. β
Xu Buling was a little funny: "There is indeed a saying, but it is generally between men, a bowl of wine is in the stomach, and they will be confidants in the future." β
"Who said that there are many heroines on the rivers and lakes, and they still value benevolence and righteousness and stick knives in the ribs of their brothers, no worse than men."
Song Yufu took the wine gourd with both hands, opened the stopper, and took a sip when she raised her head and volleyed, which was very chivalrous.
It's a pity that Song Yufu has been very strict since she was a child, and even if she drinks alcohol, she drinks ordinary rice wine and sake, which are similar to drinks. And the 'Broken Jade Burning' brewed by the secret method of Sun's shop is a low-alcohol liquor, and people who can't drink alcohol really can't bear it.
Song Yufu took a sip of strong wine into her throat, and her choked little face turned red and almost squirted out. Since she was a child, she didn't make such a gaffe action, she swallowed it stubbornly, tears welled up in her eyes, she couldn't speak, she patted her chest and coughed repeatedly.
"Ahem, ahemβ"
"Haha......"
Xu Buling smiled heartlessly and took the flask back.
Song Yufu's eyes were red, and she was teased by Xu Buling, uncomfortable and aggrieved, but she was not angry, she glanced at Xu Buling a few times, then laughed too, and then lowered her head and stopped talking.
Xu Buling laughed twice, and felt that it was not interesting to bully this stupid girl, so he stopped laughing and sat upright with a fishing rod.
There was a moment of silence.
Song Yufu's cheeks were red, and she finally suppressed the strength of the wine, raised her eyes and peeked at it, and said again:
"It's okay, I don't blame Xu Shizi."
"Who apologized to you?"
Xu Buling glanced at Song Yufu, a little inexplicable.
"Xu Shizi must be embarrassed, he thinks that the joke is too much, it's okay......"
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Xu Buling nodded: "It seems that you are not stupid......"
The two of them just come and go, and they don't know what they're talking about, but the relationship has been brought a lot closer under Song Yufu's tireless strategy.
Xu Buling slowly said some jokes, from listening to the lecture to communicating, and when he was talking, a voice suddenly came from behind the water pavilion:
"Xu Buling!"