"Tut-tut! We don't dare to wear it, and we won't wear it, but she looks good when she wears it! ”

Everyone gathered around Wuren Haqin, who was dressed up, and praised it surprisingly.

Lin Daiyu looked at the small pendants on her head, which were dazzling and flashing, and asked funny: "Sister Yangmei, what are these on your head?" Looks weird and funny. ”

Wuren Haqin had already learned from Jia Huan's mouth about Jia's mother's name.

She also happily bowed in the direction of Rongqing Hall in the south, because she felt that this was the old lady of the Jia family who accepted her......

But she was still a little used to being called a new name.

After hearing Lin Daiyu's words, she was stunned before reacting, and then hurriedly pulled down from her head one by one, and introduced it in a somewhat awkward Qin language: "This is a hat, this is a headscarf, as well as headbands, headbands, braid pliers, braids, hairpins, hairpins, earrings, earrings, earrings, ......."

Lin Daiyu took it one by one, and after reading it in a novel way, she smiled coquettishly: "You can really wear it, aren't your neck tired?" ”

Wuren Haqin shook his head, looked at Lin Daiyu and smiled seriously: "Sister, don't be tired." And, it's only on festivals that we dress like this. ”

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she laughed out loud, and didn't care about the difference between sisters and sisters, raised the hat in her hand again, and asked, "Why is this hat so tall?" ”

She held a hat about a foot tall with a quadrangular top.

It is wrapped in colorful silk and decorated with various precious stones, amber, beads, jade pieces, peacock feathers, pheasant tail feathers and other ornaments.

However, when Jia Huan brought it back, it was when his eye was injured, so how could anyone still think about these at that time......

Now that I see that Wuren Haqin is very good-looking, everyone is interested again.

Wuren Haqin was also very happy to see that Lin Daiyu was so interested, and said with great interest: "This is Gu Guguan, it is a high crown, and there are embroidery patterns on it. Some are Danfeng Chaoyang, some are two dragons playing with pearls, and some are steppe wolves.

Underneath the hat, is a headscarf.

On the steppe, almost every woman wears a scarf, which is said to have been handed down from the time of Genghis Khan to signify the horns of the banner of longevity floating on her head.

There is also this, the hair cover, the wind and sand on the grassland are very large, and if you don't protect it well, it is easy to get your hair dirty. ”

Lin Daiyu looked at the hair cover with some dazzle, only to see a handful of pearl chains, pulled them down with her hand, covered her mouth and laughed: "God, it looks like there are hundreds of small corals, as well as so many silver chains, pearl strings, silver rings, silver pieces, agate, jade......

How heavy is that? ”

Wuren Haqin smiled: "Almost, ten catties." ”

Lin Daiyu was speechless when she heard this: "Ten catties, my God, if you wear it on my head, won't you break my neck?" ”

Wuren Haqin is a hands-on faction, and he picked up his hat and buckled it on Lin Daiyu's head.

Lin Daiyu was not annoyed, she tightened her neck and carefully supported it with her hands.

After wearing it, the originally exquisite and picturesque face, against the backdrop of the dazzling jade agate, became more and more like a fairy concubine.

Not to mention Jia Huan, Jia Baoyu, together with Wuren Haqin, who is a woman, were stunned and muttered: "Sister, are you a goddess in heaven?" How can you look good......"

Such heartfelt words made Lin Daiyu, who is also a woman, smile more and more, and she will look better......

"Okay, okay, my neck twisted for a while!"

Jia Huan looked at her somewhat strong appearance, and reached out to take it down a little funny, although Lin Daiyu was a little sorry, but her neck was indeed a little sore, she reluctantly glanced at Gu Guguan, and glanced at Jia Huan who was happy on the side.

"Sister, I'll send you."

Wuren Haqin was so generous, seeing that Lin Daiyu really liked it, and whether it was hers or not, he sent it away, and only after sending it did he remember that this was Jia Xichun's, and he was a little dumbfounded, blinking his eyes and looking at Jia Xichun......

Jia Xichun was more generous than her, and said with a smile: "Little sister-in-law, I have already given it to you!" If you want to give it to Sister Lin, give it to Sister Lin. ”

When Wuren Haqin heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Jia Xichun gratefully.

Jia Xichun has gained this kind of look in Jia's mansion, and he was full of pride for a while.

After everyone saw her smug appearance, they couldn't help laughing, and then sat down one by one.

Xu is only Wuren Haqin "coaxed" Lin Daiyu to be happy, and the seat next to Lijia Huan that could not be touched on weekdays was actually given to Wuren Haqin by her today.

She herself chose a small table next to the flowers and sat down.

After sitting down, no one opened the food box.

In fact, according to the rules of Jiafu, eat more light and small amounts for dinner, and sometimes even eat only some fruits and drink some tea.

Everyone spread out the white paper one after another, grinding the inkstone, one by one like two celebrities, or watching the moon, or looking at the mountains, or appreciating the flowers, or looking at the water.

Because I've said it before, I'm in a hurry to start poetry today, so I don't need to point to the topic, and I don't need to limit the rhyme, just do what everyone is good at and like.

Therefore, their scenes are different at the moment.

Wuren Haqin sat beside Jia Huan, looking at Jia Huan a little dumbfounded, at a loss.

Shouldn't everyone raise a glass and drink mare's milk wine, draw a knife to cut meat and gnaw bones?

How......

Jia Huan laughed and said, "They are composing poems." ”

"Zuo...... Poetry? ”

Wuren Haqin knows that there is an interesting writing in the Great Qin State, called poetry.

It's the same as the song she sang on the grassland, very beautiful.

It's just that even after Princess Oranbayar tried to learn the battle, she retreated, feeling that composing poetry was the most difficult thing in the world.

But I don't want to, in Ushara's house, there are so many good-looking sisters and ...... Madame, even know how to compose poetry.

Looking at the delicacies that Jia Huan took out of the food box on the side, the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, Ushara felt a little inferior......

Jia Huan said with a smile: "Sister Wuren Haqin, in our family, I was the only one who couldn't compose poetry, but now it's finally good, and there is another one who can't compose poetry, you say, are we a natural couple?" ”

"Ushara, you don't know how to compose poetry?"

When Wuren Haqin saw that there was a bottom, he immediately regained some confidence.

Jia Huan pursed his lips and whispered, "I can't understand it, and I don't like to hear it." ”

When Wuren Haqin heard this, he suddenly became happier, and laughed softly: "I don't understand either, and I don't like to hear it." When the princess ......"

At the mention of the word princess, Wuren Haqin's smile suddenly froze.

Jia Huan looked at her with pity, stretched out his hand, and stroked the faint scar on her face.

He said: "Sister Wuren Haqin, don't worry, the person who has hurt you, I will definitely make her pay the price of heartache and pain, no matter who it is, I promise." ”

In Wuren Haqin's big eyes, big tears gathered, she shook her head, and said with a smile: "No need, Ushala, really."

The princess though...... But I don't hate her.

For you are my Ushara......"

When Jia Huan heard this, a trace of guilt flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Sister Wuren Haqin, I am the one who has caused you." ”

Wuren Haqin shook his head and said: "It's not a burden, every grassland woman, after choosing a man, will willingly bear a common fate."

Men fight wars outside, and women are house-keeping at home.

When a man wins a battle and becomes rich, he becomes rich with him.

When men are defeated and die, they are taken captive as cattle and sheep as slaves......

Even if they were kidnapped and imprisoned and tortured, they firmly believed that as long as her man did not die, he would definitely come back to her.

Even the great Genghis Khan, in his youth, lost his wife Lotti.

But in the end, he snatched his wife back. ”

Speaking of this, Wuren Haqin looked at Jia Huan with a proud face, and put the Buddha, Jia Huan was the same as Genghis Khan......

After Jia Huan heard this, he was a little embarrassed.

He looked at his eyes as clear as the sky of the Wuren Haqin grassland, and said word by word: "Sister Wuren Haqin, in this life, I will never lose you a second time." ”

Hearing this, Wuren Haqin pursed his lips and smiled, nodded, and said, "I believe you...... Ushara, since the old lady gave me the name of the Qin people, then from now on, you still call me the name of the Qin people. I want your Qin name too, okay? ”

Jia Huan smiled: "Of course it's good, your name is Yangmei, and my name is Jia Huan." In the future, I will call you Sister Yangmei, and you can just call me Brother Huan. ”

"Brother Huan ......"

Wuren Haqin tilted his head and thought about it, then said with a smile: "But, I heard the fourth sister call you third brother, hehe, third brother, three?" ”

This is Jia Huan's original naked. Ben Liar's Name......

Wuren Haqin's big eyes were bent into crescent moons, and under the light of the glass wind lamp, they looked bright and full of joy, as if they had found a cunning little fox stealing eggs.

Jia Huan liked her smile very much, nodded, and said softly: "Yes, it's the three." In the future, you can also call me three. ”

Wuren Haqin nodded heavily and said with a smile: "Three? ”

"Huh!"

Jia Huan responded with a smile, and then also called: "Sister Yangmei? ”

"Hmm!"

Wuren Haqin responded with a smile like a flower, and giggled.

After the two looked at each other and smiled, Wuren Haqin looked at the sisters of Jiafu who were writing poems everywhere around them, and said enviously: "Three, they are so powerful, even the princess can't compose poetry, and I can't do it......"

Jia Huan smiled: "It's okay, Wuren...... Sister Yangmei can sing, sing songs on the grassland, it's very good. ”

When Wuren Haqin heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Three, do you remember the song I sang to you?" ”

Jia Huan smiled softly: "I will never forget ...... for the rest of my life"

When Wuren Haqin heard this, his eyes became brighter and brighter when he looked at Jia Huan......

And now all the poems of the people were ready.

Jia Xichun was arranged to read, read a poem, everyone praised it once, read a poem, and everyone praised it again.

Although Wuren Haqin didn't understand, he was very polite.

Whenever others praised, she also smiled and clapped her hands vigorously, making everyone's eyes look at her much better.

Compared to Wuren Haqin, the yawning illiterate person next to her was too infuriating.

Rain on someone's parade!

After Jia Xichun finished reading, he was interested, stood up and said proudly: "Wuren Haqin...... Sister Yangmei, she also wants to show everyone a hand, she wants to sing a song on the grassland for everyone, it's very good! Everyone is welcome! ”

After that, he applauded vigorously, and the others also gave face, clapping their hands and laughing at Wuren Haqin.

Wuren Haqin was very generous, did not twist, thanked everyone with a red face, and after the applause was quiet, she opened her mouth and sang:

Emin River, long and long,

Horses on the shore, dragging the reins,

Beautiful girl, Noengia,

Married to a distant land.

When I was by my parents' side,

sewing furs for clothes,

Come to this far place,

Silk satin to make a new outfit.

The sea is green and the river is rippling,

I miss my parents' friendship,

A horse as a bride price,

The daughter married away from home.

Beautiful girl, Noengiya ......"

……

(To be continued.) )