Zhang Peilun didn't expect Li Gaoyang to ask about Lin Yiqing, and after being stunned for a moment, he immediately replied: "Tao Shiyan and Hanpeng don't say much, only that Hanpeng is still in Fajing Paris, talking with Fa Xiang Ru Feili, and Tao Shi is helping from the side." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Oh, then their senior brothers think they will be close to each other for a while......" Li Gaoyang nodded slightly.

Of course, Zhang Peilun knew the twists and turns in Li Gaoyang's acceptance of Lin Yiqing as a disciple, but he didn't understand the meaning of what Li Gaoyang said just now, so he didn't speak and waited for the next step from his teacher.

Unexpectedly, after Li Gaoyang said this, he lowered his head, looked at the letter in his hand, and fell into silence.

Zhang Peilun looked at the teacher with some puzzlement, and after a long time, Li Gaoyang sighed and handed the letter in his hand to Zhang Peilun.

"Yu Qiao, you can send a telegram to Tao Shi and ask him to remind Lin Hanpeng."

Zhang Peilun was shocked, he took the letter from Li Gaoyang to him with both hands, opened the letter, only glanced at it, and his face changed greatly.

"Go ahead and do it! Yokishi. Li Gaoyang said and got up, his face full of tiredness, "I'm tired, let's go rest first." ”

Zhang Peilun answered, got up and held the teacher's hand, helped Li Gaoyang into the back hall, and summoned servants to serve Li Gaoyang to lie down and sleep before Zhang Peilun left.

When he returned home, Zhang Peilun read the letter Li Gaoyang gave him again, and then couldn't wait to prepare a draft of the telegram.

France, Paris, Legation of the Qianguo Kingdom.

The Qianguo Legation in Paris was originally a castle-style manor built by a French nobleman in the era of Louis XIV, located in a forest on the outskirts of Paris, so it is called the "Green Forest Castle", it is said that it took three years to build, and was later bought by the Duke of Paris. The manor house features a ballroom, a theatre, an aquarium, a wine cellar and more, and is lavishly decorated with marble from the floors to the bathrooms, and the gardens are modeled after the gardens of Louis XIV's palaces, with beautiful marble and bronze statues, and fountain pools decorated with gold leaf, known as the "Garden of the Sun". Because of its luxury, the estate was nicknamed "the most luxurious embassy" by diplomats from all over the world.

The family of Hong Yun, the envoy of the Qianguo State to France, lived here.

Today is the birthday of Hong Yun's daughter Hong Menglan, who just turned ten years old this year.

The sun is shining brightly in the "Sun Garden".

Tall, striped tulips stand upright on the stems, like long columns of soldiers. They looked haughtily at the roses on the other side of the meadow, and said, "We are as beautiful as you are." "Purple butterflies with gold dust on their wings flutter everywhere and take turns visiting the flowers; Baby lizards crawl out of the cracks in the walls and bask in the sun; The pomegranates cracked open in heat, revealing their bloody red hearts; The pergolas of the flowers, along the gloomy arcades, hung a heavy tinge of yellowish lemons, which also seemed to derive a more vivid color from this particularly good daylight; Magnolia trees also open their closed ivory spherical buds, filling the air with a rich, sweet fragrance.

Little Hong Menglan walked up and down the balcony with her companions, playing a game of hide and seek around the stone bottles and mossy stone statues. On weekdays, she can only play with children who are the same as her, so she always plays alone, and no one comes to accompany her. The exception was her birthday, where her father agreed that she could invite any child she liked into the garden to play with her. The slender French children walked in a very graceful manner, with the men wearing hats decorated with large feathers and fluttering tunics, and the women carrying brocade robes and covering their eyes from the sun with huge black and silver fans. But Xiao Hong Menglan was the most elegant among them, and she was dressed the most elegantly, according to a rather heavy style that was popular at that time. Her dress was of gray satin, embroidered with silver flowers on the skirts and large swollen sleeves, and decorated with rows of fine pearls on the hard bodice. As she walked, a pair of small slippers with large red roses appeared under her clothes. Her large gauze fan was pale red and pearl, and she wore a beautiful white rose in her black hair.

It's her birthday, and her parents are standing by the window, looking at her with smiles on their faces.

Her father, who loved her, gave her a special banquet that only royal princesses could enjoy.

She is actually an authentic little princess, her mother is the niece of the Empress Dowager Eugenie of the French Empire, Fantine, and the French Emperor Napoleon IV is still her cousin.

The guests went to the balcony to congratulate her. So she shook her beautiful head, took the hand of a noble boy named Goodwin, and slowly walked down the stone steps towards a long purple silk tent at the end of the garden, where the other children followed her in strict order: whoever had the longest name was the first.

She was greeted by a group of aristocratic boys disguised as bullfighters, and the young Count Violet (a very beautiful child of fourteen) took off his hat with all the elegance of a French nobleman, and solemnly led her in to a small ivory chair inlaid on the high platform of the field. The girls sat in a circle and whispered to each other waving their large fans.

It was indeed a remarkable bullfight, and according to Xiao Hong Menglan, it was better than a real bullfight (she was taken to the circus to see a real bullfight when the Duke of Paris came to visit her father). Some of the boys rode around the yard on wooden horses dressed in rich coats, wielding spears with beautiful banners made of brightly colored ribbons; Other boys walked on foot, waving their scarlet flags in front of the ox, and if the ox attacked them, they jumped over the fence gently. As for the "oxen", though it was made of willow tricks and open cowhides, he was exactly like a live ox, except that sometimes it ran around the field on its hind legs, which a live cow had never dreamed of. It was so good that the girls were so excited that they stood up on the bench, waved their lace handkerchiefs, and cried out, "Good! Okay! "They are as sensible as adults. The battle was deliberately dragged on, several wooden horses were pierced, and the riders dismounted. In the end, the young Count Violet made the "ox" to his knees, and he begged Xiao Hong Menglan to allow him to deliver the "fatal blow". With her permission, he plunged his wooden sword into the beast's neck. He used so much force that he cut off the head of the bull in one fell swoop, revealing the smiling face of little Wells, the son of the German minister in Paris.

Amid the long clapping and cheering of the crowd, the field was cleaned up, and two Moorish attendants dressed in yellow and black uniforms solemnly dragged away the corpse of the wooden horse, and there was another short interlude: a French rope walker performed a rope walking performance, and then on the stage of a small theater specially built to perform a puppet show, the Italian puppet troupe performed the semi-classical tragedy "Romeo and Juliet". The puppets played very well, their movements were very natural, and by the time the play was over, Xiao Hong Menglan's eyes were already full of tears. A few of the girls really cried and had to take candy to comfort them. Even his father was very moved, and he couldn't help but say to Mr. Lin Yiqing beside him that he felt so sad that something like this, which was made of wood and dyed wax and mechanically mobilized by the thread, could be so unhappy and encounter such terrible bad luck.

This was followed by a performance by an African conjugator. He came in with a large, flat basket, covered with a red cloth, and he placed it in the middle of the field, took out a strange reed pipe from under his headkerchief, and blew it. After a while, the cloth began to move, the reed pipes became more and more shrill, and two golden and green snakes protruded their strange wedge-shaped heads from under the cloth, and slowly lifted them up, swinging to and fro with the music, like a plant shaking in water. The children were a little frightened at the sight of their spotted heads and their tongues that spit out quickly, but they were glad to see a little orange tree in the sand, which produced beautiful white flowers, and a cluster of real fruit; At last the playmaker took the fan of the youngest daughter of the Marquis of Henry, and turned it into a blue bird that flew around the tent, singing, and the children were both happy and amazed. There is also a dance class in the Chapel of Notre-Dame de Paris, and the solemn "Holy Dance" performed by the boys is also very moving. This ceremony is held in front of the main altar of Our Lady once a year in May to worship Our Lady, but Xiao Hong Menglan has never seen it before, she has only heard other people's legends about the "Holy Dance". It's really nice to see. The dancing boys are dressed in old-fashioned palace costumes in white velvet. Their peculiar tricorn hats were adorned with silver tassels, and the top of the hat was adorned with large ostrich feathers. As they danced in the daylight, their dazzling white clothes lined their black skin and long black hair with more and more dazzling brilliance. They carried a solemn and dignified look throughout this intricate dance. Their slow dance steps and movements have a very refined elegance. Their bows were also very magnificent, and all of them were captivated by all this. Finally, after their performance, they took off his feather hat and saluted Xiao Hong Menglan. She replied very politely and promised to send a large candle to the altar of Our Lady to repay the joy she had bestowed.

So a group of beautiful Egyptians (the Parisians called the gypsies Egyptians at the time) walked into the field. They sat down cross-legged in a circle and played their strings softly. Their bodies swayed to the tune of the harp, and they hummed a soft tune almost inaudibly. Xiao Hong Menglan leaned back, and when she looked at them from the fan with her big black eyes, her beauty fascinated them, and they played the strings very quietly. Their long, pointed nails had just touched the strings, and their heads began to nod as if they were dozing. Suddenly they let out a very high-pitched cry, and the children were all taken aback, and the father and mother were startled, thinking that something had happened. It turned out that the piano players jumped up and spun wildly around the field, beating tambourine while singing passionate love songs in their weird guttural language. Then another signal sounded, and they all threw themselves to the ground, and lay there quietly, so quietly, that there was only a monotonous sound of the piano in the whole room. They did this a few times and then disappeared, and after a while, they brought back a large brown bear with a shimmering coat on a chain, and a few little monkeys sat on their shoulders. The bears stood upside down in a very serious manner, and the wizened monkeys played all sorts of interesting tricks with the two gypsy children (who seemed to be the monkeys' owners), playing swords and guns, and doing the drills of regular soldiers like the king's Praetorian Guard. The gypsy show was indeed a success.

However, the most interesting part of the morning show was the dancing of the dwarfs. When the dwarf staggered his bent legs, swung his deformed head, and ran into the field with a tumble and a roll, the children cheered loudly with joy, and little Hong Menglan couldn't help laughing. The "lady-in-waiting" had to remind her that there was no precedent in France for a princess to cry in front of some of her equals, but she had never seen a royal princess laugh so happily in front of a group of people of inferior rank. However, the magic of the dwarves is too great to be irresistible, and the French court has always been known for cultivating a penchant for terror, but it has never seen a little monster with such a strange appearance.

Perhaps the most interesting thing about the dwarf is that he doesn't find himself ugly at all. Indeed, he seemed to be very happy, and very energetic, and when the children laughed, he laughed, and laughed as casually and as happily as any of them; At the end of each dance, he gave each of them the most comical bow, nodding and smiling at them, as if he were really one of their kind, and not a misshapen little thing that nature had specially created to tease others.

As for Xiao Hong Menglan, he was completely fascinated by her. He couldn't take his eyes off her, he was dancing for her alone.

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