130。 Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the wisteria is all defeated at the beginning

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About the update,I've been running outside this week.,Guaranteed to keep changing.,If it's time.,There will be two changes a day.,It's too late for the relatives to understand the next day.,Next month, for the full attendance award.,Mengmeng will not sleep, don't eat or drink, and make up for the more.

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On the eight-year-old birthday, the first family in the Qi Mansion had a lunch around a table, firstly, Sun Feng was reluctant to be too public, and secondly, she was not in the mood.

This year, it turned out to be a bad thing.

The poisoning storm Aunt Qing confessed, the Lantern Festival Hongmen Banquet was not treated by the crown princess, Qi Mingqiu married into the prince's mansion, the eldest brother's daughter-in-law was missing, the father ran away from Aunt Wan, and the black and white old man added Molan's various blockages.

In the flower hall on the ground floor of the embroidery building, there are a lot of congratulatory gifts, and the big and small Qiao are sorting out the gift list.

The relatives of the family, the Wu family, the grandfather of the Xu family, the eldest aunt and the fourth imperial concubine, and the cousin-in-law Zheng Yizhi...... There was also a gift from the Prince's Mansion.

"Miss, could this be a gift from the second miss." Xiao Qiao was holding a slender box, which seemed to be calligraphy and painting, "Miss, do you want to open it?" ”

"Let's go." It is only Qi Mingqiu who has something to do with the prince's mansion, and it is normal for the sister to prepare a birthday gift for the sister-in-law.

Sun Feng wanted to say that he would throw it in the firewood room, but he thought about it or gave up, he couldn't believe Qi Mingqiu's character, and he had to believe that she wouldn't be stupid enough to do anything about the congratulatory gift.

Xiao Qiao and Da Qiao took out the painting scroll, Da Qiao held the upper end, Xiao Qiao held the lower end, a little farther away from the master, little by little.

"What is this?" When he gradually looked at the ink paintings in the full brocade border, Sun Feng was stunned.

At the top is the sky dipped in black ink and water, and in the distant background are two blurred palace lanterns, the painting technique is similar to the smudge wind, showing the soft light of the palace lanterns in the night to the fullest.

In the near view, the upper floor is spread out wisteria flowers, and a red swing is set under the flower stand, and a little girl in pink who plays the flute sits at the top of the swing.

"Miss, this is you, right?" Xiao Qiao glanced at the painting from the side, isn't this the swing in the garden of the Lantern Festival Palace? And what I wore when I entered the palace that day, but how did it move to play the flute?

After a few months, Sun Feng himself may not remember what he was dressed on the day of the Lantern Festival, but the person who painted was observant and did not miss a detail.

The texture of the Qi bangs, the bun, the gold-inlaid jade collar, and even the jade fan on the head are exactly the same.

Pink silkworm clothes, cannas at the corners of the cuffs and necklines, and the skirt is slightly floating, revealing a little embroidered shoes.

The ink-colored flute body, the emerald ring spike pendant, the eyes are half-closed, the mouth is lightly flattened, and the little fingers are slightly cocked.

"Really like me?" There is no mirror here, the clarity of the bronze mirror is limited, and Sun Feng doesn't know that he can make a scene of "wisteria light rain and flute playing".

"Like, vivid, happy and hateful." Da Qiao shook his head and fiddled with his little bit before learning, "That flute should be the master's phoenix-tailed butterfly, the second lady shouldn't have seen it much, why does it look so similar?" ”

"This painting is not painted by the second lady, look here, there is a small poem and a signature." Xiao Qiao pointed to the lower left corner of the painting, a few lines of vertical block letters.

Whose jade flute is flying in the dark, and the wisteria is all defeated at the beginning

Signed: Huang Yida

"Huang Yida? Is there a famous teacher named Huang Yida in the Daewoo Dynasty? ”

"I don't know, I don't care about this, if it's someone who hasn't seen the master, just listening to the description of the second lady can paint so vividly, if you don't become famous now, you will definitely be famous in the future."

"Maybe it's the palace painter invited by the second lady, and the painting skills will be so superb."

"I really draw the master very well, and the master who usually sits quietly and doesn't train people makes people like it more and more."

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Well? What is a master who does not discipline? Isn't it that I usually don't have a lady who is a lady?

The rise of the discussion between Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, Sun Feng did not interject from beginning to end, this painting was only sent by Qi Mingqiu, but now I know that someone is just using the name of the vague prince's mansion.

Huang Yida, in this world, only she knows who Huang Yida is.

Yu Yide, in this world, only he knows who she will know who Huang Yida is.

Sun Feng, who had never been in love in her previous life or this life, didn't realize until she saw her lifelike portrait that her nerves were dull enough.

In the Imperial Garden, Yu Yide, who suddenly appeared, was embraced into his arms without warning, and the smell of Ding Lan came to his face, and there were some words that he didn't understand very well, and inexplicable feelings.

Because of what, let the grandly grandson send a portrait to an eight-year-old girl to express his admiration, or since when did Yu Yide remember his every movement so clearly, since when did he look at him There are other things in his eyes.

"Put it away, just put it in the storeroom."

She is an eight-year-old girl, not a young girl in the twenty-eighth year, and theoretically she should not understand the meaning of the painting.

"Miss, isn't this painting so well painted that it doesn't hang in the room or somewhere else?"

Da Qiao carefully re-rolled up the picture scroll, and then put it into the brocade box, Xiao Qiao's gaze retracted a little reluctantly, as if the master in the painting was what she had been looking forward to, quiet, well-behaved, how rare it is in real life.

"I'm not so narcissistic, I look at my portrait every day in a daze." Sun Feng pretended to stroke the fat rabbit nested on his lap, Xiao Qiao's expression couldn't hide his thoughts, "Why don't you hang up and let you go, so that you can see the best tempered master me every day, okay?" ”

"Big Joe! Why haven't you cleaned it up yet! Pack it up and put it in the warehouse! ”

The subject must be changed decisively.

“……”

Big Joe was speechless at this sister whose attitude had changed 180°.

"Xiao Qiao~ Your master and I have a birthday, do you have anything to say?"

A master asked his follower for a birthday gift, and she Sun Feng must be the first!

"Master, I'll go and put these gifts in the treasury first."

Sun Feng watched Xiao Qiao escape with a bunch of boxes, and those who dared to dodge in front of the master were still safe, where to find such a good-tempered master.

"Master, this is for you." Da Qiao took out a palm-sized carved wooden box from his arms and handed it to Sun Feng.

"What is this? Which one gave such a small box as a gift? After taking the box, Sun Feng recognized the carving on the surface of the box after a while, it was still Da Qiao's intimacy, it was worthy of being a super follower who had been carefully cultivated for five years, and if he was a few years older, he would be able to become the ideal husband in the minds of all the maids.

Since Da Qiao learned to learn jade carving, the first thing to give to Sun Feng was a jade rabbit, and then every year on Sun Feng's birthday, Da Qiao would send a hand-carved jade rabbit, the shape depends on one of the rabbits in the litter of rabbits he fell in love with.

"That's all I can do, just to amuse the master."

In the wooden box, it was indeed a jade rabbit, taking a slightly rouge variegated mutton fat jade, Da Qiao was able to skillfully carve a fat rabbit and the youngest rabbit grandson gnawing carrots.

"Da Qiao, is there anything else you can't do?"

"Follow the master, you have to know all eighteen kinds of martial arts." There were still some gifts left on the table, and Da Qiao cleaned them up one by one. "Does the master like that portrait painting or not?"

"Is there a difference? Anyway, it's already in the warehouse. "Sun Feng is a little flustered, Da Qiao is much more mature than ordinary twelve-year-old boys, thoughtful and reliable, basically complementary to Xiao Qiao.

"I took the eldest young master with me for a few days, what that poem meant, and I can understand some, 'whose jade flute is flying darkly, and the wisteria is all lost', the master's posture with the flute is painted elegantly and quietly in the painting, and in the eyes of the person who holds the pen and paints, the shy posture of the master's youngest daughter overshadows the astonishment of the wisteria flower."

Sun Feng slanted his eyebrows when he listened, what is the posture of holding a flute, people are obviously playing the flute! It's really blowing a beautiful tune! In Da Qiao's eyes, it is difficult for him to pose for a photo!!

In the same way, a painting can also see the heart of the painter. I once saw the eldest young master paint a portrait, and the person in the painting covered his face with a silk scarf and couldn't see his face, even so, Da Qiao could see at a glance that the woman in the painting should be the eldest young master's intended person. ”

Well? Portraits painted by Big Brother? Han Yun with a veil? Alas, the eldest brother really can't let go of Han Yun, since that inexplicable breakoff, Han Yun left the inn on the second day as she said, and Sun Feng knew that the eldest brother had been looking for him many times in the capital.

"Maybe the master will think that Da Qiao has a lot of words, but for the sake of the master, I still have to say, Da Qiao doesn't think that the painting was given to the master by the second lady, I'm afraid that someone deliberately used the name of the prince's mansion to send the painting, can the master remember, who could it be?"

"I don't know." Can you admit it? Said that he fascinated Yu Yide with his undeveloped small body? Of course not! "On the day of the Lantern Festival, a person was so idle that he played the flute for a while, maybe he happened to be seen by someone."

"What Da Qiao is worried about is that if he can send this painting in the name of the prince's mansion, it is either someone in the prince's mansion, or someone with a heart deliberately does it, and that person is in the dark, which is a bad situation for the master, in case something is detrimental to the master's reputation in the name of painting......"

"Hey, it's so complicated, they're only eight years old!" Sun Feng waved his hand, stuffed the fat rabbit into Daqiao's arms, and then let Da Qiao continue, and the painter Yu Yide could be said to be a black-bellied villain.

This year, if there is anything bad about it, it is that the people around her take turns to brainwash her, Ginkgo's analysis of the situation, Chu Wan's revenge strategy, and all kinds of speculations about Da Qiao in front of her, where can there be so many conspiracy theories, it can't let her be a little doll in peace.

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