Chapter 178: Poetry Again?

After a brief lunch at noon, everyone was a little sleepy, although there was still a church meeting on the stage, but compared to the older old ladies and ladies, the young people were a little unable to sit still.

In addition, it is hot in July, and although there is a roof pergola to cover it, it still makes people feel greasy and uncomfortable.

I don't know which lady started to make a fuss about going to the real king's mansion garden.

The old lady Du also felt that young people couldn't sit still, it was a happy day, and there was no need to restrict the younger generations to listen to the play here. So he discussed with the other ladies and asked Song Yi to lead the ladies to walk around. The old lady and a few elders nodded, and the young people were naturally willing to leave the table to visit the garden.

The three imperial concubines also found it boring to listen to the play, so they joined Song Yi and his party.

The garden of the Shinoh Mansion is also famous in Kyoto.

In addition, the real king's mansion was built on the mountain, and when the mansion was built, it was even more necessary for the national hand to draw a map and find a garden built by a famous architect at that time. Through the hands of skilled craftsmen, the already open garden of the True King's Mansion is even more beautiful. It is also because of the architect's ingenuity that the scenery of the distant mountains and lakes has been introduced into the garden, which is even more breathtaking.

Song Yi, as the host, naturally has to accompany the guests. The old lady told Song Yi to accompany the three imperial concubines, and Song Yi naturally did not dare to slack off.

"What's the fun of just walking around the garden?" Lord Wencheng said, "Since the elders want us young people to come out for activities on our own, we can't live up to their kindness. But it was too hot, and now it was noon, and the sun was poisonous, so it was better to find a place to drink tea and chat in the garden. I don't think you have to go to the garden in the sun, it's better to find a secluded place with a good view and rest and rest."

"The county lord's suggestion is very good. Now that the sun is poisoning outside, and so many of us go out, wouldn't it be bad if there is a headache and brain fever? Wouldn't it be better to find a shady place where everyone can enjoy the scenery while doing some quiet entertainment? ”

Some people agreed, and they were all delicate and weak young ladies, who didn't like to walk around in the hot weather, and now they were even more reluctant to visit the garden, so everyone agreed.

"True princess, since everyone agrees, why don't you find a place where you can not only take in the scenery of the mansion, but also enjoy the cool rest?" Gong Hanchu felt that when he came out of the theater, he already had sweat stains under his armpits. It is inevitable to conform to public opinion and say to Song Yi.

"Crown Princess, you're welcome. Today, you can come here, and the real king's mansion is also flourishing. Since I'm the host, I naturally want to accompany you."

Song Yi hurriedly arranged for his subordinates to clean up a Cuiliuxuan on the princess's rockery. It was originally summer, and everyone in the palace liked to enjoy the shade. Surrounded by water, there are weeping willow winding paths, climb to the second floor, you can take most of the scenery of the real palace into view.

What's even more pleasant is that the windows around Cuiliuxuan are opened, and the air is convection, which is naturally very cool compared to the outside.

Song Yi asked people to go forward to clean up, and he took the ladies to walk slowly behind.

In the center of the True King's Mansion is a small lake dug artificially, leading the living water down the mountain. Weeping willows and green bamboos are planted on the shore of the lake, which is lush and green, and the lake water is turquoise. Cuiliuxuan is on a small island in the lake, with windows open near the lake to introduce beautiful scenery and natural wind.

When Song Yi and the others went upstairs, the house had already been cleaned, and the ice was placed in the corners and in the middle in advance.

Song Yi came to ancient times, and his least favorite thing was to spend summer. This is too difficult for Song Yi, who is used to spending the summer in an air-conditioned room.

After knowing that there was such a thing as Bingjian, Song Yi ordered people to fight dozens of sets. I can't wait to put one in every corner of my house.

Speaking of which, in addition to cooling down, Bingjian can also ice some melons and fruits to achieve the effect of reducing heat and quenching thirst, which has the same function as modern refrigerators.

With the blessing of Bingjian, the group felt alive as soon as they walked into Cuiliuxuan. I felt a lot cooler in an instant.

The house is full of female dependents, and Song Yi has already emptied the men, leaving only the girls to serve.

They are all women, and they are much more naturally comfortable. Soon, the recovered ladies began to think about what pastime to find.

However, because they were all young ladies from official eunuchs, and they had all read some poems, some people proposed to compose poems.

Someone starts, and someone agrees. Soon, everyone asked to compose poems again.

Because there are three imperial concubines, some of them are deliberately showing, and some of them want to flatter, everyone knows each other tacitly and wants to stand out.

Because he wanted to compose poems, Song Yi arranged for people to empty all the tables and chairs in the house, leaving only four mahogany cases, on which pens, ink, paper, inkstones, etc. were placed.

The white rice paper is on the desk, waiting for someone to splash ink on it.

"True princess, you are naturally the host at your house today. Everyone wants to sit back and watch, but there is not much fun in this palace if they want to compose poems, so it is better for you to think of a rule to come out, so that everyone can have fun and have fun" Crown Princess Gong Hanchu smiled and said to Song Yi.

The princess's words made Song Yi hurt his head.

The ladies present are all ladies, if it is difficult, everyone is not wanton; If it's shallow, it's meaningless, and it looks like it's underestimating them.

"Since the crown princess said it, then I will entrust me to be the host. However, if everyone can come today, they are all considered their own sisters, and they don't have to be divided into high and low. Anyway, it's just a half-day of leisure, and everyone and sisters are happy."

"True princess, this is a bad word" The second imperial concubine Long Feiyan put down the small colorful cover clock in her hand and said with a sneer.

"Although it is true that everyone is a sister, this poetry is also divided into high and low, how can you laugh at it. The palace heard that the real palace made a begonia poem on the palace of the three princesses that day, which shocked the four seats, and was appreciated by the prince. The palace heard that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince deliberately stayed that day and asked the real princess to compose poems. ”

"Isn't it? I was there that day. The real princess can not only compose poems, but also sing songs, isn't the most popular "Dream of Red Mansions" in Beijing sung that day? With Zhuyu in front, the real princess will not marry herself, so she won't give other ladies a chance to show it," said Lord Wencheng in a weird manner.

Song Yi saw that the second imperial concubine and the county lord of Wencheng said this, how could he not explain, "Second imperial concubine, county lord, you misunderstood me." I thought that everyone was very happy today, and if it were for the good or bad of the poems, some young ladies would be unhappy. ”

"True Princess, do you really think so? Do you think any of us would be upset that we can't compare to others? Lord Wencheng seized Song Yi's speech illness and deliberately provoked.

Sure enough, there were a few young ladies in the audience who didn't look good, and Song Yi hurriedly said, "County Lord, you misunderstood!" Originally, I thought everyone was just having fun, and everyone was happy, so you didn't have to take it too seriously. Now that I think about it, it's still my villain's heart. ”

Song Yi hurriedly extinguished the fire.

"True princess, don't care. Everyone is a sister, just say it, don't be unhappy about those things. Since the second princess and the county lord of Wencheng both think that it is fun to compete, and they must be divided into high and low, then why not let all the young ladies express their attitudes, and use the proposal of which side they support more, and the minority obeys the majority, wouldn't it be better? Du Shuyin played a round field.

Song Yi felt that this was the best, and he didn't have to be a villain.

As a result, it is conceivable that most of the young ladies present want to fight for fame. In the end, it is necessary to distinguish the high and low.

Song Yi didn't say anything, so he simply satisfied them.

"Since everyone agrees, let's choose a person to come up with the question, limit the rhyme, and then set a convincing review, and finally evaluate the merits of your existing poems."

"Crown princess, what you said is very true," Du Shuyin answered, "I see, today I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha." The crown princess, the second princess and the real princess are the best candidates. Why doesn't the crown princess ask? Why don't the second princesses limit the rhyme? Why doesn't the real princess judge? ”

"The third princess has been talking for a long time, but she has forgotten herself, do you want to be idle without doing any work?" The crown princess had no objection, but said with a smile.

"Crown Princess, how could I do nothing? I'm not talented, and I don't know how to compose poetry. Let's be a prison. ”

As soon as Du Shuyin spoke, everyone present nodded like pounding garlic.

Originally, some people wanted to compete for the first place, but if the three princesses ended, everyone would not dare to make a mistake.

The third princess found a reason not to compose poetry, which was equivalent to giving up participating in this poetry meeting.

And the crown princess and the second princess did not participate, and some unfathomable real princesses were also judged, and there were four less powerful competitors at once, and all the young ladies were gearing up and excited.

Song Yi understood that Du Shuyin wanted to leave room for others to play, so he also took over the review work.

Everyone's roles have been arranged, and they are waiting for the question.

The crown princess thought about it, looked at the two pots of white begonias placed on the high table in the house, and said with a smile, "You see that begonia flowers are blooming brilliantly, why not take begonias as the theme?" ”

"Good" is surrounded by echoes.

"Since the crown princess has already chosen the topic, then the palace will limit it to a rhyme" The second princess Long Feiyan didn't want the princess to be beautiful, so she thought about it and said, "Then make a seven-character poem?" ”

looked at the girl leaning against the door again, and said, "The word 'door' rhymes, 'thirteen yuan'." At the beginning, a rhyme must be the word 'door'", saying that he asked for the rhyme card box again, took out a drawer of "thirteen yuan", and ordered the girl next to him to take four pieces out casually.

The girl took four pieces: "basin", "soul", "trace" and "faint".

When everyone heard this, they felt that this question was not easy to do, and quietly thought about it.

Song Yi saw that all the young ladies were frowning, thinking hard and meditating, and felt that it was not a bad thing for him to get out early.

"Guys, can you read the title clearly? I'm going to order someone to light incense, and before the incense is finished, everyone can still compose poems. If the incense is exhausted, he who has not finished the poem will be punished. Moreover, if a poem is made of the last grade, it will be punished in the same way."

As he spoke, the atmosphere in the room became solemn.

Song Yi didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly asked Xianglian to order a sweet fragrance of dreams.

This incense is only three inches long, with the thickness of lamp grass, and it is easy to ember, so it is limited to this.

The ladies saw that the incense was burning quickly, and they didn't want to be left behind, so they hurriedly wrote the poems they thought of in their hearts, and they didn't care if it was good or not, just don't be punished.