A group of women walked through the corridor, only to see that there were already many ladies and ladies sitting in front of them, and Duan Yinyin was sitting there, surrounded by two little sisters.

"The one in goose yellow clothes next to her is called Chen Xi, her father works under Uncle Duan, and the other one in blue clothes is called Chang Miao, her father is Dali Siqing, and the two have always looked at Duan Yinyin's horse, you be careful." Zhang Yanjing laughed and talked with the little county lord, Jiang Rong and others, and did not forget to explain to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu nodded: "Cousin, I understand, I'll be careful." ”

"Rong'er, bring your ladies over to taste this chrysanthemum tea, although the chrysanthemum tea is simple, but it has a different taste with this Ru kiln white porcelain." It was Jiang Rong's mother who spoke, Mrs. Jiang of Jiang Mansion.

Everyone sat down one by one, and there was a maid serving this chrysanthemum tea, and the white porcelain cup contained a clear yellow tea soup, and the chrysanthemum petals in it were undulating.

"It's really wonderful, this garden full of chrysanthemums with this chrysanthemum tea is really good." A noble lady praised.

Mrs. Jiang smiled: "Wait a while, there will be more wonderful, today it is not easy to get together so many girls, wait a while, let the maids present pen and ink, and everyone will chant poems together to play the piano against Danqing, wouldn't it be wonderful?" ”

"Then you are not allowed to dislike me for not being able to read and ink, even if the painting is ugly, you have to frame it for me."

"You're really used to you, we dare to frame it, do you dare to hang it out for others to see?"

"Why don't you dare, it's worth it to make everyone laugh."

"You narrow-minded."

The ladies have no scruples, the ladies can't wait, who doesn't want to make their reputation even more famous? Today is an excellent opportunity, if the fame spreads, it means that relatives are helpful.

And Ye Qiu felt a malicious gaze at this time, from Duan Yinyin, she looked arrogant, even more arrogant than the little county lord, but at this time, everyone was laughing, but no one paid attention to her.

After drinking tea, the maids presented pen and paper, piano and chess, and the ladies laughed and laughed.

Some said: "I'm not good at Danqing, so I'll play a song for everyone." ”

Some said: "I won't be ugly in front of my sisters, I will be a spectator today." ”

Others said: "If it's a little boring to write Danqing, let's all judge it after we finish writing!" ”

It was Chen Xi, a woman in a goose yellow dress next to Duan Yinyin, who said this, her father was a second-grade general, and now he was guarding the border and had meritorious service in the imperial court, so it was not good for everyone not to give her face, not to mention that today everyone had a heart of comparison, so they decided after two discussions.

"That's it." Mrs. Jiang stood up and said, "Let's Danqing and poetry first evaluate the top ten, and then send it to the courtyard next door to ask my little brother-in-law to choose the top three. ”

As soon as the words landed, there was a burst of bustling excitement, if it was praised by Mr. Luzhu for his life today, he would really have no regrets in this life.

Mrs. Jiang listened a little helpless, her little uncle usually wanders, no one in the family can control him, but he has a very good reputation outside, if someone gets him a pair of calligraphy or calligraphy, it will be regarded as a treasure, but I don't know that he burns more on weekdays, and people outside are afraid that they will die of distress when they see it.

However, although the uncle is not an official in the court, he has brought a lot of invisible benefits to the family, which is why the Jiang family is willing to indulge him.

"Mrs. Jiang is so atmospheric, it's not good for me to sit and watch, I belong to the kind that doesn't know anything, so I will use this bracelet as a color head."

"Yo, Mrs. Liu is so generous today? Then I can't lag behind, although this golden step shake is cheesy, the craftsmanship is not bad, and it can be regarded as a color head. ”

"There are so many main lottery heads, my bag of golden peanuts should be used as a reward for the second or third place."

Mrs. Jiang smiled again: "In this way, doesn't the rest of the participants get nothing?" In this way, whoever participates in everything can move a pot of chrysanthemums from my courtyard today. ”

Everyone listened to a burst of inhalation: "Mrs. Jiang didn't laugh? ”

"Although I am a woman, I also know the truth that a horse is hard to chase after a word."

"Mrs. Jiang is really atmospheric."

It's really no wonder that everyone said this, the war has been in the past few decades, after recuperation, the literati and scholars have gradually become active, these people love chrysanthemums, plums, orchids, etc., and it is not uncommon for a pot of good quality to sell 100 gold, this autumn banquet held by Jiang Mansion today, the place is naturally not ordinary, so everyone is so amazed.

After everyone was amazed, they picked up the pen and paper, even the one who was not good at poetry was not lagging behind, and the whole courtyard suddenly quieted down, but the sound of the male guests could be faintly heard.

"Zhang Wu, the female guest has already started to write, it's too late for you to apologize now, and you will be embarrassed later."

"I won't be ashamed, and it's you who will apologize when the time comes." Zhang Yanwei snorted coldly and said.

Jiang Yunchi saw that his expression did not seem to be fake and scared, and he became even more curious, can a boudoir woman really write such an atmospheric calligraphy?

"You've been writing for a while, let's go take a look?" Mrs. Jiang invited the women to be humane.

"It's fine."

"I've long heard of the name of the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, see if she is a danqing or a poem today?"

"It is said that the Duan family's good Danqing."

"Little county lord, why didn't you write it?"

"Me? It's okay to let me ride a horse and shoot an arrow, this will spare me. The little county lord did not have a little inferiority, but smiled Yan Yan, even if her tone was arrogant, everyone looked at it and loved her, one is because of her identity, and the other is her unpretentious character.

"You come to see Sister Rong and Sister Jing, one of them is Danqing, and the other is poetry, I can't tell the difference."

Hearing the little county lord say this, everyone also gathered around with great interest, and sure enough, the two of them deserved to be famous talented women in Beijing, and there was no one who didn't nod when they saw it.

"Miss Zhang's ink chrysanthemum painting is brilliant, and even the branches and leaves can see the style of chrysanthemum."

Zhang Yanjing smiled shyly: "Everyone praises it, I prefer Sister Rong's words and poems, the three paths of the old garden spit out the secluded bushes, and the frost falls into the blue sky overnight, describing the chrysanthemum blooming posture extremely beautiful." ”

All the women also nodded: "Miss Jiang's poem is indeed wonderful, I can't tell who is high and who is low." ”

"Why don't we divide it, just take it to Mr. Green Bamboo to see."

"That's a very good thing."

"Hey, everyone, come and see, Miss Duan not only drew a bunch of chrysanthemums in this short period of time, but also inscribed a wonderful poem, today has passed, and Shuangshu in Beijing is only afraid that it will be changed to the three heroes of Beijing."

Hearing this exclamation, everyone gathered around curiously, wanting to see what this Yin Yin had done.