The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, the cinnamon fragrance is pleasant to float in ten directions, the trees are full of gold beads and white moonlight, at this time, this scene and this flower are all good, but can only be appreciated in the autumn, without the colorful butterflies in the warm spring day as a foil, only a tree with green leaves and yellow flowers, looking at it, this scene will inevitably seem a little monotonous.

But it doesn't matter, when you move to the garden to enjoy, there is naturally another scene to fill this monotony, the people under the tree to enjoy the flowers, also like butterflies dressed in green clothes, shaking their figures shuttle, stepping on the fragrance and leaving fragrance, chuckling and whispering, both can be heard and heard, but it is more lively than when all things are revived.

Only Yu Zhao was reluctant to blend into the excitement, and he didn't have to accompany them, so he let them go in a group of three, a group of five, each with a pen, and there were laughing poems to throw the flower order, the ink fragrance had already overshadowed the cinnamon fragrance, and they couldn't resist their full talent, and they could still use the world's beautiful words to put the golden flowers on the white paper.

Yu Zhao just took advantage of this purity, and after declining the many invitations of others, he sat alone under the laurel tree, holding a string of gorgeous flower branches and carefully selecting, picking out the best ones, and putting them in the glazed Weng, ready to take them back to make sweet osmanthus nectar.

Before she knew it, the flowers had fallen all over her head, and the fragrance had dyed her whole body. The lively poetry bureau here has just ended, and it is expected that Concubine Ling won the championship, she was congratulated by everyone all the way over, Yu Zhao heard the voice, brushed off the flowers on her body, and also looked up at her, nodding symbolically and congratulating: "Congratulations." ”

"Concubine Xie Yi's sister is on the scene'" Concubine Ling leaned over slightly to signal in return, and then walked to her right seat and sat down with her stomach straight, looking at a jar of golden osmanthus flowers in front of her table, covering her face with a fan, and chuckled:

"Sister Yifei is really different, the rest of our sisters went to this cinnamon banquet, and they only knew how to write a few lines of poetry on the paper and take them back to commemorate, looking back, the white paper and black ink, but I couldn't smell the fragrance of flowers. My sister grasped the most important key and went back with a jar of flowers, which made sense. ”

"It's not as elegant as you," Yu Zhao lowered his head, skimmed off the falling flowers on his head, looked up again, the palace people had already presented the pen and ink of each palace in front of him, Yu Zhao was quite proficient in poetry, and he could see at a glance which one was the winning work, pointed to it, looked at Concubine Ling, and praised:

"The ink fragrance is immortal, can be inherited for thousands of years, this kind of masterpiece is the most so that future generations can perceive the good scenery of the cinnamon fragrance garden at this moment, the palace left this flower, just to relieve the appetite, I really dare not be side by side with elegance."

Hearing this, Zhang Shurong hurriedly smiled and flattered: "Sister Yi, where is this, you must know that this is just a family banquet between our sisters, there is really no need to talk about elegance and vulgarity, whether it is from the poetry or the mouth and nose, you can only taste this cinnamon fragrance, and today's banquet is good." ”

The words attracted everyone to echo and say yes, and everyone rushed to offer the prepared colorful heads to Concubine Ling, and then find some good ones to praise each other with those poems.

Then, the palace people will serve all kinds of dishes and wine, everyone will be seated, pour wine and raise a glass, you respect me, laughter and laughter are a happy and harmonious banquet.

Concubine Ling is pregnant and can't drink, and Yu Zhao has never recognized herself as a master of drinking, the two of them are in the upper position, and they both refrain from planning to participate in this happy situation, and sit silently to watch the lively scene where the people over there start to drink the order.

After being stunned for a while, Yu Zhao came back to her senses, what was the purpose of this trip, she hadn't forgotten, it was to do something to let the people in the palace see her and Concubine Ling's overtures, and block the gossip of the concubines, so she was about to turn her head and talk to Concubine Ling, but she saw her holding a peeled crab first.

"Now this crab paste is fat and yellow, it was specially offered by the elder brother of the palace, can Sister Yi still eat it if you taste it?"

This bite of fresh and delicious is delicious, but it is the most cumbersome to remove the crab and take the yellow, and Concubine Ling personally peeled it carefully and served it, which is not very generous, if Yu Zhao does not accept it, it is really too much to go.

However, the imperial doctor once instructed that Yu Zhao's body is cold and should not eat too many cold things, especially cold meat such as crab and rabbit meat. Although he was scrupled, Yu Zhao felt that it was not good to live up to her in front of everyone, so he only took a small bite and put down the chopsticks, nodded and said, "It tastes very good." ”

"If my sister likes it, this palace can send more to Chaohui Palace, and you can also let Your Majesty taste this autumn freshness." After Concubine Ling finished speaking, she sat back at the table, took the crab peeled by the maid next to her, and carried it into her mouth with a silver spoon.

Not only can she show her generosity and kindness to be a kind person, Yu Zhao is here to show her value in public at this time, at this time I feel that this lively occasion is suitable for performance, and hurriedly ordered someone to send gifts, and said in a soft tone: "Pregnancy is hard, the autumn has been cool recently, Concubine Ling must take care of her body." ”

As soon as this move came out, they successfully stopped everyone's noisy conversation for a moment, and then felt that it was really inappropriate to suddenly be silent, so they only glanced at it, and hurriedly resumed talking and laughing as if nothing had happened.

A glance is enough, what are they doing speculation, Yu Zhao feels that it doesn't matter, anyway, they are all people who love to behave, just make a show for them to see, Concubine Ling held the salute, as if she was flattered, and hurriedly got up to salute:

"Thank you sister for your care."

Yu Zhao hurriedly stretched out his hand to signal and stopped her, shook his head and said that there was no need to be polite, the task was completed, he was relieved and picked up the chopsticks to prepare for dinner, and saw a person hurriedly approaching in the distance.

"I'm sorry sisters, I'm late." In this slightly cool autumn day, Liu Zhaorong's footsteps were in a hurry, and the sweat came out. "Fortunately, I caught up with the banquet, drank a few pots of osmanthus stuff, and even if I didn't live up to this banquet today."

Walking to the front of the table, Liu Wanrou first saluted Yu Zhao, and hurriedly went to sit in the crowd next to her, and began to blend into the atmosphere, Zhang Shurong suddenly stood up, raised a glass to Liu Wanrou, and loudly proposed to everyone: "Sisters, everyone comes to evaluate the reasoning, Sister Zhaorong is late for unpunctuality, and thinks that we are easy to bully, and she wants to send us away if she can't help it, which is not good." She didn't make any effort in today's poetry bureau, and she can't escape this wine bureau again, but don't let people invite, my sister knows each other herself, so it's fine. ”

Bored Nai found all kinds of reasons to get together, isn't it just to have a good time, everyone heard that they were going to punish people, they nodded in agreement, and gradually began to coax, urging Liu Zhaorong to raise a glass in a few words, but saw her waving her hand again and again and refuted:

"Sisters, please spare me, it turned out that my aunt had a strange illness again, my father asked someone to find a sea recipe for her last time, and it was easy to have some effect, but the medicinal materials are rare, and today I can be regarded as having all the supplies sent, I went to test it, and it was too late."

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