Divorce (9)

The tray was passed to Zuo Jin, Zuo Jin smiled, picked up the wine glass,

"Everyone said it very well, I'm afraid I can only throw bricks and lead the jade to the subtle articles that come out."

Gong Changjue looked at Zuo Jin, his face was a little moved, in his previous life, Zuo Jin robbed her from prison, but because of this, he put himself in prison, she turned back on the horse and saw him fighting desperately, but she didn't know how he ended in his previous life.

This brother is really worthy of her respect.

Zuo Jin said a poem, and everyone applauded, but the applause was far less enthusiastic than when Zuo Miaoqing and Shen Xingpei wrote poems.

Goodbye Zuo Jin, Gong Changjue only felt like a dream, his ears were buzzing, and he didn't hear what others said. I only see a flowing picture.

Gong Changjue raised his lips slightly and smiled, it's good, he is still fine in front of him, there is no danger of life and death, and there is no despair when he stabbed the horse to urge her to leave.

The tray was passed to the palace chief with the flowing water, and the palace chief pointed to the tray and picked up a glass of wine.

Her eyes were solemn, and her eyes were as if she had been in a previous life.

"Yo, who should I be, the original Miss Gong, who has no talent and no virtue, looks like no salt, does not abide by women's training, and does not know poetry and books? Why, you want to participate in the party of this boudoir girl without a match, should you forget that you have dedicated yourself to your little girl? It's not a boudoir girl anymore. ”

In his previous life, the palace chief clenched his fists,

"That's all rumors."

"Rumors? I don't believe it's a rumor, even if we let you participate, would you be right about those poems? ”

"Who doesn't know the reputation of your palace lady who has no talent and no virtue?"

"Why don't you borrow a mirror and take a good look at what you look like now?"

"So far, what do you have to deny?"

The palace chief in his previous life had slightly red eyes,

"The three of them become tigers, and the gossip is not credible, why should I admit what I haven't done?"

"Zhu Yu said it, you hooked up with Meng Gongzi when you had a marriage contract in the past, Meng Gongzi couldn't bear it this time, and for the sake of the face of the palace family, he reluctantly agreed to turn the big thing into a small thing, and the small thing into a small thing. Don't you still recognize it? Go away, don't wait for us to chase you, you have dirty the land in front of you. ”

She walked out of the high pavilion, and on the way she was recognized,

"Isn't this the eldest lady of the palace family who has no matchmaker?"

"Yo, everyone, come and see, the protagonist of the story is here."

"Is it the eldest lady Gong who has an affair with the little girl?"

"Nonsense, it's clear that it's Zhang Sheng who has an affair with her."

"It's really shameless, how old are you to know how to steal a man, it's really dirty to the lintel of the palace family."

"Chang'an can still tolerate such a shameless woman, according to me, she should be immersed in a pig cage."

"Come here, don't get so close to her, she's dirty, you have to remember not to learn from her as a cheap seed."

The crowd surrounded her, and she hurriedly covered her face with her sleeves and fled amid the insults and shouts of the crowd.

There was a faint sound of storytelling in the small teahouse on the street,

"Oh, it's so fragrant, the tender white skin is like snow, and it is being exposed to Zhang Sheng, the eldest lady of the palace family is half exposed, her clothes are hanging on her wrists, she dances barefoot, and wraps her clothes around Zhang Sheng......"

The palace chief tightened his clothes, wept step by step, walking alone on the snowy Chang'an Street, as a woman, the most important thing is her reputation, her reputation is ruined, in this life, she is destined to live in despair and pain.

Zuo Yaoqing covered her head with an umbrella,

"Sister, the snow is so big, why are you dressed so thinly?"

Gong Changjue grabbed Zuo Miaoqing's hand,

"Am I ruined, am I ruined, my life is ruined, right?"

Zuo Miaoqing said, "No." But tears fell like rain.

Gong Changjue faced the goose feather snow and knelt down on the street,

"Everyone knows that I have no talent and no virtue, that I have no matchmaking, that I am adulterous and rebellious, that I am completely filthy from the inside out. Things about me have become an unsightly story in the market, everyone says that my palace family and daughter are corrupt, they reject me if they know me, they spit evil words at me if they don't know me, I especially cross the street rat and everyone shouts and beats, no one is willing to say a word to me anymore, no one wants to look at me more, I still have a marriage contract when someone comes to the door to propose, and now I have no marriage contract, but everyone avoids me like a snake and scorpion, not to mention others, even those who have been willing to marry me are the same, in this world, I am destined to go alone and alone, Burdened with all the infamy and filth, unbearable and slanderous, you don't have to lie to me, I know that my life is ruined. ”

Zuo Yaoqing was half-kneeling in the snow, her eyes were full of tears,

"Sister, let's go back."

On Chang'an Street, the snow fell overnight, and the face was old.

She knelt in the snow, soaked in frost and snow, and wished to die in that snow.

The past was like smoke, the palace chief's eyes were slightly red, and she clenched the wine glass in her hand.

The daughter of the palace family, no longer have no talent and no virtue, have a bad reputation, and be spurned by everyone.

Everyone was a little surprised when they saw the palace chief pick up the wine glass, they had never seen this palace lady before, but they didn't know how she had learned.

Gong Changjue looked at the liquid of the sun in the wine glass, and said slowly,

"Sycamore nest finches, citrus thorns perched on mandarin birds."

When everyone heard this, the field was suddenly silent and very quiet.

Mandarin Luan is the same kind of phoenix in the legend, not more than the sycamore, not to practice food and not to eat, not to drink the spring, but in this poem of the palace chief jue, the mandarin luan is placed on the evil tree, so that the finch perches on the sycamore, it is really putting the cart before the horse.

In such a poem, in the end, the bull's head is not the horse's mouth, and what is the meaning of Miss Gongjia's poem in the poem?

Everyone thought about it carefully, and Fang was shocked to realize that the bell chrysanthemum in front of them was not exactly the cart before the horse?

Is this chrysanthemum that blooms in spring still a chrysanthemum?

The reason why the chrysanthemum is rumored to be the four gentlemen, will be sought after by everyone, and will be written by literati and ink writers for thousands of years and immortal, is because it has been proud of the spirit of the branches through frost and snow, because it has a more flowerless demeanor, and now there is no particularity of this season, even if this chrysanthemum is beautiful, it is not a real chrysanthemum, because it lacks that arrogance.

Isn't this the equivalent of putting the mandarin luan on the evil tree?

If all chrysanthemums are open in spring, everyone is in peace and worry, and no one goes through the wind and snow, the frost and dust are cold, and the situation in this world is only afraid that it will be easy and evil, and there is no resolute autumn chrysanthemum to be proud of the world.

Such an insight is truly subtle and profound.

I don't know who broke out first, everyone hurriedly reacted, and the admiration continued, and there were also those who applauded.

Shen Xingshu smiled,

"I didn't expect my sister to have such an insight, when I found this bell white chrysanthemum, my father told me such a truth, saying that my chrysanthemum in the spring is not a good thing, but I still opened this banquet, my father said, if there is a broken person at this banquet, he will definitely want to meet, I thought that no one would notice this deep hidden thing, but I didn't expect my sister to say it, it was really amazing."

When everyone heard this, their admiration for the palace chief was even deeper, didn't Shen Xingshu say that Miss Gong's views were worthy of being prime ministers?

Even the prime minister said that he wanted to see this person who could break the situation, thinking that although the young lady of the palace family was not famous and rarely appeared in front of people, she had real materials.

There are poetic talents such as Shen Xingpei, and there are naturally people who are young and left, but to say such a truth, it is not easy to say a word in a series of admiration of Bai Ju in spring.

The people who recorded on the side were busy writing down the poems of the palace chief.

A boy said in a loud voice,

"I think Miss Gong's poem is definitely going to make Chang'an set off a storm, if this poem is not only this sentence, but a whole poem, I am afraid that Luoyang paper is expensive, and everyone is sought after."

"It is said that although this poem is simple and unpretentious, and the words are not as exquisite as Shen Gongzi and Sister Zuo, it is really beautifully conceived and has a very deep meaning, which is really a good poem. It's just that if you can write a few more sentences to make up a five-word poem, and then polish one or two with Sister Zuo, it will definitely be more brilliant. ”

Zuo Yaoqing smiled,

"I don't know when my cousin learned this poem, how dare I guide her, this time I admit defeat, the daughter of this gate is really not easy to mess with, even writing poetry is so powerful, cousin Fang Cai said that I underestimated her, I still don't believe it, it turns out that I really underestimated her."

The crowd laughed.

Gong Changjue looked at the person who recorded it, and wrote down the verses she had just said one by one, his eyes burning.

The poems of this banquet will soon be circulated to the community, and in this life, the palace family and daughter are not wastes without talent and virtue.

Not far from the high pavilion, Chu Ranxuan looked at the small cyan figure, and the map of the rivers and mountains in his hand had been wrinkled by him.

"Chu Shizi, the method of raising war with war, according to the old man, it is indeed feasible, why don't you and I talk about one or two of them?"

Chu Ranxuan slowly turned around, looked at Prime Minister Shen, and said lightly,

"Lord Shen is right."

The meandering water flows.

A man in blue said,

"I heard that the scenery of the long pavilion on the prime minister's house is very moving, the long pavilion stands in the middle of the lake, the lake is surrounded, the bamboo trees are encircled, and the green water is rippling under the corridor.

Miss Tingwei said,

"This proposal is good, I passed by the long pavilion on the way here, and the scenery there is really good."

Shen Xingshu smiled,

"That being the case, if you are willing to talk to the pavilion, follow me to the pavilion, and if you want to continue to stay here, you can also make your distinguished guests feel at home."

Gong Changjue stood up and walked to the long pavilion with the people who went to the long pavilion.

Passing by the lake cave, Gong Changjue untied the bag around her waist and threw it into the lake, and the bag fell down with her letting go, and disappeared in an instant.

Out of the lake cave, the scenery in front of you is open, the corridor and pavilion are built on the lake, and there are a lot of bamboos and beautiful trees planted next to it, which is really the lake and the mountains. The water flows under the corridor, and people walk on the corridor, which has a unique taste.

Everyone was talking and laughing, but the voices were not loud, and suddenly a very abrupt voice came out, and everyone stopped talking.

After listening carefully, but hearing no more, the crowd raised their feet and continued walking, still talking and laughing.

Passing through the corridor, the eyes are not far away in the lake pavilion full of messy clothes, jewelry and jade pendants scattered all over the place, two intertwined figures fell into the eyes, in the red pavilion, a blushing heartbeat gasp and the sound of flesh and skin touching.