Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Peach Blossom Poetry Club
A few people made a fuss, and they were a little tired, so they found a pavilion and sat down.
"This is Kaifeng Yin's daughter-in-law Shangguan Haitang, this is Dr. Zhengfeng's daughter-in-law Si Yunmeng, and this is Qiu Miaoyao, the daughter-in-law of the Zhongshu Sheren."
Yu Qiuhan introduced Wen Shijiao.
Looking at the expressions of Duan Chuling and Xu Chunqing, I think that several people know each other.
Wen Shijiao smiled at the three of them.
That Shangguan Haitang was a hearty woman, with a bit of heroism between her eyebrows, and she looked at Wen Shijiao with a smile: "When the third girl Wen first arrived in the Eastern Capital, she shocked us all. ”
Wen Shijiao raised her eyebrows and smiled: "It's all helpless." ”
Several people looked at each other and smiled, and they could understand the meaning of Wen Shijiao's words.
"I don't know the third girl Wen's age? Can you get acquainted? Yu Qiuhan looked at Wen Shijiao.
didn't expect them to take the initiative to make friends with themselves, Wen Shijiao was still a little surprised.
However, she didn't show it on her face, and said with a smile to Yu Qiuhan: "It's fourteen." ”
Yu Qiuhan asked again: "I'm also fourteen, I don't know how many months you are?" ”
"Winter Moon."
"Coincidentally, I'm also Dongyue, what day are you?" Yu Qiuhan was a little excited.
Wen Shijiao was also a little excited: "Twenty-four." ”
"Ahh
Yu Qiuhan shouted, "I'm also twenty-four." ”
Seeing her eyes shining at Wen Shijiao.
Wen Shijiao was also very surprised, but she didn't expect that the two were born on the same day, the same month, and the same year.
After thinking about it, she looked at Yu Qiuhan and asked, "When were you?" ”
"Around the third quarter of the first month."
Wen Shijiao smiled: "I'm the third moment." ”
Yu Qiuhan took her hand: "In this way, I am still older than you." ”
In this way, the two have an inexplicable feeling, and they are closer to each other.
"You two can bow down."
That Qiu Miaoyao quipped.
"What kind of swearing? Who is going to worship? When Lu Xingzhi heard a little wind, he came up with a daze.
Wen Shijiao helplessly held her forehead and didn't want to talk to him at all.
Qiu Miaoyao saw him come up and ask, so she smiled and said: "Sister Qiuhan and Miss Wen San were born on the same day, the same month, the same year, it is a very beautiful thing, and I said that you can worship." ”
Yu Song also approached, and smiled when he saw him: "This is also a coincidence, but it is not advisable to bow down." ”
Yu Qiuhan looked at him curiously: "Why is it not advisable?" ”
Wen Shijiao also looked at Yu Song.
For some reason, the boy was a little nervous in the face of the girl's curious gaze.
"I... Maybe you have a better fate? ”
Yu Song came to say this.
Wen Shijiao was confused for a while.
That Yu Qiuhan instantly understood what his brother meant, and looked at Wen Shijiao's eyes with a little meaning.
Lu Xingzhi, who was on the side, seemed to feel that he had been neglected, put his hand into a fist to his mouth, and pretended to cough.
and all the people looked at him.
Duan Chuling glanced at Wen Shijiao, then turned to look at Lu Xingzhi, and asked, "What is the matter with Master Lu?" ”
Seeing that someone was ignoring himself, Lu Xingzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere was not too embarrassing.
"I think there are peach blossoms here, why don't you have a poetry party?"
Si Yunmeng was the first to agree.
Wen Shijiao glanced at her several times.
When Xu Chunqing saw her like this, he approached her slightly and whispered: "This girl from the Si family is a poet idiot, and in the past the poetry meeting in the Eastern Capital, there must have been her figure." ”
Wen Shijiao suddenly understood and bowed her head towards Xu Chunqing.
"I don't know, what does Miss Wen think?"
Lu Xingzhi's eyes looked at Wen Shijiao with burning eyes.
Duan Chuling almost laughed out loud, and after a long time, this Lu Xingzhi was still for Wen Shijiao.
The brothers and sisters of the Yu family glanced at each other, exchanged glances with a clear heart, and turned their eyes away without moving.
Yu Qiuhan looked at Wen Shijiao, and said softly: "You just come to play, in short, it's not a big deal." ”
Wen Shijiao smiled at her: "In this way, I'll just have fun." ”
Seeing that Wen Shijiao ignored herself, Lu Xingzhi was a little depressed, but he immediately recovered his spirits and said the rules of the poetry club with a smile.
"With the peach as the order, everyone must say the poems and songs with the peach, and the last person wins."
Seeing him look at Wen Shijiao again: "Why don't you start the third girl?" Luckily? ”
Wen Shijiao gritted her teeth and smiled politely at him, "A glass of wine in the peach and plum spring breeze, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes." ”
"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom." Si Yunmeng quickly picked it up.
Xu Chunqing thought for a while and said, "The Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun to send me love." ”
"The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom." Duan Chuling continued.
"Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one."
"Yu Tao stole pity Fang Shuo, and the golden house was repaired to store Gillian."
"I expect that the peach and plum in the hometown should also complain about the moon and the wind."
"The skirt and socks are peach blossoms, and the thin shirt is lightly fanned by the apricot blossom building."
“......”
In the end, it was Yu Song who won.
Wen Shijiao marveled at his talent and looked at him several times.
But it was remembered by someone with a heart.
Lu Xing's heart was unwilling, and he suddenly remembered something, and smiled at Wen Shijiao: "I remember, Miss Wen San is a sweetheart, right?" ”
Yu Song's face turned slightly pale.
Wen Shijiao couldn't figure out what Lu Xingzhi was doing, so she replied truthfully: "Yes." ”
Yu Qiuhan glanced at his brother worriedly, and then turned his head to look at Wen Shijiao: "That person is in the Eastern Capital?" ”
"Not really." Wen Shijiao was a little dazed, why were they all asking themselves about this?
Yu Song tugged at the corners of his mouth: "The person who can make Miss Wen happy, must be talented?" ”
Wen Shijiao only thought he was a friend he was not very familiar with, and smiled at him: "Regardless of whether the talent is overflowing or not, the so-called lover's eyes are the best in my heart." ”
Yu Song and Lu Xing both have a sense of crisis.
Duan Chuling only knew Lu Xingzhi's thoughts, but he didn't know about this Yu Song, and he didn't know what they were doing, so he pulled Wen Shijiao to talk about something else.
"What is Youzhou like? Is there a fun realm? If he has free time, will you take us to see it? ”
"yes, yes, I want to go too." Xu Chunqing also said.
Wen Shijiao couldn't cry or laugh, the eastern capital went to Youzhou, but it was very far away, how could he go if he said he would.
Xu Chunqing suddenly thought of something, and then her eyes lit up, she looked at Wen Shijiao and pouted: "A while ago, I said that I went to see Cancan and eat deliciously, but I forgot about it." ”
Duan Chuling also followed her words: "Yes, I forgot too." ”
"But if you don't come by yourselves, I don't say that you won't be allowed to come." Wen Shijiao smiled and rubbed Xu Chunqing's bud.
Lu Xingzhi was on the side, watching them talk, and when he heard them say this, he asked, "What is this brilliance?" ”
Wen Shijiao didn't want to pay attention to him, and Duan Chuling didn't speak.
It was Xu Chunqing, the little girl said crisply: "It's a cat of Sister Wensan, very well-behaved, Sister Duan and I have always wanted to go and see it." ”
"Can you take me with you?"
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Yu Qiuhan smiled a little embarrassedly: "I want to go and see it too." ”
Wen Shijiao smiled gently at her: "It's okay, you just have to come." ”
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A few people talked and laughed, and time passed quickly.
It was getting late, and everyone went down the mountain, got into the carriage, said goodbye to each other, and the carriage drove towards their own house.
Flowers fall on the mountain in vain, the wind blows, and the flowers float lightly.