Concubine Yu was originally praised by Kangxi in her heart, but she didn't expect Kangxi to suddenly ask this, she panicked for a while, and she was speechless.

Huai Sleeve saw that he was stunned and stared, just now he was still in a relaxed manner, but at the moment he was sluggish, he wanted to laugh for a while, but he had to endure it for the sake of decency, and peeked at Su Malagu next to him who also pursed his lips and forced a smile.

was enduring a lot of hardship, but Xiaozhuang quietly turned around and asked, "I am familiar with this poem, whose is it?" Huai Sleeve lowered his body and whispered in Xiaozhuang's ear: "It is Liu Yuxi's "Peony Appreciation" in the Tang Dynasty"

Xiaozhuang glanced at Huai Sleeve with a smile and nodded slightly.

Kangxi saw that Concubine Yu couldn't answer, but she was so embarrassed that her face was flushed and she was in place, and Yuan didn't want to embarrass her, so he smiled and said: "Concubine Yu sit down, in front of my talented man who was promoted by the Manchu Dynasty, don't show off poetry." ”

Kangxi said, and continued to say to Rong Ruo: "Rong Ruo, even Concubine Yu just said the name of three or four kinds of flowers, let's mention this flower, but we don't need a specific flower name, just the word 'flower'." ”

After saying that, he smiled and said to Li Dequan next to him: "This needs more people to be interesting, Xuan Gu Zhenguan, Changning and others come and play together for a while." ”

When Kangxi's words fell, a eunuch sent Gu Zhenguan and Changning to Tinglan Water Pavilion and added seats to each other. Kangxi said: "Since I proposed it first, I will say a word first to make fun." After that, he blurted out: "I don't know if the water splashes first, I suspect that the snow has not disappeared this spring!" ”

When all the courtiers heard this, they praised one after another, and some of them took it over.

Huai sleeve felt that the humanistic crepe poems in front of him were very boring, only looking at the white peony is pure and lovely, as if in the noise with color to block their own noble distance from other peonies, and like a gentleman in the flower, standing arrogantly in the group of fragrant and vulgar flowers.

Seeing that Xiaozhuang and everyone's attention were attracted by a dry poem, Huai Sleeve took advantage of no one's attention, quietly turned around and left, walked to a potted white peony placed in the Tinglan Water Pavilion, squatted down and enjoyed it carefully.

"The country is full of wine, and the sky is fragrant and the night is dyed. Dan Jingchun was drunk, and Mingyue asked about the return date. Huai cuffs muttered in a low voice, compared to Liu Yuxi's magnificent rhetoric just now and the world's most famous "Peony Appreciation", she preferred this "Song of Peony", which was also made by Li Zhengfan in the Tang Dynasty.

The poem is also a Shengjing, the sky is burned by the red glow in the early morning, the party has begun, everyone raises their glasses to drink, unconsciously it is nightfall, the lights are shining, and the Chinese clothes on the body are immersed in the rich aroma of wine and flowers. In such a bright season, it is easy to make people sink their will, linger, and a wave of guests are intoxicated, and they are so drunk that they forget the time of returning home, the prosperous scene in the world, and even the bright moon in the sky can't help but inquire about the return date.

At this moment, the sound of staggered voices and the sound of poetry coming from the crowd were still filled with the low and heavy language that Rong Ruo occasionally came out of, and a light smile was hooked on his lips.

Such a companionship in the same time and space, and at this moment she silently misses him silently in her heart like the white peony in front of her, blooming with a different kind of beauty, and the sleeve suddenly likes such a silent emotion Flowing, in the dark, as if another period of time has been opened, and only the two of them are left in this time......

Just as she was indulging in the quiet space of the thought structure, she suddenly heard someone faintly calling her in her ears. Someone gently patted her shoulder, her sleeves were slightly stunned, and when she looked up, she saw Aunt Su Mala looking at her with a smile.

"Everyone told you to say a few times, I thought you were unwell, it turned out that you were fascinated by this flower, get up quickly." Su Malagu pulled her sleeve up from the ground as she spoke, and came in front of Xiaozhuang.

Huai Sleeve raised his eyes and looked around, and saw that everyone's eyes fell on her, and his face suddenly turned crimson with embarrassment, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Xiaozhuang smiled with Yan Wen: "Since the girl likes the white peony, if you connect this poem, I will reward you with the king of peonies." ”

Huai Sleeve didn't pay attention to the poems just now, so he didn't know what they were saying, so he looked at Su Malagu for a solution.

Su Mala Gu smiled: "Just now these scholars have said all the poems of the world about flowers and have not distinguished the winners and losers, the ancestors said that flowers were originally to describe women, but asked them to chant these men with eyebrows, although they can chant the poems, but they may not understand the meaning, but also the daughter of the mouth of the flower of the story to understand the deep meaning, we think of you, Huai'er, think of a song to overpower them." ”

Huai Sleeve listened to Aunt Su Mala's words, and saw that all the concubines and ministers and the emperor were here, for fear of making fun of people, he became more and more embarrassed, and said in a gentle voice: "The little woman is sparse and ugly, how dare she make a mistake in front of the emperor, the queen mother, the emperor and all the adults and concubines, don't be a slave." ”

After Huai Sleeve finished speaking, he bowed down, and wanted to retreat to Xiaozhuang Feng.

Everyone next to him was silent, Xiaozhuang was about to speak, and suddenly heard a gentle and deep male voice on the side say: "It doesn't matter if it's good or bad, just say it's just to add some fun, don't be afraid, if you think of something, or do it yourself, just say the sentence with 'flower'." ”

Huai Sleeve heard the next words, gentle implied broad tolerance, not forced but gave people infinite encouragement, so that people's hearts secretly warm, like a spring breeze.

Huai Sleeve slowly raised his eyes, and quietly looked at the man who spoke, the person who spoke was Emperor Kangxi, Huai Sleeve only felt that the voice was familiar, but he couldn't remember the reason for a while.

At this moment, Huai Sleeve didn't have time to think about anything else, and since the emperor had spoken, he had to say a few words to make up the number. Huai Sleeve thought about it quietly and remembered a song.

smiled and slowly said: "Jun Xie Hua is better than people, and people will go to flowers." A few flowers will fall, and the flowers will not be blown away. If you want to make flower makeup, from Lang Suo red powder. Lang has a cherished heart of flowers, don't bear the flowers and branches. ”

After reciting a song of Ding Sixteen Niang's "Flower Regrets", there was silence all around. Huai Sleeve thought that he had lost his ugliness, and his face was cloudy, and at this time, Xiaozhuang suddenly smiled and praised: "Okay, every sentence has the word 'flower', which is stronger than those you just now!" ”

Kangxi was also very happy when he heard it, but he couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart: Ding Shiliuniang's words are rarely heard, and this woman is indeed knowledgeable.

Thinking of this, Kangxi opened his mouth and said with a smile: "The ancestor is really good, and the people around him are all talented. ”

Xiaozhuang smiled and said happily: "What the emperor said just now, if it is said well, it will be rewarded, and now we will be rewarded first." ”