After Liu finished speaking to Li, he walked to Wanying's side with Jufeng, and said enchantingly: "The concubine has always had a toothache, so I always have this clove tea and drink it from time to time, also to prevent myself from having a toothache." Although the clove tea is not as expensive as Niangniang's pre-rain tea, it is fragrant in the mouth, with an endless aftertaste, and a unique flavor. ”

"That's right, thank you."

Wan Ying secretly glanced at Jufeng, and secretly smacked her tongue in her heart: "I don't know how this Liu's mother * she, wearing a bandeau so low, it is almost like the maid in the Spring Palace." ”

Yun Niang took the cushion handed by the maid, spread it on the stone bench, and sat down happily.

Seeing Wanying taking a seat, Meng Shi stood up and nodded, and said loudly: "Presumably, Niangniang often has fun like this in the house." There is no rule, the peony flowers in the water float to whom, just say the last sentence related to this spring day, regardless of the rhyme, regardless of the level, the ancients said that it does not matter. If you can't say it, or if you don't take advantage of the situation, you will be punished with a drink. ”

When Wan Ying heard this, this rule was indeed simple, and nodded happily.

Liu stood up and said, "Sister Meng, a few of us are just having fun with each other, since Niangniang is here, we have to be more elegant." The rules are still the same as before, but everyone has to make a poem about spring, since we have established a poetry club, we can't laugh and be generous, sister said right? ”

Li pouted when he heard this, and said to Lai: "I am most afraid of composing poetry, in the past, at home, the flat rhythm taught by my husband has long been thrown out of the clouds, and now it is really more difficult for me to compose poetry than to ascend to the sky." ”

Seeing that Li was a little timid, Meng Shi on the side comforted her and said: "Writing poetry is also simple, the topic of Wing Chun throughout the ages is the most endless, we don't have to come up with new ideas, you just need to look at this spring scene, connect what you think, think, like and worry about into four sentences, and then pay a little attention to the words, this has become a ready-made quatrain." ”

Wanying listened to Meng Shi's explanation to Li in simple terms, and couldn't help but admire, she was really talented. Presumably, the family style is also good.

After Meng's enlightenment, Li also calmed down and said: "Sister Meng's saying this is not so difficult, if Sister Meng could go to our house to teach me these truths earlier, maybe I don't know if I ordered the female champion now?" ”

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and Liu said: "Sister Meng's uncle and grandfather are the descendants of the Yasheng Gong, the doctor of the Hanlin Academy, and the first-class duke, such a young lady will go to your mansion to be a teacher?" ”

"Sister Liu, my great-grandfather is the elder brother of the Empress Dowager Li, my cousin and grandmother are the concubines of the first emperor and the concubines of today, my father is a first-class martyr, and my mother is a first-class lady. With such a family background of mine, will I insult Sister Meng's lintel? Li pouted and said childishly.

Wanying looked at this childish Li and replied to Liu in a serious manner. Seeing that she is not much older than Wanting, she has some closeness in her heart, and it would be better if she could stick to herself like Wanting.

Liu used his twin peaks to hold Li's petite shoulders, smiled and apologized: "I'm sorry, my Miss Li, it's my sister who is out of your family background." My sister also wants Sister Meng to go to your house to call you poetry and songs, but it's a pity that you are in the capital and Sister Meng is in Shandong, what can I do? ”

Li still pouted and didn't appreciate it, his little face was exquisite, and he said: "Sister Liu has been asking questions all day long, I still don't know the door of Sister Liu's family?" ”

Meng Shi smiled and stopped the two of them from laughing and said, "Have fun in spring, without further ado." ”

Wanying was the first one, and I saw the pink peony swimming over flutteringly, and I was anxious: I was patronizing and listening to the excitement, how did I forget that I was the first to bear the brunt?

Just now, I was just looking at Li's cuteness, but I didn't expect the peony flowers in the water to float over in the blink of an eye. The more I thought about it, the more anxious I became, and my mind went blank.

Wanying's eyes stared straight at the flower, and she was so anxious that she couldn't show anything on her face. If you can't do it, wouldn't you really be laughing and generous? Thinking of this, he settled down, and reached out to pick up the peony in the water. looked around and held it in his palm, paused, smiled faintly, and sang: "

The warm wind urges, the peach blossoms are drunk, and the jade face is scattered and sleepy. Thousands of feet of frost and snow faded. Spring scenery is everywhere.

The group is fragrant, the green is verdant, and the fish are tired if the stream is murmuring. The face of the pink delicacy is like a flower. The meandering water flows with the same feed. ”

After the lyrics were finished, everyone praised them again and again. Wan Ying gently reset the peony in the water. I finally let out a long breath in my heart. The artistic conception is not too good, but it is unsatisfactory, it is so urgent, it is a blessing not to be ugly, and I don't care about any lyrics and songs, I just blurt it out casually.

The flowers floated to Meng Shi with the current, and I saw her take out the flowers from the water calmly, and said: "Niangniang's spring music is full of affection and scenery, sound and color, flowers and fish, and the concubine is very happy to hear it." The concubine also made a song indiscriminately, and I hope not to pollute the mother's clear hearing. ”

Three or two wild duck creek plays,

Flocks of spring swallows cry on the beams.

Green and thin is only for red fat,

Scattered into soil spring mud. ”

After singing, place the flowers in the water. Although it was only a simple four-line poem, Wanying heard the mystery in the poem: she tactfully told herself that she would not compete with herself for favor. On the contrary, be willing to be an obscure green leaf to accompany Wanying's peony. Especially the last sentence of 'scattered into soil spring mud', it couldn't be more obvious, spring mud raises flowers and protects flowers, he would rather die to make a handful of spring mud, just to add color to the red fertilizer. About her not trying to do anything, just to be able to protect herself.

At this time, Meng Shi and Wanying met their eyes. Her mind was clear to Wanying.

The murmuring water carried the peony flowers, floating in front of He's presence. He Shi fished the flower out of the water sideways, looked gloomy, put it on the tip of his nose, smelled the fragrance of the flower, and sang leisurely: "

Luo window slightly open the yarn low,

Xiaofeng was powerless to roll up her skirt.

The swallows on the beam are lazy in spring,

In a trance, I had to cry in pairs.

Rugged paths lead to good places,

There is no degree of mottled bruises.

Cuizhu wiped the tears of Concubine Xiang,

Delicate green leaves stretch the way forward.

Hibiscus in the pond didn't know,

Sleepy eyes and head down.

Surrounded by incense mist ponds,

Crystal clear bead Libi plate.

The red fish swayed and multifaceted,

Duckweed drifts away and has no attachment.

Leaning over the water to himself,

but I saw duckweed dyeing skirts. ”

After singing a song, even Wanying was sad. He put the peony in his hand into the water and sat down with his head bowed. Wan Ying looked at her carefully, and there was nothing else on her face except a lonely look. Her appearance is not outstanding among several people, but she is still the gentle appearance of IKEA. The petite body looks weak and untouchable. The eyebrows are slightly frowned, as if they contain countless sorrows.

Wanying sadly thought to He's family: She and Prince Rong's newlywed Yan'er is naturally your Nong Wanyingnong, and her affection is lingering. didn't expect that in addition to the two, there was such a sad and lonely person. Wanying and Prince Rong have a warm tent, and they always feel that the spring supper is short. And she is lonely and deep, her soft intestines are sorrowful, and she counts until dawn, naturally she is not lovesick.

Li picked up the peony in the water, hung his head for a long time, and finally said with a red face: "

The headwind paper kite is exquisite,

The restaurant plays with the flag.

……

Playing with the same wind...... Playing with the same wind......"

Li stood awkwardly, not knowing how to think about it over and over again in his mind. Everyone looked at her thoughtfully, waiting for her to say the next sentence. A gust of wind blew, mixed with a little dust.

Wanying couldn't help but pick up a fan to cover it, it was windy and sandy in the spring in the capital, but where there was wind, there must be sand.

"Yes, I have." Li said happily.

"What's wrong with you?" Liu asked evilly.

"Of course there is a poem, my next sentence is ......" Li Shi danced excitedly with a peony hand, and said with a smile:

"The yellow sand is gone,

The amorous heavy stamen is low in the pressure branches. ”

The scenery is reasonable, especially the desperate yellow sand and the amorous heavy stamen set off each other, which makes the artistic conception infinite and ingenious.

In the end, only Liu was left, she pinched the peony in the water, put down the fan in her hand, got up slowly, and walked to the begonia tree on the edge of the pavilion to stand. Folded a begonia and put it into the water, and then whispered: "

Peach blossoms are delicate and pear blossoms are white,

Peony slightly drunk peony prescribed.

Begonia can't bear to fall asleep in spring,

The red candle wanders alone in the night.

Who said that only peonies are the most beautiful in spring, I think begonias are better, if it is the king of flowers, and it is not the turn of peonies? After speaking, he threw Fang Cai's peony on the table.

Wan Ying raised her eyes slightly, Meng's originally suitable smile seemed somewhat stiff, and He drank the tea in his hand. I don't lift my eyes.

"My sister cherishes begonias, but if peonies are not the king of flowers, then there are peonies, chrysanthemums, hibiscus, which are often praised by literati and scholars, and it is not the turn of begonias." said that it was the young and unscrupulous Li family.

Liu wanted to argue with him, but he still didn't speak.

How could Liu's mind not know that she used flowers as a metaphor for people, and it was he who was talking about himself.

Seeing that the two disagreed, Meng said to Li: "Mr. Dongpo once had a song "Begonia" 'The east wind curls up and is full of sublime, and the fragrant mist is empty and the moon is in the corridor, but he is afraid that the flowers will fall asleep in the middle of the night, so he burns high candles to shine red makeup. 'Is Mr. Dongpo an elegant man?' ”

"Mr. Dongpo is certainly elegant, it turns out that Ziyun is shallow and ignorant, Sister Tangtu." Li said apologetically with a coquettish face.

Liu didn't seem to appreciate or care, but said meaningfully: "It's nothing more than each flower into its own eyes, and it's very boring to fight around, does the mother say yes?" ”

Wanying originally didn't care about their quarrel, and only cared about tasting clove tea. When Liu said this, Wanying understood that her intention today was to deliberately make a show for herself, and the few people present only had a peony on her hair bun, not to mention that the peony was the king of flowers, wasn't it just like herself, the mother of the main room? She said that the peony is not worthy of the king of flowers, and the implication is that Wanying is not worthy of being the mother of the main room?

Thinking of this, Wanying felt that the tea in her mouth was bitter, if she was worried about her, she was just talking about flowers, and she didn't pull anything else, but she seemed to have a small belly; But if you don't care about it, this time, you must have endless troubles in the future.

"Concubine Liu said very much, but it's just that each flower is in its own eyes, if you like it, it's rare, if you don't like it, it's like a bad clothes, everything is just in your personal mind." Wanying called Liu's identity directly, which made it clear that she was very different from her sister-in-law.

She said flowers, and so did Wanying. She uses flowers as a metaphor for people, and Wanying also pushes the boat along the water.

Sure enough, Liu stopped talking and lowered his head to drink tea.

After another round of play, the sky gradually became gloomy, and the wind gradually became much more and more wild, thinking that it was going to rain. Although everyone was not very happy, their faces also seemed to be full of fun, and after saying goodbye to each other, they dispersed.