The weather is really good today, especially suitable for drinking tea and basking in the sun in the garden.

In addition to the piano and melon and fruit snacks, Li Qing also asked people to place two sets of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Chang Le sat behind one of the tables with pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

In the warm pavilion, the warmth is beaming, and the dark fragrance is lingering.

Li Qing didn't really want to please Concubine Sheng before he thought of playing the piano.

She has been playing the piano since she was a child, and she knows a lot of instruments, and after that dream last night, she was a little homesick.

She plucked the strings and tried the sound.

This is Liu Chengya's piano, not hers, just an extremely ordinary piano, which is definitely not a good word, but this does not prevent Li Qing from playing pleasant music with this ordinary piano.

Li Qing instructed Liu Wu: "Go and invite the housekeeper and all the stewards over, and then go and call all the servants of the Flying Frost Pavilion." ”

The housekeeper and the stewards arrived first, at this time, Li Qing had already begun to play, and the housekeepers and the stewards did not dare to disturb her, so they could only stand at the door of the warm pavilion and wait.

There are a lot of servants in the Flying Frost Pavilion, in addition to the guards and those who followed Hua Xiao to the Yushitai, there are more than thirty servants who are the maidens, the scholars, the scholars, and the little servants, and these people are also waiting outside the door after they arrive.

The door of the Warm Pavilion was open, and the warmth spread from the inside to the outside, but the people at the door did not feel warm—many of them had already been instructed by the concubine to count the objects of the Flying Frost Pavilion for Li Qing to make stumbling blocks.

At this time, each of them was guessing in their hearts: the princess called them all over at this time, what she wanted to say, and what she wanted to do.

"Miss, they're all here." Liu Wu whispered to Li Qing.

Li Qingqin's fingers did not stop for a moment: "Go and ask them, who writes fast, and let them elect someone to come out." ”

Liu Wu went to ask, and after a while, he brought in a little guy with his head down: "Miss, this person's name is Si Mo, and he is one of the prince's scholars, and they all say that he writes quickly." ”

After Li Qing finished playing the song, he instructed Liu Wu: "Withdraw the piano." ”

She asked Si Mo: "How many scholars does the prince have?" ”

She has seen two, one is called Si Qi, the other is called Si Yan, and this one is called Si Mo, she hasn't seen it yet.

Si Mo said: "Four." ”

"You write fast?" Li Qing asked again.

Si Mo said modestly: "Slightly faster than them." ”

"Okay." Li Qing didn't say much, and pointed to the empty table with pen, ink, paper and inkstone on her right hand, "You sit there, and you can write whatever I ask you to write in a while." ”

Si Mo looked at Chang Le, who was sitting at the desk on Li Qing's left, and answered nervously, and sat down on the position of Li Qing's finger.

"Bring the butler in." Li Qing commanded again.

Liu Qi invited the butler in, and Li lightly rewarded him with a seat and asked him to sit down and talk.

The butler was very uneasy, and only sat on a small half chair, and put his hands into fists on his knees, trying to hide his nervousness.

"Invite the steward of the Flying Frost Pavilion and the big girl ring in." Li Qing continued to summon people.

There is only one steward in Feishuang Pavilion, surnamed Cui and two big girls, one of whom is Zijuan who reported to Li Qing that Xianglan was about to be drowned by the concubine.

The three of them stood in the center of the warm pavilion with their heads down, each with some apprehension in their hearts.

After calling the main people in, Li Qingcai said to Simo unhurriedly: "Do you see those grids I drew in your notebook that look like upside-down forked branches?" ”

"See." Simot Dao.

"Can you read it?"

"Yes."

The corners of Li Qing's mouth hooked slightly: "That's good." ”