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Su Jinxiu looked up suddenly, and saw the handsome Wang Tao standing aside with a smile.

She hurriedly let go of the flower in her hand, and said slightly: "Good prince Wang!"

She is the second lady of the Ningguo Mansion, her status is precious, she didn't need to salute Wang Tao, she was just a polite greeting, so Wang Tao hurriedly replied: "Second Miss Su is polite!"

With that, the two looked at each other and smiled.

"The name of this flower is 'Qin Xiang Chrysanthemum'?" Su Jinxiu lowered her head slightly and asked.

She had never seen such a chrysanthemum before, and she had never heard of it.

"Yes, this flower is a newly bred variety in the Western Regions!" Wang Tao smiled warmly and very gently.

"Oh! And so it was! Su Jinxiu bowed his head.

Lingxian Marquis loves chrysanthemum, this is a well-known thing, and it is not enough to call it this Qinxiang chrysanthemum.

"Miss Su Er, pick a pot! Later, I will order someone to send it to the Ningguo Mansion! Wang Tao proposed again.

Qin Xiangju is rare, and beautiful women are also rare!

In fact, at his grandfather's birthday banquet before, he had a good impression of this beautiful Miss Su Er, but because of the difference in family, he never expressed it!

Now, his Wang family has also become a noble family, and Miss Su Er has not yet decided on a marriage, so he can finally make a Bo!

Su Jinxiu refused without thinking about it, she said softly: "A gentleman doesn't take people's favor, this Qinxiang chrysanthemum is rare, Wang Gongzi should keep it!"

Although she likes Qinxiang chrysanthemum, she also understands that it is very precious.

The Ningguo Mansion has no dealings with the Lingxian Mansion, and she must not accept the gift of the prince for no reason.

Wang Tao didn't care about Su Jinxiu's refusal at all, he continued to smile and said: "Good flowers with beautiful women, Wang is just a first-order rough person, it is more appropriate to give it to Miss Su Er!"

After that, Su Jinxiu continued to refuse, Wang Tao directly bowed slightly and said: "Wang still has something to do, so I won't accompany Miss Su Er to enjoy the flowers!"

Then, he strode away.

"Miss, this ......" Su Jinxiu's girl frowned.

Their young lady didn't want to accept the gift of the prince, and the prince didn't give them the opportunity to refuse.

Su Jinxiu's eyes were slightly gloomy, and then he smiled: "It's okay, he can send it!" When you return home, you can return the famous paintings collected by your grandfather as a gift! ”

People insist on sending it, and she can't refuse, so give him a more precious thing!

"That's fine!" The maid breathed a sigh of relief and said happily.

While their master and servant were talking, Song Ling chased after the girl with her.

"Miss Su Er, it's really easy for us to find!" Song Ling's eldest girl said with a smile.

"Huh...... I can't be stunned to disturb Sister Ling'er and Song Shizi talking about themselves! Su Jinxiu smiled brightly.

"You know how to avoid suspicion! We are all our own people, why be so polite? Song Ling said angrily.

As soon as she finished talking to his brother, she found that Su Jinxiu was gone, for fear that she would be in danger like Su Jinli and Su Jinli last time, so she hurriedly chased after her.

Fortunately, along the way, many servants of the Marquis Lingxian Mansion saw Su Jinxiu's master and servant, she just asked, and soon looked for it.

Seeing that Song Ling was really a little annoyed, Su Jinli hurriedly pulled her sleeve and said coquettishly: "Ling'er, don't be annoyed! It was me who was wrong! ”

Looking at the delicate and delicate Su Jinxiu, Song Ling couldn't get out no matter how much fire she had, so she had to smile helplessly and said, "There will be no next time!" If I do this again, I'll be really annoyed! ”

She has long regarded the two Su Jinli sisters, Yunyang, Ye Yun, Baili Shihan and others as close friends, and she doesn't like them to be separated from her!

"Good!" Su Jinxiu solemnly responded.

Song Ling and her looked at each other and smiled, and then the two continued to visit the garden together.

The two of them walked freely for a long time, and the maid of the Marquis of Ling Xian came to invite them back to the ink chrysanthemum to participate in the flower viewing banquet, although the two of them had already seen the ink chrysanthemum, but they still went back with the maids.

As soon as they arrived, they were led by Qingyue to sit next to Su Jinli.

"The flower-viewing banquet is just drinking some tea and writing poems! Vassals are elegant! Su Jinli said lazily, quite complaining.

After all, she really has no talent in poetry, and every time she comes to such an occasion, she will lose face!

Su Jinxiu and Song Ling were both amused by her resentful expression, and Su Jinxiu said with a smile: "Haha! Sister, what are you afraid of! Today is different from the past, Prince Youqing is here! You won't lose face! ”

Gu Mingjue's Wen Tao Wu is strategic, and he is just a flower, he can't be difficult!

Yes, although I haven't heard what Ling Xianhou has said, Su Jinxiu has already affirmed that today will be titled "Yongdai".

Sure enough, her voice fell, and when Su Jinli had time to answer, Ling Xianhou, who was sitting at the top, spoke.

After saying a bunch of polite words, his old man waved his hand and said: "Now it is the time of high autumn and crisp weather, and chrysanthemums are all over this garden, and today's poetry will be titled 'Yongdai'!"

The rest of the crowd spoke in unison without objection.

Then, a grand poetry meeting began, because today Ling Xianhou prepared the color that everyone wanted, and all the talented ladies were gearing up, ready to try it out.

About an hour later, after several rounds of competition, the color head has been taken away by several sons and ladies who are knowledgeable and quick-witted.

Just when everyone who didn't get the lottery sighed, Song Yi, who won the first place, suddenly stood up.

He bowed elegantly to Ling Xianhou before saying: "This "Lonely Crane Falling in the Sun" is worth 10,000 gold, it is Ling Xianhou's beloved, and the younger generation is not good at winning people's love, so I decided to return this picture to Ling Xianhou!"

The words startled a thousand waves, and everyone looked at Song Yi in dismay.

This "Lonely Bird Falling in the Sun" is one of the few masterpieces of the Tang family.

Thousands of years ago, the Tang family was known as the painting immortal, and this picture is his famous work, which can be described as a treasure!

You know, this painting has always been owned by the royal family before, and it is rare for ordinary people to see it! It was still after Emperor Shi, who was honored as the current Holy Taifu before the Marquis of Lingxian, rewarded him, and the nobles of the family who loved calligraphy and painting were fortunate to see it!

Today, Ling Xianhou endured the heartache and took it out as a lottery head, but because he didn't want to be looked down upon by these noble families with strong family backgrounds!

After being silent for a long time, the virtuous marquis was delighted and said: "Thank you for your nephew's willingness to cut love!" I can't thank you enough! ”

Ling Xianhou's words were not fake, he was really grateful to Song Yi for this move.

After the excitement calmed down a little, Ling Xianhou smiled lovingly: "However, Song Xian's nephew has won the top in the end, and he can't go home empty-handed!" If you have anything you want, just say it, as long as it is in the house, I will give it with both hands. ”

Hearing this, Song Yi's slightly drooping eyes suddenly lit up, this was what he was waiting for!

He smiled slightly, and said gently and elegantly: "The younger generation of Su Xi Lingshuang's chrysanthemum has always wanted a black chrysanthemum, but the ink chrysanthemum is rare, and it has not been fulfilled so far!"

Speaking of which, Ling Xianhou and the others had already roughly guessed what he was going to say later.

Sure enough, he indifferently put forward his request under the eyes of everyone: "I am fortunate to see Mo Ju today, and I am even more fascinated by his demeanor!" I don't know if the Marquis Ling is willing to give a plant to the younger generation? ”

A trace of distress quickly flashed in Ling Xianhou's eyes, and then he said boldly: "Seeing that Song Xian's nephew is so hesitant, I still want you to open the lion's mouth!" No, you just want a chrysanthemum, what's so difficult about that? I'll send someone to send a pot to the Anguo Mansion later! ”

"Then the junior thanked Ling Xianhou!" Song Yi hurriedly thanked him, and then bowed again before going back to sit down.

"Brother, do you want to put the paintings of the Tang family, what are you doing with a different ink chrysanthemum?" Song Yi was heartbroken.

She is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and loves to paint, and the paintings of the Tang family are rarer than all treasures in her eyes!

Originally, Song Yi won the crown, she was very happy, this long-awaited painting could finally be owned by her, and the result was ......

She lost her brother, and when she turned around, she exchanged this famous painting for a pot of chrysanthemums!

Seeing that Song Yi, who had always been indifferent and self-controlled, revealed a little different emotions, Gu Mingjue said a word calmly, and successfully made Song Ling not calm.

I only heard him say leisurely: "Cousin Mingyue is the most Aiju!" I've been searching for Moju for years, and now I've finally got my wish! ”

"What?"

"This is for the Bright Moon County Lord?"

Song Ling and the others said in unison, especially Song Ling, whose eyes widened in disbelief.

And with their conversation, the gentle smile on Song Yi's face also froze, and he glanced at Gu Mingjue coldly and said, "Take care of your own family's affairs!" Don't want a fire in your backyard! ”

His sentence "fire in the backyard" is obviously an allusion to Gu Mingyu and Gu Mingyu who are still loyal to Su Jinli.

As soon as Song Yi's words fell, Song Ling frowned and asked, "Brother, the pot of bean greens you got at the last peony festival, I'm afraid it was also sent to the county lord of Mingyue, right?"

Although it was a question, her eyes were clear.

She was already sure that there was a cat between her brother and Lord Mingjue!

"Ling'er, where did you get so many questions? I sent it to a friend! Song Yi evaded with a little embarrassment.

The more he was like this, the more certain Song Ling and the others were that their guess was right.

"That's it! You don't have to say it anymore! When I go home, I will show everything to my mother! Song Ling interrupted Song Yi's words.

Her brother and Yunyang's second brother have become the oldest unmarried nobleman in Kyoto!

Her parents don't know how much they have bothered about this, how many tongues they have wasted, but her brother just doesn't cooperate!

Now, knowing that he is thinking about Lord Mingyue in his heart, her parents can finally breathe a sigh of relief!

"Ling'er! Brother please! Don't tell your mother about this, okay? Song Yi pleaded.

With his mother's dedication to his marriage, once he knows about it, that person will not be pure!

She already resented him, hated him, hated him, and if even the purity she had so painstakingly sought was gone because of him, she was afraid that she would not be able to get along with him for a long time!

Seeing this, Song Ling's brows twisted even more, her brother, what a proud person, now came to beg her because of such a thing!

Obviously, he not only likes Lord Mingyue, but also has a deep affection!