"Banquet?" After the last incident, Lin Yun'er didn't seem to have much interest in the banquet.

Ouyang Lan said with a smile, "The county lord moves to a new house, and the saints will give gifts, you have a good painting, how can you still want to shirk it?" ”

Lin Wan'er smiled dumbly, "But my mother grounded me." ”

Ouyang Lan raised her eyebrows, "I handed invitations to Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Yu, they will all go, and Shen Langjun, who is famous in Kyoto at the Qixi Poetry Festival, will also go to the banquet, of course, Xie Langjun I also handed over the invitation." ”

Shen Yu? She really hadn't seen that clean boy for a long time, and since Mu Ling warned her to let her have less contact with Shen Jingzhi, she didn't seem to have seen him again except for the Cui Mansion banquet. Speaking of Shen Yu, I heard Ouyang Lan's nagging again, "Shen Langjun is really beautiful and extraordinary, that day in the Cui Mansion polo match, he scored ten goals alone, but he is really the focus of the audience!" At the Qixi Poetry Meeting, he made a five-character quatrain, which made many officials in Kyoto look at him with admiration, and now every family in Kyoto, if there is an unmarried lady in the family, the Ruyi Langjun in his heart must also be him. Alas, you said that Shen Langjun is such a talented person, why is he still not married? ”

Ouyang Lan herself is the essence of gossip, and she can't say a few words, her topic will always go around other people's emotional matters, which actually makes Lin Yun'er feel a little funny, she echoed, "Maybe I haven't met someone I like." ”

"It should be, anyway, his marriage is handled by Concubine Shen Shu, just look at it." What surprised Lin Yun'er was that Ouyang Lan actually made a look that she didn't care about herself. This is extremely rare for Lin Yun'er, and she suddenly laughed, "It turns out that what the county lord likes is not like Shen Langjun. ”

These words made Ouyang Lan's face turn red, the purpose of her coming to Kyoto was to marry, and now the marriage partner is far away in the East China Sea, the sage is not in a hurry to handle the marriage, and let Ouyang Lan live in Kyoto, its deep meaning is extremely obvious, that is, Ouyang Lan has taken a fancy to Dong Mao. She suddenly got up and was about to leave, "I won't tell you. ”

After Ouyang Lan finished speaking, she opened the door like the wind and ran out, like a shy and young girl, Lin Yun'er looked at her departing back, and sighed in her heart, she also had such a side in the past.

After the autumn rain, there is always an extremely clammy and cold feeling in the courtyard, Lin Yun'er read the book for a while and planned to practice the embroidery she learned from the Wang family that day, but she didn't want to get worse and worse the more she practiced, Ziwei glanced at Lin Yun'er's needle and said something that she didn't know, "Lady, take a break for a while, it's not good to stare at it all the time." ”

Lin Yun'er put down the book in her hand, tilted her head and asked Ziwei, "Girl, Ouyang County Lord's new residence, do we want to prepare some gifts?" ”

Ziwei said with a smile, "The slave maid heard that the county lord also invited our ladies and gentlemen, if it is a courtesy, the ladies will definitely prepare, but if the lady gives the county lord a private gift, it is not impossible." ”

A private gift? Although she doesn't have to worry about food and clothing in Huangfu now, and she still has a few odd spends every month, she doesn't understand the market geometry of this world at all, and the price is geometric, "Then you say, what gift should I give?" ”

Ziwei shook her head and looked at Zilan who had just come in from outside the door, but Zilan said to Ziwei, "The county lord and the lady are handkerchiefs who have suffered from difficulties, is it possible that the county lord will still care about the lady's gift?" Zilan immediately glanced at what Lin Wan'er had just embroidered on the embroidery frame, and pulled a smile on her face, "The slave feels that the county lord means that as long as the lady goes." ”

Lin Yun'er put aside the embroidered things, thinking that the only thing she could give away was painting skills and calligraphy, but Ouyang Lan really didn't know how to appreciate it, as if she didn't know how to drink tea, she thought for a long time before she said, "Make her something delicious." ”

"Lady?" Ziwei was extremely nervous when she heard it, her own lady had never been in the kitchen, and even if she did, the taste could be imagined, Ziwei hurriedly stopped, "Lady, if you can't think of it, then don't think about it, Lord Ouyang will not blame you." ”

Lin Wan'er bowed, but in her heart she thought of what she said when she first saw Ouyang Lan, milk.

Zhongshan is in the north, the herdsmen in the north live more, the mountains are full of cattle, sheep and horses, on a whim you can also gallop in the vast grassland, if you want to be peaceful, ride a horse to Zhongshan City, find a dirt bag to live in, make it at sunrise, rest at sunset, such a life seems to be a paradise on earth.

Five days later, the Wang family brought more than a dozen slaves and maids to Lin Yun'er's boudoir, which was still confined in the Purple Smoke Pavilion.

The Wang family stood up and said to Lin Yun'er like a spring breeze, "Shan'er, these are the latest styles in Kyoto, let's see which one you like?" ”

It turned out that these dozen slaves and maids were holding the clothes that Wang had customized for her, and Wang continued, "I know that it will be the county lord's new residence in a few days, and the prince and several princes will all be present at that time. ”

Lin Yun'er immediately walked to a goose-yellow wide-sleeved skirt, and shuddered in her heart, she died in a bright yellow suit in later generations, and the third lady liked to wear such an eye color a few days ago, goose yellow was originally her favorite eye color, but now it is prohibitive, she immediately pointed to the moon-white dress on the left side of the goose yellow and said, "That's it." ”

Wang took a closer look at the piece that Lin Yun'er pointed out, and was a little disgusted, "This one seems to be too plain." But this pattern is good, it looks like a magnolia flower, and I will ask the embroidery workshop to embroider another shawl for you. ”

"Everything is up to my mother." Lin Yuner owes herself.

Wang called her to his side, waved away the idle people and others, and said earnestly, "This is the first big banquet you will attend after you come back, but you must not be sloppy." ”

"What is a feast?" So what was the banquet that I went to Cui's Mansion before?

"On top of the big banquet, all the people who go to the banquet have their noble status, the big banquet, you just have to listen more, watch more and talk less, and the rest can be handled by the mother," Wang felt that Lin Wan'er was a little nervous, so he hurriedly relieved, "I'm afraid that there will be more such a big banquet in the future, and you will slowly get used to it." ”

Seeing Lin Yun'er contemplatively, Wang didn't plan to say any more, so he had to look at her a few times with great meaning, and then got up and left.

After the rain fell, the world was immersed in an ink painting, Lin Wan'er woke up from the drum beat as usual, and let Zilan tidy up her clothes.

"Lady, look at this shawl, there is a faint magnolia flower embroidered in the azure color after the rain, which matches the lady's moon-white magnolia skirt very well!" Ziwei excitedly pointed to the maid and maid, holding the shawl in her hand, and admired it again and again.

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