Du Wei and Miss Zhongfu entered the warm pavilion, Du Zixi was joking poetry with several other rich sons, and happy laughter came from time to time in the pavilion.

Outside the pavilion, a few small servants set up a stove, and a whole roast deer was skewered on it, and from time to time it emitted an enticing fragrance.

What kind of porridge banquet is this, it's obviously a barbecue in the wild! Du Wei thought secretly in her heart.

When Du Yifan saw her coming, he hurriedly beckoned: "Wei'er, come to the eldest brother." ”

Du Wei glanced at the group of fragrant powder and vulgar grease that surrounded her eldest brother and refused to disperse, and sighed in her heart, being too handsome is sometimes a sin.

She had just sat down next to her eldest brother when the crowd erupted in cheers.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

"Du Gongzi deserves to be a famous show!"

Everyone immediately craned their necks and looked at the stone table in the center of the pavilion.

But see the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, whenever someone writes a good poem, there are people who hang it up, hanging it in the four corners of the warm pavilion, looking at it from a distance like a silver sand curtain, fluttering with the wind, but there are really a few elegant and quiet charms.

Sun Yuecian pulled Du Xue'e and Du Lingyan into the crowd, "The second son is really talented. Looking at the poem that Du Zixi had just written, he praised it.

Du Zixi's eyes were crooked with a smile, and he gently tapped the folding fan in his hand, his expression was calm and calm, neither too proud, nor humble and polite.

"Second sister, do you want to try it too?" Sun Yuecian said.

Du Xue'e pushed her hand slightly and refused: "Sister Sun, don't make fun of me, how can the poems I write be compared with the second brother, he is a talent!" ”

"And no one wants you to compare with them, there are also a lot of people on our daughter's side who have written, you see ......" said and pulled her to the corner of the pavilion, pointed to the hanging poems and said: "It's hard to come once, just to have fun." ”

Du Xue'e nodded, came to the stone table with a twisted attitude, and asked with a pen: "I don't know what the topic is this time?" ”

Du Zixi smiled: "Take beauty." ”

Du Xue'e was stunned for a moment.

Although she has also learned to recite poetry on weekdays, most of them are just words, scenes, or objects.

"Second brother is so bad!" Du Xue'e blushed suddenly, pondered for a moment, and picked up a pen and wrote on the paper.

Sun Yuecian said to the third sister Du Lingyan: "Do you want the third sister to try it too?" ”

Du Lingyan glanced at the poems written by Du Xue'e, and hurriedly shook her head, with a look of fear on her face.

Du Xue'e was even more proud, and picked up the poem and showed it to everyone.

The rich sons around nodded their heads one after another, and Du Xue'e quietly glanced at Du Wei, who was sitting next to her eldest brother, with a look of meaning on her face, because as far as she knew, Du Wei had not shown any talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, that is, she had at most revealed her skills in making tea at the banquet in Du's mansion before.

What's so complacent about that kind of thing that serves people?

Du Xue'e thought so, and felt much better.

Last night, Qinghe sent someone to hint that she would ruin Du Wei's reputation in the Sun Mansion today, although she didn't know what would happen, but she was very happy to see Du Wei unlucky.

"Eldest sister, do you want to try your skills?" Du Xue'e smiled innocently, but her bones were full of abuse.

Du Wei turned around, but Du Xue'e couldn't help but be stunned.

Du Wei was holding a small plate with steaming roast venison in her hand, Du Yifan cut the venison with her own hands, cut it into small pieces and put it on her plate.

"The poetry is doing something right, it doesn't seem to suit me very well." Du Wei smiled lightly, there was no embarrassment on her face, but she took a small bite of the tender venison, and the sauce stained with honey had a thin layer of oil, which was smeared on her red lips, a shiny layer, which was tempting in a flash, and suddenly made many rich sons stunned.

Du Xue'e bit her lips slightly, and said unwillingly: "Doesn't the eldest sister want to try?" Or does the eldest sister think that food is more important at the moment? ”

The implication is obvious, she shows in public that her eldest sister is a foodie!

Du Yifan has slapped the second lady last time, and since then, he has rarely had a good face for the second sister, and he is unhappy at the moment: "The Poetry Club didn't say that everyone should participate, since Wei'er doesn't like it, forget it." ”

Although Du Xue'e was a little afraid of her eldest brother's face, how could she let go of such a good opportunity, so she simply said excitedly: "Eldest sister is not afraid of letting others laugh at her and lose the face of our Du Mansion?" ”

"Shame?" Du Wei put down the plate in her hand and smiled slightly, "It turns out that the second sister wants this face...... she made a pun, not only pointing out the fact that she was beaten by her eldest brother that day, but also alluding to the shameless affair between her and Han Qingshan, the son of Taishoufu.

"You ......" Du Xue'e turned white with anger.

"It's a pity that there is something you don't know, second sister." Du Wei stood up slowly, even though the grease on her lips had not been wiped off, this did not detract from her beauty at all, but made her lips fuller and crystal like jade.

Du Wei walked all the way to Du Xue'e before she stood still, looked at her calmly, and said, "This face...... It's not something you can get if you want it, you need someone else to give it to you. ”

He reached out and took the brush on the stone table.

Du Xue'e stood for a long time before she came back to her senses, what Du Wei said just now was clearly scolding her: shameless face!

Du Zixi tapped the folding fan in her hand, staring at Du Wei with smiling eyes, reflecting the blue and white dress, making her whole person look like an elegant ancient porcelain vase, with indescribable charm and beauty fragrance......

Unconsciously, a girl in a red brocade jacket with cheeks like red apples jumped out from the depths of his crooked eyes. She held the hand of her eldest brother Du Yifan, constantly jumping, making noise, and clamoring to turn in circles, while she stood in the threshold, wrapped in a thick coat, and could only look at it from afar......

Du Wei held the brush with a wave, Shi Niang can be said to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she naturally got her true inheritance, and the pen is like divine help.

"Miss Du can write it, let's take a look?" The sourness in Sun Yuecian's words was highlighted.

Du Wei didn't care, she put the pen down directly, turned around and flashed.

Everyone gathered over, and Sun Yuecian brought up the poem and showed it to everyone.

A son chanted loudly: "In the spring of February, the east wind turns green." I don't know who the family is, look at the flowers, peaches and lijin. The snow is condensed, and the pearl is dotted with lips. Pedestrians are driving and competing for the god of Luochuan. ”

Du Wei slightly changed the beginning of "Spring Outing of Yongmei" and rendered it on paper.

Du Zi's eyes flashed slightly, looking between the lines, as if he saw a beauty from far and near, her face was like Qionghua condensed by snow, and her ruddy lips were as crystal clear as pearls, just like ......

Coincidentally, everyone's eyes turned to Du Wei, looking at her crystal like jade red lips, like a woman walking out of the painting, ice clear and jade, round and jade.

"What a wonderful woman!" Suddenly, there was a shout of admiration from behind the crowd.

Everyone turned their heads, but saw a young man dressed in purple brocade, with two dragons and beads in his hair, standing proudly, and Zhou faintly exuded the aura of a king.

"Eng...... His Royal Highness! The women's exclamations rang out in unison.