Chapter 48: Poetry Club (1)

The night passed quickly, Jun Mufeng was not as selective as the two sisters of the Ruo family, and took out a brown fur coat from the cabinet, and took out a white lint cotton robe and went out.

If he got up from the bed early in the morning, he called Hongliu and another maid to dress up and dress him up.

The clothes and jewelry were all picked out last night, so she just had to put them on.

Ruowanqing looked in the mirror and instructed Hongliu: "Comb a cloud near the fragrant bun." ”

Hongliu replied softly "yes" and quickly combed it up.

After a while, Ruoqing's scattered long hair appeared on her head in a neat and orderly manner, and she saw that she took a handful of cloud-foot pearl tendril hairpins, and picked out a four-butterfly silver step and handed it to the maid next to her.

After the two of them fiddled around Ruowanqing for a while, their general appearance had already come out.

Ruo Wanqing still felt a little dissatisfied when he looked at himself in the mirror, and in the end, he could only think about it because his face was too plain to match this outfit.

So I painted a distant mountain daisy by myself, put on some rouge, and finally applied some incense powder on my neck, and went to the front hall satisfied.

Ruo Mengning: This will actually be cleaned up.

The clothes are worn by themselves, and the jewelry is also worn by themselves. just let the maid comb a cloud bun and insert a jade silver hairpin on it.

Ruo Mengning was quite satisfied with herself like this, and after looking at her face, it was okay, so she didn't dress up too much.

Ruo Mengning sat on the bed for a long time, and it was not until Xiao Lianyi sent someone to urge her to leave the hospital.

When she walked to the front hall, Xiao Lianyi saw that her head was about to smoke when she was dressed in anger.

Ruowanqing just glanced at her contemptuously, and didn't say much, only raised her head arrogantly.

The time was almost up, and it was too late for Xiao Lianyi to ask Ruo Mengning to go back and change her clothes. In desperation, I had to let the sisters go out.

When Ruo's carriage came to Prime Minister Zuo's mansion, Jun Mufeng had already gotten out of the carriage.

The little guy who led the way looked at the invitation, didn't say much, just nodded to them, and began to lead the way in front.

To say that this Ou Daihe is a high-ranking official in the DPRK and China after all, so this mansion is also very elegant, at least much better than the Junruo family who were born in the merchants.

Therefore, if the late Qing Dynasty saw both envy and jealousy, he wished that he was born in this family.

The little man who led the way led the three of them through the porch and through the garden, and followed a quiet path to an attic in the northeast corner.

"Prince Jun, Miss Ruo, Miss Ruoer, the warm pavilion has arrived, and the prime minister's wife and other distinguished guests have been waiting in the warm pavilion for a long time."

The three of them were stunned in their hearts? How is the Prime Minister's wife? But after pondering for a while, I will know that this poetry will be crepe after all, and it is more appropriate for Mrs. to preside over it.

After the little guy finished speaking, he made a "please" gesture, then bent down and stood by the door, waiting for the three of them to go upstairs.

Jun Mufeng gave way sideways and let the two Ruojia sisters go first.

Naturally, Ruo Wanqing would not let Ruo Mengning go, so she lightly lifted the corner of her clothes and took the lead in the front.

Ruo Mengning was not annoyed, nodded and smiled at Jun Mufeng, and then followed.

Jun Mufeng has a slight impression of Ruo Mengning, the last time they were designed by Ruo Wanqing was because they were with Ruo Mengning.

Therefore, Jun Mufeng also nodded at Ruo Mengning and said hello, and when he saw that the two of them had left, he also walked quickly towards the warm pavilion.

At this time, there were already a few people sitting in the warm pavilion, who were originally chatting and laughing, but when they saw the three of them entering the door, they stopped talking and looked up at them.

The prime minister's wife's maiden name is Li Panxi, and she was originally a daughter of a family.

The invitation was placed by her, and she naturally knew who it was, so she got up and pointed to the three of them and introduced: "This is Jun Mufeng, the son of the gentleman's family; These two are Miss Ruojia......"

At this point in the introduction, Li Panxi hesitated a little, as if he couldn't tell which of the two was the concubine and who was the concubine.

Ruo Wanqing took over the conversation and said in a proud tone: "If the daughter of the family, if the late Qing." After speaking, he curtsy to the people present.

Ruo Mengning knew that Ruo Wanqing would definitely not introduce himself, so he also bowed to the people present and said, "Ruo Mengning." ”

Jun Mufeng took advantage of this gap to glance at the people present, in addition to the three of them, there were already six people plus the prime minister's wife. There are three men on the left seat and two women on the right.

When Li Panxi saw that they finished speaking, he began to introduce from left to right.

He pointed to the first one on his left hand and said, "This is Liu Qingxiao, the sister-in-law of the waiter of the Ministry of Rites." ”

He pointed to the second person and said, "This is the sister-in-law of the Ministry of Works-Cui Tingluo." ”

Then came the third place: "This is the son-in-law of the Tobe Shilang - Zhao Manjie"

Jun Mufeng nodded after listening, bowed to the three of them and entered the fourth seat.

Although the three of them looked down on Jun Mufeng, who was born in the merchant, because they were invited by the prime minister's wife, they did superficial work and returned the salute perfunctorily.

Li Panxi saw that Jun Mufeng had taken a seat, so he introduced the person on his right.

I saw a young girl sitting first on her right hand, only about 13 years old, with fair skin and flowing eyes.

She is also dressed gorgeously, reflecting the word "exquisite" from head to toe. If the dress of the late Qing Dynasty is compared with her, it can only be called "vulgar".

Without waiting for Li Panxi's introduction, I saw the woman stand up, and said with delicate eyebrows: "I am the concubine of Prime Minister Zuo, Ou Yuji." ”

After speaking, he smiled at Ruo Wanqing and Ruo Mengning, and sat down.

The two people next to them saw that Ou Yuji was acting like this, and they couldn't fall behind, so they both stood up and said: "I am Shen Xiangning (Bai Caishan), the daughter of Hubu Langzhong (Officials Langzhong). ”

If Wanqing heard that they were all concubines, she felt that her identity was not bad, so she took the initiative to step forward and sit down.

Although Ruo Mengning was mentally prepared, when she heard the introduction of these people, she still felt a little uneasy and inferior, so she cautiously walked to her position and lowered her head without saying a word.

Li Panxi saw that everyone was seated, so he smiled and opened his mouth: "I heard that the Junruo family used to be one of the top two people in Qujing City, and they were both new to the capital, so I privately invited everyone to come, wanting everyone to be familiar with it." ”

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, he continued: "Don't be too restrained, everyone shouldn't hold any shelves at today's small gathering, just play around." ”

After listening to Li Panxi's words, Jun Mufeng felt that this poetry meeting should be a temptation by Prime Minister Zuo.

In addition to the two Jun Ruo families, the prime minister's wife invited them all to the prince's side, so this time I am afraid that I want to explore the truth and see if there is a chance to dig the corner of Qilinxi.

Li Panxi saw that the time was almost up, and said: "Since it is a poetry club, then you can't miss your masterpieces, it's a cold winter now, and it's spring after the year, so it's better for you to describe and write about spring." ”