"Sister, she's so cute, why don't you give it to me!" Long Qian'er hugged Enma Ai in her arms.

"No, I sent it from my uncle, and my uncle will get angry if I get lost. My uncle hates that the people he arranged are sent away. Before Lin Xuanchen could speak, Enma Ai explained by herself, and her voice was muffled, coming out of Long Qian'er's chest.

"Then let Qian'er hold it for a while. Long Qian'er picked up Enma's little face and rubbed it lightly on her face: "In the future, I will call Sister Qian'er, okay?Qian'er is the youngest at home, and there are many sisters here, Qian'er wants a sister......

Yan Moai was about to open his mouth to say something, when he heard Huiwen's voice outside the door: "Miss Wang is here! Miss Zhao and the second girl are also here, as well as the second sister and third sister of the Wang family, and ......" for a while, he actually reported many names.

Lin Xuanchen hurriedly spread out his clothes and went out to greet him, and at the same time, Long Qian'er hurriedly pushed away Enma Ai and found his shoes to put on. Not long after, a large wave of bright and beautiful girls entered the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which made this originally quiet and elegant courtyard suddenly lively, and in the excitement, it exuded soft, pink, and festive heat.

"Sister Qian'er, you came first, and sure enough, you are the most urgent in this matter!" As soon as Zhao Yueshi entered the door, she saw Long Qian'er standing up in a panic and her clothes were crumpled, so she came up and laughed, and said a lot of teasing things, Long Qian'er was born with thick nerves, when she was eight or nine years old, she was a wild girl who beat a bear with a fire hammer, and she was not annoyed at all, she just said that this time it was a serious matter, Lin Xuanchen saw that many sisters were coming, so he knew what they were talking about, and hurriedly called Ayaluo and Yan Moai to serve the fruit, and then served tea, which is the way of hospitality. It's just that twenty or thirty people came in at once, and even Wang Yunfang's maid came to join in the fun, but the two of Yan Moai couldn't be busy, so they had to call Musk Yue and Little Bell to help, as for Angel, the three of them couldn't be counted on, they had only stayed in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion for more than a month, and they didn't specialize in learning these things, not to mention anything else, they were a little rusty in the way they made tea.

"Sister Qian'er, are you here today for the sake of 'gambling on poetry'?" Lin Xuanchen saw that the sisters were all seated, there were maids waiting on the left and right, and the whole hall became small and narrow, so he moved the big Taishi chair in front of the desk and turned it around for half a circle, sat on the first place and asked.

"Originally...... Long Qian'er lowered her head embarrassedly.

"What's the matter, is there anyone in charge of this kind of thing?" Lin Xuanchen's voice gradually seeped out a trace of displeasure. Gambling on poetry is not a secret in the Hundred Gardens, but this kind of thing is impossible to touch anyone's interests, and no one can find any fault. Lin Xuanchen didn't say it, but he knew very well in his heart that outside the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, down to the rough servants and maids, up to the princess and young lady, everyone was touching dominoes and playing mahjong, and the gambling money every day was around a gold coin, and the money was like running water.

"It's okay to gamble for money, but not to gamble on poetry?" Lin Xuanchen thought in his heart, slightly unhappy, but heard a female voice outside the door again: "It's not to care, it's that I think this kind of elegant thing can't be done on a whim, and it will be dispersed when it's fun, and it won't last long." ”

The voice spread in the room, only to see a young lady cross the threshold, into the inside, followed by Miaoyin's aunt, Miaoyin's temple is in the northwest corner of the palace, far away, so the last to come in, Lin Xuanchen did not mean to blame.

Lin Xuanchen stood up, and all the other sisters who were sitting stood up and greeted this noble lady with the title of "Mrs. Feng". Mrs. Feng is the youngest concubine of King Chong, and it is said that it is not a family marriage, but someone who rescued King Chong in the early years to repay his kindness. Mrs. Feng's seat is still below Mrs. Li on the surface, and the maids are called the third wife or the third aunt, but the status in the house is faintly above Mrs. Li, because Mrs. Li is Mrs. Wang's roommate, and Mrs. Li is married to the media, and then there is, Mrs. Li relies on herself to be the girl who worships the king's house, the fox is fake and the tiger is mighty, and offends people indiscriminately in the palace, and Mrs. Feng is estimated to be really here to repay the favor, although it is also nonsense in the palace, but it is kind and kind to treat people leniently, and only get angry when she encounters something that is really not like words, so the whole house respects her more, this kind of people's heart, Mrs. Li is not envious, and she dare not be jealous, otherwise if you are caught by the old lady, you will have to die.

Since Mrs. Feng is here, with her aunt's status, all the girls here, including Lin Xuanchen, have to serve her, because this is the territory of the Chongwang Mansion, and all the order of respect and inferiority is subject to the Chongwang Mansion. Mrs. Feng, as usual, accepted the gifts of a group of girls, and when Lin Xuanchen saw the ceremony, she also owed a slight debt, which was regarded as a half-salute. Lin Xuanchen knew that he was now married to Yinchen, in the palace, he was an outsider in terms of etiquette, and Mrs. Feng knew that she was willing to break the rules, and that half of the ceremony was returned to Yinchen, after all, she was a lord. Moreover, Lin Xuanchen is the owner of this Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and Mrs. Feng can also be regarded as respecting the landlord in this way, anyway, this lady is an elder who can speak intimate words in Lin Xuanchen's eyes.

After greeting her, Mrs. Feng casually found a vacant place and sat down, the so-called elder and younger's dignity and humility were ignored, and the sisters also knew that this was Lin Xuanchen's temperament, and Zhao Erye had a virtue, so they didn't care, and sat down scatteredly.

After Mrs. Feng sat down, she said slowly: "Some time ago, Yu heard Xiao Qian'er talk about 'gambling poetry', so I asked her in detail what kind of game she played, and she said it, but it was quite complicated, and it was also a bit difficult for a strong man. Yu thought that those famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages, although most of them are just improvised during feasts and celebrations, they are also inspired by feelings, or can be considered many times, so that they can become a swan song for the ages. Throughout the ages, there have been many people who can become poets in seven steps, but there is only one seven-step poem, isn't it because the rest are just far-fetched and shoddy works? Yu also knows that all the girls here are Zhongtiandi spiritual people, and they can't improvise, but since we admire Fengya and are willing to make such a party, why can't we encourage it well, run it, and really leave some famous sentences that will not be inferior for ten years and a hundred years, and let those big men outside know that grammar is not their word, from ancient times to the present, there are many cases of women not letting the eyebrows, but there are too many swords and swords, and it is too unlucky！”

"Madame is very right. Lin Xuanchen nodded, she also roughly knew the "gambling poem" What does it mean, but also a kind of play dominoes, but in addition to the usual winning points suit, but also with a song and the meaning of the card implication of the five unique, rhyme feet, flat have to change with the card, but also must be elegant and noble work, or Yongjing, or on the ancient, to the merits of the poem to determine the next round of the next round of the seat, the card lost, but also to prepare a song of seven unique, to the winner's card for the flat rhyme, the meaning of the same, so three rounds, the winner and the last seat each out of a dark king at the end of the Yuefu poem, this Yuefu poem can not be scribbled, must be the last seat for the order, win the championship pressure volume, depict the grand scene of the day。 This world has not evolved to the point where it can produce Yuan songs, the most popular and simplest are long and short sentences, which are the so-called words, followed by the seven laws of the fourth and fifth dynasties, seven uniques, five laws, five uniques, and five absolute rules, when it comes to the Evil Dark Pleasure Mansion, it is an extremely difficult genre that everyone in the world is afraid of, even Lin Xuanchen himself can't just say and write, and she has to think about it for a long time, after all, she is not really Lin Daiyu. Thinking of this, Lin Xuanchen himself was a little scared, and he also knew about gambling on poetry, but he was afraid that today's "Wendao Holy Hand" might not dare to try, only Gu Zhiwen Zhenggong was qualified to test one or two, and it was not something that the girls in the hundred gardens could play, so he first responded to Mrs. Feng's proposal and made amends to the sisters.

"Madame said this, do you want to carve the poems we made into tablets and stand them everywhere?" Long Qian'er asked, the way to play the poem was Lin Xuanchen came up with herself, Long Qian'er only gave a proposal, now she thought about it carefully, the gambling poem is not only very terrifying, but also the number of poems is quite large, she can't do it, so she followed Mrs. Feng's proposal, she thought that although the hundred gardens are big and beautiful, it can be described as a step by step, but after all, you can't put a stele on the trees everywhere, then it is not a system, so only some important places will erect a monument to commemorate it, so it will be apportioned, each person will not make more than two poems, even if there is a limited time, you can also make a shot calmly, so as not to lose face, let the sisters laugh。 Thinking about it like this, it was also very beneficial to herself, so she was the first to throw away the gambling poetry she came up with, and put it down according to Mrs. Feng's words.

"And that's not all. When Mrs. Feng saw that someone supported her, she had a lot of confidence in her heart, and she said her true intentions: "Yu means to completely imitate Gu Xian and form a poetry society. ”

"Okay!" Lin Xuanchen came to his senses as soon as he heard it, and rushed out, and the other girls were also excited, among which the most anticipated and excited was none other than Wang Yurou, who had not seen since the wedding banquet. "Madame, this is a great talent!" Wang Yurou said flatteringly, Mrs. Feng hurriedly waved her hand, and said modestly: "How can you say that you are a great talent! Yu is just mediocre in talent, in fact, he can't compose poetry, this time he wants to have a fun, and he can't come up with anything decent, so he can only be a master first, and all the applications are handled by Yu, and he also brings the masterpieces of the girls who can be tasted." However, since it is a poetry club, it can't be done without sacrificial wine, so Yu Guan will give up the position of sacrificial wine to Miss Xuan'er. ”

"What's so embarrassing about this?" Xuan'er was a little flattered, while Wang Yurou, Zhao Yueshi and several other Wang sisters were a little unconvinced. "Mrs. Feng's words are a little biased. Among the sisters present, Guo Jianyu, the young lady of the Guo family, was the first to question it, but her tone sounded like a coquette: "This sacrificial wine identity, how can you rely on your own ability......"

"I want you to rely on your ability. Mrs. Feng said, took out a roll of rice paper from her sleeve, and saw that there were many fly-headed small letters densely written on it, the handwriting was beautiful, but there was a lack of agility, as if it was from the hand of a small jasper.

"Xuan'er, come over and tell me if this "Peach Blossom Walk" was made by you in the past?"

Lin Xuanchen got down from the Taishi's chair, slowly went over to take a look, and said, "Three years ago, I was still sick at that time, but when did it flow outside?"

"You don't have to worry about how it flows outside, it's useless to think about it, there are many eyes and hands in this palace at any time. Mrs. Feng said: "This "Peach Blossom Xing" was made by Miss Lin during her illness three years ago, and when she looked at it carefully, she sighed that she couldn't copy one or two of them, and now she took it out, and if you want to challenge the position of sacrificial wine, you have to come up with the same thing." ”

When Guo Zhuyu and the others heard this, they came around to take a look, and after just one glance, Guo Zhuyu's face turned red, and they saw that it read:

"The east wind outside the peach blossom curtain is soft, and the morning makeup inside the peach blossom curtain is lazy.

The peach blossom curtain outside the curtain is inside, and the people are not far from the peach blossoms.

Dongfeng deliberately unveils the curtain, and the flowers want to peep at the curtain.

The peach blossom curtain is still open, and the people in the curtain are thinner than the peach blossoms.

Flowers are also worried, and the news of the curtain blows through.

The wind penetrates the Hunan curtain and fills the court, and the spring in front of the court is very sad.

The door of the moss courtyard is empty, and the slanting sun railing is self-contained.

The people on the fence cried to the east wind, and the peach blossoms stood in the skirt.

The peach blossoms and peach leaves are chaotic, and the flowers are new and the red leaves are green.

The fog is wrapped in smoke and seals 10,000 plants, and the walls of the baking building are red and blurred.

The heavenly machine burned through the mandarin duck brocade, and the spring was ready to wake up and move the mountain pillow.

The maid came into the golden basin, and the shadow of the fragrant spring was dipped in rouge and cold.

What is the color of the flower, the tears of people,

If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, tears will grow and flow from flowers.

Tears are easy to dry, tears are dry, and spring flowers are haggard.

The haggard flowers cover the haggard people, and the flowers fly and the people are tired and easy to dusk.

With a sound of Du Yuchun's return, the lonely curtain is empty and the moon marks are empty!"

When everyone saw it, they didn't dare to evaluate, they only felt that these words and sentences were deeply hidden, and they would never be able to come up with it if they were themselves. At this time, Miao Yin came over, read it carefully, and sighed lightly: "Sure enough, she turned into a master!" and thought to herself that the words "the holy hand in the word" were already derogatory to her, how could such a witty word ever come to her! She was thinking about it, so she made a gesture to roll up the rice paper and greedy for ink. When Mrs. Feng saw this, she smiled and said, "Hey, hey, how can you just leave after such a roll? This costs a tael of gold outside!" She originally laughed, but she was coldly scolded by Miaoyin:

"In the past, the dull and pious people, looking at the holy statue, thought that the gods, they were shaped with gold, there were Jia people sent a hundred taels of gold to ask for it, unwillingly, met the Buddha by chance, although the clothes were ragged, generously gifted, Jia people were not convinced by the questioning, said: 'Holy things can not be with the mortal people', Miss Lin's "Peach Blossom Xing" sells thousands of gold is blasphemous, can only be with a bosom friend. ”