At dinnertime, Bao Yuan came to Changchun Palace, and I found an opportunity to bring up the old matter again and ask him for a solution.

Bao Yuan pondered for a moment and asked: "Rui'er, if you point the ice jade to Ling Xuan, Xuan Zhe may be inappropriate, in fact, if Xuan Zhe really loves ice jade......

"Is Meng Lang in favor of Xuan Zhe Na Bingyu as a concubine??"

"Well, in fact, as long as Sheng'er likes it, and the girl's family is innocent, there is nothing wrong with it." Bao Yuan is really a loving father, I sighed silently, and my heart became even more difficult.

However, Bing Yu already has a place in his heart, so he beats the mandarin ducks...... "I really can't understand a man's thoughts sometimes, doesn't he know, if this woman's heart is not in that man, there is no happiness at all."

Bao Yuan grinned, approached me and said, "As the saying goes: Good women are afraid of pestering men." Perhaps Sheng'er's affection can move the ice jade girl. ”

"Touched is moved, love is love, and it is absolutely impossible to sprout love because of moving." I suddenly became agitated and argued.

"Yo?!" Bao Yuan raised his eyebrows and played with the taste: "What kind of Rui'er Yu Zhen is??" ”

"You're always not serious." Looking at his appearance, I sighed angrily.

"Alright, alright, I'm not going to tease you." Xu is seeing that I was really a little anxious, Bao Yuan gently took me in his arms, and said seriously: "This matter is all up to Rui'er, I only have one request, no matter what, don't hurt the child's heart, and don't hurt the love of your mother and son." ”

"yes, I know." Seeing that Bao Yuan supported me after all, I put my mind at ease, and told him my plan carefully.

March 3, Spring Season.

Baoyuan set up a waterfront banquet by the Longyue Pond Liubei Pavilion.

This spring ritual has long become a legendary ancient custom in modern times, but it is an extremely lively festival in these five generations.

Zhang Heng of the Han Dynasty said in "Nandu Fu": "The disaster of late spring, the dawn of Yuansi, the square track is all together, and it is purified in Yangbin." On this day, both the government and the people in the country held rituals of repairing and sacrificing in the waterfront place, and then did activities such as orchid picking, frolicking, and drinking.

The Liubei Pavilion in the palace was originally designed for the Spring Banquet, because the water of the Longyue Pond was led out of the winding waterway according to the artificially built terrain, and the low stone platform and stone rock that can sit and lie down were set up beside the waterway.

"Qushui Liuzhen" is a custom derived from the March 3rd Festival. Wooden drinking utensils, ears flattened and shallow, black and red depicted with golden flowers, filled with freshly brewed peach blossoms, placed on the freshly picked lotus leaves down the river, if the glass stops in front of whom, who will take the cup to drink, it is said that the method of drinking can remove bad luck and filth.

Later, 42 people, including Wang Xizhi and his relatives and friends Xie An and Sun Sui in the Jin Dynasty, held a "Qushui Liuzhen" activity of drinking and writing poems after repairing in Lanting. Since then, the literati and writers have become more elegant in drinking after the ritual of the Shangsi Festival on March 3, singing poems and essays, drinking and enjoying the scenery, so I have my favorite spring feast in this year's festival drinking banquet.

For this spring feast, I specially asked Feng Yi to bring Bingyu into the palace, and invited Jingyi, Jinyan and Haitang, and Xiang Baoyuan brought Wang Zhaoyuan, Liluo and Ling Xuan to the banquet.

It's a sunny day, the spring is bright, the green willows support the wind, and the water is murmuring outside the Liubei Pavilion...... Along the river, everyone sat on both sides, Bao Yuan was the first, I was second, and then Jingyi, Jinyan, Fengyi, Bingyu, Wang Zhaoyuan, Ling Xuan and Liluo.

The palace maid and the inner supervisor put the lotus leaves in the wine cup into the water, and the water slowly moved forward with the water supporting the leaves, and we guessed with great interest who would drink the first cup......

Ye Er stopped and walked in the water, and finally stopped at Feng Yi's side.

Feng Yi was not stage frightened, he took the wine cup in his hand, drank it all, and then chanted: "The cool moon is like an eyebrow hanging on the willow bay, and the mountains are seen in the mirror." Lanxi three days of peach blossom rain, in the middle of the night carp to the beach. ”

Before the words fell, Bao Yuan high-fived and smiled: "Since my Feng'er married Shaolian, Yu Shishu has also put a lot of thought into it, this is the husband and the wife who sing, good, very good!" ”

I also smiled sideways and said: "This song by Dai Shulun "Lanxi Song" is very appropriate! ”

Feng Yi grinned, her face colorful.

While talking and laughing, another glass of wine stopped lightly in front of Begonia.

Since Ren Cao went to Fengzhou, Begonia has been living in Xiangluan Pavilion, I and Jingyi often go to visit and chat, today she was invited to the banquet but the face is still faint and sad.

I saw her frowning lightly and whispering: "Poor March is thirty years old, looking at the riverside and looking at the post platform." It is expected that Meng Guang will not return in the spring. ”

Yin Bayu spontaneously froze for a moment before smiling at the corner of our lips.

In this situation, she must have missed Ren Cao again, and I understand her thoughts, if Bao Yuan travels away from me one day, I must be so worried!

Fang wanted to speak to comfort her, but saw another glass of wine stop at Jingyi's side.

Seeing this, Jingyi complained that the internal supervisor was too anxious, and smiled and shirked, saying that he was not good at poetry.

Feng Yi smiled and persuaded: "Although the poetry of the mother concubine is not as good as that of Concubine Hui, she also learns from everyone, today she should be distressed that her daughter will return to the province, and make a poem at will to suit the occasion." ”

Jingyi glanced at her daughter with love and pity, and said, "How can you be such a difficult mother as a daughter." ”

Bao Yuan also smiled: "Jingyi doesn't have to be too humble, just chant a song at will, regardless of whether it is the work of the predecessors or the situation." ”

This comes and goes, which eases the sorrowful meaning of Fang Cai's begonia poems.

This Xiang Jingyi looked at me, and after thinking for a while, he took the wine and chanted in his hand: "Xing Yan is still white, and the words are quiet and every thought." Not to mention that the time is good, and the moon is full. After that, he smiled and said to Begonia: "Although there is no moon at this time, my sister wants to use this full moon to bless Sister Begonia." As he spoke, he raised his head and drank the wine.

I felt Jingyi's gentleness and thoughtfulness in my heart, and I actually comforted Begonia's thoughts with poetry.

I was distracted, and I suddenly heard Jinyan who was sitting on the other side of my hand calling me, and I looked down to see a leaf of Bilian holding a wine cup and floating gently in front of me.

So he smiled and flicked his sleeves to take the wine in his hand, and the fragrance of the wine had not been drunk, and his heart moved, and he said: "The willow spring breeze is March 3, and the bridge is painted with green grass." After a pair of swallows returned, the twelve red mansions rolled up the embroidered curtains. Begonia, you say, but? ”

Begonia looked up at me, and there was a faint starlight in her eyes.

Suddenly, I heard Bao Yuanlang say in a loud voice: "Such a beautiful scenery, although there is sorrow, but to ......be happy" Before the words fell, I saw him take the wine in his hand, get up and signal everyone to drink it all, and then chanted:

On March 3, the weather was new, and there were many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an.

The state is thick and true, and the texture is delicate and even.

Embroidered Luo clothes shine in the late spring, and the golden peacock and silver unicorn are worn.

There is nothing on the head, and the emerald leaves hang down the sideburns.

What can be seen behind the back, the beads press the waist and stand firmly.

On the Zhongyun curtain pepper house, the name of the great country Yu and Qin.

The peak of the purple camel comes out of the green cauldron, and the plate of the water spirit is lined with scales.

The rhinoceros has not been eaten for a long time, and the luan knife is hollow.

The yellow door does not move the dust, and the imperial kitchen sends eight treasures.

The drums and drums mourn and feel the ghosts and gods, and the guests are really important.

Later, the saddle horse He Qianxun patrolled, and when Xuan dismounted and entered Jinyin.

The snow fell on the white apples, and the blue bird flew to the red scarf.

The hot hand is extremely hot, so be careful not to get close to the prime minister.

Because of Haitang's sorrow and resentment, everyone sitting here was a little uncomfortable, but they didn't want to be swept away by Bao Yuan's "Beauty Walk", which was full of ridicule and jokes.

Jingyi blushed first, Jinyan pursed her lips and smiled, I glanced at him half happily and half shyly, and thought to myself: If he is not the Son of Heaven, maybe he is not serious!