Bao Yuan raised his eyes and looked at Li Yanniang, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes were full of reproach, Li Yanniang had to slow down her expression and look away when she saw this. Bao Yuan hugged Xuan Yu and smiled: "Okay! My Yu'er is very smart! At a young age, you can memorize so many "Thousand Character Texts", when Yu'er is older, my father will point you a good master, and you will be able to become a great tool in the future. As he spoke, he reached out to arm the child, only to make Xiao Xuanyu laugh.

"Father, I can sing too." Seeing this, Xuan Zhe was not to be outdone.

"Oh, then today's father and emperor will also take the test of the saint." Bao Yuan thought for a while and said: "Today, your imperial grandmother held a peony banquet, so we will take peony as the theme and write a poem by the saint." ”

Xuan Zhe got up, put his hands on his shoulders, paced and chanted:

Appreciating the peony a song Liu Yuxi

The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the hibiscus on the pond is pure and affectionate.

Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom.

"Good!" Bao Yuan took the lead in applauding and said, "Hahahaha, my two emperors are all good. "He looked very happy.

I quietly looked at Jingyi and Li Yanniang, Jingyi looked at the child and just pursed her lips and smiled, Li Yanniang thought that she was robbed of the limelight by Xuan Zhe and entered the table in a mockery.

After the meal, I had tea again. The chief supervisor of the internal supervision, Father-in-law Tian, came to pay tribute, and the ministers and scribes in Xuanhua Garden had arrived, waiting for the emperor and the queen mother to have a banquet. Everyone then took a chariot and often went away for a peony feast.

In Xuanhua Garden, the dragon leaps over the pond, the spring breeze blows, a hundred flowers bloom, but it can't compete with the peony of the garden, "the purple and red, the stamens are all put, staggered like brocade, dazzling like the glow, scorching like the competition of jade, brilliant like the five colors of the Xuan" fragrant attack. I followed behind Bao Yuan, only to feel in the sea of flowers, the peony in the garden with dew in the competition, the flower branches are high and low, there are ten double-opened, three yellow and white, four yellow and white, the rest of the dark red, light red, dark purple, light purple, light flower, giant yellow, white; positive halo, side halo, gold with edges, silver with edges; Pong branches, side fights, acacias, overlapping platforms, up to fifty leaves, seven or eight inches in diameter, there are hearts like broken gold, there are sandalwood hearts like ink...... Competing for beauty, the fragrance is miles away.

"Ministers see the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live." The scribes knelt down to take over.

Bao Yuan waved his hand and smiled: "Today, the peony in Xuanhua Garden is in full bloom, the Queen Mother will invite you to a banquet, and the monarch and ministers do not have to be formal when traveling together." ”

The Queen Mother said: "Today's banquet is monotonous to enjoy the flowers, and wait for the peony or spring as the theme, you can sing a good sentence, wouldn't it be better to have a peony poem!" ”

Everyone applauded when they heard this, and several well-known scribes were even more excited!

At first, Bao Yuan took me around among the close ministers and scribes, I never liked to socialize with people, and I was worried about the peony flower poems, so I found an opportunity to quit Bao Yuan, and pulled Ming'er to find a cool and secluded place, and sat down to ponder the poems.

"Sister wait for me, I'll go ask for some pen, ink and paper." Ming'er still calls me my sister when she carries people, I smile and nod to her, looking at the flowers in front of me and thinking bitterly.

The fragrance of flowers hits people, the spring breeze blows, and suddenly I see all kinds of butterflies playing with flowers and chasing fragrance, and I have a big heart for a while, and I hold a Luo fan, and I want to flutter the colorful butterflies. The butterfly is light and cunning, and the left and right are not able to do it, and the heart is not more energetic, but when I see the willow shade, there is an old man with a beard, and he caresses his beard and smiles and chants:

"It's not difficult to fly the moth in the cocoon, and there are flowers to pass by.

The wind sent each other away, but laughed at the spiders.

Ran Ran flicked the painting bar, and the beauty peeked again and again.

Don't bully the wings to fly short and long, and it is difficult to try to pounce between flowers.

"Hahaha, the little girl can't do this colorful butterfly, so she has the right to treat it as a good deed, and it's good to let him live." The white-haired old man was richly dressed, but he had an indescribable dusty bearing all over his body.

Seeing his kind eyebrows and listening to his hearty laughter, my originally unhappy mood also improved, and I smiled and said: "Grandpa, you are here to purify all sentient beings!" ”

"All beings are equal, and butterflies are no exception! Although I don't dare to say that I am a universal being, it is also good to have a good relationship. The old man said with a smile.

"That old man and this bow must be a good fate, but I don't know how this butterfly will thank you for saving your life today?" I felt that he was kind, so I deliberately didn't have anything to say.

"Cause and effect are natural, and fate ...... Hehehe. ”

"When I first saw the old man, I felt kind, not a little woman is also a butterfly released by the old man in the past, hehehehe...... "It's been a long time since I have spoken to people like this freely, and I also talk nonsense casually."

"Hey, little girl...... Hahaha...... "The old man smiled more and more when I said it.

"Today, I followed the heart of the old grandfather Bodhisattva, and Rui'er also had a good relationship with the bow, and I would like to thank the old man for lighting it." I smiled and blessed him, with the look of a child.

"The children can be taught, the children can be taught, hahaha......" The old man laughed loudly, his expression was happy, and he looked like an old fairy with his eyebrows and eyes.

"See Mrs. Hua Rui, see Lord Zhao." Liang Shouzhen held the tea fruit, followed by Ming'er who took the pen, ink and paper.

"Madame Blossom?! Oh ha, it turns out that the little girl is the beautiful woman that Chang'er misses, the old minister is clumsy, the old minister is clumsy! Minister Zhao Jiliang saw ......" The old man smiled and bowed to me.

"It turned out to be the father! Father, there is no need to be formal. I hurriedly reached out to him.