There were not many guests invited by the three princesses and concubines, but they were all delicate and expensive court wives. The master was afraid that the weather was cold and the wind was urgent, and the people had already erected a circle of plain white satin enclosures along the plum garden, and even the sky was shrouded in sky blue satin, and the nominee buds of a garden were circled in it several times, and a lot of blazing charcoal stoves were born, cooking tea and wine, the heat was thick, and the aroma was becoming more and more intense.

In the garden, there are a few root carving eight immortal tables scattered around, with the same root carving round stool of Wolong, which contrasts with the branches of the plum tree. The table was full of all kinds of fruits and pastries, and the guests were free to shuttle, eat and talk.

Noya felt staggered, although it was true that the third princess was the daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan, but she was a little distressed to be such a luxurious person. Moreover, this ice sculpture is also full of plum blossoms, and I don't know if I can withstand such a hot and cold change, I am afraid that if I suddenly see a cold wind tomorrow, I will wither the fragrance.

Qin Darling and An Ruoxi both have acquaintances, as soon as they entered the garden, An Ruoxi was pulled away by several women, leaving Qin Darling, Nuoya thought that she would repeat her old tricks again, and abandoned herself, leaving her alone to be embarrassed here. Who thought that she was unusual, declined other people's invitations, and followed Noah step by step.

finally sent away Baili Jiu, but I didn't expect Qin Darling to be like this, like a maggot on the tarsal bone, like a shadow, if he couldn't get rid of it, how could he have the opportunity to talk to the third princess?

Noya had a headache, she had no interest in appreciating flowers in the first place, and she was even more disgusted with those vassals and elegant poems, and the only thing she was interested in was the delicacies and wine on the table of the Eight Immortals.

There is really a delicious plum brew in the wine, which smells sweet and silky, and has a unique fruity fragrance. Moreover, the sugar of the plum neutralizes the spiciness, the entrance is sweet, slightly sour, with the mellow aroma of wine, Noya can't help but drink a few more glasses.

Qin Darling followed her, because she had suffered a drunken loss, so she was extra cautious, seeing that Nuoya was intoxicated and drunk, but she didn't dare to touch it again.

Noah shook the glass in her hand at her, slightly defiant. Qin Bao'er turned around and poured the hot tea, took small sips, salivated very much, but only endured it desperately.

I don't know which tendon is wrong with her today, obviously she is disgusted by Lin Nuoya, but she doesn't move half a step in her footsteps, staring at it with her eyes, like a thief.

When the wine was drunk, groups of women around them chatted happily, their eyebrows fluttering, laughing and angry, which made the two of them a little embarrassed.

There is a saying: there is plum without snow and no spirit, and there is snow without poetry and vulgarity.

On a whim, the women who talked about poetry and fu, and they didn't know who had the idea, so they asked for pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and improvised poems with brocade enclosures as paper and plum blossoms as the theme.

Some people also suggested that it would be better to use rouge or cinnabar to paint on top of brocade to make the painting and the scenery one.

This proposal was immediately echoed by everyone, and they all showed their skills and had the idea of competing up and down. For a time, the red plum blossoms on the brocade bloomed proudly, with different shapes and unique charm.

An Ruoxi is known as the "talented woman in Beijing", and she naturally can't shirk it on such an occasion, and she groans slightly, dips in ink, lifts the pen, sinks her wrists, and does it in one go, with good poetry and painting, which suppresses the limelight of everyone in front of her.

Everyone applauded and praised, An Ruoxi took the pen, and was humble, but there was inevitably a look of self-satisfaction on her face.

Someone was not convinced, and mocked her with sourness: "I heard that the ninth master only loves looks and not talents, but it's a pity that Mrs. An is talented, so she can only be a lonely person to appreciate herself." ”

Everyone present heard it clearly, and their hearts were the same as Spiegel, what they said inevitably meant to ridicule An Ruoxi's appearance was not as good as Lin Nuoya, and also ridiculed Baili Jiu's lustful nature, everyone was silent, and the scene was cold for a while.

There are also many people who know Lin Nuoya, and their eyes can't help but look in her direction, whispering disdainfully.

An Ruoxi couldn't get off the stage for a while, her face was red and her ears were red, so she was not embarrassed.

"You say this, but you only know one and I don't know the other, that Aunt Lin is the master who came out of the Linlang Pavilion, but all those who have the surname 'Lin' in front of them are all girls who were tuned and taught by the old bustard, even if they are not talented and talented, there must be hooking kung fu under their hands, otherwise how can they win the favor of the ninth master and the second prince?"

A woman in green beside An Ruoxi immediately retorted, and her words became more bitter and mean, without any morality. It should be someone who is familiar with An Ruoxi, and he is upset for her.

An Ruoxi tugged on her sleeve twice, wanting to interrupt her, but she became more and more angry.

"Hmph, this is my sister-in-law helping my sister-in-law come out!" Qin Darling on the side muttered in a low voice, fanning the flames: "Help is also help, what's the matter of belittling others around the corner?" Let outsiders see the joke of our Baili Mansion. ”

Noah has something on his mind, and it is a big deal, so he doesn't care about it, and lets a few long-tongued women talk nonsense there, and he bows his head and drinks by himself, and no longer drinks low, and the wine is dry, and the more he drinks, the more addicted he becomes, and he is particularly bold.

"My sister is so powerful, just listen to a few of them talking nonsense here, you also show your hand, give a few of them a little color." The third princess glanced at Noya.

Noya put down the cup in his hand, held the wine jug, staggered to the table of the Eight Immortals where the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed, smiled at the women around him, and then picked up the freshly ground Huizhou ink on the table, turned around, and caught people off guard, and the ink splashed on a blank brocade behind him.

Immediately, the ink platform also came out of his hand!

The brocade is no better than cotton, and it does not absorb much water, and the ink splashes on it, and it winds down downward. The flying ink table hits the brocade, and the downward flow of ink splashes again, splashing again into new twists and turns.

Noah put her ten fingers into the rouge and cinnabar palette, turned around, and dotted the ink at will, full of red plums.

"Wonderful!" Some people can't help but sigh: "This kind of painting, the technique is novel and unique, especially the plum branch is unique, showing the state of the coiled dragon, without any artificiality, without any traces of artificial carving." ”

"The fly in the ointment is that the color can't be too dark and too monotonous." Someone immediately gave a pertinent review.

Noah smiled silently, raised her head and took a sip of wine, not swallowing, but spraying it on the brocade.

The ink color is moist, and immediately the deep and shallow smudge out, the middle color of the branches is thick and the sides are light, the three-dimensional effect is suddenly highlighted, the flowers are layered on top of each other, it is a red plum tree in the near distance, but it is a dark fragrance in the courtyard from a distance.

Although the depiction technique is clumsy, and the effect of spraying will eventually have flaws, the shade is appropriate, and it can be integrated with the colors of the garden and complement each other.

Noya was satisfied with grabbing a brush, groaning slightly, splashing ink and scribbling a limerick poem:

Idle to watch the ice bones stain the glow,

Got a thin plum branch.

But there is rouge to add to the country's color,

Transcribe the fat fragrance and chase the elegance.

After finishing it in one go, he was still unsatisfied, he clenched his fist with his hand, rubbed the heel of the fist on the inkstone, turned around and pressed a few small footprints on the canvas, and dipped his fingers in ink, and lightly lit five small foot beans.

The footprints also have obvious fingerprints, which are vivid, as if there are footprints made by a naughty child who is learning to walk on the canvas.

After having fun, Nuoya wiped her hands on the front of her clothes twice, smiled "hehe", and said arrogantly to the woman in green beside An Ruoxi: "Talk about it, please smile." ”

The woman in green pursed her lips in embarrassment, secretly regretting that she had been stoned and shot in her foot, giving her such a chance to be in the limelight.

Noya's clothes originally had ink splashes when they were splashed, and now they were smeared with rouge and cinnabar, which looked quite eye-catching and a mess.

The third princess stepped forward with a wry smile and pulled her hand: "This is too much wine, I forgot to tell you that this wine is very energetic." It's really indecent to see this ink, so go back to the room with me and change into my clothes for the time being. ”

Noya couldn't ask for it, and after her, Qin Darling also caught up with her.

The third princess turned around and waved her hand and said, "I ordered someone to change her clothes, and let her drink a bowl of sobering soup, rest for a while, you just have fun, and entertain the guests on behalf of your sister-in-law." ”

Qin Bao'er hesitated a little, thinking that it was indeed inappropriate for her to chase her resting place, and it happened that someone called her from afar, so she stopped, said politely, and turned around.

There are still people behind him who are pointing out Noya's improvised works, and there are many discussions, all of which are said to be ingenious, even the limerick although there is no talent, but it is easy to come and rhyme neatly, and the pride is suddenly revealed.

A four- or five-year-old drooping baby also followed her example, clenching her fist to dip ink in the inkstone, but was stopped by the adults in a panic. The doll was distracted from it before, and then it was diverted, pointing to Noya's poem, and chanting in a milky voice: "It's so idle that the egg hurts, it seems that there is a sick ......"

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and when they looked at Noya's words, it was a double hidden poem, and the first two words were read continuously, which was not a swear word. Looking at the woman in green, she laughed.

Noah smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a pot of plum brew from the side, raised his head and drank it all, raised his hand and threw the wine pot into the distance, landing and blooming.

The third princess was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed, she couldn't help but dare to laugh out loud, her shoulders trembled, it was not hard.

After leaving the plum garden and staying away from everyone, the three princesses couldn't help it, burst out laughing, and covered their stomachs with joy.

"You, you, you're still old-tempered, don't change at all, play tricks on people like this, and see how you explain to Mrs. An when you go home."

Noya's heart tightened, no longer drunk before, she grabbed the hand of the third princess, looked around left and right, and saw that there was a girl following behind her, she was afraid in her heart, and stopped talking, but she couldn't help but speed up her pace.

The third princess barely held back a laugh, pulled her, and went straight along the path to an independent courtyard, pushed the door in, and told the girl to go to her room to get a set of new clothes that fit her, and then go to the kitchen to pass a bowl of sobering soup.

The girl took the order, the third princess covered the door, closed the door tightly with a bolt, and then turned around and looked at Nuoya, her red lips moved, tears flashed in her eyes, she was choked up first, and she barely squeezed out a sentence from her throat: "Sister, I think about my sister so hard!" ”