The bottom of the pond is paved with coral gemstones, and under the embellishment of various colored gemstones, it is painted with danqing and decorated with gold and silver, which is extremely rich and elegant.

The drip of the master of the poetry banquet was erected on the edge of the high platform, and a drop of water fell into the pool from the drop, and there was a heavy sound, and the ripples spread out in a circle, and the gems under it diffused with a moist light, and gradually spread out in the ripples, which was a particularly beautiful scene.

There were thirty-six people in a round of poetry banquets, and after one round of dripping, the gray-clothed female official took away the poems of the sons and ladies of the family and replaced them with the next round.

The first round was soon over, and the new thirty-six people went up, and the gray-clothed female officer presented the poem upstairs.

Xue Fuyun's eyes followed the gray-clothed female official to the second floor, and with the shadow, Xue Lingji saw the figure of the Empress Dowager Shengde, in addition to her noble status, she looked no different from an ordinary noble old lady.

Just as she wanted to look away, she suddenly looked through the curtain in front of the Queen Mother's hand covering her mouth, and her body trembled a few times.

Xue Fuyun couldn't help asking: "Is there something wrong with the old lady of the Queen Mother?" “

The lord of Yuyang is a side branch of the Zong family, and Pei Cangwu is the grandson of the Empress Dowager Shengde, and he also goes to the palace to congratulate the Empress Dowager during the New Year's holidays, and he understands the situation better.

Pei Cangwu raised his eyebrows: "The old man is sick, her heart is weak, and she doesn't like to drink medicine, and she is the happiest thing to travel to Shenglou every year, so she didn't even bring the imperial doctor when she came out, so she didn't cough up a little again." ”

Xue Fuyun looked back at the high platform again, the second round of poetry banquet had already started, and he looked to the side at the rest place next to him, which was specially reserved for the children of the poetry banquet competition, but Xue Lingji, who was supposed to be there, was not there.

Not only that, but Shen Ci is not here!

Presumably, the two of them took advantage of everyone's attention at the poetry banquet, and they must have secretly gone out to fool around, and they dared to be so bold at this time.

Xue Fuyun touched her chin, now there is a good show, she was still thinking about how to expose the affairs of the two to Xue Xiang in public, but she didn't expect the opportunity to be posted in front of her, it would be stupid not to catch it!

Huasheng's heart began to float after watching it for a long time, this round after round, when will it be the head.

He is a small general, and he is a professional who dances with knives and sticks, and plays with guns and swords. He originally went to the barracks when he didn't like to read and write, and letting him watch a bunch of people write some sour sentences on it was simply the most lasting torture from his heart.

So Hua Sheng made a wise decision: "Brother, I'm going to play by myself, you cover me here, my grandfather asked, and said I ......"

"Let's just say you went to the toilet."

Pei Cangwu made up all the reasons for Hua Sheng, and it seems that he has covered it up for him since he was a child.

Hua Sheng expressed his please: "People who read a lot of books think that the reason is chic. ”

patted him on the shoulder very lovingly, and when he saw General Hua, his grandfather didn't pay attention to himself at all, the cat bent down, and he said hello: "I'm leaving." ”

Xue Fuyun was still thinking about when she would participate in an event that would lead her, and she didn't have the confidence to compare herself with someone who had taught her master since she was a child.

Music and dance require many years of basic skills, this body grew up in the countryside since childhood, climbing over the wall and climbing trees is a must, music and dance this soft thing, she can't win.

No matter how you think about it, it's better to ride and shoot at what you're good at.

Just as he was thinking about it, Gong E's panicked shout suddenly came from the second floor: "Come on, the Queen Mother has fainted!" ”