The regent brushed his sleeves away, and Chu Zhixia sat alone at the table for a while, the tip of his tongue tingling. Mrs. Ye walked in with a skirt, looked at her with the tenderness and love of a female elder, and asked her intimately if she wanted to add some tea.

There was a kind of banter in Mrs. Ye's eyes.

"It's not appropriate for me to sit here," Chu Shixia came back to his senses and said with a smile, "Is there a place for me below?" ”

Mrs. Ye was stunned, of course it was impossible to say no, and ordered the maid to lead Chu Zhixia to sit among the daughters of the boudoir pavilion.

The charcoal fire on the mat was very warm, and the young and delicate girls wore very light skirts, full of patterns, and walked on tiptoe as light as butterflies. Girls who knew each other got together, chatting in twos and threes, and secretly looking at people they didn't know from time to time.

As soon as Chu Shixia walked in, there was a moment of silence on the table.

Chu Zhixia didn't know anyone, and sat on the empty seat by himself. She didn't care at all about the crowding or inquiring gazes of others, and pondered the purpose of the regent—of course he couldn't be idle and have nothing to do with Chu Shixia. Although this act of sowing discord is obvious, it is indeed useful, at least Chu Zhixia couldn't suppress the anger surging in his heart for a moment.

After calming down, Chu Zhixia quickly figured it out.

She made a big splash in martial arts, and the Chen family's plan to join Yu Linwei was in vain, and the prince naturally expelled the Chen family around the third prince.

The regent mistakenly thought that Chu Zhixia was someone close to the prince.

This misunderstanding came at the right time.

Chu Zhixia silently took a sip of tea, thinking to himself, this ancestor and grandson are the most combative.

There was a sudden commotion on the table, and the girls unconsciously arranged their skirts and hair, concave them at the best angle. Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls are just a good age, each with their own beauty, Chu Shixia was almost dazzled.

She looked up and saw three people standing in the snow.

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Bai Huan bore the brunt of the attack, wearing a dark blue coat over the moon-white brocade robe, with a tall figure and a straight back, quite like a Zhilan jade tree. He played with a jade wrench in his hand, and said something to the people around him with a gentle expression, and the corners of his lips showed a natural smile.

Bai Ziche stood next to Bai Ziche half a step behind, bowing his head slightly, humble but not humble. He was wearing a blue-gray robe, with salt-like snowflakes falling on him, and his eyelashes were full of condensed ice crystals, and his posture was delicate and graceful.

The third prince looked impatient, and when he heard Bai Huan talking to Bai Ziche, his face was wrinkled with displeasure, and he interrupted from time to time, and was beaten on his forehead by Bai Huan's curled fingers.

The three of them were attracted by the movement on the female guest's table, and they all looked over in unison, and their eyes fell on Chu Zhixia behind the crowd.

Chu Zhixia raised his teacup and gestured to them.

The third prince was like being beaten with chicken blood, and he was about to rush over when he raised his feet, but was caught by Bai Huan by the collar.

"What did you promise me before you came out?" Bai Huan asked without warning.

When the third prince saw Chu Zhixia, he remembered the fifteen canes, and the flesh that had just grown back on his buttocks ached faintly, and he hated the roots of his teeth. But as soon as Bai Huan's voice came out, even if he had fire, he couldn't make it, so he could only swallow his anger.

"Never be arrogant and cause trouble." The third prince said aggrievedly.

"It's good to know." Bai Huan said indifferently, "It's a female guest seat over there, what did you do in the past?" I don't know the number of etiquette. ”

Chu Zhixia smiled at them.

The fire that the third prince had just suppressed jumped up again.

"After the year, the lecture hall will be opened." Bai Ziche interjected at the right time, "Is the third brother's companion optional?" ”

"What's the matter with you?" The third prince said angrily.

"If you don't want to go out, go back to the East Palace." Bai Huan said coldly.

The third prince resolutely shut up and said patiently: "It was all chosen by the imperial brother." ”

"Zi Che lives in a simple place, and he is not familiar with the children of the military family. On the day of the martial arts exercise, is there anything that can be seen? Bai Huan asked with a caring gesture of brother.

"I haven't chosen it yet, I look better than me." Bai Ziche smiled slightly, "I think that Sun Yan who was selected into Yulinwei is very good, but he hasn't made a decision yet." ”

There is a point in choosing a companion to read. If it was just to accompany the prince to study, there would be no need to go to such great lengths. In the final analysis, this is a good opportunity for the princes to cultivate their henchmen and win over the courtiers of the family.

Bai Ziche was so honest, and only said Sun Yan's name, without the scheming appearance of the city government, thinking that he was stupid in the painting academy, and he didn't know the secret. Bai Huan sighed slightly in his heart, and there was a hint of happiness.

Even if the emperor prefers Bai Ziche more now, what about it?

"There are also benefits to having a low background." Bai Huan smiled and said, "Let's choose slowly." ”

Bai Ziche smiled calmly and nodded yes under the gaze of the third prince who swore to cut him with a thousand knives.

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The feast began, but few people were focused on eating.

Chu Zhixia is one of the few people, sitting in his position to eat steadily, and holding several chopsticks to roast mutton, which attracted frequent sideways glances from the people around him. Chu Zhi Xia An was so suing, he was annoyed by it, so he looked back with a smile, laughing so much that people's scalps were numb, and they didn't dare to look at her more.

The ladies of the Ye family were chatting and laughing during the banquet, and from time to time they brought Chu Zhixia a sentence, so as not to snub her, and they were very knowledgeable about human feelings.

Chu Zhixia pricked up his ears to listen while eating.

"This begonia has been planted in my yard for decades, and there has never been such a spectacle." The second lady of the Ye family said softly, "On the night three days ago, when the next person was patrolling the night, I saw that the begonias in this yard were all blooming, and I thought it was my own dream." ”

"Begonia flowers bloom out of season, what is this sign?" Someone asked curiously.

"What is not an omen, my father does not believe in ghosts and gods." Miss Ye Er said with a smile, "It's just a wonder, invite all the sisters to come and see a new one." ”

A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Chu Zhixia's mouth.

Begonias are planted in the courtyard of the Ye family, the walls are high and the yard is deep, not to mention the winter flowering, even if a fairy comes, as long as the Ye family doesn't want people to know, it won't spread all over the streets and alleys.

What tricks does the Ye family play? Chu Zhixia was suspicious, the prince looked at a fiancée candidate, as for such a big effort? Even if the emperor is unreasonable, he won't let his son marry a daughter-in-law, right?

"Good snow and good times, Ruixue Mega Year, don't talk about this." Miss Ye Er raised her hand and called the maid to hold the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "I have long been itchy and unbearable, why don't I borrow the beauty of heaven and use this begonia as the theme, how about a poem?" ”

The maid said sensibly, "That's what the men's seat has in mind." ”

This is where the main event begins.

Chu Zhixia knows this kind of twists and turns, if the two men and women are in love, and Lang has the intention of having a concubine, he uses this occasion to reconcile with poetry, and secretly shows that he has a heart, and then it is logical and a good story to make a marriage contract.

It's just that I don't know who Bai Huan has a crush on, and he wants to ask for marriage so roundaboutly.

Chu Zhixia has read the poems and songs of the literary masters of the previous dynasties, and has also read the pen and ink of contemporary writers, and has barely cultivated a little taste, but he is not sensitive to writing poems.

She was waiting to see the excitement, but who expected that Miss Ye Er's eyes were rolling, pinching the rabbit pen and handing it to her, looking at her with a smile.

"I don't have to," Chu Shixia refused, "I don't know how to write and ink." ”

"It's just a joke," Miss Ye Er said softly and unrefusably, "Isn't Miss Chu disdainful of meeting friends with us and others?" ”

Chu Zhixia only said that this Ye family has more eyes than the other, like a hornet's nest. She sighed slightly, "How dare you." Then Mo Xue will be ugly. ”

Every lady on the table had a pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of them, and they all thought hard about how to show their talents. Outside, the snow was piled up on top of each other, as if it would never end, and the charcoal fire in the middle of the banquet made a slight explosion.

Chu Zhixia was filled with the fragrance of mutton, and it took only three breaths to concentrate on the pen, and then he confidently put down the pen.

The girl sitting next to Chu Zhixia felt pressured and secretly went to look at her paper. I saw Chu Zhixia's pen walking dragons and snakes, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing - he painted a picture, and the dotted ink was filled with clusters of flowers, and there were many figures under the high wall.

The painting skills cannot be said to be superb, but can only be said to be average, even a little sloppy.

The girl couldn't help but laugh.

Chu Zhixia calmly threw the painting on the plate held by the maid, and did not even lose a name.

Miss Ye Er's calculation fell through, and she had a slight whisper in her heart, but she couldn't say anything. She only said that Chu Zhixia was vulgar and unliterate, but she relied on the military exploits of the Chu family to run rampant in the imperial capital, and she still wanted to be a guest in the Ye family, and she looked down on her heart. I wanted to use this to make Chu Zhixia ugly, and express the malice in his heart, but he punched him empty.

"On the male side, His Royal Highness also painted a picture." The quick-talking maid said.

"How can I compare with the Fourth Highness," Chu Shixia said with a smile, "It's just a little fun for you." ”

The girls' poems were written one after another, and the maid copied a copy and sent it to the men's table, and Miss Ye Er personally recited it for everyone. The nobles of the imperial capital have been familiar with poetry and books since they were children, and even if they are stupid, they will not have any ink in their chests. Even those folk women from ordinary backgrounds are quite talented.

"Zhu Men sighed and cried, and Jin Zhi did not pity the frozen bones."

This is very good, and this is very fierce.

The intent of killing penetrates the back of the paper, which makes people feel cold.

Rao is Chu Zhixia couldn't help but raise his head when he heard it.

"Miss Huo lives up to the name of a talented woman, but she scolded us rich idlers." Miss Ye Er's face stiffened for a moment, and she smiled and interrupted to bring the topic over.

Chu Shixia followed everyone's colorful gaze and saw a woman in white sitting alone outside the crowd, drinking tea silently, facing the steps handed by Miss Ye Er. She is not stunning, and her face is even dull, but she has a different kind of awe-inspiring beauty.

There is no wealthy family surnamed Huo in the imperial capital, and Chu Shixia has never heard of the reputation of this talented woman.

"Is it the Huo family in Jiangnan?"

"So arrogant, which Huo family can it be?"

"Looking at the dustless appearance under her eyes, even if her father is well-known in Jiangnan, isn't he also an idle person in the wilderness?"

Chu Zhixia suddenly remembered.

The Huo family in Jiangnan has three heads in one generation, none of which are in a high position. If the Huo family participates in the scientific expedition, this year's Spring Festival will not be another surname. But the Huo family has no official luck, and the three people who were admitted to the Jinshi in this generation all left shortly after taking office.

Although it is famous, no one lives in the temple. The people in the opposition of the Huo family are more or less famous among the people.

When Chu Zhixia was a child, he was pressed to copy the green words of Huo Jian'an, the head of the Huo family, and he was dizzy and dizzy, and he once hated the surname Huo.

"Miss Ye Er praised it falsely." The girl said coldly, "The people of Wenqing's countryside are not used to the prosperity of this imperial capital. It's just that the Ye family holds a poetry meeting with lanterns, and the soles of the beggars' feet on the roadside are layer by layer of chilblains, and they don't want to solve it. ”

No matter how beautiful Miss Ye Er's smile is, she can't hang it anymore.

"I also saw the begonias, and I also ate the banquet, thank you Miss Ye for your hospitality." Huo Wenqing got up and said, "Farewell." ”

"Whew"