Chapter 279: I won’t be jealous of ants
Soon, three lively girls emerged from the apricot blossom forest.
Su Zhizhi came over and picked up the kite: "It's okay, it's not broken, I can still fly it."
Yuan Caiwei saw the people in the pavilion and recognized Murong Wan and Zhao Mo.
Zhao Mo came out and said, "Sister Yuan, it turns out you were flying kites."
Murong Wan was surprised when she saw the kite.
How could someone actually fly a kite today?
When flying a kite, you have to run and walk fast, which will make your skirt, hair, and headdress messy. It will look even worse if you sweat.
What girl would make a fool of herself today? Didn't her family teach her that?
When I saw Yuan Caiwei, I understood.
No wonder General Yuan’s daughter went to study at a martial arts school.
Yuan Caiwei didn't notice Murong Wan's scrutiny and was introducing them to Zhao Mo and Qi Yun:
"This is Zhizhi, the first female student in our martial arts school, and this is Qingning, Zhizhi's cousin."
Su Zhizhi praised Zhao Mo, "The apricot blossoms in your house are so beautiful. They are more numerous and more beautiful than the ones I saw when I went horseback riding outside Beijing last time."
Zhao Mo smiled: "This apricot blossom forest was built by my great-grandfather and has been maintained in our mansion for many years."
Zhao Mo introduced other girls to Su Zhizhi and Gu Qingning. When she introduced Murong Wan, she just nodded slightly, obviously not wanting to talk.
As soon as Murong Wan heard Su Zhizhi's name, she knew who she was.
Of course, she had heard about Su Zhizhi's heroic deeds of fighting a tiger, and she had also heard that her father Hao Ren had been given a low-ranking official position, but this did not change the fact that Su Zhizhi came from a merchant family, and her hometown was in the remote Lingnan.
Murong Wan was no longer surprised that Qi Yun could come to the Apricot Blossom Banquet, because even a merchant's daughter like Su Zhizhi could come!
Are the Duke and Duchess of Ming getting senile and confused?
Qi Yun, who had blushed with embarrassment before, felt a little better when she saw Yuan Caiwei and Su Zhizhi:
"I heard my brother talk about the martial arts school at home. I heard that your kung fu is very powerful. And you are also very good-looking."
Everyone sitting in the pavilion saw Su Zhizhi at a glance.
She wore no makeup, and her hair ornaments and clothes were simple, but her smiling eyes were filled with ripples, reflecting the splendor and soft light of spring.
It’s really beautiful.
Qi Yun looked at Su Zhizhi and said enviously, "I wish I could be as beautiful as you guys."
Her nose is a little big and round, like a carrot head.
Every time she looked in the mirror, she stared at her nose for a long time, thinking how stupid and ugly it was.
But when she first saw Su Zhizhi's nose, she thought it was very beautiful and delicate.
Su Zhizhi put down the kite, looked at Qi Yun seriously and said:
"My mother said that there is no ugly teenage girl. If you think you are not pretty, it must be because you haven't discovered your beauty yet."
Yuan Caiwei also said: "I think your nose is very cute, like a cherry."
Qi Yun lowered her head again and blushed.
This time it's not embarrassment, it's shyness.
Murong Wan listened to their words and thought they were just polite talk.
If it doesn’t look good, it just doesn’t look good. Can’t you see that?
But to be fair, Murong Wan also thinks Su Zhizhi is playful and pretty.
But Murong Wan was not jealous, because a soaring swan would not be jealous of an ant on the ground.
There is a huge gap between their identities, and they cannot be compared at all.
Gu Qingning sat next to Su Zhizhi without saying a word, but she kept glancing at the elegantly dressed young ladies from aristocratic families from the corner of her eyes.
She really had her eyes opened today.
She met the real noble ladies in Chang'an City, who were completely different from those pretentious ladies in Lingnan.
The ladies here don't laugh so hard that they fall forward or backward, nor do they hunch their backs.
They have slender and straight figures, their skirts are not stained by dust, and their sleeves do not expose their wrists; when they walk, their skirts do not spread out, and their hairpins do not shake; they do not show their teeth when they smile, and their expressions do not show anger.
The noble ladies here would not wear their heads full of bulky and tacky gold jewelry.
They have mutton-fat jade on their waists and pearls and gemstones on their heads. The styles are exquisite and unique. The pearl flowers on each person's head are different in style and there is no duplication.
Gu Qingning still sat quietly, but followed others' example by straightening her back and folding her hands on her knees.
She was very thankful that before she went out this morning, her sister-in-law asked her to wear a thick gold bracelet to show off her appearance, but she was in a hurry and didn't wear it.
At this time, several maids came to ask:
"Our old lady said that the scenery today is very beautiful. If you ladies are interested, you can go to Wangshu Pavilion and paint a picture of spring apricot blossoms."
Everyone looked as if they had expected this.
I knew there would be something like this, and everyone would have to show off their talents.
Yuan Caiwei only knew how to draw the topographic map she had learned in Dr. Xiong's class, so she asked Gu Qingning and Su Zhizhi:
"Do you want to go paint?"
Gu Qingning looked at Su Zhizhi.
Su Zhizhi finished the apricot blossom cake in her hand and was eager to try:
"Go ahead. I've loved painting since I was a kid."
…
While the female guests were playing the piano, painting and chatting, the male guests were also having a great time.
There is a pond on their side, and a winding stream flows out of the pond, passing through a pavilion called "Liushang".
The men placed their wine glasses on the water and watched them float down the stream. Whoever the glasses floated to would recite a poem.
Hao Ren was also among them and had been playing for quite a while.
Everyone knew that Hao Ren was from Lingnan countryside, so when they saw him, they deliberately and enthusiastically invited him to come over and play with them.
He appears enthusiastic on the surface, but in his heart he is just waiting for the show.
They all knew that Hao Ren was from the countryside of Lingnan. Although he had been very good at serving the emperor in recent years, he would definitely make a fool of himself if he encountered such a refined matter.
However, Hao Ren played several rounds without making a fool of himself.
They had many tricks up their sleeves, including drinking games, riddles, and wine-swilling games, and Hao Ren could barely keep up.
Although Hao Ren's answers were not outstanding and consisted of some very ordinary and simple sentences, they had already exceeded many people's expectations.
Moreover, Hao Ren seemed to know a little bit about everything. It was very comfortable to talk to him and it was not boring at all.
They could only sigh that it seemed that people who were smart in business would not be too stupid in other aspects.
The best player on the field was Prince Gong Murong Xun.
He was fond of and good at these things when he was young and before he got married. He could not write serious articles, but he could come up with words at the dinner table easily.
Murong Xun has been drinking outside the mansion all these years, and the things he does outside are nothing more than these tricks.
An acquaintance deliberately jokingly gave Murong Xun a difficult question. When it was almost Murong Xun's turn, he changed the topic and suggested a word-breaking game:
“The character for ‘pin’ has three ‘口’s, and the character for ‘shuiyou’ has three ‘口’s, which form ‘酒’. ‘口口口’, I urge you to drink another glass of wine.”①
"Prince Gong is next. Come!"
Murong Xun stood up and without thinking, he continued:
“The character for ‘hong’ has three ‘cars’, and the character for ‘yu’ forms a slant. Car, car, car, the stone path slopes up the cold mountain in the distance.”
Everyone cheered loudly:
"Prince Gong is still as charming as ever at the dinner table..."
"Don't forget, when we were young, Prince Gong attracted many beautiful women. Good relationships are hard to break, hahaha..."
Murong Xun's smile became a little stiffer.
Amidst the compliments and laughter, Hao Ren, who was silent, clenched his wine glass tightly and lowered his head to drink half of it.
The old Duke came over with a smile:
"Are you in the mood to paint a picture?"
Someone laughed and said, "We are all married, so we won't paint anymore. Let those unmarried young men paint."
Older people know why this painting is done.
After the man and woman have finished painting, the servants of the Duke's Mansion will exchange the scrolls and move them to the other side for display.
If you see a painting you like, pay attention to who painted it; it might lead to a good story.
The old Duke said: "Okay, okay, if you don't paint, then you must show up for the review later."
Murong Xun and others continued to play drinking games.
During this period, positions were changed several times due to games.
Murong Xun happened to sit with Hao Ren.
Murong Xun thought that Hao Ren only had one daughter, so he asked:
"Master Hao brought his daughter here today?"
Hao Ren: "My wife and daughter are here."
Murong Xun nodded. "If I remember correctly, your daughter is the same age as my two children. Time flies, and the children have grown up in the blink of an eye. It's time to discuss marriage."
Murong Xun sighed.
But Hao Ren didn't agree, and said without any emotion:
"I think my daughter is still young, so I don't plan to discuss marriage yet."
Murong Xun shook his head, thinking that Hao Ren still didn't understand the practices of the noble circles in Beijing.
If you don't arrange a marriage early, the outstanding men and women will be engaged to other families.
Murong Xun felt that it was impossible to explain this to Hao Ren, so he didn't say any more.
He saw from afar the backs of his son Murong Ming and He Wenhan going to paint together, and felt a little relieved.
Once he gets engaged, maybe this bastard son will become more stable.
far away.
The wind blew in from among the apricot blossoms, and a few pink and white petals flew in and slowly fell down.
Murong Ming and He Wenhan crushed the petals on the ground and walked into a small pavilion.
He Wenhan is fourteen years old now. He has grown a lot taller and looks a bit like an adult.
The thirteen-year-old Murong Ming was much shorter, as if it was not yet time for him to grow taller.
Although they are a few years older, their personalities have not improved.
Murong Ming and He Wenhan occupied a small pavilion alone to paint.
The two were "plotting" again.
Murong Ming held up a pen and asked, "Are you sure Su Zhizhi is here today?"
He Wenhan affirmed: "That's absolutely right. I saw them all come together. Yuan Caiwei was here too."
Murong Ming snorted, "A tigress is here to discuss marriage? Let's teach her a lesson."
He Wenhan was a little scared: "But didn't we agree not to mess with her?"
"That's something you can't mess with in front of others, as long as no one else knows about it!"
Murong Ming gritted his teeth at the thought.
In the martial arts hall, everyone protected Su Zhizhi. If he provoked Su Zhizhi, not only would Zhou Jijiu cause trouble for him, but Su Zhizhi and Yuan Caiwei could also take the opportunity of sparring in class to beat them up.
Over the past three years, he had "endured humiliation" in the martial arts school and had finally mastered some kung fu, but was still beaten out by Su Zhizhi and Yuan Caiwei.
People say Su Zhizhi is pretty, but Murong Ming always thinks Su Zhizhi looks fierce.
Su Zhizhi is so popular in the martial arts hall, let’s embarrass her today!
"We don't write our names when we paint. Who would know it was us?"
"Tigress wants to discuss marriage? Let her lose face today. She'll never get married and will be a maid forever!"
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