Chapter 8 Feiying Feast (Part 1)

The sun shines on the two handsome banana trees in the Seihu Temple, and the green leaves seem to be embedded with gold edges.Ye'er was automatically trembling and seemed to be amused by the girls' cuteness.

Miss, please don’t be so old!

Miss, this beard is so ugly, can you please Ah!

Don’t move, don’t move!

Mingyue shouted with a delicate voice, pressing Bibo, and the pen in her hand was stained with the adjusted pigment. On Bibo's face, which had changed, she outlined wrinkles carefully, stroke by stroke, and stroke, which was more careful than copying the window book.

After finally drawing the wrinkles, I pressed the blue waves to sort out the two small beards, one by one, and strive to be natural.

Silly girl, if you don’t draw you older, if someone has a good look, ask my father for you, tell me, should my father give you better or not!

Mingyue teased Bibo with a smile, her eyes rolled, and said, "As for beard, you have never heard of it, and she is not doing things safely. Look at Manager Song, she was not a man who had been slapped as the chief in the inner courtyard after she had a beard. She was so arrogant.

The pine smoke in Mingyue's mouth is the proud servant around Xie Xiang. Because of the affairs of the inner courtyard of the general in recent years, he occasionally deals with the big girls in each room.

Bibo was skeptical when he heard this. Although he didn't know if this beard had anything to do with his ability, Manager Song had seen two beards, so he could do it at the mercy of Mingyue.

Mingyue drew her eyebrows and eyes, took a step back and looked at her, and then urged her to go to the inner room to change her clothes.

Miaohui stood behind the window sash, staring at the bright moon turning around intently, and her eyes gradually blurred. In the blurred water light, the villain and another beautiful and playful woman overlapped little by little.

The child was also so restless. Jinri was thinking about strange thoughts. He was so happy that he felt like he was pulling the sun on his face, which made people feel disheartened. When he caused trouble, he wanted to bite him twice. Alas, now he couldn't even get into trouble. Wan'er, my daughter is so painful.

Miaohui felt so heartbroken. She closed her eyes and a tear fell into her gray clothes, and disappeared in an instant.

Master, who is Wan'er?

Mingyue walked under the window at some point.

It turned out that I came to ask Miaohui that I learned the disguise technique of just moving flowers and driftingly. I happened to hear the master shouting out a name.

Miaohui calmed down her mind, opened her eyes, and looked at the bright moonlight through the window. The child looked like Wan'er, becoming more and more beautiful. Miaohui couldn't help but wonder. Could it be that Wan'er had not died in war back then?

Thinking of this, my heart blew.

Miaohui raised her right hand from the window, her fingertips trembled a little, as if she wanted to caress the cinnabar between Mingyue's forehead, but changed direction halfway. She helped Mingyue clean her temples as if nothing had happened, and held a bitter olive in her mouth. Wan'er is my daughter.

Hey, Master has a daughter?Then where is she now?Why never see her coming to see you?

Mingyue was quite surprised. My father said that the teacher was alone and had just left the Xie Mansion. Didn’t my father know that the teacher had a daughter?

Mingyue asked in this stack of voices, just like a sharp knife stabbing Miaohui's heart. She was so painful that she couldn't breathe for a while. After a long time, she forced a smile. This was a long story. I will say it to you slowly if I have time in the future.Look at Bibo has been waiting for a long time. Don’t you have any major things to tell her today?Don't go quickly!

Mingyue turned around and saw that the girl had already dressed in the costumes of the male servant of the Xie family, so she forgot to entangle Miaohui.

Looking left and right, although Bibo has changed his appearance and can't see any flaws, Mingyue still felt something was wrong in her heart, so she turned her head and smiled at Miaohui Lailai, "Shikao, what else is missing?"

Miaohui was interrupted by her smile. She couldn't do anything about her. She pinched the tip of her nose and took out another gall fruit and gave it to Bibo.

Take it!Hold your tongue in your mouth, say less and look more, and help your ladies look at your future son-in-law!The last two sentences were instructed by the maid.

Mingyue's pretty face suddenly flew, she stomped her feet, and said coquettishly: Master, come and joke with Yue'er too.

At this time, Xie Xiang and Mei Niang were having a meal.

Mei Niang asked the maids who served him to retreat, and personally picked up a crystal shrimp dumpling with Xie Xiang, and added a pair of crispy soup.

I just sat across the street and slowly drank a bowl of lily and red date tea.

Mei Niang had half of the tea left, and Xie Xiang had already finished it in a hurry.

Mei Niang handed him a hot veil to wipe his hands, and said, "I know you are busy today, so I won't delay you much. But what do you mean in my brother's letter yesterday?

Mei Niang's family was the famous giant Han family in Jiaxing, a seventh-generation Confucian doctor. At this time, the person in charge of Mei Niang's father Han Guangci.

The eldest brother Han Cheng mentioned by Mei Niang is Han Guangci's eldest son.

Because he knew Mingyue and Hailang, he intended to ask for a recruitment for his fourth son Tianyuan, but he didn't know Xie Xiang's intention, so he wrote a message to reveal his words.

Mei Niang was happy to see the letter and married Mingyue back to her parents' home. She was cared for by her relatives, and was also a young granddaughter-in-law. She didn't need to be a ancestral minister and had a comprehensive and comprehensive personality. Yu Mingyue's dissatisfied temperament was really suitable.

Xie Xiang slowly started to wipe his hands. In fact, there was nothing to choose from in the Han family. The family style was positive, the inner courtyard was peaceful, and the child in Tianyuan was elegant and gentle, and he was a good person.

After thinking for a while, I replied, "I have nothing to say, I just look at Yue'er's feelings!"Your daughter is all your spoiled, so how can you listen to your grandmother honestly?

Mei Niang glanced at him, her eyes circling. How could she blame me?It’s not without the third master’s contribution?A string of money fell on the threshold, and there were half-baked goods inside and outside!

When she glanced at her, the old woman was in a good mood. Xie Xiang laughed at her and said, "You are so good at talking now. Why didn't you say that last night?"Let me tell you what half-cuckold goods are?

As he said that, he twisted Mei Niang's breasts through the trousers.

After so many years of old couples, Mei Niang never expected that he would tease her. She couldn't help but blush and spat, "You're so unreasonable, hurry up and go!"

The words were full of shame, and the spring feelings were full of smudges. Xie Xiang didn't expect that this woman could have such a state of marriage for so many years. She felt like she was mocking her heart. She wanted to laugh at her for a few more words.

The couple were playing with flower guns, and the maid outside came to report that it was the Han family's cousin who came to see him.

Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, the couple couldn't help but smile at each other, and it would be hard to make a fuss.Xie Xiang went out to take Han Tianyuan and headed to Hanbi Hall.

When Li Zihan followed his father Li Wenze, most of the people were sitting in the flower hall of Hanbi Hall. After Li Zihan sat down, he looked around Hanbi Hall and admired her greatly.

Nowadays, a joke came from Beijing, "The new painting of the tree house is not old, this person must be the Ministry of Internal Affairs. This is the nouveau riche who derogates from the beginning.

The old family members of aristocratic families pay attention to the background. They don’t look at the other side. Which family and which family have been thriving for generations, will there be no ancient trees in the ancestral home?

In Hanbi Hall, three three-meter-high osmanthus trees have grown for hundreds of years.

The huge tree canopy is like a pavilion and a cover, and the Hanbi Hall is caged under an umbrella. I don’t know if it is the first tree or the first house.

What's even more strange is that the gardeners in Xie Mansion handled the flowers and plants. The peony trees that were supposed to be made of on the wall actually grew from the towering tree feathers, stretched out and wrapped around them, like hanging tassels. The snow-white flowers cut the void in the air, tugged and pulled the vines, sieged the city and sieged the ground, and bloomed all the way to the flower corridor.

Xie Xiang stood under the eaves, looking around at the attendees, the young man, some gentle and elegant, some elegant and charming, some brilliant and some sharp.

He thought to himself that he must choose a good man with Yue'er.

The beautiful scenery is the best place to go, and the pleasure of the house is enjoyable. Although Maojiang is not a virtuous person, fortunately, the guests are gathered all over the place.It is said that the vast sea is well-known, and the lyrics are heard by jade, and a cup is not over, and the falling rhyme is flying.Today's wine is filled with the word "romantic" and you should enjoy it.

After Xie Xiang finished speaking, the crowd responded one after another, and the one who was accompanying him was named Wang Qianbo, who came from the Jiaxing clan. When he was a young man, he studied with Xie Xiang and had always had good friends with Xie Xiang.

After Xie Xiang finished speaking, Wang Qianbo said, "Your Feiying Banquet is always teasing people. You have to drink well and make some wet and dry things. Finally, I am a grandpa now. If you don't play with you, let the children play!"

He knew Xie Xiang's intentions and deliberately made fun of him.

Xie Xiang laughed and said, "I'm ignorant, it depends on your grandson's enlightenment. What old face do you use to teach him to learn."

Although I am just joking, I also agree that the older generation here are the ones who only drink alcohol today and do not need to show their literary talent.

Xie Xiang took a step further behind him, and a servant stood there. He had been standing with his head down, and he took a step forward and didn't know what he said to Xie Xiang. Xie Xiang's face turned red and red.

It turned out that Bibo secretly told Xie Xiang and Mingyue’s instructions.

Xie Xiang couldn't help but scold Mingyue for making trouble. This kind of joke is really ridiculous, but because of choosing a son-in-law, Mingyue has ignored him, a good father with twenty-four filial piety for two days.

After pondering for a while, he finally indulged his daughter's intentions again and said with a toothache. Today's text is based on the rhyme of high and low, slow and fast things and the right things!

Li Zihan thought to himself, the show is coming, the master said it well.Looking around the young people around me, countless courage and confidence surged in my heart, like flowers and beautiful women, all of which are mine.

Xie Xiang clapped his hands and heard a sound of the flute sound from his head.

Everyone looked at the sound and saw that at some point a swing flew out of the green leaves. The swing was wrapped in the peach blossoms. The woman was wearing a wide sleeve and white clothes, her head was hanging from the flute, and a song of apricot blossoms flew, rippling gracefully from the air.

As the swing enters the clouds, the big bowl of peaches scattered like elves, falling feathers colorfully, falling to the eaves, flower corridors, banquets, and waterside.

The sound of the flute is truly endless with the breeze.The whole house is elegant and quiet, and only the sound of flowers and descents is heard.

As soon as the flute stopped, the teenagers came to their senses first and checked the case and put on the wine glass.

A seat at the end of the flower gallery was filled with thunder. A round-faced boy stood up. Xie Xiang recognized him as Wang Qianbo's youngest son, Wang Yanzhang.It seems that this kid won the first prize.

Wang Yanzhang got up and left the table, walked to the desk of Zhengzhong, held his hair in his hands, pondered for a while, and the ink penetrated the rice paper.The ink trace was half dry, and the two book boys standing beside him hung up the rice paper.

A woman in a palace outfit with a few casual strokes, next to it:

The blue sea is high, and the rain brings apricot flowers low.

Who can I trust the pen to be slow? The wind in the mountains rolls up the curtains quickly.

I dream of returning to the east of Jiangdong, and my soul is broken in western Liaoning.

The famous thing left in history is the strange sound of a song of pipa.

Wang Yanzhang returned to his seat, picked up the wine glass with petals floating on it, drank it into his throat, and sat down with him to congratulate him on his excellent work.

The old gentlemen here saw that there were already poems and essays, and they commented on each word.

This is what the Wang family boy has inspires a good style.

But that one is still well drawn, Wu Dao was the wind, and a few strokes echoed Wang Zhaojun's resentment.

I don’t know which one fell to the building, but they talked about Mao Yanshou one after another. I saw Brother Kong, abrupt and beautiful woman, which was really a disgrace to her.

Xie Xiang also looked back carefully and Wang Yanzhang's writing has indeed improved.

However, looking at his height, Xie Xiang shook his head. He didn't want a dwarf grandson.

Although he didn't like it in his heart, he praised the young phoenix and the old phoenix voice. He was so happy that Wang Qianbo's nose was a little red. Without persuasion, he had to have three drinks in a row.

Li Zihan smiled in his heart. He and Wang Yanzhang are also good friends. This kid fell in love with a new Western Regions singer girl from Hongxiuzhao. He didn't know where the strange ideas came from, so he actually wanted to take him as a concubine.

What kind of family does the Wang family want to allow a woman of such a background to enter?

He was beaten up but he didn't get rid of his obsession. He said that he was writing about Wang Zhaojun. Maybe he was chanting the pipa song of the singing girl in his heart.

While speaking, a young man stood up next to him, his eyebrows were relaxed and his eyes were bright, and he walked peacefully to the side with a stroke of cursive script, flowing water, and his sharpness was hidden without missing:

The fragrance of the laurel is high, and the shadows are low.

The wind blows the bells and the ambition is slow, and the rain beats the angelica and the angelica is fast.

Forsythia pauses her head and agarwood is in the east, and she continues to lose her longing for the yellow flowers in the west.

The monarch is the right way to harmonize Yin and Yang, and a single medicine is the only one who lives the minister is a stranger.

As soon as the poem is written, the cheers sound.

It is extremely wonderful and it actually leads twelve Chinese medicines into poetry, the king and ministers and the envoys, and the water and fire are in harmony. How did you think of it?

More than just, more than just, laurel vs. daffodils, bell grass vs. drum flowers, perfectly perfect, it is really a stroke of magic.

Xie Xiang also liked the novelty of this poem and pointed at his uncle to praise it. It was really rare. Except for your family, no one else could teach such unique literary thoughts!

This young man is Han Tianyuan, Mingyue's cousin.

Although the adults at home did not tell him clearly, their mother vaguely hinted before coming, and he was very surprised and wished he could jump a few times in the place where no one was.

My cousin had seen her in childhood. She was cute like a snow ball. Now that she has grown up, she doesn’t know how dazzling she should look.

If you can really become a husband and wife, then, that is the most proud and happy thing in the world.

Han Tianyuan sipped the wine with anxiety and losses, but unfortunately, the orchid dew in Xie's mansion was not tasted by him.

Suddenly, a breeze was refreshing, and the sound of orchestras was loud. A group of dancers danced gently beside the water bank, terrifyingly moving the wilderness, and the wind was falling. What's even more strange is that the seven-color divine light borrowed from the top of the mountain or the water was reflected high and low on the dancers' silver silk feathered clothes.

The clouds flash in the sky, the figures are messy, and the wonderful scenery is everywhere, which makes everyone praise it.

Little did she know that this was just Mingyue's naughty idea. She loved the cool and cute osmanthus tree, so she rubbed Xie Xiang on the tree and hanged the swing.

On the Changliu Peak in the distance, dozens of colorful glass stones were placed in the Xiaowu River near the river, half-buried bronze mirrors. When the hour arrived, the sunlight passed through these places, and the depths of the osmanthus shade were like a state of transformation of a god.

Xie Xiang verbally said that her daughter was naughty, but she really praised her ingenuity.At this time, the guests took advantage of their daughter's wonderful ideas without hesitation.

The pleasant fragrance comes first, and the sound of beating the drums and destroying the flowers gradually becomes faster.

A gust of wind was like my knives, cutting the petals and jade chips on the branches, and the wine glasses of countless people on the mat fell, causing the whole hall to be lively.

Li Zihan frowned. How could such a slow-flowing literary master, how could he immediately take the lead?

You have to be amazed and amazed at the crowd so that your future father-in-law can marry you!

Looking around, I suddenly saw a row of arrow marquis standing by the stream on the other side of the river, and I couldn't help but think about it.

Li Zihan called a servant from Xie's mansion and secretly ordered. The servant responded and walked down. Soon after, he took two boxes of Yunzi from the back room.

Today, the servant who followed Li Zihan called Shuanggeng, reached out to take the box, and followed Li Zihan to the shore.

Li Zihan picked up one, bumped it, found a feeling, and then rushed towards the arrow on the other side like a marble.

The sound of whistling through the air suddenly started, and the sound soon caused the whole world to calm down. At the banquet, no matter how old or young, they looked over in surprise.

I saw black and white clouds popping out from Li Zihan's fingers like meteors rushing to the moon. The strong wind tear the air apart, with sharpness, like an ink dragon rolling in the clouds, galloping towards the other side.

Clouds were embedded in Jianhou's deer skin. Soon, someone could see the mystery. It was a poem with white characters on black background and a silver hook and iron painting.Some people even recite with the words embedded:

The wind and clouds remain unmoved, and the sky is high, and the shadow of the pine trees is low in ancient and modern times.

The hands are relaxed and the clouds are slow, and the robbery is rushing.

Qin Modong has a great career and a great ambition, and he is laughable and hates Wujiangxi.

The world is clear, and the world is right, and the gains and losses are occasionally strange.

As the last son settled, the whole scene was silent.It was really a first-rate man, and his skills were amazing. No one commented after a while.

Li Zihan felt proud, but his face became more reserved and humble. He picked up the wine glass and walked to Xie Xiang, just about to toast.

Suddenly, another breeze blew from behind the osmanthus tree. In addition to the sweetness of peach, the wind was mixed with a wisp of frankincense like orchids and musk. Li Zihan's throat tightened, and his heart was beating wildly. Looking deep into the osmanthus shade, could it be that the beauty could be seen?

The situation just now really left a deep impression on Xie Xiang. This son has a very good ambition and a lofty ambition.

Although this episode is a bit ostentatious, it can still be said to be ambitious and planning. Every tension and relaxation are also in line with the way of civil and military affairs. It actually makes the strength and beauty perfect, and it makes Li Zihan look a little more optimistic.

After carefully looking at Li Zihan for a while, he smiled and praised Li Wenze. He didn't expect that his nephew was a good material with both civil and military skills. It was rare, and Brother Wenze has successors!

At this moment, the bright moon is indeed deep in the shade of osmanthus, and there are several platforms built with jujube wood in the thick shade, and the peony trees blooming on the tops of the trees grow from here.

The bright moon looks at Hanbi Hall from high to low, and quietly talks to Bihe who is serving the side.

At the moment, he said that this is not good, like a short winter melon, and at the moment, he said that that is not good, like a thin bamboo pole.

Bihe knew that the lady was unwilling to do so, so she let her criticize her and nodded in a submissive manner.

When I saw Han Tianyuan, it was his own cousin, and Mingyue couldn't speak nonsense.

Bihe looked at her and said with a smile, "Miss, cousin, you have been kissing each other for generations, breaking the bones and connecting the tendons!"

Mingyue shook her head, I don’t want it. You know, I hate medicine soup the most. If I go to my grandfather’s house to smell the medicine soup for a lifetime, Ami TOEFL, kill me!

When Li Zihan was in the limelight by the water, Mingyue stood up unknowingly, her beautiful eyes still blinked.

Bihe just thought that the lady had taken a fancy to this handsome young man, and stood behind her and smiled with her lips.

I thought to myself, this young man and my lady are just right.

Miss, if you like this young master, let’s go and tell your wife quietly. From now on, there will be a long and long time to watch!

Mingyue was teased by her, she glanced at her and said, "It's not that she likes him."

Suddenly, I thought of it again that day, this man rescued him and carried him on his back. I didn’t think that at that moment, I thought about it, and I wonder if that kind of peace and excitement was considered like it?

Bihe saw Mingyue, who had always been smart, speechless, and thoughtful, she sent more and more letters to Li Zihan.

Mingyue thought about it carefully and quietly told Bihe about the incident that day. Silly girl, do you still remember that day I asked you to follow Wu Xiaomao's house, and later...

This was the first time Bihe heard her talk about what happened later that day. When she heard the thrilling thing, she couldn't help but cry with tears. When she heard the funny thing, she burst into tears and laughed. When she finished listening, she held Mingyue's hand. Miss, it's all my fault. I shouldn't leave you and cause you to fall into such a dangerous place. From now on, I will follow you all the time.Did that young man save you?When I look back, I kowtowed him a few times and thanked him for saving our lady!

Miss, do you really like him?

Mingyue pulled the honey-colored peach petals a little annoyed, tearing them apart, and she didn't know.Thinking about the embarrassment at that time, I was a little shy and a little happy.

Hey, Miss, look, that Mr. Li embedded a poem with a chess piece. It’s so interesting. What does this poem mean?

Mingyue looked along her fingers and felt shocked. She was so bold and imposing. The man Yue Zhiyuan, who stood in the wind, seemed to be giving guidance to the country.

The poem is angular and vaguely saying, why not bring Wu Gou and collect the fifty states of Guanshan.

A real man should do this, the bright moon unknowingly dyes the light clouds.

The bright moon crushed the petals, pondered for a while, and suddenly smiled naughtyly, and the dimples were filled with cuteness, holding Bihe and giving me some instructions.

Bihe smiled secretly when she heard this, nodded and did not mention it.