Chapter 19 Chapter Eighteen

The weather is getting hotter, Xie Sanniang has already prepared a lot of light summer clothes for me, this day I changed into a skirt with green silk and water patterns, just about to take a nap, Sanniang suddenly called me to go to the center of Mochou Lake Xiao Dao, send Yuan Feibai iced lotus seed soup. When I came to the pavilion in the middle of the lake under the sun, Yuan Feibai was concentrating on painting. He was just wearing a satin white dress with a homely pattern of wishful clouds, and his black hair was only tied with a jade hairpin, but he still Fluttering like a fairy, with a noble air, Wei Hu waited on him as usual.

"Third Lord, the lotus seed soup is here, you can take a rest first, drink some to cool off the heat, and then paint!" I imitated Xie Sanniang's tone and said, Yuan Feibai recognized me, raised his head, and smiled at me: "I just said who has such a loud voice, it really is Hibiscus, come here quickly." I hated it, and made me look like an aunt in the vegetable market. I gave him a look, walked over, and sat by his side as promised. Over the past month or so, his mood seems to have improved a lot.Since he listened to Hai's Daughter last time, he began to have a strong interest in the story of Auntie Hua, so I racked my brains to write down the Grimm's fairy tales, Andersen's fairy tales, One Thousand and One Nights, Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio, etc. Pour one to him.

In the beginning, it was only occasionally after dinner, and Suhui only called me Miss Mu sincerely at this time. Mr. Han and Sanniang gradually joined us. Later, I found that Wei Hu was also standing outside the door and listening carefully. The look in my eyes gradually changed from defensive and contemptuous to gentle. To be honest, the reason why I am willing to pour out stories one after another is because I really like Yuan Feibai’s expression of listening to the story, that kind of attentive listening, and the gentle look in my eyes, even though he will ask some questions that make me feel absolutely invincible. , For example, why didn't Sleeping Beauty's parents marry Sleeping Beauty earlier?Why didn't the little sister of the Seven Swan Prince write to her husband?Wait, but at least he wasn't so cold, gloomy, and scary to approach.

Out of maternal instinct, I sometimes think, if I knew Yuan Feibai earlier, I could tell him these stories of truth, kindness and beauty earlier, and give him a real and happy childhood, would he not be so cold anymore, would he be Would be happier? He took my lotus seed soup and drank it slowly. I looked at his painting, and I saw a lake full of lotus flowers in the painting. The green leaves rolled with crystal beads, and the delicate face hides the jade dew. It is worthy of being a famous talent in the world. It is really a pen and ink Wanli, high-definition charm, ingenious thinking, but also true thinking, his coloring is slightly embellished with thick colors, without halo decoration, subtle thoughts, unpredictable, and high-spirited.

I couldn't help but look at Yuan Feibai, and sincerely praised: "The third master's painting is really good." Probably because he heard too many praises like mine, he just smiled lightly: "You can see you in this painting." Wow!I am delighted that he even compared me to this lotus flower! I was looking at him narcissistically, but he slowly pointed at the pair of mandarin ducks next to him with his slender hands, or the female... My smile broke all of a sudden, but he laughed loudly, this annoying person is not for nothing, sometimes I am a little sentimental, so you don't have to entertain me like this.

I stood up unhappily and was about to leave, but he pulled me: "I'm really angry, Mujin, I was just teasing you." I sat down again and stared at him, and he smiled happily: "Good Hibiscus, don't be angry, come on, you can inscribe for me." snort!Dare to laugh at me as an ugly duckling, when I got angry, I took out a quill and wrote: The flowers of plants and trees on land and water are very lovely.High-ranking hermits love chrysanthemums alone; since the prosperous age, the world has loved peonies; I love lotuses that come out of mud but are not stained, clean and ripples are not demonic, straight from the middle to the outside, not vines or branches, and the fragrance is far away and clear. The pavilions are quiet and planted, which can be seen from a distance but not played with.I call it the chrysanthemum, the hermit of flowers; the peony, the rich and noble of flowers; the lotus, the gentleman of flowers.Alas!The love of chrysanthemums is seldom heard in this world;

After finishing writing, I realized that he had already put away his joking smile, and was reading the first song of Zhou Dunyi's "Ai Lian Said" very seriously. The sharp peak in his eyes appeared again. Show him my literary talent once. He slowly raised his head and looked at me inscrutablely. The weather is so hot, my sweat is flowing, I tried my forehead, stood up, and picked up the teacup: "Master, let me bring you another bowl." "No need," he looked away, regained his elegance, and smiled at me: "Mu Jin's writing is really good. Guangqian's poems have been widely spread, and I don't think his sister's literary talent is so superb."

Now if it is said that Song Minglei made it, it seems a bit too abrupt, so I can only be uneasy and timid: "Third Master is absurd, it is Mu Jin who is ugly, how can Mu Jin be compared with Song Er Ge?" I wanted to get back my quill, but he took it in his hand and looked at it carefully: "I thought you wanted to make something with a feather, but it turned out that you wanted to make such a pen." Among the beautiful feathers he gave me, I like the sky blue and bright yellow feather the most, so I used him to make this long quill pen. He tried to write a few times with my quill pen, nodded and said : "Sure enough, it's an ingenious idea, how did you come up with it?"

"Uh! Mu Jin used to be in his hometown in Jianzhou, and sometimes he went to the West on a boat with the village uncle and brought back some strange things. Mu Jin's calligraphy was poor, so Daddy Yang bought them for me." This is the truth. He raised his ink eyebrows, smiled at me, and then seriously used his brush to inscribe the poem I wrote about Ailian on the painting, but when he wrote "Lotus' love, who is the same as the giver", he changed it to "The love of the lotus is given by Mo Yin", and Mo Yin is the original Feibai's words. I was surprised and was about to stop my words when he finished writing and asked me to come over and sign the title.

You bastard, if this painting and this Ailian talk about spreading, do you want me to be crushed to death by your fans, so that you can protect your dream lover! I walked over slowly, slowly wrote my name, my heart moved, and I looked at Yuan Feibai with adoring eyes, and said: "Master, Mu Jin really likes this painting, can you give it to Mu Jin?" He took a deep look at me, surprised me, and smiled at me: "Since Mujin likes it, let Suhui frame this painting, so you can put it away!" Great, I took a long breath in my heart, thanked Yuan Feibai softly, then blinked my eyes, pretending to be flattered, and looked at the painting again with joy, to be honest, he painted really well, wait His woman's limelight has passed, and he tried to get Song Minglei to help me sign this, and then sell it on the market. The proud work of Mr. Treading Snow should be priceless!Then use the money to treat Yuan Song Minglei and Biying to a meal, and the rest will be deposited in the bank...

While I was thinking wildly, a scorching heat came from my waist. I didn't know when Yuan Feibai's hand quietly wrapped around my waist. I raised my head in surprise, but Yuan Feibai took the opportunity to kiss my neck: "Hibiscus, you smell so sweet." I let out a cry of surprise, this kid is really hot, I pushed his chest: "Third Master, you... you... think more about that mandarin duck." He suddenly gnawed at my neck like a ferocious beast, ignored my struggle at all, and just murmured in my ear: "Yu Duai's lotus comes out of mud but is not stained, and it is clean and not demonic." The numb feeling and boundless heat spread all over my limbs, I looked around, and there was no shadow of Wei Hu anywhere. "Third Master, Guangqian's Feige sent a letter..." Han Xiuzhu entered the gazebo excitedly, and when he saw this scene of stealing incense and jade, he naturally stopped in embarrassment. Yuan Feibai finally let me go. His face was flushed with embarrassment, and he jumped up and wanted to leave, but he seemed to be okay, he wrapped his arms around my waist, and continued to force me to sit next to him, bastard, you don't think it's too hot! Yuan Fei Ziru said: "Mr. Han, but it's okay to say." Mr. Han glanced at me hesitantly, and then said: "Congratulations to the third lord, Guangqian's plan has really worked. He selected 20 beautiful people for King Guangyi of Nanzhao, and gave 200,000 taels of silver to Prime Minister Zuo of Nanzhao." Su Rong, Nanzhao withdrew from Jinguan City yesterday." what!Brother Song really adopted my strategy, good! Yuan Feibai also smiled: "What a Song Guangqian! Will he return to Xi'an tomorrow?" "Exactly." Mr. Han glanced at me again: "Third Master, do you want to leave for the Luoyang Poetry Association today, and then meet Guangqian?" "Yes, please trouble Mr. Han to take care of it for me." Before Han Xiuzhu left, he gave me a weird look, but Yuan Feibai smiled at me and said, "I was the one who was abrupt just now, so Mujin can blame me?" I didn't dare to look into his eyes at all, blushed uselessly, lowered my head and shook, he lifted my chin, looked at me tenderly with beautiful phoenix eyes, and said sincerely: "I want to take you with me Look at Luoyang's fame, but I'm afraid that your body won't be able to withstand the exhaustion of the journey, and the meeting of poetry and friends is only second. I want to win over some literati and scholars, and create some momentum for the Yuan family. I'm afraid I won't have time to take you out. Playing around, this is also your second brother Song's clever plan, I hope you will find it cool." I just nodded and said yes, and then fled away in a hurry. Yuan Feibai's happy laughter came from behind me, and I suffered from insomnia that night as usual. During Yuan Feibai's absence, I was free to come and go between Xifengyuan and Yubeizhai, but Yuan Feijue and Guo Erren mysteriously disappeared, so I had to compare Xiaozhong's legend with Biying all day long. Letters are faster, and the pigeons of Xifengyuan are faster in sending letters. Facts have proved that the two parties are equally fast in sending letters. On May 19th of the second year of Yongye, Nanzhao accepted Dongting's peace agreement and obtained countless money and silk. crisis is resolved. On the first day of June, the Qingliu faction, which has never been involved in the crony dispute between the Yuan clan and the Dou clan, Lu Bangdun, Minister of Rites, put forward a proposal to expand the Royal Academy, which unexpectedly won the support of the Yuan clan, and Xi Zong, who has always advocated literature, also expressed his gratitude to this proposal. Agree, but the Dou family is worried that the country will pay huge war indemnities, the national treasury will be empty, and it will not be able to build a college, so they strongly oppose this resolution. Letting it go, and providing the cost of books and silks, Xi Zonglong was very happy, and immediately named it Dayi Academy.At this point, the Qingliu faction began to clearly favor the Yuan clan, and the freedom of King Zhongxian and the eldest princess to enter and leave the palace has been lifted. On the sixth day of June, the largest gathering of literati in the Dongting Dynasty—the Luoyang Poetry Fair, also known as the "Liu Liu Wenhui", was held as scheduled in the magnificent city of Luoyang. The arrival of the two honored guests, the romantic prince—Zhongxian Wang Yuanfeiqing, and one of the four princes known as the "Qingdu Qingquan"—"Mr. First of all, Mr. Snow Walker Yuan Feibai appeared. If the presence of Fuma Yuan Feiqing shows the Yuan family’s support for contemporary Confucianism, and the appearance of Song Minglei shows the Yuan family’s friendship with various literary schools, then Yuan Feibai’s arrival is a kind of conquest. Conquered the entire Luoyang City, and conquered the entire Dongting pen. At that time, literati and bureaucrats were often popular with crowns and belts, high clogs and loose clothes, but Yuan Feibai still had a hosta hairpin and fluttering white clothes. People are pitiful, talking and laughing, Jinxiu articles blurted out, Yuan Feibai became famous very early, the celebrities of the uncle generation naturally praised him vigorously, and the younger generation saw his peerless demeanor, and immediately fell in love with him, every song of his Poems are widely circulated, from as small as the woman drawing water by the well to as large as today's emperor can read a few lines of his famous poems. It can be proud of its peerless elegance; both men and women in the city are vying to imitate its behavior and dress, the price of jade hairpins has skyrocketed several times overnight, and the supply is in short supply. For a while, the original three characters of non-white have become the fashion of Dongting culture. The image of the Yuan family as a military man with power and dictatorship in the minds of literati began to change, and the direction of public opinion began to gradually lead to the Yuan family because of Song Minglei and I's secret tricks and Yuan Feibai's demeanor. I couldn't help laughing at it, and my stomach hurt from laughing with Biying, but on the night of the full moon, Xie Sanniang found the portrait of Mrs. Xie painted by Yuan Feibai himself, set up an altar in the backyard, and prayed to Mrs. Xie with tears in her eyes, saying, Madam In Tianyouling, you should smile at Jiuquan, the third master has achieved great success, and it is just around the corner to help the general achieve great things, and the third master has a wooden girl to take care of him, so don't worry about it, she forced me to offer incense to Mrs. Xie, at that time I just admired in my heart that the beauties in the painting are so dressy and lifelike, which shows the high skill of painting, and then I was dumbfounded to see that the painting was signed in the year of Xin Chou, and this year is the year of Wushen, that is to say This painting was drawn by Yuan Feibai when he was ten years old, and he was indeed a child prodigy. My heart moved, this must be what he drew for Mrs. Xie the year she passed away!I couldn't help but feel sideways, so I had no choice but to bite the bullet and kowtow to Mrs. Xie, praying secretly: Mrs. Xie, you can go there with peace of mind and pride. Your son is so outstanding. He has conquered the entire academic world of East Court. One day he will conquer and get the entire Dongting Dynasty, I hope you can bless him to stand up as soon as possible, one day he can laugh, and one day he can find a girl who is better, more beautiful and loves him than me to take care of him .To be honest, your son is so attractive, I really don’t know how long I can resist it, when this idea appeared, I was startled, I raised my eyes to look at Mrs. Xie’s painting, and she just treated him gently I laughed like I was alive. On June 20th, lotus blossoms were in full bloom. Amidst the lively sound of cicadas, Yuan Feibai, who was full of spring, came back. Standing behind me was Second Brother Song, whom I hadn’t seen for a long time. He looked at me eagerly and smiled. Walking towards him with a smile on his face, Yuan Feibai held me back and told me to make tea first. Yes, yes, yes, making tea, making tea, saying that when Yuan Feibai and Suhui were talking, I quietly stretched out two fingers to Song Minglei, who also turned his head behind Yuan Feibai's back and blinked at me. smile. Am I delusional?Song Minglei has always been handsome, but in my image he has always been a boy with feathers and a clear water, and he is still handsome now, but with a coquettish smile under the tall crown, and a more handsome physique under the rich clothes and brocade robes , that male's eyebrows actually reveal a beauty that transcends gender?He actually competed with Mr. Yulang! I seriously blamed myself afterwards. I must have been a little dizzy by the flower pickers a while ago, so I said that the evil flower pickers are the rapists who should be killed!