Mrs. Qin continued, "Some time ago, Guozijian preached, the charity foundation auctioned, and the county lord of Jinning gave Yi'er a lot of support. ”

"Let Yi'er make a name for herself in Shilin in one fell swoop."

"At this point, my Qin family also reciprocated, and in the matter of the election of officials in the charitable foundation, the master directly gave it convenience, and he was not embarrassed."

"I also want to take this opportunity to make friends with the county lord of Jinning."

"Do you understand?" Madam Qin took a deep look.

"Understood! Got it! ”

"That's what Mrs. Qin said! What Mrs. Qin said is true! ”

Mrs. Yin nodded again and again, "There are many connections and many roads, and the concubine will definitely make this clear to Yi Rou." "The fastest network update mobile phone::/m.. com/

"Hmm!"

Mrs. Qin nodded her head to express her reassurance, and the two ended the topic and looked up at the middle of the field.

At this time, Luo Yiyi's painting had been painted, and after drying, it was displayed in front of everyone.

Song Qingyuan followed and looked over.

I saw that above, it was a pretty woman wearing a brocade dress and mink fur.

The woman only showed her side face, standing in the wind and snow and letting the snowflakes fall, with a pair of beautiful eyes smiling, looking at the plum tree in front of her.

The end is beautiful, and it is left to people's imagination.

This painting not only depicts the beauty of a woman, but also depicts the elegance of appreciating plum blossoms in the snowstorm.

It's really a masterpiece.

As soon as Luo Yiyi's painting came out, it quickly won the praise of everyone.

"Miss Luo's paintings have always been a must-have among the ladies of Jingcheng."

Someone said, "If you want to match this painting, you need not only to sing plums, snow, but also beauties, which increases the difficulty." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Song Qingyuan to see how she took it.

"Yuan'er!"

Lin Jingshu couldn't help but worry.

Since she got acquainted with Song Qingyuan, the two have discussed the way of the imperial examination, discussed travelogues, and miscellaneous studies. The fastest update of the network Computer: www.. com/

But he has never been in front of her, and he has written poetry.

And Song Qingyuan also told her honestly that in the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, she only made a slight success in calligraphy, as for poetry......

Lin Jingshu stroked her hair and said with a smile, "I have long heard that the county lord of Jinning is proficient in calligraphy and dabbles in miscellaneous studies, so I don't know how to compose poetry." ”

Lin Jingshu's words were intended to find a place for Song Qingyuan.

Even if the poetry is mediocre, others will only think that she is not proficient in this way.

But she will not deny her talent in other areas.

Hearing this, Song Qingyuan smiled.

Lin Jingshu's kindness, she received.

"Poetry and songs, it's true that I'm not good at it, but it's ......"

Song Qingyuan's eyes were refocused on the paintings made by Luo Yiyi.

As soon as the two white arms stretched, he picked up the painting and examined it carefully.

"Looking at this painting, I was reminded of a poem."

"He Shi?"

Everyone asked.

Song Qingyuan's crisp voice groaned leisurely.

"The wind and rain send spring back, and the snow welcomes spring.

It is already a cliff with a hundred feet of ice, and there are still flowers and branches.

Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring.

When the mountains were full of flowers, she laughed in the bushes. ”

Song Qingyuan's fair face had a smile like a mountain flower.

Between the gestures, they are all women's delicate.

Just like this painting, just like this poem.

"Good!"

There was a shout in the distance, and I don't know who was the first to shout, and then there was applause.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and it turned out that the men who were still at the pavilion of the water pavilion just now had come here.

Looking curiously at these guys, the ladies with pretty colors showed their talents.

"Beautiful! Poetry! People are more beautiful! ”

"He is worthy of being the county lord of Jinning, and he is peerless, and he is not much more reckless than Miss Su."

That's a bit of a picky statement.

Song Qingyuan looked up, a boy holding a fan and constantly slapping his left hand in a brocade dress.

is looking at this side with a smile in a romantic state.

When Song Qingyuan looked over, he thought he was chic again, and arched his hand at Song Qingyuan.

"Down, Han Zigao!"

Han Zigao?

Song Qingyuan frowned.

Saying this in front of everyone's eyes, this person ...... Some Meng Lang!

It's just that I don't know which family's son he is, and he is like this......

Thinking so, he saw the red sleeves behind him take a step forward.

whispered, "This person is the second son of the Chongguo Mansion, and he is also the brother of the second imperial concubine. ”

Chongguo Mansion......

Song Qingyuan remembered that when she sent the invitation, she symbolically posted to these noble families in the capital, including the Chongguo Mansion.

It's just that after the election of officials, because she refuted everyone's face.

Therefore, many people did not come to this housewarming banquet.

What Song Qingyuan didn't expect was that the Chongguo Mansion actually sent someone and sent such a ......

Song Qingyuan thought so, so he listened to the red sleeves continue, "This second son of the Chongguo Mansion lingers in the flowers and is lustful. ”

"He once robbed the daughter of an official, causing her to die tragically, and was seized by Jinyiwei."

"Later, it was Chongguo Gong who came forward in person, and the matter was settled."

"And there's such a thing!"

Song Qingyuan was surprised.

If this is the case, the Chongguo Mansion should not send this second prince to participate in the banquet with many female dependents.

"Jinning County Lord!"

Thinking so, he heard Han Zigao calling.

When Song Qingyuan looked up, he saw him walking straight over.

arched his hand and said, "I have heard the name of the county lord of Jinning for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its name." ”

"Han Gongzi praised it falsely!"

Song Qingyuan restrained his smile.

Previously, she had been waiting outside the door and had never seen anyone from the Chongguo Mansion.

This person, perhaps after she left, was directly arranged by Erlang to go to the man's side.

"There are mostly female dependents here, forgive Song Qingyuan for not being well entertained, and please forgive Han Gongzi."

Song Qingyuan's little face was stretched, with resistance.

With clear and clean eyes, he told this Han Gongzi that there are all female dependents here, don't come closer.

If it is put on someone else, it may stop there, say a few polite words and leave.

But the person Song Qingyuan met was the second son of the Chongguo Mansion, a gentleman who was nostalgic for flowers.

I saw that instead of retreating, Han Zigao took two steps forward again.

His steps were vague, and with a pair of cloudy eyes, he looked Song Qingyuan up and down.

smiled, "The game of passing the flower drum, this son hasn't played it for a long time, and I caught up today, so I might as well join us." ”

Together?

Song Qingyuan "hehe".

There are so many ladies and girls, accompany him Han Zigao, who is he and is today.

"I'm afraid it's inconvenient!"

Song Qingyuan shook his head with a resolute attitude.

Seeing this, Qin Yi stretched out his hand to grab Han Zigao and said, "Brother Han, since you want to play the game of passing the flower drum, let's organize it ourselves." ”

"Why compete with these ladies, it is a victory, and it is also a victory."

"Let's go, let's walk."

Qin Yi stood up.

When I looked up, I saw that Han Zigao didn't move, staring at Song Qingyuan with burning eyes, this was embarrassing!

Seeing this, Da Lang, Erlang, and San Lang were about to go up to persuade them to leave, but they saw Qiao Yu standing up first......

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