The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 102
Jiang Ningjia was dressed in red, and she was still neatly dressed, "We were just guessing, who will come first, you or Fifth Emperor Sister."

Jiang Fuguang couldn't help laughing: "Which of you guessed it right?"

"Of course it's me." No need to guess what kind of virtue Jiang Ningyuan has?She must have sent someone to keep an eye on the eldest princess's mansion, waiting for the seventh emperor sister to go out first, as if she arrived later than the seventh emperor sister, it would appear that she was in a big row.

Jiang Ningjia turned to look at Jiang Ningrou: "Don't forget the half-month peach blossom cake."

Jiang Ningrou raised his forehead: "You are not tired of eating."

Jiang Ningjia hurriedly said: "The peach blossom cakes you made are amazing, even if I eat them for a month, I won't get tired of them, so don't bet and admit it."

"You are betting on me, can't you lose my share?" Jiang Fuguang sat on the ground, picked red peach blossoms from the bamboo basket, and put them into the porcelain bowl.

"I'll just make it." Jiang Ningrou said with a look of fear on your face, "Peach Blossom Cakes are not easy to make. I guess, after making it for half a month, I don't want to make Peach Blossom Cakes anymore. In the future, you won't have Peach Blossom Cakes." eat."

The three sisters were chatting and laughing, and saw Princess Rongjun leading Jiang Ningyuan over.

Jiang Ningrou hurriedly got up, smiled softly: "Sister Wuhuang, you are here."

Jiang Ningjia called Wuhuangmei dryly.

Jiang Ningyuan raised his chin, and just nodded his head when he saw Jiang Ningjia turned around and went to Jiang Fuguang's side, picking peach blossoms in the basket together with Jiang Fuguang, Jiang Fuguang didn't even give her a look.

Jiang Ningyuan lowered her face, snorted coldly, and sat beside Jiang Ningrou, pulling her to talk.

King Rongjun is an elder, no matter how dissatisfied she is with Jiang Ningjia and Jiang Fuguang, she can't refute King Rongjun's face and make a fuss at the flower viewing festival.

Jiang Ningjia asked in a low voice, "What is this for?"

"Make peach blossom fragrance." Put the picked peach petals into gauze cloth, mash them into flower paste, squeeze them into bright red flower juice, and pour the flower juice into the incense vessel.

A charcoal fire is placed under the incense device, and the charcoal fire heats the flower juice, and the fragrance mist rises from the incense hole, and a natural peach blossom fragrance wafts out and dissipates.

"It smells so good!" Jiang Ningjia leaned closer and smelled it, "It turns out that mixing fragrance can be so simple."

"I'll make some peach blossom water for you later, whether it's for steaming incense, moisturizing noodles, or making dim sum." Jiang Fuguang looked at Jiang Ningrou again, "Do you want to send some to Sixth Sister?"

Jiang Ningrou smiled slightly: "Thank you, Seventh Emperor Sister."

Jiang Ningyuan snorted coldly, and suddenly missed Jiang Ningyu a little bit.

"Let me tell you," Jiang Ningjia nudged Jiang Fuguang with his elbow, "I just saw Mr. Ji, he is really beautiful and radiant, with a beautiful body and a unique demeanor."

She was so amazed that Jiang Fuguang couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Ningyuan couldn't help but choked: "A lowly proton is worthy of your praise. It's really ridiculous."

Jiang Fuguang frowned, and was about to speak, when Jiang Ningjia retorted: "Who do I praise, what does it have to do with you? People offer strange incense to cure the illnesses of noble concubines and empresses, and my father and emperor even praise him. What's wrong with me promoting him? Is it possible?" Do you think the father shouldn't praise her?"

"You," Jiang Ningyuan was suffocated in his heart, and his face was very ugly, "You are taking advantage of the problem, making a big fuss, and using the tiger's skin as a banner."

Jiang Ningjia is not afraid of her: "If you are not convinced, you can sue the queen mother."

Jiang Fuguang almost laughed out loud, and pursed the corners of his mouth: "Master Ji is a guest of Uncle Ten Wang, we are guests when we come, and it is a basic etiquette for guests not to deceive the host. Sister Wu Huang should pay attention to her words and don't refute the face of the elders." .”

Insulting someone else's guests in someone else's home is out of etiquette.

So if you don't like it, you have to hold back.

If you don't hold back, you just don't know the etiquette.

Not long ago, Jiang Ningyuan was restrained by the Empress Empress, and even sent palace servants to teach him the rules, how could he make a mistake in etiquette?
Isn't this clearly telling others that she doesn't behave well? !
Jiang Ningjia couldn't help feeling that the person who can be the regent princess is not ordinary, he can be easily stabbed with a soft knife, and it is nothing more than killing people.

Sure enough, Jiang Ningyuan blushed with anger, stared at her eyes, and pouted her mouth, as if she was about to have an attack, and then suffocated the anger in her heart, back and forth, even her eye sockets were red, and she thought she was about to cry.

Jiang Ningrou quickly smoothed things over: "Aunt Ten Wang has prepared Pea Yellow, which is Wuhuang's favorite, please try it."

No matter how unhappy Jiang Ningyuan was in her heart, she still liked this very much. Aunt Ten Wang made a special trip to prepare her favorite snacks, and it was even more difficult for her to refute Uncle Ten Wang's face when she treated her so thoughtfully and appropriately.

Take it as a face to Uncle Ten Wang, and don't care about it with Jiang Fuguang.

"I happen to be a little hungry." Jiang Ningyuan snorted coldly, took a piece of pea yellow and ate it. The pea yellow is icy and sweet, and it melts in your mouth. It is very suitable for spring and summer.

At this moment, Rongjun Wangfei came over with a smile: "Everyone is here, the prince has set up a curved water cup by the stream, let everyone go and play together."

The so-called Qushui Liushang, one is to celebrate and have fun, and the other is to pray for blessings and avoid disasters. Everyone sits around a stream and sets a table, and places wine glasses on the upper stream. And drink alcohol.

It was in Lanting that Wang Xizhi wrote the world-famous "Preface to Lanting Collection" when he and his friends were performing Qushui Liushang.

When they arrived at the stream, men and women sat on each side, staggered.

"The woman throws flowers, and the man throws wine," Rongjun Wang waited for everyone to sit down, and introduced a new way of playing, "The woman throws the prepared flowers into the stream, and the flowers flow down the stream. Whoever stops in front of them, or spins around in the same place?" , whoever picks up the flowers."

"Please note that the flower-throwing woman can ask the flower-fisher to do something within her capacity."

"The request must be something that can be done now. You can make things difficult for others, but you must never make things difficult for others."

Jiang Fuguang nodded: "This way of playing is quite new."

Others are also interested.

The king of Rongjun said again: "The man throws the wine cup into the stream. The rules are opposite to the woman's. The party who gets the wine cup asks the party who throws the wine to do things."

"What needs to be reminded is that this stream is very narrow, and it may be uncertain. The flowers thrown into the water by the woman will be taken by the man, and the wine cups thrown by the man into the stream will also be taken by the woman. Let's play together and have fun. , there are not so many taboos, but you must pay attention to your sense of proportion and don't overplay it."

Everyone is familiar with Qushui Liushang, and the rules need no introduction.

The stream is extremely clear.

All kinds of flowers are floating in the gurgling stream, and the fine wine is served on thin lotus-leaf-shaped jade plates, swirling and bumping gently from time to time.

For a while, flowers and water flowed, the stream ding-dong, and the sound of jade clanging.

What a flowing cup of water.

On the woman's side, everyone got different flowers. Jiang Fuguang got the cinnabar peony, a red peony flower with a big bowl mouth, which became the well-deserved king of flowers in the stream.

(End of this chapter)