Daughter of aristocratic family

The first month passed by visiting relatives and friends, eating and drinking, and it seemed that in a blink of an eye, it was February when the grass was growing and the orioles were flying in the spring mist.

After the Spring Equinox, the earth becomes warmer and the willows become green again.

All the famous families in the city rushed to hold spring banquets and enjoy spring flowers. Zhao Wangshu received more invitations than in previous years.

On this day, Zhao Wangshu was sitting in the yard, describing the pot of spring flowers in front of him, when Lan Fen came over with an invitation, "Girl, someone has sent you an invitation again."

"Whose spring banquet is it again?" Zhao Wangshu asked with a frown.

"The new Minister of Rites, the Han family," Lan Fen replied.

Zhao Wangshu paused, "Ling Shangshu was promoted?"

"Master Ling is now the second assistant, and the original second assistant, Mr. Wang, is now the chief assistant. All the chief assistants have foot problems and have retired from office." Lan Fen found out what happened.

"Remember, Yun Hao and eldest brother both mentioned this matter." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"I heard that for the spring banquet held by the Han family this time, invitations were sent to all the famous families in the city." Lan Fen added.

Zhao Wangshu gently put down the brush in his hand, took the exquisite invitation, and curled his lips. The Han family's spring banquet was undoubtedly another competition for fame and wealth between aristocratic families.

"Girl, are you going?" Lan Fen asked tentatively when he saw her silent in thought.

"Go, how can you not go? The Han family has sent me a message. If I don't go, wouldn't it be a disgrace to the Han family?" Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

"The girl is right." Lan Fen smiled.

Zhao Wangshu picked up the brush again and continued to paint the spring flowers in front of him.

Her brushwork is delicate and the colors are well matched. After a while, a pot of vibrant winter jasmine flowers appears on the paper.

"The girl's painting is so good, exactly the same." Lan Fen praised.

"It's lifelike." Zhao Wangshu said with a smile.

Lan Fen nodded, "This is what I want to say."

Two days later, it was the day for the Han family to hold a spring banquet. The spring was bright and the east wind was bringing warmth.

Zhao Wangshu wore a pink and purple embroidered jacket, a white cross-collared jacket, a white orchid horse-faced skirt, a pair of light pink embroidered shoes, and a Lingxu bun with a half-moon-shaped ruby ​​comb lying horizontally in the bun. The small beaded phoenix hairpin is dotted with several delicate beaded flowers.

Her dress is fresh and elegant, not only lively in spring, but also gentle and pleasant.

Riding the carriage, we soon arrived at the Han family. The Han family was bustling with traffic and crowded today.

After waiting outside the door for a while, the Zhao family's carriage came in. As soon as the carriage stopped, a maid came up to greet her: "Which girl is this from?"

The Han family had just arrived in the capital and didn't know the girls from various prefectures, so they asked this question.

Luzhi took out a famous post with Zhao Yin's official position written on it.

"Hello, Miss Zhao." The servant woman saluted and arranged for a sedan to carry her to the inner courtyard.

Although the spring banquet was held in the name of Han Zhiqing, the legitimate daughter of the Han family, it was the first time to visit the Han family and it was etiquette to go and meet the elders first.

Zhao Wangshu entered the flower hall, which was quite lively. There were many familiar girls, but Yao Shanzhi was not seen.

I wonder if she refused or didn’t arrive?

Old Mrs. Han is fair and fat, and looks kind-hearted, but the Mrs. Han next to her is thin and has a gloomy face.

Zhao Wangshu stepped forward to salute, but Mrs. Han smiled and asked her not to do so, then took her hand and looked at her carefully, praising: "What a good boy, he looks beautiful and has a good bearing."

Mrs. Han echoed: "Miss Zhao, this dress also makes your fair complexion look as beautiful as peach blossoms in spring."

Zhao Wangshu smiled modestly and said, "Thank you, madam, for the compliment. Thank you, madam, for the compliment."

Then several girls from the Han family came over to greet Zhao Wangshu.

Lan Fen inquired about it and found out that Mr. Han had seven daughters and one son. The seven girls were the third concubine and the fourth concubine. The only son was also a concubine. He was only three years old and was raised by Mrs. Han. Han Zhiqing is slightly plump, has a round face, but has a pair of slender eyes, and has an ordinary appearance.

As for the second girl, Han Zhihe, who is younger than her, she has a pretty face, bright eyes and white teeth.

After greeting them, Zhao Wangshu sat down aside. As soon as he picked up the teacup, he heard someone say from outside: "The Lord of Yixing County has arrived."

Seeing Yao Shanzhi come in, Zhao Wangshu breathed a sigh of relief and raised the corners of his lips slightly.

Mrs. Han and Mrs. Han exchanged a few polite words with Yao Shanzhi, then left, leaving the space to the girls.

See flowers in spring, listen to the rain in summer, pick up red leaves in autumn, and watch snow in winter. It is a beautiful scene all year round.

Han Zhiqing smiled and invited all the girls to go to the garden, "The spring is beautiful today, it is a good time to enjoy flowers, please come."

The garden is filled with all kinds of flowers, which are so colorful and colorful that it is dazzling to see.

This house was given by the emperor, and the Han family moved in in the twelfth month of last year. It can be seen that the flowers in the garden are newly planted.

Next to the pavilion in the garden, there are two long cases with pens, inks, paper and inkstones on them.

Han Zhiqing shuttled among the crowd, talking to various girls, behaved appropriately and spoke appropriately, and quickly won the favor of everyone.

"Long-sleeved, good at dancing, and graceful on all sides." Yao Shanzhi commented.

"When will Youzi make good on the bet?" Zhao Wangshu raised an eyebrow, "Jinzun Restaurant has launched a new dish."

"I'll send someone to remind her tomorrow." Yao Shanzhi said immediately.

While the two of them were whispering to each other, Han Zhiqing had already announced, "Using spring as the theme, I will compose a five-character quatrain and a poem. The word number is uncertain."

She also said: "If you are good at painting, you can paint spring scenes."

Yao Shanzhi knew that Zhao Wangshu was good at painting, so he asked, "Do you paint?"

Zhao Wangshu shook his head, "I'm pretty good at poetry."

A quarter of an hour later, girls came one after another to the pavilion to write poems.

"The spring breeze blows gently, and the green willows dance. The swallows return early, and the peach blossoms fill the slopes with smiles."

"Sister, this poem is very well written!" Han Zhihe complimented.

Seeing that the girls had almost finished writing, Yao Shanzhi and Zhao Wangshu went over and wrote two decent poems and lyrics.

At this time, several ladies came over. They picked up the girls' poems and looked at them.

They mainly praised Han Zhiqing's poems and asked, "Who wrote this "Spring Flower" even though they knew it?"

Han Zhiqing smiled slightly, took a step forward, and saluted: "This poem is Zhiqing's humble work."

"This poem is well written. Miss Han deserves to be the daughter of a minister, and she is extremely talented."

"Yes, the words are concise, but full of the breath of spring, making people feel like they are in a sea of ​​flowers."

"This poem is also wonderful, with precise wording and profound artistic conception, making people feel the beauty and vitality of spring."

Hearing their compliments, Yao Shanzhi and Zhao Wangshu looked at each other, and Yao Shanzhi whispered: "Is the Han family planning to introduce a talented girl?"

"Maybe." Zhao Wangshu curled his lips and sneered.

"She's very courageous. She dares to ask me to carry her sedan chair, and she's not afraid of falling to death." Yao Shanzhi said displeasedly.

"You want to expose her?" Zhao Wangshu glanced at her.

Yao Shanzhi raised her eyebrows, "Don't worry, it will be more interesting to hit her when she is praised higher, isn't it?"

The two of them watched the ladies with cold eyes, praising Han Zhiqing as if she was really a rare and talented woman.