Koi farm girl soft and cute

Chapter 978
Even Chun Yuyue, Zhao Chen, Lu Zan, and Yan Shisan were all there.

With such a close distance, they can hear each other very clearly, so the girls naturally have to work hard to be more dignified.

Tang Su, Ji Xinlan, Zhao Su and the others didn't care about this, it was rare for the girls to get together, drinking tea and chatting together, very comfortable and happy.

The rest of the ladies who watched were a little envious.

After all, the teaching they have received since they were young does not allow them to talk and laugh freely outside.

Needless to say, Tang Su and Ji Xinlan have wild grass-like temperaments.

Zhao Su is a princess with a noble status, so she doesn't have to be restrained.

Chunyujing is still young, and with her older brother and sister Su here, she has a natural nature, and smiles with her eyes squinted, not restrained just because she is in the palace.

In this way, among several tables, only Tang Su's table is more lively.

Others were very reserved, and the atmosphere was a bit dull.

The young masters on the other side of the willow tree didn't move at all.

It was so quiet that you could almost hear the sound of the wind blowing across the lake.

As the host, Concubine Meng Liang's face was a little unsightly.

Concubine Meng Liang's two female officials, Wen Jing and Wen Xiu, whispered a few words to Concubine Meng Liang, and Concubine Meng Liang immediately cheered up, "That's it. You go."

Wen Jing went to bring a group of court musicians to play tunes for everyone.

Wenxiu took people to the imperial garden, picked more than a dozen peonies in full bloom, carried them in small baskets, and distributed them to each table.

Wenxiu smiled and said: "Since it is a flower festival, there must be flowers. The most beautiful thing in spring is the peony. Now there is a peony on every table. After the meeting, the slaves will ask the musicians to beat the drums, and the masters will start to pass on the flowers. Flowers, drums, whoever owns the flowers, that person will compose a poem."

She glanced at the faces of everyone, and said with a smile: "If you can't write poems, you will be punished. Since slaves and maidservants are commanders, the commanders are the biggest. Masters, don't blame slaves and maidservants for not distinguishing between superiority and inferiority."

"Okay, I've been so long-winded, I know you are the biggest, aunt!" Ji Xinlan said, "I don't know how to write poetry."

"Princess, this servant knows that you can also read and write, so don't be perfunctory." Wen Jing said with a smile.

Concubine Meng Liang said: "Since we are beating the drums to spread the flowers, let's move all the buddies' desks here. It's rare to have a relaxing day. It's a pity that we are separated by a tree."

The concubine Liang opened her mouth, and immediately a eunuch came over and moved the banquet for the princes and sons to the side of the willow tree.

In this way, the faces of each other are immediately visible.

Many noble girls blushed immediately and did not dare to look there.

Tang Su raised his eyes and glanced over, and saw Chun Yuyue and Yan Shisan sitting and talking together, with a cold expression on their faces.

Zhao Chen is also there.

He sat alone on one side, with his head slightly lowered, and he didn't talk to anyone, he just held up his wine glass and drank for himself.

On the contrary, Lu Zan and the other sons were very happy, chatting and laughing, eating and drinking, and looked at the ladies from time to time.

For these aristocratic teenagers who can read and write since childhood, it is not difficult to write a few small poems.

Many people have played drumming to pass flowers at the flower festival. Many people have played it many times. When they heard that peonies are used to pass flowers, they all cheered up.

If you can make a few good poems, gain the limelight and show your face, it is also a very face-saving thing.

What's more, the handsome men over there really make people blush and heartbeat.

Gu Yingyun said to Li Tong and Yang Ying: "Sister Yang, it's nothing more than beating drums and passing flowers. We often play. But this time, the lady said that she wants to compose a poem, isn't it intentional to make it difficult for some people?"

She looked at Tang Su and Ji Xinlan meaningfully.

Only Tang Su had the lowest background here, a folk girl.

Yang Ying said: "That's right, if she can compose poetry, there's no need to be ashamed."

"Why don't we play tricks on her?" Gu Yingyun said in a low voice, "Last time that Tang Su won our chuiwan competition, which made us lose face, and this time, she made a fool of herself in front of everyone. "

(End of this chapter)