Little lucky girl from the peasant family: Queen Splendid

Chapter 194

Ding Weiyan smiled at Yanyan, as if he was talking about family affairs with someone close to him, and he didn't feel that the beatings and killings he said were enough to affect hundreds of lives.

Everyone faintly felt that their scalps were a little tingly, and the timid ones had to think over and over again in their hearts before they could offend this girl.

And that half-toned concubine of the Sima family is so angry with hatred at the moment, there is such a person who is always whispering in the ear of the new emperor who is about to ascend the throne, if the new emperor is provoked to murder, the entire Sima family Isn't it completely over.She doesn't want to go to Quanzhou to dry the salt!

Princess Qingcheng's expression was also very bad. No matter how much she did to help Gong Zhiming win the country and the throne, the fact that Sima Quan almost killed Gong Zhiming could not be erased.This is also the reason why she always only talked about her old love, tried every means but did not dare to force her.

However, after all, she grew up with Gong Zhiming, and she is very clear about his love and righteousness.No matter how provoked by others, as long as the Sima family doesn't make mistakes and keeps themselves safe, they won't end up miserable.

Thinking of this, she felt a little relieved, and slowly took a sip of tea, as if what everyone said had nothing to do with her...

The audience suddenly became cold because of a question from Ding Wei. Mrs. Fang didn't know whether she had watched the show enough, or she finally remembered that she was the master, and said with a smile, "I have already made a fool of myself. You can't just gossip and do nothing, hurry up and beat the drums and pass the flower ball."

Hearing the words, everyone hurriedly cleared up their messy thoughts, gathered their energy and echoed, "Okay, if anyone can't do it, they will be punished with alcohol later."

"Oh, what can I do, I'm afraid I will be scolded by the master when I go home drunk."

Everyone was joking, but the atmosphere quickly became active again.

Naturally, Ding Wei would not be so blank-eyed, she nodded with a smile in response.When everyone saw it, they breathed a sigh of relief, and their expressions became much more natural.

Soon, the drum sounded, and the crimson bouquet was quickly passed around in everyone's hands, and when the drum stopped, the bouquet was falling into Ding Wei's arms.The fat boy was very happy, grabbed the bouquet and threw it around, but he didn't know that his old mother was pushed to the forefront of the storm again.

The half-tongued princess of the Sima family was frightened to death before, but now she was comforted by some expert, and she barely regained three points of fighting spirit. Seeing this, she gloated and laughed.

The rest of the people also looked strange, vaguely looking forward to how Ding Wei would solve it.After all, a cook from a farming family may speak a few words in slang, and expecting her to speak well, it would be like raining red in the sky.

The ancient mother probably thought so too, and it was hard for her to hide now, so she smiled and said, "My girl has been taking care of the little master, so I'm afraid she doesn't have much thought about poetry. It's the old slave who got something here. First of all, tell the ladies. If you can still get by, then let our girl's drink be spared, okay?"

Marquis Wu's Mansion has not had a mistress for many years, and Nanny Gu has almost become half of the family. Which female family members in this capital don't know how powerful she is, and now they have just heard the beatings and killings, and no idiot dares to say Half of the word "no".

"Mammy can also compose poems, so we are lucky today. Mrs. Marquis Wu was quite talented back then, so Mammy must have been inspired."

"That's right, I heard that there are more than a dozen boxes packed with dowry books."

Hearing the mention of the master by everyone, Nanny Gu straightened her back even more, she pondered for a moment and then she began to recite, "The grass grows and the warbler flies to the February sky, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke when blowing the dike. The children come back early from school, and they are busy taking advantage of the east wind to let them go." Paper kite."

After everyone listened, no matter if they were sincere or not, they all nodded and praised, "It's full of spring fun, as if there are really children flying kites in front of them."

The old mother bowed slightly, thanking everyone for their compliments.Needless to say, Ding Wei's "difficulty" was dealt with in this way.Some people, even if they felt uncomfortable, did not dare to provoke her face to face, and could only hope that the flower ball would fall before her eyes again.

I don't know if it was Ding Wei's bad luck, or the maid who played the drum heard the voices of the crowd, and actually stopped the drum when Ding Wei got the flower ball.

This time, the expressions of the people could no longer pretend to be calm. Everyone was secretly pumped, waiting to see how she would deal with it.

Ding Wei didn't want to be in a hurry, and stretched out her hand to stuff the flower ball for her impatient son to play with. When she was about to speak at the end...he was robbed of the conversation again.

This time it was Yun Ying who stood in front of her, and the girl didn't wait for everyone to object, and said, "Last night, the general specially gave this servant a new poem written by himself, and told this servant to recite it today if he has a chance. , it can be regarded as adding to the fun of Mrs. Fang."

After finishing speaking, she recited in cadence, "Shengri finds the beautiful shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. When you know the east wind, it will always be spring."

Speaking of which, Prime Minister Fang is Gong Zhiming's half husband, and Mrs. Fang is Gong Zhiming's half mistress.The disciple joined the poetry meeting held by his wife and presented a poem, which can be said to be filial piety.What's more, Gong Zhiming is now more than [-] people, the lord of Xihao, the weight of this poem is even heavier, no one dares to say something bad.

Therefore, everyone is scrambling to praise, wishing to praise this poem as if there is nothing in the sky.

Of course there are exceptions, and that is Princess Qingcheng.She lowered her head as if appreciating silently, but the knuckles holding the teacup were already turning white...

Why did she do so much, and he didn't want to take a second look at it? Today, he personally arranged so much just for that woman not to be ridiculed.Why?She refused to accept, not reconciled!This originally belonged to her...

Ding Wei glanced at the distorted woman on the opposite side, who didn't look like an exile at all, and sneered in her heart.

It is normal for a dozen people to sit together, beat drums and pass the bouquet. It fell into her hands once, but it fell into her hands twice in succession. This coincidence is a bit too bizarre.If it is said that no one has tampered with it, the birds on the trees in the distance may not believe it.

In this crowd, even if others didn't have a good impression of her, they wouldn't be so eager to see her make a fool of themselves. This manipulative person is simply not the second choice, except for the fake fairy princess opposite.

Of course, or being so arbitrary would inevitably wrong her.But wronged is wronged, who made her covet her son's father.This time, I will take the initiative to attack again!
Thinking of this, she smiled and opened her mouth, urging, "Ma'am, let's start the next round. I often hear Brother Fang say that we have a lot of old wine in our house, why do we have to drink two more glasses today?" !"

"Miss Ding is in a hurry." Mrs. Fang was teasing Brother An with the tassels on the handkerchief, and laughed when she heard this, "People still envy you for being protected by the old mother and the general, but you don't appreciate it. Well, let's start quickly, the banquet is ready, let's see who gets it this time?"

After the master spoke, the servant girl who was beating the drum hurriedly started beating.Ding Wei smiled and stared at the transmission of the flower ball, as if she really hoped that the flower ball would fall into her arms again, but unfortunately when the flower ball was held in the hands of Princess Qingcheng, the right hand of the maid who was beating the drum stopped suddenly, and the sound of the drum suddenly stopped. and stop.

Holding the bouquet, Princess Qingcheng smiled reservedly, "It seems that this palace is going to make a fool of myself."

With Ding Wei's miraculous question earlier, everyone really doesn't know what to do with this "former court" princess.So, I could only smile and nod.On the contrary, the half-toned princess of the Sima family was very supportive, "The princess's talent and name are well known to Xihao. It is really a blessing for everyone to have the honor to see it with my own eyes today."

Princess Qingcheng raised her eyebrows lightly, and the old mother understood, and quickly glared at the half-toned princess.It's a pity that she didn't know what was wrong at all, she shrank her neck in a daze, and sat back to her original place.

Only then did Princess Qingcheng look at the mountains and rivers in the distance, faintly revealing the hint of spring, and began to chant lightly, "The grass and trees will return soon after they know spring, and all kinds of red and purple will fight for their fragrance. Poplar flowers and elm pods have no ideas, but the sky is full of snowflakes."

In fact, most of the female relatives present here can only know a few words, and few of them really understand poetry.But the "untalented thinking" in this poem is understood.Those who are not deep in the city and are impatient have already quietly looked at Ding Wei.

It's only been two rounds, one round was done by Nanny Gu, and the other round was protected by the General. Ding Wei didn't have half a word of poetry, but she was a veritable "no talent".

Whether Princess Qingcheng was intentional or not, in the eyes of everyone, this slap was slapped on Ding Wei's face.

Ding Wei didn't seem to have heard it, but instead nodded her head in praise, "Princess is such a talented poet!"

After hearing this, everyone, needless to say, looked even more exciting.Someone seemed to want to mention a few words and sell Ding Wei a favor, but the princess Qingcheng who was as elegant as a fairy shut up again.

The love between men and women is probably the most fickle thing in time, not one of them.Especially for men who are heavy-colored, today the general may be thinking about his old love and protecting the cook who is in trouble, but who knows if tomorrow he will treat the beautiful princess like a jewel like a jewel.

The smartest way is not to help each other, nor to offend both.

A flash of contempt flashed in Princess Qingcheng's eyes, she nodded slightly in return, and humbly said, "Miss, I'm honored."

This time, before Mrs. Fang could open her mouth, the female family members who chose to be neutral had already hurriedly passed the bouquet again, hoping that it would be just another person to write a poem, and the conversation would be diverted.

It's a pity that today's poetry meeting was just like hitting an evil spirit. After the drum beat stopped, the flower ball fell into the arms of Princess Qingcheng again...

Princess Qingcheng was not timid, she glanced at everyone, opened her mouth and wrote another poem, although it was not as amazing as the first one, but it was still a good poem with neat battles.

Then the ball was passed around, the drums stopped, and the ball fell in front of the princess for the third time...

Princess Qingcheng couldn't help frowning at the end, and raised her eyes to look at the blindfolded maid, and saw that there was nothing unusual about her other than secretly rubbing her elbows. It was obvious that she didn't know that the flower ball fell into her hand three times in a row. Otherwise, you will be frightened to show that you didn't mean it.

Could it be that she is overthinking?

"Fortunately, I worked hard yesterday for half the night, but I only prepared three poems. If this bouquet falls into my hands again, it will be a monster."

Everyone also prepared poems in advance before coming to the meeting. Now that the princess said the same thing, they couldn't help laughing, "The princess prepared the most, and we only brought one."

(End of this chapter)