Mountain wild man Ziwang and his wife

Chapter 443 Beautiful People Are Always Envied
After this amazing dance like flying fairy on the roof ended, many beautiful women came out of the plum garden gracefully. These women danced under the plum tree. If there is no previous dance, then the subsequent dance In fact, to be honest, it's still pretty good-looking.

But who told the old Liu's family not to arrange it? It should be the finale show that got the first one, and then no matter how good the following shows are, they will be overshadowed by the first one as a comparison.

After the song and dance performance was over, everyone strolled around the plum garden in groups of three or five. Walking among the plum trees, the tip of their noses smelled cold and fragrant. In front of them, there were blossoming, delicate and beautiful plums. , with both strength of character and beauty, has been the favorite of literati from ancient times to the present.

On the other side of the male guests, there are already people reciting poems under the plum blossoms to oppose, and some people are painting, which is very impressive.

On the female side, some girls also proposed to make poems about plums, and then judge the good or bad after they are done, and suggest that everyone give some prizes, and then the top three will win the prizes, so it will be interesting.

Yin Taoxin said that she was not afraid of the cold and could watch a play outside, but the girls and wives in front of her obviously couldn't help being cold.

There is still light snow in the sky, so writing poems here is not afraid of freezing my little hands?

While she was slandering, someone came to her: "Mrs. Shen, please join me. I heard that you were taught by a famous teacher when you were in the Duke's Mansion in the capital!"

Yin Tao shook his head: "It's so cold outside, I won't participate if you play."

Liu Jiahui looked at Yin Tao provocatively: "Is Madam Shen afraid? If you are afraid of being compared, then there is no need for it. It's just for fun. Madam Shen, don't take winning or losing too seriously."

"Jiahui, don't be rude!" Seeing that her daughter was so ignorant, Xiao Tao directly provoked the guests, so she stepped forward and pulled her sleeves, and scolded her coldly.

Little Dow is Liu Jiahui's biological mother, and also Mrs. Liu's niece and niece, but they live in the next room.

"Okay, let's go into the house when you go shopping in the garden in the cold weather. It's snowing outside and it's so cold. Don't freeze the girls." Mrs. Liu interrupted the conversation, and she supported Liu Old madam, old madam Liu nodded in agreement: "It's too cold outside, my old lady says I can't bear it, so I'll go back to the house first.

If you feel elegant, you can go shopping again. If you feel cold like an old lady, let's go to the house to talk. "Yin Tao didn't respond, everyone thought that Yin Tao had no ink in his stomach and was guilty, so Mrs. Liu and Mrs. Liu were trying to smooth things over for Yin Tao.

When Mrs. Liu opened her mouth, no one refuted, and they all followed her words because they felt a little cold.

On the way back, Liu Jiahui gave Yin Tao a hard look, Yin Tao felt that there was something wrong with this person, did she provoke this girl?
(Yin Tao: "..." Could it be that beauty is the original sin, and that my all-powerful appearance hinders her eyes? If so, should I dig out her eyeballs so that she can't see other people's beauty? It won't be uncomfortable.

Well, that's a good idea.

Yin Tao thinks she is a kind girl. )
Yin Tao thought the matter was over, but the group of young girls didn't stop when they went back to the house, and asked someone to set up a pen and ink in the flower hall, and then picked up a pen to write a poem.

Someone came to invite Yin Tao again, but Yin Tao still refused with a light smile.

Liu Jiahui wanted to ridicule Yin Tao again, but she could only hold back the scolding.

However, she didn't go to find Yin Tao again, but arranged Yin Tao among the girls, saying that Yin Tao had nothing but skin, but it turned out to be a bag of straw on the embroidered pillow.

It is said that Mr. Shen is blind to fall in love with such a pompous person like her.

He also said that she was just a vixen, seducing men with only one face... In the end, it was a bit embarrassing.

When she said that, most of the girls agreed with her.

After all, although she is a concubine, there is no concubine daughter in Lord Liu's house, so her status is similar to that of a concubine daughter.

In addition, her father was the biggest official, so they all had to support her, even if they thought Liu Jiahui was rude and rude, they still had to support her if they didn't like it.

No one else in the room could hear the muttering outside, but Yin Tao could hear it. Hey, she really couldn't suppress her violent temper.

Yin Tao got up and went out. When everyone saw her walking out abruptly, some people followed to watch the excitement.

I saw Yin Tao asking the girls in the hall outside: "How do you compare the poems? How do you count the lottery?"

Seeing her asking, everyone looked at Liu Jiahui, and Liu Jiahui pointed to the gold and silver jewelry on a tray next to her. The participants in the competition each produced a piece of jewelry, and after the poem was written, it was sent to the front yard without a signature. Judge the talents, and the poet who wins the first prize will have all the prizes!
What, is Mrs. Shen coming to participate?
After all, Mrs. Shen said it was cold when she was outside, but now she is not cold inside. "

Besides, you dare not participate and ask a fart!

What's going on with Yin Tao, if she doesn't know how to do it, don't participate, it would be embarrassing if she can't write it later or write nonsense.

Although it is said that she is a girl who has been raised by the Duke's Mansion for 16 years, after all, her birth is the bottom line, and she can't get rid of the earthy smell all over her body by living in the Duke's Mansion.

A pheasant will never become a phoenix!
Everyone stared at Yin Tao, their hearts were very active, and they looked at her with all kinds of eyes, gloating, pitying, and felt that she was overpowering, so they were a little contemptuous, and some looked down upon her... All of them just looked at the eyes There are countless plays.

Yin Tao calculated the value of this plate of jewelry in her mind, and it seemed that it could be sold for 80 taels of silver, so she raised her hand and tore a gold hairpin from her head and put it in: "Well, you're right, it's not cold now Alright, let me play with you, so as not to be misunderstood as an embroidered pillow and a bag of grass."

Everyone suddenly felt embarrassed by Yin Tao's prying eyes, and everyone's faces froze.

At this time Mrs. Liu also came out, she smiled and returned the bracelet in her hand and put it in the tray, "I'll join in too, I, an old woman, can't stop writing poems, I'll give you young people a good start .”

Mrs. Liu also put a ring in: "The old lady has added a lot of color, and I will add one for fun, but I don't know how to write poetry. When I was in my mother's house, my father always said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, so I only know a few words, and I hope you guys don't laugh at me."

The actions of the two Mrs. Liu made it clear that they were helping Yin Tao out of trouble, so that Yin Tao would not be ridiculed after losing.

Sure enough, as soon as their words fell, the faces of the girls became even more embarrassing. Liu Jiahui was almost made to cry by her grandmother and aunt.

The two wives have added a lot of color, and the other wives can still be indifferent, so they all added something, and many people echoed the two Madam Liu's statement, saying that women mainly have to learn culinary arts, and take care of them. A good family is what matters most.

It's okay to treat any poems and songs as a boring thing, but let it be a serious matter.

Girls: "..." Are you still writing this poem?

Yin Tao looked at the stacked trays and thought to himself that these must be sold for hundreds of taels of silver.

So, when the girls were debating whether to write poems or not, Yin Tao had already started writing.

(End of this chapter)