Su Da Zhao Feng

Chapter 50
Fengya is not a person who gets angry easily, she doesn't know her well anyway, so she intends to ignore her, the more you respond to a person like this, the more aggressive she will be.

Seeing that the other party didn't speak or pay attention to her, Yuejiao suddenly felt like singing a one-man show, so she said bitterly to Fengya, "Why don't you speak? Could it be that I really hit the mark?"

Feng Ya sighed helplessly before saying, "Miss, let me tell you a story!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Feng Ya continued, "A Zen master met someone who didn't like him during his journey. For several days, that person tried every means to slander him. Finally, the Zen master turned around and asked the person,' If someone gives you a gift and you refuse to accept it, who does it belong to?" The man replied, "Of course it belongs to the person who originally gave it." The Zen master smiled and said, "Yes, if I don't accept you Then you are scolding yourself. 'Miss Yue, do you understand now?"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a "puchi" laughter not far away. The man came out from behind the tree. He was dressed in red and enchanting. There is a bit of seductive charm, if it weren't for the men's clothes, at first glance, he might be mistaken for a woman, and she is a beautiful woman who is all over the country.

Feng Ya nodded at the man, ignored the man whose face turned pale and turned red, turned around and left, she still had a lot of things to do, she couldn't delay it because of her.

The man in red looked at the person who was covered by the peach branches, and there was a bit of interest in his eyes, this woman was a bit interesting.

"Miss, that young master just now is so beautiful!" Qianhong couldn't help but said when she walked a little further away.

Feng Ya curled her lips, "I don't like men who are prettier than me." And the teasing in that man's eyes made her uncomfortable.

Compared with the lively north courtyard, the study in the south courtyard is much quieter.

"Listen to Ye, what time is it?" Le Zhengjin put down his pen and called the people outside the door in.

"My lord, now is the end of time." Ting Ye replied.

"Hmm." Lezheng Jin nodded thoughtfully.

"Father, Feng Ya is holding a poetry meeting in the mansion, and as the master of the Prime Minister's mansion, she has to show her face, otherwise it's too unreasonable, isn't it?"

"Father, don't be silent, at least you have to show up to Fengya in the future, otherwise people will think I'm such a poor and unloved lady!"

"..."

Le Zhengjin couldn't help laughing when she recalled how that clingy guy had been nagging in her ear, not giving up until she convinced herself.

Time is like running water, passing by quickly, people who entered the Taoyuan came out one after another, or returned with full load, or empty-handed, or very few.And Feng Ya is a person who returns with a full load, but what she loaded is different from others.

When the last fire was extinguished, Zhang Xuanjun and others will evaluate and record the collected pairs.

And everyone was told that they could walk around the yard freely and taste the pastries on the table at will.

"Hey, here are Wufuzhai's special Meixiangyu, lotus paste crisps, and wine balls..." The guests were surprised. Wufuzhai is a well-known pastry shop in the imperial capital, but it is usually supplied to concubines and noble masters in the palace. Wait, this kind of special pastry is rare in the folk, let alone tasting it.

"What kind of snack is this? I've never seen it before." Just as the person just said that, the sound came from here again.

A few people gathered around, and seeing the pastries in different shapes and shapes on the plate, but they couldn't see any materials, they all shook their heads in amazement.

It's not like waiting in Waiku when criticizing poems in the past, but now there are exquisite pastries to taste and appreciate, and time doesn't feel slow.

So everyone is still immersed in the delicious food, and the result has come out.

"The one who matched the most pairs this time is Mr. Xue Chengjiang and Mr. Xue. He matched ten pairs, and the one who matched the most neatly this time is Mr. Yang Shouyi. Please come up, two gentlemen, and receive our Prizes prepared by the Poetry Club."

Amid the applause of the crowd, the two men stepped out from the crowd and congratulated the people around them with their hands clasped together.

But when the two of them took the box from the attendant and opened it, both of them were shocked on the spot, even the calm expressions on their faces froze.

"What's going on? They seem to be frightened?" Baizi was puzzled.

"That's both surprising and delightful. Miss, what I put in it is the calligraphy of Zhang Xun, a calligrapher who is hard to find in Nanxu Kingdom." She stole it from her father's imperial study, and Feng Ya felt pain in her heart.

"Hey, Huang Lian, where are the two scrolls I put on the shelf?" Emperor Nan Xu searched for a few times but couldn't find it.

"Return to Your Majesty, I don't know, but the third princess seems to have visited the imperial study once yesterday."

Emperor Nan Xu's eyes were darkened, this unworthy girl——

Sure enough, the two who were still calm just now walked down the pavilion without knowing where to put their hands and feet, and even proudly enjoyed the envious or jealous congratulations of others.

Feng Ya quietly walked to Duan Yeyun's side, and he handed her a piece of paper.Feng Ya opened it up and looked, and couldn't help but be disappointed, only twelve of the pairs written by her father were matched, but excluding the four pairs matched by men, and the four pairs matched horribly, only four pairs remained.But after thinking about it, father's literary talent is so high that few men can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, let alone women?Thinking of this, I was relieved, so I urged Duan Yeyun to proceed to the second link, but this time the second link was slightly changed.

After listening to her words, Duan Yeyun glanced at her, but said nothing, walked towards Xuanjun Zhang beside him, and then whispered something to him.

According to Ye Lai's report just now, Dad has already come out of the study, so now we will go directly to the third link, playing, playing and singing!

Although the people present did not know why this was a poetry meeting in name, but it was not held mainly on poetry, but before coming here, they had been notified that there would be such a session, so everyone came prepared.

Seeing her father sitting in the pavilion, Feng Ya let go of the heart that was in her throat, so she opened her eyes wide and watched the performance of the people on the stage.

As soon as a clear and melodious flute music fell, the sound of the piano began, ding ding dong dong, big beads and small beads fell on the jade plate, and they cooperated very well. Baizi whispered softly in Fengya's ear, "This is the two of the prefect Yao. Miss, the one who plays the flute is the second miss Yao Meiqing, the one who plays the piano is the third miss Yao Yueqing, and the one sitting on the side in pink and watching is Yao Yiqing, the fourth miss of the Yao family."

After listening to Bai Zi's introduction, Feng Ya looked at the two of them carefully. She had a peach cheek and apricot face, pretty and charming, and a small cherry mouth, graceful and graceful. Then she looked at the fourth lady, although she was still young, but she could be seen for the first time when she grew up. The graceful posture.The three flowers of the Yao family are not bad!
After thinking for a while, Feng Ya turned her head to look at the person sitting in the pavilion, seeing that he seemed to be listening to the piano and flute ensemble of the people in the courtyard seriously, so she asked Baizi to write down their names as well.

Bai Zi looked at the densely written names on the paper, and couldn't help but have one head and two big. Is this for the Prime Minister and Mrs. Xiang, or is he picking a maid for him!But still write down the name honestly.

Listening to Feng Ya, she felt a little sleepy. If it wasn't for this poetry meeting to find a wife for her father, she would have fallen asleep on the spot to these lullabies. The warm spring day is really the best place for a nap. Time, but now she can only hold on desperately.

"clank--"

Two powerful and extremely lethal piano sounds instantly brought Feng Ya back to her senses. She was taken aback and patted her chest, but felt a gaze falling on her. When she looked back, she met her father's smiling eyes. By the way, it turned out that Daddy was joking and made her feel sleepy, so Fengya stared back at him, and turned her attention to the culprit who scared her off just now, Mr. Zhou.

Enchanting in red, it turned out to be the enchanting man I saw in Taoyuan before. I didn't expect that man who looked indistinguishable from male and female could play such a majestic repertoire. Sure enough, people can't judge by appearance, but sea water can't. Measure the drops.

Feeling Feng Ya's gaze, the man in red raised his head and blinked at her.

Feng Yahuali was frightened, is this person winking at her?

After the song, he shook his robe and left the stage. The host continued to announce the curtain, and he entered the stage alone.

Feng Ya also shook her clothes, but she wanted to shake off the goosebumps all over her body, she couldn't stand a man winking at her.However, his eyes were immediately attracted by the person who was going to play next.

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