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The sky was a clear blue, with not a single cloud in the sky, and only a few birds occasionally flying by.
Five horses and one cart, moving quite quickly, arrived in Luoyang at the beginning of the afternoon.
The Song family has a house not far from the Peony Garden. Song Jiao had previously invited everyone to spend the night at the Song family, so after arriving in Luoyang, the group went straight to the house without any pause.
This house of the Song family was originally prepared for the two brothers Song Qi from the suburbs of Song Dynasty to study in the Imperial Academy. Now that they have gone to Yingtianfu Academy to study, the courtyard is naturally empty.
The carriage slowly stopped outside the door, and the three of them got out of the car one after another. They saw several people on horseback standing in front of the door waiting for them.
The sun was a bit strong today. Hu Ling said as soon as he got off the car: "The sun in Xijing is better than that in Bianjing. Don't let the flowers wilt. When the time comes, won't you all write poems like 'Flowers fall under a clear sky and the sun burns'?" It’s so sad, it’s so sad, it’s so boring’?”
"Sanniang is really good at joking. There are people in Xijing who specialize in cultivating peonies. No matter how hot the sun is, these flowers will never fail. This peony feast will go smoothly."
Song Jiao heard Hu Ling's hasty poem and found it very funny. He didn't agree with it, so he directly refuted it.
Ji Xuan knew Hu Ling's temper, and he might explode if he did something wrong. He hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Brother Bochi, the third wife of the Hu family is just joking, don't take it seriously."
Song Jiao laughed.
Yes, a little lady, a little lady who only knows how to use a whip, what does she know? He couldn't be serious with her, and when he was about to say something, he heard a voice from behind. ←Baidu search→【ㄨ书?Readぁ屋
"Song Dalang knew that what she said was a joke, otherwise it wouldn't be so simple." County Lord Jiaren suddenly appeared behind everyone, standing at the door of the Song family house, obviously arriving before Xu Nuo and others.
Because of his noble status, the Lord of Jiaren County did not wear a trousers like the ladies like Xu Nuo who had not left the court, but wore long sleeves.
Today she is wearing bright red sleeves with pink peonies embroidered on them, and the collar is embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with gold thread. The whole outfit is very formal. Apparently it is for peony viewing tomorrow.
In addition to the gorgeous clothes, Jiaren County's main plate's exquisite black hair is even studded with gold ornaments.
Xu Nuo thought to himself that if Lord Jiaren stood in the sun wearing this outfit, he would be so dazzled that people would be blinded.
Are you going to enjoy the peonies or the Lord Jiaren County?
Xu Nuo was not surprised when he saw County Master Jiaren, except that he complained about County Master Jiaren's slightly high-profile and tasteless clothes. But he frowned when he saw Xu Qian beside him.
Xu Qian pretended not to see the promise and just looked away lightly.
"What's going to happen?"
Hu Ling didn't expect County Lord Jiaren to show up. He showed an impatient expression at first, then smiled mockingly and pushed away Lu Jiuniang's hand that was blocking him. He took a big step forward and looked up at the Lord Jiaren who was still standing inside the door.
Hu Ling and Jiaren County Lord dislike each other, and they are refusing to give in to each other at this moment.
The Lord of Jiaren County took a step forward, crossed the threshold, snorted coldly, and said: "No matter if you shut up your crow mouth, if you get into trouble in the future, no one can save you. ← Baidu Search → [ㄨ书?Read ぁRoom"
"What did you say?"
Traveling was originally a joyful thing, but when he met the Lord Jiaren County, Hu Ling lost most of his interest in an instant.
The less you want to meet someone. The more he looked into her eyes.
She didn't say much and just pulled out the whip.
The tail of the whip hit the ground with a crackling sound, which shook the head of Jiaren County and tightened his hands.
The Lord of Jiaren County wanted to anger Hu Ling today, but he didn't expect that Hu Ling's temper had only worsened in recent years, so he whipped out the soft whip after only two sentences.
Xunuo saw that the Lord Jiaren had ulterior motives, grabbed Hu Ling's wrist, and said half-jokingly: "Why are you so anxious? We are tired from the long journey. Let's go inside and rest after bowing to the Lord."
Hu Ling retorted in her heart: I can't even get tired from riding a horse for two days and two nights. How can we call it a tiring journey if we just sat in a car for half a day?
After hearing this, everyone hurriedly saluted the Lord Jiaren County: "I have met the Lord Jiaren County."
After saluting, everyone except Song Jiao quickly stepped inside.
A gust of wind passed by Jiaren County Lord, and her eyelids twitched twice. Promise to do this obviously doesn't take her seriously.
She turned her head and glanced at the people leaving. Her eyes finally fell on Xu Pingyi. She didn't look back until he passed through the corridor and turned to the side yard and was out of sight.
"Mr. Jiaren County, Mr. Song didn't know you were here, so he was rude just now."
As the owner of Song Jiao, he still doesn't know why Lord Jiaren County appears in his mansion.
Although he came to the capital not long ago. But he also knew that the Lord Jiaren of Ning Prince's Mansion and the Third Lady of General Hu's family were at odds with each other. They would fire off their guns whenever they met, and there would definitely be some commotion.
If he knew that the chief of Jiaren County was coming, he would naturally not invite Hu Ling again, otherwise he would be asking for trouble.
"I didn't make it clear to you in advance. I think Ding Silang told you before that he would bring two friends to your house during the flower viewing. It would be me and Xu Siniang." The Lord of Jiaren County restored the image of a noble girl. Image, gentle and elegant when speaking, as if the person who just picked on Hu Ling was not her.
Song Jiao and Ding Mo were good friends. Ding Mo came to Luoyang to enjoy the flowers. The Song family's house was close to the peony garden, so Song Jiao invited Ding Mo.
"The cold room is simple and crude. I hope the county master won't be offended."
Song Jiao understood as soon as he heard it. Even now, he couldn't let anyone go out, so he had to arrange their residences farther apart.
To some extent, it was a good thing that County Lord Jiaren stayed at the Song family's house to enjoy the flowers. Song Jiao was happy, so he received County Lord Jiaren respectfully and took her on a tour of the mansion in person.
Hu Ling returned to the room still very angry. The whip was circled around his hand many times, until his wrists turned red.
"If I had known she was coming, I would rather not come to Xijing. What's there to see about peonies? It's not as interesting as Cuju. If Zhu Beijiang hadn't been invited over, I would have come here without hesitation."
Xu Nuo said: "Why let her ruin your good mood? Do you know that Lord Jiaren County and Xu Qian are both people I don't want to see. Why don't I get angry like you?"
Hu Ling covered her ears and refused to listen, and only shouted: "I don't have a good temper like you, otherwise I wouldn't be able to change my whip every half a month."
"Why am I so good-tempered?" Xu Nuo picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp.
She seems to have a good temper, but she just faked it to match her identity as the sixth wife of the Xu family. If someone really offends her, she will let that person taste life worse than death even if she loses a layer of skin.
He promised not to care about Hu Ling anymore, and first asked Qiyue to go out to find out the news, and then discussed some poems about flowers with Lu Jiuniang.
Lu Jiuniang has read poetry and books, is very thorough in humanities and geography, and is very proficient in poetry and quatrains. Xu Nuo feels that she has learned a lot every time she talks about literature with her.
The two of them talked about what Hu Ling said earlier outside Song's house.
Lu Jiuniang leaned on the couch and said, "It is better to use wilting flowers instead of falling flowers. The artistic conception and charm are much better."
"Speaking of falling flowers, I know a poem named after falling flowers, which is very exquisite." Xu Nuo said happily, and he would recite it as soon as he put his hands together.
Lu Jiuniang immediately became energetic after hearing this. She sat up straight and waited happily, but Xu Nuo didn't speak for a long time.
"Liu Niang, what's wrong? You shouldn't have forgotten."
Xu Nuo was startled for a moment, and then said: "Originally I remembered that I was very familiar with it, but I was so excited just now that I forgot about it just as I was about to speak."
"Did you really forget it? You, I wanted to hear what kind of poem could make you praise me so much." Lu Jiuniang laughed and shook her head, and then started talking about something else.
Xu Nuo did not forget the poem just now, but remembered it clearly.
But the moment she opened her mouth, she remembered that she couldn't recite this poem, and she broke into a cold sweat because of it.
The reason is simple. The "Falling Flower" she remembers was not written by anyone else but Song Qi, the young prince of the Song family.
"Falling Flowers": "Everyone is hurt when they fall and turn red, and the smoke and rain in the brothel can't help but forget each other. They will fly back to dance in the wind, and they have fallen into half-face makeup. The pearls have tears when returning from the sea, and the people in Zhangtai have removed their bones and left behind the fragrance. It may be unintentional Pass on the two butterflies, give your love and honey chamber."
She had used poems created by the ancients at some banquets earlier, but those poems only appeared hundreds of years later. She just used them and it would not affect the development of later generations of poems.
But "Falling Flowers" was written by Song Qi a few years later. If she recited it today in front of Lu Jiuniang, given Lu Jiuniang's amazing memory, it would definitely arouse suspicion if Song Qi wrote this poem a few years later.
Fortunately she didn't say it.
However, with Song Qi's current temperament, Xu Nuo really couldn't figure out what he went through afterwards to write such a sad poem. (To be continued.)
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