A homely small stage has been set up in Cuizhu Residence, and the actors invited by the Self-Studying Department are waiting in the wing at this time.
Shi Yan walked slowly in, put the food box on the table, crossed his hands and bowed to Mrs.
Mrs. Xue had a smile on her face and said calmly: "Why are you so polite? Come and sit down next to Er Niang."
After the words fell, Shi Yan said "yes" in a low voice, then turned around and entered the seat on the right.
When Song Qinghe saw her coming, he stood up with the two girls in brocade clothes beside him and greeted Shi Yanwei.
One of them had a peach-petal face and willow-like eyebrows, and was wearing a gold-woven pomegranate red dress. She was Song Qinghe's cousin Lin Erniang Lin Ying, who often came to the Song Dynasty;
Shi Yanwei didn't recognize the other one, but seeing that she had a begonia-shaped face, green eyebrows, skin as white as mutton fat, shiny golden hairpins, and dignified and elegant manners, it was no surprise that she was a girl from a wealthy family. .
Shi Yan lifted her skirt slightly and sat on the low stool. When she raised her eyes, Song Heng's tall and straight figure came into view. He was leaving Mrs. Xue and leading two maids with delicate features to Song Qinghe's side. It came in just behind her.
The figure got closer and closer, and Shi Yanwei felt uncomfortable for some reason. He mechanically stood up along with Song Qinghe and others and crossed his arms in salute to Song Heng.
Song Qing and Weng were heard calling him second brother in an arrogant voice, and then introduced Shi Yanwei to him enthusiastically, "This is the little sister who is the savior of third brother. Her surname is Yang and her given name is Chuyin. Everyone in the house calls her This is Mrs. Yang, has my second brother seen her before?"
Yang Chuyin's name has achieved good results. Song Heng looked sideways for a moment and said two words lightly: "No."
Shi Yanwei raised his eyes slightly because of his lying words. What caught his eye was that Lang Jun had sideburns as sharp as a knife, eyes as bright as paint, and a high nose and thin lips under his two sword-shaped eyebrows. He was not as rugged as his figure at all. It's scary, but because he has been fighting on the battlefield all year round, his hands are stained with countless lives and blood, and there is a faint air of solemnity and cruelty around him, and he doesn't like to talk or laugh, which makes it really difficult for people to get close to him. .
At this time, he looked as calm as frost, as if the two of them had never met each other that day in the garden under the spring rain.
For a person with such a deep mind like him, it is better to stay away from him. Shi Yanwei made up his mind, and after sitting down, he ignored his next actions and picked up the white porcelain tea bowl and took a sip of tea to quench his thirst.
Seeing her sitting back, Song Heng looked away calmly and raised his hand to signal the maid behind him to bring the things up.
Ju Bai came forward with a red lacquered sandalwood box in his hands and read loudly: "A pair of Hepu Nanzhu."
After saying this, he opened the pear-wood carved square box, and two pearls, round and flawless, as big as dragon eyes, immediately fell into everyone's eyes.
Pearls as big as this must have come from old clams in the deep sea. They are priceless things, but I don't know where he found such a pair of pearls worth thousands of gold.
Shi Yanwei had only seen such large artificially cultivated seawater beads on shopping apps before, but now he saw them in real form, and they were natural. It was a feast for his eyes.
While being surprised, Shi Yanwei couldn't help but sigh: The dignitaries know how to enjoy themselves, and behind these rare treasures, there is no telling how many people's blood and tears have condensed.
Thinking of this, Shi Yanwei's green-feathered eyebrows frowned slightly, but only for a moment, for fear that others would see the true soul in her bones.
His interest suddenly dropped by half, Shi Yanwei put down the teacup in his hand, twisted a red date between his green-white fingers, and heard another female voice read out "a pair of gold and jade bracelets."
Shi Yanwei no longer had any intention of looking at those rare objects. He lowered his eyes slightly and put the pitted red dates into his mouth.
Song Heng watched this scene without leaving any trace, and became more and more curious in his heart. His little sister couldn't hide the joy in her eyes when she looked at Nanzhu, but what about the girl in front of her? It was actually mixed with some compassion and melancholy that I didn't know where it came from.
Not long after, Song Ming and Mrs. Gao came in with their maid. They also went to see Mrs. Xue first. Song Heng went to sit at the top of the male guests' table.
Because Song Ming was idle at home, he did not do any serious work all day long, and only focused on sex and indulgence. There were many concubines in the house, so Mrs. Gao did not have a good relationship with him. In order to escape his leisure time, he lived in separate rooms in different courtyards for many years. It's just that I can see it on the face, and I haven't broken my face.
Song Qinghe had also heard about her "good guy", and Song Heng and Mrs. Xue often told her to go to her Aye courtyard when nothing happened. No matter how stupid and stupid she was, she knew that those rumors were not groundless. .
Mrs. Gao always felt dirty staying with him for a moment longer, so she immediately sat down next to Song Qinghe, suppressing her nausea as she listened to him say a few words of congratulations, and advised him to hurry up and sit down at the table.
Song Ming then went to the male guests' table. When he saw Song Heng sitting at the top of the table, he felt a little unhappy. Although he inherited the official position and the position of the head of the family from his eldest brother Song Jie, he was still a junior and needed to be like Sanlang. Calling him uncle, he sat down in the first seat without hesitation, and his uncle was nowhere to be seen.
"Uncle." Song Heng stood up slowly and saluted with crossed hands.
Although Song Ming was dissatisfied, he still squeezed out a smile on his face and said with a smile: "Since we are at our own home, why does Erlang need so many courtesy?" After speaking, he sat down in the second seat.
A few days ago, when Shi Yanwei was watching mallards by the pond in the garden, she met Song Ming once. She vaguely felt that someone was peeking at her not far away, so she turned around and looked around. Song Mingbang's tall and round figure caught his eye, and Shi Yan turned slightly, even though he was being stared at by his pair of leering moves, which made him uncomfortable. After bowing politely and saluting, Shi Yan flew away from him.
Thinking of the look in his eyes at that time, Shi Yanwei still felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly in his throat. He raised his hand and took a candied plum from the small plate and put it into his mouth.
The last ones to come were Song Sanlang and Zu Shiyi Niang. The couple came hand in hand with an indescribable intimacy and affection.
Song Sanlang also loved Song Qing and his cousin in every possible way. Although his actions were not as generous as Song Heng's, he was still very generous.
When the banquet started, Mrs. Xue first asked Song Qinghe to order a piece of music. Song Qinghe loved reading the history of the Northern Dynasties and admired men like Lanling King Gao Changgong, so he ordered "Lanling King Entering the Battle Song".
Shi Yanwei had only heard of this song and dance in novels and film and television dramas before, but had never seen it with his own eyes. When Song Qinghe ordered this song, he was looking forward to it.
When she was distracted, she suddenly heard Mrs. Xue sitting above her calling her with a smile: "Ms. Yang, you are a distinguished guest in this house. Please click on a song you like and watch it."
When the maid heard this, she turned around and gave Shi Yanwei the track list to look at.
Shi Yan lowered his head slightly to look at the list, and was attracted by the "Dance of Colorful Clothes and Feather Clothes" on the track, and spoke out.
Mrs. Xue loved to listen to this song when she was young, so she laughed and said: "Mrs. Yang and I have thought of the same place. Since you ordered the song for me, Erlang, who won the battle not long ago, will order the third song." Bar."
So the maid presented the list to Song Heng again.
Mrs. Xue's kind almond eyes fell on Song Heng for a long time, carefully observing whether he paid special attention to Yang Chuyin. However, he never looked at her since he sat down at the table. He just mentioned Yang Chuyin in particular. He never raised his eyes to look at her, as if he had no interest in her.
With such a result, Mrs. Xue did not feel regretful in her heart. She was already a little wavering, thinking secretly that if Erlang fell in love with her, she would be wronged by being his concubine, but if she wanted to be his wife, she would be worthless. An orphan girl with branches to rely on.
Anyway, it's not that there are no other candidates, Erlang is not the one, and there are Zhang Sanlang, Li Silang and Wang Wulang. Who knows that there is no other big fortune waiting for her ahead.
Just when Mrs. Xue had made up her mind, Song Heng had already casually started to sing the song "The Music of King Qin Breaking the Formation".
After everyone finished ordering the music, drummers, pipa performers, qin performers and several masked dancers stepped onto the stage.
The sound of the piano pours out from the strings, and the dancers move with the sound. At first, the tune is slow and calm, like water flowing under the ice, and the atmosphere is gloomy; suddenly the drums sound, and the strings sound urgent and loud, like a heavy armored cavalry galloping with a gun, The blades of the blades touched each other, emitting a sonorous and powerful sound of gold, stone and jade breaking.
Half of the candles were extinguished. In the dim light, the dancer took out a bright red cardigan from her wide sleeves and put it on half-arm. The originally pure white dance clothes suddenly turned red at the top and white at the bottom. The candles that were about to be extinguished burned again. After entering the stage, the steps of several dancers are uniform, rapid and heavy, their snow-white skirts are flying like waves, and their slender arms are flowing freely, softly and powerfully.
Shi Yanwei was mesmerized by the music and dancing, as if he was immersed in the ancient battlefield thousands of years ago. He felt thrilling and his soul was shaken.
Compared to Shi Yanwei who was intoxicated, Song Heng was much calmer. He had watched this song and dance music no less than ten times, and he was experienced in the battlefield, so he was not very interested.
Mrs. Xue had been secretly spying on him just now. While she was listening to music and watching dance, Song Heng also looked at her several times. Seeing that she no longer paid as much attention to him as before, he calmed down and held on. Song Yu and Song Yu drank from the filigree-patterned gold cup.
When the song ended and the dance stopped, everyone applauded and the actors left the stage in an orderly manner and went to the wing to change clothes and prepare for the next song.
Taking advantage of this stall, Song Qinghe poured himself a cup of peach blossom wine, stood up and toasted everyone, then brought it to Tankou and drank most of the cup. Shi Yanwei had a poor body and was not good at drinking, so he did not dare to drink more. , only drink half a cup.
In just one cup of tea, pipa performers and dancers appeared again. Different from the costumes of the previous song, the dancers in this performance all wear emerald green skirts, with sleeves as wide as fans, fluttering robes, white feathers on their shoulders, and fairy hairpins decorated with flower and feather hairpins. She is tall and graceful, as beautiful as a fairy in heaven.
But the sound of the piano is melodious and soothing, like pearls falling on a jade plate and jade shattering in Kunshan; the dance is light and graceful, like swallows crouching in their nests and green willows spreading their waists.
Shi Yanwei's bright eyes looked at the pipa performer's fingering and the dancer's movements on the high platform, but she never noticed that someone was looking at her with the scrutinizing eyes of the people around her.
The girl who catches the eye has clouds of green hair, with silver butterflies in her hair, and flower hairpins inserted diagonally. She is wearing a straight-collared half-arm gown with a Baoxiang pattern, and a high-waisted pleated skirt with small group patterns, which makes her slender willow waist look even more unflattering. The eyebrows are emerald, the eyes are wavy, the face is begonia, the mouth is red, the skin is as white as pear blossoms, and the fairy Guanghan is coming out of the Toad Palace, and the fairy Tanghua is descending to the mortal world.
Song Hengfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her head and drank the wine in the cup, stood up and left the place silently.
After the dance, Mrs. Xue discovered that Song Heng had left the table amid applause.
I think he didn't even notice the person at all.
Mrs. Xue turned her head to look at Shi Yanwei, and couldn't help but sigh softly, thinking to herself: A girl with such beauty could not catch his eye. Could it be that he really wanted to marry that stunning girl who could only come in such a short time?
The bright moon is shining in the sky, and the spring flowers are blooming all over the garden.
Song Heng stood under the shade of winter jasmine flowers, listening to the wind and admiring the moon, until the sound of the harp and harp ensemble came from inside, and he turned back.
When Mrs. Xue saw him coming back, she felt relieved a little. Immediately, he whispered to Shu Yu beside him to ask him if he drank too much and if he could use some hangover soup.
Shuyu got Mrs. Xue's order and moved lightly towards him. Song Heng said that he just felt that the room was stuffy and he just went out to enjoy the breeze, so there was no need to use sobering soup.
Mrs. Xue looked at his expression and remembered that Sanlang said that he was a master who never got drunk after a thousand cups, and a smile appeared on her face again. She thought in her heart that Er Niang was now sixteen years old, and it was time to start looking for people. , when the weather gets warmer, we can go to hold a polo match outside the city, invite some girls and men to have fun together, and pick a few good ones first.
After the singing and dancing stopped, the dusk outside the window was getting darker, and everyone dispersed. Song Qinghe personally sent the two girls outside the house, so there is no need to elaborate.
When Song Heng returned to his retreat, Feng Gui was standing under the eaves watching the eagle shave its feathers. When he saw the master of the family returning, he hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, saying that he had something to say back.
Seeing this, Ju Bai and Shang Lu retreated. Song Heng went straight into the study. Feng Gui quickly followed. After they finished their reply, Song Heng asked about Madam Yang without saying anything.
