Chapter 571
Chapter 571
Mrs. Tu could feel that the other ladies were looking at her, so she didn't know what to say.
It seems that Shi Qingluo, a village woman, is not just arrogant and arrogant because of her identity.
She wanted to push Shi Qingluo to the opposite of all the ladies and be isolated.
The other party took advantage of her salute, but pushed her to the opposite of the other ladies.
At this time, the ladies who wanted to befriend Shi Qingluo stood up one after another, and blessed her and Xi Rong, "Meet the princess and the marquis!"
Others, whether they want to or not, can only get up and pay their respects.
In fact, this should have been done when they first met Shi Qingluo and Xi Rong, after all, their identities were much higher than theirs.
It's just that many people feel that they belong to an aristocratic family and have a sense of superiority. They want to give Shi Qing a slap in the face, so they deliberately ignore her status as the princess.
As for the Marquis of Zhennan, none of the people present had seen it, so they basically didn't recognize him.
This will be brought out by Madam Tu, so they can only pray and see each other again.
Most of these ladies are human beings, and they also understand that this is Shi Qingluo's retaliation for them.
I have to say, this one played well.
Not only did he slap the arrogant Mrs. Zhu in the face, but she also used Mrs. Butcher to establish her prestige.
Is this really a village woman?
Shi Qingluo waited for all the madams to finish their salutes, then raised their hands with a gentle smile, "Everyone please excuse the salute."
Mrs. Tu and the others stood up in embarrassment.
Madam Tu suddenly didn't want to sit down and drink tea, so she suggested, "The ladies are all here, why don't we go directly to enjoy the flowers?"
Shi Qingluo and Xi Rong looked at each other and smiled, "Okay!"
The two people with the highest status have no opinion, and the other ladies naturally have no opinion.
So I followed Madam But towards the yard dedicated to viewing flowers.
The Tu Mansion is very big, because the Tu family's wife likes flowers, so they have built a variety of courtyards, and you can enjoy flowers all year round.
Now is the end of March, when the apricot flowers are in full bloom, and the Tu family has a special apricot garden.
Therefore, as soon as we entered the door, everyone saw apricot blossoms in full bloom in the garden. There was a pavilion in the middle of the garden, and a maid was making tea in it.
Mrs. Tu took everyone around in the apricot garden, and then led everyone into the pavilion.
It can be seen that the pavilion was deliberately built to be large, with several long tables and fur cushions on the chairs.
There is also a brazier under each long table, and a tandoor for making tea on the table.
The pavilion was deliberately built at the shelter, so everyone felt warm as soon as they entered.
Obviously, this pavilion is used for viewing flowers and greeting guests. Mrs. Tai of the Tu family was very thoughtful.
After sitting down, Madam Butcher held an exquisite heater and looked at everyone with a kind smile.
"The flowers in the yard are blooming just fine today, why don't you recite poems or play the piano for fun?"
She had long thought that if she wanted to make Shi Qing embarrassed, she would start with painting and calligraphy.
A peasant girl, I'm afraid she can't read a few big characters, let alone this.
Most of the wives and young ladies of noble families responded with a smile.
So Mrs. Tu looked at the apricot blossoms in the garden and wrote a poem, and let everyone appreciate it.
Those who thought that they had talents in their wombs not only appreciated the poems written by Mrs. Tu, but also wrote poems of their own.
There are also young ladies who want to express, playing with the piano prepared by the butcher.
Shi Qingluo leaned lazily on the back of the chair, listening to the qin music and the poems written by these people.
Don't say, these ladies do have something, whether it's poetry or piano.
A young lady had just finished playing a tune, when Madam Tu smiled and praised it.
Then he looked at Shi Qingluo and said, "What do you think of the county master?"
Shi Qingluo said truthfully: "It's very good."
Although she can't play the guqin, she can still hear good or bad.
Madam Tu was amused, and the answer was really perfunctory.
She chased after her victory, "Why don't the county master evaluate it carefully?"
Shi Qingluo nodded and said: "I listened to her qin sound, sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes rushing like a waterfall, and sometimes crisp like a pearl falling on a jade plate, she was deeply invested, as if she was in a high mountain and flowing water, and the mood was very good. "
Hearing Shi Qingluo's comments, the ladies present were stunned, obviously surprised.
I heard her say it was good before, but I thought she didn't understand and said it perfunctorily.
Now this evaluation is all on point, explaining the mood that this song wants to express.
Madam Tu was also stunned, but she didn't expect Shi Qingluo to understand this.
She thought about it and smiled lightly: "Then it seems that the county master's piano skills are definitely not low, why not play a song?"
Shi Qingluo looked at her and shrugged, "I can't play the piano."
She can play a few pieces on the piano, but not the guqin.
The Butcher breathed a sigh of relief, the peasant girl really didn't know how to play the piano.
She had a regret on her face, but her expression was filled with a sense of superiority, "That's a pity, I still wanted to hear the sound of the princess."
Many people also thought in their hearts that she was indeed a peasant girl, and they didn't even understand Qin, and said in their mouths: "Yes, it's such a pity."
Shi Qingluo couldn't see what they meant.
She hooked her lips and said, "I'm not good at guqin, but I can play the flute, do you want to listen?"
Gudi is one of the top ten ancient musical instruments, and it is also a popular and elegant musical instrument in ancient times.
Worse than the guqin.
"Mrs Tu, have you prepared a bamboo flute?"
Then she added: "Of course, if there is a jade flute, I won't pick it."
Madam Butcher: "..."
She really did not prepare a bamboo flute, and there was no jade flute at home.
However, she guessed that Shi Qingluo may have deliberately changed the subject, maybe not bamboo flute, because there is no here, so she deliberately said that she would.
She smiled and said, "Since the county owner wants to play the flute, then it is natural for me not to sway the county owner's Yaxing."
Then he ordered the maid to fetch a bamboo flute.
Shi Qingluo smiled and said, "I don't want to play the flute, but you keep asking me to play a song.
Madam Tu sneered in her heart, but smiled on her face, "Then I will thank the princess for the honor."
When the maid went to get the bamboo flute, Mrs. Tu suggested that everyone write down the poems they just wrote.
On the side of the pavilion, there is a table on which paper, pen, inkstone, and painting tools have been prepared.
Mrs. Tu took the lead in writing the poem she had written, and quickly sketched a pair of apricot flowers, which seemed to echo the poem.
After the other ladies read it, they all praised a few words.
Then everyone took turns to go up to write poetry or paint.
After everyone took turns to go up, Madam Tu smiled and said to Shi Qingluo: "The county master also keeps a calligraphy treasure."
There was a lady who helped: "Yes, the ladies who have served as prefects will leave their calligraphy at the banquet. We also appreciate the calligraphy of the next county master."
Shi Qingluo didn't know how to write poetry, but she was good at drawing and writing, which was cultivated by her grandfather.
She naturally has ancient poems about Xinghua in her memory, but she doesn't want to plagiarize other people's things.
After thinking about it, she looked at Madam Tu and said with a smile: "Mrs Tu insists on showing everyone my calligraphy. You are the host of the banquet, and I will still give this face."
"But I'm too lazy to think about poetry and painting alone. I don't know if Mrs. Tu would mind. I will follow what you drew and wrote?"
(End of this chapter)