Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy-Eight when the Spring Banquet Is in Progress

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Chapter eight hundred and seventy-eight when the spring banquet is in progress

A breeze blew gently, and although it still had a hint of winter chill, it also brought a fragrant floral fragrance, which was refreshing. The plum blossoms that belong to the cold winter are still blooming, and the bright yellow jasmine flowers behind them have stretched out their branches to show their youth. Looking into the distance, the cool and elegant orchid has also revealed its beauty.

Under the leadership of Gu Chunzhu, Mrs. Pan walked around the whole garden and was amazed and asked Gu Chunzhu to tell her secret.

"Actually, these flowers are about to bloom at this time, but the weather is lacking. As for more, I also let the gardener in the house do it, or you send the gardener in your house to talk about it yourself, I don't care. So that Lao Hua can hand over the secret." Gu Chunzhu looked embarrassed, and spread his hands to show that he could do nothing.

When Mrs. Pan heard this, she could only look at the flowers in the courtyard for a long time with regret, but she suddenly regained her spirits, "Even if the chance is not big, I will try it!"

One after another, all the ladies and young ladies invited arrived in the garden of the General’s Mansion, and gathered together to enjoy the wonderful scenery of this early spring, while lamenting that they couldn’t have this magic to make their garden bloom.

Madam Zheng was the leader of this spring banquet. After everyone came, she walked to the middle and said to everyone in a loud voice, "Thank you ladies and gentlemen for not giving up, come to my spring banquet by appointment. If you just look at these Flowers and plants are also boring, why don't we play some games with this early spring scenery?"

Mrs. Wei, who is close to Gu Chunzhu, came out and asked first, "Mother Zheng is very polite. It is also a blessing for me to see such a scenery. As for the game, I wonder what Mamaw Zheng thinks?"

"If I want to, let the young girls come. One is writing poetry, the other is playing the piano, and the third is painting. They are all very good projects." Mother Zheng naturally had a plan, and gave the three projects she envisioned to one by one. explained again.

Because An An and Mudan were not with Mammy Zheng, she heard Mama Zheng's explanation at this time, and then she understood why she had been training them so hard in the past few days. But... several of us have Madam Zheng to open a small stove, I'm afraid it will be unfair to other young ladies. An An looked at the other friends from a distance, with the same worry in their eyes.

In the end, Mammy Zheng added another sentence, which reassured them and started to get nervous, "I know you will be worried that Miss An'an will know the problem in advance, so I decided to let them come out alone to demonstrate and not participate in the competition. "

An An silently complained in her heart, you didn't let us participate in the competition, but as a role model, the people behind you will not unconsciously start to compare with us. Probably after hearing An An's inner complaints, Zheng Ma was the first to ask An An to come out to write a poem, titled "Early Spring".

Mammy Zheng gave an incense stick of time for An An to write a poem. An An put away her messy thoughts, stood in front of the stone table with a writing brush, and after thinking for a few minutes, she quickly wrote down and wrote her own work.

An'an's words are not as gentle and small as a regular woman, but with the arrogance of some men. The poems she writes are not about Jing Yongqing, but express the contrast between the landscape outside Guan and the current comfortable environment.

"Okay!" Gu Chunzhu, like Mammy Zheng, has been standing behind An An and watching, reading the entire poem the moment An An closed the pen, and couldn't help applauding his child's talent. Then Mama Liu removed the paperweight, lifted it up and unfolded it to show the people around, and walked around to make sure everyone saw it.

"Next, I'll ask you ladies to come and compose a poem for this full of spring scenery. Can Miss Pan and Miss Wei trouble you to play a soothing tune?"

Miss Pan and Miss Wei naturally agreed, Shi Shiran walked to the piano, and Mama Liu quickly arranged for someone to bring warm water so that they could clean their hands. The crystal water droplets on Xianxiansu's hands were slowly wiped away by Supa, then turned on the incense burner on the side and slowly poured in the incense powder, and slowly pushed it evenly with a small spoon.

All preparations were done, and the heart calmed down. The two began to talk with the sound of the piano in a tacit understanding, you sing me and. The young ladies who wrote poems by the side also followed the sound of the piano and slowly calmed down and immersed themselves in their own creations.

Mrs. Pan and Mrs. Wei looked at their daughter's excellent piano skills with satisfaction, and invariably thought about giving Madam Zheng a red envelope, and they also wanted to thank Gu Chunzhu for giving their family such an opportunity.

Gu Chunzhu sat in the pavilion a little far away, closed his eyes and listened to the elegant sound of the piano and the subtle sounds of wind and water, and his heart was peaceful and peaceful. Since he came to the capital, it is rare to have such a leisurely moment. Gu Chunzhu thought that he should also find a day to take the children at home to go out to play in the spring, and he would be bored in the small world of the General's Mansion all day long.

The time for a stick of incense quickly passed, and some of the young ladies didn't hold back a word when they thought about their scorching pains. They could only stand in frustration and try to hide their figures at the end. And those talented women who have a wide reputation have shown their works one after another, and they all feel that their own is the first.

Everyone asked Mammy Zheng to quickly level one, two, three, but Mama Zheng refused to be the judge, "I made the rules and launched this activity, and I would be a bit too much work if I were to be this judge again. Means. I think the general's wife can take the big responsibility."

Gu Chunzhu, who was sitting in the distance and enjoying the scenery leisurely, did not expect that the "war" would spread behind her in the end, and suddenly she heard many people calling her not far away, she turned her head in confusion, "Why are you looking for me? ?"

"I'm looking for you to be a judge. Come and have a look. Which one is your favorite among so many poems?" Mrs. Pan was a big fan of the fun, so she ran to Gu Chunzhu's side, holding a stack of of white rice paper.

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You choose a few representatives to score together, and at the end you can choose the highest score first. "Gu Chunzhu thinks that she is a businessman who is tainted with copper odor, let her see if their math skills are still good, and such elegant things as poetry and poetry should be avoided. She shrank her neck to avoid Madam Pan, and reminded her to take it. It's good not to be blown into the lake by the wind.

As soon as Mammy Zheng heard this, she felt that there was still some truth to it, so she asked the lady present if she had volunteered to be a judge. The result can be imagined, no one is willing to come out, after all, who is willing to be this early bird, what if you don't choose to offend people. As a result, the scene suddenly became awkward again.

As the saying goes, the good is not good, the bad spirit is still the naughty wind, but this time it not only brought something, but also took away something.

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