Today's weather is really good. It's clear and crisp in autumn. There are several light white clouds in the blue sky, just like the light ink color in the ink painting. Most of the chrysanthemums in the chrysanthemum garden have fully bloomed, and a few that haven't opened have puffed up flower buds. It seems that as long as the Americans get closer, they will open soon.

Although Bai Xian still doesn't know what the second prince Murong Zheng thinks, she is just a small female official and has no ability to resist he Mingzhang and Murong Zheng. She has already calmed down her mind. Since she can't do anything, wait until Murong Zheng really chooses her to marry.

Unlike other official ladies with a reserved face, Bai Xian wandered around the chrysanthemum garden and enjoyed the flowers leisurely. Not to mention, there were few pastimes for ancient people. Raising flowers and watching flowers were one of them. The gardener's craftsmanship was really good. He cultivated many varieties that even Bai Xian had never seen.

Seeing several chrysanthemums with green buds from a distance, she planned to speed up her pace and go close to have a good look. Unexpectedly, Bai Xian was hit by a girl who suddenly walked out of the side path just halfway, and the whole person fell to the ground.

Su Qingliu, who has been silent behind Bai Xian, hurriedly picked up Bai Xian and stared at the person who knocked Bai Xian down. Bai Xian also looked at each other. The girl was wearing a red dress and embroidered with gold thread, but she was very sharp in red.

If the time and place were not inappropriate, Bai Xian thought she saw a bride. She shook her head full of gold hairpins and bead hairpins, and glanced at Bai Xian proudly: "you are Bai female official. Sorry, I didn't see you just now."

Bai Xian heard the hostility of the other party. She didn't understand why the other party wanted to target herself like this, but Bai Xian couldn't remember where she had seen the young lady: "are you?"

The girl in red laughed loudly. Her laughter was sharp and harsh, as if Bai Xian said how ridiculous it was not to know her. Seeing the increasing number of people watching the excitement around, she stopped laughing and said graciously, "well, since you don't know me, you can remember Miss Ben today. My name is Zuo Shuwan. Imperial concubine Hua is my aunt and my father is Zuo Yushi."

What if what he did was not so many officials, but Bai Xian really wanted to make complaints about why the Chinese people around him always saw themselves for the first time, and regarded themselves as enemies.

Looking at Bai Xian's eyes, she was obviously thinking about things and didn't keep her words in mind. Zuo Shuwan suddenly reached out and pinched Bai Xian's arm: "Hey, are you listening to me?"

Bai Xian was in pain. She remembered that when she was approaching Juyuan today, it seemed that Miss Zuo hit someone and made the road congested. She didn't want to quarrel with each other. Fortunately, when she fell just now, there was no dust on her dress: "Miss Zuo, I'll go there to enjoy the flowers. Goodbye."

Su Qingliu held Bai Xian's arm. Neither the master nor the servant cared about Zuo Shuwan. They went straight to the pots of green rare chrysanthemums, but to her surprise, she calmed down. In Zuo Shuwan's view, she despised discontent.

Chrysanthemum garden is a round garden. Chrysanthemums are distinguished according to the variety, color and opening time, so they are placed in different positions. There are paths between the flowers. It's really comfortable to walk on the path and enjoy the chrysanthemums on both sides.

However, the place of today's banquet is on the high platform in the center of Juyuan. The high platform is about 12 feet high, which is enough to accommodate 200 people to feast at the same time. Among the people who come to the banquet today, Bai Xian knows many young ladies, but if you want to say that they are too familiar, they don't.

She had to estimate the time herself and took Su Qingliu to the high platform. She was going to find an insignificant position to sit down. Someone came forward to say hello to Bai Xian: "Bai nvguan."

Bai Xian saw that this young lady should be Miss Li who was knocked down by Zuo Shuwan's carriage just now: "Miss Li." she and Miss Li are just nodding friends. She wants to talk to miss li. She should also feel that they have been picked up and bullied by Zuo Shuwan just now, which means they have pity for each other.

Li Jingjing smiled gently and took Bai Xian to one side to talk in a low voice.

"Madam Bai, I really admire you. Just now I walked well in the carriage. Zuo Shuwan bumped over and my servant girl's head was swollen. At that time, I was angry and quarreled with her. Later, I thought that I should treat her as air like you. This is the biggest reward for her."

Of course, Bai Xian didn't think she was a person to make friends with because of Li Jingjing's words, but her words really talked about Bai Xian's heart. Since she came to ancient times, Bai Xian felt that it was really too tired to change these ancients with modern ideas. It's better to regard it as not seeing it, so that she can live more comfortably.

She showed a sly smile at Li Jingjing: "there were too many people around just now. Otherwise, I really want to punch her."

The two little women held hands and laughed, as if they had forgotten all their anger after saying two cruel words. Bai Xian carefully looked at Li Jingjing's appearance and dress. Miss Li looked gentle and wore a white dress, but the dress was like running water and the Milky way. A butterfly hairpin was inserted in a simple bun, The butterfly's wings flickered as it walked.

Bai Xian has to say that such a dress gives full play to Li Jingjing's temperament. She is really a gentle lady.

Li Jingjing is also looking at Bai Xian, but seeing that Bai Xian is so quiet and doesn't wear jewelry, she can't bear to whisper in Bai Xian's ear: "don't sister Bai know why the party is held today?"

Bai Xian certainly knew, but she didn't want to say it to scare Li Jingjing: "didn't the queen invite us to enjoy the chrysanthemum?"

Li Jingjing hesitated for a long time before saying, "sister Bai, today is the chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet specially held by the emperor for the selection of imperial concubines by the second prince of Wan state."

Bai Xian was surprised on his face and in his heart. It seems that there are really many smart people in Luodu. Everyone knows that today's banquet is for Murong Zheng: "does Miss Li want to win the election?"

Li Jingjing understood that she had no idea of winning the election and nodded shyly: "yes, sister Bai, I want to marry to Wan country. With my efforts, Dayin and WAN country have been making friends, and there will be no war."

Bai Xian is curious about what kind of person li Jingjing's father, Li Shaoqing, is and what kind of person can teach such a woman. She would rather give up her life's happiness and work hard for the country and the people. She can't help but praise: "Sister Li is really a good person. She has such an ambition. But who to choose depends on the meaning of the second prince and the queen."

The more they talked, the more speculative they became. They simply chose two corners and sat down. However, to Bai Xian's surprise, when the banquet was about to open, the queen didn't come, and the person representing the emperor was imperial concubine Hua.

Seeing the Chinese imperial concubine seated on the throne, Princess Shu Ya and WAN Guo two emperor Murong, the heart of an Wang and Bai Xian suddenly became a little cool. She took up a glass of wine and drank a big Baijiu, and the result was that the strong wine could not bring her the slightest warmth.