CH 47

Fu Lingxian sighed.

Spring sorrows, she is indeed sad.

But it's not just spring worries.

Bo Mengshang was also in a trance, thinking, this is a true portrayal of her mood at this time.

After all, there were a lot of people, and it was mainly for the sake of teaching, so I didn't stick to doing things and taking turns to speak, but set a time and asked them to submit a piece of poetry.

There is also plenty of time, after the end of the trilogy.

The content of the Yaling quickly spread to everyone, even the family members also knew that the content of the Yaling was "Chunchou".

Luo Qionghua propped her chin and muttered to herself: "I'm so worried right now."     Chang Min turned her head and glared at her,

"Children, what are you worried about?"

The light yellow silk satin is connected with mother's hand: "I am chained like a dog."

Chang Min said: "Don't raise your hand, people will see the joke."

Luo Qionghua muttered: "It turns out Mother also feels ashamed."

Chang Min glared at her: "If it wasn't like this, you probably would have run away before you got here."

Luo Qionghua pursed her lips and said, "Mother slandered me."

Chang Min didn't bother to answer her, and rushed at her Hissed, and turned to talk to the lady next to her. The woman was Mrs. Taichang, surnamed Chen, about forty years old, with a gentle expression, and said: "Flowers are always lively, so don't hug her too much. Like the one over there, that's not good."

Her gaze glanced not far away, there was a noble lady surrounded by the crowd, but the other person looked tired and didn't seem to want to talk to anyone.

The fifteen-year-old Princess Yunping already looks like a young girl. Luo Qionghua has never seen her before but only heard about her in rumors. She is the adopted daughter of the Prince Regent. The king is not related by blood and remains the closest person to the regent.

Now that the Empress Dowager is seriously ill, the Son of Heaven is young, and the power of regent is in the hands of the government, Princess Yunping is naturally a hot figure now, Luo Qionghua looks at her curiously, the first impression she gives is that she is very tired.

After looking at it a few more times, Luo Qionghua found that it was because the other party always drooped her eyelids and seemed unable to open her eyes. In addition, the shoulders were shaved, the waist was plain, no makeup was applied, and the lips were light in color. It looks like he is not motivated, but his temperament is elegant and quite bookish.

What Luo Qionghua envied about the other party the most was that she heard that the other party lived in the palace and lived with Her Majesty for two years.

Mrs. Taichang's Mrs. Chen curled her lips and said: "As an elder, when I go to see her, I don't ask her to please us, just ask for a good face, and there won't be any. If you want to talk about every housekeeper in the family, it won't work. How old is she? Went to Wu'an Gong's residence?"

Chang Min thought for a while: "Six years old."

Chen said: "It's almost ten years younger now, and he still looks like a small family...cough."

Mrs. Chen was going to say something even worse, but in the end, she restrained herself a bit. Chang Min waved her hand and told her to stop, so she changed the subject: "Speaking of which, didn't your sister-in-law say that she wanted to marry her daughter?" What do you say now?"

Chen said in a low voice, "The Bo family is different now, isn't it? Do you remember the one who won the Liangnan fief earlier? He was also unlucky. In the past year, there was a drought and a locust plague, and now these things have fallen on him, and now the whole family is in the court prison, alas, it is different now, do you know how proud the six mothers of the Bo family were in the past What about people, yesterday..."

They lowered their voices and whispered together, Luo Qionghua felt bored and looked up at the lake.

They were arranged on a temporary bamboo platform by the bank, and there was a row of willows in front of them. The branches were already dense, and the branches hung down in the lake. Without losing elegance.

But in this way, Luo Qionghua couldn't see the figure of Her Majesty in the water pavilion on the other side, only when the wind blew the gauze curtain, she could see some vague shadows, but she couldn't tell who was who.

She pursed her mouth in displeasure, thinking that she had finally come here, but she couldn't see Her Majesty either.

She ate a piece of pastry, and from the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of her mother becoming more and more involved in the chat, and she had already leaned over to Mrs. Chen's table. She suddenly rolled her eyes and felt that the opportunity had come, so she secretly untied the ribbon on her wrist, and untied half of it. Chang Min pulled off the ribbon and said, "What are you doing?"

Luo Qionghua immediately pretended to be tickled: "Itch, I'm tickled, scratch it, can't you?"

"Don't get me wrong.

"Yes."

After all, Chang Min was still curious about gossip, so he only paid attention for a while, and then started chatting with Mrs. Chen, Luo Qionghua pretended to drop something and went to pick it up on the ground, seeing that her mother didn't look at it, she wrapped the ribbon around the table legs, then bent down and climbed to the side.

She held her breath and had just climbed over two tables of people when someone stopped her: "Why are you going, Ahua."

Luo Qionghua quickly lowered her voice and said, "I...I'm going to the toilet."

The other party was Duke Yong's daughter, and the relationship with her has always been good, but Luo Qionghua knows that the other party needs to talk to her mother about everything. If the other party tells her mother, then obviously her mother will also know, then she can't run away.

Hearing that she was just going to the toilet, the other party waved his hand and said, "Oh, then you go, I'll go and play with you when I get back."

Luo Qionghua nodded, straightened up, and trotted away.

She is not here to play, she is here to see Her Majesty.

She ran to the shore, trying to hide behind the willows, but made a half-circle, and was caught just as she was about to reach her destination.

The one who grabbed her was Peng Yu, the captain of the imperial army, and the youngest son of Peng Ling, the eunuch. He knew what kind of temperament Luo Qionghua was, so he grabbed her by the collar and said, "Why, where do you want to go?"

Luo Qionghua pleaded: "Why don't you let me go, I'm sure there will be benefits for you in the future?"

What benefits?"

"I, I have a piece of good pine ink."

"Are you kidding me? When did you meet? I read and write?"

"Okay then, how about I help you get that horse you saw last time?"

Peng Yu was about to speak when a voice asked, "What are you doing?

"Didn't see who was coming, so he howled at the top of his voice: "My lord, save me!"

Peng Yu immediately let go of his hand, not only letting go but also knelt on the ground: "See the regent."

Luo Qiong Hua: "..."

Huh? So "lucky"?

She lowered her head and raised her eyes slightly, and saw that the person was tall and slender, wearing a black robe with a green belt around her waist. This robe was not the elegant style that is fashionable today but fit it well, revealing a pair of black shoes.

Looking up, I saw the face, and it was indeed the Prince Regent. The other party frowned and looked at Luo Qionghua, and said for a while, "You are... you are the daughter of Luo Xiang."

It is very impressive, and the source of this impression is very embarrassing, because the daughter was not born looking like either Luo Xiang or Mrs. Chang, so some people gossip that this daughter is not his own.

At that time, Fu Lingxian was still young, hadn't gone to the border, and was just doing nothing to feast and hunt all day long, so he also heard the rumor and was coaxed to take a peek at Miss Luo.

But what he saw was a doll whose hair hadn't even grown. It could only be said that the eyes were bigger and the skin was whiter. Fu Lingxian couldn't remember what it looked like.

Later, Luo Xiang got angry and took out the family tree to say that his grandfather's grandfather had married a Hu man's wife, and his daughter just returned to his ancestors, so everyone stopped.

Then she saw her a few times, and every time the Regent saw her, she couldn't help but think of the mischievous days when she was young, and unconsciously remembered Miss Luo's appearance.

When she was a child, she looked like a barbarian, but now she doesn't look like that anymore, and looks more like a Han, but with a more pointed nose and deeper eye sockets.

Seeing that the regent knew Luo Qionghua, Peng Yu hurriedly said: "Yes, this is the daughter of the Duke of England. We have known each other since we were young, and the humble job is playing with her." The regent looked at Luo Qionghua suspiciously: "You, why are you here?"

Luo Qionghua bowed, and said confidently: "I'm lost."

The Regent: "..."

It's really difficult to get lost here, after all, as long as you look up a little, you won't be able to tell. The reason for not knowing the direction.

Luo Qionghua said: "I want to find a place to do business."

The regent sighed: "Then you should find a nearby waiter, why did you come here?"

Luo Qionghua kicked the stone on the ground: "Go I'm wrong, I'll just go back."

After saying that, she turned her head and left, and the regent said, "Wait a minute, you...what's your name?"

She pointed at Peng Yu.

"Peng Yu is a humble job."

"Peng Yu, you send her back...don't let her get lost again."

Luo Qionghua felt annoyed, thinking to herself, she's meddling in her own business.

But in the end, she was taken back by Peng Yu. Fu Lingxian watched their backs disappear, and was stunned for a while. She inevitably thought of her teenage years. Too many scruples, for a long time, everyone will still be friends with each other and can gag at the beginning.

When did things start to change?

Just as she was thinking, she heard footsteps, looked back, and saw that Her Majesty was being supported by someone.

"I saw the emperor's aunt contemplating here from a distance. I wonder if she is brewing a masterpiece?"

Her Majesty was smiling, walking slowly, with a pink face and peach cheeks, wrapped in white fox fur, fainting like a pearl.

It was because the lake was filled with water vapor and it was a bit damp and cold. Fu Ping’An began to feel cold, so he put on fox fur, but when she put on the fox fur, she became hot again.

But after all, she was thinking about exchanging feelings with Fu Lingxian, so she followed her. She seemed to be talking to someone from a distance, but when she came over, she was the only one she saw.

Fu Lingxian said: "I have little talent and little learning, so I have a headache."

Fu Ping’An said with a smile: "If you and I write poems, they are just making up the numbers. Can we win the top spot? It doesn't matter if we don't write poems."

Fu Lingxian also smiled after hearing this: "Yes."

Everyone praised her for being both civil and military, usually, it made her feel burdened, but today's words from Her Majesty made her relax. Take a breath.

Then she also found that, except for Her Majesty, probably no one dared to say such things to her.

While speaking, the music had come to an end, and everyone returned to the waterside pavilion, Fu Pingan returned to his seat, and the music gradually died down, like misty waves, swaying into the distance.

The poems and essays of the scholars were quickly collected, and they were piled up on the ground of the water pavilion. The ministers picked them up to comment, and Fu Pingan also picked up a few copies to look at.

She originally wanted to hold this banquet, but she just wanted to gain fame, and she didn't think that there would be a real talent in the account. After all, she only wrote poems and listened to music, and the talent she could show could only be the talent of banquets, but she didn't expect that, after watching After dozens of copies, Fu Ping’An found an attractive talent.

One is Fang Yunli and the other is Tang Huai.

One of them lamented how difficult the people's livelihood is and the difficulty of spring farming, while the other said that spring overseas has a special flavor.

The subject matter is interesting, but the poetry isn't great.