Chapter 137 Peach Blossom Forest (two updates in one, 4000 words)
From the time she came in until now, Mrs. Su has said nothing except a greeting. She has been standing in front of everyone with an aloof attitude. Princess Jin would have been unhappy, if not for the rosy complexion and excellent body of her son who was raised now. , she has lost her face long ago.
He held back his displeasure and nodded to the young lady, "Ling Chun, take Mrs. Su and the young lady to the garden to see the flowers."
“Yes, Princess.”
Finally freed, Cheng Yingzhen felt relieved, and her stiff limbs instantly relaxed. When her daughter turned around, she almost overturned her daughter. Su Ruojin was alert and took advantage of the opportunity to quickly support her.
With this moment of relaxation, I was finally able to lift my feet and walk.
The two mothers followed Ling Chun out of the main hall.
Mrs. Su was so aloof that she didn't even say hello. Someone gave the princess eye drops and said, "Mrs. Su is too aloof."
As a bystander, Princess Yuehua noticed something. She raised her eyebrows and said, "Seeing a room full of people wearing the clothes I drew, if it were me, I would be aloof."
A group of ladies:…
They were about to spit it out when they discovered that Princess Yuehua had worn it several times since last autumn, including today.
“I didn’t expect Yuehua to know her.” Princess Jin has always been at odds with this divorced sister-in-law. The main purpose of today’s flower party is to find a second marriage for her.
Yuehua smiled and shook her head: "I don't know."
All the noble ladies were confused, wondering why they were willing to support her?
Yuehua thought to herself, she didn’t know why she wanted to support this timid woman who couldn’t even move her limbs. Is this just a matter of fate?
pieces, clusters, clusters of flowers, like brocade or satin, pink, white, pink but not dark, light and refined.
The sunshine is gentle, the spring scenery is all over Kyoto, willows are cuddling, peach blossoms are scorching, and the green grass is full of green grass on the streets, dancing to the rhythm of the spring breeze, as if telling the sunshine of spring.
Wearing a purple gold crown with hair and jewels on it, a scarlet brocade robe with dark flowers, a jade belt, and court boots, she stands outside the steps facing the wind. When the wind blows, petals fly and fall. The pink and white beauty spread over one shoulder.
His face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, his color is like the flowers of spring dawn, his temples are like knife cuts, and his eyebrows are like ink paintings. Standing there, the spring scenery in his eyes is not as dazzling as that of Prince Pingyang. He looks dignified and cold, which is intimidating.
Not far away, a group of young ladies were crowded together. They glanced at each other from time to time, fearing that their hearts were wandering.
Su Ruojin thought to himself, why didn’t he realize that he was a monster?
She stepped forward with an innocent fake smile and saluted, "Ajin has met the little prince."
Zhao Lan is a frequent visitor to the family. Cheng Yingzhen felt much more at ease and bowed accordingly, "I have met the young prince."
"Madam, no courtesy."
The middle school boy seemed to have become much gentler and more sensible in an instant, and the feeling of decadence and world-weariness was less visible in his eyes.
He smiled slightly and said, "I'm going to the front yard and I'll bring Saburo over later."
“Thank you so much, little prince.”
After Zhao Lan said hello, he walked along the corridor to the front yard.
The willow tree next to the corridor hangs down its soft and silky willow branches, swaying gently in the spring breeze. The breeze is gentle, the green willows are smokey, and the spring flowers beside the rockery are blooming brilliantly and dazzlingly.
The whisper of swallows, the brightness of spring.
The young ladies all looked at Su Ruojin and her daughter, who were treated differently by the little prince, with unkind expressions.
Su Ruojin thought it was really tiring, so she took her mother to find a place where King Wu could lean and sit down, resting her breath while waiting for the flower party to end.
In the main hall of the front yard, Su Yanli took Su Sanlang without paying attention. He blended in with the crowd and acted like a transparent person. Until his students came in, he was pushed in front of others. take away.
Su Yanli was not at ease.
Zhao Lan smiled and said, "Teacher, don't worry."
Su Sanlang didn't want to follow a group of adults, so he quickly said: "Brother Zhao will definitely take good care of me."
This child…
Su Sanlang happily followed Zhao Lan out.
When Zhao Lan found Su Ruojin, she was taking her mother to look at the various spring flowers in the garden. When she saw him, she sighed, "It would probably be better if there were large peaches, plums, and apricots."
The flowers in the palace are all expensive, such as peonies, orchids, crabapples, camellias, magnolias, etc.
"You want to see?"
The large tracts of peaches, plums and apricots are as bright as the clouds. It is simply a beautiful scene in the world. Su Ruojin likes to see it the most.
Zhao Lan smiled and said, "I'll take you to see it tomorrow."
“Where?” Su Ruojin asked curiously.
Shuang Rui wanted to laugh on the side.
Su Ruojin felt it and looked at him, as if thinking, "The mountain behind Yueshui Temple?"
The place where they met for the second time was still unpleasant.
Zhao Lan looked away guiltily. At that time, he called the young lady a crybaby.
Su Ruojin didn't pay attention to him. She wanted to go, so she turned to her mother and asked, "Mom, we haven't had a chance to go out in spring this year. How about going to see the peach blossoms tomorrow?"
“I wonder if your father is free?”
“I’ll ask for leave from the teacher.”
This matter is settled.
For some reason, Zhao Lan seemed not to be busy and kept accompanying Su Sanlang and Su Ruojin's mother and daughter.
While strolling around, Su Ruojin said sheepishly, "Little Prince, you go and do your work. Sanlang, I, and my mother will just hang out here."
"fine."
Su Ruojin didn’t believe how the palace flower party was a time when people of all kinds walked around to communicate with each other. How could they not be busy?
Zhao Lan seemed to understand what she was thinking, "I have two brothers and one sister." This meant that with them blocking him, he could do whatever he wanted.
Su Ruojin:…
Okay, you are the protected and free legitimate son, and I am the breadwinner of the family. There is really no comparison between people.
With Zhao Lan accompanying me throughout the whole journey, even if a moth wanted to pounce on me, there was no chance. I really enjoyed admiring the flowers, had a sumptuous lunch at the palace, and didn't go back home leisurely until after afternoon tea.
The legendary house fighting dramas do not exist at all.
Su Ruojin said happily, "Dad, the little prince said he would take our family to see the peach blossoms tomorrow..."
Just as she was about to interrupt her daughter, she continued, "The little prince asked me to ask for leave for you."
Su Yanli: ...Okay, it's not impossible to steal half a day's leisure.
On the second day, except for Ding, Mao Ya, Li Xiuzhu and others went to the peach grove near Yueshui Temple to enjoy the flowers with the Su family, bringing various barbecue materials, tea snacks and juice.
When they met at the gate of the city, they saw Fan Yanjia and two older sons of aristocratic families. Zhao Lan introduced them as Prince Wei and Mr. Lu.
It turned out to be Prince Wei who broke Cheng Baotai's leg. Su Ruojin happily stepped forward to salute, as if he was sorry to meet him so late.
Zhao Lan:…
The neglected Mr. Lu:…
Wei Shizi didn’t know why the young lady was so enthusiastic. He was also confused. He looked at Zhao Lan and asked, “What’s going on? I’m going out for a spring outing and the young lady is with me?”
“Let’s go!” Zhao Lan knew it well, but his expression was worried. He was the one who really contributed!
But I can’t say whether you are depressed or not.
The group of people walked for half a day before arriving at the mountain behind Yueshui Temple. Standing on the hill and looking down the slope, they saw acres and acres of peach, plum and apricot groves! Like a sea of flowers, it is really spectacular.
"Dad, do you know there is a peach grove here?" Su Yanli nodded, "Yes." He and his wife had a date here before they were married.
“Then why didn’t you bring us?”
Su Yanli: ...Ever since I gave birth to a child, I have not only been short of manpower, but also have no money. I have long forgotten the scenery of spring and mountains.
Su Ruojin understood her father’s eyes, well, that’s true.
It’s already noon here, so I don’t have much to say, so I quickly spread out the blankets, set up the grill, and fill my stomach first.
Less than a quarter of an hour later, the charcoal fire was finally lit, and Shutong and Mao Ya quickly started grilling meat.
Zhao Lan, Su Yanli and others sat down to have a rest, drink tea, and get to know each other. Prince Wei is the commander of the Imperial City Division, and Lu Youbai is the young minister of Dali Temple. Among them, he has the highest position, but the lowest. Adjusted.
Su Ruojin and Fan Yanjia relieved themselves from the fatigue of the car ride and took over Shutong and Mao Ya's work. They happily cooked barbecue with sauce. The wind blew the aroma everywhere, attracting chatters to come around.
Lu Shaoqing smiled and said, "I've long heard that Su Ji's barbecue tastes great. When I saw it today, it turned out to be true."
When someone praised him, Su Ruojin quickly handed over a cooked mutton skewer, "Master Lu, do you want to try it?"
Lu Youbai took it and took a bite, nodding, "It's delicious."
Shu Tong then distributed the baked goods to several young men one by one. They stood beside the grill, chatting and eating, which was very fun.
A few people waited for three minutes, Zhao Lan took the Mao Shabu, and he actually started to bake it. This was the first time Su Ruojin had seen him do such a pyrotechnic thing.
"You know how to bake it, right?"
Zhao Lan hummed at her, meaning, stand aside and watch me.
Su Ruojin gave way.
Prince Wei was also interested, so Fan Yanjia gave it to him and said with a smile, "Am I the first to be lucky enough to eat food baked by Prince Wei himself?"
It really is.
“It’s easy for you, kid.”
Fan Yanjia smiled from ear to ear, "When I meet your son, I will brag in front of him."
“You boy…”
Standing in front of the dreamlike sea of peach trees and flowers, these famous disciples temporarily let go of the constraints brought by their status, and all enjoyed the bright spring scenery freely.
Either do it yourself, or sit on the blanket when you are tired, or when you are interested, recite poems to the flowers with Su Yanli, one by one, clusters of flowers, like brocade and satin, pink, white, pink and pink. Not dark, light and refined, smelling a light fragrance, letting you fly according to your mood.
Having mostly eaten, Su Ruojin took Sanlang down the slope, intending to pick a few unopened flower buds and take them back to put in a plum vase. Unexpectedly, she saw her cheap uncle in the peach forest pavilion.
But she did not dare to shout.
There was a noble lady being served by servants in the small pavilion. She had just met this lady yesterday. She sat next to Princess Jin and said, "It turns out to be Mrs. Su." She did not ask who this person was.
I didn’t expect to bump into my brother-in-law, but the situation didn’t look good. It seemed that the lady wanted to take a rest and drive away the people in the pavilion. The uncle who came from Pingjiang Mansion couldn’t be a bad guy, right?
Su Ruojin quietly took a few steps closer with her younger brother and overheard their conversation. Upon hearing the content, she realized that the cheap uncle was really a slut. He actually discussed first-come, first-served with a noble lady from the capital.
Brother-in-law, haven’t you heard of it? If anyone is caught at the foot of the imperial city, he is either a king or a nobleman. Don’t risk your life!
Do you want to be saved? Su Ruojin was struggling when she suddenly heard someone shouting.
Well…
Su Ruojin pushed his brother's head behind the bushes again, took his hand and left.
“I see you.”
Su Yanzu came out of the small pavilion at some unknown time.
Su Ruojin stretched her head and looked towards the small pavilion.
"I have been blessed by you, and I have not been betrayed by others."
"ah…"
“The noble lady recognized you and let me go.”
Su Ruojin breathed out, patted her small mouth, and glared at the cheap uncle, "This is not Pingjiang Mansion, please put away your pretentiousness."
Su Yanzu was not angry after being scolded by his little niece, and sniffed: "Are you barbecuing?"
Su Ruojin: ...Another foodie?
"You just arrived in the capital and you came to see the flowers?" Su Ruojin even suspected that he deliberately sought out these elegant places to touch porcelain, and he happened upon them.
The look in my little niece’s eyes is really amazing!
Su Yanzu couldn't help but laugh. The more he laughed, the more he laughed. In the end, he couldn't help laughing.
Su Ruojin: ...The cheap uncle must be crazy!
"Haha..." Su Yanzu almost burst into tears with laughter, "I'm not laughing... I'm not laughing... I'm really hungry. Come on, let's go have a barbecue."
Su Ruojin: ...still quite crazy.
But she didn't let him go, "Say, what are you doing here?"
“What if I didn’t tell you?”
“You don’t have a share in the barbecue.”
Su Yanzu was about to laugh again, but he was really hungry and had no energy left. "I was asked by a friend to help him see the peach grove in Yunshan, the capital city, and by the way, I would draw a painting and send it back to Pingjiang Mansion."
Really, you didn’t lie?
Su Yanzu glanced at the young man.
The boy opened the scroll in his hand, and a small freehand color ink painting of clouds and clouds appeared in front of Su Ruojin. She opened her eyes in amazement, "Oh my God, it's so artistic!"
The little niece didn’t say she looks good? This is someone who understands painting. To understand painting is to understand him.
Su Yanzu’s playful smile suddenly turned deep.
“It’s really good.”
At some point, Princess Yuehua also stood in front of the painting and praised it generously.
Su Yanzu didn't feel complacent about the beautiful lady's praise. He calmly asked the servant to put away the painting, thanked him politely and distantly, and urged his niece that he wanted to have barbecue.
starving!
Su Ruojin saluted the lady and said, "Madam, I have a barbecue at my house. Do you want to try it together?"
Whether you like it or not, it is better to make a friend than to offend a powerful person.
Yue Hua smiled, but she didn’t expect that the young lady was more polite than the adults. She nodded, “That’s troublesome.”
“You’re welcome, madam.” Su Ruojin supported Sanlang and asked with a smile, “Don’t you know your surname?”
"Let..." The servant was halfway through the training when he was stopped by Yuehua, "Prince Xiaojun is my nephew."
It turned out to be Princess Yuehua, no wonder she was sitting next to Princess Jin.
She quickly apologized, "Ah Jin, I'm so rude!"
“He who does not know is not guilty.”
“Thank you so much, princess.”
The two were having a conversation, but Su Yanzu walked behind and remained silent the whole time.
Su Ruojin glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that he was absent-minded. He must not be pretending. He must not be here to catch the rich and beautiful!