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MTL - Little Cardamom-Chapter 18
Before Shen Hua finished speaking, Ming Tan subconsciously glanced at her, and Bai Minmin and Zhou Jingwan, who knew the inside story, couldn't help but look sideways in surprise.
The rest of the girls didn't know the inside story, and after hearing Shen Hua's words, they all had a look of sudden understanding.
Oh, it turns out that Miss Mingsan is bullying people in her own mansion, relying on her superficial skills.
This Miss Mingsan really has no rules. An aunt's son is so arrogant that she intentionally hurts people into the water, and she is always thinking about what will happen to her when she falls into the water. Her thoughts are truly vicious. .
They thought so, but they never suspected that Shen Hua was lying, because although Shen Hua and Ming Tan were called cousins, they were obviously not close, and they often had their own circles when they went out together. It is necessary to hide the signs secretly, so how can Shen Hua maintain it for no reason.
Presumably this Miss Mingsan must be too domineering and unsightly, and she even dared to whip the whip at every turn, so Shen Hua's distant cousin living in the mansion must have been bullied by her.
Thinking of it this way, the eyes cast on Mingchu became more shameless and disgusted.
Shen Hua also looked directly at Mingchu. Seeing that Mingchu recovered from his bewilderment and wanted to defend himself, she stopped him softly before anyone could speak: "Actually, the girl knows how to do it in a few ways." It’s enough for self-defense, if you accidentally hurt someone, it’s not good after all, and if you’re not careful, you might even hurt yourself.”
Mingchu: "I—"
Ming Tan lightly pressed his forehead, took Shen Hua's voice, and said in a slightly soft voice: "My cousin is right, I just feel dizzy from breakfast, and it has nothing to do with the sunset, doctor. I also came to take the medicine for Guomai, but there is no sign of cold, so the third sister does not need to take this matter to heart all the time."
Mingchu: "Shangyuan—"
"The third sister will definitely be able to see the fireworks of the Shangyuan Lantern Festival next year." Shen Hua comforted with a smile, and then explained to everyone, "The third younger sister has a heart, she came back from Yangxi Road earlier, and urged her all the way, that is I want to go back to Beijing on Lantern Festival and watch the fireworks in Shangyuan, but it's cold and the road is far away, so I can't catch up in a while."
When Ming Tan heard the words, a little helplessness appeared on his face immediately, and he sang and said: "Actually, I am also to blame, if I hadn't talked to the little girls about how lively Shangyuan Jingzhong was, and it happened that the third sister heard about it, which aroused regret. Well, the third sister won't get sullen for no reason and wave her whip in the garden."
"Speaking of Shangyuan, the dumplings made by A Tan this year are really delicious." Bai Minmin also reacted and added a sentence.
Zhou Jingwan covered her lips, and said in a soft voice: "I also feel very regretful. In Shangyuan, A Tan posted a post, inviting me to go over to the mansion to taste the dumplings she made by herself, but this body is really unbelievable. Every autumn and winter It was windy and cold for several days, so I had to stay in bed to recuperate."
Mingchu: "...?"
Damn Yuanzi, what did you eat in Xianjiang?
Are you talking nonsense with your eyes open?
"Jingwan, my old lady has just found a remedy for her weakness, and it will be delivered to your house tomorrow, and you can find a doctor to see if she can use it."
"A Tan, do you still feel dizzy now? It's not good to go out without breakfast, it's better to eat some snacks."
"What balls? It makes me want to taste it. Why didn't A-Tan give me some to taste, cheapskate, return the sachet I made!"
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Mingchu hadn't figured out the nonsense made up by those people, and the topic of the conversation had gradually drifted away, and no one gave her a chance to speak at all.
After a while, the talented scholars invited by Zhang Huaiyu also arrived one after another, and everyone's attention was drawn to another garden separated by a wall of leaking flowers.
Shen Hua purposely stayed behind, and when she passed by Mingchu, she warned softly: "I advise you to be quiet, if your fourth sister's innocence is ruined, do you think you can find any good family? People would only say that the concubine's daughter raised in Beijing since childhood is nothing more than that, not to mention the concubine's daughter raised by the concubine.
"Mr. Hou probably loves you so much that he can't bear to touch you. What about Madam? What about the Duke of Changguo? Even if Master Hou loves you like his life, he insists on keeping you safe. What about your aunt, the mistress of a family, what else do you need to deal with a concubine?" The reason? If you die, you will die."
Mingchu was startled suddenly, his back went stiff.
She digested on the spot for a while, her mind was full of what Shen Hua said in that calm tone just now, that if she dies, she will die.
Princess Fengzhao noticed that Mingchu was still standing in the gazebo, stepped forward and looked at her contemptuously, and asked: "The reason they just said about falling into the water, is it true?"
Mingchu pursed his lips, stiffened for a while, and finally gritted his teeth and nodded.
Feng Zhao didn't want to talk too much with the little concubine at first, but when he heard the words, he felt bored and turned away with disdain.
This scene fell into the eyes of Ming Tan who was not far away. She lowered her eyes and gently sniffed the falling pear blossoms, but said nothing.
Not long after, there were frequent poems eulogizing spring in the garden next door. Shu Jingran was highly praised by literati and scholars in Beijing, and now in high school, even more so.
Seeing this, the lady was also ready to move, and if she was bold enough, she yelled at the Louming flower wall in a coquettish voice: "Tanhua Lang is so talented, why don't you also give us some advice for girls?"
After all, there are a lot of booers. Those who are self-effacing, those who are confused, those who put a high hat on Tanhualang, you are all delicate young ladies, and I am afraid that few people can stand it.
Shu Er shook his head helplessly, so he had no choice but to respond with a smile, and replied in a warm voice: "I don't dare to give advice, ladies, you are naturally talented."
Bai Minmin was very active just now, and now she is still looking around in front of the Leoming Flower Wall and said brazenly: "Did you hear that, Second Master Shu praised me for being so talented!"
Ming Tan: "..."
Zhou Jingwan: "..."
Both of them had expressions of "as long as you are happy".
Of course, Bai Minmin has only had a mouthful, and can't compose poems.
In terms of poetic talent, Zhou Jingwan is the best among all the women, and Shen Huaben is obsessed with this, and she can also be ranked in the top three.
Ming Tan can compose poems, but among the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, her most outstanding is the piano skill, and the chess skill is also the best among ladies. For the sake of good-looking writing, reciting poems and composing Fu can only be said to be useless.
After everyone wrote it, the poems and essays were collected in a pile and sent to the garden next door.
"'The camellia hangs its shadow at night, and the new leaves leak the spring light.' What a poem." Shu Jingran tasted it for a long time, and finally praised it.
People in the garden next door cast their eyes on Zhou Jingwan: "Wanwan, did you do it?"
Zhou Jingwan nodded reservedly.
Afterwards, Shu Jingran praised Shen Hua's poems about spring, and was very surprised to ask about the poems written by Princess Fengzhao, but Princess Fengzhao's answer was irrelevant, and he still stumbled. .
"Ten thousand branches are folded and the rain falls, and the fragrance comes from the tip of the moon." This is about pear blossoms.
Shu Jingran looked at the small characters on the hairpin - this poem was at best above average, but for some reason, there seemed to be a very faint scene of pear blossoms and rain falling on the paper, and the tip of his nose seemed to be lingering with a light pear fragrance.
He held up the paper, half-closed his eyes in the sunlight to look at it, then leaned closer to sniff it, and smiled suddenly: "I wonder which lady wrote this poem? It's very elegant and interesting."
Ming Tan stood in front of the Louming flower wall and responded: "Second Master Shu is absurd."
Shu Jingran raised his eyebrows, and also looked at the leaky flower wall that he had been deliberately ignoring.
At this look, he was slightly surprised: "Miss Ming Si?"
"How does Second Master Shu know me?" Ming Tan was curious.
Shu Er was dumbfounded, he couldn't say that you fell into the water on the night of Shangyuan, so I watched the play seriously not far away. Fortunately, he had a flash of inspiration, and remembered that his old lady had a birthday party a few years ago, and this Fourth Miss should have gone there with Madam Jing'anhou.
After explaining in this way, Ming Tan felt that it was quite predestined. The distant glimpse she had of Shu Er was also at the Shu family's birthday banquet.
Seeing her from such a distance unexpectedly, Shu Er actually remembered her, and can still recognize her now. Isn't this a destined marriage?
Shu Er changed the subject again, and asked how the fragrance and shadow of flowers came from.
Ming Tan replied modestly: "It's just a pity to see the pear blossoms scattered just now. It's just a little bit of fragrance when you smash it into the ink. As for the flower shadow, you can just paint it after pounding the juice on the paper."
Shu Jingran understood, and cupped his hands from afar and said, "Teach me."
Ming Tan also bowed back from a distance, feeling very happy.
She knew early on that the poetry society would have to write poems, but her poetic talent is not outstanding, so she can only work on other areas.
The method I just mentioned just means the same thing, how can it be so elegant by just doing it casually, and the pear fragrance is light, and the ink will only be completely covered by the fragrance of the ink. This method focuses on paper. She made this in the mansion three days ago. Zuzu Lixiang painted the paper with dark scenes, and I brought it here to replace it.
In fact, the reason for this poem is nothing more than flowers, plants and trees, shining in spring. She can be like Princess Fengzhao, find a talented person to help her write a few poems first, and then apply it.
But she also thought of it a long time ago. If she can't answer a few questions when she does this, or if she is asked to compose another song that cannot be applied temporarily, it will be extremely embarrassing, just like this Princess Fengzhao.
And at the moment, Princess Fengzhao, who is extremely embarrassed, hates Mingtan very much!
Second Young Master Shu actually talked to her a lot, and he still recognizes her after seeing her a few years ago, she was so angry that her hands turned white! Pointing to a clump of peonies nearby, he said coldly: "Miss Ming Si is talented, but this pear blossom is petty after all. How about writing a peony poem for Mr. Shu to comment on?"
"..."
peony poem.
She is trying to make things difficult for others.
A few years ago, during the selection in the palace, there was a woman who was attached to Concubine Yu, who was in charge of the selection at that time, and compared her to the flower king peony, which was praised in poems.
There is nothing wrong with peony's poems, but in the palace, the one who can be compared to Kao Peony is definitely not a mere noble concubine.
Later, the poem was introduced into the ears of Emperor Chengkang, and Emperor Chengkang was furious. He immediately ordered Concubine Yugui to stop her feet and think about her mistakes. A heavy reprimand - if you can't write poetry, you don't have to write, if you can't speak, you don't have to speak.
Later, there was a story about her father's pleading guilty, and it was reported in the mansion that the girl's high fever did not go away and she lost her voice.
The wrath of Emperor Chengkang is still palpitating, so that in recent years, no one in Beijing has written poems about peonies, and no one has written any more simple praises without comparison. Naturally, Ming Tan is unwilling, I will not touch this mold.
Feng Zhao has been dazzled by jealousy at this moment, and he doesn't want to pretend to be easy-going at all. He only thinks that she is the princess of gold and jade, and why does she need to look at the faces of these women? She just wants to let them know what is the difference between high and low!
So everyone watched helplessly as Princess Fengzhao stepped forward to pick a precious peony, played with it in his hands, and chanted poems.
After finishing speaking, she stood in front of Ming Tan, put the peony into Ming Tan's hair, and said carefully: "Miss Ming Fourth is very charming, but you don't really match this peony." She knocked down the peony again. A peony, stepped on the foot, the toe is lightly crushed.
There was a moment of silence in the garden.
Everyone just thought that Princess Fengzhao might be crazy.
But I have to admit that what she said is also true, she is the daughter of the prince, she can compose this poem, she can pick this flower, why dare not the royal family? Will His Majesty still make trouble for his niece because of this poem?
But at this moment, all the people in Duke Pingguo's mansion, including Duke Pingguo and his wife, rushed forward in a mighty manner, surrounded by a servant holding a yellow imperial decree.
"The imperial decree has arrived, and the fourth lady of the Jing'an Hou Mansion has received the decree—"
The servant's high-pitched voice sounded in the open space, and before everyone could react, they fell to their knees with their heads covered.
Ming Tan was completely stunned.
She accepts the order? What is she doing? Has this decree been announced to the Pingguo government? Did you read the wrong person? It is the Fourth Miss of the Pingguo Mansion, but it seems that there is no Fourth Miss in the Pingguo Mansion.
She was stunned for a while, and was pulled by Zhou Jingwan before she knelt down obediently.
Only then did the servant unfold the decree, and read aloud: "Following the emperor's decree, the fourth daughter of the Ming family, Atan Shude, has a chapter, Duanfang Minhui, and Ke Xiannei... will be married to King Dingbei, and will be named Princess Dingbei. Here it is!"