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Chapter 505 Poetry Party

The little girl seemed to have imagined the scene when her father saw the painting, and she smiled with her eyes curved.

"Let me see…"

Huo Changming also ran over from the yard to watch the fun. The three of them gathered in front of the painting, with relaxed smiles on their faces.

In the golden afterglow of sunset, the courtyard is filled with the most ordinary warmth...

"What are you talking about? You look so happy."

Li Xingsang walked in from outside the courtyard, "The meal in the front hall has been prepared a long time ago, but you guys didn't go over there."

He walked closer and teased, "What happy things are you talking about behind my back?"

"Xingsang, you're just in time!"

Huo Changming's eyes lit up, and he quickly pulled him over, "Look at what Shanyuan drew, this portrait looks alive!"

The girl in the painting is wearing a luxurious palace dress, but she seems not to be used to the long tail of the skirt and accidentally trips...

The painting shows the girl being supported by her maid with a panicked look on her face.

Li Xingsang was amazed and praised generously, "Shanyuan's painting skills are getting more and more exquisite!"

"..."

The four of them made a fool of themselves in the yard for a while before heading towards the front hall together.

The next day, a carriage and three fine horses were waiting at the gate of the mansion.

Huo Changming changed into new clothes and looked at the horse outside the door, somewhat puzzled.

"Isn't this a poetry gathering..."

Please ask Shanyuan and Xingsang if he can understand, why are you asking him to go?

and…

"Why did the princess come to give me new clothes?"

"You don't understand this..."

Li Xingsang waved the folding fan in his hand lightly, and a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

Suddenly, Huo Changming thought he saw Uncle Hu.

"It's called a poetry gathering, but it's just to reassure the scholars and writers in Kyoto..."

Among these people, there are only two factions, one is the children of aristocratic families, and the other is the children of poor families.

Led by Song Shen, the other three are children of aristocratic families; of course, there are also a few who stand out from humble backgrounds and can perform as well as the children of aristocratic families in this poetry gathering and be remembered by the world.

This is a two-phase balance.

Only under checks and balances can there be long-term success!

This is why Princess Nan Shang asked them to accompany An An to the poetry reading.

The noble families in the capital naturally disliked the fact that the poor family had the arrogance; if they chose a student from an ordinary family to show off, I'm afraid he would disappear from the capital after the poetry meeting...

Behind the three of them is Jiang An... and the King's Palace, so naturally there is no need to worry about this.

Huo Changming scratched his head, his eyes wise.

"Anyway...I have to go, right?"

He just needs to understand this.

Thinking of this, Huo Changming walked towards the horse with a determined look on his face.

Xingsang said that he had to go.

Then he will go!

On the spot, Li Xingsang tapped his forehead with his fan.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have explained so much to this idiot, what a waste of time!

“Okay…” Qi Shanyuan, who came out from behind, patted his friend on the shoulder, and everything was said without words.

"Why don't you leave yet?"

Jiang An walked out, holding his head with both hands.

The little bit of baby fat left on her face was squeezed by her palms, and her little mouth was pouting, looking very cute.

In this scene, Jiang An looks just like she did when she was a child, making people want to pinch the soft flesh on her face.

"Why do you keep holding your head up? Are you uncomfortable?"

Li Xingsang took away the little girl's claws and replaced them with his own hands, fearing that the little ancestor would get a little tired.

When someone asked about it, the little girl drooped her eyebrows and looked so pitiful, "It's too heavy!"

It feels like having a rock on my head!

How could those ladies endure it?

“Are there too many hairpins?”

Qi Shanyuan looked at Niangniang and asked, "Can you take a few down?"

"it's okay no problem!"

Jiang An reached out to stop Niang Niang who was about to move forward, and touched the bun that was fixed with a hairpin with his claws.

“It’s heavy, but it looks good!”

After all, she was just a teenage girl, and she was naturally happy to see herself looking pretty.

"Hehe~"

Looking at her silly smile, everyone can only pamper her.

"Hey, is that the county lord?"

Jiang Ling and Cui Huaixu, who came to pick people up, were petrified where they were.

If the soft and cute little girl now is the county princess, then who is the person who always crushes stones to threaten them when handling official business?

who is it?

who! !

“Hey…Hey!”

Cui Huaixu didn't respond. Jiang Ling looked at the person beside him with a puzzled look on his face.

Cui Huaixu stared at Jiang An, who was looking delicate not far away, with his eyes wide open, and even the tips of his ears were pink.

Jiang Ling:!

"brother!"

He held Cui Huaixu's face and stood face to face with him, "Calm down!"

That's the county lady! Little evil spirit!

"Please put aside your little thoughts. This ancestor is Jiang An! Jiang An!"

Cui Huaixu pushed Jiang Ling away, who was in the way, and said, "Brother Jiang..."

"I suddenly feel that the county lady... um!"

Jiang Ling covered his mouth, "Don't feel that way! You must not feel that way!"

"What are you two doing?"

Just as the little girl was about to get on the carriage, she saw the two guys acting sneaky.

“Haha…haha…”

People are always busy when they feel guilty.

Jiang Ling shook his sleeves and pretended to be relaxed, "It's okay~ Nothing happened~"

Eh?

The little girl tilted her head and looked: Are you okay?

“An…” Cui Shixu tried to move forward, but was grabbed by Jiang Ling and dragged onto the horse.

He warned in a low voice, "If the guy in the north knows that you are thinking about his daughter, he will break your legs!"

Jyousenbo is a unique place in Kyoto.

If the imperial city is magnificent and is a symbol of power, then this place is the fairyland of the nine heavens.

There are pavilions and towers in the square, rockeries and rocks, and ancient trees. In the green and flowery paths, there are sounds of flowing springs, birds singing, and squirrels running around in the trees...

Once you enter the alley, if you don't have a waiter to accompany you, you may not be able to get out even if you walk for a whole day and a night.

"My servant greets the county lady..." In front of the door, a graceful beauty smiled sweetly at Jiang An who got off the carriage.

She bowed in a perfunctory manner, looking weak and powerless...

Jiang An looked at her carefully and then smiled.

She said, "Are you the abbot?"

This person looked like a weak woman, but her steps were very light and firm.

If you don't practice dancing all year round, then you have some skills.

The little girl took a quick look at the servants and thugs gathered in front of the square. None of them were simple...

But Kyoto is really a place where hidden dragons and crouching tigers are everywhere.

The beauty covered her lips and chuckled, "The county lady really has a good eye!"

After saying that, she moved closer to the little girl and said, "I will personally lead the way for you today~"

"Wait!"

A folding fan was placed between the abbot and Jiang An. Li Xingsang bowed and said, "The abbot will lead the way..."

"The county lady doesn't like others to get close to her."

Especially those who come from unknown places.

The abbot withdrew his hand in disappointment and glanced at the young men surrounding the county lady.

She glanced at Jiang An with a teasing expression.

Jiang An:?

She turned to look at Yuan Yuan and asked in a low voice: "What's that look in her eyes?"

She got goosebumps when she saw it!

Qi Shanyuan's eyes flashed coldly, and he smiled at the little girl with the corners of his mouth, "Don't worry about her, just be happy."

As for the rest...someone else will take care of it.

The poetry gathering scheduled by the wife of Marquis Dingyuan was to be held on the east side of Shangxianfang. Walking along the long side corridor, one could see a pool of spring water with lotus flowers blooming on the surface of the water. If it was a rainy day, there would be mist rising.

After passing the side corridor, there is a flat area, the ground is paved with small and round stones, and even the stage is made of white marble. The invited opera troupe is singing on it...

"An An!"

Hearing the voice, Jiang An raised his head and looked over there.

Only then did she realize that there was a pavilion built on the water under her feet...

There is a small arch bridge on each side of the pavilion, and after crossing the arch bridge is Qushui Liushang.

Sitting under the shady osmanthus tree were the men's tables.

The wife of Marquis Dingyuan stopped the troupe with a shout, and the men who were originally sitting at the table also turned around.

It was also at this time that Jiang An heard the sound of flowing water.

Upstream of Qushui Liushang is the women's banquet. The three pavilions are very close to each other, so even loud conversations can be heard clearly.

At this time, the door of the pavilion was completely opened, and ladies came out one by one, supporting each other...

They faced Jiang An and bowed to him. Although the scene was not as tense as the one in the Golden Palace with hundreds of officials standing side by side, it was also very charming!

Jiang An was dressed in palace attire. She no longer had the sharpness of the past, but she still looked noble. She responded to everyone's greetings with a humble attitude.

"You are all polite. Today, the wife of Marquis Dingyuan is hosting the party. There is no need to worry about the empty formalities."

In the pavilion in the middle, the wife of Marquis Dingyuan sat below Princess Nanshang and pointed in the direction of the little girl. "Look, I told you this outfit would suit her!"

Princess Nan Shang looked at the little girl's eyes from a distance, but smiled without saying a word.

Jiang An never liked fancy clothes, but now he really looks like an old friend in them.

The young masters were all in the attic, and Qi Shanyuan and the others were no exception...

Before leaving, the little girl worriedly warned, "If someone treats you harshly, don't endure it, just get angry!"

Li Xingsang: "We followed you here..."

"They don't have the guts."

Look at those young men, they didn’t dare to look at the little girl for even a second, for fear that their actions would displease the little ancestor and they would be thrown into the Ministry of Justice’s prison the next day.

Although this is true, there are still some brainless people...

Jiang An looked at Huo Changming and said, "Brother, please keep an eye on him for me. Yuanyuan's injury hasn't fully healed yet."

But we must not add insult to injury!

Huo Changming patted his chest and assured, "Leave it to me, sister, rest assured!"

There is water here. If anyone is not behaving himself, send him down to wake him up!

Jiang Ling's mouth twitched after listening to the whole thing.

Look, Jiang An is still the same Jiang An...

Only Cui Shixu was so stupid that he was drugged!

"Jiang An has met the princess... Madam Hou."

Princess Nanshang waved at her affectionately, "Come... sit next to me."

The little girl walked to the upper position and happened to pass by an empty position...

"It belongs to the Prime Minister's wife."

The princess explained to her, "Now both of the Prime Minister's men are seriously ill. I heard that they sent a letter to General Xie in the north."

Sending a letter to the North?

"The generals stationed at the border cannot leave their base easily. The prime minister's wife is really anxious and confused." The princess said this casually.

Jiang An understood that this was not what her aunt really wanted to say.

The Prime Minister's wife sent a letter to the North. Firstly, she wanted to tell Xie Yunshan that his grandfather and father were harmed by her, Jiang An, and she wanted to create a rift between him and the Zhenguo Palace; secondly, and most importantly... she wanted him to let his brother come back.

An elder in the family is ill, and the younger generation should be serving him by his bedside, but now the two young masters of the Prime Minister's Mansion are not here.

The Prime Minister's wife is using Xie Yunshan... and even using family affection as a knife to force Xie Yunshan.

After the princess got the news, she told Jiang An again, simply reminding her to send a message to the King Zhenguo's Palace, to be wary of Xie Yunshan and keep a close eye on Xie Huaiqing!

Jiang An lowered his eyes, as if he was absorbed in the cold dishes brought over by the maid.

The princess did not urge her. After saying this, she went back to carefully watching the wonderful show on the water pavilion not far away...

The noble families would hold poetry gatherings, mix perfumes and taste tea, recite poems with illustrations, or gather together to appreciate a rare painting and talk about ancient stories.

When these ladies get together, they mostly discuss the latest gossip in the capital.

Whose master has found a concubine, who’s mistress has made a fool of herself…

Since everyone was clear about the real purpose of this poetry meeting, no trouble arose.

There were occasional cheers from the men at the table below the attic, and the waiter copied poems one after another and sent them up...

The ladies all complimented the princess, saying how amazing and talented Young Master Song was!

There were also ladies and young ladies from aristocratic families who were attracted by Qi Shanyuan, who had attracted a lot of attention at the banquet today, and the talented

The poetry reading was halfway through and everyone was in high spirits. Jiang Ling and Cui Shixu, who were sitting at the men's table, encouraged the county lady to join in the fun and write a poem.

Mrs. Dingyuan glared at her son and said, "Nonsense!"

Beating people, she had seen this ancestor do a lot; writing poetry?

The princess tilted her head and looked at Jiang An tenderly, "Do you want to try?"

Jiang An raised his head from the unpalatable cold dish on the table, swallowed the mouthful of food with difficulty, and said with a slight movement of his eyebrows, "Of course!"

She stood up from the table and walked to the railing.

"I can certainly write a poem, but what is the prize?"

The little girl had delicate eyebrows and eyes. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the sunlight shining on her face seemed to be coated with a layer of soft light.

Cui Shixu's ears turned red, and he stuttered a little, "The county... the county lady can win anything she wants!"

"really?"

Jiang An didn't notice anything wrong, but the smile on his face became more obvious.

Jiang Ling inexplicably felt that his life was over!

"I wonder when the two assistant ministers are going to submit the military payroll?"

"Have you prepared the patrol arrangements for the Autumn Examination?"

When talking about the endless official duties, Choi Si-su's smile instantly collapsed, and he even felt a chill in his heart.

Jiang Ling's mouth twitched, and he knew it! !

Just looking at the young man's back, it suddenly became bleak, and his originally handsome face was covered with a layer of bleakness.

A young lady took a few glances and turned to ask her mother, "Are officials so... terrible?"

What a handsome young man...

"cough…"

The lady patted her daughter lightly and said, "What nonsense are you talking about..." It was the truth.

After some bargaining (coercion and inducement), the two young masters finally agreed to this completely exploitative bet.

The little girl's teacher is an old man. Although she doesn't like these literary things, it doesn't mean she is not proficient in them.

After all, when the Master was alive, the punishment was real!

She wrote a poem, which did not contain the tenderness and care of an ordinary girl, but instead painted a magnificent picture of the mountains and rivers for everyone!

Everyone present was amazed, even Song Shen and others were surprised.

I thought she would only solve the problem in the simplest and most violent way, but I never thought...

Cui Shixu and Jiang Ling smiled bitterly, but couldn't help but praise him.

What in this world is there that Jiang An doesn't know?

A poetry meeting allowed them to make their debut in Kyoto...