Xiao Ba walked among the plum trees with Baozi and asked Baozi to choose edible plum blossoms.

When Baozi looked up, he saw that the branches on the plum tree were branching out vertically and horizontally, some were solitary branches, some were densely packed like a forest, some were like giant crickets, some were like stiff earthworms. I also saw blossoming red plum blossoms spitting out rouge, and the orchids and coix tears were piled on top of them with fragrant fragrance. He thought to himself, "This plum garden in Cheng'en Gong's Mansion is truly well-deserved." 】

Baozi here and Xiaoba whisper which one is the best to cook and the most suitable for eating. After hearing this, Xiaoba asked Baozi to point out to her which flower or trees would be the best.

At this time, three girls walked over from the side road, each with a maid. When they met Xiaoba and his servant, they all gave each other a blessing ceremony.

The one standing in the middle of the three girls has a tall figure, slim shoulders, slim waist, and bright eyes. The girl on her left has a medium body, slightly plump cheeks, smooth muscles and bones, slightly raised corners of her mouth, and a naturally smiling face. The one on the right, compared to the two, is the most outstanding-looking one. She has a graceful and slender figure. Looking at her face, she is as delicate as a spring flower and as charming as an autumn moon, but her eyes are clean and calm.

The tall girl and the fat girl lightly bumped each other's shoulders, and finally the fat girl was pushed out.

The fat girl smiled and said to Xiaoba: "Hello, young lady! I am from the Linxiang Marquis Mansion. My surname is Shen. My niece's name is Ling. You can call me Ling'er."

As she spoke, she pointed to the tall girl and said, "That one is the sixth lady of the Duke of Qin's mansion. Her family name is Yang."

Miss Yang looked at Xiaoba and nodded.

Shen Ling pointed to the last person and said: "Her surname is Shui, and her name is Wanqing. She is the cousin of Beijing Bo Mansion."

After listening to the introductions of the three people, Xiaoba did not speak.

Baozi stepped forward and saluted and replied: "My master's surname is Yun. I wonder what happened to the three ladies?"

Surname Yun? Behind Shen Ling, Miss Yang and Shui Wanqing looked at each other. Miss Yang shook her head gently. There was no one named Yun among the dignitaries of the capital's aristocratic families.

When Shen Ling saw that Xiao Ba was cute, she blinked at herself with her two big round eyes. She became shy at first, and said to Baozi with a red face: "Just now we were admiring the plum blossoms, listen. When someone recited a poem, he came looking for it. Was it your young lady who just recited a poem?"

Shen Ling didn't really like writing poetry. On the contrary, she hated these things. But there was no way. As long as the ladies sat together and couldn't say a few words, they had to make poems together. We will write poems while eating wine and drinking tea. We will write poems when we see flowers, birds, fish and insects. Even if there is a gust of wind, we will also write a few poems.

Shen Ling is not afraid of a serious competition. Although she is not good at poetry, she is very good at painting. She is not afraid of freehand brushwork or painting sketches.

But those ladies are the best at using their own strengths to attack the weaknesses of others. After her painting won the first prize at the party, when they saw her again, they started talking about poetry.

This is also the reason why she is still outside when everyone else has returned to Nuan Pavilion.

Miss Yang and Shui Wanqing were friends with the three of them, so they would accompany her to hang out outside in this cold weather.

As for writing poetry, Miss Yang and Shui Wanqing can't be found at all.

Ms. Yang's maiden name was Shuning, but it was a pity that her parents' best wishes were shattered. Her family belongs to the Duke of Qin. She is a serious military commander and she accompanied the Holy Ancestor through the country. The plaque of "The Hairpin Family" written by Emperor Gaozu is still hanging in the main hall of the house.

This Miss Yang is the old daughter of the Duke of Qin, and the only girl in the family. She has nine brothers, and she can be said to be doted on. Although she is a girl, she has a very ancestral style. She has not loved red makeup and preferred martial arts makeup since she was a child. She can wield a red tassel gun but cannot twist an embroidery needle. Moreover, her family is a top-notch Duke's mansion. If anyone dares to ask her to write a poem, she dares to slap them in the face.

As for Shui Wanqing, it was because of her status that she was the cousin of Beijing Bo Mansion. Her mother is Bei Jingbo's biological sister, and she was almost eaten out of the house after her husband died. He could only bring his daughter and all his family property to the capital to seek refuge with his brother.

Shui Wanqing did not come from an official family, perhaps because of changes in her family. Shui Wanqing was very sensible and had a gentle and gentle personality. On weekdays, I don't go out at all and only stay at home with my mother. Her mother didn't want her daughter to be trapped at home at a young age, so she asked her sister-in-law, Mrs. Bei Jingbo, for help.

Mrs. Bei Jingbo had a very good impression of her sister-in-law and niece, so she introduced Yang Shuning, a young lady from the Duke of Qin's family, to Shui Wanqing.

Mrs. Bei Jingbo and Mrs. Qin Guogong are cousins. Before her daughter got married, she had been in contact with Miss Yang for a long time.

No one expected that two people with such different personalities would fall in love as soon as they met. Later, Shui Wanqing met Shen Ling through Yang Shuning, and the three of them became close friends from then on.

But in the eyes of other young ladies, Shui Wanqing is just a poor relative who beats Qiufeng, a follower of Yang Shuning, not much higher than a maid. Especially since she was so outstanding, if Yang Shuning hadn't been protecting her, she would have been bullied to death.

So even if someone starts to compose a poem, no one will guide her, let alone ask her questions.

In the past two years, she has become Shen Ling's ghostwriter. If there is an occasion to write poems and she cannot avoid it, she will write several different types of poems first and let Shen Ling memorize them first, or make a cheat sheet to take with him. .

But the books she read were limited after all, and Shen Ling had already dug up most of the poems she could do.

The three of them were discussing this matter just now, thinking about how to let Shen Ling avoid the poem for a while. When they heard someone reading poetry, Shui Wanqing suddenly thought that they had never heard this person's voice. Maybe they could make another friend with good literary talent to help Shen Ling. Of course, this friend should suit their temperament.

The three of them were also aboveboard and explained the whole story directly to Xiaoba.

"We just want to find a friend who is good at poetry and writing, so that we can slap those people in the face. But we are also sincerely friends with each other. If we get along, we will be friends in the future. If we don't get along, after today's banquet, we don't have to stop. Get in touch." Yang Shuning spoke openly and looked at Xiaoba waiting for her to make a decision.

Xiaoba looked at them and held out one finger and said, "I can't write poetry." Then he held out a second finger and said, "You can help, I want that."

Xiaoba pointed with his other finger to Yang Shuning's waist, where a palm-sized scimitar hung.

"Can't write poetry?"

"You want this?"

Shen Ling and Yang Shuning spoke at the same time.

Baozi said to Shen Ling and the others: "The poem just read by the slave was not written by the slave. It was originally in the book."

Shen Ling hurriedly asked Baozi, "Can you memorize many poems?" Shen Ling didn't expect a servant to be able to compose poems.

Baozi nodded gently. In fact, not only can she memorize it, but she can also write several poems and songs.

"That's fine. Not all of their poems are freshly made, as long as they can name one that suits the occasion." Shen Ling was very open to it.

Yang Shuning took off the scimitar from her waist and handed it to Xiaoba: "This is just a decoration. It's not worth much if it's not sharpened."

Duke Qin's whole family wanted Yang Shuning to be gentler. If she was gentler, all her weapons would be confiscated. That's why she bought such a decorative scimitar. It was better than nothing to have with her.

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