Chapter 19 After the tea was over, Xiao Ya wanted to get the veil and put it on his the eldest lady grabbed her into a tight fist.
She took the opportunity to ask: "Miss, you have squeezed the water out of our wife's veil."
Everyone seems to have a clear mind, how can a veil be sweated? It must have been ravaged over and over again in the palm of my hand.
It seems that this concubine named Yunyun is very jealous of her , tsk, tsk, it’s really a piece of cake, it can’t be determined by the weather! Feng Yun'er slowed down and handed it over: "Oh, I'm sorry."
Xiaoyao thinks about the current status of his wife, how could she wear that wrinkled veil again?
So he ordered someone to buy another one for his wife to wear.
Everyone felt that that face was really full of beautiful appearance is like the most beautiful thing in the world. Once you take a look at it, you will feel comfortable and will be unforgettable for a long time.
What a pity, now I am wearing a veil again!
Feng Xiaoer understands human short moment of amazement can make people remember it a result, he paid more and more attention to the governor's wife.
This was her purpose of changing her usual low-key nature and becoming the center of attention at the banquet.
Only when the governor's wife became important, Xiao Qi would hesitate a little when killing her.
Now I can't figure out what Xiao Qi's attitude towards her you need to do everything that can benefit you.
A slight mistake can make a difference of a thousand miles. Only by taking every step well can you live longer.
After the tea incident, staple food and meat began to be served on the table that was originally just filled with fruit and drinks.
Feng Yun'er was disappointed with the gluttonous feast. She felt depressed and angry. She couldn't calm down for a long time. The more she thought about it, the more confused she felt.
The banquet is already halfway over, and Feng Xiaoer can no longer be trampled under his feet. She is the one who shines today, not himself!
She frowned and followed her previous stood up gently again.
"Sister, you are a legitimate daughter, and you must be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Today happens to be the birthday of our grandma Feng Mansion in her [-]th year. Why don't we all enjoy it? How about you recite a poem for grandma?"
Xu Changyan was happy when his cousin said this.
He was still thinking about how to vent his anger on his cousin later.
Men are careless and can only use now that bitch is the wife of the governor, it is impossible to use violence, and he is not swayed by his talk. When he was thinking hard, he didn't expect that his cousin came up with such a clever trick! Everyone in Feng Mansion knew that Feng Xiaoer was usually treated as a servant and never went to school to study.
Let alone reciting poems correctly, she doesn't even know a few Chinese characters. If she were to tell her recipes, she might be able to talk endlessly.
The eldest lady, who had been sitting in the upper position without saying a word from beginning to end, also spoke at this time, with a loving look on her face.
"Yes, why don't you come and recite a poem for grandma. Not only can it show your filial piety, but it can also make us all enjoy the feast. It's the occasion of a banquet, accompanied by fine wine, which is a good mood for poetry. "
Feng Pingqiu didn't know how things changed so has always respected the eldest lady, not only because of her distinguished family background, but also because of her intelligence, which is sometimes unmatched by any other man.
Sometimes I even obey her why should Feng Xiaoer recite poetry at this time?It's not like she can't write poetry at all.
If Feng Xiaoer said two words, no, not only her face would be slapped, but also the Feng family's faces!
Hasn’t the eldest lady thought about this level?
He wanted to smooth things over and get over it, but everyone started to boo.
People are always full of infinite reveries about beautiful things.
No matter how beautiful life is, it must be full of poetry and don’t know what the literary talent of this governor’s wife is.
If you have a good skin but a straw bag inside, you will be disappointed.
"My cousin is very arrogant on weekdays, and she doesn't look down on ordinary poems! Why don't you offer one in person for all of us to taste and appreciate!" Xu Changyan smiled. If he didn't fan the flames right now, how could he wait? Feng Xiaoer raised her eyebrows wantonly.
The atmosphere has already reached this point, and it won't work if we don't express anything.
"Isn't it true that my sister doesn't know how to do it?" Feng Yun'er suddenly realized: "I heard from my father that my sister loves to play and have fun, but as for this kind of secretive poems and books, I'm afraid she's not good at it. In this case, I won't force my sister."
Xiao Yao was so angry that even she, an outsider, could tell what kind of tricks these people were playing. She only came to the house last is not an old man in the house, and I don’t know if my wife can write poetry.
If you don't know how to do it, wouldn't it make everyone laugh and cry?
But she had a vague feeling about all, Madam, it seems that she has never read a book.
Everyone also began to talk about it. Maybe this beautiful and immortal wife of the governor really couldn't understand the poem and was a idiot?
Gold and jade outside, and ruins inside? Ouch, that's a pity, you lost such a good skin in vain.
This great state of Chu valued literature, and women from well-established families could invite teachers to set up girls' schools at their homes.
Anyone who can write good poems will be praised and pursued by everyone, and even be named a literary master. Therefore, many female masters have poems and writing poems, adding fragrance to red sleeves, can also be regarded as the joy of the boudoir, so men are proud to marry a talented woman.
It is empty talk to say that a woman's lack of talent is a a woman doesn’t have any knowledge in the future, she will be despised, very seriously despised!
The guests were talking louder, as if they were convinced that the governor's wife really didn't know how to write poetry.
In addition, Feng Pingqiu didn't want to lose face and wanted to calm things down and deliberately let everyone drink first, which made him even more suspicious.
Amid the strange eyes, Feng Xiaoer slowly stood up with a calm expression.
"Okay."
(End of this chapter)