Chapter 171

"What good article? Let me see it, too." Feng Jue Lei, who was sitting on the other side of Feng Jue Xuan, liked these. At this time, he was curious by their beautiful words and sentences, and stretched out his hand to ask the prince Qin who was sitting on the other side.

The prince of Qin was having a headache at this time. He didn't look at the poem in his hand. He didn't look at it. He thought of what to say for a while. For a moment, he was in a dilemma. When he saw the king of Yan hall, he immediately stood up and respectfully presented it to Feng Juelei.

Feng Juelei didn't have so many scruples. He took it and read it gently, "double butterfly embroidered Luo skirt, the vermilion powder is not deep and uniform. People with colorful sleeves are independent, and the light rain swallow returns." After reading, he put down the poem note, his eyes lit up slightly and said with a smile, "it's good. The boudoir is lonely. The ladies are independent in the rain, the vermilion powder is light, and the color sleeves are facing the wind. It's not gorgeous. The eighth younger brother and you Shizi are right."

Originally, it was just an ordinary woman's boudoir poem. His explanation really made people beautiful for no reason. Many people involuntarily showed a comprehensible smile on their faces. Who's the young lady who wrote such a colorful and flashy poem without boudoir training.

"The third brother also said it was good. I think so. I haven't seen such a colorful poem in the tea movement before. This one can win the first prize. I don't know that the lady who wrote this poem is so beautiful. The third brother help me see if there is any mark? Only beautiful people can really write such a poem." Feng Jue ran smiled and waved to you Yuecheng, indicating that he didn't care. Then she smiled at Feng Jue Lei with great interest.

Comparing the poem of a boudoir woman to the kind of erotic poem written by the brothel prostitute in the red tea recruitment, he also said that he could compete for the first place. A poem that was originally a good work was pushed by him. There was no solemnity of Miss Qianjin. Moreover, according to his meaning, he had to meet the beauty for a while, which would embarrass not only master Qin but also Feng Juelei.

We are all sons of aristocratic families and royal nobles. How can we plainly pollute the reputation of other ladies? At first, Feng Juelei just had fun. At this time, he also felt a little uncomfortable. He threw the poems in his hand to the waiter standing on one side and signaled him to continue to pass them on.

In front of man Chaogui's son, we must not let our brothers lose face. Feng Jue ran loses the face of the whole royal family like this. How can his face shine? The waiter who follows him is also smart. He bowed back for two steps before turning to the lower head of the banquet. That side is far away from Feng Jue ran and won't attract his attention.

"Eight younger brothers, I heard that you have built a bright moon Pavilion in your house these days, which is vaguely opposite to your Jinwei Pavilion. There are rockeries and flowing water, small bridges and lotus pools, and some rare two-color plum blossoms. Why, don't you want to live in Jinwei Pavilion and want to move the house?" Feng Juelei smiled, raised his hand, took a cup of tea from the table and asked with a smile.

Everyone knows that his highness Xuan Wang lived in Jinwei Pavilion on a whim. Unexpectedly, he was banned by the emperor. He tossed the house again in two days. He was indeed a dandy among dandies.

Speaking of the house in his house, Feng Jue ran Jun's eyes and seemed to be interested. For a moment, he forgot about the poem note and leaned against the back chair bar, "The bright moon Pavilion mentioned by the third brother has not been completed yet, but I want to live in it. Third brother, there are still too few plum blossoms there. Why don't you help me mention it to my father, and let me get some more plum blossoms from the old residence of the king of Jin?"

Although it has been more than 30 years since the king of Jin won the throne, some big families still know the taboos of emperor Zongwen today. Where dare to mention these things? Where can they talk about the old residence of the king of Jin as recklessly as his highness King Xuan? For so many years, although everyone knows it is the old residence of the king of Jin, who dares to touch the mildew of the emperor and can't talk about it clearly.

How dare you say that! They shook their heads in their hearts, and their faces were silent. When they spoke in twos and threes, they all heard the words of the royal brothers quietly.

"The eighth brother is joking. How dare the third brother mention it and don't let his father scold him? Forget it. If the eighth brother really likes plum blossoms, the third brother also has several precious two-color plum blossoms. How about giving them to the eighth brother together?" Feng Jue Lei glanced at Feng Jue ran, drank wine and smiled.

"Thank you very much, brother. After I build the moon Pavilion, I can watch the moon and the breeze inside. At that time, I must invite brother three to come and enjoy the banquet. It can be said that it is a matter of great elegance for our brothers to invite beauties to dance together again. Does brother say so?" Feng Jue's eyes brightened and smiled.

Invite beauty to dance? It's said that in front of so many people, we have to take care of the dignity of the royal family. This cabinet tone is really appreciated... "Let's talk about it at that time. If you have a chance, you must disturb the eighth younger brother's house." Feng Jueyuan first made a ha ha.

"Yes, I have the opportunity to come with my brother." Feng Jue Lei was not half embarrassed. Although it was Huyan, he easily pulled Feng Jue Xuan in. Everyone knew that both of them had serious business and would never fool around like Feng Jue ran.

While the princes were chatting, the poetry notes of the daughters in the boudoir had been cleaned up. An internal waiter put all the poems in a brocade box and sent them to Zuo Dao.

Mo Xuetong doesn't know many people. Unlike Mo Xuemin, who talks to people around him from time to time, he just sits quietly and looks at Mo Xuemin, who is surrounded by people and shows a gentle and generous smile. He is quite complacent in the banquet center. At this time, the banquet was almost held, and the young ladies who performed also withdrew one after another. The young ladies gathered together in groups of three or five, whispered their own words, and laughed from time to time.

Mo Xuetong is quiet because he knows few people. He enjoys the scenery alone. Between the lakes and mountains, the two islands depend on each other, as if holding hands.

A maid came to pour tea. When she took the tea, she suddenly moved in her palm. Mo Xuetong looked up in amazement. She was seeing the maid wink at her and motioned her to follow.

Looking around, everyone was chatting around the small group. Because she was in the corner again, she put down her tea cup and stood up quietly. With the maid of honor walking to one side, behind her, Mo Xuemin was talking to a girl, with her eyes slightly raised, catching a touch of color in the corners of Mo Xuetong's clothes, and a touch of pride and insidiousness floated on her lips, Then he became gentle and gentle, and continued to laugh with the young lady beside him.

"What palace are you from and what can I do for you?" Mo Xuetong followed the maid to the secluded place around the corner, stopped and asked.

The palace maid who walked in front immediately turned around, saluted and replied, "Miss Mo San, is it? A childe asked me to send it." Then he presented a note.

Mo Xuetong took the note and glanced at it. He found that only a few words were written on it: see you in Qingfang Pavilion in the garden at the time of Hai! About the cause of your mother's death. There is no signature below. For the important matter of the cause of mother's death, Mo Xuetong's hand involuntarily wrote the note in his hand.

"Young lady, the young man hurriedly said this and left. He said that if the young lady has any questions, she can know it in a moment. When the time comes, the servant will come and take the young lady." The palace maid saw that her eyebrows were cold, and she answered smartly before she asked.

"Which family is that childe from?" Although he knew it was white to ask, Mo Xuetong still asked.

Sure enough, the palace maid hesitated twice and said respectfully, "I really don't know which family's son is, so I just want to tell Miss Mo San. I hope Miss Mo can forgive me. I don't know what the childe said on the note. If the young lady really doesn't want to see me, I'll go back to the childe, OK?"

"No, thank you for telling me." Mo Xuetong thought for a moment, with a faint smile on his face. He pulled out a hairpin inlaid with ruby from his head and sent it to the maid of honor. He said gratefully.

"Thank you, miss. How can you take the lady's hand ornament if your servant has no merit and doesn't receive Shilu?" Looking at such a beautiful golden hairpin, the maid hesitated twice, but she resisted the temptation and refused.

"Why is my sister so polite? I have to thank my sister for helping me so much this time." Mo Xuetong smiled and took her hand, affectionately put the hairpin in her hand and said.

"Then thank you, miss three. After the banquet, miss three returns to the shore. Don't go yet. The maid comes and takes miss three." The palace maid pushed back twice. Seeing that she couldn't open it, she quickly smiled and took care of it. After that, she pleaded guilty with Mo Xuetong and turned away.

This maid in waiting is not an ordinary maid in waiting. Just look at her quietly blocking her questions. Which palace has not answered up to now. While saying that she doesn't know the truth of the note, she says that she wants to take herself there. What's the cause of my mother's death? Moxue Tong's heart ached and smiled coldly. Unexpectedly, someone took this to seduce himself, that is to say, others have been watching her and know that they have doubts about the cause of her death.

Such a person can only be from the Mo mansion!

People in the Mo mansion are also related to mother's death, but they have something to do with the palace... It seems that the Mo mansion is really not generally complex... I don't know how the maid found herself among so many young ladies. She entered the palace only last time. She had been in Cloud City before and didn't see many outsiders. How could she recognize herself at a glance and think of the maid when she came in, I used to look left and right with my eyes, but when I saw Mo Xuemin, my eyes lit up, and then I fell on myself sitting alone behind her. I had thought in my heart.

No wonder Mo Xuemin is good at dancing tonight. He attracted all the ladies around him and let himself sit alone. On weekdays, Mo Xuemin shows gentleness and magnanimity. It is impossible to leave himself alone and ignore the reputation of deep sisterhood.

Shuimou glanced at the Mo Xuemin standing not far away. The bottom of his eyes was cold and pure!

It turns out that there's another thing about Mo Xuemin!

When she returned to the banquet, the banquet was almost over. The queen was announcing the ranking of the final winner of the poem title. What the queen and others didn't expect was that the winner was mo Xuemin. The whole paper of the hook agreed on in her poem was almost full, which showed the satisfaction of the prince.

Mo Xuemin was also brought to the queen by the palace maid.