Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 188 You Remember to Pull Her
The Peach Blossom Poetry Contest has just begun, and the guests can only enter Xiao's mansion at the right time, and the carriages and horses from the Duke's mansion arrive at the right time, so it's neither too early nor too late, it's neither ostentatious nor frivolous, it's most in line with etiquette .

After Mu Xici got out of the car, she raised her eyes to look at the ebony and red gold plaque hanging outside the gate of Xiao Mansion.

The two characters "Xiaofu" on it are thick and vigorous, with dry ink flying white, wide open and closed. Look at the inscription, it is actually the handwriting of the founding emperor Qianping more than two hundred years ago.

The ebony used for the plaque is obviously an old material that has aged. The ebony is black and shiny, and the patterns are simple and magnificent. Moth is good.

Sure enough, it is a famous family that has lasted for hundreds of years. This plaque alone shows the background that others in Xiao's mansion can hardly match.

Even their Mu Guogong's mansion is slightly inferior to the Xiao family in terms of the word "connotation".

It's just a pity that the reputation of incense for more than two hundred years is almost ruined by the two generations of dudes of the Xiao family.

Mu Xici indifferently withdrew his gaze, took the Lingqin and stepped into the gate of the mansion. Mu Xiuning was waiting for her not far behind the gate. This time the poetry meeting was held in the Xiao Mansion, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for his little one. My sister is worried.

"A Ci, it just so happens that I have some free time here, so let me tell you what you need to pay attention to today." Mu Xiuning waved at the little girl, Mu Xici hesitated for a while, and finally caught up with her .

In all fairness, she doesn't trust her brother's reliability too much. In her impression, he is indeed a strong soldier on the frontier battlefield, but at home...

It's more like a wild man who has run free.

"Second brother, tell me, I'm listening." Mu Xici looked serious, in order to take care of her second brother's fragile and young heart, she decided to listen to him obediently first.

"Not many, just a little. Don't be nervous." Mu Xiuning gave a fake cough and rubbed his hands. Seeing his appearance, Mu Xici really didn't know who was nervous right now: "I'm not nervous, two Brother, tell me quickly."

"Hey, good." The young man nodded, and couldn't help rubbing his palms again, "That's right, generally speaking, the boudoir ladies who participated in the Peach Blossom Poetry Club in the first year don't have to chant poems with them."

"That is to say, today I can choose to watch from the sidelines instead of participating in it?" Mu Xici raised her eyebrows. She really didn't know about this before.

But that's also good, it just so happens that she doesn't want to recite poems or do right things with a bunch of young ladies and nobles who have grown up in honeypots.

Not long after she was reborn, her mind was full of desert yellow sand and Guanshan frosty moon. If she was asked to write lyrics and poems, what she wrote would probably be the law of killing gold and iron horses.

Those things had been with her for eleven years, and the wind and snow in the border town almost melted into her flesh and blood.

It is obviously a fantasy to let her forget the bloody 11 years in just three or four months, and she really can't write with them.

Young masters and ladies who grew up among the flowers in the capital will not understand the pain of sand and dust piercing their armor, and the pain of wind knives pouring their throats.

They thought they were sincere, but in fact they wrote about the extremely misty romance, which seemed to be full of pain, but after all, it was just a drunken dream and death, playing the most melodious music.

She didn't like and didn't bother to write these things with them.

"Yes, you don't have to write this year, and others can't force you." Mu Xiuning nodded, "The procedures of the Peach Blossom Poetry Club are similar every year, but they are very complicated and involve a lot of etiquette. Most of the first-time participants can't handle it. "

The Peach Blossom Poetry Club is originally something specially organized by members of the aristocratic family for the sake of elegance. The older ones pray for marriage, while the younger ones aim for talent and fame.

Those who don't know the rules, forcefully follow the poems and compose poems, it is inevitable that there will be some mistakes, and if there are too many mistakes, the atmosphere will be spoiled... Later, the first-time participants were simply allowed not to participate in any links that required writing.

"Well, not bad." Mu Xici rolled his eyes, "What else?"

"The second one is at noon, and the Xiao Mansion will hold banquets in the main hall and garden." Mu Xiuning pursed his lips, "At that time, all the female guests will rush to eat in the peach blossom forest in the garden, while the male guests will go to the hall drinking."

"At the same time, no one is allowed to bring maids and servants. There are other arrangements for where they eat."

"You are not allowed to bring maids, and men and women have to be separated into two places." Mu Xici listened and pondered for a while, "That is, during lunch, I am equivalent to 'isolated and helpless'?"

"Yes, from noon to noon, during this whole hour, there will be no one else besides you except Le Wan." Nizi's temper..."

"Little girl, Le Wan's temper is used to be a little bit bigger. If she gets into an argument with someone, you remember to pull her from the side." Mu Xiuning supported his forehead, "It's not good if she is a princess of a country. Too out of style."

He just thought about it carefully, instead of counting on that little girl Mo Wanyan to protect his precious sister, he might as well count on Ah Ci to stop the impatient little princess on the spot.

He reckoned that the chances of Le Wan quarreling with Mu Shiyan and the others on the spot were probably higher than the chances of Mu Shiyan and the others working together to trouble his sister.

"...cough, second brother, I'll do my best." Mu Xici's eyes flickered, Le Wan's temper... If she got ahead, she might not be able to stop her.

It's not a big problem if she can't stop her. Although she is not sure about stopping Le Wan, she is sure that she can stop Mu Shiyan before Le Wan gets angry and quarrels with others.

Zuo is just a matter of flicking a few strands of evil, since she is reluctant to do something to the little princess, she can only make do with sacrificing her good cousin and her good cousin's boudoir friends.

"Well... just do your best." At this point, Mu Xiuning paused, "Anyway, during lunch, you and Le Wan have to bear with it for a while, and the poem will continue , Second Brother always has a way to help you get justice."

"Second brother, don't worry, I know it well." Master Mu Da's chin lightened, and the steps on his temples followed her movements, shredding the spring in the courtyard. She raised her eyes as if she was "taught", " Gone?"

"One more thing, I have some important business to do today, and I will probably leave the prince for a while." The red-robed boy's eyes were a little gloomy, "I'm afraid I will entrust you to His Highness for a while."

This year's palace examination was a few days earlier than in previous years, and it happened to be on the first day of April.

In the middle of the night last night, His Majesty's secret order had already entered the two palaces. It was related to the dispatch of the imperial guards in Beijing. Today, he must use the excuse of the poetry meeting to find an opportunity to have a good discussion with Mo Qingyun.

Even if he is not discussing at the poetry meeting, he must set a suitable time as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be free when he is busy at the beginning and end of the month.

Besides, the sooner this kind of matter is settled, the better, so as not to be in a hurry when the day comes.

But in this way, his little sister had to be entrusted to Mo Junli for the time being.

He didn't want to entrust his sister to this little brat who wanted to rob him every day, but he couldn't help it.

I hate it, why can't he split himself in half?

Mu Meikong Xiuning grinds his teeth like this.

　During the whole poetry meeting, you must hear the roar of the second brother and sister
　　He finally realized that the little princess wanted to abduct his sister too! !
　　I was so angry that I didn't sleep all night

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　　Hungry woo woo woo woo
　　sleep after breakfast
　　
　
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