Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 209 Mu Shiyan changed her temper?
Not long after Mrs. Xiao left, the sun was approaching noon. According to the rules of the Peach Blossom Poetry Association over the years, when eating at noon, male and female guests should be separated into two places.

This made Mo Wanyan suffer. Before she took Mu Xici to part ways with Mo Junli and the others, she was first taught by her elder brother carefully, and then Mu Xiuning took her over to make the matter more serious. Dayton entrusted.

Her ears were calloused when Mo Junli was nagging, but she could only nod her head patiently when she saw the rare seriousness of the young man in red robe.

After listening to the two people's advice, she thought she was finally liberated, but unexpectedly, her usual nonchalant appearance was too deeply rooted in people's hearts. Mo Qingyun crossed her arms and thought for a while, and finally dragged her to say a few more words.

After three rounds of rambling, the little princess completely blew up, and immediately pulled up to Master Mu, not wanting to stay any longer, and ran away in a hurry.

As an annual poetry event for children of aristocratic families in central Beijing, the entry threshold for the Peach Blossom Poetry Fair is quite high, almost comparable to the Shangyuan Palace Banquet.

There were not many high-ranking and noble ladies present, and there were only four tables of banquets set up in the peach grove.

——There are not enough seats here, there is a round table for ten people, and the fourth table can still be half empty.

This poem will not be very interesting, but there are quite a few rules everywhere.

Mu Xici slandered secretly in her heart, but she didn't show any dissatisfaction on her face. She raised her eyebrows and silently followed Mo Wanyan to find her seat——

Fortunately, although Mu Shiyan had a deep grudge with her, Xiao Miaotong and the others still had to take into account the face of the Xiao Mansion and the reputation of the Duke's Mansion, and never arranged seats indiscriminately. Mo Wanyan's seat was arranged between the guests at the first table. seat, and she sat next to her.

It's better to be closer, so that she can hold down this easy-going little girl later.

Master Mu breathed a sigh of relief, the words that Mo Junli and her second brother chattered just now were clearly for Mo Wanyan, but in fact they were all for her.

In the final analysis, including her, the one who is most worried is the temper-tempered little girl next to her.

"A Ci, don't worry, I'm here." Mo Wanyan lowered her voice, and bit her ears with Mu Xici, "If that woman Mu Shiyan dares to ask you for a while, I will scold you to death she!"

The little princess waved her pair of pink fists as she spoke. She is the best at cursing people. Since she was a child, she has never lost a fight except for that bastard Mu Mingyuan!

"Don't, don't, Your Highness, let's calm down." Seeing her eagerness to try, Mu Xici hastily reached out and pressed her fist, "This is the Peach Blossom Poetry Club, we have to be more elegant."

Swearing at people like a shrew is definitely not okay, even if you want to speak, you have to beat around the bush without using dirty words.

Of course, it's best not to scold. Isn't it more neat for her to directly block their mouths with two shackles?
Anyway, the death and ghost aura in Xiao's mansion is heavy, she doesn't need to deliberately make tactics to gather evil spirits, just grab a handful, it's full of evil spirits, it's very convenient.

"Don't worry, it's natural to be elegant, and you'll see how I behave later." Mo Wanyan raised her eyebrows, and her small appearance seemed to have two parts in her chest.

Seeing this, Mu Xici couldn't help twitching the corners of her lips—she believed her a ghost.

As for this short-tempered little girl, how can she still be elegant?
Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, if she is really elegant today, she is willing to have a meal this month, with a combination of meat and vegetables!

The little girl turned her head away without saying a word, Mo Wanyan caught a glimpse of her movement, and knew that she never believed it at all, but she didn't care about her, and decisively chose to speak the truth.

As the hosts, Xiao Miaotong and Mu Shiyan were the first to arrive and the last to be seated. When the two women sat down in their seats, the dishes on the table were already served.

Aristocratic ladies must maintain their figure and their own demeanor, so most of the dishes are mainly seasonal vegetables, melons and fruits, and the few meat dishes are less oily and less spicy. Even the drinks on the table are very light fruit juice and peach wine.

Mu Xici raised her eyes and looked at the clear soup full of water on the table, only to feel that she suddenly lost interest in eating.

Right now, she is growing her body, she doesn't want to eat this pile of pale green oil, she wants to eat meat.

I want to eat the whole pigeon banquet made by the cook in Mo Junli's house, I want to eat the big roast chicken sold in the market, and I also want to eat the hot pot made by shopkeeper Shen.

No matter how bad it is, I can give her some braised pork, twice-cooked pork, pagoda meat, and crispy pork.

In short, she doesn't want these tasteless things.

In her previous life, she ate dry food at the border for 11 years, which was already bitter enough. In this life, she managed to return to the capital early, so can't you give her some more food!

The little girl sniffled silently, grabbed the bowls and chopsticks as if resigned to her fate, and picked up some vegetable leaves that were so light that they didn't have any shine, which seemed to have been scalded with boiling water once, sprinkled with some seasonings, and then put them on the plate. The movements were extremely gentle. I took two bites of rice.

Very good, it really has no taste at all, this dish is not as good as the wild vegetable soup stewed by the cook in the army.

Mu Xici reluctantly suppressed the urge to roll her eyes, filled her half-filled meal, and then slowly put down her chopsticks. When she picked up the juice, she swept across it without a trace. Today's meal was really too An Sheng, An Sheng Not quite right.

The noble ladies were not eating fast, but they were not so slow. After a while, everyone on the table was almost eaten. Seeing the maids remove the dishes and replace them with tea and snacks...they still remained silent.

Could it be that Mu Shiyan changed her temper and decided to put her tail between her legs and behave herself?
Master Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his long eyelashes were half drooping, which just covered her pupils. The moment she lifted her cup, she saw the two people exchanged glances quietly, and her heart shuddered.

coming.

Mu Xici put the cup down, touched the rim lightly with her fingertips, Mo Wanyan closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to hold the little girl's palm, while leisurely rolling her eyes away.

After waiting for so long, these two people are finally going to make a move, but they don't know what kind of tricks they can play this time.

The little princess bent her lips with great interest, and with a breath, Xiao Miaotong Shi Shi who was sitting on the main seat got up.

She held the full master's style, and her every move was generous and decent. She clapped her hands, and a maid immediately brought the four treasures of the study. body.

"Miss Xiao, what do you mean by this?" A noble girl who is more straightforward in her temperament asked aloud.

"Sisters," Xiao Miaotong smiled, raised her hand and pointed at the pen and paper on the table, and said in a warm voice, "Today is the Peach Blossom Poetry Meeting, so naturally we should use poetry to cheer us up."

"Right now, I'm full of tea and food, and when the flowers are in full bloom and the spring is full, it's the time for poetry. It's rare for my sisters to gather together. Why don't you enjoy poetry?"

"Miaotong's suggestion is good." Shi Ya who was sitting beside Xiao Miaotong smiled slightly, "but I don't know who should write this first poem?"

"For poems and poems, the first one is usually the easiest." Xiao Miaotong followed her words, "Of course it's best for sisters who come to this poetry meeting for the first time to write it, so as to save others trouble."

"What my cousin said is very true." Mu Shiyan hurriedly responded, and pretended to look at Mu Xici casually, "But speaking of this person who participated in the Peach Blossom Poetry Club for the first time..."

"Third sister, I remember, this is the first time you come back this year, right?" The girl smiled and raised her eyebrows, "Why don't I leave this first poem to you?"

　The next chapter, the little princess hates Mu Shiyan
　　
　
(End of this chapter)