Wang's little lady

As soon as Mr. Jiang said these words, the girls sitting at the bottom couldn't sit still at all. The Hua family stole the show today, directly overpowering the sisters present.

How could they bear this tone?

Hongdou also felt that the girls around her were about to move, and at the same time couldn't help but frown slightly, Master Jiang did this. . .

Mrs. Zhao also couldn't help but secretly think that Mr. Jiang was deliberately bringing hatred to the Hua family. Look at the girls around her.

His eyes were almost ready to eat the pear in front of him.

At this time, another girl stood out from the crowd. Different from Huali's lively temperament, this girl looked more stable.

She came to the court, saluted Jiang Huaizhi in front of her, and said gently:

"My dear daughter, She Manqing, I would like to send you my greetings, sir. I wish Sir Jiang everything goes well and that he will be promoted higher and higher."

Jiang Huaizhi looked at She Manqing who had just stood up, smiled and nodded,

"Miss She also has talents that you want to show to me?"

She Manqing smiled solemnly, "Yes, sir. I am honored to hear that your master's good calligraphy was praised repeatedly by the examiner during the scientific examination."

"Although the little girl does not come from a wealthy family in Beijing, she has loved calligraphy since she was a child, and her parents hired strict teachers to teach her."

"Nowadays, what I write can be considered to be eye-catching. Today, the Hua family sister's pipa song is pleasing to the ears and ears. The little girl volunteered to write it on the spot. Please give me some advice."

Jiang Huaizhi smiled and nodded. Since the girls are willing to join in the fun, he, as a parent, will not block the adults' enthusiasm.

"Jiang Momo, please ask someone to prepare utensils for Miss She to use."

After Jiang Momo heard the order, he immediately went down to prepare. After a while, a set of desks, fine pens, inks, paper and inkstones appeared in front of everyone.

She Manqing sat at the desk naturally, polishing ink and preparing to write.

In the seats, Huali looked at She Manqing in the field with a look of disdain:

"It's artificial. Who doesn't know how to write, and it's specially used for performances."

"If you don't have anything you can't do, just stay silent and don't feel embarrassed."

The ladies in Fengdu County who have the worst relationship are Huali and She Manqing.

The two are similar in age, but have very different temperaments.

She Manqing looks dignified and steady, and is a satisfactory daughter-in-law candidate in the eyes of many ladies. Huali is generous and lively, with pretty appearance.

In addition, the two families have similar backgrounds and are ranked among the top families in Fengdu County. Therefore, the girls from the two families have been compared since they were young.

Especially two people of the same age.

If anyone is overwhelmed by the other party today, the other party will have to get it back from the other party tomorrow, refusing to admit defeat at all.

Hongdou sat next to Mrs. Zhao, listening to Huali's soft complaints and pretending not to know.

She cannot afford to provoke the "war" between these boudoir daughters.

Unfortunately, there is a strange phenomenon in the world. The more you fear something, the more likely it becomes.

"Thank you, girl?"

Hongdou was sitting quietly, waiting for Sheman Qing to finish polishing the ink and start picking up the pen. At this time, Huali behind her suddenly called her.

The alarm in Hong Dou's head immediately went off, but she couldn't pretend not to hear it, so she looked sideways at Huali gently:

"What's the matter, flower girl?"

Huali did not answer her immediately, but stared at the clothes made of brocade on Hong Dou's body with envy on her face.

After admiring it for a while, he said: "Miss Xie, you are really good at what you do, what a blessing.

I can actually ask Mr. Jiang to give you cloud brocade. Do you know that not everyone can wear this material? "

Hongdou smiled politely and said thoughtfully:

"To tell you the truth, Miss Hua, I'm also careful. Master Jiang lent me these clothes, not as a gift." "After all, such an expensive thing is not something someone of my status can wear. If it's broken, I can’t afford to pay.”

Not only Huali, but also the other girls sitting nearby were much less wary of Hongdou when they heard that the clothes were not given by adults, but borrowed.

"Borrowed it? Do you mean you want to exchange it and return it after the banquet ends later?" Huali asked with a glint in her eyes.

In fact, she had regarded Hongdou as an imaginary enemy since Jiang Momo called her away alone, especially when she saw her wearing brocade when she sat down at the table.

The hostility in his heart was rising even more. If Master Jiang really falls in love with Xie Hongdou, she will not give in no matter what.

She had never heard of this Xie family in the county. The clothes they were wearing when they came here were also ordinary clothes, so they didn't think they were a wealthy family.

She didn't look outstanding, and she didn't have any other abilities. How could she be willing to lose to such a person.

But today was Master Jiang's birthday after all. She didn't want to leave a bad impression on him, so she had to wait until the banquet was over before asking more questions.

Now that the other party took the initiative to tell her that the brocade was just for borrowing, she felt relieved.

"Yes, Miss Hua, I am careful about what I eat. I can be considered someone who helps Mr. Jiang with errands. My family has made new tea. I wonder if you have tried it."

Seeing that Huali's attitude towards her had obviously improved, Hongdou took the opportunity to talk about business again.

"New tea?" Huali frowned and thought for a while, then her eyes suddenly lit up:

"But a new type of tea has appeared recently that only needs to be brewed, not cooked, and tastes extremely delicious?"

Seeing Anko nodding her head affirmatively, Huali couldn't help but smile.

Hongdou thought this smile was quite cute. She was a girl with emotions on her face.

"My family bought it, but unfortunately there aren't many for sale on the market. It's yours?" Huali couldn't help but pay attention.

Hongdou smiled and nodded: "Yes, I make new tea every day from the fresh leaves sent by the people around me. It also counts as finding some livelihood for the nearby villagers."

Huali rolled her eyes, moved closer to Hongdou and asked softly:

"It's more than that, right? Otherwise, my lord would not lend you the brocade just because of this."

"Does the business owner also have a share in this business?"

Hongdou smiled mysteriously, picked up the tea cup and stopped talking. Let Miss Huali figure out the rest.

She Manqing's preparations were also well done on the court, and her actions even attracted many people's admiration.

Even Jiang Huaizhi, who was in charge, couldn't help but nod in approval.

Hongdou looked forward and saw that She Manqing was not just writing. She was holding two pens in both hands and writing on the paper at the same time.

He moves with ease, and it looks like he has achieved some success in calligraphy.

The difficulty in writing with both hands at the same time lies in the flexible coordination of the left and right hands.

In her later generations, I saw a lot of calligraphy on the Internet that no one could do.

I have only occasionally seen a master among the people. Not only can he write with his left and right hands at the same time, but the fonts on both sides are even different.

Is it possible that this girl from the She family is also like this?

If this is the case, it is indeed worthy of everyone's praise.

A quarter of an hour later, She Manqing finished writing. At Jiang Huaizhi's instruction, the deputy center's servants stepped forward and put the two calligraphy and paintings up for everyone to appreciate.

Hongdou looked at it from a distance and saw that there were actually two fonts.

Not only Jiang Huaizhi, but also Mr. Xu couldn't help but admire, "Miss She's handwriting has become a school of its own."