Under the flower field fence

Chapter 445 Green Smoke
I heard that there is a new flower sauce, and I know that the flower sauce is very good once I hear the name.

The ladies were all interested, and they chased and asked Huali one by one.

Huali didn't let go of such a good publicity opportunity, and told all the good things about Peony, and directly seduced those ladies and ladies.

Huali didn't know that there was a pair of vicious eyes staring at her not far away.

Ouyang Qingyan is jealous at the moment, and she is deeply jealous. Huali is doing well now, which she did not expect.

Thinking of Huali in the past, no matter how insolent she was, she would have stepped on her feet, but now, looking at those ladies and ladies whom she didn't have the courage to strike up a conversation with, they all looked at Huali with flattering smiles, each with enthusiasm .

Ouyang Qingyan was jealous in her heart.

The handkerchief tightly tightened in his hand, Ouyang Qingyan looked angrily at Huali who was covered by the crowd.

If you are rampant, you will not be able to be rampant!

Ouyang Qingyan couldn't help but think of what her husband Liu Shixun said.

He now needs the help of property, as long as he has money, he will be able to rise steadily.Ouyang Qingyan only wanted to live a good life, only wanted to live a high life, and didn't care how many concubines Liu Shixun took and how many housemates he took.

Huali looks like this, she must have a lot of money!
Ouyang Qingyan actually laughed, Huali has now opened Baihua Pavilion in Wangcheng, and has rented and planted so much land outside the city, she thinks she has a lot of money, thinking that what her husband needs is money.

Ouyang's family, she can no longer ask for a penny, and her dowry has been sold off, and there are only a few shops that she has left behind. Now Liu Shixun needs money. If Huali really married Liu Shixun , then she is big, and then how to bully Huali, isn't it all due to her?

Ouyang Qingyan was already a little frenzied, and she never thought about how wrong her actions were.

The short reminiscence was over, and everyone returned to calm. I don't know which lady made a suggestion to appreciate the snow and write a poem.

When these words were spoken, the ladies and wives present immediately agreed.

In fact, this kind of poetry meeting is not uncommon in Wangcheng. The ladies in the boudoir often hold such gatherings, firstly to promote mutual feelings, and secondly, to promote the relationship between the elders, which can kill several birds with one stone.

Huali didn't have much interest in this.

She herself can't compose poems at all, let alone create her own. Obviously, such a proposal is not suitable for her.

Huali and Ouyang Fei'er stood together, watching those young ladies playing, feeling quite at ease.

Originally, things like this were safe and sound, and Huali could escape this boring poetry meeting.

But unexpectedly, an unexpected person broke Huali's extravagant hope.

Ouyang Qingyan walked over with her slender waist twisted, with a smug look on her face.

"My sister is so lively here, why don't you invite my sister to play with you?" Ouyang Qingyan walked in front of Ouyang Fei'er, a little arrogant.

Ouyang Fei'er didn't inform Ouyang Qingyan today, and the reason is very simple. She entertained guests, and Ouyang Qingyan was obviously not among the guests.

Ouyang Feier is not the former Ouyang Feier, the former Ouyang Feier disliked intrigues the most, but now Ouyang Feier is happy to intrigue with others, happy to be at ease.

The ladies and wives present saw this scene, and the ladies who were still reciting poems just now listened to it, and looked at the two protagonists Ouyang Fei'er and Ouyang Qingyan with great interest.

Ouyang Fei'er was still sitting on the chair, smiling faintly at Ouyang Qingyan, neither alienated nor enthusiastic: "My sister is half the master! Do you still want me to treat you like a guest? Don't you treat yourself like a guest? An outsider? It would be good if it was just a joke, but if my sister really said that, if outsiders listened, they would think that our Ouyang family treated you poorly."

This made Ouyang Qingyan's face instantly embarrassed. With an embarrassed smile, Ouyang Qingyan said with a smile: "Look at what my sister said, I was just joking around. Miss Hua, we haven't seen each other for a long time. When you were in Ouyang Mansion, you and your sister often recited poems against each other, so many distinguished guests are here today, can Miss Hua compose a poem for everyone?"

Huali looked at Ouyang Qingyan with a smile, but her eyes were full of coldness. Ouyang Qingyan said these words for fear of embarrassing her!
Ouyang Fei'er, who was sitting on the side, didn't know that what Ouyang Qingyan said was made up.

Ouyang Feier was about to help Huali with a few words, but when she saw Huali signal Ouyang Feier not to speak, with a comforting look, Ouyang Feier understood that Huali could cope with the situation at hand.

Seeing that everyone was looking forward to it, Huali smiled and said, "The snow scene is beautiful today, so I will write a poem about it. If it is not good, please don't make fun of me!"

Ouyang Qingyan, who stood aside and wanted to see Huali's jokes, suddenly felt bad. Did Huali accept the trick?Can Huali really write poetry?

Thinking of this, Ouyang Qingyan couldn't help but get serious.

Huali walked out of the gazebo slowly, looking at the white snow in the yard, what she thought of was the song "Snow Plum. One" by Lu Meipo in the Song Dynasty.

Thinking about the original verse in her mind, Huali slowly opened her mouth: "Mei Xue is fighting for the spring but not willing to fall, Sao Ren Ge pens to comment on the chapter.

Meixu is three points less white than snow, but snow is less fragrant than plum. "

As soon as this verse appeared, the scene became quiet, but Huali felt a little uneasy in her heart. She was not sure if there would be Lu Meipo in this unknown continent, but she felt relieved after thinking about the scattered notes she saw in Xuanyuan Yunjue up.

At least after she read so many poetry collections, she didn't see a poem that was imagined in ancient China.

"Wonderful, really wonderful." Ouyang Fei'er couldn't help but take the lead in admiring.

Some ladies and wives who came back to their senses were surprised and said: "Miss Hua's song "Xue" is inferior to Mei Duanxiang. It's really wonderful."

Everyone's eyes could not help looking at the plum grove in the courtyard, the little bit of white snow inside the stamens of the blossoming red plums, just now they were only admiring the snow and completely ignored the beautiful flowers in front of them.

Ouyang Fei'er couldn't help but said with admiration: "And the metaphor of Sister Li is really just right. Not only did the snowflake come to life, but the plum blossom also came to life. I have never heard such a beautiful poem. Zi Yan is ready to write, I want to Write this poem down."

Ouyang Fei'er has a good handwriting, which is famous in Wangcheng.

After hearing Ouyang Fei'er's words, Zi Yan immediately went down to prepare, and she was also very excited. Huali's counterattack was obviously a slap in the face for Ouyang Qingyan.

　I’m afraid I can’t add an update today. I’m here first. I feel a little uncomfortable after taking special medicine. I’ll add another chapter tomorrow~~
　　
　
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