Red makeup against the world

Chapter 183 Coveted
Wu Sheng gave him a surprised look. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, how could he hide his anger from his elder brother who grew up with him?

"Wing Zhi?" Wu Sheng asked.

Wu Zhengxiang took a deep breath, looked at his worried brother, and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, brother, I'm fine."

How can he be called okay?Wu Sheng was puzzled.My younger brother has had a lot of misfortune since he was a child. Although I have gained some trust from him, since he took the coronation ceremony, he has appeared and acted mysteriously, so it is not easy to interfere in his affairs now.

Wu Shenglei smiled, and said: "Okay. If you have something to do, don't carry it alone, no matter what, I'm still here."

Wu Zhengxiang's heart warmed up, he loosened the fist of his left hand slightly, and said in a relaxed voice, "I know." The secret way was very dangerous, if it wasn't for the elder brother by his side, he heard the prince using Zhen'er as a pawn to win over Anguo After the government, I am not sure what I will do.Fortunately, I heard their plan today, and then I need to think carefully about the countermeasures.

But this is his own business, and he can't let his brother who has been protecting him worry about it.He shook his head to shake off these thoughts, picked up the wine glass, and said, "Come on, let me toast to elder brother. If it weren't for elder brother's care these years, I'm afraid I would not be in this world long ago."

Suddenly hearing him mention those pasts, Wu Sheng was surprised.For so many years, the two brothers had a tacit understanding, and they never mentioned what happened back then. What happened today, Yizhi must have something on his mind.

But he didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force it. He picked up the wine glass and touched it, drank it in one gulp, and praised: "Good wine!"

Wu Zhengxiang put down his wine glass, and silently thought of something on his mind.He came to the Princess Mansion today, of course not just to participate in the "Peony Flower Fair".Under the order of the lord, Tong Huachi was captured, how could he have the leisure to attend the banquet?
The two groups of Feng and Lei either dressed up in disguise, or pretended to be the entourage of the guests, or concealed their traces, staring at the inside and outside of the princess mansion tightly, and laying a net.The two shadow guards of the Rain Group who were originally in the Princess Mansion had already been notified by him to protect Princess Zhaoyang closely today, fearing that there would be any changes in Tonghua Pool and attack the princess.

Although careful arrangements were made, Wu Zhengxiang did not want to see Tong Huachi appear here from the bottom of his heart.The guests at the flower festival were all top dignitaries, and most of them were weak women and children. If Tonghua Pond really appeared, they would probably hit a mouse and overturn the jade vase.

Tong Huachi has a city in his heart, and if it appears, there must be a plan.At that time, when the fish dies and the net is broken, he will take anyone as a hostage at will, and he has to be careful.Don't say it's a princess, even a princess or madam, it's not a joke to get hurt.

Fortunately, according to the news just sent by his subordinates, Tong Huachi has been nestled in the tea shop all day today and never went out.Even so, Wu Zhengxiang didn't dare to relax his mind, he still watched all directions and listened to all directions, fully on guard.Because of this, he was allowed to hear the conversation between the crown prince and the son of An Guogong.

In "Shu Yuxuan", the maid of the princess mansion has already laid out pen and ink on a desk in the house.

Princess Zhaoyang walked to the middle of the room and said with a smile, "Just wait for me to write a poem and a painting, and throw bricks to attract jade."

After finishing speaking, he rolled up the sleeves of his robe, picked up a tube of Changfeng wolf brush, and started to splash ink on the rice paper.I saw that her handwriting was wide open and closed, and the handwriting was actually a cursive that women seldom learned. In an instant, it became a poem.

Yue Gui, who waited on the pen and ink, said: "The peonies in the land are in full bloom, and the dragon musk is added to the dawn. The master still cherishes himself, and the brocade curtain protects the spring frost."

This poem is neat and catchy.Although it is not amazing, it expresses the meaning of love for talents through poems chanting peonies.During the banquet, everyone was exquisitely thoughtful, and they could understand the deep meaning at a glance. Even though they knew that the poems at the flower festival were all prepared in advance, they still all praised: "Good poems!"

Only Crown Princess Fu remained motionless, from her standpoint, it was fine to attend, there was no need to brag about Princess Zhaoyang.

Princess Zhaoyang smiled proudly in the room, shining like a spring moon, with her status and talent, she naturally deserved these compliments.All the girls were intimidated by her heroic appearance, and Xu Wanzhen was no exception.

Amidst the praise, Princess Zhaoyang finished the peony painting in her hand, held a pen and said with a smile: "Who will be next?"

Yuegui and Mujin gently picked up Princess Zhaoyang's poems and paintings and put them aside.After the ink dries, cover the inscription with rice paper cut into long strips, and send it to the "Qingxuan Pavilion" for evaluation.

Xu Wanzhen watched all this quietly, and couldn't help feeling a little funny.The so-called vague name is nothing but a cover-up. "Qingxuan Pavilion" faces this place across the stream, and it is clear at a glance who wrote poems and paintings.

Fortunately, this poem and painting is to be presented to the emperor as a birthday gift, and the one who can win the first prize must be someone with outstanding talents and learning.When Princess Zhaoyang took out this poem, it was obvious that she was not trying to compete for the top spot, but it did not prevent the people in "Qingxuan Pavilion" from voting for Princess Zhaoyang.

Bai Shao lit a stick of incense, saluted everyone with a smile, and said softly: "No matter what your status is, you can come to write poems or paintings, and the time limit for one stick of incense is limited."

All the girls in Xuanzhong knew the content of the "Peony Flower Fair" a long time ago, who didn't come here with careful preparations?But right now, it is naturally the first work with high status.Those with insufficient status like Tu Manfen had no choice but to restrain their urge to step forward.

Although Xu Wanzhen was also prepared, when she heard Bai Shao say this, it was obvious that she wanted everyone to do what they could, not force it, and did not force every young lady to have a poem or a painting.Thinking about it, there are only a few who are proficient in these two things at the same time, and it is not beautiful to try hard.

That being the case, it's better not to go up and make a fool of yourself.She had already made up her mind to gradually fade out of Princess Zhaoyang's sight after the flower festival, so why bother to attract attention at this time?
You have to know that my calligraphy is practiced every day, but there is nothing I can do with the soft nib. So far, it is only a little more regular, but it is difficult to enter this elegant hall.

The second one to go up was Cao Qinghui, the eldest daughter of Duke Dingguo's mansion.Although there are many daughters in the boudoirs here, in terms of status, no one can compare to her except Princess Zhaoyang.

She was dressed in a blue dress, and a jade hairpin with emerald green moiré patterns was simply inserted into her hair. The feather satin skirt with ice plum patterns moved lightly with her lotus steps, and there was a faint silver brilliance flickering. A piece of mutton fat white jade Ruyi Pei.This is low-key luxury, Xu Wanzhen admired secretly.

Cao Qinghui stepped forward and bowed to Princess Zhaoyang, Mrs. Dingguo, and the Crown Princess with great demeanor. He held the silver pen lightly in his bare hands, and the pen was written in a beautiful and dignified hairpin lowercase script, just like him.

Yue Gui said: "Who doesn't love peonies, they take advantage of the beautiful things in the city. It is suspected to be the work of the Goddess of Luochuan, and the beauty is so beautiful that it breaks the morning glow."

As soon as the words fell, I heard the girls applaud loudly.To make them lose their composure at this time, it is natural to have such wonderful poems.The sentence "Thousands of delicate and ten thousand forms break the morning glow" describes the delicate and beautiful appearance of peonies in full bloom, and "suspected to be the work of Luochuan Goddess" is even more thought-provoking.

Hearing the applause from here, all the men in "Qingxuan Pavilion" came to look at it one after another.Seeing that it was Cao Qinghui's work, everyone took it for granted.

(End of this chapter)