The Pearl of the Lady

Chapter 87
Today is the day for Ah Fu to submit her paintings again. The content of Ah Fu’s paintings is very complicated. She paints landscapes as well as figures. Two days ago, she painted a small flame with tears on her face and a missing front tooth. Of course, this painting was not handed in. , I just showed Xiao Huomiao a little bit, and told Xiao Huomiao that if I am not a high-ranking person in the future, I will take this painting out and print it, let others copy a lot, and then sell it, and Xiao Huomiao is happy again that Fu painted himself, I also feel that this image is a bit embarrassing, and I still think that I will never make you angry.

The painting that Ah Fu submitted today is about the Lantern Festival. The angle of her painting seems to be overlooking from a high place. The lights of the long street are like a river, and the street vendors and tourists are faintly visible in this river of light. Mr. Shen praised Ah Fu’s ingenuity , also raised a question. After the characters were reduced, Ah Fu’s painting was not detailed enough. Ah Fu nodded, saying that he would learn a lesson next time. Putting it away, Ah Fu felt that the teacher was encouraging him, so he pursed his lips and smiled in embarrassment.

As a young noble girl, Ah Fu’s daily life is like this. She goes to class, eats delicious food, takes a lunch break, draws in the afternoon, or goes out to play. After falling in love with the koi in the Taiye Pond, the two got fishing rods and sat by the Taiye Pond all afternoon, ignoring the eyes of the people passing by.

Wei Sheng came out to watch for a while, and the interior eunuch thought, you have finally come out, quickly get these two little ancestors back, these are all fish that came in, and there should not be too many expensive species among them, a piece of black jade can be exchanged It's a big house, they actually wanted to bake it, but Wei Sheng came out just to have a look, and encouraged the two children to calm down, and ordered the servants to tell them to drink more water.

The servant and eunuch of Taiyechi: ... our family is also broken.

As a young His Royal Highness, Wei Yi's daily life is much more busy. He gets up at [-]:[-] every day, and he has to get up and punch, then go to class, and remember to bring snacks for Ah Fu, and watch Policy theory, even the emperor will give him some typical scriptures, let him write his own opinions on paper, and then go to practice riding and archery, practice calligraphy at night, and sometimes accompany Ah Fu to realize her eccentricity during the day. Of course, the time with Ah Fu is not a waste of time for Xiao Huo Miao, but a rare pastime.

The last time he insisted on going out to save Ah Fu, Wei Sheng called him when he came back, the father and son looked at each other for a long time, Wei Sheng patted him on the shoulder, "You are still young, you are not enough."

The father didn't say it clearly, but Wei Yi understood what he meant. His own strength is not enough to protect Ah Fu. If it continues to be like this in the future, he will not be able to play with Ah Fu. From then on, he will work harder than before Well, Wei Sheng looked at the child and could only sigh, thinking about talking about it later, now that your uncle and aunt don't agree to marry Ah Fu to you, it would be bad if you hurt Yi'er, Let alone, now that the children are still young, maybe they just want to be playmates, and they won't like it when they grow up.

Wei Sheng's idea was proved wrong by time.

Oh, you ask me how do I know?

Because time passed by in the blink of an eye, the childhood sweetheart has grown up, becoming a handsome boy and a beautiful girl.

May in the capital is a good season in late spring and early summer. It is warm but not hot. It rained a little this morning, and it has a comfortable wet atmosphere. It has a little bit of Jiangnan's warm temperament. The flower girl carried a small basket along the street and peddled a bunch of dewy magnolias. The flowers were so pitiful and cute with the rain, but it was a pity that there were not many pedestrians on the street, so few were sold.

A carriage stopped in front of the flower girl, and a well-dressed maid jumped out of the carriage. She said she was a maid, but the maids of rich families were dressed much better than girls from ordinary families. The flower girl recognized her as a maid. The maid, just because she came down and said something about Miss.

"Excuse me, how do you sell these flowers?"

"One piece for three pennies," the flower girl hurriedly replied, "I just cut it from my yard this morning. Each one is carefully selected, the freshest."

The maid who asked the question nodded and did not counter-offer, "We want it, how much is the total including your flower basket?"

This is a big deal. If it is sold out early, I don't have to walk on the street for so long today. The flower girl couldn't hide her joy and said, "I have thirty white magnolias here, and the total cost is ninety Wen. There is no money for the basket, so let me give it to you.”

"How can I take advantage of the little lady." A clear voice came from the carriage. I had only heard the scholar's words sound like jade rings hitting each other before, so it turned out that there really was such a voice.

It's just these words, the flower girl only cares about the beautiful voice in her heart, and doesn't care about the content, but the maid at the side made a helpless expression, such flirtatious words came from the young lady's mouth, it's really... not surprising at all Woolen cloth.

The flower girl was distracted, took the purse handed over by the maid, and handed out the basket in her arms.

Watching the carriage rumble away, she squeezed the purse in her hand. Something was wrong. When she opened it, it was too much. She ran after her while shouting, "Wait, it won't take so much."

Stretched out a hand from the window of the carriage, a plain white hand, holding a magnolia in it, and raised it, the pleasant voice just now sounded again, with a nice smile, "Not much, not much, Miss Xie added this beauty to Chang'an in the early morning."

That hand is extremely beautiful, white and tender, with ten fingers as slender as springing bamboo shoots, round fingertips, and no Kodan. In her hand, the white magnolia that I carefully selected and cut in the morning seems to be overshadowed by comparison. The flower girl Standing still, his face was quietly stained with a thin blush.

Sitting in the carriage was Princess Anle, needless to say about her beauty, she was the jewel of Zhou, the jade of Chang'an.Originally, the pearl was hidden among the deep palaces. People only know that Princess Anle’s family is very rich. It made her famous in the world. She presided over the flower festival ceremony when she was 13 years old. The girl hugged a peony and barefooted. Walking towards the altar, her expression was not solemn, not even serene. Many people in Chang'an saw her winking quietly and making a face at someone, but no one laughed. It’s beautiful. After that day, the peonies in Chang’an rose to a new height. The same grimace expression of Princess Anle became popular. Many girls imitated her playful smile in the mirror. There are beauties in Chang’an, and Anle is the number one. This word spread all over the world.

Someone from another country came here admiringly. In order to have a look at her, he stayed in front of Gu Guogong's mansion for four full months before seeing her. This person is Zhou Qing, a world-renowned beauty painter. Beauty, many people waited for him to draw the demeanor of Princess Anle, but unexpectedly after returning to China, Zhou Qing destroyed all his portraits of beauties and announced that he would never draw beauties again in this life. The wine jar sighs that it is not good enough, not good enough, my pen is not good enough to paint her, but I don't want to paint other people anymore.

(End of this chapter)