spring breeze evergreen

"I think it's time for you to get up."

"No!"

The quilt was pulled off abruptly, revealing a person curled up sleeping in a ball, and the gorgeously dressed woman looked at her coldly.

"Xiaochun, bring a basin of cold water over here!"

"Well, it's time to get up." A certain person finally got his consciousness, and quickly got up from the bed. The hair like a chicken coop makes people frown, but a girl with a good face is so sloppy.

"You Ning."

The girl nodded in response: "Yes, mother, I am already twenty-eight years old. Ordinary people are not the mothers of several children, or they have passed the Qi refining period and have gone to practice. It doesn't look like me. I spend all day Eat at home and wait to die."

Veins popped up on the woman's forehead: "If you find it annoying, then don't waste any more!"

The maidservant Xiaochun was tired of watching this kind of scene, it would happen every day, she couldn't bear to watch her young lady be so useless.

Prince Yun's Mansion is the prince's mansion of Yunze Country, and it still has great power in the secular world. Yunze Country is the second largest country in the world. Although it is nothing in the eyes of immortal cultivators, it is still very powerful among mortals.

The young lady is from Prince Yun's mansion, and there are three elder brothers on top, both of whom have entered the sect of cultivating immortals. According to the Feishu that is passed back every year, they seem to be doing well. One is at the fifth level of the Qi refining stage, and the other The time is shorter, and it is also the third floor of the Qi refining period.There is also an elder brother who inherited his father's career and became a general. He has achieved great results in recent years in battle.

Miss also has a younger sister who has no intention of cultivating. She married a dignitary in the court and lived a very happy life. Now Miss is missing. She sleeps until the sun rises every day, and after lunch, she goes out to play until almost midnight. When I came back, I fell asleep.

So she understands that Madam is so angry, even she is very angry, but she doesn't know how to cherish such good conditions, she only knows how to have fun!If it were her, she would have already...

Xiaochun stopped her fantasies, the young lady has already woken up, she has to help her wash up.

After three or two strokes, she made a ponytail for the young lady, chose a golden hairpin with ice-blue emerald, and her hair was done.

"Well, it really is Xiaochun's dexterity, such long hair is really too much trouble for me, I want to cut it off"

The woman raised her hand: "If you discuss the issue of hair length again, this slap will definitely hit you in the face!!!"

"Miss, do you want to wear that set of clothes today?" Xiaochun was afraid that the conflict between the two of them would really intensify, and she could do nothing as a servant girl, so she could only kneel down. She didn't really want to kneel down yet.

You Ning doesn't care much about other things, but she attaches great importance to her appearance, she thinks it's her fault if she doesn't cherish such a face that looks like a blushing moon.

"Today is a beautiful day. I feel too hot in the room, so I'll wear plain clothes. This ice blue one is good, and it can also complement my hairpin!"

The top of the ice blue silk dress is hollowed out with snowflakes, the bottom of the skirt is still white, the color becomes darker as it goes up, until it reaches ice blue at the neckline, it makes people feel cool from the heart.

"Mother came to wake me up in person today, she must have something to do, is she going to visit your best friend with you again?"

If the woman sees her daughter and doesn't speak, she will really be out of the world and beautiful like a fairy. It's a pity that she has such a personality!

"Hmph, since you talk a lot, let me ask you, what day is it today?"

You Ning was puzzled: "It's not your birthday, it's not father's, and it's not those aunts'. Could it be that brother will come back today?"

The woman played tricks on Xiaochun, and Xiaochun half-hosted and half-supported dragged the young lady out of the room.

"I'm out in the wild every day, so it's no wonder I know about it. Today is our Yunmengze's annual Poetry Fairy Conference! Talented scholars in the city will gather together to drink and compose poems."

"Then why are we going to the Poetry Fairy Conference? I'm not a genius, so asking me to write poetry would be better than killing me!"

The woman closed her eyes and counted the numbers silently. She was afraid that if she continued to talk to her daughter, she would explode in anger!

You Ning actually knew what her mother was going to take her for, she just owed her words.

The carriages of Prince Yun’s Mansion are different from those of ordinary people. The carriages are spacious and luxurious. The dark and high-quality black wood has golden floating clouds that symbolize the royal family. The horses have shiny coats and no variegated colors. People can’t help but praise, what a carved BMW carriage!

Pedestrians on the road will give way to such a carriage when they see such a carriage. You Ning has not yet sat firmly on the carriage, and they have arrived when they just want to eat a preserved fruit to satisfy their hunger.

The Poetry Fairy Conference is held at a fixed place every year. At the foot of a mountain with a unique scenery, a stream has been artificially created. At that time, talented scholars will sit around the stream, put a glass of wine in the water, and wish to compose poetic changes. Go back and pick up the glass, and drink up the drunken hymn in the glass.

The standard of judging is naturally the applause of talented scholars. If they are really talented, they will really be admired by everyone.

The carriage stopped when it reached the periphery. Someone opened an umbrella for the mother and daughter. There was a gazebo at the foot of the mountain. The mother and daughter walked in. Naturally, someone brought melons, fruits and tea, so there was no need to worry.

You Ning wanted to pick up the watermelon and eat it, but his mother slapped him on the back of his hand: "Just take a look, who gave you permission to eat it?"

"Mother, I just got up, I haven't eaten any grains of rice, I haven't even touched a drop of water! I'm hungry because my chest is stuck to my back." You Ning pouted and acted like a baby.

The woman was not moved by it: "If I got up earlier, I wouldn't be here. If you want to blame, then blame yourself!"

"Tch, I'm not willing to blame myself!"

Oh, the woman is too lazy to pay attention to her daughter, there are so many talents today, no matter what, she has to find someone for her!

There is no one to host the Poetry Fairy Conference, and no one announces when it will start, but there is a convention that every year there will be a preface for this conference by a talented person who is recognized and recommended by everyone. After the preface, it means the beginning of poetry.

The academician in the imperial court will send a person to write a fu, plus the best lines in this poetry meeting, the three works will be recorded by a special person, and a book will be published in the future.

"I am the preface talent recommended by everyone this time. I am extremely fortunate, but I feel that my talent is not enough to make you have such high expectations! My name is Huaide, and most of you here must recognize me, so I will I wrote the preface! It’s full of loopholes, please don’t blame me!”

You Ning yawned a lot after listening to the long passages. She couldn't understand the antithesis, the rhyme, and the words that blended with the scene. The more she listened, the more sleepy she became, and her head almost hit the table.

The woman coughed softly. She hadn't woken up until her mother threw a small nectarine and knocked her awake. The moment she looked up, she seemed to see someone smiling at her by the stream. I rubbed my eyes again and looked over, but there was nothing there, it must be an illusion!

"Listen to me carefully, and start writing poems!"

"Yes, Mother Mother!"

The small wine glass in the creek started to float, and someone picked it up after a while. The first one was always brave, so no one would laugh at whether the poem written by the first one was good or not.

"You are not talented, so let's use this poetry meeting to recite a poem!

On the Huajian River,

Run water to pan wine.

Poetry flows with the waves,

blurt out the article! "

The poem is not very good, but it just fits the situation today, and the talented scholars will not refute the face of the first place, so they all applaud.

The glass was filled with wine again, and it began to drift again.

A white hand picked up the wine glass, this person turned his back to the small pavilion, he couldn't see what he looked like, only that he was wearing a different white dress than others.

Everyone is pretending to be coquettish, wearing white clothes can bring out the literati's atmosphere, but they don't know how dirty it is below the neck, and these big men will also use face powder that women only use to cover the sour smell on their bodies .

The white clothes looked like high-quality clothes at first glance. Under the sunlight, there was a faint brilliance, which made people unable to look directly at them.

You Ning was very interested in his clothes, so he took a second look. The woman who had been paying attention to her daughter smiled and called the maid who was waiting on her to come over.

"Find out who that person is."

"Yes."

As everyone knows, You Ning is really only interested in that man's clothes!

"Then I'll chant a poem too, oh, I think about it, I think about it!

Advise you to take a lamp and don't give up,

Advise you to have two lamps, don't doubt it,

Advise you to know the three lamps.

How, isn't it great! "

The gifted scholars all opened their mouths wide, and some even dropped the food in their mouths. There was an incomparably quiet moment, until someone's laughter broke the silence, and You Ning laughed disregarding his image and fell into his mother's arms.

"interesting."

All of a sudden, poetry will explode.

"Shameless! Shameless! You openly used the poems of the ancients to make up your numbers!"

"Do you think we are all fools? What a disgrace to us literati!"

The man didn't take it seriously at all, and argued loudly: "Ah, so you know this poem! You thought he read this poem to me back then, and I just memorized these three lines. Other poems, why don't you wait until I remember them?"

"Scum!" Someone grabbed the pastry and hit him, and everyone followed suit, but the pastry slipped in front of this person and fell to the ground. He calmly poured the wine he hadn't had a drink on into the creek.

"You guys are a little noisy." He snapped his fingers, and those pastries flew from the ground, hey, all of them were hit back at the thrower, very accurate, not a single person was hit by mistake!

You Ning snorted, did not expect to be a monk, so bored to participate in the direct game of mortals.

All the geniuses lowered their heads, and never dared to look at this monk again, fearing that if he was unhappy, their little lives would be lost, and the geniuses sitting next to this person silently shrank back.

He was very satisfied, turned his head, and looked directly at You Ning who was sitting in the pavilion: "My friend, I see that you have exquisite bones, flawless spiritual roots, and refreshing. You are a good seedling for cultivation! Yes!" You are not interested in practicing with me!"

Taking advantage of the surprise on her mother's face, You Ning quickly stuffed a mouthful of shortbread into her mouth, eating it in such a hurry that she almost swallowed it.

The corner of the monk's mouth twitched slightly, and he raised his voice again: "My friend! I'm talking to you!"

"Mother, he is talking to you, you should answer!" You Ning stuffed another piece of watermelon into his mouth.

"Ah? This monk, are you talking to me? This, this, I'm in my thirties, it's too late to practice any more!"

The cultivator took a deep breath, and said silently that he was neither angry nor angry. Thinking about him, he was suave, handsome and talented. Compared with these worldly people, it seemed that he was not at the same level!

He showed a charming smile again, and all the maidservants in the pavilion screamed and fainted. His thin lips parted slightly: "Young lady, I'm talking to you, and I'm asking you if you want to cultivate immortality!" ?”

You Ning patted the dregs on her hands, snorted, she was so boring, and wanted to eat more, she raised her head and glanced at the monk who looked so unreal, shook her head and said, "I don't want to."

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