Taking advantage of his spare time, Mo Fei asked Xi Su for some information about some powerful people in the Central Capital, as well as the details that need to be paid attention to at the prince's banquet.

Xi Su didn't have anything to hide, he said everything he could say, and later he even mentioned: "There may be beauties invited to perform at the prince's banquet."

Performing again? Murphy hated this deeply in his heart. Men in this era are really too superior. They can have fun as they want, and women have no right to say "no" at all.

Murphy thought for a while and said, "Then help me prepare a flute."

Xi Su's eyes lit up: "Fu'er can play the flute?"

"I only understand a little bit, and I can barely handle the situation." Murphy's tutor was very traditional to her, and she had to learn everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Unfortunately, she was not very interested in music. Just because the shape of the flute is simple and easy to carry. However, due to her limited energy, she also practiced a few songs. Fortunately, the tutor did not criticize it. Learning these is just to cultivate her sentiments. If she is forced, it will lose its original meaning.

Fortunately, there is also an instrument like the flute here, but it has only been in use for a few years. Most women don’t like it, and only a few men know how to play. The most popular is still the traditional qin and se, and there are only a handful of flute songs that everyone is familiar with, so Murphy Just enough to deal with one or two.

Xi Su was quite interested, and soon sent someone to collect a few bamboo flutes for her. Murphy auditioned one by one, and finally chose a brown-yellow medium flute.

Then Murphy rejected Xi Suxiang's request for a feast for the ears, and just put the flute away properly. Although she can only play a few songs, but those songs are basically familiar and easy to handle, so she is not worried. If there is no need to perform at the banquet, she probably won't play for others.

A few days have passed, and the army is still tens of miles away from Zhongdu, but Murphy knows that Wu Yue must have taken action. In the period before the turmoil, she must save herself first, if she still has spare energy , you can also act by chance.

On the day of the banquet, it was another time of laborious dressing up. This banquet was different from the last one, with more elegance and less vulgarity, and most of the people attending the banquet were literati. Therefore, Xi Su prepared a set of relatively simple and elegant clothes for Mo Fei. Although it was a little less gorgeous, it also highlighted her clean temperament.

The two came to the villa where the prince lived temporarily, and a servant stepped forward and said, "Mr. Xi please go to the hall first, and Miss Fu'er, please go to the garden with the maid."

Xi Su glanced at Mo Fei and left with the servant, while she was taken to the other side by the maid.

Turning around the corridor, the front is full of purple and bright red. The winding stone road in the garden, the rockery lake, the stone pavilion and the green pines, the most eye-catching is the pots of flowers that are vying to bloom, with gorgeous colors and different postures, attracting butterflies to dance, and embellishing the originally quiet garden full of vitality , a gust of breeze blowing, bringing bursts of floral fragrance, refreshing.

I have to say that this prince is a person who loves flowers. The flowers in the garden are not only well taken care of, but also very particular about their placement. Although there are many varieties, there is no clutter.

Murphy walked into the stone pavilion while admiring it. At this time, there were already several women sitting in the pavilion, obviously the beauties brought by the adults. They were talking about something enthusiastically, but when they saw Murphy approaching, they all quieted down.

Murphy didn't care either, nodded to them indifferently, and found a place to sit down.

Seeing her attitude like this, the girls couldn't help but feel that this person was quite arrogant, and their eyes became unkind.

At this time, a woman in red said: "Is this the Fu'er girl who has been well-known recently?"

"I don't dare to deserve a good name, I am Fu'er." It is absolutely impossible for Mo Fei to call herself a "slave family", and her reply made the girls feel that she was arrogant.

So someone else asked: "It's really not that beautiful. I wonder why you adults are so fond of you? Could it be some special means?"

Having said that, several of the girls laughed ambiguously.

Murphy wasn't angry either, but replied calmly, "Fu'er naturally can't compare to all the beauties."

The woman sounded a bit wrong, but she didn't know what was wrong, so she could only chuckle: "It's a bit self-aware."

"Cough," a blue-clothed woman next to her said hurriedly, "It is said that the beauty is like a flower, each with its own beauty, and we really don't need to compete with each other."

Murphy glanced at the woman and said nothing.

On the other hand, the woman said, "When it comes to flowers, which kind of flowers do you think is the most beautiful in this garden?"

"Of course it's 'Xueyang'. It's pure white and fragrant. The few plants in the collection of the prince are even more superb." The woman in red earlier said first.

"The slave family thinks 'Caiyi' is more luxurious." A woman in yellow refuted.

"'Caiyi' is a bit too beautiful, not as elegant as Qinglan."

The girls expressed their opinions one after another, but ignored the previous unpleasantness.

Murphy was at ease, she really didn't want to argue with these girls.

At this time, someone suddenly asked Xiang Mofei: "What do you think, Miss Fu'er? Which of these garden flowers can be the king of flowers today?"

Mo Fei shifted his gaze to the person who was speaking, and said, "Kawang? How do you beauties judge the quality of flowers?"

The girls were stunned for a while, and the woman in blue said, "Isn't it just looking at the appearance of flowers?"

"Didn't the girl just say that the beauty is like a flower, each with its own beauty?" Murphy said, "Every flower has its own beauty, and it's hard to tell the difference just by looking at the flower's appearance."

"Oh? I don't know what the girl has to say?" The woman in blue asked curiously.

The rest of the women were either interested or disdainful.

Mo Fei didn't care about their eyes, just casually said: "In short, it can be appreciated in terms of shape, color, fragrance, and taste, such as 'Xueyang', the plant is erect, the leaves are like green bamboo, the color is white, and the posture is beautiful. , the fragrance is fresh, just because it has no different colors, white and no dirt, so it gives people a kind of otherworldly, reserved and subtle temperament, which is its 'good'. Besides, this 'jinyan' is shaped like a hydrangea with stacked petals. There are many kinds of flowers and colors, some like the snow reflecting the morning glow, some like the dew on the blue lake, 'the national color of the morning wine, the fragrance of the night dyeing clothes', the appearance is graceful and luxurious, and the richness is unparalleled, which can be called the 'national color Tianxiang' '."

"What about Qinglan?" Someone asked hurriedly.

"Qinglan is different from other flowers. The first taste of its fragrance is clear but not cloudy. Noble, clean and elegant, 'innately enough flowers want to bloom, light dyeing and thick smearing are free to choose, profit and loss, beauty and ugliness depends on the person, buds and splendor come naturally'. Qinglan is a gentleman in flowers."

The girls listened with great interest, and Murphy unknowingly commented on the flowers in the garden one by one, but at the end did not clearly say which one could be called "King of Flowers".

So someone asked the question again.

Murphy didn't answer directly, but said: "Fu'er once heard a story, a long time ago, a king took beauty on a trip, and the seasonal flowers were vying to bloom, but the golden flames did not bloom, and the king was furious and ordered a fire. Burning it and going through the fire calamity, Jin Yan's body is scorched black, but the branches are not broken, standing proudly in the frost, and until the next year, under the flames, the flowers bloom gorgeously.

As soon as these words were finished, there was a burst of applause from behind.

Mo Fei and the rest of the women turned around at the same time, only to see several men in Chinese clothes walking not far away, and the leader was the prince Wu Sheng.

The girls greeted him with a salute.

"Haha, I didn't expect to hear such a wonderful argument as soon as I entered the garden. Miss Fu'er is very literary." Wu Sheng came over with a big laugh, with admiration on his face.

"The prince has won the prize, this is the word of the Fu'er family, I hope you all don't laugh at it." Mo Fei replied indifferently.

"Miss Fu'er is too modest." Wu Sheng said, "I think I love flowers, but now I know how to taste flowers, I'm really ashamed. Listening to the girl's words, today's flower king is probably not the 'national color unparalleled'. Jin Yan is none other than Jin Yan.”

The men around him nodded in agreement, and the woman next to him showed a more unswerving expression.

"Last time, I was very impressed with Miss Fu'er, but I didn't think that she was actually a talented girl with hidden splendor. The participation of the girl in this flower viewing banquet is really a blessing. "Wu Sheng stared at Murphy with piercing eyes.

Mo Fei bowed without a wave in his face.

Wu Sheng then turned around and said to everyone, "This time it's just to enjoy flowers and tea, not to talk about state affairs, so please don't be cautious. Tea, cakes and chessboard tables have been prepared over there. You can enjoy yourself. Please do it yourself, don't be shy, just order the servants if you need anything."

Everyone promises.

Then he took another look at Murphy and walked towards the back garden first, and the rest of the guests followed one after another. Before leaving, many people's eyes turned around Murphy a few times.

You must know that most of the people who came this time are literati and elegant, and they naturally have a good impression on a woman like Murphy, who is quite talented and elegant.

"Fo'er girl."

Murphy was just about to walk around when someone stopped him and turned around to see that it was General Dike who he had seen that day.

"I don't know what the general ordered?" Murphy asked.

"Listening to the girl's conversation seems to be quite knowledgeable."

"Just know a few words."

"The girl is modest, dare to ask if the girl can play chess?"

Murphy hesitated for a while, then nodded, "I know a little."

Di Ke said happily: "Very good! I want to invite the girl to the next game, I wonder if the girl is willing?"

"This..." Mo Fei raised his eyes and looked at Xi Su who was standing not far away and did not leave.

Di Ke immediately said to Xi Su, "Mr. Xi, don't you mind?"

"Hehe, of course, let Fu'er play chess with the general!" Xi Su smiled.

"Thank you so much." Having said that, Di Ke made a gesture of invitation towards Murphy.

Mo Fei squinted at Qi Su and followed Di Ke to the place where the chessboard was displayed.

Seeing the two leave, Xi Su touched his chin, and there was an obscure light in his eyes.

The backyard is very large. There is an artificial lake on the left, with strange rocks beside the lake, and several rows of tables and cushions are neatly placed on the grass a few meters to the right. Tea and wine are placed on the table to eat; A stone pavilion, the pavilion is quite large, it can accommodate dozens of people, there is a stone table in the pavilion, food and tea are also placed on the table, and several piles of books are placed on the circular stone seat for everyone to read.

Under the big banyan tree on the far right of the pavilion, there are four stone tables, each of which is tens of meters apart, and each has a chessboard.

It is also a kind of enjoyment to play chess in a colorful and cool shade of trees.

Murphy and Di Ke took their seats.

Di Ke asked with a smile, "Do you need to let me go?"

"No need."

"Okay, please, girl first." Di Ke exchanged Bai Zi to her (Bai Zi goes first in this era).

Mo Fei did not refuse, he touched the chess pieces and looked at the chessboard, his heart immediately became calm.

Pick up a chess piece and drop it with a "pop".

Mo Fei's chess moves were very beautiful, and his moves were neat and tidy. Di Ke was slightly taken aback when he saw him, and his originally playful mind suddenly lost a little bit.

He looked at the woman sitting opposite Jingyi, and a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart. In doubt, he raised his hand and dropped a piece on the chessboard...