Chapter 70 Causality

Zhen Tingyun naturally noticed Zhen Yiyun's gaze, but she was not in the mood to care.

Anyway, she had already thought about it before she came: Although the Prince of Yan was a good man, he was also pitiful for Zhen Yiyun to see him, but they were a loving couple in her dream, maybe it was really a destiny, so she should leave it alone. What a nostalgic business - otherwise, it will really ruin Zhen Yiyun's affairs. Maybe Pei and Zhen Yiyun will treat her as an enemy and fight her hard.

Therefore, in today's lotus banquet, Zhen Tingyun must be honest, eat, drink, look at the flowers, and never interfere with other things.

Thinking of eating and drinking, Zhen Tingyun couldn't help but look at the wooden case in front of him.

Now it’s not time to eat, so naturally the food hasn’t been served, but each girl’s desk is not empty. Tea cups have been set up, and there are also four white agate plates wrapped in silk and a jade-colored small table. bowl.

The bowls are filled with fresh melons and fruits such as peach and apricots, and in the agate plate are several snacks, the same as water red ling, the same as various kinds of small noodles fried with butter, the same as sweet-scented osmanthus candy steamed chestnut powder cake, and It is a small plate of various candied fruits.

Although Zhen Tingyun didn't like the bitter lotus heart tea from the Yan Wangfu, but he liked all the melon and fruit snacks on the case. , eat with relish.

Zhen Yiyun had been keeping an eye on this younger sister. Seeing her eating and drinking like a ghost reincarnated from starvation, the suspicion in her heart was reduced a lot: this flower viewing banquet, everyone is looking forward to showing one or two in front of the princess and the eldest princess. , she has blue eyes, and she doesn't even dare to drink more tea, but she doesn't care at all, she only knows how to eat...

If you have shallow eyelids and have never seen the world, you only know how to eat!

Thinking of this, Zhen Yiyun didn't bother to worry about Zhen Tingyun, but paid extra attention to Princess Yan and Princess Huiguo who were sitting on top.

As a result, Zhen Yiyun found that Princess Yan seemed to value Zhou Qingyun, while Princess Huiguo favored Yang Qionghua.

The eldest princess of Huiguo seemed to be in a rare good mood. As she talked, she showed her face again and smiled and instructed the maid, "Bring me this plate of lychees to Miss Yang - I see that she likes these sweet ones. Just in time to try it out.”

At this time, the lychee first became popular, and most people can't even see the shadow of the lychee, so the palace and other places can get rewards from the palace and taste some flavors.

Therefore, the eldest princess of Huiguo showed great importance to the gift of lychees.

Princess Yan heard the strings and knew the elegance, so she naturally understood that the eldest princess of Huiguo had taken a fancy to Yang Qionghua, she couldn't help but smiled, looking at Yang Qionghua's eyes became kinder, and she even asked people to reward him with a freshly brewed one. cloudy.

Yang Qionghua was inexplicable, and was very suspicious that Rong Ziming's cowardly tortoise had gone to his mother to sue... But if Rong Ziming sued, shouldn't the eldest Princess Huiguo react like this?

in spite of!

Anyway, it is definitely right to scold Rong Ziming for this kind of thing.

Yang Qionghua stood up and thanked him, with an elegant and generous attitude, but he scolded Rong Ziming very smoothly in his heart.

Because of this plate of fresh lychees, and because of the importance of Princess Huiguo, Yang Qionghua almost became the envy of all the girls.

Zhen Yiyun was dismissive: How can a playboy like Rong Ziming be able to compare to the prince of Yan Wang? She was originally worried that if she was too outstanding later, she would be valued by the eldest Princess Huiguo, but now she was secretly relieved when she saw Yang Qionghua being picked by the other party.

It was at this time that Princess Yan finally gave everyone a question: "Today is sunny and the lotus flowers are blooming on the pond, but it is a rare good scenery. I wonder if you would like to use this as the topic, enjoy the flowers and write poems?"

Princess Yan was always fond of reading, and she liked talented women, so she paid extra attention to Zhou Qingyun. With Zhou Qingyun's character, ordinary people would think she was too arrogant and lacked the suppleness of a woman, but Princess Yan But I really love her talent and academic diligence.

Because of this, Princess Yan asked everyone to write poems at this time, which was not very surprising.

Especially Zhen Yiyun, he is more confident and sure. After all, this is an existing plot. In order to avoid accidents, she even thought about all the Tang poems and Song poems she had read in her previous life, and specially selected one that was more suitable for the occasion—she also I'm not a fool, I know that such good poems and words have different styles, and the stock is limited, so it's not easy to use them often, but it's just a chance to use them once or twice at a critical time, which can also add icing on the cake to her reputation as a talented girl.

So, when the maids brought the pen and paper, they all began to study ink and pen, pondering what poems to write.

Zhen Yiyun, on the other hand, spread out the rice paper by Shi Shiran, and slowly silenced Wen Tingjun's "Lotus"——

"The green pond shakes to meet Xingjin, rolls the blue to the white apple.

It should be Luoshenbo wearing socks, so far the lotus core has fragrant dust. "

Wen Tingjun is the founder of the "Flower School", and his rhetoric is gorgeous, which can be called Nong Yan, and Zhen Yiyun is naturally more adaptable to use it. Otherwise, copying a poem like Han Yu or Ouyang Xiu will inevitably cause suspicion.

Although this poem was written about entering the lotus pond at night, which is not in line with the current situation of viewing lotus flowers in the daytime, Zhen Yiyun didn't mind it very much - she knew that her identity was limited, and since she wanted to overwhelm the crowd and make Princess Yan look sideways, of course she wanted to. To choose the best one, although she herself has some literary talent, even if she writes 1,100 poems that meet the occasion, it will not be as good as a poem like Wen Tingjun that can be passed down to future generations.

Therefore, Zhen Yiyun used it confidently.

It was Zhen Tingyun. She was not very good at poetry, and she was busy preparing for the exam a few days ago. At this time, Princess Yan suddenly made such a request. I didn't think too much about it, so I just wrote a song to deal with it.

After a while, saw the left and right maids slowly come up to collect the poems, stack them in one place according to the rank of the ladies, and then respectfully bring them to the front of the case, and Princess Yan will look over them.

Princess Yan wanted to invite Princess Huiguo to read it together, so the two of them casually flipped through them, looked at them, and picked out a few especially outstanding ones.

Princess Yan praised Zhou Qingyun's poem: "It is rare to have the style of a gentleman."

He also said of Lin Chunqiu's: "Elegant and graceful, the words are like pearls and jade."

The eldest princess Huiguo also picked Yang Qionghua's look and smiled: "This song is also good, I especially like the joyful and natural interest in her poems. It's rare, it's rare!" !

The eldest Princess Huiguo looked at Yang Qionghua, just like her mother-in-law, the more she saw her son-in-law, the more she liked it. She wished she could immediately bring her unsatisfactory son to General Yang's mansion to propose marriage.

Princess Yan wanted to give face to the eldest Princess Huiguo, and Yang Qionghua's poems were also good, so she said, "It's really good!"

As they were talking, the two of them glanced at each other, and somehow they saw Zhen Yiyun's poem at the same time——

"The green pond shakes to meet Xingjin, rolls the blue to the white apple.

It should be Luoshenbo wearing socks, so far the lotus core has fragrant dust. "

This song is amazing, enough to overwhelm the crowd.

For a time, almost the rest of the poems were compared to waste paper.

Even the eldest princess of Huiguo has to say: "This sentence 'It should be Luoshenbo put on socks, so far the lotus has fragrant dust', I think it is from "Luoshenfu"'s 'Lingbo microsteps Luosocks to generate dust' Dian. This is a clever use of the diction, and it does not leave traces."

"Yeah, I've read the lotus chant in the past few years, and this one is one of the best. The most rare thing is that this whole poem chants the lotus without talking about the lotus. The scenes are combined with movement and stillness, and they are closely connected - boudoir It’s really rare to have such a talented mind in China.” Princess Yan was a talented girl before she got married, she was really happy to see such a good poem, she liked it and liked it again and again, she couldn’t help but say, “But this is about the night into the lotus. The scenery of the pond is still a little different from the current situation, and I think I have been prepared for it."

From Princess Yan's point of view, such a good poem cannot be made in a short time, especially since the scene in the poem is different from the one in front of him, so it cannot be said that the girl prepared it in advance when she was at home. As for hiring someone to ghostwrite or something - Princess Yan felt that the girls she invited shouldn't be so stupid, after all, learning this is the most difficult thing to hide.

Since she was able to write such a poem, Princess Yan had to take a high look and read the name of the signature on it, and called Zhen Yiyun over to talk to her. She held Zhen Yiyun's hand, carefully looked at her face and behavior, and was somewhat satisfied, and smiled: "Good boy, it's rare for you to be so talented to write such a poem - it's really every word. Zhuji is overwhelming. Even the lotus-appreciating poems that I and the eldest princess have read over the years are not as good as this one."

Zhen Yiyun had expected this for a long time. At this time, he was neither humble nor arrogant. He replied humbly: "As the saying goes, 'Good sentences are born in nature, and they are obtained by chance'.

When Princess Yan heard the words, she liked it even more. She patted her palms and smiled, "It's a good saying, 'A good sentence is born in nature, and a wonderful hand accidentally finds it'. It's a good saying."

Among the ladies present, Princess Yan originally valued Zhou Qingyun the most. At this time, seeing Zhen Yiyun's poems, and seeing her well-mannered and gentle words, she couldn't help but have some meaning.

Therefore, she smiled, pondered for a while, and said, "My eldest princess and I both like your poems very much. I should have given you a reward, but what do you want?"

There is some temptation in these words.

Zhen Yiyun had a smile on his face, Yingying saluted, and his posture was calm: "The lotus flower in the palace is in full bloom, please ask the princess for mercy and give a red lotus to the servant girl?"

Princess Yan's smile deepened and she nodded slightly: "Yes."

Just as he was about to send someone to pick the red lotus, Zhen Yiyun pleaded softly, "Can you let the servant girl pick it herself?"

Princess Yan didn't take it seriously, she nodded again, and even asked people to pass on Zhen Yiyun's poems for appreciation.

Zhen Yiyun Shi Shiran led her maid Lu Lan, and followed Princess Yan's maid out to pick lotus flowers. All of them looked at her with envy.

Zhen Tingyun had expected this for a long time—she just saw Zhen Yiyun whispering to Lu Lan, and although she didn't understand what they said, she remembered Lu Lan's panicked and helpless appearance when she was about to go out. She guessed that most of these things today were in Zhen Yiyun's plan.

As for what Zhen Yiyun wants to do? go with her...

Zhen Tingyun didn't look at it much, lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to peel off Shui Hongling.

The shell of this water-red ling is bright red, and when the thin fingers are pressed on it, it looks white and delicate. After finally peeling off the shell, you can see the snow-white flesh inside. It is sweet and glutinous when you take a bite, and it is actually very delicious. Zhen Tingyun had only seen and never eaten it in the past, so it was inevitable that he was curious, so he ate more. After tasting it, he couldn't stop eating, and he had no time to pay attention to Zhen Yiyun.

Zhen Yiyun glanced at her when she went out, and saw that Zhen Tingyun was still eating Shui Hongling. She felt a lot more at ease when she looked down on her, so she walked out the door lightly—she still had to hurry. Save the Prince of Yan.

Unfortunately, things don't always go as expected.

Zhen Yiyun thought about saving Prince Yan's son, not to mention it.

At this end, Zhen Tingyun was burying his head in eating, and sometimes listening to the person in the seat recite poetry and talk, which was quite interesting. Especially seeing that noon was approaching, Princess Yan asked someone to bring the cold pottery of locust leaves that had been prepared for a long time.

This is the noodles made from the locust leaf juice and noodles. After being cooked, they are soaked in well water and served in a blue and white porcelain bowl with toppings made of fresh shrimp and fish.

At that time, people wrote a poem "green and high locust leaves, harvested and paid for the kitchen. New noodles come to the market, and the juices are delicious.

The Dingzi is overcooked, and there is no need to worry about adding meals. Bixian all according to chopsticks, fragrant rice and bud reed.

The teeth are colder than snow, and persuade people to cast this pearl. would like to follow the golden scorpion and go to the Jin Tu Su.

Lu Yuan is afraid of mud, and he is always happy. The offering of celery is small, and the recommended Zao Ming district is small.

Wanli Luhan Hall, open the ice-clear jade pot. When the king enjoys the cool night, this taste is also necessary. ', that's the dish.

Zhen Tingyun had heard the name for a long time but had never eaten it. At this time, he saw the green noodles in the blue and white porcelain bowl, as well as the pitted and cut red shrimp and the snow-white fish meat. He moved his index finger for a while, and took it when he was busy. Picking up the chopsticks and eating, while eating, still sighed in heart: No wonder it is said that 'the teeth are colder than the snow', this is cold, it is really suitable for summer consumption.

Plus Zhen Yiyun wasn't around, Zhen Tingyun felt comfortable in body and mind. He finished eating a small bowl of cold pottery with locust leaves in no time. He was sitting there recalling the fragrance of locust leaves, the sweetness and coolness of noodles, and the The deliciousness of fresh shrimp and fish...and the refreshing feeling when you eat it!

Zhen Tingyun has already begun to consider whether to ask someone to bring Zhen Yiyun's share, she can still help to save it as a sister - put it in her stomach and save it...

Just when she started to think about her words, she suddenly saw a girl wearing an azurite thin folded skirt coming up behind her, who was attached to Zhen Tingyun's ear, and said softly, "Miss Zhen, please come over and speak."

Zhen Tingyun was stunned when he heard the words, and looked back at the girl carefully, his eyes were vigilant, and his tone was polite but polite; "I have only met the prince once, so I think there is nothing to say. If the prince really has something important, he should also Report to the princess early, instead of discussing with a boudoir girl like me."

Anyway, she never wanted to deal with the mess between Zhen Yiyun and Prince Yan.

The girl heard the words, her expression did not change, even her posture did not change, she still bowed her head slightly, respectfully and politely. She didn't seem to hear Zhen Tingyun's euphemistic refusal and vigilance, and still replied in a soft voice: "Miss Zhen Er has misunderstood. The prince asked you to come over, and also wanted to tell you about Miss Zhen - you and Miss Zhen is a sister, if something happens to her, I'm afraid it will also damage your reputation. Besides, it is about Miss Zhen's reputation, the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Zhen Tingyun's hand holding the tea cup tightened slightly.

Seeing this, the girl thought for a while, and then took out the waist badge of Prince Yan's mansion from her sleeve to prove her identity, and persuaded tactfully, "I also ask Miss Zhen Er not to delay. The girl is not good either."

Zhen Tingyun actually wanted to say: Guan Zhen Yiyun will die! She is courting death herself, why does she have to go to the muddy water? !

However, when the words came to her lips, she pursed her lips again, unable to say anything - she is not Zhen Yiyun, she understands the truth of one prosperity and one loss, and if something really happened to Zhen Yiyun, Zhen Tingyun probably wouldn't do it. If you want to have a good reputation, you may have to go back to the old way of going back to your hometown to get married!

However, she really hated the feeling of being coerced, especially when the other party was coercing her with Zhen Yiyun, who she hated the most!

Seeing that Zhen Tingyun only pursed her lips and said nothing, the girl had to softly and then persuade: "You really don't need to worry about this girl - His Royal Highness treats you with no ill will, I just want to ask you to come over and say a few words."

Just say a few words.

Zhen Tingyun took a deep breath and finally made up his mind: "Let's lead the way."

When the girl heard this, she couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. She hurriedly led Zhen Tingyun out of the small door, who was making excuses, and then walked around the rockery by the pond and walked into the corridor. In the end, she led Zhen Tingyun to the other side of the pond. Water Pavilion.

Fu Nianjia stood under a plane tree beside the gate of the Water Pavilion.

I saw him wearing a purple-gold crown on his head, wearing purple clothes, standing under the tree with his back to the person, and looking up slightly to look at the flower branch closest to him, he seemed a little lost.

And the phoenix tree in front of him was obviously many years old, with thick branches, luxuriant leaves and green leaves, and before he knew it, it had already sprinkled the green shade all over the place.

Now it's July, which is the flowering season. The yellowish-green flowers grow on the branches, and the green leaves on the branches are bright and delicate, and they seem to have a dark fragrance.

The girl led Zhen Tingyun over and backed off. Zhen Tingyun stood for a while, and seeing that Fu Nianjia only looked at the flower and didn't speak, she had to take the initiative to say, "I wonder what the prince wanted to say when he came over to me?"

Fu Nianjia turned around when she heard the sound.

His back is tall and straight, and his waist is slightly thin, with a thinness that is unique to young people. His face is deep in facial features, with a high nose and deep eyes, and thin lips like cut, with a kind of handsomeness beyond his age.

Such a person, looking from a distance like a jade man in the sky, seems ruthless and affectionate, it is always easy to make a girl's heart move.

His eyes were as deep as a pool, and he only looked deeply at Zhen Tingyun, and then showed a faint smile: "I want to invite Miss Zhen to watch a good show."

After all, without waiting for Zhen Tingyun to respond, he walked towards the Water Pavilion.

Zhen Tingyun hesitated for a moment, then went up.

There are two floors in the water pavilion. Fu Nianjia went directly to the second floor. Standing at the window and looking out, he could see the lake and the shore in front of him.

Zhen Tingyun hesitated for a while, then walked to the window to take a look, still inexplicable: "What do you want me to see?"

Fu Nianjia didn't say it directly, but asked casually, "You should have found out, right? There are so many lotuses in the palace but not a single white lotus. Guess why?"

Zhen Tingyun remembered the gossip that Yang Qionghua told her before, and asked tentatively, "Is it because of His Royal Highness King Yan?"

Hearing this, Fu Nianjia looked at her with a strange expression, as if a little surprised, but at the same time as funny, so she explained, "Those rumors outside are not true - my father, the king and mother and concubine have always respected each other, so I don't care about it. The matter of husband and wife is a tossing of flowers and plants. The reason why there is no white lotus is because I was playful when I was young, and I fell in love with a white lotus. I took a boat to pick it by myself and almost fell into the water and drowned...

"Since then, there has been no white lotus in the palace." Fu Nianjia said calmly and bluntly, "and I have always been afraid of water because of the incident."

Having said that, Fu Nianjia raised his eyes and glanced out the window, and suddenly smiled, "Okay, we're here."

Zhen Tingyun followed his gaze, but saw a man in purple clothes jumped to the edge of the lake, as if he was swimming. After a while, saw a young girl come up from behind, looking left and right to the side of the lake, seeing the man in purple who fell into the lake, he jumped down immediately, as if trying to save someone.

Although they were separated by some distance, Zhen Tingyun recognized it at a glance: the girl who followed was Zhen Yiyun, as for the man in purple who fell into the lake...

and many more!

Zhen Tingyun reacted and raised his eyes to look at the purple clothes on Fu Nianjia's body. He had already vaguely guessed: Zhen Yiyun shouldn't have thought that Fu Nianjia, the prince of Yan, was in the lake, so he jumped down to save people in a hurry, right? But, how did Fu Nianjia calculate all this, and even find someone to replace it?

Zhen Tingyun only felt that the heart in his chest was beating faster and louder and louder, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

After a while, Zhen Tingyun regained his thoughts and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is the prince trying to make fun of my sister?"

"No." Fu Nianjia shook her head with a calm expression, "I don't mean to play tricks - the fruit she gets can only be the cause she planted herself."

"In other words, her fate is up to her to decide."

"She was able to come here because of her impure intentions. If she saves people and leaves, and doesn't covet others, it's fine. After all, saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. If she has bad intentions and thinks about doing something to save people, then she can only bring blessings and disasters on her own."

Before she finished speaking, she saw that Zhen Yiyun, who was below, was already struggling to drag the man up from the water. After all, she was just a weak and slender girl in the boudoir.

It was at this time that Zhen Yiyun's girl Lu Lan led many people: "Come on, my girl just saw someone fall into the water..."

Zhen Tingyun was standing on the second floor of the water pavilion, some distance away. Therefore, she could not hear Lu Lan's words, nor did she know the commotion of Xixi on the other end. She only saw Lu Lan bringing a group of people over, and then she heard Zhen Yiyun's screams.

The terrified, panic-stricken scream, as if his throat was about to tear blood, the tone could almost pierce one's eardrums, even Zhen Tingyun, who was standing on the water pavilion, could hear it.

At this moment, her heart was very clear: Zhen Yiyun should have found that the man who fell into the water was not Fu Nianjia.

Originally, Zhen Yiyun wanted his girl Lu Lan to bring witnesses to prove that he wet his clothes in order to save the Prince of Yan, ruining his reputation and forcing the other party to take responsibility.

But now, the person Zhen Yiyun rescued was not the Prince of Yan, and the witness that she had prepared instead became the witness that she had ruined her reputation.