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Chapter 201: The Feast of Flowers (Part II)


Today, Qing Yan set up the Hundred Flowers Banquet in the courtyard of her new house.

In the garden, there were exotic flowers and herbs collected for her by Fei Yanggu, his son, and Yin, some of which were carefully cultivated by the gardeners in Yinrang's palace. want "Ah, this is Wei Zi," Talash exclaimed.

After the words fell, the ladies hurriedly stepped up to the pavilion.

In the small garden of Qingyan, there were three or four top-quality Wei Zi.

The peonies were not supposed to be blooming at this time.

Yin Tou Qingyan’s preference made the gardeners come in regularly every month.

Wei purple and black peony.

Qing Yan nodded proudly, Wei Zi was her favorite since childhood.

Yin discovered the black peony accidentally.

Its petals are light purple in color and the texture of the petals is soft and hard.

These two top-quality peonies should have bloomed in the twelfth month of March or the beginning of April.

Now, the weather has warmed up, but they are still blooming in the Qingyan flowerbed.

"Ulanala Gege, that black one is also excellent."

Dong Ewaning couldn't tell the varieties of peonies at all, but only saw that there were relatively few black peonies.

Seeing her concubine preparing to please the Qing Banquet, Dong E became even more unhappy.

"Dong E has a good eye.

That's a black peony.

The probability of survival is too low.

It's not black, but dark purple."

Qing Yan smiled.

The eyes of the court ladies began to look at Dong E Wanning.

Everyone had been ignoring Dong E Wanning's existence.

If Dong E Gege was not mentioned during the banquet, they probably would not have noticed the beautiful figure behind San Fujin.

They thought they were all legitimate daughters, so Dong E went a little too far by bringing his concubine.

"Come on, today, everyone is relaxed.

I rarely go out to socialize.

I use tea instead of wine to keep you company.

At the Hundred Flowers Banquet, we should be happy."

Qing Yan didn't care about these noble ladies.

Eyes, after all, she rarely goes out.

Not sure what these ladies like.

"Qing Yan, there are quite a few talented women here."

Talash held his handkerchief and covered his mouth with a smile.

Among them, there were a few who were close to her, and she also hoped to help them. .

Dong E Wanning wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get closer to Yinzhi, so she quickly vassalized him.

The brothers are all in the pavilion, facing each other by the lake.

Many celebrities want to climb up the ladder by stepping on Qingyan, and some are even more willing to express themselves.

Qing Yan smiled.

She deliberately placed three large desks in the pavilion.

One was filled with pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and was covered with rice paper.

In addition to the four treasures of the study, the other one also had some excellent painting colors.

The last one was Zhang, on the other hand, was holding a guqin.

"Sister-in-law, we have good eyes and ears.

The table is ready, so everyone should be more casual.

I'm going to ask the fourth brother to be the judge of calligraphy and painting."

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Qing Yan laughed.

Among the elder brothers, Yinzhi is already the best in calligraphy and painting.

Therefore, many ladies want to find someone with similar interests.

Amma and the Imams didn't tell her which two were their sons, so she also gave them a test question.

If those two women want to step on her to get the upper hand, then she will not relent.

Home and everything prosper Yin often said these five words to her.

"Really, I'm making a fool of myself."

When Dong E Wanning heard that Yinzhi would be the judge, he quickly rolled up his sleeves, walked to the painting table, and started to draw.

Seeing that the famous ladies had made their debut, they all decided to show off their talents.

Yin Genjue, Luo family, Dong E family, Qing Yan and Tarara family were sitting around, watching these ladies come forward.

Regardless of whether they are married or not, they all represent the majesty of the royal family, and their talents and calligraphy cannot be displayed at will.

Qing Yan caught sight of Dong E's unkind eyes from the corner of her eye, and she secretly became happy, letting her always make noises in front of her.

This time, she will repair Dong E's family properly.

"My sister just likes to be in the limelight.

So many legitimate daughters have not shown it.

She is spoiled by my Ama."

Dong E curled her lips and looked at Qing Yan with an increasingly cold look.

Qing Yan took a sip from the tea cup and flicked the handkerchief carelessly.

"This is because Dong E is very capable.

If it were me, I wouldn't show up."

Dong E has been taught by Mrs.

Dong E and has no knowledge of calligraphy and painting.

Dong E Wanning's mother was originally a lady from the south of the Yangtze River, and she was good at playing chess, calligraphy and painting.

The proficient and well-educated daughter won the favor of Dong E seventy years ago.

Poof Yin Genjue Luo Shi couldn't bear it anymore.

"My dear, if you are too modest, you are arrogant.

If you couldn't do it, we would all be like sticks."

Qing Yan's sinology is considered to be the best among the Fujin Fujians.

During the expedition, Kangxi even passed Qing Yan's exam himself.

There is no air leakage.

Qing Yan smiled sheepishly.

At that time, when Kangxi was taking the exam, she plagiarized many poems from Red Mansions.

Fortunately, she liked watching Red Mansions and memorized a lot of good poems.

Otherwise, she would have shown her timidity. .

"Sister-in-law, you still mentioned that when I came back, I was punished by Long Live Master to copy Buddhist scriptures, saying that my Manchu language was too poor."

Qing Yan wrinkled his little face.

Among the Fujin scholars, only Qing Yan had to submit homework to Kangxi every month.

Sinology was no longer within the scope of Kangxi's inspection.

Buddhist scriptures in Manchu and Mongolian were often recited by Kangxi.

"You, my life is not easy either.

Huang Ama saw that your Manchu and Mongolian were not very good, so he asked the eldest brother to come back and take the exam for me.

That man is a military general, holding a book and becoming a tutor.

Fortunately, Da Gege is still young, otherwise, it would really be a joke," Yin Genjueluo said with a smile.

Both those who are married and those who are not married are favored by Long Live Lord.

The Dong E family is indeed a strange person.

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She doesn't like to learn Chinese studies, and she doesn't have much in common with Yinzhi, but she's not willing to learn from others.

"What is there to learn from those Nanbarbarians?

She is still a noblewoman of the Eight Banners.

She has not even learned the skills of her ancestors."

Dong E looked at Qing Yan with contempt.

"What Southern Barbarian?

Now, Long Live Lord has said that the Manchus and Han are one family.

What you are saying is that Long Live Lord's imperial edict is wrong."

Qing Yan did not let go of any loopholes in Dong E's family.

After the words fell, the remaining three people looked at Dong E with the same expression.

Dong Eshi choked.

No matter how she replied, she would get a bad rap.

Now, the ladies pretend not to look at these four royal descendants, and their words can be passed on.

"Look at your mouth.

If I say one thing, you have ten sentences waiting for me."

Dong E twisted his handkerchief and suppressed the resentment in his heart, and did not step forward to scratch Hua Qingyan's face.

An hour later, the ladies had made many friends in calligraphy and painting.

Qing Yan asked Sulan to hand it over to her brothers, whom she knew nothing about.

All the ladies wrote poems or painted pictures.

This made Qing Yan extremely uncomfortable.

Her two sister-in-laws had such ambitions even though they had passed the Ming Road.

Qingyun Road These three short words reflected the ambition in every lady's eyes.

Qing Yan put down her teacup, the smile on her face not reaching her eyes

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