079 Qianyuanhui

In April, there was a new round of lively trend in the capital. March and April is a good time to go on an outing, enjoy spring and play. Paper kites have become a bright embellishment in the sky.

The sixth day of April is the annual "Qianyuan Meeting". Basically, the "Qianyuan Club" every year is held on the same day. If there is bad weather when it rains, the "Qianyuan Club" will be postponed for one day. This was originally a custom in the Western Song Dynasty, but it only flowed into the Northern Qi in recent years. The Northern Qi Dynasty was Shangwu. At the beginning of the founding of the country, hundreds of wastes were waiting for prosperity. In recent years, the four seas have risen to level, and the people have rested and recuperation. The capital has gradually become popular on the day of the "Thousand-Kyuan Association" on the day of paper kites, outing, banquets, and drinking, and poems... This unique festival is widely popular. Welcome to the nobles and women of rich families in Beijing.

This day is beautiful, and the sky is as clear as clear as before. The "Thousands of Yuan Club" is not in accordance with the usual practice in previous years. It is judged by the women of the family members of the family; but by the women of the rich families are elected together - Princess Murong Xueyan of Jing personally presided over and judged. Murong Xueyan thought that she had not seen such a late spring event when she came to ancient times, so she happily accepted it. Long before the competition, she announced that this year's competition is different from previous years, and the patterns on the paper kites must be hand-painted by the contestants themselves. To put it bluntly, she directly transformed this year's competition into a painting competition.

For such a good opportunity, Murong Xueyan was happy to see it. Early in the morning, she dressed up and came to the scene of the "Qianyuan Club" - that was the backyard of the richest man in Beijing. Ten thousand and three thousand people were sentenced to prison until the end of their death because they were disrespectful to Murong Xueyan and had a "expect" that saved people's lives. Their families migrated and left the capital a few months ago, and the yard was empty. Murong Xueyan liked the architectural style and layout inside very much, so she paid for the house. Although she didn't really stay for a day, it came in handy at the special time of "Qianyuan Club".

In front of her eyes, the young girl and young woman knelt down in most of the yard. All the women came with makeup, with pearls and green silk, full of hairpin rings, and exquisite makeup. The swallows were thin and fat, each with its own advantages, compared the fragrant flowers and weak willows all over the courtyard.

Beside all the girls and young women, Murong Xueyan ascended the throne. Fang Wan smiled and said, "Today, I am very lucky to hold this annual 'Qianyuan Meeting'. I am very lucky. Since it's a play, everyone doesn't have to be polite. Just get up.

"Thank you, Princess." Dozens of women opened their mouths at the same time, and their voices were combined, which was very beautiful.

"Next, I will announce that the 'Thousands of Yuan Club' will officially begin." Murong Xueyan said. Immediately, everyone was ordered to stand in two rows and empty the middle position.

"Let's play the game in the order of where each person stands." After everyone stood up, she added that the rules of the competition had been made.

A girl in a light purple skirt standing in the first place took the lead and released the paper kite in her hand in the wind. The paper kite is in the shape of a butterfly, and its wings and tentacles are exquisite and lifelike. Murong Xueyan was amazed to have such painting technology in this era.

"That's right. Which daughter are you?" Murong Xueyan asked with a smile.

"Little girl, Shangshufu's daughter Yan Moyao, thank you, princess, for your praise." The girl Yingying leaned over to thank her.

Yan Moyao... is Yunfei's sister. Her appearance is vaguely similar to Yunfei. She is also a rare beauty, but Yan Moyao's experience is still shallow, and she looks like she is only fifteen or sixteen years old, and her eyes are not as sharp and complicated as her sister.

"The next one." Murong Xueyan waved her hand lazily and ordered Yan Moyao to appear in a young woman in white behind her. At such a moment, the thought of Yunfei made her unhappy, and the scar hidden by the bangs on her forehead seemed to be faintly painful again...

The young woman in white let go of the paper kite in her hand. Everyone looked at it, but it was a bright lotus flower. The wonderful thing was that she used a three-dimensional overlapping method to draw a black line on the edge of the petals, painted pink in the middle, and glued layer by layer, which looked quite three-dimensional.

If it hadn't been for the discomfort of whispering in front of so many people, Murong Xueyan would have quietly commented with Xiurong. Compared with Yan Moyun's paper kite, the young woman in white may not be as good as her painting skills, but the production is novel and the idea is strange. On the whole, it is still slightly better. Murong Xueyan used the scoring method. Ming Xiurong took a pen and paper, and wrote down each person's name and graded it.

"Buddha says that the heart is as quiet as a lotus, and the mood is good." Murong Xueyan asked with a smile, "This is..."

"The little woman is Bai Shi, the wife of the owner of Muxianzhuang in the capital." The young woman in white replied calmly. The young woman was about 20 years old, with beautiful eyebrows and a classical goose egg face. Her eyes revealed a beautiful and restrained temperament. The simple white dress made her have a little "light to know that the flowers are more beautiful" among a group of women. Mu Xianzhuang is the largest calligraphy and painting industry in the capital. No wonder there is a strong bookish atmosphere between Bai's eyes.

"Mrs. You is a good craft. I think it's the source of learning." Murong Xueyan commented with a smile and ordered the next one to appear.

The woman in a pink skirt standing behind Bai came out and threw the paper kite in her hand in the wind, and the paper kite slid up in the direction of the wind. It was the shape of a dragonfly, and her painting skills were slightly inferior to the previous two.

"Okay, do you dare to ask the girl's name?" Murong Xueyan commented briefly and asked.

"The little girl's surname is Fu Junbi, and Fu Junling in the south of the city is the elder brother of the little girl."

"It turned out to be Master Fu's sister. Such a talent is really good!" Murong Xueyan praised. The standing order of these women is estimated to have been deliberately guessed, and the three in front of them are of extraordinary origin.

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Sitting upright for the whole morning, Murong Xueyan felt that her waist was about to straighten up, so she regretted holding this hot mountain. As a person who is used to freedom like her, even the air of Princess Duanduan is extremely difficult. No matter where she goes in and out, she wants to stand and sit and smile. Today, in front of this young woman, she must show the air of the princess to show her identity.

The lunch was held by her, which was held in place. The maids of the palace prepared tables, chairs, cloth dishes and wine.

Murong Xueyan admired her foresight - fortunately, she stipulated that the patterns on the paper kite must be hand-painted in person, otherwise more people would come to the competition.

After lunch, the game continued. The game that originally made her very interested became boring. In the evening, the game would be completed, and it was finally the last woman's turn.

I have seen many women before, and the drawings are nothing more than dragonflies, butterflies, goldfish, peonies, or beauty pictures. Only this woman is unique ingenuity. The image drawn on the paper kite is actually an eagle. This kind of courage will be compared with the other women present.

Seeing that the kite line was getting tighter and tighter, the woman put her hand away and flew away. The eagle flying in the sky became smaller and smaller, and finally shrank into an invisible black dot and gradually disappeared.

"The eagle hits the sky, and the eagle flies to the sky. So bold, how dare you ask the girl's name? Murong Xueyan praised.

"I'm under Wu Binger." The woman came forward in a light blue dress, with handsome eyebrows and a little heroism. Her face was not charming, but she had a noble and compelling temperament, which was extraordinary at a glance.

"Good name. As their name is, ice and snow are smart. Murong Xueyan praised and was about to announce that the leader today was the Wu Binger in front of her, but she asked, "Are you Murong Xueyan?"

"Presumptuous! Which girl are you from? How dare you call Princess Jing taboo!" Xiurong scolded on the side.

"It doesn't matter. The name is originally called." Murong Xueyan smiled indisconcerably.

"It doesn't matter which girl I am. What matters is that I saw Nangong Yi's wife today." Wu Binger smiled faintly and said something more surprising to everyone.

"How do you know the name of the prince?" Murong Xueyan asked.

"They say you are smart and beautiful, and in my opinion, it's nothing more than that."

"There are always some rumors that are exaggerated." Murong Xueyan was not annoyed by her rudeness.

"In this case, I'm relieved." Wu Binger smiled and left regardless of the gaze of dozens of eyes present.

"Wait a minute, who is your girl?" Murong Xueyan asked, but Wu Binger ignored it. Soon after, she walked around the tortuous backyard and disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Now I have announced that today's victory is Mrs. Mu Xianzhuang You." Murong Xueyan said. The prize of the winner is 500 taels of silver, and a jar of 'Sakura Sky Snow', the palace royal wine of Muya Winery operated by this palace. There is also a pair of shakers and a pair of jade.

"Thank you, Princess, for your reward." Mrs. You knelt down and thanked her.

At this point, the "Qianyuan Association" hosted by Murong Xueyan has come to a successful end.

When she returned home at night, Murong Xueyan thought about the strange words said by Wu Binger, and felt more and more wrong.

How on earth did she know the names of her and Nangongyi? Ordinary people's daughter is basically unlikely to know the names of their "aristocratic children". If they are lucky enough to know, they only vaguely know a surname. Moreover, after listening to what she said later, she was very familiar with Nangong Yiyi. She said "don't worry", what is she worried about?

What is the origin of this woman?

The answer was revealed after she entered the palace with the edict of the Empress Dowager the next day.