"How are you?"

Tianfeng looked at the place where the carriage was in trouble, "Back to the master, there are too many people and I can't see clearly."

"Then let's go and take a look." The sound from inside was already a little impatient.

"Yes." Tianfeng winked at a guard. The guard nodded, took off his sword from his waist, turned his coat over and put it on, tied his hair again, and instantly turned into a pretty face and ordinary-clothed common man. He walked out quickly and quickly hid in the crowd.

From a distance, Tianfeng only heard the noises of the people talking very noisy, rising and falling, and nothing else could be heard. After a while, another carriage came over, and five or six guards were accompanying him. As soon as the carriage stopped, four maids came out of the carriage.

The guards were arrogantly isolated the onlookers, and the four maids flocked to the side and suddenly squeezed beside the tilted carriage.

The two maids bent over and went in to help her. When the people in the car came out, the other two maids quickly put their thick coats and curtains on her. The speed was very fast, and the onlookers could not see clearly. The man had been helped by the maids into the car.

After the guards came back, they told Tian Feng about what they saw, and then Tian Feng passed it on to Shao Yan.

"Master, the man did not break his hands and feet, but he broke one hand, and his arm was scratched a lot, and his forehead was also injured."

"I have reminded her last time, but she didn't listen at all. I was slightly injured this time, so I taught her a lesson. I sent someone to keep an eye on her. If I do anything out of place, I will not show mercy."

Tianfeng signaled the guards who were driving and were about to go back home. Before leaving, he looked back. Is the master venting his anger for Miss Shen?

At night, Shen Bihuan came to find Shen Biyue, and Dixiang followed behind her with her clothes in her arms.

"The day after tomorrow, it's a poem meeting to win over the flower. My mother has prepared clothes for us, so I'll send them to my elder sister."

Shen Biyue signaled Linghua to accept it, "I'd like to ask my third sister to come here specially. Please ask my third sister to thank my wife for me."

"It's all a family, so why are you talking about thanking me? My mother has always treated her elder sister as her own, and taking care of her is the right thing to do."

Shen Biyue lowered her head and smiled, without saying a word.

Seeing her like this, Shen Bihuan changed the topic, "I wonder how much my elder sister knows about the flower-winning poetry meeting?"

"When I went out today, I heard from my cousin that the flower-walking poetry meeting will be held about four times a year. Because the descendants of each house will attend, Your Majesty and the Empress will pay special attention to this, so it can be called a grand event in Yong'an. If you can show your glory at the poetry meeting, you will not only gain a good reputation, but also gain the attention of the emperor and the empress. The poetry meeting every year is held in four seasons: spring, summer, autumn and winter. This flower-walking poetry meeting is the first time this year. The person who organized it was Princess Hengling, and the location is Qinglan Villa." Shen Biyue repeated Meng Shu's words in an old way like studying.

"Does the elder sister know about Princess Hengling?"

Shen Biyue shook her head.

"The eldest princess Hengling is named Lan. She is the eldest sister of His Majesty and the granddaughter of Qin Yong, Duke Yeguo. She has loved embroidery since she was a child. She is kind and looks kind, but she is very strict. Especially when treating the embroidered girl Hong, five years ago, the first emperor gave the top scholar Li Qingjun to her as her husband's son-in-law. The husband and wife were in love, and the zither and sang harmoniously. She once had a child, but unfortunately she accidentally lost her. Two years ago, His Highness Yu shot the son-in-law Li Qingjun at Yanyu Pavilion three miles outside Yong'an City."

Chen Biyue had heard of these things in her previous life, but now facing Chen Bihuan, it is inevitable that she would look surprised when she first heard about them.

"Why did Your Highness, King Yu, kill the prince-consort?"

Chen Bihuan sighed, "I heard that the prince consort was disrespectful to His Highness. His highness was angry and killed him."

"That's the prince consort, doesn't your majesty care?"

"The King of Yu and the Qin family have always been incompatible. They have started a conflict with the people of the Qin Mansion at any time. The prince-consort is the grandson-in-law of the Qin Mansion. I am afraid that the King of Yu will dislike him for a long time. Even if the man is the prince-consort and is detained for such a crime of disrespect for the prince, the King of Yu has reason to kill him on the spot. His Majesty loves King of Yu and naturally protects him. Princess Hengling hated King of Yu from then on, and she became a little depressed and easily lost her temper."

Chen Biyue listened, but she didn't think so in her heart. The emperor's grandfather was the Zhang family, and there was also an Empress Dowager Zhang above. The Zhang family and the Qin family have always been incompatible. King Yu killed Li Qingjun, and it was also the Zhang family and the Qin family that were competing. The emperor would protect him, not just because he loved King Yu, but more for the Zhang family.

Not to mention that Li Qingjun is just the grandson-in-law of the Qin family, Mr. Qin is powerless even if he wants to come forward. The crime on the surface is offending the prince, and secretly the emperor wants to protect the Zhang family. When the two attack each other, Li Qingjun will definitely die. No matter what Princess Hengling does, he cannot reverse his disadvantages.

"What about later?" Chen Biyue asked.

Chen Bihuan just shook her head and said no more, "These are all things in the past, and everyone is tacit. I told my elder sister that she just wanted to make her feel at ease. Never mention anything about King Yu in front of Princess Hengling. She and King Yu both dislike each other. As long as it is where King Yu appears, she will not get close to the things she has touched, or even the flowers she has admired."

"Thank you, my third sister, for reminding me, I understand."

"Everything we are doing now is for the Shen family, so elder sister, this is your first time participating in this flower-wrapping poetry meeting. You must follow me at any time." Chen Bihuan held Chen Biyue's hands and advised him very seriously, but Chen Biyue still heard a warning from her tone.

It seems that Chen Qi's ill in bed has a great impact on the entire Chen Mansion. Even people like Chen Bihuan who usually ignore anything have begun to worry about her. In their eyes, she has always been a defect of the Shen family and a threat.

The flower-wrap poem meeting started from Shenshi, and Chen Bihuan sent someone early in the morning to remind Chen Biyue to be prepared.

"Girl, the flower-walking poetry party is no better than our own family banquet. The girl hasn't attended any major banquet yet. This time, you must pay attention. Follow the third girl closely. With her here, the girl will definitely be fine." Linghua said while combing Chen Biyue's hair.

"Are you so unconfident in me?"

"It's not that the maid has no confidence, but that she is afraid that the girl has no experience and can't handle it." Speaking of this, Linghua suddenly lowered her voice, "The girl may not know yet. Most of the jackals, tigers and leopards in Yong'an City will gather at this poetry meeting. There are rumors about girls in the city recently, but I'm afraid they will all focus on the girl."

"Grandfather has no worries about me, but you just want to worry about it."

Mo Sheng got the water back and planned to clean the face for Chen Biyue. She put the basin on the table, "It is because the girls don't like to worry about their own affairs that we are maids. The girls don't like to worry about us anymore. When will the maids really ignore the girls, and the girls will feel sad."

Chen Biyue couldn't help but laugh, "Okay, then you guys worry about me for the rest of your life."

Linghua also laughed. After combing her hair, she took the wet towel handed by Mo Sheng and gently wiped it on Chen Biyue's face. "I heard that the legitimate daughter of the Zhang family will not go to this flower-winning poetry meeting."

"What's wrong with her?" Chen Biyue closed her eyes and unconsciously pointed her fingers on her knees.

"I fell and injured when I went out in the carriage yesterday. I heard that my whole arm was bleeding. The front wheel of the carriage was suddenly loose."

"Why did you fall so seriously?" Mo Sheng was shocked.

After observations of her stay in Yong'an City for so many days, the girls in Daning have always valued their good skin the most, especially Zhang Yue's daughter who was raised since childhood, who is often not without maintenance. If this injury leaves scars on her arm, it would be a pity to die.

"The wheels are loose, and the whole carriage must have been overturned. How can the girl's family withstand such troubles? But these are all things that people have heard of. Anyway, he will definitely not go to the flower-winning poetry meeting this time."

Chen Biyue said: "The Zhang family is rare. In our generation, there are only three daughters. Zhang Yue is the only legitimate daughter. If she doesn't go, there will be no one in the Zhang family."

There is a difference between legitimate and illegitimate children. Even if the children of illegitimate children are outstanding, their identities will be much worse than those of legitimate children. It is obvious that each person relies on his abilities, but in fact, most of the people's eyes are still concentrated on the legitimate sons and daughters of each mansion.

"That's nothing to do. Who made her happen to something happened yesterday?" Linghua handed the towel to Mo Sheng, indicating that she didn't need to twist it anymore.

After a simple combing her hair and cleansing her face, Chen Biyue got up and went to the bathroom. Linghua also followed her in and served her to wash her hair and take a shower. After the water was released, she wiped her body with essential oil and massaged her gently.

By the time I left the bath room, nearly an hour had passed.

Mo Sheng pointed to the two sets of clothes spread out on the bed and asked, "There is a gift from the Meng Mansion on the left, and the wife's on the right. Which one does the girl like?"

Both sets of clothes were very simple, but the styles of Mengfu were more complicated, and the patterns on the materials were also more complicated. When you look closely, there were silver threads mixed in the woven thread on the material surface, and it seemed to be flashing with flowing light. It must be as elegant as an immortal when worn.

Linghua looked at the two sets of clothes and couldn't help feeling complicated. Compared with the two, the Shen family seemed to be perfunctory, and the Meng family really put their heart into it.

Sure enough, Chen Biyue chose the Meng Mansion's set, because the reason was not that Meng Mansion looked better. She didn't plan to wear the clothes given by Gan Ling from the beginning.

In the past, Chen Qi did not allow the concubine's children to attend such flower-winning poetry meetings, but this time he agreed that all the children in the house would go there, and even Mrs. Gan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.

Except for Chen Tingze, Chen Biyan, and Chen Tingwen who were expelled, they basically went there. The second house only went to a concubine's daughter Chen Bizhu and a concubine's son.

The venue for this flower-winning poetry party was located in Qinglan Villa, which was specially bought by the former son-in-law Li Qingjun for the Princess Hengling.

Before today's flower-wrap poetry party, it was originally a poetry party held by Hua Qingyuan. The emperor felt sorry for the eldest princess Hengling who was deeply immersed in the grief of losing her son-in-law and never dared to step into Qinglan Villa. So he specially named her to be responsible for this poetry party and set the location in Qinglan Villa.

Some people think it is so cruel, but the emperor has the intention of the emperor. He believes that with everyone accompanying her in the villa, it may be easier to forget all the memories of her and her husband in this villa, and to disperse all the pain and longing.

Chen Biyue got off the carriage, looked up at the villa in front of her, and pity suddenly appeared in her eyes.

If the pain that people have suffered can be forgotten so easily or simply dispersed, there will not be so many pitiful people in the world.

I noticed that there was a gaze around me. Just like when she first went to Beishan Girls' Courtyard, she was always followed by people. She and Shen Bihuan walked inside side by side, turning a blind eye to everything that happened around her.

The layout in Qinglan Villa is very simple, just like the courtyard at home. There are not many types of flowers and plants. I see those kinds of flowers and plants back and forth, but each kind of flowers and plants is the favorite of Princess Hengling.

"I heard that every tree and tree here was planted by the prince consort himself." The girls walking behind spoke, their tone full of envy.

"Is it for the eldest princess? It's really enviable. I would have found a husband like the prince-consort."

"What's the good thing? People like the prince-consort have been gone long ago."

"Isn't it that person given it..." The speaker was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and said, "But even so, I think that if the woman I fell in love with would be pampered by the tip of my heart, I am so envious."

"You still dare to talk about that person here, you're not going to die."

The girls chattered and changed the topic and began to discuss the jewelry and clothes they wore on their bodies.

Chen Biyue listened to those words, a slight sarcasm rose from the corner of her lips. These girls were as innocent as she was before, and she thought that in the eyes of those royal people, she would really have any unswerving love.

Before the poetry meeting began, we had to wait in the front yard. When Chen Biyue came, Meng Shu saw her at a glance.

"Little cousin, come here quickly and introduce yourself to you." Meng Shu rushed over and grabbed Chen Biyue's hand.

"Meng Shu, you..." Chen Bihuan stared at Meng Shu, a little annoyed. She hated Meng Shu the most like this, she ignored other people's wishes and did whatever she wanted. As soon as she planned to have an attack, she was interrupted by Chen Biyue.

"Three sisters, everyone from the Meng family is there. My cousin and I went over to say hello and will be back soon."

Chen Biyue agreed, could she persuade her again? After all, it was her grandfather's family. If she didn't say anything, she could only barely suppress her anger and ignore Meng Shu.

"Then the elder sister, go and go back quickly, or it will start later."

Meng Shu pulled Chen Biyue over and said, "Little cousin, what did she mean just now? If you don't follow her today, you won't be able to do it?"

"Where is the person who my cousin said he would introduce me?" Chen Biyue looked forward and naturally changed the topic.

Meng Shu was indeed distracted and pointed at the front, "They are there."

Chen Biyue looked over, and three men and one woman stood under a vine-wood wall in front of her. The three teenagers were talking. The neglected woman seemed very lonely, with her hands behind her back and her toes slashing on the ground.

Before Chen Biyue could approach, she noticed it, raised her head and looked over, and her eyes lit up.

"Meng Si..." Meng Shu just shouted, and the woman came over and looked at Chen Biyue left and right, not caring at all whether she would scare people like this.

"Is this our little cousin?" Meng Si asked Meng Shu, but her eyes were still fixed on Shen Biyue.

Meng Shu quickly blocked Chen Biyue behind her, "Meng Si, don't scare her."

"I can't even feel sorry for such a beautiful girl. How could I scare her? You go away."

Meng Si pushed Meng Shu aside without saying a word, and said to Chen Biyue with a smile: "My name is Meng Si. I belong to the Meng family's eldest house and your eldest cousin."

"Biyue has seen her cousin..."

"Little cousin, don't be fooled by her. She was born later than me. She can only be the second child in terms of seniority."

Meng Siyangmei, "Ashu, you were born just a little earlier than me, we are actually similar."

"It's also early." Meng Shu didn't argue with her about this issue. The two of them had a fight since childhood, but they had no result until now.

The three people talking there had already stopped. Meng Shu hurriedly pulled Chen Biyue over and introduced her one by one.

"Little cousin, this is cousin Meng Zhu, Meng Si's elder brother, and your elder cousin. This is the second cousin Meng Xian, and my elder brother..."

Chen Biyue followed Meng Shu's words and greeted her two cousins ​​one by one. When her eyes fell on the third person, Meng Shu stopped.

This person came over to talk to Meng Zhu and Meng Xian when Meng Shu went to find Chen Biyue. Meng Shu didn't know him, but Chen Biyue was very familiar with him.

Wen Ya, the Minister of Rites, was a third-rank official in the court. She had had a relationship with her for a period of time in her previous life. She rarely admired anyone, but Wen Ya was one of them.
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