"Why did the Lord hold a competition?" asked Princess Nanping.

"The emperor's daughter is also worried about marrying." Master Yan Si handed her belt.

Princess Nanping was stunned and smiled and said, "Yes, the fifth princess is twenty years old, she won't fall down. Princess Sixth Princess Seventh Princess and Eighth Princess are not easy to marry." Yan Tongzhu was only twelve years old, and he couldn't point his head no matter how hard he pointed to his head. Princess Nanping was very willing to join in the fun.

Because of the emperor's oral order, the noble ladies from all the prefectures in the capital were also looking forward to the beginning of autumn. They could not only watch their brothers win glory on the stage in the stands, but also take the opportunity to see how other men are and prepare for their marriage.

"I had known it, I wouldn't be in a hurry to get married to Zhizhi." Mrs. Yan San was actually not very satisfied with her second nephew, but just a second choice.

"The marriage has been decided. If your sister-in-law hears this, what would she think?" Master Yan San said unhappily.

"I'll just talk to you, how could my sister-in-law know?" Mrs. Yan San curled her lips and glanced at him.

"Okay, things are already a foregone conclusion, so stop thinking." Master Yan San was impatient to listen to these nonsense.

That afternoon, Doctor Qiao came to ask Mrs. Yan and Princess Nanping for the pulse of Ping'an. Yan Huo was also taken with his pulse. Doctor Qiao smiled and said, "Miss Twelve is much better than before. Her hands and face are all flesh."

Mrs. Yan and Princess Nanping were very happy, "It made you worry." In fact, since she was born in Yanhu, Dr. Qiao has helped her to take care of her body.

"There is the duty of the subordinates there." Doctor Qiao smiled.

After saying a few more polite words, Doctor Qiao said goodbye and left. Yan Huo took out a small mirror and looked at it. It was as Doctor Qiao said. She had flesh on her face, her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her pink and jade-like appearance became more and more beautiful.

On the morning of the seventh day of the seventh month, the flower melons carved by Yan Qi and Yan Zhi were sent to the He family and Jiang family respectively. After breakfast, Yan Qin, Yan Xiang, Yan Miao and Yan Ying went to the Wei family and begged for a good job with Wei Liniang's sisters.

The people were busy drying bedding and clothes. Yan Huo, who was idle, slipped to the outer courtyard to find Yan Tongming, avoided the servant guarding the door, snatched the door frame, and shouted inside: "Brother Jiu, Brother Jiu."

Yan Tongming was not in the room. Yan Huo pouted his lips, climbed over the threshold, and started sweeping. She was two years younger than Yan Tongming, but Yan Tongming could go out at will, but she couldn't. It was too unfair! Yan Huo decided to plunder all the treasures collected by Yan Tongming to make up for her injured little heart.

"Look left, right, flip up, flip down, flip down, there are quite a few treasures here." Yan Huo hummed a messy song while twisting his little butt to look for something. He found a scribble cage with fine bamboo, a colorful porcelain lion and a box-mounted dough man.

Yan Huo put these three things on the couch and was about to find something to take them away. He accidentally saw the book pressed under the brocade mat. He took it out and saw it. It was a novel. He flipped it out and read it. It read: There is a Weaver Girl in the east of the Tianhe River, the son of the Emperor of Heaven. Every year, he worked hard to weave a cloud of brocade clothes, and his appearance was too late. The emperor pityed him for being alone, and promised to marry the Cowherd of Hexi, and then abandoned the Weaver Girl. The Emperor of Heaven was angry and ordered him to return to Hedong, and promised to meet him every year.

Look, at this time, the Weaver Girl was betrothed to the Cowherd by the Emperor of Heaven, but she did not have a private partner from the earth; she would be hired as a wife and a concubine, and even the fairies in the sky had to abide by the rules and regulations of heaven. Later generations changed the myths and stories, which were too outrageous.

This book seems to be good, so I took it away together and Yan Hu returned home with a full load.

As soon as Yan Huo left, Yan Tongming came back. He soon found the cucumber cage, the colorful porcelain lion, the box-mounted face man and the novel disappeared. He quickly called the servant in, "Has the Fourth Master been here?"

"No." The servant shook his head.

Yan Tongming breathed a little relieved, "Who has come?" The eldest brother was in the palace, the second brother was in the academy, and his father did not come. Could it be his mother?

"Miss Twelve has been here." The servant replied. When Yan Huo went out, he did not avoid anyone and let the servant see it.

Yan Tongming patted his chest, "It's Xiaoxiao, that's fine." My sister took the other things, but she had to take back the novel. If her parents knew that he was leading his sister to read miscellaneous books, his butt would be in trouble.

As the evening approached, Tang Zhi asked someone to send a jade box to Yanhu. The hollowed-carved jade box contained a happy spider. The happy spider should be a custom in the year. This dynasty regards spider webs as a small matter to determine. Those who are secret talk more clever, while those who are rare say less clever.

Yan Huo handed the jade box to licorice, "Put it on the shelf."

Although Yan Qin and the other two went to the Wei family, Yan Qi and others were still there, so there was a picture of the Chinese Valentine's Day weaver girl hanging in the moon viewing garden, and fruits, wine cakes, vegetables and jerky were placed on the incense table. The moon was on the willows, and the lady who had used dinner arrived at the Moon Viewing Garden one after another with her maid.

After paying homage to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, Yan Qi called his sisters to sit down, "It's already night, I've had tea, I can't sleep well at night, so I'd better drink honey water."

"Listen to my second sister." The sisters all responded obediently.

The maid brought honey water. Everyone drank honey water and ate snacks. Sitting idle and was bored, and perhaps there was a little bit of showing off. Yu Fangfei smiled and said, "We have read several collections of poems in school. Today is the Chinese Valentine's Day, so it is better to couplets to help you enjoy the elegant atmosphere."

"The Twelve Sister and I haven't had a chance yet." Yan Zi was unhappy.

Yu Fangfei choked and ignored these two little cousins. What should I do?

"We don't know. We can listen to the sisters' poems and have fun." Yan Huoshan said understandingly.

Yan Qi smiled and said, "In order to make the two sisters happy, let's just couplet poems. Since it was proposed by Cousin Yu, let's start with Cousin Yu."

Yu Fangfei glanced at Yan Huo and said, "Then I will throw away the bricks and jade, 'The long altar, the bright Han girl. She stretched her plain hands and played with the loom."

"This poem is suitable for the situation, I think about it." Yan Qi put down his cup, "'Stop shuttle and borrow crickets, and leave a clever way to pay for the spider."

"'I'm looking at the galaxy, both of them are beautiful and silky. I don't care that the needle eyes are small, I just say that the moon is bright and bright.' I'm right?" Yan Rui said with a smile.

"Yes, that's right." Yan Qi and Yan Zhi both smiled.

"I don't understand." Yan Zi said pouting.

"The sisters are all Chinese Valentine's poems. Just listen to them well. I don't understand now, but I will understand when you get older." Yan Huo stuffed a piece of furong cake for her.

"Oh" Yan Qi was comforted by the pastry.

"'I can't bear the gift from you, I'll be back to sleep and dream of good times." Yu Fangfei replied before Yan Zhi.

Yan Qi thought for a while and said, "'At that time, the regret of the hairpin was left, and the dream on earth was separated by the west wind."

"'The palace is deep and the flame is low, and the sunset is clear at night." Yu Fangfei said again.

Yan Zhilian said: "'The magpie bridge is out of the waves, and the dragon car is flying out of the sky."

At the back, Yan Rui, who was a few years younger, had to withdraw, leaving only Yan Qi and Yan Zhi and Yu Fangfei. Yu Fangfei has loved poetry and books since she was a child. Her father raised her like a son because she had never had a son. She often went out to attend poetry meetings in the boudoir and came to Yan's mansion. After holding it in for so long, she finally got this opportunity today and couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

"Cousin Yu really can't read a few poems." Yan Qi smiled.

"I didn't read anything, so I picked up some interesting things to memorize them." Yu Fangfei said modestly.

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Chapter completed!