Although Chen Danxia wants to attend a flower viewing party, Tao and Lin are different. She has a rich dowry and makes money. She doesn’t mention making money every day, but also making silver every day. When she dresses up, she can spare no effort. Chen Danxia, ​​who is young, makes new dresses every month and customizes various new ornaments. Chen Danxia’s wear today is not much different from usual, and she replaces the red gold longevity lock that is usually hung on her neck with eight treasure necklaces. The pink and blue belt pendant is a golden bell instead of a pearl.

Therefore, when the group entered the east room, Chen's mother only felt that Chen Danyao was different than usual. Of course, this was related to her paying more attention to Chen Danyao. After all, the specifications of sending spring banquets were higher and it was related to Chen Danyao's marriage.

After carefully examining Chen Danyao's makeup, Chen's mother said, "This red coral hairpin is too abrupt, so she wears a pair of jade bracelets too monotonous. Glazed glass, go and bring the pink bead tassel hairpin and pink bead bracelet."

Upon hearing this, Lin's face showed joy and Zhou pouted.

Chen's mother took out the things and would not want to go back. The beaded hairpin and bracelet became Chen Danyao's things. Chen Danqi and others had different expressions and their daughter loved to beauties, but they had not bought new decorations for a long time. They wore these old hairpins every day, which made people feel depressed. Chen Danyao not only could attend the spring banquet, but also had new decorations, which naturally made them jealous and envious.

The granddaughters' marriage was not settled, so the smart mother Shen naturally would not favor one or the other, which made the granddaughters feel unattracted and resented to their parents' homes, saying, "Pearl, go and bring the mahogany carved box in the rosewood cabinet."

Pearl took the order and came in with a carved mahogany box after a while. Chen's mother signaled her to open the box, which contained eight gilded orchid hairpins of various shapes. The old rules of the Shen family, the elders appreciated things, and the smallest one was chosen first. Although the youngest among the Shen family's girls is Chen Danbi, she is not here now, and the smallest one is Chen Dannying, so she will choose first.

Chen Dannian looked at the hairpin on the plate, and a look of joy appeared in his eyes. His fingers passed through the hairpin one by one, and he selected a branch from it. After Chen Danli chose it, it was Chen Danxia's turn, and she stepped forward and took a branch casually.

After leaving the hairpin, Chen's mother asked everyone to leave and do their own things. Chen Danyao took two maids to the eastern suburbs of Jindu City to attend the spring banquet; Chen Danxia took Hujiao and Shiqin to Xie's house to attend the flower viewing party.

Chen Danxia went to Xie Mansion as a guest today. Even if she was willing to enter through the side door, Xie Mansion could not be so rude. She went out from the main gate of the Shen family and took a long way to Xie Mansion. The carriage went straight to the gate of the inner courtyard, got off the car and changed into sedans, and went to the garden on the east side of Xie Mansion.

In late spring, flowers bloom. The Xie family made a thorough preparation for this flower viewing meeting. The flowers in the garden were either budding or blooming, with flowers clustered together, and several butterflies were flying in the air. Under the veranda, flowers such as jasmine and scented were placed. Chen Danxia, ​​led by his maid, went to the flower pavilion where the girls gathered.

There is a large table of golden nanmu snail embedded in the flower pavilion. Xie Xiqing and Dong Fangfei are surrounding the table and commenting on the "Jiangfan Pavilion Picture" laid on it; there are six small tables of walnut bent feet, and each table is placed with pen, ink, paper, ink, paper and inkstone and three-color pigments.

Xie Xiru, Jiang Shuiling, Dong Liluo and other six girls were painting. Some were sitting scattered in the garden, some were swaying on the path with silk fans, and some girls went fishing by the pond in the garden. Chen Danxia walked to Jiang Shuiling and saw her painting orchids.

Chen Danxia looked at the orchid pictures with a very stylish orchid on the paper, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes. Orchids seemed to be able to be painted on the paper with a few strokes, but it was not easy to draw the essence of orchids; Jiang Shuiling came to school only on the 18th of the first lunar month this year, and only took four painting classes in total; Chen Danxia had thought that her painting level was probably the graffiti of a child, but she didn't expect she could draw so well.

The orchid leaves are blooming, the orchids are blooming, the strokes are skillful and concise, and the strokes are refreshing and elegant.

After Jiang Shuiling finished his last stroke of painting, he blew the ink on the paper, "Chen Jiu, you are here, see what this painting is like?"

"It is well drawn and the composition is also very unique." Chen Danxia praised laughter.

"Is it true? Don't say good things to make me happy." Jiang Shuiling said unconfidently.

"It's really, I didn't coax you." Chen Danxia said with a smile.

Jiang Shuiling frowned and asked, "Don't you think there are too many blank spaces?"

"I think the blank space is just right and gives people room for imagination." Chen Danxia said seriously.

"There are too many blank spaces left. I want to write an orchid poem written by the orchid boy here." Jiang Shuiling made up his mind.

Chen Danxia's bright eyes flowed, and she didn't persuade him deeply. This painting was Jiang Shuiling's masterpiece, and she would do whatever she wanted. Jiang Shuiling picked up her pen and wrote a poem about orchids made by Zhao Chengzhi in the blank space: He cultivated orchids with two or three plants, and the sun was warm and the wind was warm. He sat for a long time and didn't know that the fragrance was in the room. When he pushed the window, but butterflies flew over.

When this poem is written, the whole composition is too full, but Jiang Shuiling likes it. Chen Danxia didn't say much, but someone next to him made a sharp cry, "Who is the one who wrote this poem?"

Chen Danxia and Jiang Shuiling were both startled by the sudden scream. When they looked up, they saw Xie Xiru who had come to observe him. Xie Xiru was full of anger, his eyes widened, and his expression was fierce and ferocious, which was scary.

Jiang Shuiling ignored Xie Xiru, put the brush in water, took the wet handkerchief handed by the maid, and started to wipe his hands.

"Jiang Shuiling, I said that you can draw anything but not orchids. Why do you want to draw orchids? Are you deliberately trying to do the right thing to me?" Xie Xiru asked in a very angrily manner.

Jiang Shuiling glanced at her sideways and said, "I draw whatever I want. Why can you draw orchids and not let me draw orchids?"

"Jiang Shuiling, you admit that you were deliberately trying to do the right thing to me." Xie Xiru's face turned red with anger and her eyes were furious.

"Xie Xiru, are you confused about reading and forgetting your identity?" Jiang Shuiling said accent on the words of the book. Shu Shu was homophoned. She deliberately pointed out that Xie Xiru was born in a state of illusion, so don't want to cling to the prince of the Marquis's mansion.

The birth of a woman is Xie Xiru's heart disease, and he is least willing to be mentioned. Jiang Shuiling's words are simply adding fire to Xie Xiru who is angry. Xie Xiru screamed and thrust by and was about to tear Jiang Shuiling's mouth.

The ladies of a family always just quarrel. Jiang Shuiling was not wary of Xie Xiru's sudden action, and Xie Xiru scratched her face. Jiang Shuiling could not have suffered such a loss, so she immediately attacked Xie Xiru.

Chen Danxia looked at the two who were fighting together, dumbfounded and had no transition at all. The two men rose from verbal conflict to physical conflict. Such a big disturbance naturally alarmed the other girls and everyone surrounded them.

Xie Xiqing walked out of the pavilion and shouted anxiously: "Don't fight, let go."

The two of them turned a deaf ear to each other, not knowing who tripped and whose foot, and they rolled to the ground. At this time, a nice voice came, "What are you doing?"

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Note: "The Picture of Jiangfan Pavilion" was painted by Li Sixun of the Tang Dynasty. The original picture is now in the Palace Museum in Taipei. This article is empty and does not have the Tang Dynasty. It is just borrowed here. Please do not over-textualize it. Thank you.
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