Twin Brocade

Chapter 74 Hibiscus Brocade Noodles
Qiao Shijie was silent for a long while, and picked up the sunspots to play chess again.

Why doesn't he know the reason for this?

They are still young at the moment, although Wu Wanqing has a stunning appearance, she is just a little girl, she is still childish at all, and she doesn't understand the relationship between men and women at all.

If I act too hastily, I will only scare her!

However, he is Qiao's eldest son, five years older than her.He can wait patiently, but he is afraid that his parents will not let him wait.His marriage is also beyond his control.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shijie sighed sadly.

Forget it, let's talk about it when we discuss marriage.This thought must be hidden first, otherwise it will hinder Wu Wanqing's boudoir name.

"Brother Quan, is it possible that you haven't seen it today?"

Fang Ziquan smiled slightly, and said: "I only know that Brother Shijie is doomed to lose today's game of chess. However, if you go on like this, you won't be the only one who knows."

Qiao Shijie cupped his hands solemnly and said, "Thank you for reminding me."

Immediately took a deep breath, restrained his thoughts and concentrated on the chess game in front of him, no longer caring about the singing of warblers and swallows from around him.

The girls' side, firstly, there are many people, and secondly, they love to laugh, which is much more lively than their place.

Qiao Tongxuan first made a fuss for one person to tell a joke, and told each of them one by one, all the girls laughed together.

Fang Jinhui suggested: "How can we live up to the beauty of the beautiful day today. If only one person made a picture of autumn scenery, it will be remembered in the future."

Qiao Tongxuan pursed her lips and said, "It's so easy to take a rest, why are you still painting! I have to hand in my homework every day in the school, and I don't want to pick up a pen today."

Wu Wanling took advantage of her older age and frequent contacts between the two families, so she gave her a finger and scolded with a smile: "What a lazy little girl! I saw that pot of chrysanthemums blooming in full bloom, it doesn't look like a painting What a pity!"

Such a good time and good times, she is also a little itchy.Isn't this the moment for studying painting hard and practicing techniques diligently in the school?
"What a pity!"

Qiao Tongxuan rubbed her forehead and said in disbelief: "If you want to talk about chrysanthemums, it's better at your house to raise them. Even the one in the school is much better than my house."

Fang Jinshu couldn't help laughing and said, "In order not to want to paint, Sister Xuan can say anything."

Fang Jinyi covered her mouth and laughed secretly, and suggested in a low voice: "No, if you want to draw, just draw, and if you don't want to look at it?"

Qiao Tongxuan was overjoyed and said, "Sister Yi's method won my heart."

Now, even Wu Wanqing laughed out loud.

Asking the maid to spread the brush and ink on the desk, Fang Jinhui and Wu Wanling began to paint one after another.

Fang Jinshu just drew a picture of a black chrysanthemum yesterday. At this time, it was only her sisters who were drawing for fun. She didn't want to show any clues, so she gathered around to watch with others.

Lu Shiman and them were separated by a generation, and they were not familiar with each other, so they sat quietly by the side, watching them laugh and paint.She has a graceful sitting posture and a peaceful profile.But only seven or eight years older, in terms of calmness of mind, far more than a star and a half.

Not long after, the two finished painting.In terms of painting style, Fang Jinhui is obviously superior.But in terms of painting techniques, Wu Wanling is more skilled and unique.

For a moment, the two were not like each other, they looked at each other and smiled.

The good time slipped away quietly between the fingers, and before you knew it, it was already the shadow of the sun.

The maid carried the food box into the open room, and a cage of freshly steamed big crabs was brought to the table.The maids poured chrysanthemum tea for all the girls, while Fang Ziquan and Qiao Shijie poured chrysanthemum wine.

The autumn was getting stronger, and the maid brought in some silver frost charcoal basins, for fear that these delicate girls and young masters would catch cold.

After being transpired by the heat, the smell of delicious food came out of the open room.

After the maids brought up eight pieces of crabs, Qiao Tongxuan, as the initiator of the banquet, raised the teacup in her hand with great interest, and said, "It was agreed yesterday, eat crabs and taste chrysanthemum poems."

"Now that paintings are available, everyone has to compose a poem before they can eat!"

She is young, she is favored at home, and she is also the most favored one in front of all the good sisters.Since she said so, all the people here are from the scholarly families of officials and officials, so writing poems is naturally a no-brainer, so they all agreed.

The atmosphere in the Changxuan was lively. A young man with a jade and gold appearance held a folding fan in his hand and tapped the palm of his hand. The sound was like spring water from a mountain stream.

Standing tall and tall outside the gauze curtain, he said with a smile, "It's such a lively event, but you didn't call me? If I didn't meet by chance, Shijie, would you have the face to see me?"

Hearing his voice, Qiao Tongxuan said joyfully, "Cousin Mo is here? Come in quickly."

Fang Jinhui was taken aback. The young man's voice was so pleasant, if she had heard it before, she would never be impressed.Judging from Qiao Tongxuan's reaction, she presumably is a relative of the Qiao family.

But this person, all the women present are not familiar with it, it is very inappropriate.

The rest of the girls were hesitating, but none of them could keep up with Qiao Tongxuan's speed.She walked quickly to the gauze curtain and asked the servant girl to open the curtain to let the boy in.

When he stepped into the open hall, all the girls were startled.

The boy in front of him was born too nicely!
An impeccable hibiscus brocade face, the skin is as smooth and delicate as fine porcelain.The eyes are like the bright first-quarter moon in the night sky, and the white skin like jade sets off the light pink lips, which makes people unable to move away after just one glance.

He is like a flawless piece of beautiful jade melted into a jade man, even standing there quietly, he is also handsome and beautiful, with a charming charm.

In terms of appearance, among the girls present, only Wu Wanqing can be compared with him, and he compares the rest.

He entered the Changxuan, looked up and saw many ladies who were not familiar with him, his footsteps faltered, he hurriedly bowed and said: "I came here abruptly, I hope you will forgive me."

"Suddenly remembered that there is something important to do, so Chu will leave first."

He originally thought that it was just his cousins ​​who invited a couple of friends to have a gathering here, so naturally it would be fine if he was one more person.Unexpectedly, there are so many girls here. It is really out of date for him to be a foreigner.

He has always been the most considerate of his daughter in the boudoir, so he is naturally unwilling to do such an abrupt thing, and he will retire immediately.

Under his dazzling beauty, all the girls were a little embarrassed, let alone answer his words.There was a delicate atmosphere in the air, and the scene was a little awkward.

Fang Jinhui collected himself, looked away from his face, looked at the gilded auspicious beast incense burner in the corner, and said with a smile, "Sister Xuan, don't you plan to introduce us?"

After all, she is the daughter of the Fang family's strict upbringing, and she was the first to realize it.

Now that everyone has come and met face-to-face, it seems artificial that he retreated deliberately.It's better to treat each other generously and calmly.

Qiao Tongxuan stepped forward and pulled his sleeve, introduced him with a smile, "This is my cousin Chu Mo, and his mother is my cousin. He is eight years older than me, and he is already preparing for next year's entrance examination."

So it was him, Fang Jinshu thought to himself.

(End of this chapter)