dognovel Chapter 389 Appreciating Lotus Flowers and Composing Poems
Chapter 389 Appreciating Lotus Flowers and Composing Poems
Dongfang Jin...
As expected of the head maidservant by her mother's side, it seems that such things happen from time to time.
He spent two taels of silver in one go; that's generous.
Upon seeing this, Gu Jingye's greed kicked in again, and he said with a serious little face, "Grandma, your grandson will sing one too."
Dongfang Yuan said with a loving expression, "Alright, let Grandma hear our little stone's talent too."
Gu Jingye also imitated Shen Qihui's gesture of waving his sleeves, turning to face a pond of lotus flowers: "The moonlight on the eighth day of the lunar month reflects on the pond, the lotus flowers sway with melodious charm."
Her fair skin exudes elegance, and her delicate pink complexion carries a delicate fragrance.
Blooming with ethereal beauty to welcome distant guests, budding leaves paint a new chapter with skillful brushstrokes.
Untainted by mud, its spirit is pure and noble; it alone possesses the charm of a long summer day.
As soon as he finished reciting his poem, he was greeted with applause and cheers, and everyone came over to praise him.
This time, even Granny Jing and Granny Lan gave Gu Jingye two purses.
Dongfang Jin patted his head and took out two small gold ingots, each weighing five taels: "Both are good, and you've learned them well."
Here, you and Xiaohui each get one. You can keep them as your personal stash, but don't spend them recklessly!
Gu Caiwei's eyes sparkled, her face flushed with excitement, and she jumped up and down, shouting, "Grandma, Grandma! I can recite poems too!"
Dongfang Yuan looked at her with doting eyes, her face beaming with smiles, and said gently, "Alright, let our smartest and most clever Caiwei show off her skills too."
Gu Caiwei stood up straight, cleared her throat, and smiled confidently as she recited the poem in a clear voice: "Grandma, the poem I'm reciting is called 'Lotus in the Curved Pond'."
After saying this, her eyebrows curved and her eyes sparkled with liveliness: "Fragrance floats around the winding bank, and round shadows cover the splendid pond. I often fear that the autumn wind will come early, and you will not know that I have scattered them."
A hint of surprise flashed across Dongfang Yuan's smiling face.
She was immediately filled with joy and exclaimed, "Our Caiwei truly deserves to be called a talented woman!" As she spoke, the affection in her eyes deepened.
Dai An's eyes widened in surprise, then he gave a thumbs up and said with a smile, "Young Miss is quite the talented young lady."
Yueying smiled and agreed, "Yes, those girls are all well-behaved by the county magistrate."
Granny Lan smiled so much that her eyes narrowed into slits, and said with a loving expression, "Alright, Dai'an."
Dai An smiled and nodded, then gracefully took out an exquisitely embroidered purse from his sleeve and handed it to Caiwei with both hands.
Then, she turned to Yang Wenwen, who was standing to the side, and asked with a gentle smile in her eyes, "Wenwen, would you like to recite one too?"
Yang Wenwen was a little nervous, biting her lip slightly, and looked timidly at Dongfang Jin, asking softly, "Mother, can I...?"
Dongfang Jin smiled gently, her eyes full of encouragement, and said, "Sure, Grandma is very wealthy, so seize the opportunity!"
Her words immediately drew laughter from everyone around her, instantly lightening the atmosphere.
With a smile on her face, Dongfang Yuan walked briskly to their side, gently tapped Dongfang Jin's forehead, and said reproachfully, "You little rascal, you've been naughty since you were little."
She thought to herself, "This girl is so generous, even more so than me."
Yang Wenwen took a deep breath, mustered her courage, nodded vigorously, and recited crisply: "After all, the scenery of West Lake in June is different from that of other seasons."
The lotus leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green; the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a vibrant, uniquely red.
Dongfang Yuan nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of admiration: "Excellent, excellent line: 'The lotus leaves stretch to the sky, an endless expanse of green; the lotus blossoms, bathed in sunlight, are a vibrant red.' Dai An, I appreciate it."
Granny Lan beamed with joy, exclaiming, "Our family has gained another talented young lady!"
Dai An handed the purse to Yang Wenwen, then turned to Dongfang Jin with a hint of expectation in his eyes, and asked, "Princess, would you like to sing a poem?"
Upon hearing this, the others excitedly joined in the cheering: "One song! One song! One song..."
Everyone's face was beaming with anticipation.
Dongfang Yuan looked at Dongfang Jin with the same expectant expression, her eyes full of tenderness: "Little Jin'er."
Dongfang Jin's lips curled up slightly, a hint of playfulness flashing in her eyes, and she casually flicked her sleeves, mimicking Shen Qihui's manner.
Turning to face the lotus pond, with a leisurely expression, he recited: "The water lilies sway gently, the reeds sway tenderly on the shore."
A gentle west wind carries a faint mist, accompanied by a few scattered drops of rain.
I hastily spread out the cups and goblets, and gazed upon this graceful woman.
Red leaves, like wine boats, float gently on the rosy clouds.
After she finished reciting, everyone clapped and cheered, with applause and praise ringing out.
Just then, Cangji suddenly appeared, his expression respectful, and knelt on one knee to report: "Your Highness, Princess, His Highness has ordered me to take the two young masters to the camp on the outskirts of the capital."
Dongfang Yuan frowned slightly, looked at Shen Qihui and Gu Jingye with gentle eyes, and asked softly, "Are you willing to go?"
Their eyes lit up instantly, filled with excitement and anticipation. They both looked at Dongfang Jin, their eyes sparkling with longing.
Dongfang Jin smiled faintly and nodded gently: "Go, remember to keep a low profile."
Upon seeing that Dongfang Jin had agreed, Shen Qihui and Gu Jingye excitedly shouted, "Yes!"
After Gu Jingye and Shen Qihui left with Cang Ji, Dongfang Yuan took Gu Caiwei and Yang Wenwen's hands and said, "Come on, let's go play somewhere else."
"it is good."
Dongfang Jin followed the group, then suddenly remembered something and asked Ruyi, "We still haven't found Xiao Jin."
Ruyi, [Found her, she's in the palace with my cousin Ta Xue.]
Okay, let it come back in a bit, but don't let it cause trouble.
It didn't cause any trouble; in fact, it said it did a good deed last night.
Dongfang Jin glanced at the group, noticing they hadn't noticed her. [What merit did you achieve?]
[Xiao Jin said that someone was secretly poisoning the imperial kitchen.]
Is that true?
"Yes, that monkey also said that someone stole medicine from the Imperial Hospital."
This is treating the palace as its own territory.
[Hehe, that silly monkey said it wants to be Conan.]
Dongfang Jin suppressed a laugh. This monkey entered the Ruyi Realm, read Conan comics with Ruyi, and fell in love with it.
Let it be, just remember not to let anyone detain you.
It's quite clever.
The group then arrived at the garden of the Prince's Mansion. The garden featured craggy rocks and strangely shaped stones, arranged in a pleasing and orderly manner, interspersed with small pavilions and towers.
Dongfang Yuanlian moved gracefully, leading everyone into an octagonal pavilion.
Inside the pavilion, tea and snacks were already neatly arranged on the stone table.
The exquisite teacups gleamed warmly in the sunlight, and wisps of tea steamed upwards. Several plates of pastries were tempting in color and exquisitely shaped.
Dongfang Jin looked up and saw the exquisite decorations, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
As expected of a royal residence, even the tea and refreshments for guests were arranged with meticulous care, showcasing an extraordinary grandeur.
Everyone took their seats, and Dai An, with a smile on his face, walked briskly to pour tea for each person.
Dongfang Yuan gracefully picked up her teacup and said gently, "Caiwei, Wenwen, please make yourselves at home. Don't be shy, just relax."
"Don't worry, Cangji has taken Shitou and Xiaohui to the camp outside the capital; they will be safe and sound."
Dongfang Jin smiled mischievously, picked up her tea, looked at Yang Wenwen, and teased, "Our little Wenwen is the most sensible, she definitely understands, right?"
"Mother," Yang Wenwen's cheeks instantly flushed red, as rosy as a ripe apple.
She lowered her head shyly, twisting the handkerchief in her hands, looking charming and adorable.
Her shy demeanor caused everyone to burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the pavilion.
Gu Caiwei reached out, picked up a pastry, took a small bite, and her eyes lit up instantly. She exclaimed, "Grandma, this pastry is so delicious! Did the chef at the manor make it?"
The pastry melted in her mouth, and its sweet flavor spread across her taste buds, making her unable to resist taking another bite.
Dongfang Yuan smiled kindly and nodded gently: "Yes, if Caiwei likes it, we'll have the cook make more later so you can take some back and enjoy it slowly."