"Sister Lan, please come first," said the lovely-looking Xiao Wu Xian and Xiao Qin in a sweet voice.
The pretty junior Xie Feng also smiled and said: "Yes, Sister Lan will come first, Xiaoqin and I will come next."
Xiaosan Zhonglan smiled and nodded: "Second sister and third sister agree to give in, then I will go first."
The servants brought a comfortable chair for Zhong Lan to sit on, and also brought a table with eight immortals, placed a vase with flowers, and put a book on it.
Shao Chicheng simply asked his servants to bring in the tea table and chairs, and he drank tea leisurely with everyone, chatting, and occasionally looking at the painting.
Ming Xixi laid out the drawing paper, mixed the paints, and hummed in her heart: The stinky mistress, the third, the fourth, and the fifth actually call themselves the second and third sisters of Sister Lan, how disgusting! She actually doesn't take her real wife seriously, she is not the second sister.
Like a frustrated little daughter-in-law, why do she let others ignore her?
She painted very seriously, and when she was almost finished, she waved to Ming Xiulin.
Ming Xiulin sat next to her husband, holding up the teacup and pretending not to notice. Xie Feng's sharp eyes said, "Sister Lin, Xixi calls you."
"Oh? Really?" Ming Xiulin put down her tea cup, stood up in feigned surprise, and slowly walked towards Ming Xixi, with a look of disgust in her eyes.
Ming Xixi automatically ignored the expression in her eyes, held her arm with one arm, and whispered in her ear: "Second sister, tell me quietly, how can these three women learn?"
Ming Xiulin was stunned and didn't realize what it meant. She asked doubtfully: "What do you want to do?"
"Second sister!" Ming Xixi's youngest daughter stamped her feet and whispered into her ear: "Please tell me the truth quickly. I want them to know that the daughters of the Ming family are not easy to bully."
Ming Xiulin looked at her in astonishment. The annoying Ming Xixi had water in her head early in the morning, but she actually wanted to help her? After another thought, since someone wanted to come forward, let Xian do it. She was happy to see him.
become.
"Except for Xian Xiaoqin who has some talent, Zhong Lan and Xie Feng are only literate but not proficient in writing." Ming Xiulin whispered.
Ming Xixi nodded: "I understand, second sister, you can continue drinking tea and don't leave. There will be a good show to watch later."
Zhong Lan was sitting there, her waist so twisted that it ached. When she saw the two sisters Ming Xixi biting their ears, she couldn't help but said: "Sister Xixi, are you done with the painting soon? I'm so tired."
"It's almost time, just hold on." Ming Xixi smiled at Xiaosan, her smile was so innocent and sweet that she couldn't blame her.
After the painting was completed, Ming Xixi pondered for a moment in the blank space beside it, and then wrote a four-line poem: "Wandering in the garden full of flowers, melancholy and unaware, a few wisps of orchid fragrance, I caught a glimpse of Jinghong."
(The third character in each sentence is taken, and the last sentence is homophonic. When read backwards, it is: Jianlan Wuhua)
"The painting is done. Third little lady, see if you like it?" Ming Xixi put down the brush with a smile and waved to Zhong Lan.
Zhong Lan hurried over and saw a woman in the painting. She was dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, with a luxurious headdress and a beautiful face. She also wrote a poem beside her. She couldn't help but said with joy: "Sister Xixi, you painted so well.
Write a poem for me, it’s so well written!”
Ming Xixi smiled sweetly and said, "As long as you like it, hehe. Who's next?"
"Sister Feng, you go first." Xian Xiaoqin continued to show humility and kindness. Zhong Lan took the portrait and walked towards the crowd, saying excitedly: "Look, sister Xixi's painting is so good, why should I give it to you?"
I wrote a poem. Ah Cheng, look at it, does it look like me?"
When everyone saw it, they all admired it. Shao Chicheng nodded with a smile: "The poem and painting are appropriate, and it is really a masterpiece."
Ming Xiulin also smiled and said: "Fifth sister's painting skills are getting better and better. She depicts Zhong Lan's charm as if she were seeing the real person. This poem is also done very skillfully."
Zhong Lan smiled happily and said, "I think that's right too. Later I asked a craftsman to frame it and hang it in the room."
Over there, Ming Xixi asked Xie Feng to hold a book in her hands and stand casually at the table. She had been painting for many years and soon finished the painting again. In the blank space, she wrote a poem: "Thank you for the flowers in the evening garden, spring and hundreds of phoenixes"
Ming, the book has a jade-like face, and the eyebrows are lowered and the beads are dropped in thought." (The penultimate character in each sentence, the word "pearl" in the last sentence is homophonic, which is: Xie Feng is like a pig)
Xie Feng looked at the portrait, grinning from ear to ear, and took it to her husband to admire. The young woman in this painting was bright, quiet, thoughtful, and had a different charm.
Just as Xian Xiaoqin was about to sit down on the chair, Ming Xixi stopped her and said, "Fifth little madam, you have the most special temperament. I will give you a unique portrait."
Xian Xiaoqin also didn't like being the same as others. Hearing this, he nodded quickly and said, "Is this okay?" As he spoke, he turned his head and looked at the moon.
"It's too tacky. It's not good. Change it to another one." Ming Xixi frowned slightly and shook her head. This posture looks good, but it doesn't look good on her.
Xian Xiaoqin thought for a moment and then made another dance move, "Is this okay?"
Ming Xixi glanced at her belly, which had not yet swollen, shook her head and said, "It's not good, it's unnatural. This way, you can stand tall and graceful, which will better match your temperament."
Xian Xiaoqin asked doubtfully: "Does it look good just standing like this?"
"You have to believe in the painter's vision and ability." Ming Xixi said and started painting.
This time, she seemed to be painting particularly slowly, stopping her painting from time to time and looking at Xian Xiaoqin with a thoughtful expression on her face.
Xian Xiaoqin's legs were sore from standing, her waist was stiff, and her face was sweating slightly. She endured and persevered for the unique portrait.
Ming Xixi completed the last stroke and wrote the third poem: "The fresh makeup shines in the red of peach blossoms, the fragrance of small pistils is really charming, the wonderful sound of the piano is written in the clouds, the world's poems see the secrets of heaven, and the spring breeze ripens the swallow mud.
, there are autumn letters on the maiden’s Wu branches.”
"The painting is done. The Fifth Little Madam." Ming Xixi put down the paintbrush, twisted her waist and hips, and jumped on the spot a few times, which made the man drinking tea over there widen his eyes. This action was too...
It's fascinating.
Xian Xiaoqin couldn't hide her joy when she saw the portrait, "Sister Xixi, your talent and learning are no worse than your second sister. I like this painting and poem very much. Thank you, sister Xixi." After saying that, she hurriedly took it.
Go over and show it to your husband for appreciation.
Ming Xixi laughed and said: "You don't have to thank me. As a painter, it is natural to rely on your ability to make a living. The three, four and five young ladies are all relatives of my second sister and second brother-in-law. Today I will give you three
I’ll give you a discount, 30% off the original price, it’s so cheap, and I’ll give you the best price outside.”
The three, four, five, and Shao Chicheng were all stunned when they heard this, with puzzled and confused expressions on their faces. The three men on Mu Ge's side understood after being stunned for a moment, and the three of them pretended to be surprised.
I don't understand, but I'm actually laughing secretly in my heart, what kind of young lady, relative, Ming Xixi is just going around the corner to ridicule others.
Ming Xiulin was extremely smart, wondering whether this annoying person would help her or cause her to lose face? She frowned and scolded: "Fifth sister, how can you talk like this? You are neither big nor small."
Ming Xixi blinked her bright and innocent eyes: "Second sister, I am not wrong. The emperor granted you a marriage, and you and Shao Chicheng are married. It is known to the whole world, so the second brother-in-law is my recognized relative. In the future, the second sister will have a wife."
The child, the blood of the second sister and the second brother-in-law flows in the child
Ye, the second brother-in-law is my family relationship which has greatly increased my relationship. As for the third, fourth and fifth young ladies, they have nothing to do with me, so naturally they cannot be considered my relatives. At most, they are the concubines that the second brother-in-law got, so they have some relatives.
That’s all. Tell me, is what I said true?”
Uh... This is not a pleasant thing to say, but it is indeed true. Ning Zi, her personal bodyguard, was the first to nod: "It is true."
Lan Xiaotang had nothing to do with this group of people. He nodded and praised: "Xixi's thinking is clear and organized, and her analysis is to the point. I admit that it is a fact."
The expressions of the three concubines suddenly became ugly and embarrassing. Shao Chicheng felt a little helpless when he suddenly heard the last one speak coolly: "What Wu Mei said is very correct."
A note to readers:
It's very late today, and the sparrow is too embarrassed to explain, so he ran away...