The Flower Festival was the birthday of a hundred flowers.
Young girls in their prime wore bright clothes and had flowers painted between their eyebrows. They walked gracefully, surrounded by maids, and worshiped the Flower God.
In the words of the audience in the streaming room, it was a day full of dog abuse.
"Spring is coming, and everything is full of life. What a good day for young men and women to tell each other their hearts, and single dogs continue to cry. "
Jiang Pengji sat on a tree branch. There was a gathering in the distance. The young, beautiful, and energetic girls were indescribably beautiful under the spring sun. Not only did they attract Jiang Pengji's attention, but they also attracted the gazes of a group of young nobles.
White was chewing the weeds that had sprouted on the ground. He spat it out after chewing, then went on to harm another patch of tender grass.
She smiled and lifted her foot to touch White's mane with the tip of her toe. It walked away in disgust.
Jiang Pengji smiled and talked to White, "You're not young anymore. Do you want me to find you a partner? How many cubs do you want? "
White squinted and made a sound as if it was mocking her.
She did not understand horse language, but the little angel in the streaming room seemed to have learned the language and helped her translate.
Yechochen: "White's voice — My stupid master, how many days have you not washed your feet?"
Wadudiandoudei: "Wrong. White is obviously a single dog, and you want to mock me? Wicked people! "
Ren Zhong Chi Tu: "This young lady is very popular. I just noticed a strange horse trying to flirt with Da Bai."
Jiang Pengji secretly rolled her eyes. Was she not as attractive as the horse, Whitey?
She leaned on the tree branch and closed her eyes to rest. Because of the terrain, the air in Langya was warm and humid. The pear blossoms that only bloomed in March were now all over the branches. When the spring breeze blew, petals would rustle and fall.
She leaned against the tree trunk and propped her legs up.
One hand was on her knee, and the other was holding the wooden clogs that she took off. Her feet were only wearing snow-white socks.
Half of her body was hidden in the pear blossoms. If one did not look carefully, one would not notice that there was a person lying on the tree.
A cool breeze blew, and the pear blossoms rustled and fell.
Jiang Pengji could vaguely hear a conversation in a low voice.
"Wuniang, did you really take things too hard and reveal your thoughts to your father?"
The girl's voice was sweet, but it was so sweet that it made people feel sick.
"Dad is an open-minded person. If I tell him, he will help me decide." The voice of the girl called Wuniang was a little hesitant and dejected. "But Brother Ci already has someone else in his heart, and Father doesn't agree either. He asked me to take advantage of the Flower Festival to find someone else I like."
The girl with the sweet voice pouted in dissatisfaction. "How can you do this … Then do you know who that person likes?"
Wuniang looked slightly worried. "I don't know. I asked my father, but he refused to tell me. He only said that he would naturally know when the time is right."
The girl tilted her head, thought for a while, and said with certainty, "Then he's definitely not a decent person."
Wuniang did not understand. She asked doubtfully, "Why do you say that he's not a decent person?"
"You don't understand. Wei Langjun is now 21 years old. If he really has someone he likes, he definitely won't delay it like this. Unless the girl's identity is not good, for example … he doesn't have the face to marry someone from that kind of place. Don't you know that all the matchmakers in Langya County don't dare to matchmake for him? He's already in trouble. If he continues to delay it, what about the issue of heirs? "
After listening to her, Wuniang only understood what she meant after a long while. She suddenly blushed, and she felt a little angry.
"Brother Ci is not that kind of pedantic person. Even if he really likes a woman from a brothel, he won't be so concerned about his reputation."
How could Wei Ci continue to let the person he liked suffer for the sake of his reputation?
Wuniang could not accept someone slandering Wei Ci like that.
"Then he likes married women." The girl spoke before Wuniang, stopping her from speaking. "All the matchmakers in Langya County can't wait to cover their noses and avoid Wei Ci. No one matchmakes for him, and his marriage is not settled. Now that a beauty like you has taken a fancy to him, he should respond happily. Why would he use the excuse that he has a sweetheart to reject you? "
Wuniang was a little angry. "I won't allow you to say that about him. How can a gentleman covet someone else's wife and concubine?"
The girl pouted and said shrewdly, "You're so protective of him, but he doesn't even look at you properly. You're in a hurry to get close to him, but has he ever given you any face? What's so good about Wei Ci? He's a jinx who brings misfortune to his wife and children, his parents, and his entire clan … "
"Foolish opinion!" Wuniang was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently. There was a little anger on her little face. "What about Brother Ci? Look at his behavior. He respects his teachers, is friendly to his schoolmates, and treats the younger generation leniently. How can you judge him based on the Eight Characters of Fortune? There are many people in the world like the Eight Characters of Fortune of the Emperor. Why is he the Emperor, while others are just common people? "
"Hmph, yes, yes, yes. I'm ignorant. I'm not as knowledgeable as you, Fifth Miss Zhu." The girl was also angered. It was as if her sore spot had been hit. She retorted, "You're so educated, reasonable, and considerate. You're actually sticking to a man who no one wants. That's great!"
"You …" Wuniang widened her eyes at her words. She was so angry that her fingers were trembling.
"No matter how bad Zixiao is, he's not someone who can be belittled by a daughter born of a commoner's wife who lives in poverty and is arranged by her official mother to be someone else's concubine."
Jiang Pengji found that the two girls were arguing louder and louder, which seriously disturbed her sleep. She could not help but jump down from the pear tree and interrupt them.
The two girls looked over upon hearing the sound and saw a young man in fresh clothes with a smile on his face. He was only wearing socks, and his wooden clogs were still in his hands.
The girl was startled by her appearance. Thinking of what she said just now, her face turned pale.
Wuniang was still a little puzzled. She asked doubtfully, "Concubine?"
"You'd better be more careful in the future. It's better to stay away from such a talkative and venomous beauty who likes to judge people's hearts with sinister words." Jiang Pengji took two steps forward and saw through the girl's nature at a glance. She sized her up with a faint smile. "She belittles Zixiao not because she really looks down on him, but because she wants to plan for herself."
"Huh?" Wuniang was stunned.
"Her official mother wants her to marry a man who is old enough to be her father. She's unwilling and wants to find a better way out for herself. Zixiao is despised by others, but she doesn't have a high status and is not valued at home. How compatible are they? That's probably what she thinks. "
Jiang Pengji stared at the girl until her face turned pale. Her legs trembled, and her words poked at the secrets in her heart.
"If I hear any rumors that tarnish Zixiao's and this girl's reputation later …"
Jiang Pengji's expression suddenly turned cold. "Guess who will spread the rumors?"
Wuniang was an innocent girl in the boudoir, but she had an open-minded father. She was also knowledgeable, but she did not stick to the inner courtyard.
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