Storm in March

  The maid led them into a loft, the loft was open, and several girls could be seen playing together inside. Yuanyu and others entered the door, and the maid quickly reported, "Miss, the young ladies of the Murong Mansion have arrived."

  Ding Guohou's surname was Zhang. As soon as the eldest sister of the Zhang family heard, she immediately put down the pen in her hand and quickly came out to greet him. Her eyebrows were bright and beautiful, with a round bun on her head, wearing a jade hairpin, a pair of pearl earrings, wearing a large red rose-patterned narrow-sleeved jacket, and a pink silk skirt with white embroidery, looking as beautiful as a flower, bold and passionate.

  "Is it Wen Yu's sister who has arrived? I haven't gone far to welcome you, which is my fault. I've long heard of you and have been wanting to find an opportunity to meet you, but you never leave the house so we couldn't meet until now. Today you've finally come, come on in, let me introduce you." Zhang Dasao spoke quickly and efficiently, with a straightforward and easygoing manner.

  Wanyu led her sister forward to pay their respects, "Ladies, we are the young ladies of the Murong household. We're afraid we've disturbed your elegant gathering." Her eyes sparkled with a smile, her demeanor was gentle as water, her posture was elegant and pleasing to the eye, her gaze was clear and lively, making people feel good about her.

  Most of them are children from noble families who were invited by Dingguo Hou to have fun, and they get along quite well with Zhang Xiaojie.

  One of the slender yellow narrow-sleeved girls with a goose egg face smiled and asked, "Sister Hui Ling, why don't you introduce us? How come I haven't met such a beautiful sister before?"

  Zhang Huiling laughed with great satisfaction, "Don't mention you guys, I'm also seeing her for the first time. Before this, I only heard about her in the palace, she's Jing Fei's niece, beautiful and elegant, I've been itching to meet her all along. This is Yuanyu, let her introduce herself." She gave Yuanyu a quick push.

  Wan Yu took a big step forward and looked straight at the girls in the house with a smile, introducing herself, "My name is Wan Yu, these are my sisters, this is my youngest sister Wan Yi, this is my third sister Yun Qing, and my second sister Yun Shu."

  Everyone present is a human being. As soon as you hear their name, you know who's legitimate and who's illegitimate. Some things don't need to be clarified, they're understood at a glance.

  "Come on, we're just doing a pair of couplets. Let's play together. Who was it that went last time? Continue, if you can't think of one, you'll have to drink a penalty." The girl from the Ma family laughed and giggled.

  After everyone had introduced themselves, someone soon pulled Yanyu and Yanyi to a corner to chat. Yunqing and Yunshu were somewhat left out, but they also performed decently without embarrassing themselves.

  Wan Yu smiled and asked Zhang Hui Ling, "What was just tested?"

  "The pine leaves and bamboo leaves are all green, think quickly or I'll lose." Zhang Huiling said anxiously.

  Wanyu thought for a moment, "Hmmm, I'll give it a try. The autumnal sound of geese is cold and desolate."

  "Indeed, as expected, she is talented and beautiful, her reputation is well-deserved." One of the girls with the surname Wang nodded in agreement.

  Wan Yu waved her hand, "I can only manage a few couplets, I'm not good at composing poems, and I'm far inferior to my sisters." She wasn't being modest, she really couldn't compose poems, but she could barely come up with a few couplets.

  Wang's daughter's name was Minghui, with a round face and ordinary appearance. Her demeanor was dignified but slightly stiff, every move she made was extremely proper, not willing to make the slightest mistake.

  "As for the Xun family, you're not bad either." Wang's daughter nodded seriously, her words carrying a hint of old-fashioned lecturing and a subtle disdain for the Xun family.

  One sentence from her caused a stir among the crowd, and Yuwen was taken aback, looking at her with questioning eyes, as if asking what she had said wrong.

  Zhang Huiling felt somewhat displeased, her eyebrows raised as if she was about to lose her temper, but Yuwen pulled her back and shook her head, her eyes seeming to say, "Don't make a scene, you're the host."

  Zhang Huiling saw that everyone's face didn't look too good, and the awkwardness was indeed unpleasant. She said in a bad mood: "Come on, let's continue with the couplets, just pretend we didn't hear anything."

  However, the girls here are all spoiled and who would give in to whom. It's just that when going out as a guest, they pay attention to politeness and courtesy. Wang Minghui said this, but it made the girls very unhappy.

  That goose-egg-faced girl just now sarcastically said: "If you ask me, this learning is better used on the people, taking it to follow the elegant and white waste of Confucius' heart! Who is not lower than who, putting on that teaching late junior tone for whom to see?" Very disdainfully stared at Wang Minghui with one eye.

  Wang Minghui stared at her fiercely, remaining silent for a long time, and his eyes unexpectedly carried a hint of majesty. This woman was indeed not to be underestimated.

  Wan Yu secretly opened her Heavenly Eye to take a look, and was surprised to find that the girl's luck was very good, with red clouds surrounding her, but her marriage line was somewhat shallow and obscure, leaving one perplexed.

  Perhaps seeing Yuwen's puzzled look, he whispered: "Wang Minghui is the eldest granddaughter of Wang Ge Lao, and has been strictly educated since childhood. She is a bit mature and dignified, never easily joking or playing with people. We all say she is like an old lady, too rigid."

  Wan Yu suddenly realized, no wonder she was so confident and not afraid to offend the nobles. It turned out that she was the granddaughter of a two-time prime minister and a prominent official in the imperial court. Wang Ge Lao had a great reputation among the civil officials, and Wang Ming Hui's father was also the Minister of Rites, who was said to have a good chance of further promotion. The emperor valued their family highly, and it was true that the men in the Wang family were ambitious and talented. It had to be said that the Wang family's upbringing was very strict, and their children were all very promising.

  "So she's actually Wang Ge Lao's granddaughter, no wonder. I was really showing off in front of an expert." Yu Wei smiled somewhat embarrassedly and stuck out her tongue.

  Zhang Hui Ling however quite likes Wen Yu's straightforward and honest personality, and said carelessly: "We're making games, not taking the imperial examination, why can't we speak freely? Besides, what you said is also quite right, don't mind her, she's always like this, every time speaking to everyone in a condescending tone, it's really unpleasant, and can't be seen as someone of the same age."

  Wan Yu also nodded slightly in her heart, this little girl was a bit too pretentious, at the same age as her, but speaking and acting like an old aunt, inevitably losing her liveliness and cuteness.

  But this has nothing to do with me, maybe other parents think it's better this way.

  Wang Minghui was unhappy, but she had a good sense of proportion and did not continue to provoke her. Instead, she turned her head and completely ignored the girl who had made sarcastic remarks, as if to say that she would not stoop to her level. This made the girl so angry that she was eventually calmed down by their mutual friend.

  The following games were very interesting, and Yuanyu and Yuanyi also participated in them with great ease. Several talented girls even wrote poems, but Yuanyu frankly admitted that she was not good at poetry and didn't want to make a fool of herself.

  Her honest and not cunning personality also gained everyone's recognition. Not everyone can master chess, calligraphy, painting, and these girls are mostly good at one or two of them, and the others are just average, so Yuwen didn't get ridiculed.

  Zhang Huiling shouted, "No way, you don't have to write poetry, but you must come up with a program. It's not easy to catch you, and we can't just let you off like this."

  "Come on, come on, let's put on a show. Let's have some fun together, it doesn't matter if it's not good, everyone is about the same." Someone chimed in and started cheering loudly.

  Wanyu thought for a moment and felt that her handwriting was still presentable, so she said: "Then I'll write a character for everyone."

  "Alright, Ling Xuan is waiting with his brush and ink."

  The maid quickly went to prepare, these were all prepared in advance, so they were soon collected. Yuanyu herself placed two pieces of Xuan paper, picked up two wolf hair brushes, took a deep breath, and began to write.

  Zhang Huiling's eyes lit up, "Oh, I know, this is a double-handed plum blossom seal script, too awesome."

  Wanyu had been practicing for a thousand years, and before that, she had also practiced intermittently. Now, after many years of practice, she was still able to see people. She took a deep breath, her hands moved like swimming dragons, and with one breath, it was done.

  Until she put down her pen and slowly exhaled, everyone else felt relieved too. They looked intently and read out loud, "Look at the mountain, the mountain is steep; look at the water, the water is clear. What a great couplet!" Zhang Huiling and several girls praised in unison.

  Everyone has practiced writing, although the fonts they practice are different, but there is still a bit of eye power. This character has obviously been worked hard on, with strong strokes and a elegant and refined flavor between the lines, like a painting, making people praise it endlessly.

  "Wanyu sister, you're too amazing!" Zhang Huiling's eyes shone brightly as she gazed at Wanyu with a look of admiration.

  Plum blossom seal script is a very difficult font to connect, it is both character and painting, the character hides plum blossoms, to achieve far look as flowers, near look as characters, flowers with characters, characters hide flowers, flower characters blend together, let plum blossoms perfectly combine with characters, rich in extremely high artistic value.

  Wan Yu wiped the sweat, slightly furrowed her brow, and pointed to one of the characters, saying: "You see, this character is not written well, it feels a bit abrupt, I think there's a lack of fluidity in the energy. No wonder my dad said my handwriting was off by a hair when he saw it, turns out it's true." She muttered to herself.

  Zhang Hui Ling couldn't help but admire her more, "Wan Yu sister, you can't be so humble, compared to you I really have no way to live, can't let my mother see, otherwise she'll nag me for a whole day." She covered her face in distress, as if too ashamed to show herself.

  It made everyone laugh, but everyone had a good impression of Yuwen. Some talents were not excessive, nor arrogant, and they were warm, polite, humble and sensible, and could get along with each other in the future.

  Zhang Huiling held up two calligraphy works with a pleased expression, "I want to take them to show my grandmother, she'll definitely be delighted."

  Calling out to everyone, they rushed to the Zhengyuan Hall in a flurry, with a group of girls laughing and giggling as they followed close behind, having the time of their lives.

  Wanyu was surrounded by everyone and followed together, and before leaving, she didn't forget to bring her three sisters along, refusing to leave them behind. This made several girls have a good impression of her, as she always took care of her sisters and even when she won the prize, she didn't become arrogant, showing that her family upbringing was not bad.

  Flowers are seeking collection, click, recommend, I need motivation haha (*^__^*)