Shangguan Moxun smiled indifferently and said, "Look at the sky. Shu Jing is slow."

Song Ruoxi stared at Shangguan Moxun. She was anxious to know the situation, but the man talked about him around. Look at the sky, what is the beauty of heaven? He asked angrily: "What was the situation in yesterday's talent show?"

Shangguan Moxun's eyes returned to Song Ruoxi's face. Seeing her frivolous face, a faint light flashed in her eyes and said, "Sixty-five beautiful girls, twenty-six are left behind, among them."

While Song Ruoxi relaxed and despised the lustful emperor, he chose twenty-six young and beautiful girls to enter the palace. Wouldn't he be afraid of kidney deficiency?

"Whether she can enter the palace depends on the Shangsi Festival on the third day of the third month." Shangguan Moxun gasped.

"Ah? Have to choose again?"

"yes."

Song Ruoxi frowned, "Does she have a chance of winning?"

"The thoughts of the superiors cannot be speculated." Shangguan Moxun did not tell Song Ruoxi that Tuo Feng had a great chance of winning. Her outfit was so thoughtful that the empress dowager had a good look! Her appearance reassured the imperial concubine who was indifferent to others. Even if the filial emperor had no intention of Tuo Feng, for the sake of the empress dowager and the stability of the concubines, he would not mind that there would be one more person in the harem. For such a meticulous and cunning woman, why should others worry about her?

"Then thank you for your hard work, please continue to inquire for me."

"Please treat me to dinner." Shangguan Moxun put down the teacup in his hand that was almost crushed by him.

Song Ruoxi chuckled lightly, suddenly felt that Shangguan Moxun was a little childish, and nodded and said, "Okay, you can order whatever you want."

Shangguan Moxun ordered six dishes, a pot of wine, and drank it by himself. He didn't eat a bite of the dish, but he poured three glasses of wine in a row.

"Young Master Shangguan, don't just drink, eat some food." The silkworm took some vegetables and put them in Shangguan Moxun's bowl.

Shangguan Moxun leaned against his long hair hanging from his shoulders, leaned against the chair, lifted the wine pot, and drank it directly on the spout.

Song Ruoxi frowned, walked over and snatched the wine pot, and asked with concern: "Mo Xun, what happened?"

"It's okay." Shangguan Moxun's expression was calm, "I just want to drink."

"Aren't you drinking to drown your sorrows?" Song Ruoxi looked at him and asked tentatively.

Shangguan Moxun smiled loudly, "Girl, what worries can I worry about?"

Song Ruoxi stared at him seriously, with a smile in his deep eyes, which contained a bit of romantic feeling. He didn't see anything wrong. He put the wine pot back on the table, "It's best to be watered without worries. If you drink urgently, it's easy to hurt your body. If you eat some vegetables and cushions, then drink it, no one will rush to you. Why are you anxious?"

"Girl, you are aging before you get old and you are very long-winded." Shangguan Moxun sneered.

"Good intentions are like donkeys' liver and lungs!" Song Ruoxi curled his lips, "No matter you, I'll drink it to death."

Shangguan Moxun didn't want Song Ruoxi to see the clues, so he helped her serve the egg custard and handed it over, "This egg custard has been changed. Do you like it if you taste it?"

Song Ruoxi took the bowl, put a spoonful into his mouth, and the tender and smooth custard quickly flowed through his throat and fell into his stomach, leaving a fresh and sweet taste in his mouth, and he smiled and squinted his eyes, "It's full of milky fragrance, tender and refreshing, delicious."

Shangguan Moxun's eyes turned out the window again, and he did not dare to look at the flower-like smile that was so close to him, for fear that the silkworm would notice his strange feelings for Song Ruoxi.

After drinking a pot of wine, Shangguan Mo asked and said, "I have something to do, let's go first."

Before Song Ruoxi could swallow the vegetables in his mouth, Shangguan Moxun had already gone out, went downstairs, walked towards the back door, and left quickly, as if someone was chasing him from behind.

When Song Ruoxi checked the bill and left, Shangguan Moxun stood behind the screen, his eyes following her figure tightly, his face was as deep as water, his eyes were entangled, he was annoyed, and regretful. He shouldn't have stayed in the temple to watch her laugh and play with his maid; he shouldn't have listened to her playing the flute and play the guzheng, he shouldn't have taken her to see wintersweet, he shouldn't have given her flowers, he shouldn't have drunk with her, and he shouldn't have been so willing to let go after knowing that she had made an agreement with Wen Yan, so that he could not extricate himself.

Song Ruoxi didn't know Shangguan Moxun's complicated thoughts. After she left the Shiwei Building, she went to the painting workshop to buy paintings, which made her lie in front of Ji Yun. Jibaozhai was not far from the Shiwei Building, so Song Ruoxi did not get on the car. She took Canniang Niang and the other two to walk and watched, bought some gadgets by the way, and went into the cloth shop to buy cloth.

Jibaozhai not only sells calligraphy and paintings, but also sells antiques and jade. Because it is still at dinner time, there are not many customers in the store. Only one man is watching the antiques on the shelves, and the waiter is with a flattering smile on his face.

Song Ruoxi glanced at him and did not pay much attention. He looked at the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall. The shopkeeper was about to come to greet the business, so a few more people might as well come in. The shopkeeper's face changed slightly, but he had to go forward with a slight stammer and smiled, "Mr. Li, you are here!"

Song Ruoxi looked sideways and saw a man in his twenties in his brocade clothes, wearing a red embroidered brocade robe and waving a folding fan in his hand. He looked pretty good, but his face was filled with excessively dark wine color, and his eyes were swaying around, but he saw that it was not a good thing.

"Don't worry about me." Young Master Li said and headed straight for Song Ruoxi.

"What are you going to do?" Qinghe stopped in front of Song Ruoxi.

The young master Li laughed twice, put away the folding fan, reached over to pick Qinghe's chin, and said in a vague way: "I look good, I want you to go back to warm the bed."

Qinghe reached out and grabbed the folding fan, pushed hard, pushed Young Master Li back three steps, and said sternly: "Get out!"

"Ah, the girl is still a handicraft, I like it." Young Master Li was so bold.

Qinghe said in a deep voice: "If you dare to speak in vain again, don't blame me for hurting others."

"Young Master Li Wu, what should I do to ignore the laws and disciplines in broad daylight and tease a woman?" The man standing aside and looking at the antique suddenly spoke.

Song Ruoxi looked back and saw that the man looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Zuo Dongnian, you are fucking, you dare to care about your own business. You're not going to die?" Li Wu Shao said sternly.

"Young Master Li Wu, today's wise and wise. Even if your sister is the current favorite concubine and you are a royal relative, you are unable to tell me. You will be more guilty of teasing a girl in the street. If you alarm the government, you will definitely not be able to get it. I advise you to leave quickly." Zuo Dongnian sneered.

"I'm not teasing a girl. I've taken a fancy to this girl and want to buy it." Li Wu Shao tilted his head and looked like a scoundrel.

Song Ruoxi whispered: "Cannabi, scare him."

"This man has a good opinion, but this girl in my family won't sell her. If you want to buy her, unless." The silkworm girl said as she took out a ingot of silver from her purse and squeezed it hard. The silver became deformed and threw it to Young Master Li Wu, "Unless the ingot of silver is restored to its original state."

Although Li Wushao relied on Li Menglan to become a concubine and was domineering in the capital and arrogant, he was not the kind of stupid person. When he saw the deformed silver, he knew that he had a dim face turned pale and said, "I have something to do, I won't be as good as you."

As he said that, he led the two servants away in shame.

"Thank you, Lord Zuo, for helping you." Song Ruoxi bowed.

"Miss Song is polite, I am ashamed and I didn't help." Zuo Dongnian saw that Song Ruoxi did not bring her guards, and was afraid that she would suffer a loss, but he didn't expect that an ordinary woman beside her was also a master. His words seemed a little unnecessary.

"Mr. Zuo is not afraid of power and speaks for justice, which makes shameless people frightened. Otherwise, how could we, a woman, scare him away?" Song Ruoxi said politely.

Zuo Dongnian smiled and asked, "Did Miss Song come here to buy paintings?"

"These paintings are all good, I don't know which one to choose? Do you have any good opinions?" Song Ruoxi knew that he was unwilling to take credit for this, so he followed his wishes and changed the topic.

Zuo Dongnian took a closer look and said, "In my opinion, this "Spring Picture of the Lake Sky" has novel composition, flexible use of brush and ink, and profound artistic conception, which is indeed a masterpiece."

"Shopkeeper, I want this "Spring Picture of Lake Sky"." Song Ruoxi said loudly.

Seeing that Song Ruoxi really adopted his opinion, Zuo Dongnian smiled even deeper. This girl Song did not have the arrogant aura of those famous ladies. She was not only twisted, but also generous, but also very understanding. No wonder Jiang Yan said that she was a wonderful person.

After buying a good painting, Song Ruoxi thanked Zuo Dongnian, took Canniang and the other two out of the store, got on the carriage, and left.

At the second gate, Song Ruoxi met Song Ruoying, who had just returned, "Three Sisters."

Seeing the things Xiangxiu and Qinghe were holding, Song Ruoying said, "Seventh Sister has a lot of spare money, and she bought so many things back."

Song Ruoxi was in a good mood and was too lazy to care about her. He smiled and said, "Three sisters, I have worked hard to go shopping. I want to go back to the yard to rest, but I have lost my companion."

After saying that, he left quickly without waiting for Song Ruoying to react.

Song Ruoying was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stomped her feet hard. She was also a concubine's son and daughter, why was she so generous? She could buy whatever she wanted.

Song Ruoxi happily brought a bunch of gadgets into the main courtyard of Zhuyin Courtyard, and placed them one by one for Ji Yun to see, "Mom, give this cloth to mom, add a new dress for mom."

"It's still my daughter who knows how to love my mother." Ji Yun hugged her and smiled so hard that she couldn't stop. "It's much better than those two brats who don't stay at home all day."

"Miss Seven is filial, and I miss you everywhere I go." Rong Qiao put the tea to Song Ruoxi and said flatteringly with a smile.

"Yinqiao skillfully took this cloth for her and asked her to make a piece of clothes for me. In a few days, I went out to wear it for a banquet." Ji Yun reached out and stroked Song Ruoxi's broken hair hanging from his forehead behind his ears, "Is it a day I have had fun?"

"Happy." Song Ruoxi smiled, "Xiangxiu, show the painting I bought today to my mother."

When Ji Yun was her daughter, she also learned piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After reading the painting, she nodded with a smile and said, "Although it is not a famous master's work, her painting skills are good. With time, this person will become famous all over the world."

"I am my mother's daughter, so of course I have a better vision." Song Ruoxi flattered Ji Yun.

Ji Yun laughed out loud and gently pinched her face, "I brag myself, I'm so thick-skinned!"

"What people are talking about is the truth, but I have a good vision." Song Ruoxi said coquettishly.

Ji Yun asked with a smile: "What did you eat outside at noon?"

Song Ruoxi counted them one by one to Ji Yun.

Two days passed quickly, and Song Ruoxi took this "Lake Sky and Spring Color Picture" to the Zhou Mansion for a banquet. In addition to Song Ruoxi, Zhou Siyi also invited three girls, one of whom was Wei Qingyu. The other two were Princess Rongshu's eldest daughter Ren Wanqiu, and the other was Ye Dongyuan, the granddaughter of the left prime minister of the Secretariat.

Song Ruoxi was late. When she arrived, the other three girls were already sitting in the warm room and drinking tea. Zhou Siyi greeted her with her hand and came in, "Sister Song, this is the lord of Jiarou County."

Ren Wanqiu was named Jiarou, and she is Princess Rongshu's only daughter.

"The little girl has met the county lord and I wish you good fortune to the county lord." Song Ruoxi gave a standard gift.

"Miss Song, don't be too polite, please get up." Ren Wanqiu helped her with both hands.

Song Ruoxi looked up and saw that Ren Wanqiu had a pretty face, but his lips were slightly purple. It was a symptom of heart disease, and he frowned slightly.

"This is Ye Dongyuan, and her father is Si Tongzhi, the salt transfer envoy."

"Hello Miss Ye." Song Ruoxi bowed.

Ye Zuoqiao and Ji Youqiao had different political views. Song Ruoxi had forgotten the "past events", but Ye Dongyuan knew it clearly. She was so tired of the house and was ashamed of the darkness. She looked faint and nodded coldly and proudly, and did not greet Song Ruoxi.

A hint of displeasure flashed in Zhou Siyi's eyes, and she continued to introduce Song Ruoxi, "This..."

"Siyi, you don't need to introduce it. I know Ruoxi." Wei Qingyu said with a smile.

Zhou Siyi smiled and asked Song Ruoxi to sit down, and ordered the maid to serve hot tea.

"Okay, okay, don't talk about gossip, read the painting first!" Wei Qingyu said anxiously.

"If you want to see it, you should also look at the paintings you brought first." Zhou Siyi smiled.

The other three girls also brought the paintings, Wei Qingyu was a picture of "Lotus Duck", Ren Wanqiu was a picture of "Reeds and Gooses", and Ye Dongyuan was a picture of "Green Mountains and Red Trees".

"Look at me first." Wei Qingyu took the initiative.
To be continued...