Soon, the little girls started playing.
If you lose, you can either paint, drink tea, or show off your talents.
Anyway, they are all in the boat and no one else can see them, so there is no need to worry about embarrassment or anything like that.
And since there are no male guests around, they can have more fun and have nothing to fear.
Even Miss Wei Liu looked solemn and dignified, but others also followed her.
This is a person who attaches great importance to rules, and Dong Nuan finally understands this.
When playing Fei Hua Ling, people think it is also a kind of rule that needs to be followed, so even if her behavior is not dignified sometimes, she frowns slightly and tolerates it.
However, Miss Wei Liu has always given people a strong sense of oppression.
At this moment, Dong Nuan suddenly understood what Gou Qingyun meant when she said before that the other person's future husband's family would definitely be under pressure.
Indeed, this is also the center of stress when it comes to your own home.
In the past, Dong Nuan rarely organized games. Most of them were banquets held by the Cao Mansion. When everyone was having fun, the girls were not so close because there were ladies and others among them.
Miss Wei Liu attaches great importance to rules, so she rarely goes out, but Dong Nuan has no friendship with her.
Even if there is Gou Qingyun among them, as Gou Qingyun said herself, she and this cousin are not closely related, let alone the others.
Just as Dong Nuan was freed from the oppressive feeling of Miss Wei Liu, she soon heard the voice of Miss Wen Er.
The little girl just picked up a poem, but no one had heard it before. Wu Ruoruo gave a friendly reminder: "You haven't heard of this either."
Then, the little girl exploded. She stood up, holding the hem of her skirt in one hand for fear of getting stained. The other hand pinched her waist and raised her neck like a proud little peacock: "Why not?"
Have you heard of it? That is a poem written by my elder brother. Since it was written by a human being, it can be used. Why can’t it be used? "
After finishing speaking, Xiaobangjing was still unconvinced and added in a high voice: "Just because you haven't heard it, it doesn't mean that this poem does not exist. Then the poems we memorize were all written by our ancestors.
, they are all slowly passed down, who says my brother’s can’t be good?”
…
Okay, the little girl dominated the whole audience by herself.
As expected of you, Gangjing.
Wu Ruoruo already had a headache. Meng Rong was holding the cup of tea, ready to touch the whip.
Miss Wei Liu, who had been sitting dignifiedly like a dummy, turned her head and looked at Miss Wen Er with admiration.
In the sudden warmth of winter, I actually couldn't tell where the other person's appreciation came from and why it went away.
Wu Ruoruo finally got a headache from being bullied. She raised her hands to express that she couldn't bear it anymore: "Okay, okay, forget it, let's go next, okay?"
Upon hearing this, Xiaogangjing was unhappy again: "How can you say it's a calculation? This is what it is."
…
Dong Nuan saw with keen eyes that Meng Rong's whip was really uncontrollable.
She smiled and said: "Yes, it is."
Dong Nuan thinks that it will be fine just follow what Gang Jing says.
It's just for fun, there's no need to be serious.
When the second girl Wen heard this, she realized that it was Dong Nuan who had spoken. She originally wanted to start a fight, but it seemed that she was still unconvinced. However, considering that Dong Nuan was the master of the family and had saved the third brother's life, she finally gave up.
fire.
However, this wave still gave other friends a warning.
That is, no matter what Xiao Gangjing chants, let her live it, let her live it!!!
Don't let her speak again!
But what Dong Nuan never expected was that Xiaobang Jing finally turned off, Xiao Sumu... ah no, Miss Wei Liu actually took the initiative to speak: "Second Miss, I think your statement is not rigorous enough..."
Okay, Xiao Yanqian and Xiao Gangjing are still facing each other.
The two of them discussed and argued over whether the poems written by the eldest son of the Wen family could be regarded as ancient poems and whether they could be included in the Feihualing game.
Anyway, by the end of the conversation, all the friends were already numb, and the two of them hadn't finished their discussion yet.
The little gongjing probably didn't expect that she just went to Hezhou to recuperate for a few years, and after she came back, someone could be better at gong than her?
Miss Wei Liu also didn't expect that her always rigorous attitude would be questioned, so she couldn't help but refute more.
Then, a good flying flower order turned directly into a debate competition.
And it’s a case of one person each writing the pros and cons.
Dong Nuan heard the excitement and thought it was quite interesting, so he didn't stop it.
Others were confused at first, but as they listened, sometimes they actually thought it made sense, so they calmed down and listened carefully.
Two people discussed a poem, whether it was considered an ancient poem, and whether a person was considered a human being, and whether a pig was considered a pig...
I have to say, the painting style is very unique.
It is rare for noble ladies to face such a noisy scene and actually feel very comfortable.
Don't ask, just ask. It's quite interesting to listen to. It's more interesting than the stage set up by some opera troupes, and the singing is more interesting.
Anyway, Dong Nuan was very fascinated by what she heard, and sometimes she couldn't help but think about the issues discussed by the two people.
Meng Rong couldn't stand listening at first. She discussed all these head-scratching discussions the most, but as she listened, she actually felt that what both people said was very reasonable.
Then, she couldn't help but join in.
The discussion between the two turned into a three-way dispute.
After all, Meng Rong is a martial artist, so she doesn't take advantage of her when it comes to writing.
Most of the time, we are at a disadvantage.
Then, the two noble ladies who wanted to discuss the eldest princess' mansion couldn't help but want to say a few words for Meng Rong and joined the fight.
At the end, Wu Ruoruo couldn't help it and came along.
Then, it turned into a massive brawl.
The main house, Dong Nuan, is left to watch the excitement, eat melon and drink tea, and the experience is still very novel.
But later on, Miss Wen Er probably thought the fruit was delicious before and ate too much. Now she felt urgent and inconvenient to urinate.
Then, the event had to be temporarily suspended.
"Sorry, excuse me for a moment." Miss Wen Er was really anxious, so after saying this, she hurriedly left the scene.
Naturally, there is a cleaning bucket on the ship for everyone's convenience.
Miss Wen went back as soon as she left, followed by the other girls.
After the big battle, although everyone still had some unfinished thoughts, after thinking about it, we couldn't just talk about it when we came out to play.
Moreover, they just heard some movement on the boat next door, which seemed to be fishing.
Then, they also want to play.
Meng Rong was naturally the first to bring it up. She knew how to play: "Let's go, let's go fishing. We can't lose to the boat next door."
As soon as she said this, the girls' fighting spirit also increased. If rolling up their sleeves hadn't looked ugly, they might have rolled them up to show their momentum.
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