The West Flower Hall of Xinyuan is located in the west center of the entire garden. It is an open hall with floor-to-ceiling doors and windows on all sides, which is convenient for guests to see the scenery on all sides. The name of this hall is "Mu? Hall", which means being close to the grass.

Mu? The hall is facing the west of the Eze Pond, and the lingering and curved waters are planted with fragrant aquatic flowers and plants. The name is taken from the Book of Songs, "There is a Pudang in the Eze Pond, there is Pudang" in the Book of Songs.

The view from the north of the hall is better, just to see the rose fields not far away, and the roses of various colors spread out like huge rainbows in the northwest corner of Xinyuan.

Mu? The hall can be accessed on all sides, and the main entrance is located in the south of the hall.

Mrs. Wen and her daughter Wen Xizi stood at the front door of Mu Hall to welcome the female guest.

This is a flower hall dedicated to women's rest, so it is natural for men to enter. But it is still allowed to pass by the flower hall. Therefore, many men who "accidentally passed" in front of the door pretended to be laughing and walked over from here. Looking at the daughter who was greeting the host from afar, he was stunned. He stood in the local area and was stunned for a long time. He was suddenly "wake up" by others, and his face was red and smirked.

Even the picky wives couldn't help but praise: "Miss Xizi is really worthy of being called Xizi. She is full of fairy spirit." She praised on the surface, and secretly reminded her daughter: "You should stay away from her in the road, no matter how you dress up and stand by her, she is a fool."

Xizi had quietly wiped his sweat with a veil several times. Today is particularly hot, but fortunately he stood under a big sycamore tree, otherwise he would have to take off his skin.

Fortunately, Sui Yun’s bun is tighter today, otherwise she wouldn’t even handle the makeup if she loosened her hair. For the first time, Xizi felt that she had too few sisters, otherwise she would have been able to share the worries of her mother today. Jiang Qiuyi really wanted to help her mother-in-law receive female guests, but she had not passed the door yet. If she stood in the position of the master’s house, she would inevitably be picked up by people.

Xizi helped the purple rose on his hair, and fanned his mother himself. Mrs. Wen also wiped her sweat: "It's so hot today, it's time to use ice."

"I have ordered them to put them in various halls, and even the anti-heat pills are prepared." Xizi said softly.

"When the people in the hall are almost full, I will go in to entertain them." Although Mrs. Wen was tired today, she could tell that she was in a good mood. "You will prepare for the dance in a while, and you don't have to worry about it. Although Qiuyi is not convenient for us to welcome guests, she can accompany me to greet and laugh with the guests later."

Xizi nodded: "I was the last dancer. There were several people in front of me, so there was no hurry." Then he said that, and then he posted a photo in the flower hall: "There are almost half of the guests in the hall. Mom should go and arrange it. It's so cool, otherwise your body will not be able to bear it."

Mrs. Wen sighed at her daughter's sensibility and filial piety. When she heard the familiar wives in the hall call her over, she told the girls: "Use some ice at the door, don't heat up the girl, remember to let the girl eat some human pills."

When Mrs. Wen entered the flower hall, she saw many young wives looking through the invitation booklets. Mrs. Wen smiled and said, "We are all here to play today. Can you be a female student again?! They lowered their heads, looking at and reading. Could it be that they still have to take the female top scorer?!"

Everyone laughed when they said it, and a familiar wife said with interest: "If you want to talk about the top scorer in dressing, Xizi will be the second in terms of the second place, I am afraid no one dares to compete for the first place!"

Another wife who came with her daughter opened the book and said, "I heard that Miss Wen's outfits are customized from Haiyi Pavilion from head to toe!" As she said that, she leaned closer to Mrs. Wen and said, "Is this post true? Is it really all the costumes of Qianjin really made by Haiyi Pavilion?"

"It's not entirely," Mrs. Wen joked with a serious expression, "The roses on my daughter's head are all grown by our family!"

Everyone laughed again when they said it, and Mrs. Wen sat next to Mrs. Tang: "With the ancestors of Haiyi Pavilion testified, I have nothing to say to you!"

Old Mrs. Tang patted her hands: "It's time for their family to hold such a big banquet. Look at this mistress who is talented and eloquent, and can have a son!"

The wives burst into laughter when they said one sentence, and with the coolness of the snow tray in the hall, they were in a particularly comfortable mood.

But the girls don’t like to join in the fun with the adults. Some are flipping through invitations and booklets, some sit together and whisper, secretly looking at the graceful Xizi in front of the flower hall, discussing her cool makeup, her rare dress, the beautiful colors on her temples, and her silk with countless small flowers cut from light gauze...

Every girl here made up her mind. After the rose banquet, the first place she went to was Haiyi Pavilion.

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Xizi still remembers Yingyuan's words at that time, "Purple is composed of blue and red, which is a superposition of cold and warm. In order to match the smoke-purple rose, we can start from the cool blue and arrange the color gradient of the entire body in sequence, from cool to warm, from clear to gorgeous. I think this should be a flowing cloud change that makes people unforgettable."

Xizi had to admit that Yingyuan was very genius in some aspects, had thinking that ordinary people could not reach, and the courage to act.

Thinking of this, I am very glad that I made a close friend of Yingyuan...

Now that the guests are almost here, not all female guests will come to the West Flower Hall. After all, the overall arrangement of the rose banquet is: all guests can act freely, those who are willing to watch the play, those who are willing to enjoy the dance, those who are willing to recite poems, essays, pianos, and cards. Even if they miss out on the meal, several kitchens will prepare various delicacies and snacks at any time, and will never neglect every guest.

Xizi was about to enter the flower hall to say hello to the guests, but suddenly he heard a quarrel not far away in front of him, so he hurriedly rushed over with his maid to see what was going on.

There were already many people around in front of me. It turned out to be a stubborn old man who refused to wear roses.

The little girl holding a rose bamboo plaque stood there, her face turned red and white when the old man said it. Several servants from the Wen family stood aside and persuaded each other and apologized.

One of the young men, who looked like the grandchild of an old man, frowned and said, "My grandfather has always been dressed in a graceful manner and has never even worn a golden hairpin, let alone these red and green flowers!"

Most of the onlookers were watching the fun, and they started to cheer on the side: "Old man, you should follow the guests and follow the customs of the countryside! Isn't it just to wear a flower? Will you still lose a piece of meat on your body?"

Some people also objected: "The invitation only said that those who attended the banquet would wear roses on their heads, and did not force everyone to wear roses! Could it be that the guest who did not wear roses should be driven out?!"

Another laughed: "Why should Mr. Bai be so stubborn and rigid? Look, the old man from the Tang family wore a big red flower, and the old man from the Jin family wore three pink flowers! There are also the old man from the Dan Tai family, who is in his 80s, one red and one green, not to mention how gorgeous it is!"

The young master of the Bai family glared and said, "Everyone has their own preferences. It's fine if my grandfather doesn't like it, why do you hurt others?"

This person said, "Who did I hurt?"

Mr. Bai clenched his fists: "You said my grandfather was stubborn and rigid!"

When Xizi saw that the situation was not good, he would not stop him, and he might have to fight and hurt others. At this moment, the servants in his family were all slight and could not use any effort. As the master's family, he had to come forward and persuade him personally.

"Please be careful." As soon as the voice was released, some people in the crowd turned around and saw where a nosy girl came from.

This time, we took the initiative to make way for a path.

Xizi calmed down and walked over with a smile, giving a younger gift to Mr. Bai first: "The little girl has long heard that the Bai family in the study is a family of poetry and rituals. Now she is lucky to meet her. Mr. Bai is indeed gentle and gentle."

Mr. Bai was frowning at first, but now when he heard the girl calling him "Mr. Bai", his anger was relieved, although he was a merchant family, he was also a scholar back then.

Mr. Bai looked at the girl who was talking with his hands behind his back. It didn't matter when he saw it. His face was still cold, and suddenly became warm like spring breeze: "Miss is so polite, the Bai family is just selling pens, ink, paper and inkstones."

Xizi smiled slightly and said a pleasing kill. He stretched out his jade hand and selected one from the bamboo plaque filled with fresh roses: "This flower is called 'Mo Mei'. When you are studying in the morning, you can water it with a small amount of ink to produce such elegant flowers. Moreover, the fragrance of 'Mo Mei' is not as rich as other roses, but is mixed with the fragrance of scent. The little girl dared to think that this ink rose can only be considered as the original owner if it is worn by Mr. Bai's hair."

Mr. Bai only felt that every word of this girl made him so comfortable. Just as he was about to agree happily, he suddenly heard his grandson say next to him: "Girl! I beg the girl to choose a rose for me!"

Xizi smiled faintly and first gave the Mo Mei in his hand to Mr. Bai, then turned around and chose a yellow reed rose from the bamboo plaque: "A gentleman makes friends with tea, this 'tea rose' is the most suitable for Mr. Bai."

Mr. Bai's brows were tightly frowning just now, and now it has been completely relaxed, with an uncontrollable smile on his face: "Thank you, Miss Bai, I should treasure this flower."

Everyone calmed down first, and after Daidai looked at the beauty, they rushed to say, "Girl, let's choose one!"

Some people also recognize Xizi: "Miss Wen, Miss Wen! Please ask Miss Wen to choose one for me!"

"I'll choose one for you!" A thick voice sounded behind the person.

The man turned around and saw that he was a nine-foot man, he was startled and said stutteringly: "I don't have to bother Master Wen San."

Wen Xidian smiled: "The roses of the Wen family are all cultivated below, and I know these roses better than those of my sister."

As a result, as soon as the beauty's brother appeared, everyone who was naughty scattered like birds and beasts.

"It's okay for Cha Mei, but I haven't heard of that Mo Mei." Wen Xidian looked at his sister, "When did he change the name of the black velvet?"

Xizi breathed a sigh of relief. The first time he spoke in front of so many people, he was still a little scared when he thought about it. He glanced at his third brother: "It was all just for the sake of wiping the urgent needs of the enemy. We were probably Tang Yingyuan."
Chapter completed!