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Discussing Ancient Poems in the Taste of Fine Wines

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    Linhu Pavilion, as the name suggests, is built facing a puddle of clear water in the garden. It is a beautiful roll-top-style building. It is called a pavilion, but it is actually a waterside pavilion with half of its side exposed into the water. It is really bright and bright. The interior of the pavilion is decorated  Extremely exquisite.

    The west side facing the water is decorated with carved round light shields, the east side is a floor-to-ceiling door, and the north and south sides are simple window panes. It has the beauty of the quaint scrolls of Jiangnan garden buildings. There is a spacious platform outside the pavilion, part of which is built on the  On the shore, part of it extends into the water.  The water-crossing part is erected above the water surface with beams and columns.  The platform is facing the water and surrounded by low railings, with goose-neck chairs for sitting and leaning.

    There should be green lotuses planted below, but now there are still a few broken branches standing on the water. I think about it if it comes to a summer evening, a lake of green lotus with a clear breeze and a bright moon, what a wonderful scene it will be.  .

    The floor-to-ceiling doors and windows in the Xuan Pavilion are open and connected to the platform, which is very transparent. There is a word hanging between the window panes, which is a small poem by Wang Wei:

    "A light boat welcomes guests as they come up the lake. When the pavilion is filled with bottles of wine, hibiscus blooms on all sides."

    The font looks familiar. There is a landscape painting in the west room of my grandmother. The calligraphy is related to the hand of someone. Xie Qiao looks at the signature below, but he is also an old man from Nanshan. He wonders who this person is.

    Seeing her confused look, Xie Baoshu couldn't help but smile to himself, leaned over and whispered:

    "This is the name of our grandfather"

    Xie Qiao suddenly realized, no wonder it was hanging in his grandmother¡¯s house in Dongzhengyuan. He thought that this Nanshan old man was his grandfather¡¯s number. Wasn¡¯t this always the case in the ancients? Thinking of this, he tilted his head and looked at Xie Baoshu and said:

    "What's your number?"

    Xie Baoshu chuckled, stretched out his fan and tapped her forehead:

    ¡°You look smart on your face, but you¡¯re actually half-dumb. Those numbers are reserved only for famous people, but your big brother and I are not that powerful now.¡±

    Qin Siming came over quietly, glanced at the siblings back and forth and said:

    "Of course you brothers and sisters are close, but it doesn't make sense to leave us alone and talk about our own opinions here. What do you brothers and sisters have to say? How about we listen to it?  "

    When Zhang Jingsheng and He Ziqian heard Qin Siming¡¯s words, they also stepped over and said:

    "No, we just looked at you two. We laughed and felt happy when we looked at this picture. We don't know what's so funny about it."

    Xie Baoshu said:

    "Third sister asked me for my number here. I said I'm not that powerful yet. I dare to give myself a number."

    The three of them all burst out laughing after hearing this.  Personally, I think she was annoyed and even more happy.

    The old lady saw Xie Qiao coming over with a lawsuit on his head, so she smiled and held her hand:

    "What's wrong, but your eldest brother bullied you?"

    Xie Qiao pouted, shook her head, and couldn't help laughing. The old lady patted her hand and said:

    ¡°The older I get, the more I¡¯m like a child. Now I¡¯m laughing, and now I¡¯m angry. I can¡¯t do anything to you.¡±

    Although the floor-to-ceiling doors and windows were all open, they were covered with a veil of mist, because it was March outside, and the catkin fireworks were flying everywhere with the wind. If they got in, they would fall on the vegetables.

    In the spacious pavilion, there are two Eight Immortals tables with carved marble and several red sandalwood girdles and four-legged seats. On the old lady's side, six people, Qin Siming, Xie Baoshu, Zhang Jingsheng, He Ziqian and Xie Qiao, sat at one table.  The eldest wife and the second wife over there were going to set the rules for the old lady, but it was the old lady who said:

    "Today is different from the past. You two should relax for a day. I have Qiaoyue Qiaolan serving me here and three girls taking care of me. There is no need for you to stand by with white eyebrows and red eyes."

    The two ladies then apologized and sat at another table with the three girls.

    Suddenly, the little girls below came in carrying food boxes, but stopped when they reached the door of the Xuan Pavilion. Mother Xie, with a few proper women, opened them one by one, handed them over, and then passed by the older girls.  His hands put everything on the table, delicacies from the mountains and seas, seasonal side dishes, although there are many varieties, but they are all served on small and exquisite pastel rich and long-lasting porcelain plates, which is really beautiful.

    Qiaoyue, Qiaolan, and Qiaomei, who were following the uncle, held up their ivory tusks and served dishes to the masters on the table, but the old lady said:

    "Why no wine?"

    Thank you mother for your busy response:

    ¡°I¡¯m sending someone to get it from the wine cellar.¡±

    The old lady smiled and said:

    "This??Lan nodded, Zhang Jingsheng said regretfully:

    "That's what I like to eat the most. I will definitely ask my mother to pick up my sister and live with me for a while, but she will have to cook it every day so that I can eat it."

    Qiaolan couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard what he said was interesting. He Ziqian rolled his eyes at him and said:

    "Thank you for thinking that you, Sister Qiao, are your family's cook. She cooks for you every day and talks nonsense. Sister Qiao, why don't you write down the recipe for making dim sum? I'll hand it over."  Give it to the women under the kitchen stove at my house and let them study it. If there is anything they don¡¯t understand, I can ask my sister again."

    Xie Qiao nodded and said:

    "It's not difficult. I'll write down a detailed list later and give you one. Let your masters look at it and study it. Maybe the one you make will be better than mine."

    Qin Siming looked at her with a slight smile and said:

    "Sister Qiao, please don't favor one over the other. I also like that snack, so Fang Zi also wants a portion."

    Xie Qiao couldn't help but hesitate a little. Ancient ethics were very strict. It wouldn't matter if what he wrote fell into the houses of Zhang Jingsheng and He Ziqian. They were all relatives, but in the Anping Prince's house, it was really inappropriate. Besides, he was only ten years old.  , but Qin Siming is already sixteen. If he marries a wife in the future and sees his handwriting on her, shouldn't he cause unnecessary trouble?

    But when he asked for it, he asked for it in person, but he couldn't refuse, so he was a little embarrassed.

    Xie Baoshu looked at the expressions of the two people, understood something, and opened his mouth to make a rescue:

    "The handwriting of the third sister is good, but it is a pity that she writes slowly. It would be faster if the third sister writes one copy and gives it to me first, and I make three copies of each to give to you."

    Xie Qiao felt relieved, squatted down and said:

    "That's it, my sister thanks my big brother."

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