Rebirth of the noble daughter

Chapter 65
After repeating Yin Canwen's poem several times, Wen Xinglu looked at him with a little more complicated eyes.

Although heroes cherish heroes, for a person like him who is proud of his talents, it is impossible to really convince a person unless he is crushed by a horse.

The paper in his hand was secretly pinched into a ball, seeing the crowd's pursuit of Yin Canwen, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Mengsheng watched from the side, revealing a hint of calculation, and said that watching the excitement was not a big deal, "It's just to take the lead, if my cousin sent the note up a little earlier than him, I don't know who is the one who stole the limelight today." Woolen cloth."

Wen Xinglu's expression was a little dignified, what he hated most in his life was when others compared him.

"Cousin, you are being polite. Brother Yin's talent is not something I can match."

Having said that, Wen Mengsheng took a complete look at the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He transcribed the poem just now again, but unfortunately, after handing in his paper, he was praised, but the academicians were not as enthusiastic about him as Yin Canwen.

An hour later, the winner was announced.

All four academicians named Yin Canwen as No.1 in the first round, and Wen Xinglu clenched his fists again, "It's just a folk competition. Whoever can have the last laugh depends on Chunwei."

In words, he was quite disdainful towards Yin Canwen.

"My cousin is right."

Wen Mengsheng replied with a smile, this cousin's talent and learning are far superior to his, and he will definitely have a good future in the future, so it is only natural to have a good relationship with him.

Standing around are all the students who are looking forward to Wen Mengsheng in the academy, and they naturally don't like Yin Canwen's appearance of stealing the limelight now.

Reminded by Wen Mengsheng's eyes, there was another burst of fanning the flames.

Feng Jinyao saw their words and deeds in her eyes, and her dislike for Wen Mengsheng became more and more obvious in her heart.

Borrowing a knife to kill someone is his usual tactic, but it's a pity that he met her in this life, whoever borrows a knife kills is not sure.

In previous years, Yangchun Poetry Club would have three other competitions.

It's a pity that this year, because of academician Lu's health, he had to reduce the four rounds to two.

The theme of the second session was closely related to the greetings of all nations, which made the students from poor families get off their horses one after another, and lost a lot of limelight.

Compared with those brothers and sisters in the eastern capital city, they have never even met, how can they write poems like this?

Even trying to write it down is nothing more than empty expression, which is not satisfactory.

Many people couldn't even write complete lines of poetry within the allotted time, and the few lines of poetry were really difficult to be elegant.

Wen Xinglu took the lead, and once saw the grand scene outside the Changchun Building, so he was able to write the sentence, "Nine Heavens are closed and the palace is opened, and all nations are dressed in clothes and crowns." Academician Lu also deeply remembered it. stopped him.

"Not bad, it looks like next year's spring will have a lot to do."

After getting his comment, Wen Xinglu relaxed, and looked at Yin Canwen provocatively.

I saw that the latter did not have the annoyance and disdain of a defeated general, but congratulated him sincerely. In this way, it seemed that his face just now was a little narrow-minded.

Therefore, he was only happy for a moment, but he and Yin Canwen's Liang Zi were finally married.

After this competition, the reputation of Yin Canwen and Wen Xinglu was established among the students of Dongducheng. Some restaurant owners even set up a bet on the number one winner in the store after hearing the news.

Who will get it, has become the topic of conversation in the streets and alleys for a while.

Of course, this is something.

Right now, after the competition was over, Feng Er was not in a hurry to go back to the academy, but instead pulled Yin Canwen to stop Uncle Bai's carriage on the way.

The young servant of the Bai family knew the temper of the second son of the Feng family, but he dared not stop.

Fourth Uncle Bai was still sitting in the carriage with his eyes closed, but suddenly felt that the carriage was not going away, and asked outside.

"what happened?"

"Uncle, it's me."

The voice was familiar, and I knew Feng Jinlin immediately after hearing it. Fourth Uncle Bai smiled, "You must have been caught, but don't think that I will intercede for you."

His temperament is similar to watching the excitement, so how could he help them as an elder.

Feng Jinyao shrugged, looking at Bai Siruo's expression as if someone had caught him, but Bai Siruo was laughing.

"You, hurry up and go out with me. If the second brother curses, you have to stand in front of me."

Bai Siruo patted her on the shoulder, and said rather angrily, "Don't be afraid, I'll tell my cousin for you."

After finishing speaking, he lifted the curtain and jumped off the carriage, still dressed as a bookboy, looking at Feng Er without any fear.

"My cousin is so angry at me, don't scare A Yao."

"You still know how to protect Ayao, so you take her around all day long, and even dare to go to the poetry club to mess around, aren't you afraid of being discovered? There are not a few young masters who have seen you two in the Eastern Capital."

What Feng Er is most worried about is this, for fear of being discovered by others, which will damage their reputation.

Bai Siruo smiled, "Don't worry, I just saw it a few times at the banquet, how could I really remember it."

Only now did Feng Er dare to take a good look at her attire. Indeed, without looking carefully, she wouldn't even be able to tell that she was a woman disguised as a man.

"Hmph, you can do it yourself. Don't take Ayao away next time. She will be married next year. If it affects her marriage proposal, let's see how grandma and my mother deal with you."

Although the words were threatening, they couldn't scare Bai Siruo.

On the contrary, Yin Canwen next to him was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

And Ji?Isn't that a woman?
Does it mean that the two people behind Mr. Bai today are all women?

Yin Canwen lost his composure for an instant, but after all, he was on the street, and even Feng Er lowered his voice to speak, no matter how surprised he was, he didn't dare to make any noise.

I saw a pair of small, plain hands pushing aside the curtain to look at them.

Even though she is also a book boy, she is very pretty. If she hadn't known in advance that she was a girl, she might have thought she was a book boy who hadn't grown up.

Then I heard a pleasant voice saying, "Second brother, don't blame me, I overstepped the rules. Let's talk about it when we go home."

Yin Canwen felt his heart skip a beat.

Even if he didn't see him, Yin Canwen felt that he was already trapped.

Feng Er was busy getting angry, but he didn't notice the reaction of the people around him, so he said, "Be careful on the road, we'll talk about it when we get home."

Bai Siruo nodded, and after getting into the carriage, the driver saw Feng Er galloping his horse and ran forward, followed by waving his whip a few times to make the carriage run a few steps faster.

Since Yin Canwen got acquainted with Feng Er, it was the first time to enter the gate of Feng's house.

The mansion is quiet and the servants are well behaved. It is majestic and graceful, and it is indeed the style of everyone.

Suddenly remembering the voice just now, I was a little lost in thought.

Feng Er placed him in his own courtyard, and strode towards Ning'an courtyard where Feng Jinyao was.

　The words and sentences quoted in this chapter come from Wang Wei's "He Jiasheren's Works in the Early Dynasty of Daming Palace", hope to know.

　　
　
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