Dressed as a vicious stepmother, farming and raising cubs

Su Liu didn't take the other people's attitudes to heart and looked up.

On the highest seat, a middle-aged man in rich clothes could be vaguely seen, with an elegant and elegant demeanor. On the left and right sides were standing maidservants. It was obvious at a glance that the owner of this poetry meeting was. According to the information she had obtained before. According to the news, he should be the local prefect.

The poetry meeting officially began. The prefect stood up, held up a small and exquisite wine glass, and spoke in a loud voice like a bell:
  “Given this situation, let’s take ‘Landscape’ as the theme for our first round today!”

Then, he took a banana leaf from the hand of the maid, placed it on the water, and put the wine glass on it.

The small wine glass flowed down the river, rippling with the ripples of the water, and finally stopped in front of a person.

A slender white hand gently lifted the wine glass, and everyone's eyes focused on this person.

Su Liu was no exception. He stretched his neck and looked over, and was suddenly surprised.

Isn't this the handsome young man I met on the road just now? It was his turn first.

I saw him raising the wine glass high, a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and said loudly:

"The mountains are like Xian's snow, and the water is like stone springs. Thousands of valleys are filled with voices, and thousands of rocks are covered with greenery."

Everyone can tell that this poem describes the scene of Fengshui Villa today, and it cleverly incorporates metaphors. It is full of pictures and charm when read. It is enough to write such a high-level poem in a short time. its level.

Such an effortless performance naturally received thunderous applause, including praise from some young women.

Su Liu was also a little surprised. He didn't expect this person to perform so brilliantly.

Then, she heard the whispers of the two women sitting next to her:
  "As expected of the second son of the General's Mansion, I heard that he was the first to win in the past."

"That's right. He is so handsome. It would be great if I could marry him!"

"Dream you!"

……

This conversation made Su Liu feel like she was struck by lightning. She never expected that this person was actually the person she was looking for on this trip. Wen Shiche, the second son of the Wen family, was also one of her biological brothers.

To be honest, this was very different from the image of a playboy she had imagined, and was even a bit inconsistent.

After Wen Shiche finished reciting the poem, he gently rolled up his sleeves and put the wine glass back on the banana leaf on the water surface, letting it continue to drift downward.

The wine glass stopped in front of several people one after another. Some of the people who got the wine glass could successfully compose a poem, while others were stumbling and could only drink three glasses of wine as a penalty, but no one could surpass Wen Shiche.

Soon, the wine glass floated in front of Su Liu, spun on the spot a few times, and actually stopped.

Everyone's eyes also focused on her, but there was some scrutiny and contempt in their eyes.

You could even faintly hear sneers, as if you were waiting to see her joke.

Su Liu picked up the wine glass very calmly and followed the example of others, raising it high above his head.

She thought about it for a moment in her mind, and then slowly said:

"The sun sets over the mountains and the Yellow River flows into the sea. I want to see a thousand miles away and reach a higher level."

Su Liu was not good at literature. In a short period of time, he could only think of the song "Climbing the Stork Tower" that fit the theme of landscape.

This poem is familiar to everyone in modern times, but for those present, it was the first time they heard it.

There was silence all around. No one thought that this girl who looked a little shabby could actually compose such a poem.

After a long while, the prefect took the lead in applauding and praised:

"What a poem!"

Indeed, this poem is superior to Wen Shiche's in terms of rhythm and artistic conception, because it was written by a famous poet. With the prefect setting an example, the others could only applaud along with them even if they were reluctant.

Su Liu smiled calmly, bowed to everyone, put the wine glass back, and sat down again.

The topic of the second round was "Pear Blossom". It was spring at this time, and everyone felt inspired and created many masterpieces.

When it was Su Liu's turn again, she chanted:

"The cold beauty overwhelms the snow, and the lingering fragrance suddenly enters the clothes. The spring breeze is uncertain, blowing towards the jade steps."

This time, there was a burst of exclamation from the surroundings, and frequent glances were cast towards him. The unfriendly attitude at the beginning turned into inquiry and surprise.

After several more rounds, whenever it was Su Liu's turn, she would deal with it in the same way.

In this poetry meeting, she stole the show. Since all the poems she recited were from famous poets, there was no one present who could compare with her.

Originally, Wen Shiche's performance was already very good, but in comparison, it was much inferior.

Finally, the prefect sitting at the top could not help but ask:

"Girl, please forgive me for being rude, but whose daughter are you? Can you leave a name?"

This question also raised everyone's doubts. For this kind of poetry gathering, all the people invited were from well-known families. Even if they didn't know each other, most of them were familiar with each other. Only Su Liu was a completely unfamiliar face to them. .

Su Liu secretly complained in his heart that he had gone too far with his coolness this time and actually attracted the attention of the prefect.

"Haha, Lord Prefect, you are such a noble person and forget things. I am... from the Su family in the west of the city!"

On the surface, she still pretended to be calm, laughed twice, and tried to get through. But after hearing her words, the prefect actually thought about it carefully.

"The Su family in the west of the city, who is here..."

Before the other party could react, she quickly said:

"Master Taishou, the little girl is a little anxious. She needs to change her clothes first. Please excuse yourself first!"

After saying that, under everyone's gaze, she hurriedly left her seat and disappeared from everyone's sight.

Su Liu almost ran away, changing direction midway and running towards the nearest exit.

She sighed as she started walking down the mountain again.

Such a great opportunity was wasted like this. If I had known better, I shouldn't have memorized so many poems.

However, she met Wen Shiche before entering the venue, and he acted very high-key just now. She must have become familiar with him, and she would have a reason to talk to him next time she saw him, right?
  Thinking like this, she walked down the mountain step by step, deciding to go back to Jade City first and then make long-term plans.

At this time, he suddenly felt a light tap on his shoulder.

"Stay away, girl!"

Turning around, he met those clear eyes again.

"It's you?"

Su Liu felt secretly happy. She didn't expect Wen Shiche to come to him, but he looked calm and composed on his face.

Wen Shiche seemed to be running after her, his breathing uneven:

"I wonder if I am lucky enough to know the girl's name?