I dress up as a poor noblewoman, and I bring my whole family home with my literary talent.

Chapter 23 Princess Birthday Banquet
Song Lingyi was frightened by her aura and thought that she would not do anything.

This bull is so tall and strong that he can't withstand a punch.

But he didn't expect that the woman sitting opposite him would storm out of the East Hall after yelling.

Song Lingyi: “…” What is this for?
Xiao Xuan glared at Song Lingyi. "Do you know that the Marquis of Wu'an and the General of the Cavalry are old friends? Miss Zhao is the legitimate daughter of the General's Mansion. How can a poor person like you compare to her? If Miss Zhao had not gone to the border with her parents a few years ago, would you have been able to take advantage of this opportunity to seduce Young Marquis Xie?!"

It turns out she is the daughter of a general, no wonder she is so different.

Song Lingyi didn't want to pay attention to Xiao Xuan and pretended not to hear her sarcasm.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the front yard.

It turned out that Zhao Yinxian rushed out of the East Hall and went directly to find Xie Yanshu. The two of them argued fiercely under the eaves of the corridor.

Zhao Yinxian: "I heard you have a confidante!?"

The eyes of the people around him all shot over, and Xie Yanshu's face instantly turned red: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Aren't you admiring the talent of the girl from the Song family? Do you have so much to talk about, from poetry and songs to the philosophy of life?" Zhao Yinxian bit her back teeth.

Xie Yanshu was stunned, thinking that Zhao Yinxian had imagined these jealous words, and quickly explained: "The Song family girl and I are innocent, don't think too much, and don't ruin the girl's reputation in public."

After saying that, he went straight into the West Hall, and Zhao Yinxian could not follow him in.

Back in the East Hall, Xiao Xuan came up to him and said, "Don't worry, I have a way to deal with her. I will definitely help you get rid of your anger."

A group of female relatives attended in turn

Then, from outside the East Hall, a long voice of a eunuch was heard: "Her Royal Highness the Princess has arrived——"

Instantly, everyone stood up, straightened their clothes, bowed their heads, and shouted in unison: "Your Highness greets Her Royal Highness, may Her Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years!"

The uniform shouts from the mountains rang out in the bright and elegant East Hall, with the tail end lingering in the air.

The female relatives looked at Princess Qi Yang and sat down at the main seat. Today, Princess Qi Yang was still dignified and elegant. Her gentle but majestic voice sounded, "No need to be polite, please stand up!"

"Thank you, Your Highness Princess!"

Everyone is seated
Princess Qi Yang looked at Song Lingyi who was sitting on her right with a warm gaze, "I heard that Miss Song Wu was not feeling well recently. Are you feeling much better today?" The gentle and soft words made Song Lingyi's heart soften into a pool of water.

During the time she was away from Chang'an, the Song family refused to receive visitors on the grounds that Song Lingyi was ill.

"I'm much better now. Thank you for your concern, Princess."

Princess Qi Yang turned to look at Zhao Yinxian again, her tone much more stern: "I heard from the maid that you and Xie Yanshu had another quarrel just now?"

Zhao Yinxian glanced at Song Lingyi across from her and said, "It was just a few words, not a quarrel."

"When you and Xie Yanshu are together, is there ever a day when you don't quarrel? You are just a pair of happy enemies." Princess Qi Yang scolded.

Zhao Yinxian bit her lip and said nothing

The smoke of agarwood incense rises from the green-glazed Suan Ni incense burner

Before the meal was served, Xiao Xuan suddenly raised his voice and said, "Your Highness, today is your birthday. Last time at the Zhuxia Banquet, Miss Song Wu wrote a poem of Qingpingdiao for you. This time, why not let Miss Song Wu write a poem to liven up the banquet."

As soon as these words came out, some noble ladies at the table echoed Song Lingyi and frowned.

It wasn't because she couldn't write poetry, but the feeling was very subtle. She was an invited guest like them, but they treated her like a monkey in a zoo.

"Just now I thought Miss Song Wu was unfamiliar. I thought she was the sister of a newly powerful family after the great victory at the border. It turns out that she is Miss Song who wrote two famous poems at the Zhuxia Banquet last time."

The noble lady who was speaking was sitting diagonally above and to the left of Song Lingyi. She was slightly plump and had a faint smile on her face, but there was a hint of contempt in her words.

Seizing Song Lingyi's hesitation, Xiao Xuan continued to add fuel to the fire, "Miss Song Wu has not expressed her opinion for so long, do you not want to celebrate the princess' birthday, or are you unable to write a poem?"

They didn't even give Song Lingyi a chance to refute. The plump lady said, "Sister Xiao, what you said is true. Miss Song is a talented woman who can write poems like 'The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble face' and 'Set sail to cross the vast ocean'. It's just a birthday poem, why can't she write it?"

The plump noble lady seemed to be speaking for Song Lingyi, but in fact she was singing the same tune as Xiao Xuan, leaving Song Lingyi no chance or excuse to refuse.

Princess Qi Yang, who was sitting in the host seat, saw what they were thinking but did not say anything to stop them. She just picked up the teacup and drank tea leisurely.

"That's not necessarily true." Xiao Xuan curled his lips. "Mr. Fan once said that poetry is the expression of the poet's inner feelings. Miss Song is young and has a very free and easy personality, but the poem she wrote has a sense of hesitation and frustration. I really don't know how she wrote it."

Song Lingyi's eyes darkened. What Xiao Xuan said was actually correct. She did not have the lofty ambitions of the Li family. Most women were trapped in the harem, unlike men who could strive for fame.

The feeling of being talented but not being recognized in the poem does seem a bit abrupt when applied to a concubine's daughter whose family has fallen on hard times.

Xiao Xuan's words caused a huge uproar, and some people began to doubt whether the two poems were really written by Song Lingyi.

Song Lingyi sighed inwardly and responded with a smile: "Today is the birthday of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Logically, I should write a birthday poem. But just now I heard you mention the great victory at the border, so I wanted to write a poem about the border."

He turned to look at Princess Qi Yang, "What do you think, Princess?"

Princess Qi Yang had her usual gentle smile on her face: "Miss Song has lived in Chang'an for a long time and has never been to the border. If you want to write a poem about the border battles, will it be too difficult?"

Xiao Xuan looked at her fearless look and said with disdain, "Since it was Miss Song's own suggestion, and Sister Zhao happened to be here today, Sister Zhao had been at the border for three years and is familiar with the border. Miss Song, just write it down. If there is anything wrong, Sister Zhao can also give me some advice."

Zhao Yinxian frowned when she was suddenly called upon. She was good at wielding swords and guns. If it was a martial arts competition, she could give some advice, but forget about writing poems and essays...

Princess Qi Yang raised her hand to call the maid and asked her to prepare the four treasures of the study.

After a while, the maid placed the four treasures of the study on Song Lingyi's desk.

The East Hall fell silent, and everyone looked at Song Lingyi intently.

Song Lingyi pretended to think for a while before picking up the pen to write on the rice paper.

When this poem came out, everyone in the room was shocked. The cold, tragic and thrilling scene of the border seemed to be right before their eyes.

There was a burst of applause at the table, and Xiao Xuan's face turned blue and white, becoming increasingly uglier.

Even Zhao Yinxian was shocked after reading it, and looked at Song Lingyi frequently. It was really hard to imagine that a woman who had lived in Chang'an for a long time and rarely went out could write a poem with the heroic spirit of a frontier soldier.

Princess Qi Yang was very satisfied. "Miss Song has never been to the border, but the poem she wrote vividly depicts the dangers of the border battles and the fearless spirit of the soldiers. She is truly talented."

During the banquet, the noble lady acted according to the situation, and her suspicion towards Song Lingyi disappeared.

(End of this chapter)