The poisonous woman is frivolous, please be gentle with me, Your Highness.

Chapter 54 I Chapter Who knows, you might be the foil
"Yes, yes, I fell down accidentally. Please stop talking about my sister... It's all my fault..." Bai Qianyi said, but she pretended to be aggrieved and tolerant, which made everyone feel that she had suffered a great injustice, but dared not say it, and they all felt distressed.

"Miss Bai Si, don't explain for her. We all saw it! We will definitely make the decision for you!"

"That's right, the fourth lady is just too kind, that's why she is bullied by a concubine's daughter everywhere."

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"She...she is my sister after all, even if we have any conflicts, it must be my fault!
I was the one who insisted on asking her to stay, but I also wanted her to see more things and learn something from you guys!

I... I didn't expect to offend my sister, it's all my fault! Stop talking..." Bai Qianyi cried as she spoke, and her image of a pitiful little white flower was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

Bai Qianxi frowned, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her lips. "Don't you just want me to stay here to serve as a foil for you and make me look bad? I agree!
But... your wishful thinking is wrong, because today you will be the foil!"

Bai Qianxi's voice was clear, with a faint smile in her eyes. Bai Qianyi looked at Bai Qianxi, who was calm and confident, and was stunned for a moment, and then a hint of mockery flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Everyone can brag, you're just a fool!

This was even more true in everyone's hearts. There were ridicules and humiliations everywhere, but no one objected to her words that she wanted to stay, because they all wanted to avenge Bai Qianyi and let Bai Qianxi know her own worth!

Bai Qianyi stood up with the help of the noble lady beside her. Her face became gentle again, and they entered the poetry meeting place together.

The place where the poetry meeting was held was actually another hall in Juxian Hall. The hall was filled with calligraphy and works of famous people, including poems, calligraphy and paintings, each of which was remarkable and worthy of being sought after.

In a prominent position, a Wing Chun poem was hung, which was written by Bai Qianyi.

Bai Qianxi took a look and thought the poem was good. Although the handwriting was beautiful, it did not lose some strength. There was some strength in the writing!

As for this poem, others may not know it, but she knows that it was not written by her.

Since Qingzhou, in order to build her reputation as a talented woman, An would spend a lot of money every year to buy poems and pass them off as those written by Bai Qianyi. Unfortunately, she happened to come across this poem, which was one of them.

“I didn’t see Fourth Miss Bai writing poems in person last time. Fortunately, I can see it again today. It’s such an honor!

"Yes, it seems that there will be new poems added to this hall today! I am really looking forward to the fourth lady's masterpiece!"

Bai Qianyi heard the words of praise from everyone. She felt very proud inside, but she still maintained a humble look on her face, which once again aroused everyone's praise.

Bai Qianxi looked at her but did not reveal anything. However, the undisguised amusement in her eyes made Bai Qianyi inexplicably flustered. She had to suppress it with great difficulty and put a smile on her face again.

"Sister, you may not know that our poetry gatherings are quite casual. There are papers and pens over there. If you have any ideas, you can write them down. If they are good, you can hang them in this hall according to everyone's wishes for people to admire."

"However, the poetry competition here is fair and just. Although I am your sister, I cannot help you cheat, so if you want me to be your foil, I am afraid that is not possible. But all the gentlemen and ladies are easy to get along with. As long as you do your best, even if... even if you are a little bit worse, you will not be laughed at! Don't worry!"

Bai Qianyi spoke gently, but the look she gave Bai Qianxi was filled with mockery as if she was enjoying a good show.

Bai Qianxi curled her lips and shrugged indifferently, "Sister, you have to work hard too! Don't lose your reputation as a talented girl!"

Bai Qianyi choked, and trying hard to remain decent, could only give two dry laughs.

The poetry reading began. Some people already had ideas and started writing directly, while others were still communicating, trying to find some ideas. Bai Qianyi did not say anything, and her admirers took the lead in bringing her paper and pen and started writing.

Bai Qianyi smiled sweetly, pretended to think, and then began to write, attracting everyone's attention.

"Wait a minute!" Before Bai Qianyi finished writing, Bai Qianxi's voice rang out. "What's wrong?" Everyone was puzzled.

Bai Qianxi smiled as she looked at Bai Qianyi and slowly spoke, "Since this is a poetry gathering, there will naturally be some competition."

"How are you going to compete?"

"Of course I have to write according to a prescribed topic. If I were to write a poem casually, who knows if anyone would have bought the poem in advance and was waiting to become famous!" Bai Qianxi stared at Bai Qianyi, noticing every change in her eyes.

"…This…poetry gathering is just an opportunity to display one's knowledge and talent. It doesn't matter whether there are any rules or not!"

"How can they be the same? Poems written under the same topic, within a specified time, and with the same brush, ink, paper, and inkstone are comparable! Otherwise, wouldn't it be too imprecise and objective?" Bai Qianxi persuaded them step by step, and then looked at the people around her, "I think you all want to see better works!"

“I think it’s feasible! Only by setting the direction can the real work be displayed!”

"Yes, Miss Bai Si is so talented, I believe she will be able to produce excellent works even if the scope is limited!"

"Yes, let her do what she wants! She must admit defeat sincerely!"

The people around her responded to Bai Qianxi's words one by one.

Bai Qianyi was flustered and clenched her fingers unconsciously. Bai Qianxi's playful smile was reflected in her eyes. She felt depressed, but finally nodded, "Okay! Since my sister wants to do this, then I will do as you say!"

Bai Qianxi is just a fool. Even if the range is set, with her level, she can't be her opponent!

What's more, she has bought so many poems over the years that she can easily come up with one as long as the topic is not biased.

"Okay, I just have an idea. How about using weeds as the theme?"

After she came in, she also observed a lot of works. Most of the works liked to praise plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, describe spring, summer, autumn and winter, and sing about wind, flowers, snow and moon. Some of them also expressed inner aspirations. Naturally, no one would write a poem specially for a wild grass that can be seen at hand, and Bai Qianyi naturally bought poems according to the public's direction!

"Weeds? What can we do with weeds?"

"Yeah, it's not rare, they are everywhere, and they don't look pretty."

"But she's a well-known idiot, so she can only think of this kind of topic for a poem, so it's natural that it fits!"

“Hahahaha…yeah!”

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"If you can't do it, just say you can't do it. Why are you complaining here? How dare you call yourselves talented men and women?" Cheng Shaoyi glanced at everyone and said disdainfully.

The person who spoke suddenly turned red in the face, and just as he was about to step forward to argue, Bai Qianyi spoke first in a pinched voice.

"Second Miss Cheng, you can't say that. There is no need to write such a vulgar topic. But it's also my fault for forgetting that this is Xianjutang. My sister has never liked studying since she was a child, and it's hard for her to be here!"

"Humph, why are you talking so much nonsense?" Bai Qianxi snorted coldly and shouted to the side, "Get a pen and paper!"

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(End of this chapter)