romantic flower

() It is understandable for everyone to be surprised. Although there are daughters in this era who pretend to be men to visit brothels, some of the young masters present are naturally used to Wang Su's straightforwardness.But in their understanding, Wang Su has always had a coquettish style of flirting with his servants, so why did he let a servant sit at the same table with him, let alone this is a gathering place for noble children.

"Miss, I'm still standing!" Song Yi said sensibly.

Wang Su took in the strange expressions of everyone, but after hearing Song Yi's words, he still scolded, "Nonsense! If I tell you to sit down, please sit down."

All the young men and the girls with the red cards in Xiaofanlou were quite surprised. Wang Su insisted on asking a servant to sit down with them, and it was inevitable that someone's face would show displeasure, and Zhizhou was among them. One of his nephews, Dou Wei Dou Congyi, has a particularly gloomy face.

Song Yicai followed Wang Su's will and sat down, and Dou Congyi snorted coldly and said ironically, "'Prince Wang' is so majestic, it's a bit too much to let a family member of your family sit on the same table as me. Is there no one in sight?"

Hearing Dou Congyi's bitter words, Wang Su retorted with a smile instead of anger, "I want my family's servants to sit beside me, do you have any objections? Do you want to teach me how to be polite? If not Mr. Dou wants to be pure and noble, you can go to another seat!"

When Dou Congyi heard Wang Su's cold ridicule, he stood up with displeasure, "You...too much!"

"Brother Dou, don't get excited, calm down and sit down first. The behavior of the prince is indeed a bit 'weird', but you and I know that the prince is unruly, so we don't have to be too serious, we should discuss whether we can show it. A good poem should deal with that good poem by Miss Ning Shishi!" The handsome young man in green clothes in the field hurriedly stopped the fighting that was about to break out and persuaded him to make peace.

"Yeah, yeah! Brother Jiang is right. Don't argue about such matters. It's better to think about whether you can come up with a good poem and invite the girl from the teacher to sit with you. That's the real thing." Ah!" Another young master in a light blue gown seconded.

Several other people also gradually tried to persuade him to make peace, and the girls who were snuggling next to Brother Gongzi even showed their housekeeping skills, persuading him to drink again and again, and quickly put an end to this unhappy scene. <Wind willow smoke.May there be no trees in the west mountain, so as not to make people cry.well!I don't know where Miss Shishi got the inspiration to compose such a good poem. "Jiang Cheng, the young man in green shirt, sighed with admiration on his face.

Huh?Song Yi was slightly suspicious when he heard this poem. It seemed that he had seen this poem written by a prostitute in the Tang Dynasty in his previous life, so why did he hear it here again?

It's strange, but Song Yi didn't show it after all.

As soon as Jiang Cheng recited this poem, everyone immediately expressed admiration, and even Dou Congyi, who had just had a dark and angry face in front of him, turned into a bright face.As soon as the poem by Master Ning, the Huakui of Xiaofanlou, was mentioned, everyone immediately became excited. While drinking and discussing, some people were muttering words but couldn’t write them down, and there were also beautiful girls present who were dissatisfied with their surroundings. The son kept chanting the name of Miss Shishi, pretending to be jealous and acting coquettishly.

On the contrary, Wang Su had a disapproving expression on her face. She just wanted to see what the talented girl in Xiaofan Building looked like, and she brought Song Yi here to show her power, so she might not have such a strong interest in this poem.Although she is a daughter, her personality is better than that of a man, and she loves dancing with knives and sticks. Fortunately, she is the youngest daughter of the Wang family. The two daughters made the Wang family rich and prosperous, so she was able to do so. Wang Kuanglu allowed this little daughter to act recklessly and gained a reputation as a delicate and savage in Bianzhou City.

"Hey! Aren't you Tanhua Lang? Hurry up and come out with a poem, so that I can kill that Ning Shishi's limelight, and let me and I have a good time." Seeing that everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of discussing and chanting poems, Wang Su quietly nudged Song Yi who was beside him with his elbow and said in a low voice.

Because although they are at the same table, their positions are divided under a long table, so there is a distance of about half a meter between each person's position, and because Wang Su is a delicate woman, a group of men have already discussed it. Well, a separate place was left for her, so Wang Su and Song Yi were both about one meter away from the nearest person, so Wang Su's small gesture was naturally not noticed.

Song Yi thought to himself that this girl is really arrogant and wants to compete with others. Every time she sees her, she will definitely cause some troubles. A girl who is strong and competitive to the extreme.

"But I'm so sleepy now, miss, I can't think of anything." Song Yi replied softly with a drooping face.

Wang Su glared at Song Yi and said displeasedly, "If you can write a good poem, this lady will reduce your debt of 50 taels of silver. Not anymore."

Song Yi said helplessly with a bitter face, "Okay, then I will calm down and think about it."

"That's pretty much the same!" Wang Su replied slightly proudly, then picked up the wine glass and stood up like a man, and went to drink with the other young masters who had a better time.

Song Yi saw that she really had the demeanor of a woman who would not give in to a man when she drank alcohol!Seeing Wang Su and a group of men laughing, cursing and drinking, Song Yi closed his eyes and searched for poems about folding willows that he hadn't seen in this era. After closing his eyes, who knew he fell asleep because he was too tired.

In the midst of a trance, only the sound of joking and cursing, the clinking of wine glasses, the heroic tones of men reciting poems, and the flirting and cursing of women in brothels can be heard.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly my body was bumped, and then the muscles in my waist hurt violently.

"Hey! Wake up! You are so bold, how dare you fall asleep here?"

Song Yi opened his eyes confusedly, but found that Wang Suzheng was looking at him with an angry face. The atmosphere in the banquet was inexplicably quiet. When he looked up, he found that the table in front of everyone was covered with white paper, and they all looked at him with strange eyes. Own.

Song Yi smiled embarrassedly, but he didn't expect to fall asleep.

"Don't read it, I'll write a poem for Miss Ben right now, or you will look good to me!" Wang Su was so angry that his cheeks puffed up slightly, and he said with an angry look on his face.

It turned out that during the time when Song Yi was dozing off, everyone was drinking and talking and laughing, and many people had straightened out the words and sentences in their hearts into chapters, so they called for pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and prepared for everyone to write down their works together, and later together Send it to Miss Ning Shishi and wait for an answer.

Wang Su returned to his place only to find that the nasty boy Song Yi he had brought with him had fallen asleep sitting up. Of course, he shouted louder when he was angry, which attracted people who didn't pay attention to this insignificant little boy. The servants stared at Song Yi brought by Wang Su with strange expressions.

As Wang Su said, he had already handed over an ink-stained wolf hair to Song Yi's hand, and stared at Song Yi with unfriendly eyes.

The other sons and buddies also stopped paying attention to Song Yi, but bowed their heads and started dancing on the white paper in front of them.Together with the girls accompanying the young master, they all watched the young master's pen and dragon with concentrated expressions.Only Wang Su stared at him with an ugly face.

Song Yi picked up his pen and concentrated on it. Under Wang Su's eyes, he finally started to write. The pen moved like a snake, and his beautiful thin gold body appeared vividly on the paper.

No one noticed that Wang Su's eyes gradually became strange. Under the strange eyes, Song Yi actually finished writing a poem without stopping, then continued to scribble quickly, and even changed the hand of running hand to write quickly again, and then wrote another one. head.

Put your pen down and exhale.

Then Song Yi stood up, turned around and said to Wang Su, "I'm really sleepy. In order not to disturb the interest of Miss and your friends, I will leave first!" After finishing speaking, he turned around without waiting for Wang Su to speak. leave.

Wang Su didn't stop him, and the other people who had just written poems during the banquet looked at Song Yi who left strangely, and then someone saw that the poems were also written on the white paper in front of Wang Su.

Someone stretched his neck to look over, at first he looked backwards but didn't understand, but after a while, his eyes gradually filled with unbelievable shock.At this time, Wang Su turned his head subconsciously, but he couldn't see the tired figure who had already walked out of Xiaofan Tower.