happy match

Gu Xinian took the time to appreciate her expression, and replied with a smile: "Don't worry, we will never make fun of you."

No wonder!

Ye Qinglan pouted secretly in her heart, but quickly searched for the ancient poems she had learned in her mind.Of course, it cannot be used before the Song Dynasty. It is best to use it after the Ming and Qing Dynasties...

Mrs. Zheng and the others saw the excitement here, so they all came over with a smile.When they heard that they were going to write poems, they couldn't help laughing.

Gu Xi was stunningly beautiful when he was young, and won the number one prize at the age of 16.Although he did not become an official, his talent name resounded throughout the capital.So far, no one has heard of anyone who dares to write poems in front of Gu Sigong.These little girls have a bit of courage to want to fight with the axe.

Madam Zheng smiled and ordered the maids to go to the study to fetch pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and spread them on the stone table beside them.He asked softly again: "Yu'er, you have always liked reading and writing the most. Why don't you join in the fun and write a poem together."

Gu Xiyu had a look of hesitation.

Since he didn't shake his head, it was obvious that his heart was moving.

Mrs. Zheng was overjoyed.It seems that it is indeed right to invite sister Ye Qinglan to visit today.Gu Xiyu was much more cheerful than usual today.

Mrs. Zheng accompanied Gu Xiyu to stop in front of a pot of orchids.Cui Wan also became interested, and went to the other side with Zheng Shi.Ye Qingning and Ye Qingrou were also frowning and thinking hard.Gu Xinian and Ye Qinglan were probably the ones who had the most leisure time to look around at this time.

Gu Xinian has a well-thought-out plan, but Ye Qinglan's important thing is self-knowledge. Instead of racking her brains to think of some poems, it's better to copy a ready-made poem and get it quicker.

The eyes of the two accidentally met.

Gu Xinian's eyes were dark, making it hard to see what was going on in his heart.Ye Qinglan is also good at hiding her true emotions.The four eyes meet.With a slight touch, they each moved away.

The time of a stick of incense, whether it is fast or not, is not slow.

Ye Qingning was the first to write.She walked to the stone table, holding a brush in her hand, and wrote a few sentences quickly.Then he raised his head and smiled proudly: "Cousin, I'm done. Have you thought about it yet?"

Gu Xinian smiled leisurely: "I'll wait for a while." He glanced at Ye Qinglan intentionally or unintentionally.

Judging from this posture, today he is completely competing with himself.

It's really inexplicable.She obviously didn't do anything, how did she provoke this Gu Xinian?

Ye Qinglan walked away quickly, and moved to Gu Xiyu's side.Gu Xiyu was focusing on the orchid in front of her with a very serious expression.He didn't even notice Ye Qinglan approaching.

Ye Qinglan consciously stood one meter away, without disturbing Gu Xiyu's thoughts.

Mrs. Zheng naturally noticed this detail, and a smile of approval flashed in her eyes.This girl is smart and clever.It is even rarer to have such meticulous patience.He hits it off very well with his daughter, and is really a good playmate.

Gu Xiyu frowned slightly, and finally let go of it quietly, it seemed that she had made up her mind.

Ye Qinglan opened her mouth with a smile: "Cousin Xiyu, can I accompany you to write poems?"

Gu Xiyu nodded, and went to the stone table with Ye Qinglan.On a spacious and flat stone table.It is covered with snow-white rice paper, and the paperweights, inkstones, brushes and brushes are placed neatly beside it.

Gu Xiyu picked up a thin brush.After dipping some ink, the nib moved quickly across the paper.

Weeping and dew, the light is chaotic, and the wind and shadow are self-slanting.Ordinary people can understand this by looking at Ye Sheng and flowers.

Unconventional, great poem!Ye Qinglan praised sincerely: "This poem is very well written, and the words are neat and neat." Gu Xiyu was very happy to be praised, and smiled slightly.Bare teeth.

Gu Xinian and others gathered together to read the poem.Without exception, everyone praised non-stop.Especially Ye Qingrou, who was eager to please Gu Xiyu.Unknowingly, I got closer.

A strong fragrance suddenly entered Gu Xiyu's nose.

Gu Xiyu dodged a little uneasy.The movement was very slight, but everyone present noticed it.

Gu Xinian frowned, and said lightly: "I've also thought up my poem, please move away a little bit, so as not to get ink on your dress."

Although the words were spoken peacefully and politely, who could fail to understand the meaning?

Ye Qingrou blushed slightly, and took a few steps back in embarrassment.Ye Qinglan and the others also retreated a little.No one was leaning on her tightly anymore, Gu Xiyu's expression gradually relaxed.

Gu Xinian casually picked up a brush, dipped it in thick ink, and began to write.In a short while, the wide and flat snow-white rice paper was filled with words.The handwriting is unrestrained and unrestrained, and it penetrates the back of the paper.

Ye Qingning couldn't help but stepped forward, and read out softly.

The lonely orchid grows in a secluded garden, and all the grasses are gone.Although it shines in the sun and Chunhui, it saddens Gao Qiuyue again.The flying frost is pattering early, and the green is afraid of resting.If there is no breeze to blow, for whom will the fragrance be sent?

A faint sense of lingering pierced quietly from between the lines.

Everyone was moved immediately.When Ye Qingning looked at the poem he wrote again, he felt ashamed.

As the saying goes, words are like people.A person who can write such wanton handwriting will never be a person who is willing to be plain and mild-tempered.But what he has always shown is indifferent and distant gentleness.If he hadn't deliberately targeted her just now, deliberately showing a trace of true emotion, she would probably have been deceived.

So, what kind of person is he?

Ye Qinglan narrowed her eyes slightly, and took a fixed look at Gu Xinian.Gu Xinian also happened to look over.The eyes of the two people looked straight in the air.

This time, Ye Qinglan didn't look away, and even looked back slightly provocatively.

Although he didn't know why, his hostility towards her was obvious.That being the case, she will not back down and show weakness!

Gu Xinian's eyes flickered slightly, and he suddenly smiled and said, "Cousin Lan's poem should be ready too! You might as well write it out and share it."

Ye Qinglan complied calmly, walked to the stone table, just picked up the brush, suddenly remembered something, and stopped abruptly.Slightly embarrassed smile said: "Sixth sister, I have something to trouble you."

Ye Qingning was startled, and was about to say something, when Gu Xinian's voice suddenly sounded: "Why, is it not convenient for Cousin Lan to write?" The black eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling, clearly hiding inexplicable emotions, but they were so deep that people could see well.

Ye Qinglan's heart trembled, and she smiled without hesitation: "Brother Gu misunderstood. When I was young, I was not serious about learning calligraphy and my handwriting was indecent. I was really ashamed to see people. That's why I wanted to ask Sixth Sister to write for me." Looking expectantly at Ye Qingning: "Sixth sister, can you do me a favor?"

Of course.Ye Qingning would never refuse to show off, let alone in front of Gu Xinian, she immediately agreed.

Ye Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to ponder deeply for a moment, and then slowly chanted: "The graceful flowers are beautiful and the leaves are long, and the wind is hard to hide the fragrance in the valley. It is admirable not to be taken by others, even if there is no one, you will be beautiful." "

This poem was written by Su Shi. It not only describes the beauty of orchids, but also metaphors the nobility of orchids. It is a rare masterpiece among poems about orchids.She wanted to find a poem from the Ming and Qing Dynasties, but she couldn't think of one after racking her brains, so she had to use this one as a supplement.Secretly praying that Su Shi was not born at this time.

Seeing everyone's reaction again, Ye Qinglan cried inwardly that something was wrong.

Gu Xinian was obviously a little surprised, and Ye Qingning and Ye Qingrou were even more surprised.Even Gu Xiyu looked up at Ye Qinglan in a daze.

It's over, shouldn't it be a bootleg?

Ye Qinglan's heart tightened, and she said with a dry smile: "What's the matter, is this poem not well written?"

"Of course not." Ye Qingning said quickly: "This poem is very well written." Even better than Gu Xinian's.This is so shocking.I have never heard that Ye Qinglan is good at composing poetry...

Ye Qingrou spoke more directly: "Sister Shi, did you really write this poem? Didn't you read it from some book?"

When Ye Qinglan heard these words, she suddenly gained confidence, and replied straightforwardly: "Of course I came up with it myself. If Eighth Sister doesn't believe it, you can go to the books and read."

Ye Qingrou was stunned for a moment.I didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Qinglan smiled and looked at Gu Xinian: "How about Cousin Gu, please comment?"

Gu Xinian smiled calmly: "It turns out that Cousin Lan has such talent. It seems that you are the one who won the first prize today."

Ye Qinglan laughed three times in her heart, but on her face she pretended to be modest and low-key: "My cousin praised me a lot. In my opinion, the poem my cousin wrote just now is better!" .

Mrs. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng also came over together, and said with a smile: "What kind of poem did you write, let us also open our eyes." He said and looked closer.

Gu Xinian's vigorous and powerful cursive script is naturally recognizable at a glance.The other handwriting is also very familiar.

Mrs. Zheng laughed when she saw it: "Isn't this Ning'er's handwriting?"

Ye Qinglan responded with a smile: "My handwriting is too ugly, so I asked Sixth Sister to write it for me."

Mrs. Zheng became interested, and looked at it carefully with Mrs. Zheng.The two sisters both read poetry and books when they were young, and they were quite talented, so they naturally tasted good or bad poems.The more you smack and touch, the more secretly surprised you become.

Gu Xinian is famous outside, so it is not surprising that he can write such a poem in such a short period of time.But Ye Qinglan is just a young girl, it is really unexpected that she has such extraordinary talents.

Zheng suppressed this surprise, and said with a smile: "In my opinion, Xi Nian's poem is better."

"I think Sister Lan's poem is better." Mrs. Zheng continued with a smile: "Xinian has been studying and learning calligraphy since he was four years old, and it has been more than ten years now. It's nothing to be able to compose such a poem It's strange. Sister Lan, it's really rare to be able to write such a good poem at such a young age! Sister Lan is well-deserved today. Don't forget to pick a pot of orchids you like to take home later."

Ye Qinglan hurriedly said a few words of humility.Ye Qingning and Ye Qingrou at the side were envious and jealous, her eyes were extremely hot.

At this moment, Gu Xinian said leisurely: "Cousin Lan is so talented in poetry, if there is a poetry meeting in the future, I will ask Cousin Lan to give me some advice."

Ye Qinglan smiled.

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The second update today!The few orchid poems that appear in this chapter are not original, just take a look and don’t need to research~ o(n_n)o~ From tomorrow, it will be updated at [-]:[-] every morning.If there are two updates, there will be another update at [-] pm~ (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)