farm lady

Chapter 118
Yi Xue played tricks, she knew that her female celebrity was not good, this time it was a poetry meeting, so she had to make a fuss about poetry.Just in case there is a female celebrity in the competition.But her worries are unfounded, these young girls are all talented, and this time they are here to raise their nominations, who would want to raise female celebrities again, because the family doesn't have enough?

"Okay, it's best like this", Hu Yun'er felt relieved, she could also see that Wang Yixue did it on purpose just now, and this kind of scheming is incomparable.

"Do you want to win prizes?" Li Man'er said with a smile.

Yi Xue could tell that this Li Man'er was the one to make a fuss, but this was just what she wanted.

"Okay, we women are not as good as men, so I will give Yixue sister a pair of jasper water drops," Hu Yun'er said first.

"Hehe, I bet Liumei sister wins, a Xuanhua Buyao", Li Man'er said with a smile.

"I'll pay 50 taels, Wang Yixue, do you dare to bet?" Liu Mei asked coldly.

"Why don't you dare?" Yi Xue raised her eyebrows lightly.

Liu Mei sneered, "A village girl like you can get 50 taels of silver? I don't believe it. If you can't get it by then, sell yourself?"

Yi Xue sneered, took out a 50 taels of silver note from her bosom, and shook it in front of Liu Mei, "Isn't it because your family is rich? Who is like you, who hangs jewelry around his neck, for fear that he might not know that your family is rich?" average money”

"You..." Liu brows were furious, "You have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, read the real chapter with your hands"

"Interesting, interesting, not only courageous, but also good at speaking." The young man changed his posture and looked at it interestingly, while Dimo ​​watched anxiously below speechlessly, with tears in his eyes.

"Okay, now Wang Yixue and Liu Mei will have a competition, and the results of the competition will be sent to Ziyue Pavilion, and the young masters will judge who is better and who is worse," Hu Yuner said.

This is also considered fair, but it is impossible for Yi Xue to hide her clumsiness, and it is a mistake to come here today.

"Serving with pen and ink", Hu Yun'er was most excited, and Liu Mei could be regarded as a talented woman with a little literary talent.

Wen Ruonan gently pulled Yi Xue, and said worriedly, "Sister Yi Xue, Liu Mei is quite well-known in our circle, are you sure?"

Yi Xue pondered for a while, as long as she didn't become a female celebrity, she would never lose. In today's scene, would she be a female celebrity?Obviously not.

"Sister Ruonan, don't worry," Yi Xue said with a smile.

"Since today is the Zhongyuan Festival, please ask my sister to write poems with the theme of the day and the theme of wine or moon," Hu Yuner said.

"I don't know who will come first?" Hu Yun'er asked.

Liu Mei stepped forward, and said with a sneer, "You bumpkin, what kind of poems do you know, don't be ashamed, let's see this girl write poems first."

Everyone was speechless, with such arrogance, Wen Ruonan and Hu Yuner hated Liu Mei even more.Both Wen Ruonan and Hu Yun'er came from rich families, and they even looked down on Liu Mei's domineering appearance.

In less than a quarter of an hour, Liu Mei picked up a pen and wrote, and then everyone gathered to watch, Hu Yuner read softly, "The autumn moon is three points pale, sitting idle in the building, the west wind is thin and the autumn chrysanthemum is thin, and the flowers are fading in the Shuiyun nunnery"

"A good poem, a good poem", Hu Yun'er immediately praised, and other girls also praised repeatedly, even Wen Ruonan had to admit that Liu Mei's poem was elegant.

Next to Shangchun Pavilion is the Hu family's Shuiyun Nunnery, which is a beautiful place and belongs to the courtyard for entertaining distinguished guests.

Yi Xue was also a little surprised, she didn't expect Liu Mei's literary talents to be so outstanding, if she wasn't a plagiarism fanatic, she probably would have failed.

"Well, put sister Liu Mei's poem aside for now, and send it to Ziyue Pavilion after sister Yixue writes it," Hu Yun'er said.

Yi Xue's calligraphy is not very good-looking yet, she was a little embarrassed and anxious, but she heard Wen Ruonan say, "Sister Yi Xue wants to compose poems, so of course someone else will do it for me. How about doing it for me?"

"Hehe, Sister Wen's handwriting is also fresh and graceful. Even my father admired it, so I will leave it to my sister," Hu Yuner said with a smile.

"Write my poems by myself, Wang Yixue, just wait to lose." Liu Mei didn't know Wang Yixue's details, and thought she was a village girl, what kind of poems would she write?I guess I don't even know the words, just wait for the money to be slapped in the face.

Yi Xue gave Wen Ruonan a grateful look, and Wen Ruonan smiled faintly, ready to write.

Yi Xue pondered for a while, and then read, "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky about the wine, but I don't know the palace in the sky, what year it was in the past and the past. I will ride the wind to go back, and I'm afraid that Qionglou Yuyu, the heights will be too cold..."

Yi Xue read slowly, her whole body seemed to be sublimated, everyone was immersed in this fairy-like imaginary picture, each of them looked happy and intoxicated.

When Yi Xue recited "I wish you a long life, we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles away", everyone was inexplicably excited, and Hu Yun'er and the others were still in tears.

After Wen Ruonan finished writing the last sentence, her arms trembled slightly. She was excited, nervous, and had mixed feelings, as if she was about to float away.

"Okay, good words, really good", Hu Yun'er handed it out loudly, hugging Yi Xue excitedly, "Sister Yi Xue, this word is simply too beautiful."

Some other girls also had red faces, and they looked at Yi Xue with admiration, with little stars in their eyes. If Yi Xue was not a woman, they might be in trouble.

"It's really a good poem, majestic and majestic." The young man on the tree also felt righteous in his stomach, "How can she make a poem like a man?"

"I've underestimated her again. This girl really surprises people every time I see her. Not bad, not bad," the young master said with a smile.

"Grandpa, let's go quickly," Di Mo said anxiously, he didn't care whether he had literary talent or not, the reputation of the master is the most important thing now.If it is captured by the Hu family and then spread, the Prince's Mansion will lose all face.

"Hmph, isn't it just a poem, what's so strange?" Liu Mei said jealously, but she was shocked by Yi Xue's poem, and only then did she realize that she underestimated Wang Yixue.She also felt from this poem that her poems were not comparable to Wang Yixue's, but she was not convinced. She originally thought that she would show her face in this poetry meeting and make the talented men there admire her. Wang Yixue jumped out, and even competed with her in poetry.

Wang Yixue, huh?This name is so familiar, ah, is it her?Liu Mei suddenly realized that this is the lowly maid who offended her aunt?She had never paid attention to Yi Xue, so she didn't care, but now she suddenly remembered who this Wang Yi Xue was.

Liu Mei is Liu Xiaojuan's niece. She and her eldest aunt are very caring. Some time ago, I heard that my aunt was pissed off by a man named Wang Yixue. I didn't expect to see the real person today.

"Since you're here, I'll avenge my aunt and me, don't think about it," Liu Mei thought bitterly.

The poems of the two were sent to Ziyue Pavilion by Hu Yun'er a long time ago, and explained the situation.

In the Ziyue Pavilion, there was already a turmoil of people's voices, and many of them had ink, and those who had no ink showed a few words to show elegance.But there are indeed a few talented young masters, Huo Tianming and Bai Bumeng, as well as Hu Qingke and Qin Lan.

"Brother Hu, I heard that there is a talented woman in Huawang Town, but I have never met her before. I wonder if you know?" Huo Tianming asked gracefully, holding a fan.

Hu Qingke was proud of himself. I have seen all the things you have never seen, but he said, "I have heard about it, but I have never seen this girl."

"I heard that the song "Guan Shanyue" was passed down from your father, doesn't it mean that Brother Hu doesn't know?" Qin Lan said.

Hu Qingke was taken aback, recalled Wang Yixue's words, and quickly said, "My little brother doesn't know, and my father never said that either."

"Brother Hu, you are not mean enough, that talented woman hides so deeply, but do you mean it?" Bai Bumeng asked with a smile.

Hu Qingke made a big blush, "You guys and brothers, you are bullying me, I really don't know."

"This is Brother Hu's fault, how can you hide your beauty in a golden house?" Cheng Jingyan laughed jokingly.

Hu Qingke's face turned red, and when he couldn't get rid of it, Xi Bai walked over quickly, took two pieces of paper, and whispered to Hu Qingke.

After Hu Qingke finished listening, he smiled immediately, stood up and said, "Everyone, today you are fortunate to see the calligraphy of the two talented women in Shangchun Pavilion. Now let you judge who is better and who is worse."

Everyone suddenly became interested and gathered around Hu Qingke.

"Brother Hu, read it quickly, we really appreciate the literary talent of that Liu Mei girl, but who will compete with whom?" Someone asked.

Hu Qingke frowned, and said, "If there is no signature, let's just give an evaluation."

Everyone was disappointed, but they still urged Hu Qingke to read it.

"Listen up, everyone, this song, the autumn moon is three points pale, sitting idle in the building, the west wind is thin and the autumn chrysanthemum is thin, and the flowers are fading in the Shuiyun nunnery"

Everyone thought about it, Huo Tianming closed his fan and slammed on his thigh, "This poem is graceful and graceful, it fits the occasion well."

"Not bad, not bad, the writing is very good, the west wind is the first autumn chrysanthemum, it's really wonderful"

"I like to sit in the building, not only write the lightness of the moon, but also write the demure like a girl"

Everyone began to discuss, Hu Qingke coughed, "Everyone continue to listen, and then express their opinions", then he turned out Yi Xue's words, and read, "When will the bright moon come? Ask the blue sky for wine, I don't know..."

Everyone was silent under the moonlight, but Qin Lan picked up the jug and danced in the courtyard, taking a sip of wine and dancing, the whole person was like Wu Yue in the middle of the moon.Waiting for Hu Qingke to finish reading, Qin Lan sat down on the ground and drank a sip of wine, "good wine"

The crowd was awakened, as if they were in a high place, and the trace of coldness was transmitted to them, but the last sentence made them feel yearning, and they all raised their heads to look at the bright moon.

"It's really a good word," Hu Qingke's tone changed.

"Good words, it's like a fairy bathing, and the breeze sees you off", Huo Tianming said excitedly.

"Which poem do you think is the best?" Hu Qingke asked after taking a deep breath.

For these two poems, it is not evenly divided, and many people are still more intimate with the latter one.

"I prefer the latter one, and of course the former one is also very good," Huo Tianming said first.

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