Sweet Garden Sands

Chapter 189 Zhang Xiaowan's Provocation 2
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"Oh, by the way, my lord, one of Miss Zhang's aunts is also from the same village as you." Chunxiang said without fear of death.

"Smelly girl, shut up!" Zhang Xiaowan endured it, but she still couldn't control her temper. This girl knew that those two women were her taboo, but she exposed her shortcomings in front of outsiders. It is to deliberately make myself unable to step down.

Ke Hanxue opened her mouth in surprise, and looked at Ge Yunzhang, only to see that Ge Yunzhang also raised the corners of his lips, and laughed mockingly, obviously thinking of going with Ke Hanxue.
Ha, what a coincidence, this Xiao Wan turned out to be Zhang Fuyu's daughter!
"Chunxiang, who told you to talk nonsense?" Xiang Qiu reprimanded displeased, and Chunxiang quickly lowered her head.
"Xiang Qiuxin, did you ask your maid to humiliate me in public?" Zhang Xiaowan was so angry that she pointed to Xiang Qiuxin's nose and asked.
"Xiaowan, I don't!" Xiang Qiu's eyes turned red with anxiety.

"Hmph, Xiang Qiuxin, I knew you were jealous that I was more talented than you, and that I was more beautiful than you, so I ordered your maid to expose my shortcomings, didn't you?"

"It's not like that, Xiaowan." Xiang Qiuxin shook her head, tears streaming down her face, she really didn't do this.
And Ke Hanxue almost didn't laugh when she heard Zhang Xiaowan's accusation against Xiang Qiuxin. Why didn't she see that Zhang Xiaowan was more beautiful than Xiang Qiuxin?

"Zhang Xiaowan, this has nothing to do with my lady. You are not allowed to wrong my lady!" Chunxiang stepped forward and glared at Zhang Xiaowan: "Why are you so proud? Do you really think my lady's talent is not as good as yours? Miss usually let you!"

"It's such a joke, my talent can't compare to Xiang Qiuxin? It's so funny." Zhang Xiaowan sneered coldly.

"If you don't believe me, compare yourself with my young lady!" Chunxiang said confidently, puffing out her chest.

"Chunxiang, stop making trouble, I really can't match Xiaowan's talent." Xiang Qiuxin wanted to calm down.

"Xiang Qiuxin, your talent is slightly inferior to mine. We both know it well, but outsiders don't know it. Otherwise, let's compete in front of this young master today. This will also let you This girl who doesn't know who is up and down is convinced!" Seeing Xiang Qiuxin admitting that she was not as good as herself, Zhang Xiaowan had a look of complacency.

"No need to compare, I admit defeat." Xiang Qiuxin said in a low voice.
At this time, Ke Hanxue couldn't stand Zhang Xiaowan's thick skin anymore, and walked to Xiang Qiuxin and said, "Qiu Xin, how can you admit defeat in this matter?"

"Miss Zhang, what are you going to compete with?" Ke Hanxue asked Zhang Xiaowan again. She didn't believe that Xiang Qiuxin would lose to this arrogant and self-righteous Zhang Xiaowan.
Perhaps it was because she hated Zhang Fuyu, so when she heard that she was Zhang Fuyu's daughter, Ke Hanxue wanted to give her a little bit of trouble. If Xiang Qiuxin could win her, wouldn't it suit him?
"How about writing a poem?" Zhang Xiaowan looked at Xiang Qiuxin arrogantly.

"I don't compare." Xiang Qiuxin shook his head.
"Xiang Qiuxin, this arrow is already on the string, there is no reason not to shoot it, today you have to compare, if you don't compare, you have to compare!" Zhang Xiaowan stared at Xiang Qiuxin bitterly. , she also wants Xiang Qiuxin to try what it's like not to come to Taiwan!

"Miss Zhang, are there any rules for this competition?" Ke Hanxue asked with her lips curled up.

Zhang Xiaowan thought for a while and said: "We can ask this young master to give us a topic, and then whoever Xiang Qiuxin and I compose a poem according to the topic in the shortest time will win. Of course, this poem must not be written casually." , the poems produced should have both poetic and artistic conception.”

What nonsense!Ke Hanxue rolled her eyes.
"Ge Yunzhang, can you help with the question?" Ke Hanxue asked Ge Yunzhang.
Ge Yunzhang nodded.
"Qiu Xin, okay?" Ke Hanxue asked the person again.
"No, I said I don't compare." Xiang Qiuxin sobbed in a low voice. She and Zhang Xiaowan have been playing together for several years. I will definitely hate myself.
Ke Hanxue frowned, and persuaded Xiang Qiuxin softly: "Qiu Xin, if you don't compare today, Zhang Xiaowan will go outside and talk nonsense, maybe it will ruin your reputation as a talented woman. "

Xiang Qiuxin still shook her head.
"My lord, please come up with a question." Zhang Xiaowan ignored Xiang Qiuxin's comparisons, anyway, she wanted to embarrass her today.
Ge Yunzhang frowned and looked at Ke Hanxue.
Ke Hanxue looked at Xiang Qiuxin, then at the arrogant Zhang Xiaoanwei, gritted her teeth, and said, "Ge Yunzhang, come up with a question. Today I will compete with Miss Zhang instead of Qiuxin. I wonder if Miss Zhang has any opinions? "

Ke Hanxue decided to go all out, but she didn't believe it. Based on the books she had read for more than ten years, she couldn't find one or two poems that she could cope with.

"You?" Zhang Xiaowan laughed without disdain after hearing this: "Okay, since you want to humiliate yourself, then I will grant you, son, please come up with a question."

"Cher..."

"Miss Xue'er..."

Xiang Qiuxin and Chunxiang looked at Ke Hanxue worriedly at the same time, and Ge Yunzhang and Dumb obviously couldn't believe that Ke Hanxue would make such a decision.
Seeing Ke Hanxue's calm expression, Ge Yunzhang frowned and thought for a while, and said: "Since you have reached a consensus, then I will propose a question."

Ge Yunzhang's eyes scanned the yard, and finally landed on the table of the Eight Immortals in the living room, paused, and said: "You can each write a poem with tea."

Tea?
Ke Hanxue quickly searched in her mind, there are too many poems about tea, which one is suitable?

Got it!

Ke Hanxue's eyes lit up: "I thought of it!"

"So fast?" Everyone was taken aback, even Ge Yunzhang and the mute looked at her strangely.
An imperceptible anxiety appeared in Zhang Xiaowan's eyes.
"There is no pen and paper here, so you can just read the poems you wrote." Ge Yunzhang said, with a little expectation in his heart.
Ke Hanxue cleared his throat, and read slowly: "One drink makes me sleepy, and the love comes to the world. Drinking again clears my mind, and suddenly it is like flying rain and light dust. Drink three times and you will get the Tao, so why bother to break it trouble."

Ke Hanxue borrowed the tea-drinking song of Tang Dynasty poet Jiao Ran, then smiled at Zhang Xiaowan and asked, "Miss Zhang, where is your poem?"

"You...you don't even have the word tea in your poem. Is this a poem about tea?" Zhang Xiaowan started to make a fuss, but her heart was so anxious that she didn't have a clue.

"Is there a word for tea?" Ke Hanxue pondered for a while, and continued to read: "The sound of Banqiao people crossing the spring, and the rooster crowing at noon on the thatched eaves. Don't be angry that the smoke of roasted tea is dark, but I like to sun the sun and clear the sky."

"Han Yeguo comes to tea for wine, and the bamboo stove boils and the fire is red. As usual, there are plum blossoms before the window, which is different."

"Sit with a drink of Lingling water and watch the rustling dust. I have no reason to hold a bowl and send it to tea lovers"

(End of this chapter)