Imperial pet forensic mad concubine

Chapter 239

When Tong Ange and Lin Qingyi were staring at each other, Lin Qingyi noticed that someone was staring at her, and when she turned her head, Tong Ange's eyes met. Although Tong Ange was also dressed in men's clothing, Fu Yinxue recognized Tong Ange at a glance.

Just kidding, after all, from the very beginning, Fu Yinxue treated Tong Ange as a rival in love, how could she not pay attention to Tong Ange?
The two women looked at each other, and there was a hint of competition in the eyes.

Seeing this, Lin Qingyi next to her looked at Fu Yinxue on the opposite side, and then at Tong Ange next to her, raising her eyebrows. Why did she feel that there was something wrong with the eyes of these two?

Especially Tong Ange's. Although Tong Ange is a bit arrogant on weekdays, he usually doesn't pay attention to innocuous provocations of others. What's wrong with his eyes today...

"An Ge, An Ge?" Seeing the two of them staring at each other like no one else has been looking at each other for a quarter of an hour, the people next to them all sensed the strangeness of the two of them, and stopped to look this way, Lin Qingyi couldn't help stretching out her hand to pull Tong Ange's Sleeve: "An Ge, the poetry competition is about to start, let's go."

Hearing Lin Qingyi's lowered voice next to her, Tong Ange took a deep look at Fu Yinxue, and then withdrew her eyes from her. Seeing the passers-by who were staring at the two of them, Tong Ange raised his eyebrows. Is there a monkey?

"An Ge, let's go, someone has already started." Lin Qingyi pulled Tong Ange and walked forward.

When Lin Qingyi and Tong Ange left, Fu Yinxue still stared at Tong Ange's back, with complicated expressions in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Standing next to her, Ningshuang, who was also disguised as a man, said in a low voice: "Miss, don't worry, Tong Ange is nothing to be afraid of. Even with the support of Princess Jinyang, she is still just a humble concubine. How can she be with us?" Miss compared?"

Hearing Ningshuang's words, Fu Yinxue's eyes flickered, "Of course I won't be afraid of a little Tong Ange, it's just..."

It's just that when she thought of the picture of Tong Ange and Su Yu walking together in the market two days ago, she felt like a thorn in her heart. She always knew that Su Yu didn't look like someone else to Tong Ange, but she didn't know the two People are so intimate.

Fu Yinxue is a proud woman, she will not be like Tong Yufu who would rather beg in a low voice in order to stay by Suyu's side, or even serve as a concubine's maidservant. What Fu Yinxue wants, she must be the best, be able to What is worthy of her, what she wants is for the two of them to stand side by side, instead of standing and looking up by themselves.

She thought that no one could be her opponent, but the appearance of Tong Ange made her feel threatened.

Ningshuang next to her raised her head and looked at Fu Yinxue's expression cautiously: "Miss, don't worry, no matter what, the emperor is about to marry Miss Su to His Royal Highness Su Wang, and Miss Su is an upright Princess Su, a little concubine, how can you In the eyes of His Royal Highness King Su..."

"Stupid." Before Ningshuang could finish speaking, Fu Yinxue interrupted her in a cold voice: "If I only want the title of Concubine Su, then I might as well not marry!"

"My servant made a slip of the tongue, Miss forgive me." Ningshuang said hastily.

Fu Yinxue glanced at her, then walked forward: "Let's also go to this poetry competition."

At the beginning, the poetry competition was just a gathering of some folk literati to write poems and lyrics to have fun. Later, more and more people came together, and it evolved into a tradition every year. Later, with the support of the government, the poetry competition will become more and more popular. It has become stronger and stronger. At this time of year, Yanbo Pavilion will be crowded with people. There are many people who come to participate in the poetry competition, and even more people come to see the excitement.

Tong Ange listened to the poetry competition of several young talents in the pavilion, and thought to himself, speaking of it, the entertainment programs of the ancients are really monotonous, when will she plan some ideas, open a mahjong parlor or something , Maybe it can cause an upsurge in Qi.

Here, Tong Ange was thinking cheerfully, but he didn't notice that Fu Yinxue also brought Ningshuang into the pavilion. Fu Yinxue took a look at Tong Ange, and winked at Ningshuang next to him. Ningshuang understood, walked into the pavilion and went out Next to the person who asked the question, he said something in a low voice, the person's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he nodded immediately.

When this round of competition is over, people are curiously waiting to see what the next round of competition questions will be. At this time, the person who made the question suddenly said: "For the next question, let's change the competition method. Everyone in this pavilion has to draw a lot. If the person who wins the poem lottery has to write a poem, this game is regarded as everyone's help. If you enter the top three, you can win the top three poems in this poetry competition. What do you think of the famous poem-inscribed folding fan?"

The people present clapped their hands and applauded after hearing this, who would not be happy to watch the excitement, and also get the top three inscribed poems, which is even more interesting.

Tong Ange raised her eyebrows, wondering why the person who proposed the question would suddenly change the method of the competition. When she turned her head, she saw Fu Yinxue standing beside her with calm eyes. It's a bit provocative.

Gougou lips, okay, so you came to challenge her?

Then if she leaves now, won't it make Fu Yinxue feel that she has no ability to run away?
This has never been Tong Ange's style!

She writes poems as soon as she writes them. She, a modern person who has traveled through time and is familiar with Tang poetry and Song poetry, can she still be afraid of a yellow-haired girl?
joke.

"Okay, of course!" Tong Ange smiled with his lips curled up, with a relaxed face, which seemed to be a response to Fu Yinxue's gauntlet.

When Lin Qingyi saw Fu Yinxue, she wanted to drag Tong Ange away, thinking that the aura of these two people was not right today, and she didn't know which tendon was twitching, and it would be better to stay far away. But before she could speak, Tong Ange's voice sounded, Lin Qingyi choked, and Fu Yinxue's voice also came from beside her:
"So, let's get started."

As if there were only the two of them in the pavilion, and there was no one in their eyes, the two of them looked at each other with fierce murderous intent.

Lin Qingyi couldn't help thinking silently, these two people didn't have any intersection before, right?Why did it suddenly become such a battle today?Did something happen between the two that she didn't know about?
Of course she didn't know, if it was the past, Tong Ange would definitely not have paid attention to Fu Yinxue's provocation, but today, since she decided to go with Suyu, and also learned that Fu Yinxue was her rival in love, after receiving the other party's call After being provocative, how could you back down?
This is not Tong Ange's character at all, okay?

On the other hand, Fu Yinxue might not have taken Tong Ange seriously in the past, but now, she has no choice but to let go!

"The first topic is to write a poem on the topic of tea."

As soon as the person who proposed the question finished speaking, Fu Yinxue had already spoken:
"I don't envy the gold base, I don't envy the white jade cup, I don't envy the people in the morning, I don't envy the people in the evening,

Thousands of people admire the water of the West River, which once came down to Jingling City. "

"it is good!"

"Wonderful!"

Fu Yinxue's move was the first to catch everyone's attention, and quickly aroused the applause of the people present. People even forgot to write poems. Looking at the young man in front of them, they couldn't help but applaud.

After finishing the poem, Fu Yinxue looked at Tong Ange provocatively, and raised her chin slightly.

Tong Ange's lips curled up, it's no coincidence that a book can't be written, that's about it, with a relaxed and elegant expression on her face, she went straight to the stone bench in the pavilion and sat down, picked up the pen, started the book, and finished her movements in one go, when she finished writing a poem, The people present were silent, and the atmosphere was stiff for a few seconds before everyone seemed to react and applauded quickly.

Tong Ange's poem is nothing else but Yuan Zhen's one-to-seven-character pagoda poem. She wrote it eloquently, with good handwriting and a symmetrical tower shape. Take it all away.

In an instant, Fu Yinxue's face turned pale.

Tong Ange stood up, curled his lips and glanced at Fu Yinxue, and then said to the questioner beside him, "What do you think, sir?"

"It's wonderful, it's really wonderful." The man carefully put away Tong Ange's calligraphy as if he had obtained a treasure, and kept admiring: "May I ask what is the name of this young master?"

"It's just a nobody." Tong Ange said indifferently, but looked at Fu Yinxue.

Rao Fu Yinxue, who had always been extremely arrogant, was also stunned by Tong Ange's fierceness at this moment, her complexion changed, and she clenched her hand by her side.

Others also stepped forward to write poems and inscriptions, but no one could cover up Tong Ange's limelight.

When this round of competition was over, he took a look at Fu Yinxue who had been thwarted by him. Tong Ange was about to leave when he heard the person who made the question just behind him say: "Young master, please stay, and please leave your name. Present the folding fan with the inscription of the top three."

Hearing this, Tong Ange stopped and looked at Fu Yinxue at the side: "The folding fan for the inscription, just give it to this young master, and leave." After finishing speaking, Tong Ange pulled Lin Qingyi away quickly, ignoring the fact that Fu Yinxue's gaze behind her was as thin as ice.

The two walked a long way before Tong Ange slowed down and let out a long breath, but the smile on his face did not diminish. No wonder all women like to show off their power in front of their rivals. This feeling of winning is so refreshing Are you arrogant?
Lin Qingyi on the side felt strange just now, but now seeing Tong Ange's expression became even more strange, and couldn't help asking: "An Ge, what's wrong with you today?"

"Ah?" The smile on Tong Ange's face paused, then raised his eyebrows, and said, "It's nothing, it doesn't mean that Yuzhi is going to marry into the Fu family, and we, as Yuzhi's friends, have to marry into the Fu family. Give her a long face in front of you, don't you?"

Lin Qingyi expressed her disbelief: "Is that so?"

"Otherwise what else?" Tong Ange shrugged. Naturally, she would not tell Lin Qingyi that she had a fight with Fu Yinxue because of Su Yu. Before the matter was really confirmed, she hadn't figured out how to share this matter with Lin Qingyi. matter.

Moreover, now that there is news that the emperor is going to give Fu Yinxue and Suyu a marriage, it is even more impossible to say that this matter has not been settled.

Lin Qingyi raised her eyebrows, with a look of disbelief on her face: "Why do I think the posture of you and Fu Yinxue just now is very similar to those women who snatch men and fight each other?"

(End of this chapter)