County Lord Changning

Chapter 272 Poems

Qin Miao raised her eyebrows, looked at Miss Qin who was speaking, and smiled decently, "Which Miss of the Qin family is this sister?"

The girl held her head high, her face proud, "I am Qin Xi, the granddaughter of the head of the Qin clan."

Qin Xi bit the word "交" very hard. After saying this sentence, she looked at Qin Miao's eyes full of contempt. She was obviously only the daughter of a concubine from the Qin clan, yet she dared to show off in front of her. She is the descendant of the patriarch of the Qin clan. Granddaughter, who among the girls of the Qin clan doesn't respect her? Grandpa told her not to provoke this concubine. What's wrong with this concubine?She is not as tall as her, her figure is average, and her speech is not necessarily more elegant than theirs. Why should she, as the granddaughter of the patriarch of the Qin clan, shrink back in front of outsiders?
Qin Miao smiled, "Oh, so it's the patriarch's granddaughter." She didn't show the slightest fear as Qin Xi expected, but nodded nonchalantly, "In that case, my sister will write a poem first, Then my sister will show her ugliness again."

Qin Xi snorted, and looked at Qin Miao triumphantly, "I've already done it, sister, come on, make a poem with the theme of spring, and let us see my sister's demeanor."

Qin Miao looked at Qin Xi's expression and shook her head secretly. She was another spoiled brat at home. She looked at Qiu Yingdong and smiled, "Miss Qiu, I don't know if the poems written by all the ladies have been read by others. Transcribed it?"

Qiu Yingdong smiled slightly, and stretched out her hand to call for her maid. The maid took out a piece of paper, on which five or six poems were recorded in Xiaozhuan. Qin Miao looked at it again and felt relieved. It's not bad, it seems that this superficial era is indeed There is no such thing as Li Bai or Du Fu's poetry sages, so she can borrow them boldly...

That's right, as a modern woman who grew up learning the poems of Li Bai, Du Fu, and Du Mu, how can she memorize a few poems? Poetry, even someone like her who doesn't understand poetry doesn't think it's good, just a spring dawn can kill them all in seconds, okay?

Qin Miao smiled and handed the piece of paper to Qiu Yingdong, "Okay, then I will start writing poems."

Qiu Yingdong looked at Qin Miao with a smile on her face, and the other ladies also looked at Qin Miao expectantly with smiles on her face, while Qin Xi directly showed disdain. Women are not the same?The concubine of their family has no status at all. The concubine can go to a private school to study characters, learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the concubine can only learn female red at home. She doesn't believe that the concubine in the capital can be better than Jialing go.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten everything silently. The wild path is dark with clouds, and the river and boat fire are bright. At dawn, the red wet place is full of flowers in the official city." Qin Miao finished reciting a sentence Everyone in the first poem was still silent, and she frowned slightly. These people don't think that the poem "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by the poet is not good, right?

On the contrary, the smile on Qiu Yingdong's face couldn't hold back anymore. She never expected that the concubine of the Prince Jin's Mansion really had two brushes and could write such a good poem. When her poem came out, they The poems I wrote before can be taken to the kitchen as a fire starter.

"It's really a good poem." Just when Qin Xi was embarrassed and wanted to go up and ask Qin Miao if she copied the poem from where, a young lady clapped her hands in admiration and stood up in front of Qin Miao, "I didn't expect Third Miss You are so talented, this poem reminds me of Qizhou City during the Lantern Festival, the little girl admires you."

It was okay if no one praised her, but Qin Miao felt guilty when someone praised her. She said sorry to Du Fu three hundred times in her heart before she laughed, "I am also talking nonsense, so please don't be disgusted with it."

She was being modest, but when she heard Qin Xi's ears, her nonsense was better than the poems she had painstakingly composed. It was clearly provocative!She snorted and stood up, "The spring poems are nothing rare. Maybe we haven't heard of this poem before. I heard that Qin Miao's younger sister is also very good at learning the qin. Why don't we try to play the qin? And this Playing the piano is a live score, and it cannot be faked."

Anyone who heard what she said could hear that she was saying that Qin Miao's verse might have been heard from other places, maybe it wasn't written by Qin Miao at all, they just didn't know about it, but playing the piano was different, It must be played on the spot, so it is impossible for Qin Miao to win again.

The ladies were originally provoked by Qin Xi and Qiu Yingdong. Hearing what Qin Xi said, they nodded repeatedly and said in agreement, "Miss Qin is right. Since it's all for fun, this poem is too boring. Let's try playing the piano." , and enjoy some music."

"Miss Qin was praised by the teacher for playing the piano in school."

"I don't know what Miss San thinks?"

"Miss Qin must have won this time. In Jialing, no one has ever beaten Miss Qin in playing the piano."

"Yes, yes, even Miss Qiu has never won against Miss Qin."

Qiu Yingdong heard that there was no change in the routines of those ladies, Qin Xi looked at Qin Miao with a trace of complacency on her face, "I wonder if sister Qin Miao dares to compare?"

Qin Miao looked at Qin Xi with helpless eyes like looking at a bear child, she really couldn't figure out, what good would her embarrassment do to Qin Xi?Why does this brat insist on grabbing himself and trying to embarrass himself?

However, Qin... She has been instructed by her sister in the past few months, and it is natural for her to compete with others in playing the piano.

She has been reborn for such a long time, and she has no interest in other things, but she is quite interested in this guqin. She has always only learned this guqin, and asked Qin Changning for advice when she didn't understand, so although she is very interested in playing the guqin It hasn't reached the peak, but it is more than enough to win against a brat like Qin Xi.

She smiled slightly at Qin Xi, "Since sister Qin Xi has already spoken, my sister has no reason to refuse, but the flower hall is not big, why don't we go to the courtyard, one person and one piano, and play separately, what does sister think?"

"Okay." Qin Xi nodded proudly, and glanced at her maid, who took down the guqin she was carrying and put it on the table, "My guqin is made of 300-year-old pine, and the sound is excellent , I don’t know what kind of piano my sister uses?”

Qiu Yingdong looked at Qin Xi's complacent look, a sneer flashed in his eyes, he quickly covered it up, looked at Qin Miao, "Miss Qin doesn't know your Qin?"

Qin Miao didn't have any research on Qin at all. The guqin she used was always given to her by Qin Changning. This time she came to Jialing to bring it with her. Hearing what Qiu Yingdong said, she smiled and said, "I also have a Guqin. I carry one with me, and I will ask the maid to fetch it."

(End of this chapter)