Fortunate Young Gentleman

Tang Yaoyao went back to bring her cousin over, while the others were waiting in the hall.

In the corner, a woman turned to look at her companions and asked, "Yaoyao also has a cousin, why have I never heard of her before?"

The woman also looked confused, shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe it's some distant relative. It's normal that we haven't heard of it."

On the other side, a woman named Zhang Simin looked at Wu Wenting with a suspicious look on her face and asked, "Do you think she will not come over?"

Wu Wenting shook her head and said, "No."

She knew Tang Yaoyao, it was not her character to run away in the face of battle and not dare to fight.

But she knew better that she didn't have the ability to write poems and lyrics or dance with words.

Tonight, unless she calls the number one talented girl Zhong Yi, there will be no way to change the inevitable outcome.

And even if Zhong Yi comes in person, the outcome may not be certain.

She had just read Xue Yun's poem, and the quality was still higher than her usual works. There was not much time left. Even the most talented woman in Lingzhou could compose a poem in such a short period of time. It is not easy to surpass Xue Yun.

She really couldn't imagine how Tang Yaoyao could make a comeback tonight, could she rely on her distant cousin who had just arrived in Lingzhou?

As she thought about this, footsteps could be heard outside the hall.

Tang Yaoyao and a beautiful woman walked in from outside.

The woman had a silk scarf tied around her neck. She had a beautiful appearance and an extremely tall figure. Tang Yaoyao had been envious of her figure for a long time. The woman who walked in was actually much taller than her.

Of course, as a woman, Wu Wenting feels that being too tall is not always a good thing. Although she does not want to admit it, for women, Tang Yaoyao's figure is really just right. The points are short...

"Yaoyao, this is your cousin..."

"I've never seen it before..."

"Hurry up and give us a recommendation..."

Seeing someone approaching, Tang Yaoyao smiled and said, "This is my cousin, Li Qing, who just came from the capital..."

Tangning had a smile on her face and nodded gently to everyone.

He was wearing Tang Yaoyao's skirt, which was actually a bit too small, but fortunately the hem was long enough. He walked slowly so that his shoes would not be exposed. He just smiled without much expression on his face, so that he would not be exposed easily. .

"How are you, Miss Li..."

"Miss Li is so beautiful..."

"Miss Li, why don't you say anything? We are all sisters, there is no need to be shy..."

…

Tang Yaoyao hurriedly explained: "It's not that she doesn't speak. My cousin couldn't speak since she was born..."

"Ah, how could it be like this..." After the women were surprised, their expressions turned into one of deep regret, and they looked at Tangning with particularly sympathetic eyes.

She is so beautiful but cannot speak. How could God be so ruthless...

Tang Yaoyao looked at Wu Wenting and said, "Tonight we are missing one person. Including my cousin, there are exactly five people. Is that okay?"

The rules of tonight's poetry meeting are not that everyone has to write a poem, but that a group of several people is required. Xue Yun is in a group with Wu Wenting, and a poem by her is enough.

Wu Wenting hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded with a smile: "Of course."

"Cousin, let's go over and sit down." Tang Yaoyao took Tang Ning's wrist and walked towards a table in the corner.

Wu Wenting and others sat back down, glanced at the corner, and then looked back.

There was less than a quarter of an hour before the agreed time, and she didn't believe that they could write a good song in such a short period of time.

Tang Yaoyao can't do it, her cousin named Li Qing can't do it, and even Zhong Yi can't do it!

In the corner, Tang Yaoyao asked Tang Ning to sit in the dark and whispered, "It's almost too late. Are you okay?"

Tang Ning spread out a piece of paper on the table, picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then started writing.

On the other side, Xue Yun and Wu Wenting naturally noticed this scene.

Xue Yun frowned and asked in surprise: "Did she complete the lyrics in such a short period of time?"

Wu Wenting smiled and said without any concern: "So what if I have filled in the lyrics, I still can't compare to Sister Xue..."

Xue Yun also wanted to laugh, but the smile froze on her face.

For some reason, she always had a bad feeling, as if she had experienced this feeling somewhere...

In the corner, Tangning had put down her pen.

The font he uses is Hairpin Xiaokai, which is a very popular font among women. He still retains some muscle memory of this body. Changing handwriting is not a big deal to him. Too difficult.

Before Tang Yaoyao came and asked urgently, Wu Wenting stood up and walked over, saying with a smile: "The time is almost up, and they have all finished writing lyrics. Sister Yaoyao, it's just you..."

Tang Yaoyao folded the piece of paper and said, "We are ready too."

Wu Wenting looked at Tang Ning and smiled again, "Now that it's written, let's take it over and let everyone taste it..."

"This is so boring..." Tang Yaoyao shook his head and said, "How about we take a gamble?"

Wu Wenting was stunned and asked: "How to bet?"

"Let's bet on which song everyone thinks is better." Tang Yaoyao looked at her and said, "If you win, I will lose you two thousand taels of silver. If we win, you will lose two thousand taels of silver to me." two."

Tang Ning glanced at Tang Yaoyao. Was this a case of acting first and asking for permission later, or a case of getting something for nothing?

Wu Wenting hesitated. Two thousand taels was not a large sum for either the Tang or Wu family, but this kind of gambling...

Tang Yaoyao looked at her and asked, "Why, are you afraid of losing?"

In public, she had said so much, Wu Wenting had no choice but to fight back. She smiled and nodded, saying, "Let's gamble. The loser cannot refuse to pay."

Tang Yaoyao walked over and put the paper on the front table. Someone would open it and circulate it.

She walked back and sat next to Tang Ning, asking, "Can it work?"

If Li Qingzhao can't do it, no one can. Tang Ning looked at her and raised his eyebrows. He knew that Tang Yaoyao understood what he meant.

Tang Yaoyao waved his hand and said, "Oh, isn't it different? Anyway, the money promised to you is indispensable..."

Tang Ning already understood that the daughter of a businessman should not be underestimated.

Don’t think that Tang Yaoyao is innocent and harmless, but she is actually very cunning. Tonight, she not only cheated me into wearing women’s clothing, but also earned a thousand taels for nothing…

Tang Ning took back his previous evaluation of her as a spendthrift woman. With a wife like this, who is good at getting something for nothing, the family must be living a prosperous life…

Tang Yaoyao has been paying attention to the movement over there.

When they were appreciating poems just now, the discussion was still very lively, with people talking and laughing, which was completely different from their current expressions.

She touched Tang Ning with her shoulder and asked in a low voice: “Why are they all silent?”

…

“A Cut Plum” is one of Li Qingzhao’s most famous works.

When she wrote this poem, she had just gotten married and was facing the separation from her husband.

The way the most talented woman in history expressed her lovesickness was, of course, different from that of ordinary women. Her emotions were sincere and unconventional, her style was extremely fresh, and her artistic conception was extremely beautiful...

"There is no way to get rid of this feeling. It has just left my brows, but it is still on my mind." This is a well-known famous sentence.

As Li Qingzhao's pinnacle work, this poem has a very high achievement in literature, and countless people in later generations have given it high praise...

Even Tang Ning herself felt that it was a bit too bullying to bring this poem out at such a small poetry gathering...

"There is no way to get rid of this feeling. It has just left my brows, but it is still on my mind..." Xue Yun repeated these words in her mouth, looking at the corner, and after her eyes stayed on Tang Ning for a moment, she turned and left.

Wu Wenting's face was a little pale. She had some literary literacy, so she understood more clearly that this time, she had no way to fight. Tang Yaoyao moved a mountain and stood in front of them. They could never get over it in this life.

Her eyes also looked at the corner.

It doesn't matter when Tang Yaoyao got such a cousin. No matter if she is Tang Yaoyao's cousin or not, as long as she stands on Tang Yaoyao's side, they lose.

What's more, they look like sisters, not like cousins, but more like real sisters.

Because they are both the same height and the same------ flat.

Around Wu Wenting, the eyes of the others are different.

There are amazement, jealousy, sympathy with sighs, envy and admiration. That remote and dark corner soon became the focus of everyone's attention.