The Reborn Noble Daughter

Chapter 65 65. Eyes of the mind

After reciting Yin Canwen's poem several times, Wen Xinglu looked at him with a more complicated look.

Although heroes cherish heroes, for a person like him who is proud of his talent, if he really wants to convince someone, it is impossible unless he is crushed by a powerful force.

The paper in his hand was secretly crumpled into a ball. Seeing everyone's pursuit of Yin Canwen, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Wen Mengsheng looked at the side with a hint of calculation, and said without taking it too seriously, "It's just to take advantage of it. If my cousin had sent the note earlier than him, there's no telling who would be in the limelight today." Woolen cloth."

Wen Xinglu looked a little dignified. What he hated most in his life was that others compared him with him.

"You're welcome, cousin. Brother Yin's talent and learning are beyond my comparison."

Having said that, Wen Mengsheng could see the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

He copied the poem he just mentioned again. Unfortunately, after he handed in the paper, he received praise, but the academicians were not as enthusiastic about him as Yin Canwen.

 An hour later, the winner was decided.

All four academicians named Yin Canwen as the first place winner in the first round. Wen Xinglu clenched his fists again, "It's just a civil competition. Who can laugh at the end depends on Chunwei."

　　He was quite disdainful towards Yin Canwen in words.

 “What my cousin said makes sense.”

Wen Mengsheng smiled and replied that this cousin was far more talented and knowledgeable than him and would definitely have a good future, so it was reasonable to have a good relationship with him.

Standing around were all the students who had followed Wen Mengsheng in the academy, and naturally they were not happy with Yin Canwen's current appearance of stealing the limelight.

 After being reminded by Wen Mengsheng's eyes, he stirred up trouble again.

Feng Jinyao saw their every word and deed, and her dislike for Wen Mengsheng became more and more obvious.

 Borrowing a knife to kill someone was his usual tactic. Unfortunately, when he met her in this life, it was not certain who would borrow a knife and kill someone.

 In previous years, there would be three other competitions in the Yangchun Poetry Club.

It is a pity that this year, due to Academician Lu’s health, the four games had to be reduced to two games.

 The theme of the second show was closely related to the congratulations from all nations, which caused the students from poor families to dismount one after another and lost a lot of limelight.

 Compared to those young men from aristocratic families in the Eastern Capital City, they have never even seen each other. How can they compose poems based on this?

Even if I try to write it down, it is just an empty expression and not satisfactory.

 Many people even failed to write complete poems within the stipulated time. A few poems were really difficult to achieve elegance.

Wen Xinglu had the advantage and had seen the grand scene once outside Changchun Tower, so he was able to write the sentence, "Nine heavens closed the palace, and the clothes of all nations bowed to the crown." This sentence was deeply remembered by Academician Lu. Lived him.

“Not bad, it looks like there will be a lot of potential in next spring.”

After receiving his comments, Wen Xinglu relaxed and looked at Yin Canwen with some provocation.

Seeing that the latter did not have the annoyance or disdain of a defeated general, he sincerely congratulated him. In this way, it seemed that his expression just now was a bit petty.

 Therefore, he was only happy for a moment, but the relationship with Yin Canwen was finally concluded.

 After this competition, the reputation of Yin Canwen and Wen Xinglu became famous among the students in Dongdu City. After hearing the news, a restaurant owner even placed a bet for the two of them in the store.

 Who will get the money? For a time, it became a topic of conversation on the streets.

Of course, this is something.

 In front of him, after the competition was over, Feng Er was not in a hurry to return to the academy. Instead, he pulled Yin Canwen and stopped Uncle Bai's carriage halfway.

The young man from the Bai family knew the temper of the second young master of the Feng family, so he didn't dare to stop.

Uncle Bai Si was still sitting in the car with his eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly he felt that the carriage was not going away, so he asked outside. "What's wrong?"

 “Uncle, it’s me.”

The voice was familiar. He knew Feng Jinlin as soon as he heard it. Uncle Bai smiled and said, "You may have been caught, but don't think that I will intercede on your behalf."

His temperament is just about watching the fun, so how could he use his status as an elder to help them.

Feng Jinyao shrugged, looking at Bai Siruo's expression as if someone had caught him, but Bai Siruo was laughing so hard.

“You, why don’t you come out with me quickly? If my second brother curses, you have to stand in front of me.”

Bai Siruo patted her shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Don't be afraid, I'll tell your cousin for you."

 After saying that, he opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. He was still dressed as a book boy. He looked at Feng Er but was not afraid at all.

“Cousin, if you are angry with me, come to me. Don’t scare A Yao.”

"You still know how to protect A-Yao, so you take her around all day long, even dare to go to the poetry club to do mischief, are you not afraid of being discovered? There are quite a few young masters like you two in Dongdu City."

Feng Er is most worried about this, for fear of being discovered by others and damaging their reputation.

Bai Siruo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just saw her a few times at the banquet. How can I really remember it?"

It was only now that Feng Er dared to take a good look at her outfit. Indeed, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even be able to tell that she was a woman disguised as a man.

“Humph, just go ahead and do it yourself. Don’t run away with Ayao next time. She’ll be ready for marriage next year. If it affects her marriage proposal, let’s see how my grandmother and my mother deal with you.”

Although the words were threatening, they did not scare Bai Siruo.

 On the other hand, Yin Canwen next to him was so shocked that he was speechless.

　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　Isn't that a woman?

　　Does this mean that the two people behind Mr. Bai’s death today are both women?

Yin Canwen suddenly lost his composure, but after all, he was on the street, and even Feng Er lowered his voice when speaking. Even if he was surprised, he did not dare to make any more noise.

I saw a pair of small, plain hands opening the curtain and looking at them.

Although she is also dressed as a book boy, she is extremely cute. If she had not known in advance that she was a girl, I might have thought that she was a book girl who has not grown up.

Then I heard a pleasant voice saying, "Second brother, don't blame me. It's me who has exceeded the rules. If anything happens, let's go home and talk about it."

Yin Canwen felt his heart skip a beat.

Even without seeing him, Yin Canwen felt that he had been trapped.

Feng Er was too busy being angry that he didn't notice the reaction of the people around him, so he warned, "Be careful on the road and wait until you get home."

Bai Siruo nodded. After getting on the carriage, the coachman saw Feng Er riding his horse and ran forward. He also waved his whip a few times to make the carriage run a few steps faster.

Yin Canwen entered Feng's house for the first time since he got acquainted with Feng Er.

The house is quiet and quiet, and the servants are well-behaved. It is both majestic and graceful, and it is indeed the style of everyone.

 Suddenly I remembered the voice just now, and I felt a little lost in thought.

Feng Er placed him in his own courtyard and strode to Ning'an Courtyard where Feng Jinyao was.

I hope you will know the words and phrases quoted in this chapter from Wang Wei's "He Jiashe Ren's Early Dynasty to the Daming Palace" written by Wang Wei.

 (End of this chapter)