Chapter 79 Why do I feel like you are saying I am blind?
"Second Young Master, I really didn't expect you to be so good at holding a child. If the Emperor hadn't said this was the Fourth Young Lady, we would have thought this was your daughter."
"That's right. Look at this posture. It's more standard than the way my sister holds me..."
"Why would the second young master bring his little sister to a place like this? What if the little sister gets a headache from the noise?"
“…”
After Mo Yuanlin's attention shifted away from Yun Wanye, Wei Zhaohui and others immediately came over and surrounded him, talking to him one after another.
After hearing those words, Yun Wanning immediately became dissatisfied and started to grumble in her heart.
[The one who said he thought I was the second brother's daughter, please stand up. What on earth are you thinking? The second brother is not yet an adult, and he has not married yet, so where did his daughter come from? ]
[Also to the one who called me little sister, thank you for your concern, but I want to make it clear that I came here on my own accord. I like to watch the fun and won’t be bothered by the noise.]
Yun Wanye: “…”
I really have a lot of free time. I actually replied to these guys one by one.
"Please move aside. You are blocking my little sister from basking in the sun."
He raised his eyebrows and said something calmly, leaving everyone speechless.
This guy, when did he become so considerate?
"No, we haven't seen the little sister yet. Come, show us."
None of the young masters stepped back. Instead, they moved closer and looked at the baby Yun Wanning with curiosity.
The little kid had a pair of bright eyes, just like black grapes, and he looked at them intently. Their eyes lit up instantly, and a slight auntie smile appeared on their faces, and their hearts were softened.
"Wow, the second young master's little sister is so adorable. No wonder the second young master loves her so much. If she were my sister, I would love her too."
"That's right, little sister is so cute, she is prettier than any baby I have ever seen."
"Don't you see who the little sister's brother is? Our second young master looks so bad that he is a disaster to the country and the people, how can his sister be bad?"
"That's right. I have to say that Uncle Yun and his wife are really good at giving birth. The second young master has four brothers and sisters, each one is prettier than the other. When the little sister grows up, she will definitely be no worse than Miss Yun."
“…”
[You guys are really, what the hell are you talking about. 】
[You are really a group of honest and good kids. It's worth it for me to save you. ]
As early as when they approached, Yun Wanning knew that these people were the playboys who often hung out with Yun Wanye in the plot.
In the plot, these people should have been beheaded or exiled, but now they all appear in this occasion in good health.
The reason must be that she forcibly rescued Yun Wanye, which prevented Yun Wanye from attending the party that day, causing a chain reaction in the subsequent plot, which allowed them to escape.
So, in a sense, she saved them.
Yun Wanye: “…”
What does it mean to tell the truth nonsense?
Is my sister's way of expression so abstract?
And who is the kid? Who is it?
Little sister, would you like to take a look at yourself before you say this?
On the stage~ Jiang Zitang finished a poem and gently put down his brush. Four great scholars immediately picked up the rice paper with the poem on it and carefully observed and appreciated it.
Jiang Zitang began to look for inspiration for the second poem.
Her eyes fell on the plum blossoms blooming everywhere. Suddenly, a plum blossom petal that was suspended in the air by ice silk and trembling gently attracted her attention.
She took a few steps forward and read it carefully, with beautiful words emerging in her mind.
Yun Wanyao shifted her gaze away from her and accidentally glanced at Lu Huaijin and Yun Wanye who were standing beside her with a few young masters.
It seems that these two groups of people are born incompatible. Every time they meet, they are on edge and look down on each other.
But today, everyone is exceptionally harmonious, each living in peace in their own corner, without any friction or conflict. I don’t know if it’s because it’s a public occasion.
And Lu Huaijin seemed to be looking at the heroine. Yun Wanyao's eyes trembled, and the nerves in her body immediately tensed up. Her mind suddenly recalled Yun Wanning's thoughts and the story of the princess.
Really, how could she forget such an important thing?
This Lu Huaijin is going to kill the princess in the future.
"Princess, there is something I don't understand. Young Master Xie follows Atang everywhere. Why didn't Young Marquis Lu come over and sit with you?"
Yun Wanyao turned her head and leaned close to Mo Zhaozhao's ear, whispering in a low voice to tease him.
It was the first time she did such a thing, and she felt nervous, guilty, and uneasy, but she still did it without hesitation.
"Ah, this? Huai Jin was called away by his good friend."
"A Yao also knows that Huai Jin is different from Master Xie. Master Xie is a loner by nature. Apart from his cousin, he has always been a loner and doesn't like to socialize with others."
"But Huai Jin has always liked to make friends with like-minded young men. In this kind of occasion, he will definitely be with his good friends because they have more common topics."
Hearing her words, Mo Zhaozhao was slightly stunned, then looked at Yun Wanyao with a smile and explained.
Lu Huaijin had never sat with her in public, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
Yun Wanyao: “…”
She sighed helplessly in her heart, and then said meaningfully, "Is that so? I noticed that he seemed to be staring at Su Qianxue all the time."
"Also, last time during my little sister's full moon banquet, Su Qianxue fell into the water, and I also heard that it was Young Marquis Lu who rescued her..."
What??? Lu Huaijin is looking at Su Qianxue??? Mo Zhaozhao's face changed instantly, and he subconsciously turned his eyes to look for Lu Huaijin in the crowd. Sure enough, he saw that he was staring at Su Qianxue.
She hadn't noticed him before, and she didn't expect that he would dare to stare at a woman for so long in front of her.
She clenched her fists, anger rising in her chest.
She would get angry even if her own brother looked at Su Qianxue for even a second, let alone her fiancé.
Lu Huaijin!!! You are awesome! Mo Zhaozhao's eyes were gloomy, and he remembered Lu Huaijin in his heart.
"Princess, your wedding date is in a few months. This is a lifelong event. I think it's best to be cautious. Have you really thought it through? Do you really want to marry Young Marquis Lu?"
"Why did Ayao say that?"
Hearing this, Mo Zhaozhao turned his head and looked at her in confusion.
The wedding date has been set, what else is there to consider? "Alas," Yun Wanyao sighed, and said, "Princess, perhaps what I said will make you unhappy, but I still want to say that I always feel that Young Marquis Lu is not worthy of the princess."
"In terms of essays, this young Marquis Lu is far inferior to Master Xie who won the first place in the imperial examination at the age of thirteen. In terms of martial arts, there are many young masters from aristocratic families who are better than him. In terms of moral character, there is nothing commendable about him. As for his background, it is better not to mention it."
How can a bastard's origin be discussed?
"Even in appearance, there are many who are better than him. The princess is of noble birth and stunning beauty. She deserves the best man in the world."
Mo Zhaozhao: “…”
"Ayao, why do I feel like you are saying that I am blind?"
Why does Lu Huaijin seem to be completely useless after hearing what A Yao said?
"Well, maybe he is not outstanding in all aspects, but he is good to me. The Great Wu Kingdom has a law that anyone who marries a princess cannot serve as an official in the court."
"When I was young, I didn't have any playmates except you and my cousin. Those young masters from aristocratic families treated me like a ferocious beast and tried to avoid me as much as possible."
"Only Huai Jin doesn't care whether he can serve as an official in the court. After getting to know me, he often takes the initiative to look for me to play."
"At that time, I couldn't leave the palace, so every time he came, he would bring me rare toys from outside the palace and accompany me to cause trouble in the palace."
"Once, I climbed a very tall tree for fun. Halfway up, I slipped and fell down. I thought I was going to die, but the pain I imagined did not come."
"He was my human cushion, but I broke several of his bones and he had to lie in bed for several months."
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Mo Zhaozhao narrowed his eyes, lost in those long-forgotten memories.
Although Marquis Changle favored him because he was born a bastard, he still had to consider the face of the royal family and the marquis' wife. Therefore, Lu Huaijin's life was not easy when he was young, and it was far from being as glorious as it is now.
But he still tried his best to give her all the good things and left her with many warm memories.
These things cannot be replaced by any other external conditions.
Yun Wanyao: “…”
Silly princess, it is true that according to the laws of the Dawu Kingdom, anyone who marries a princess cannot serve as an official in the court. But not everyone's ambition is to enter the government.
Lu Huaijin was born out of wedlock, so how could he know that his dream was not to become a young marquis? Also, as an outsider, the princess' words sounded deliberate, and combined with her younger sister's thoughts, she was definitely trying to please him.
Deliberately trying to please.
Now, Lu Huaijin has successfully squeezed out the eldest son of Changle Marquis Mansion and become the young marquis. Who dares to say that this is not his goal?
Alas, the ice is three feet thick and it didn’t freeze overnight. It will probably take more than a day to wake the princess up.
Yun Wanyao had no choice but to give up the idea of continuing to provoke.
This is a major plan, and we should proceed step by step in the future.
Soon, Jiang Zitang on the stage finished his second poem. After reading it, the chief priest and the four scholars all nodded in praise with satisfaction.
The chief priest stroked his beard, looked at the young men and ladies around him with a smile, and his deep voice slowly rang out.
This passionate speech drew the attention of all the young masters and ladies back to him, even the group of playboys headed by Yun Wanye were no exception.
Wei Zhaohui looked towards the stage and said nonchalantly, "Oh, the opening speech is over. Next up should be the new work of the talented Jiang. Let's all listen carefully."
[After so much waiting, the winter banquet has finally officially begun. ]
[Let me think, what are the steps of the winter feast? ]
[Step 1: All participants are present; Step 2: Find a seat; Step 3: The chief priest gives an opening speech; Step 4: Jiang Zitang writes a poem; Step 5: Appreciation; Step 6: Friendly communication.]
What is friendly communication?
[People with talent can show off themselves to their heart's content today. This banquet is also a good way for talented people to increase their popularity. ]
[If you can write a good poem or a good article, you will be famous in Gaojing tomorrow, gain a large number of fans, and maybe even get the favor of officials and be promoted out of turn.]
[In addition, unmarried people have absolute priority in choosing a spouse. In any era, people always have a filter for those with great talents.]
[The friendly exchange will continue for a while, and then it will be up to the Lord of the Court and the great scholars to discover new potential stocks in literature.]
【After that, the men and women present were free to communicate with each other. 】
[It is mentioned in the plot that every winter banquet will bring together several couples, and this is also the ultimate goal of the winter banquet. ]
Tsk, after attending a winter banquet, Yun Wanye deeply felt that his vocabulary had increased a lot.
For example, increasing popularity, channels, priority in choosing a mate, filter bonus, potential stocks, etc. Although he couldn't understand any of the words taken out at random, if they were put in the context of a complete sentence, he seemed to understand them vaguely.
Moreover, the understanding of the winter banquet has also changed.
"Everyone, this is the new work of our talented lady Jiang. Please enjoy it together."
Seeing that everyone's attention was drawn back, the chief priest coughed and began to read Jiang Zitang's two new works in public.
One: "Winter Banquet: Snowy Mountains and Rivers" 'The painting of dancing snowy mountains and rivers opens, the ink and color paintings express the lofty sentiments, the wind and snow are proud of the poetic inspiration, and the snow rhyme calls for the spring breeze.'
The second one: "Winter Banquet·Falling Plum Blossoms" 'The fallen petals do not understand the meaning of lovesickness, they drift and fall into the winter mud, a strand of silver flower cherishes itself, and dances a song in the cold wind.'
Obviously, the second one was written by Jiang Zitang after seeing the petals of the plum blossom.
Both of these poems are extremely relevant to the icy lake after the snow today. Everyone has witnessed Jiang Zitang's talent.
Although the two poems today were not enough to amaze them, they were definitely at a passing level. Therefore, after the Lord Chief Priest finished reading them, the crowd immediately started whispering and talking about them.
Sure enough, these two poems are exactly the same as what my little sister mentioned in her heart, so there will be no problem with Su Qianxue's next poems.
Yun Wanyao was both excited and nervous. She was excited because everything was under control, but she was nervous because she was afraid that some uncontrollable accidents would occur.
"Facing the wind and snow, I feel inspired to write poetry. The rhyme of snow in the vast distance calls for the spring breeze. Hearing this poem makes me want to go up and write a poem."
Zhu Yongcheng curled his lips and said one sentence, which immediately attracted a lot of contempt.
"You? Forget it. I believe you are good at fighting, but you are not good at writing poetry."
"That's right. I agree with you. How many words do you know? Do you want to write poetry?"
"Hahaha, are you still sleepy today?"
“…”
Zhu Yongcheng: “…”
Can't I just say it casually? On the side, Su Qianxue had a determined smile on her lips.
As expected, the talented women in this world have little value.
How can she be called the most talented woman with just these two meaningless and whining poems?
Any one of the songs in her head would be much better than this one, not to mention that she has hundreds of them in her head.
Soon she would let these ignorant ancient people open their eyes and see what a masterpiece is.
Today, she will blind the eyes of everyone present again.