"Yes." Xiao Tao responded after hearing that.
Although the other party did not catch the young lady's eye, he was still outstanding among the young men and was worthy of some fee from her.
Then, Xia Qiuyan looked at the next poem and was slightly stunned after reading it: "This Sun Yinglin is only ranked second?"
Originally, she thought Sun Yinglin was still number one. If he was, she was prepared to give him a chance. Of course, it was not because she had her eyes on him, but because such a man who was both civil and martial and had extraordinary attainments in poetry might be the opportunity for her to advance to the Four Symbols Realm.
Of course, if you get along well with each other and the other party performs well, you don’t necessarily have to give him or her no chance in the future.
"I think the other one is much better than this one." The maid Xiao Tao said, "Miss, take a look."
So, Xia Qiuyan looked at the last song with anticipation.
Spring Night Rain
Good rain knows its season, and it happens in spring.
It sneaks into the night with the wind, moistening everything silently.
The wild paths and the clouds are all dark; only the fire on the river boat is bright.
In the morning, I see the red wet place and the heavy flowers in Huayang City.
After reading it, Xia Qiuyan was speechless for a long time. She liked poetry and had a high appreciation for it. She could also feel the meaning of this poem, which said that the timely rain seemed to know the season. When spring came, it quietly fell at night with the spring breeze, silently nourishing everything. The sky over the field path was dark, and only a little fire on the fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which seemed particularly bright. When the sun rose, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Huayang City must be a scene of thousands of colors.
She imagined the scene coming towards her and felt it was beautiful.
"How's it going, miss?"
"This poem deserves to be ranked first." Xia Qiuyan took a deep breath and said, "Please invite the author of this poem, Qin Tian, to come in and see it!"
"Ah?" The maid Xiaotao was suddenly startled.
"Ah what? Go quickly!" Xia Qiuyan said unhappily.
"Yes, Miss." The maid Xiaotao suppressed her shock and responded. The reason she was shocked was naturally because it was the first time that the Miss invited someone into her attic!
You know, before, the extremely outstanding Mr. Sun Yinglin was so obsessed with the young lady but he didn't get what he wanted. She felt that the poem was good, but she didn't expect that it could catch the young lady's eye so much.
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