Fu Tong'er held her chin, and her healthy nails lightly tapped on her glowing skin.
The fairy silk on the eyes fluttered in the wind, and a small lip was faintly opened under the bead curtain:
"The first line: plum blossoms and snow choke a cup of wine, spring breeze caresses your throat."
"The third line: The sound of hooves treading the northern ravine, the long ditch of Dulan."
"The fourth line: I will carry your black robe, and you will arrange your orchid jacket."
"The last sentence: never see each other again, plum blossoms bury the three lives of fate."
After You Yi finished writing, he looked at Fu Tong'er's calm face and said, "Are you planning to return to Dian?"
Fu Tong'er smiled and said nothing.
You Yi continued, "Master Jiu is watching you. You must think carefully."
"That's it, big brother, give it to me."
Her transparent, rosy nails rested lightly on her cheeks, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Of course she knew he was here.
General You Yi took another look at the poem.
"Tongtong, once you recite this song, Master Jiu will immediately understand what you mean."
Fu Tong'er smiled faintly, her fingers stroking the pearl curtain on her face, and she uttered a voice as clear as a spiritual spring: "I'm afraid he'll hear it. Humph, he's about to marry Princess Tingyang, and I'm afraid he'll hear it? I just want him to hear it. If he doesn't understand, I'll put it in his ear and explain it to him at night! Make sure he understands every word!"
"Okay." You Yi sorted out the answers and gave them to the little boy.
The little boy handed in the answer.
When the village chief Ma saw it, he handed the poem to Mr. Guo.
Lord Guo laughed heartily and said, "Miss Qiu Tong, you are quite talented. I wonder which man has betrayed you, causing you to be so resolute. If you are willing, I have a son who is over twenty-six years old. He is tall and strong, with a handsome face, and he also likes to write. You young people could meet him and make friends."
Xiao Pu couldn't help but burst out laughing. What did Miss Fu write that could make an adult act as a matchmaker on the spot?
Lu Zhenzhi snorted coldly and said, "She even came here for a blind date."
At this moment, General Yi's hand, holding the pen, reached up to the carriage roof and shouted, "My sister's family has strict rules! You are forbidden to have any contact with strange men! Otherwise, you will be severely punished by the family law!"
Upon hearing this, Lord Guo looked at General Youyi and thought he had seen this face before, but couldn't place it. So he smiled and said, "Of course, of course. Your sister is obviously from a prominent family. I'm sorry for being so rude. I hope you won't take it as an offense, little brother."
Lu Zhenzhi snorted: "You can't have any contact with strange men..."
Xiao Pu: The master is nitpicking and jealous again.
At this point, the "Mayfly" team couldn't write and automatically withdrew from the competition. Before withdrawing, they were fined a jar of wine.
The remaining two were the two daughters of Boss Jian's family. Having never heard of this poem before, they discussed it, and the younger one said, "Sir, can we sisters dance instead of reciting the poem to pass this test?"
"This..." Village Chief Ma asked Lord Guo who was sitting behind him. Although Lord Ke from the Dingnan Marquis Mansion was sitting here, the host was Lord Guo.
Lord Guo originally organized this flower-dip poetry competition for his son's daughter-in-law, so he smiled and said, "Okay. Since Boss Jian's two daughters are willing to entertain everyone with their dance, we would like to enjoy them too."
Lieutenant General Xiao muttered impatiently, "What a bullshit dance! How damn nosy! I don't know what our woman has written. If we wait any longer, our hair will turn gray!"
Lu Zhenzhi turned to look at Deputy General Xiao: "You are even more anxious than me."
Xiao Pu smiled and said nothing: "This is what I am anxious about."
Lu Zhenzhi snorted and laughed, then turned back.
The daughters of Mr. Jian were seventeen and sixteen. The sixteen-year-old played the flute, and the seventeen-year-old danced.
The flute sounds, the dance moves, and the audience applauds one after another.
Fu Tong'er leaned against the carriage window and snorted coldly, "You can pass like this...? These judges are here to see the beauties. What kind of poetry competition is this? Wouldn't it be better to have a beauty performance instead?"
You Yi smiled and said, "My sister Tong might as well play with a whip to open their eyes."
"How can I get on stage if I can't see? Besides, will they laugh at me for being blind?"
"So what if you can't see? If you go on stage, I'll take care of anyone who dares to say anything bad about you! Besides, even though you're blind now, your heart is very bright. If you want to go, I'll help you get on stage. As for those two women, they're just average looking. If Tongtong goes up, she'll be a real stunner..."
Fu Tong'er couldn't help laughing when she heard this: "Brother, you are the only one who can make me happy."
You Yi looked at Fu Tong'er's smile and smiled too. As long as she was happy, he would be satisfied.
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