Chapter 28: Flower Appreciation and Poetry
This ceremony was so graceful and elegant that it caught Lu Qinglian off guard.
That’s not what Shen Yiyi said originally!
Didn't she say that Yun Zhuan was only greedy for fame and fortune and was fawning and flattering?
"We are going to write poetry!" Lu Qinglian raised her chin, like an innocent noble lady, "Do you want to go?"
Yun Zhuan thought, this invitation to him to participate was fake, and the real purpose was to give him a warning, right?
No matter what, I'm here now, and the banquet is a good opportunity to clear my name.
Who knew which lady had a sharp tongue and spread the matter.
Then she won't have to defend herself!
"Thank you Miss Lu for your invitation. Let's go together." Yun Shuan agreed readily.
No matter how you put it, the Yun family has never spared any effort in nurturing her. Shen Yiyi once told her that Shen Jue doesn't like smart women, but only stupid women. She has been hiding her incompetence for many years and has not won his favor, but has received a lot of criticism.
People said all sorts of things about her, including being illiterate and having a low level of knowledge.
However, this time Yun Zhuan will not consider what anyone says. She wants to live for the Yun family and for herself!
When Lu Qinglian saw Yun Zhuan agreed so readily, she suddenly felt an inexplicable fondness for her. She blushed and took the lead.
Yun Zhuan and Lu'e looked at each other but said nothing.
The poetry competition took place in a pavilion, and the men were not exclusively seated there. Instead, there were many young men looking around and discussing with their brothers who their sweethearts were.
When Lu Qinglian brought Yun Zhuan here, the other ladies were stunned. They had heard of the reputation of Princess Yuling, but this Lu Qinglian...
"We are all sisters, no one is petty, right?" At this time, someone spoke up. Yun Ju'an looked over and saw a person sitting on a tree with a dogtail grass in her mouth. She looked nonchalant, but she looked like a young lady.
As soon as she opened her mouth, it seemed that the other ladies had no objections.
"The first question today is something that has nothing to do with spring... chrysanthemums." The person who asked the question seemed to be a young man from the male guest group. To avoid suspicion, he did not come close. Several people laughed together and looked at the colorful faces of the ladies.
Lu Qinglian gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Zian, you'd better pray that you won't be exposed to the storm when you return home!"
Yun Zhuan was almost amused. She had heard of Lu Zian and he seemed to be Lu Qinglian's younger brother.
After saying this, the girls all laughed quietly.
"Forget it, let's play chrysanthemums in the first round!" Lu Qinglian took the lead and wrote the first poem, "Ode to chrysanthemums, the west wind blows and golden chrysanthemums bloom, planted all over the walls waiting for you to come. Just like the three thousand guests who have passed by, they don't leave the color of yesterday's bloom."
Not bad, Yun Zhuan nodded secretly, this poem is indeed good and lives up to the reputation of this talented woman in the capital.
But if I want to win, I'm afraid I'll have to cheat.
In her previous life, she accidentally picked up a rare copy of a book, which was filled with famous quotes from ancient times that she had never seen before, as well as various musical and chess scores. It was very special. The last part was actually a picture album. When her time was approaching, she hid this thing away. She was afraid that it had already turned to ashes and disappeared by now?
Shen Yiyi can also write poetry, but hers is definitely not as good as Lu Qinglian's. However, she is confident that she is better than the best, but better than the worst:
"I came. Since ancient times, the chrysanthemums have been covered with frost and cold, and the buds are filled with cold fragrance. The autumn wind brings the Double Ninth Festival, and the flowers turn into yellow mud when I climb the heights."
It's kind of interesting, but not as good as the previous one.
"Now, Princess Yuling, it's your turn."
After Shen Yiyi said these words, she revealed an ambiguous smile. Everyone around could see that the Shen family's eldest daughter was bound to make things difficult for Yun Jianan today!
Many of the young masters felt pity for Yun Zhuan's appearance and thought it was heartbreaking that such a beautiful girl was targeted like this.
Lu Zian couldn't help but say, "I heard that Miss Yun's poetry is not very good, so why not just forget it!"
Be harmonious and everyone will feel better!
Shen Yiyi was not willing to comply: "What are you talking about? I haven't caused any problems, so why would Young Master Lu protect me?"
"Everyone is doing this. If you can't do it, just admit defeat, right? Sisters, don't you agree?"
There are indeed many ups and downs around me that echo each other.
Lu Qinglian is the most protective of his own people, and Shen Yiyi is indeed unreasonable. She just wants to say what she wants to say, why does she have to involve her brother in this?
"It's just a poem, there's no need to be so tense." Yun Zhuan smiled softly, "I just happened to have prepared a poem, so let's enjoy it together."
Shen Yiyi was somewhat disdainful. She didn't believe that Yun Zhuan could write any good poem!
The atmosphere suddenly became peaceful, and Yun Zhuan slowly spoke: "Wait until September 8th in autumn, when my flower blooms, all other flowers will die."
The young masters all began to discuss the matter. These two sentences were already very good, but looking at the way Princess Yuling was thinking, I was afraid that with such a jade in front of her, it would be difficult to make the following sentences better, right?
"The fragrance of the sky permeates Chang'an, and the whole city is covered with golden armor!"
Although Yun Zhuan's voice was not loud, his momentum was evident.
There was a long period of silence afterwards. Many people found it unbelievable. Was it possible that Miss Yun's previous reputation as a fool was all an act?
Lu Qinglian was particularly impressed by Yun Zhuan and said crisply, "I lost."
Shen Yiyi gritted her teeth. When on earth would Yun Zhuan be able to come up with such a good poem?
The other ladies originally wanted to compose some poems, but they found that no matter how hard they tried, it would be difficult to surpass Yun Zhuan's poem!
Su Yu'an was reading the book, chewing on these lines of poetry, and he felt more and more that Yun Zhuan was not a simple person. He was smart, but he had been pretending for so long, so why didn't he keep pretending?
Impulsive.
The others didn’t have time to think so much. The ladies were also discussing it, thinking that maybe Princess Yuling was lucky and was able to do it?
Yun Ju'an took a sip of peach blossom wine, waiting for someone to step forward and act as a warning to her.
She is not someone you can easily mess with!
As expected, an unfamiliar noblewoman took the lead: "My lord, may I give you a question?"
Duhuo said beside him: "This is the daughter of Liu family, Liu Shuocui's daughter."
Oh, it’s an acquaintance!
"Please compose a poem about peach blossoms, Princess!" Liu Shangya said, as if there was something irresistible about it.
Yun Zhuan nodded and agreed. Shen Xueyan beside him was still taking notes of the chrysanthemum that Yun Zhuan had just written. The murderous aura was obvious in her eyes. This woman was definitely not an ordinary person.
Now she is asked to compose a poem about peach blossoms again. Shen Xueyan doesn't think her poem can be better than that about chrysanthemums.
But he seemed to have underestimated Yun Zhuan!
Collect, collect, wow, wow, I thought of writing a novel, but I didn't expect to write my own poems. I'm speechless. Only the heroine's poems can be copied, and others' poems can only be written by themselves QAQ
During the epidemic, kissing and sticking are prohibited.
People should keep a distance from each other, and hope that the epidemic will be resolved soon.
(Male lead: Can I wait until the epidemic is over before I can get close to the baby heroine?)
(Her lead: Dame, so sad!)
(End of this chapter)