Zhao Lin looked at Bai Shicheng coldly: "Did the Fu family agree?"
Bai Shicheng said proudly: "Although it has not been confirmed yet, but a response has been given. It is only a matter of time."
Zhao Lin said calmly, "Then wait until it's confirmed before showing off."
"Hmph, you're asking for your own death. You think you can fight me?"
Bai Shicheng cursed in a low voice.
He was humiliated today.
But it doesn't matter. Who hasn't done something like this? It's just that I was exposed in front of everyone today, so I lost some face.
"Bai Shicheng is such a waste!"
Zhao Mingya cursed in a low voice, "How could someone like Bai Shiyuan have such a stupid brother?"
Zhao Chenhan was also a little disappointed, but he concealed his feelings and said, "Fortunately, he is a waste, otherwise, wouldn't my brother be wronged by him?"
Zhao Mingya said angrily: "You are so considerate of him, but he doesn't care about you."
Zhao Chenhan smiled and said, "I don't care about that."
"Hmph, you can't be too kind. If you are kind, you will be bullied." Zhao Mingya warned.
Zhao Chenhan said: "I still think there are many good people in the world."
Zhao Mingya said helplessly: "You are beyond help."
Zhao Lin was about to go upstairs when a maid stopped him: "Upstairs is the girls' boudoir, no men allowed."
"All right."
Zhao Lin could only sit aside.
Zhao Ling had just offended Bai Shicheng, so no one dared to make friends with him. This saved him the trouble and he could drink by himself, feeling very relaxed.
Fu Liqing, who was upstairs, listened to Lan'er's vivid description and her pretty face darkened: "Bai Shicheng's character is so bad that he is not worthy of marrying me."
Yun Zhiyi smiled and said, "It's all for you."
Fu Liqing shook his head and said, "Since you're doing this for me, you should act uprightly instead of resorting to these petty tricks. The most ridiculous thing is that you haven't succeeded in your petty tricks and you've already lost face. I will never agree to such an idiot."
Yun Zhiyi nodded and said, "That's right. When choosing a husband's family, it's easy to say whether the person is good or bad. The most important thing is that they can't be too stupid. Even if the other party is a prince or a grandson of the emperor, being too stupid is not a good thing, as it will easily bring you into trouble."
"Yes." Fu Liqing said.
Yun Zhiyi suddenly laughed and said, "That Shi Zhong doesn't seem very smart. Doesn't he know that if Bai Shicheng wasn't so stupid, he wouldn't be able to leave the stage today?"
Fu Liqing said firmly: "He must have his own way."
Yun Zhiyi shook his head: "You're done. You're already starting to make excuses for him."
Fu Liqing immediately changed the subject and said, "Everyone is eager to see you, the most beautiful woman. Let's go out."
Yun Zhiyi smiled and went out with Fu Liqing.
The entire cabin suddenly became quiet.
Fu Liqing is the daughter of Minister Fu, and Yun Zhiyi is the most popular courtesan recently, with countless people coveting them. When the two of them came out together, all the people below were stunned.
"Miss Fu is here too?"
Bai Shicheng's heart sank, and his hatred for Zhao Lin increased a little. He hurriedly went to greet her: "Miss Fu, long time no see."
"Um."
Fu Liqing nodded calmly to Bai Shicheng, then turned to look at Zhao Lin: "Mr. Zhao, let me introduce you. This is Sister Yun Zhiyi."
Zhao Lin stood up and said, "Hello, Sister Yun. I'm Zhao Lin."
Yun Zhiyi smiled and said, "I know. It's Zhao Lin, the poet. He just won the top three prizes in the imperial examinations and also writes excellent articles. Qing'er has told me about it so many times that her ears are almost callused."
"Sister Yun!"
Fu Liqing stamped his feet in anger.
Yun Zhiyi said to the crowd, "Welcome everyone to the banquet I'm hosting. A banquet without poetry is meaningless. Since Master Zhao is here, how about asking him to write a poem?"
Zhao Lin quickly waved his hands: "Sister Yun, please stop laughing at me. With so many talented brothers here, how can it be my turn to write poetry?"
Those people immediately straightened their chests and gave Zhao Lin a satisfied look.
If you are sensible, we will not help Bai Shicheng bully you.
Yun Zhiyi insisted, "Qing'er came to me specifically to ask for an invitation for you. You can't let her down."
Fu Liqing glared at Yun Zhiyi helplessly and said to Zhao Lin, "Don't listen to her nonsense. If you can write poetry, then write it. If you can't, it doesn't matter. Writing poetry also requires feeling."
Having said that, Fu Liqing still looked at Zhao Lin with burning eyes, hoping that he could write a poem and show it to everyone.
Bai Shicheng immediately said, "After seeing the two girls, I suddenly felt poetic and wanted to write a poem for them."
Fu Liqing ignored Bai Shicheng and just looked at Zhao Lin.
Yun Zhiyi chuckled and said, "Wait a minute, Mr. Bai. It won't be too late to do it after Mr. Zhao has done it."
Zhao Lin pondered for a moment and smiled, "I didn't feel anything at first, but now that Miss Fu said that, I feel something."
Bai Shicheng immediately cast a fierce look at Zhao Lin.
Fu Liqing blinked her beautiful eyes and couldn't help but take two steps towards Zhao Lin. When she reacted, she stopped immediately, but still looked at Zhao Lin with her beautiful eyes shining.
Zhao Lin pretended not to see it, walked forward a few steps with his hands behind his back, and said aloud: "This poem is called Xijiang Yue.
Her hair was loosely tied up, her makeup lightly done. A mist of green smoke and green mist hung lightly, and the flying catkins and silk threads were uncertain.
It is better not to see each other than to see each other. How can love be compared to indifference? After the music and singing have ended and I have just sobered up, the moon is slanting in the deep courtyard and the people are quiet. "①
As soon as the words fell.
The entire cabin was silent.
Everyone looked at Zhao Lin in horror.
This poem by Zhao Lin, whether it is the description of her clothes and appearance in the front or the remembrance in the back, is simply tailor-made for her.
"T-Is this something he just came up with?"
"No! Absolutely not. He definitely prepared it a long time ago!"
"It must have been prepared a long time ago. Who can write such good lyrics in such a short time?"
"This person has such bad character that he actually uses this to show off."
Many people were whispering, their voices filled with resentment.
The reason is simple: Zhao Lin's poem is so amazing that they can't think of any poem that can surpass his.
If you can't surpass his poetry, what's the point of writing it?
This made some of the men who were preparing to perform in front of the two girls very annoyed.
"He definitely prepared it in advance, absolutely." Zhao Mingya gritted her teeth and said to Zhao Chenhan, "He must have known that he was asked to write a poem, so he wrote it in advance. It's impossible that he wrote it on the spot."
Zhao Chenhan's eyes were dazed and he didn't answer.
He found that even if he were given time, he would not be able to write such good words.
Why? Why did I work so hard, but I was still worse than a beggar?
Zhao Chenhan secretly clenched his fists, his eyes gloomy.
"My hair is loosely tied, my makeup lightly done. Green smoke and mist hang lightly, and the floating catkins are uncertain. Seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other, how can love be like indifference? After the music and singing have ended, I have just sobered up, and the moon is slanting in the deep courtyard, and the people are quiet."
Yun Zhiyi recited the poem softly, looked deeply at Zhao Lin, and then turned to Bai Shicheng and said, "Mr. Bai, it's your turn. Bring out your masterpiece and let everyone listen to it."
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