Zhao Youping chatted and laughed with the other young masters without any stage fright. His confidence as the eldest grandson of the Zhao family made him particularly calm among his peers.
Zhao Youping almost choked on his tea when he suddenly heard his aunt's thoughts, which sounded a bit lustful. Why would his aunt think like that?
How old is she, but she likes to look at handsome young men? What will happen when she grows up?
Zhang looked at the ladies opposite him and saw Chen Xinyue, hugging Zhao Letong with shining eyes. They both had the same expression, almost drooling. Zhao Youping's face turned black. Why is Miss Chen also like this?
He really wanted to listen to Chen Xinyue's thoughts, which seemed very different from his aunt's.
He guessed right, Chen Xinyue was also admiring handsome guys. Isn’t this more interesting than the boy group audition?
The young men over there were even more excited, like peacocks spreading their tails, hoping to get more attention from the young ladies.
Some young men had prepared poems and took the opportunity to write poems, showing off their literary talent, which drew rounds of applause.
Excellent poems will be circulated to everyone, first to the elders in the main seat, and then to the female relatives. It is also a good opportunity for them to become famous.
Qiao Yujiao had been waiting for this opportunity. When the young masters finished their poems, she stepped forward and said, "It's so lively today. I have a poem of my own, and I'd like to invite you to appreciate it."
Xu Qianer was not very happy. She could actually write poetry?
Wouldn't that give her the spotlight?
The other young ladies were also waiting, most of them not believing that Qiao Yujiao could write poetry.
Girls from large families would also learn to read, but they would only learn the rules and regulations for women, and would rarely learn poetry and prose, so it was not that easy to learn.
Qiao Yujiao thought proudly that when she became famous, her reputation as a talented woman would spread throughout the capital.
Zhao Letong really disliked her boasting, and with a flicker of his eyes, he said, "Qiao Yujiao has the cultural heritage of five thousand years of her previous life. Her poems were not her own, she just copied them."
Although copying something isn't plagiarism, and the ancients won't come to resent it, using it to gain fame isn't your own talent, so it's just name-calling.
[She has a fatal flaw: her handwriting is not good. This suspicion is enough to prove that she is a plagiarist.]
Zhao Youping on the opposite side heard her inner thoughts. It was actually like this. The Qiao family was so hypocritical to raise such a shameless daughter.
Even though Qiao Yujiao apologized and made amends for the Zhao family's insults, the Zhao family would not let it go. Since they wanted to embarrass the Qiao family, Zhao Youping would naturally spare no effort to attack the Qiao family.
Qiao Yujiao had already written a poem. She had studied it long ago. There was no "Book of Songs" in this era. Today, a man and a woman were meeting each other, so she decided to write a poem called "Guanju".
"The orioles are singing on the island in the river..."
Everyone gradually calmed down. This poem is catchy, easy to understand, and has beautiful artistic conception. What a great poem!
Xu Qianer also opened her mouth wide, her face looking extremely ugly. Should she choose her husband, or should she choose for herself?
The young men were in an uproar. They were all educated and understood the brilliance of the poem better than the women. They all nodded their heads, feeling the artistic conception of the poem. The more they recited, the more they felt that the poem was so well written.
Qiao Yujiao smiled modestly, but there was pride in her eyes. She thought, "These ancient people must have never heard such good poetry. Let them open their eyes."
When all the Tang and Song poems are brought out, won’t you be shocked?
Zhao Youping frowned. This woman was indeed powerful, and he must not let her steal the show.
Fortunately, her aunt reminded her, otherwise Qiao Yujiao's reputation as a talented woman would have spread. If she had hooked up with a noble and gained power in the future, she would not have let the Zhao family go.
I had already had murderous intentions towards the Zhao family, and I would never let her get what she wanted.
Zhao Youping said, "Miss Qiao has great literary talent. I admire her. She is a rare talent in the world. It is an honor for us to listen to such a masterpiece."
Qiao Yujiao was very proud. The Zhao family also came to flatter her. She would definitely not accept it. What could such a family of reckless military generals achieve?
He said modestly, "Mr. Zhao, you're too polite."
Xu Qianer was even angrier. She was the one who fell in love with Zhao Youping first, but now he had been seduced away by this Miss Qiao. She wished she could tear her face apart.
The goodwill given by the system is time-limited. It works when Qiao Yujiao uses it. If it is out of this time, the goodwill will slowly dissipate.
Not to mention that Qiao Yujiao is now stepping on other people's bottom line. If Xu Qianer still has a good impression of her, she would be a fool.
Zhao Youping continued, "Since it's a masterpiece that's been passed down through the ages, why don't you write it down, Miss Qiao, so we can share it with you? Some of the characters are ambiguous and contain uncommon words, so we'd like to see the original to better understand the poem's artistic conception."
Everyone came back to their senses. That's right, it hasn't been written down yet. They all said, "Miss Qiao, please write it down quickly. We are waiting to see it."
"Miss Qiao is such a talented woman. Her handwriting reflects her personality. I believe her calligraphy is also outstanding. We are in for a feast for the eyes today."
Qiao Yujiao's face turned pale. She was really not good at calligraphy.
The original owner was just like other young ladies. She only knew how to read and write, and learned women's rules and regulations, needlework, cooking, etc. She didn't really put any effort into calligraphy.
Not to mention that she has been learning simplified Chinese. No matter what she does, it is easy to go from complex to simple, but it is difficult to go from simple to complex.
Qiao Yujiao felt a headache when she saw those traditional Chinese characters. In addition, she had the system and thought she was the chosen one, so she didn't put in the effort to learn calligraphy.
Isn’t it said that as long as I have the system, the world is mine?
Qiao Yujiao called the system, "Is there any quick way for me to quickly learn excellent calligraphy?"
System: "I'm just a system, not a god. I really can't do this!"
"What's the use of you? Why are other people's systems almost like gods, satisfying whatever the host wants?"
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