Chapter 37: Poetry Eating Conference (2)

When I looked up again, the Moxiang Building was really full of guests and friends, and the lights were brilliant. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info listen to the movement, and the dignitaries who have booked the private rooms upstairs also arrive one after another, but the room next to them is still empty. She suddenly understood why so many people came to occupy their seats downstairs in the afternoon. Because the late people did not have a private room booked in advance, and the scattered tables downstairs were all ordered to sit first, they had to stand.

If you look closely, this poetry conference is really lively, except for the talented people and talented women who vow to get a ranking, just to see a good men, women and children. Moxianglou also treats them lightly, and there are also some high tables set up near the station, with tea and melons and fruits on them for people to take at will.

She saw that there were already people downstairs who had removed the pastries from the table and replaced them with some wine, so she also greeted. The little guy at the door answered. She ordered a table of dishes that she was used to eating, looked at Chen Zhu'er, and ordered a pot of wine.

When the wine and food are served, I don't want Chen Zhuer to taste the signature nectar of this Moxiang Building. She hesitated, but she still couldn't resist Chen Zhu'er, so she had to pour a cup for her to taste. Fortunately, it seems that the little girl is not the first time to drink, a cup of belly, the little girl is not drunk, smacked her lips, and said straightly: "It's delicious!"

She smiled, and then stopped caring about Chen Zhu'er.

In front of Chen Zhu'er, Lizi and Meizi did not serve together, but also helped her protect the majesty of the eldest lady. Anyway, they often eat Moxianglou's wine and food, and this meal is not bad. But at dinner, the food is always for the family to eat. She called the servant again, and simply ordered two dishes for pears and plums, and let them eat them at the side table.

At this time, she listened, and the people next door also arrived, and there were quite a few of them. Listening to the footsteps, it is estimated that there are eight or nine, all of them men. The guests of this house were late, and they were the last guests to take their seats.

Immediately afterwards, there was a gong and drum in the hall downstairs, full of hustle and bustle, and the meeting began.

A host came to the stage and shouted: "Winter goes to spring to press the branches, which is the best time of the year." Today coincides with May 15th, and it is the annual poetry conference. Please also see that the official is full of wine, and see who will be the flower this year. ”

She listened to the host's singing, and always felt that he was going to say at the end, please start your performance.

"Poof!" she laughed at her own brain. If the ancients had this humorous cell, they would have it? But for her, the next thing was to drink and watch the play.

The host stepped down, and a man in a red suit came onto the stage. She felt that this red dress was very festive, and she estimated that it was a special set of clothes.

As soon as Chen Zhu'er saw the man, her eyes immediately lit up, and she swooped to the window, but she leaned out half of her body and it was difficult to see the man's face.

She was startled, and hurriedly ordered Lizi and Meizi to pull Chen Zhu'er back, and reprimanded: "I don't have the appearance of a lady at all, I'm not afraid to make people laugh, and I have to be careful not to fall out!"

Chen Zhu'er sat down obediently and complained, "I know." I also want to meet the winner of last year's competition, who is also the champion Lang, what does it look like to be a closed moon. It's not clear at all, it's not interesting. ”

It turns out that this is the last champion. She looked at Chen Zhu'er's face carefully, as if Chen Zhu'er was not abusing words. She couldn't help but look out the window as well.

It happened that the leader of the previous session had already said the title of this year's competition "Fengxiang Nine Days" simply and clearly, and he didn't say much, so he walked to the audience.

She saw the side of the man's face, and the mere side of it really shocked her. The Closed Moon Shy Flower was originally a description of the beauty of the woman, but it is not a good reputation at all on this person. She couldn't help but move, trying to see the face of this person. But after he got off the stage, he hurriedly walked up to the second floor, listened to the movement and entered a nearby private room. She didn't want to be too abrupt, so she couldn't help but open the door to take a look.

Chen Zhu'er saw that she was interested, so she took the initiative to explain: "This champion Lang's surname is Jing, and his single name is a basket. Just looking at his name and surname, those who don't know it already feel that he is a woman. He also likes to wear pink clothes. As soon as he came to the stage last year, he was peach-colored, his skin was like condensation, his lips were dotted, and although his posture was slightly too tall, he was like a weak willow supporting the wind. It amazed all the visitors back then, and they thought he was a young woman with a graceful demeanor. Who knew that as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was mellow, but it was a real male voice. But knowing that he is a man does not prevent everyone from enjoying his good skin. Who knows that although he doesn't talk much, he only responds to a few words of poetry each time, but every sentence is beautiful. In the end, he came all the way to the top spot. is not only a good-looking person, but also a rare genius. It's a pity that I thought he got a one-year free reward from Fengyun Tea Shop, and he could get a glimpse of him when he went to Fengyun Tea Shop in the middle of the year. Until the release of the imperial list, I learned that he won the champion, and soon became an official, and directly became an important position in the middle school. It's really skyrocketing. I heard that after that, Zhongshu Ling intended to marry his eldest daughter to him, but he refused, but Lord Zhongshu Ling still loved him. There are also any subordinates who want to recruit him as a son-in-law, and they are all rejected, but they are not dissatisfied. I don't know what kind of ecstasy the taciturn Jing Jing gave to everyone, no matter how cold and fortunate he is, everyone is still willing to stick his cold ass with love. Therefore, Jing Jing still has not yet started a family, and this year's poetry conference was lively in the past year, that is, there are many talented women who want to win the first prize in order to look forward to the favor of beautiful women, and they all want to be his champion wife. ”

She really listened to it with relish, and was even amused by Chen Zhuer's words with an adjective to describe a beautiful woman. However, seeing that there are a large number of women in the front row downstairs, it is true that Chen Zhuer said it.

She couldn't help but laugh at Chen Zhu'er and said, "What's the matter, Sister Zhu'er is tired of Liang Sheng, and she also empathizes with this beautiful Jing Jing?"

I don't want Chen Zhu'er to sneer at her and say, "How come?" I'm just a little curious, whether this Jing Jing is as beautiful as rumored to be better than a woman. But even if he is really as beautiful, he can't compare to Brother Liang. Brother Liang is also good-looking, and Brother Liang is still a real man. This jingqing is beautiful, but it is too ......"

She felt that although Chen Zhu'er didn't say it, she despised Jing Jing as a sissy between her eyebrows.

Chen Zhu'er mysteriously approached her and whispered, "I heard that this Jing Jing doesn't admire women, but she doesn't know anything about the second prince." ”

She was a little surprised when she heard this. Just now, she only glanced at it in a hurry, and felt that this Jing Jing was cold and cold, but she had some arrogance, how could she be a person from Longyang? She didn't believe Chen Zhu'er at all, but glanced at Chen Zhu'er suspiciously. This little girl doesn't go out of the door on weekdays, Aunt Wanjun watches it closely, where does this unwarranted news come from?

Chen Zhu'er seemed to understand her questioning, shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and said, "Well, I just happened to hear the sixth sister and the seventh sister talking about him." It's just some rumors, because Jing Jing and the second prince are relatively close, and they often stay in each other's mansions overnight. In addition, Jing Jing does not admire women, and the second prince will also have a lot of snubbing towards the ladies in the house after becoming closer to him. As for whether they know heroes and love heroes, they hate each other late, or there is really something unclear. Behind closed doors, only the two of them knew it. ”

It turned out to be just a rumor. She shook her head helplessly. Turning his head and looking downstairs, there is a sassy and beautiful girl who is in the limelight this year and is expected to win the first prize. She saw that the girl looked up at the second floor from time to time, as if she was looking at the thorn. She thought that if this girl really won and Jing Zhuangyuan got such a champion lady, the rumors should be self-defeating.