What was originally a good flower-viewing banquet turned into a beautiful Wenbi for girls.

The identity of the girl called by the lord of Jiayi County is slightly higher than that of the Marquis of Anping, but she is only the daughter of a petty official of the fourth grade.

He Qiuxue recognized this girl.

This girl is mediocre in Beijing, and there is nothing outstanding about it.

She was full of confidence to face the battle.

Although He Qiuxue's calligraphy and painting attainments are not as good as those of the county lord of Jiayi, if she can win these girls, her reputation will also be excellent.

Qiu Ji sat down at the table and chair that had been prepared long ago, and casually ate the tea and snacks prepared by the Jeguo Mansion in the morning.

He Qiuxue wants to be famous, so she will be fulfilled.

Yun Jun'er sat down next to her, her delicate little face was slightly worried, "Sanniang, don't be nervous, I'll help you." ”

She was thinking that she would help Qiu Ci compose a poem now, and deal with the county lord of Jiayi for a while.

Even if you can't win against her, you won't lose face.

Yun Jun'er and Qiu Ci hit it off at first sight, although this was somewhat because both of them had a common enemy.

"I don't know if Qiu Xue will win." She was also worried about He Qiuxue.

Yun Jun'er was simple-minded, she couldn't see that He Qiuxue deliberately pushed Qiu Ci to the cusp, and she couldn't see through her thoughts, and she felt that she was defending Qiu Ci.

Similarly, she also believed He Qiuxue's words a little, she thought that Qiuci was really illiterate.

Qiu Ci looked at the two girls standing in the field, He Qiuxue was confident in writing with a pen, and the other girl also began to hold the pen and dip it in ink.

"She'll win." Autumn words are determined.

At the beginning, He Qiuxue stood up and said that she wanted to help her play this game, so she must be sure.

If not, how dare she take this risk and boast about this Haikou?

"Really?" For her to be so sure, Yun Jun'er has a bit of a lively mentality, she is more concerned about how to deal with the past when Qiu Ci waits.

"Sanniang, I'll write a poem now, you can write it down." Yun Jun'er quietly leaned over to her and said.

This little girl is quite enthusiastic. Qiu Ji smiled at her.

"Okay." She smiled and listened.

Yun Jun'er was about to say something, when the county lord of Jiayi suddenly looked over to this side.

"Jun'er." She raised her eyebrows and said, "Today you are the Lord's house. Don't do anything that is insulting to your family. ”

"You!" Yun Jun'er was half angry and glared back, "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

"Isn't it?" Lord Jiayi looked at her with a smile, "It's not the best, and I don't want Jun'er's sister to help an outsider." ”

Alien!

Hum. It's not certain who the outsiders are!

Yun Jun'er sat back in her seat angrily, but she also understood that she was being targeted by the county lord of Jiayi, and she couldn't give advice to Qiu Ci anymore.

She gave Qiu Ci an apologetic look.

Qiu Ji smiled at her and signaled her to be reassured.

The matter here, a maid soon reported to Mrs. Yunda.

Although this is just a comparison between the ladies, Mrs. Yun is still a little worried, but she is full of noble women, and there is no flawless clone at all.

After thinking about it, Mrs. Yun asked her to report to Yun Ming, "Go find the prince of the world." Let him look at Miss Dot. ”

Yun Ming has always been measured in his work, and with him helping to take care of this group of boudoir ladies, nothing should go wrong.

As Qiu Ci expected, He Qiuxue won the young lady with a crushing momentum.

Lord Jiayi was a little incredulous, "You wrote this?" ”

Another girl's tears swirled in her eyes, she couldn't win He Qiuxue! Just now she thought that He Qiuxue was just a concubine, and it would be easy to win her, but she didn't expect that He Qiuxue's words and poems were much better than hers.

After today's comparison, everyone will know. She is not even as good as a concubine.

The girl bit her pink lip tightly to keep herself from crying.

The poem has already lost, if she is still crying here, she will lose her character and face!

He Qiuxue's eyes were faintly happy. She bowed to the girl and said, "Sister admits it." ”

Her composure also gained her more appreciation, although these ladies were reluctant to admit it, but they also had to admit that she was indeed better than many of the ladies in Beijing.

"Yo, what are you doing!"

A voice came in from outside the door, and the ladies were startled.

Wherever Zhao Jingheng appears. Nothing good will happen!

Zhao Jingheng and Yun Ming walked in from outside the door.

Seeing Zhao Jingheng, the timid girl was hiding behind, her body trembling, most of them had heard of Zhao Jingheng's prestige, and they stayed away from him.

"Leave me alone and keep playing! Have a good time, you will be rewarded! In the cold weather, Zhao Jingheng shook a folding fan, like a suave nobleman.

But seeing him, it still made everyone want to retreat.

The county lord of Jiayi glared at Zhao Jingheng and said, "Why are you here?" ”

"I can't do it." Zhao Jingheng glanced at her, "Master, where am I going, do I still have to get your approval?" ”

The county lord of Jiayi was so angry that his face turned blue and white for a while, she was rarely slapped in public like this, Zhao Jingheng was an exception.

Yun Ming saw that the momentum was wrong, and hurriedly made a round.

"How can such an elegant thing be so rare to us?" He smiled and said to the young ladies, "Knowing that the county lord of Jiayi is here, we came here to cheer on purpose. ”

Listen to that!

The county lord of Jiayi didn't care about Zhao Jingheng.

Compared with Zhao Jingheng, Yun Ming is really a heaven and an underground.

Zhao Jingheng's temperament can scare people to death, but Yun Ming is gentle and humble, and has gained the admiration of many girls.

"Brother." As soon as Yun Jun'er saw her brother, she happily stepped forward, "Brother, sit here." ”

In fact, she didn't need to speak at all, Zhao Jingheng had already swaggered down on the table next to Qiu Ci, and looked at her with disgust, "It's really unlucky, it's you a woman again." ”

Although he was disgusted, he still sat next to Qiu Ci, which made Qiu Ci speechless.

Yun Ming sat down next to Zhao Jingheng.

He also saw autumn words.

His dislike is not as obvious as Zhao Jingheng, but it also carries a touch of alienation.

Qiu Ci saluted them, "The Twelve Princes, Yun Shizi." ”

A group of ladies looked at Zhao Jingheng and Yun Ming, and the scene calmed down for a while.

"Leave me alone, you go on." Zhao Jingheng threw a piece of cloud cake into his mouth and said casually.

He Qiuxue has already won, and now there is another annoying Zhao Xinheng, and the anger of the county lord of Jiayi is getting heavier and heavier.

She didn't care so much, she just wanted to win He Qiuxue and Qiuci as much as she could, so as to get back the game in Jinlou.

But with her identity, to win a little Miss Houfu, even if she wins, there is no glory. (To be continued.) )