Ping Yao asked the girl with her eyes.

When the girl saw Ping Yao's attitude, she didn't see anger. She smiled lightly and said, "I want to invite the girl to participate in the butterfly clothing competition, is that okay?" ”

The Butterfly Clothes Contest is a competition specially held for women who participate in poetry and drinking parties.

Today, the last game of the Butterfly Clothes Competition will also be held. And the girl in front of Ping Yao is one of the three who entered the finals of the butterfly clothes competition.

Ping Yao was not interested in participating. As soon as she tried to say no, the girl drank all the wine in her hand.

The rules of the poetry party, there are only two ways for others to invite you to participate in the competition and drink a full glass of wine.

Participate in the competition. Or, drink ten times as much wine.

This girl is holding a glass cup, and the glass cup holds wine, not to mention four or five taels. Ten times down, that's four or five catties.

Ping Yao can only compete.

It's nothing to participate in the competition, Ping Yao can recite poems, this kind of competition, even if she participates in it for a lifetime, she can write poems that are not the same.

It's just that being forced to participate like this always makes me feel uncomfortable.

Nineteen Zhi secretly comforted Ping Yao: "It's okay sister, you just take the first place and be angry with her." ”

Ping Yao smiled at Nineteen Childish.

Jiang Heng heard the conversation between the two and glanced at Ping Yao.

First?

In fact, when Nineteen Zhi called out "Sister Yao", Jiang Hengye vaguely guessed Ping Yao's identity.

Among the princesses of Dachang Palace, there has always been a taboo about composing poetry.

That is, when composing poems, no one can mention two words, one is "Ping" and the other is "Yao".

Taken together, Ping Yao.

The concubine of the prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who was famous for a while, but died violently inexplicably.

With so many clues, how could Jiang Hengye not be able to guess Ping Yao's identity?

Then, he began to wonder more about Ping Yao's identity.

Ping Yao put the glass ball on the table she was sitting on into the tray of Tsing Yi Yahuan, and then she looked up at the girl in front of the table.

The girl smiled brightly and praised: "The girl is refreshing, then I look forward to the girl's elegant work." ”

With that, the girl returned to her seat.

At the beginning of the poetry and wine competition, the contestants stepped forward, sat down in the seats in front of the Qushui Liuzhen, and composed poems according to the set topic, and the time was a stick of incense.

Throughout the ages, there has been a principle of women first. Poetry receptions are no exception.

The Butterfly Suit Race starts first.

However, there is another important reason for putting the butterfly clothing competition in front, that is, here, although there is no shortage of talented women with outstanding talents, they are still slightly inferior to men.

So, it's a lot easier to compare. It doesn't take up time. In this way, you can devote more time to the later games.

Ping Yao stepped forward.

Opposite her was the girl who invited her.

After entering the norm, the girl smiled at Ping Yao.

Ping Yao felt inexplicably unhappy. How I looked at it, the girl seemed to be watching her.

The title of the competition was announced, and Nineteen Zhi, as a special invitee, stepped forward to announce the title.

This year's topic was unexpected.

The title is "Poetry Reception", which is required to be related to the Poetry Reception.

Everyone behind him was discussing: "Who came up with the topic this year, so uninspiring?" ”

"Nothing new? This is the shrewdness of the questioner. Who would have thought that poetry and wine poems would be made at a poetry reception? Even if someone guesses the question, I'm afraid they won't be able to guess the meaning of the questioner's dark light, right? ”

The title is announced, and the incense stick is lit. The competition has officially begun.

Glasses of wine floated down from the meandering water. It's a pity that no one moved.

The wine on it was drunk before the pen was raised. If your heart is not yet formed, you cannot touch the wine.

The wine flowed for a while, and no one took a glass.

But it's normal, and no one cares.

Another round of wine floated down.

Ahead, there was still no one to take it.

When the wine arrived at Ping Yao, she took the wine glass.

There was an uproar.

took down the wine glass so quickly, Ping Yao was the first person.

The girl opposite Ping Yao looked at Ping Yao in surprise.

Ping Yao didn't care, took the wine and drank it down, then picked up the pen and began to write on the paper.

The beautiful small letters bloomed word by word on the white paper.

This strange speed of writing disturbed the thoughts of all the girls who participated in the butterfly clothing competition.

The girl in purple, the girl in freckles, and the girl in yellow that I saw in the afternoon were all smashed.

They watched for a long time, and then looked at each other for a long time, and they didn't want to admit the result.

Such a short time of conception, and such a fast speed of writing, is really nonsense.

Just when they finally found a reason to deceive themselves, Ping Yao finished writing.

The finished poem is put into an envelope by the green girl ring and awaiting judgment.

After Ping Yao finished writing, he picked up another glass of wine, and after drinking, he left the field.

Leave a bunch of young ladies who don't even have ideas.

As a result, because of Ping Yao's unexpected speed, the Butterfly Clothes Competition disrupted the thinking of the participating ladies and reduced their speed. The girls who participated in the competition asked for an extension of the competition.

Ping Yao had nothing to do, originally wanted to find Shen Bishui, but Shen Bishui disappeared with Xu Jian. I had to run to the river and watch other people fishing, catching crabs, or throwing pots and catching birds.

After playing for a while, Nineteen announced that the game was over.

The green-clothed girls put serial numbers on the poems and hung them under the trees for tourists to read and vote.

The competition is very open and transparent.

After another stick of incense, the nineteen children took a group of young ladies who did not participate in the competition, and the results were counted.

Ping Yao sat in the middle of the banquet, drinking wine while waiting for the results to be announced.

Yun Yi asked her, "What did you write this time?" ”

"Drinking Party Poems."

"Why haven't I heard this poem?"

Ping Yao smiled: "Do you think you are very knowledgeable?" Did you study Chinese in college? You have to know all the cultural knowledge. ”

Yun Yi said: "Learn finance." ”

Who cares what you learn.

"This poem is by Ji Kang, you may not know the title of the poem, but the words and phrases in it, you may have heard it."

After Ping Yao finished speaking, he heard the results of the nineteen children announced: "The one who won the top spot is called "Drinking Party Poem". ”

Someone said, "That's a very vulgar name." ”

Nineteen Zhi looked at the table number written in the envelope, compared the owner of the table number, and looked up at Ping Yao and smiled.

"Miss Hanji, your poem has taken the lead."

Ping Yao was not surprised.

The Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, who are accustomed to indulging in landscapes, can they compare to a group of girls who grew up in the boudoir?

Hearing this result, the girl who forced Ping Yao to participate in the competition had an ugly face.

She got up and said to Nineteen, "Princess, we want to see the manuscript of the poem." ”

Nineteen Zhi handed the poem to the palace maid and asked the palace maid to pass it on: "Look, but don't break it." ”

The manuscript of the poem was passed down, and the girls who saw the poem were stunned and looked up at Ping Yao.

Those sons who participated in the competition were not eligible to vote, so they didn't see Ping Yao's poems either.

Now I see that those young ladies can't hold back when they see the poems and want to see them.

A calligrapher present said, "Why don't I transcribe a few copies and pass them on to everyone." ”

"That's a good suggestion! Write fast, write quickly. ”

So he lit the lamp and smoked incense, and the calligrapher took the original manuscript and wrote while reading: "In the middle of the Joy Garden, there is no end to the circumstance." Hundreds of flowers spit out the flowers, Chongtai Miao stilts. The forests are intertwined, and the Xuanchi plays bream carp. The light pill kills the birds, and the slender fiber produces the tuna. Sitting in the middle of the praise, the same track. Linchuan offers a clear drink, and the micro-song is bright. Suqin waved Ya Cao, and the clear voice rose with the wind. Wouldn't Si Hui be happy, hate no Dongyezi. In the wine, remember the ghost, and keep the old and the end. But when the body is seven strings, the heart is placed on the confidant. ”

The manuscript of the poem was passed into the hands of the people.

Layers upon layers of admiration.

"Listen to the strings and know the elegance. Looking at the girl's poems, you know that the girl is a person with a cool heart. This kind of naturalness and freshness is not something that ordinary people can do. ”

One girl was not convinced: "I can't see what's good." It's just neat, and the words don't stand out? ”

Someone immediately retorted: "Nothing outstanding? This poem stands out from the crowd, and it is not at all comparable to those poems that pile up words and sentences and deliberately favor them. Besides, how can you little women understand the scene in this poem? ”

Ping Yao smiled lightly beside him: "No need to explain, you are better than competing with your peers, and you don't talk about the short and long with fools." ”

The girl shouted at Ping Yao: "You didn't hear, what he said is that we women can't understand." Girl, aren't you a woman? ”

"Little woman, specifically."

Yun Yi smiled: "Vicious." ”

At this time, the girl in purple put down the poem manuscript, looked at Ping Yao, and smiled generously. "The girl is amazing, and we people are really beyond our reach."

This is to give Ping Yao la hatred.

Ping Yao didn't even bother to give her a smirk: "The girl's words are not rigorous." Just because the girl herself feels out of reach doesn't mean that other girls are out of reach. You are good at poetry, and others naturally have what others are good at. It's not that because you write well, you are qualified to think highly of yourself. It's not that you don't write well, so you feel inferior. ”

Saying this, the eyes of Ping Yao, who were originally jealous, suddenly moved to the girl in purple with dissatisfaction.

The girl in purple smiled stiffly: "Because today is a poetry reception, I will use poetry to discuss success or failure." ”

"You are narrow-minded and shallow-minded, and I don't blame you."

They were fighting lively, and Yun Yi was drinking wine in a very bright mood.

So, why do some people always like to overdo it?

However, the girl in purple obviously has some city government as well. was so unceremoniously robbed by Ping Yao, she was not angry.

The girl in purple was silent for a while, and then said to Ping Yao, "The girl may have misunderstood me. I just read the descriptions in the girl's poems, and I seem to have a good understanding of music. So, I'm here to ask the girl about her piano skills. ”

Ping Yao readily agreed: "Okay, give money." ”

"Huh?" The girl in purple was stunned.

The onlookers were also stunned.

Ping Yao asked strangely: "If you want to ask me, don't you have to give money?" ”

"I ······"

It seems that this kind of competition between the two really doesn't need to be paid.

Ping Yao smiled coolly: "It's not expensive, ten taels of silver." ”

When the girl in purple heard this, her heart was overjoyed.

Ten taels of silver can buy a song? That's too cheap, right? Her family doesn't have so few dancers.

It's a good opportunity to humiliate people.

The girl in purple nodded: "Okay." ”

Ping Yao added: "Ten taels of silver for one person." ”

The girl in purple was stunned.

What do you mean?

I saw Ping Yao at the poetry reception: "Today you really want to thank this girl, and I will spend a lot of money to invite you to listen to the tune." I think that the writer must be allowed to record this heroic act, which can be regarded as a paragraph of this poetry reception. ”

At each poetry party, a popular family will be invited to record the grand occasion of the night, called a bookmaker.

Suddenly, the people at the poetry reception thanked the girl in purple: "The girl is really generous." Thank you, girl. ”

said words of thanks, but it was a mocking gesture of looking at the wronged head.

The girl in purple knew that she was put on a stand by Ping Yao. But the words have been spoken, and now they are back, which makes people laugh.

The girl in purple gritted her teeth and silently estimated the number of people at the poetry party.

If you don't say anything, you need five or six hundred people, that's five or six thousand taels of silver.

The girl in purple's heart sank to the bottom.

But as soon as the words are spoken, besides, even if the head of the family is here, they will definitely spend this money to buy this face.

The girl in purple bit her lip and nodded: "Okay." Come on, prepare the piano! ”

"What's the hurry?" Ping Yao looked at the girl in purple with a smile.

When the girl in purple saw Ping Yao blocking her, she thought that Ping Yao was going to regret it, and her face suddenly showed a little joy.

"Isn't it inconvenient for the girl, it's better to ······"

Ping Yao interrupted her: "Bring the silver first, what if you pay the bill?" ”

You're the one who pays the bills, and your whole family is the ones who pay the bills!

The girl in purple gritted her teeth: "Who went out with so much cash?" I'll pay you tomorrow at home. ”

"You didn't bring so much cash, and you still dare to come to me? Girl, your face is indeed white and big. ”

"Who's going to bring that much cash! Who goes out to carry such a big box of cash?! I'm not saying I won't give it to you, how short of money you are to be so aggressive! ”

The girl in purple was finally annoyed, and she couldn't care about her identity as a lady, so she couldn't wait to slap the table and point at Ping Yao and scold.

Ping Yao smiled.

She turned away and stopped looking at the girl in purple.

Everyone looked at Ping Yao in disappointment. That's it? Too weak, right?

But I saw Ping Yao walking to Yun Yi's side and said lightly: "Your Highness, do you want a song of 10,000 taels?" ”

Yun Yi, who had never been concerned about himself, actually nodded.

Everyone was stunned. 10,000 taels, just one tune?

Under the flickering lights, Ping Yao stretched out his hand: "Silver." ”

Yun Yi called softly: "Ah Si." ”

Soon, two men in black carried a small box and fell from the sky.

Ah Si walked over to the box and lifted the lid. The silver of the snowflakes was cold in the light.

That's cool, isn't it?

Yun Yi was stunned by everyone, and said to Ping Yao: "Ten thousand taels, girl, please order." ”

Ping Yao smiled: "Thank you for your support." ”

The girl in purple took a deep breath and was about to speak, but saw Ping Yao walk to the side of the second prince Jiang Henghuan again.

Do you think that's enough? No, it's not enough.

Ping Yao said to Jiang Henghuan: "Is the second prince willing?" ”

Jiang Henghuan said briskly: "Don't say anything, my subordinates have already gone to get the money." ”

"I'm going to listen to a song too!" Nineteen also raised his hand.

At the top of the banquet, Jiang Hengye's eyes were calm, and he said in a deep voice: "The girl is an elegant person, 10,000 taels and one song, and she can't miss it if she doesn't wait for it." ”

Amazed.

Someone secretly discussed: "Are the people of the royal family all fools?" ”

However, whether he was a fool or not, soon, forty thousand taels of silver were carried in front of Ping Yao.

Ping Yao turned her head and looked at the girl in purple.

The girl in purple was speechless by this blow to her heart.

Many, she said in a slur manner: "Naturally, I can't compare with the princes." ”

Meaning, it's normal for her to not be able to come up with so much money for a while. can also prove that her father is a clean official.

Ping Yao smiled: "So, didn't I lower the price for you?" Ten taels of silver, a hundredfold drop, is it not okay? ”

"Poof." The girl in purple died before she could fight. (To be continued.) )