Some things are doomed, just like Jinyu can't make poems as poetic and tender as Zhang Jinsu no matter how hard she tries, and the metaphors that Jinyu can think of are very ordinary.

So at this time, the fine He Yun rice paper written by Jinyu was still snow-white.

"Even the spring snow is as bright as washing, and I suddenly remember that the river is clear and sandy. The night is sparse and dense, and the dawn looks at the whole compound oblique. The wind returns to make a dance together, and the sky can bloom in an instant. is making the cold to the bone, you might as well peach and plum with the youth. ”

The gentle and blurred voice complements this beautiful and gentle poem, and her interpretation of the delicate emotions in this poem is more and more moving, and Jinyu can't help but want to applaud.

"Jinsu's poems are really good." Princess Ye said with some obsession, Zhang Jinsu was flattered, and quickly stood up and said, "Thank you for the compliment, Princess." ”

"Don't be modest, you write really well. It is worthy of being a generation of scholars, the women of the Zhang family are all talented women, Qinglian and I were also friends in the girl, she is such a pure and unparalleled woman, it is rare in the world. ”

Jinyu felt a burst in her heart, Qinglian? Jinyu's maternal grandmother, Zhang Weiwen's mother couldn't imagine that she would have such a friendship with this Princess Ye, at this time, Princess Ye looked at Jinyu and seemed to look at her eyebrows carefully.

"Jinyu looks a little similar to Qinglian."

Jinyu didn't speak, if it was this look, Zhang Jinsu followed her mother, who looked weak and beautiful, while Jinyu was similar to Zhang Weiwen, a little more heroic between her eyebrows and eyes, the two of them had their own merits, if it was really strict, Zhang Jinsu would be more beautiful, so when Zhang Jinsu heard these words, she suddenly felt a little strange in her heart.

"People say that Jinyu is more like her father, and she may indeed be a little similar to her grandmother." Jinyu said softly, and the princess Ye smiled, as if she was reminiscing about something, and everyone was not easy to disturb.

"Why did Princess Cheng delay writing for a long time?" Princess Yu, who was sitting next to Jinyu, asked, everyone looked at Jinyu, at this time most of the people had finished writing, and began to ask the people around them for advice, it seemed that Jinyu was the only one who had not started writing.

"Don't you think it's too difficult." Princess Yu asked, Jinyu frowned slightly, and said, "The time has not yet come, if I write it, I will naturally sue my sister-in-law." Princess Yu was a little embarrassed but didn't have anything to refute her, so she had to sit in her place, but at this time Jinyu was very depressed in her heart, why did Wang Yujun treat herself like this, could it be that something happened, Jinyu looked at Princess Yu with some suspicion.

"Why do my brother and sister look at me like this?" Princess Yu said, Jinyu smiled: "I just think that my sister-in-law has become more and more beautiful in the past few days, and I have seen it a few more times." ”

After Princess Yu listened, she didn't speak, Jinyu looked at the blank paper, but at this time, she couldn't figure out how to piece together these ups and downs.

"Did Jinyu think of any wonderful verses? Why haven't you kept writing? Princess Ye asked, Jinyu shook her head slightly and said, "I didn't think of any poems, so I couldn't put pen to paper." ”

"What is Jinyu's art?" Princess Ye asked, and the ladies around her laughed, although there was a hint of mockery in the smile, but Jinyu did not feel uncomfortable, but replied lightly: "It's a painting." ”

"I heard that Jinyu is also very good at chess, and once played against herself, just because she had no opponents?" Princess Ye said this with a bit of mockery, and Jinyu really didn't understand why this noble princess would have a grudge against her.

"Jinyu studied under Eryan, so she has a little success in chess." Jinyu is neither humble nor arrogant.

"Everyone in the world knows that Eryan is proficient in all kinds of poetry and songs, Jinyu must skip modesty, read your poems quickly."

A group of noble ladies began to echo, Jinyu really didn't like the gathering of dancing and writing, and she was bored in her heart, but she couldn't help herself.

"In Jinyu's opinion, this wind and snow moon is just an idiom, and it is not worth composing a poem for it." As soon as Jinyu's words came out, everyone was shocked and looked at Princess Ye at the head of the seat.

"Sister, don't talk like this, if you can't do it, you will admit defeat, why do you want to do this?" Zhang Jinsu, who seemed to be about to disappear into the shadows, said a little anxiously, Jinyu sneered, and said: "Jinyu is just telling the truth, you and I enjoy this wind and snow on this small island that has cost countless money, but who of you knows that the people outside the city have no harvest, and this winter will be starving, and now it is late autumn, the weather in the imperial capital is cold and wet, how should the people who have no food and money spend the next winter, I really don't have the heart to write this wind and snow." ”

After Jinyu said this, the room was quiet, and no one answered.

"Women don't ask about government affairs, Jinyu can be born as a man in the next life."

"Chicken Si Chen." The ladies whispered, Jinyu smiled coldly, did not speak, just sat in her seat, looking at the white paper on the table.

All kinds of exquisite poems here aroused everyone's praise, but Jinyu didn't say a word, Princess Yu glanced at Jinyu a little strangely, and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything.

Time passed very slowly, and when Jinyu finally got through this extremely embarrassing time, before leaving, the princess left Zhang Jinsu behind.

When she arrived in the mansion, Jinyu felt refreshed, and she could be regarded as getting rid of the spiritual influence brought to her by those noble ladies in Beijing.

She Zhang Jinyu didn't seem to have been a famous lady in her life, Jinyu once heard that the money for a meal was thousands of taels of silver, and the various utensils used were rare at that time. People from poor families may not spend as much money in a lifetime as she spends in a day.

"Qingque, you said today, how will this Jingzhong pass on me?" Jinyu asked, and Qingque said helplessly: "It's good for Miss to write a poem randomly, why do you want to be more serious with Princess Naye in this matter?" ”

"That's because you don't know." Jinyu lowered her head, as if remembering something.

There is a little nun in the nunnery, the little nun has a round little face, because when she was twelve years old washing her feet at home, she was seen by a foreign man, so she was sent to this desolate nunnery by her mother-in-law, Jinyu was very distressed about this poor girl, so she took more care of her, but one day, this little girl secretly ran to the city to play, and then never came back.

The little girl likes to go to the street to ask for some food from those kind-hearted people, but she always can't eat enough in the nunnery. The little girl was always hungry, so she went to the street that day to ask for some food, and then the person came back, and the flesh and blood on her body were blurred, and she still had a dirty steamed bun in her hand.

Jinyu felt uncomfortable, and the person who brought back the corpse said that this girl had collided with the nobleman and was killed.

That noble person is Ye Yun.