Gu Xinian took a moment to appreciate her expression, and responded with a smile: "Don't worry, we will never make fun of you." ”

That's weird!

Ye Qinglan pouted secretly in her heart, but quickly collected the ancient poems she had learned in her mind. Of course, it can't be used before the Song Dynasty, and it is best to use it after the Ming and Qing dynasties......

Mrs. Zheng and the others looked at the excitement here, and they all came over with a smile. When I heard that I was going to compose a poem, I couldn't help but laugh in unison.

Gu Xi was stunning when he was young, and he won the champion at the age of sixteen. Although it is not famous, its name is resounding throughout the capital. So far, I haven't heard of anyone who dares to compose poems in front of Gu Sigongzi. These little girls actually want to get an axe, but they also have a bit of courage.

Mrs. Zheng smiled and instructed the maids to go to the study to get pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and lay them on the stone table beside them. He asked softly, "Yu'er, you have always liked to read and write the most." It's better to have a good time and write a poem together. ”

Gu Xiyu hesitated.

Since he didn't shake his head, he was obviously moved.

Mrs. Zheng was overjoyed. It seems that it is indeed right to invite a few guests from the Ye Qinglan sisters today. Gu Xiyu is much more cheerful today than usual.

Mrs. Zheng accompanied Gu Xiyu to stop in front of a pot of orchids. Cui Wan was also in the mood to join in, and went to the other side with the Zheng family. Ye Qingning and Ye Qingrou were also frowning and thinking hard. At this time, the most leisurely people looking around are probably Gu Xinian and Ye Qinglan.

Gu Xinian is confident, but Ye Qinglan is self-aware, instead of racking her brains to think of any poems there, it is better to copy a ready-made poem faster.

The eyes of the two accidentally met.

Gu Xinian's eyes were dark, making it impossible to see what he was thinking. Ye Qinglan is also good at concealing her true love. The four eyes met, and with a slight touch, they moved away.

A stick of incense time, say fast is not fast, say slow is not slow.

The first to start writing was Ye Qingning. She walked over to the stone table. Holding a brush in his hand, he quickly wrote a few sentences. Then he looked up and smiled proudly: "Cousin, I'm already fine." Have you figured it out? ”

Gu Xinian smiled leisurely: "I'll wait for a while." Intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at Ye Qinglan.

Looking at this posture, today he is completely competing with himself.

It's really inexplicable, she obviously didn't do anything, why did she provoke this Gu Xinian?

Ye Qinglan simply walked away neatly and came to Gu Xiyu's side. Gu Xiyu was looking at the orchid in front of her intently, looking very serious. I didn't even notice Ye Qinglan's approach.

Ye Qinglan stood a meter away consciously, and did not disturb Gu Xiyu's thoughts.

Mrs. Zheng naturally noticed this detail, and a smile of approval flashed in her eyes. This girl is smart and clever, not to mention. It is even more rare to have this meticulous patience. and his daughter are very close to each other, but he is really a good playmate.

Gu Xiyu's slightly frowning brows finally let go quietly. It seems that I have thought it through.

Ye Qinglan opened her mouth with a smile: "Cousin Xiyu, can I accompany you to write poems?" ”

Gu Xiyu nodded, and went to the stone table with Ye Qinglan. On the spacious and flat stone table, snow-white rice paper is spread, and the inkstone brushes on the side are neatly placed.

Gu Xiyu picked up a thin brush. Dip it in some ink, and the tip of the pen moved quickly across the paper.

The weeping dew is chaotic, and the wind shadow is slanted. The laity understands this, and looks at the leaves and flowers.

Unconventional, good poetry! Ye Qinglan praised sincerely: "This poem is very well written, and the words are also written neatly and beautifully. Gu Xiyu was very happy to be praised. He smiled slightly, revealing his teeth.

Gu Xinian and others all came over to read the poem. Without exception, everyone praised non-stop. Especially Ye Qingrou, eager to please Gu Xiyu. Before I knew it, I was getting closer.

A strong aroma suddenly entered Gu Xiyu's nose.

Gu Xiyu dodged a little uneasily. The movement was slight, but everyone present noticed it.

Gu Xinian frowned, and said lightly: "My poem has also been thought of, please get out of the way a little, so as not to get ink on your dress." ”

Although the words are said calmly and politely. But who can't hear the meaning?

Ye Qingrou's face flushed slightly, and she took a few steps back awkwardly. Ye Qinglan and the others also retreated a little. No one clings to themselves anymore. Gu Xiyu's expression gradually relaxed.

Gu Xinian picked up a brush casually, dipped it in thick ink, and began to write. In a few moments, the wide, flat snow-white rice paper was full of words. The handwriting is chic and uninhibited, and the power penetrates the back of the paper.

Ye Qingning couldn't help but step forward and read it softly.

The lone orchid grows in a secluded garden, and the grass is gone. Although the sun shines in the spring, the sad autumn moon is high. The frost is early, and the green is afraid to rest. If there is no breeze blowing, who will send the fragrance?

A faint meaning quietly emerged from between the lines.

Everyone was immediately moved. Ye Qingning looked at the poem he wrote again, and he was simply embarrassed.

As the saying goes, words are like people. A person who can write such wanton handwriting will never be a person who is willing to be plain and mild-mannered. But he has always been expression, but he is indifferent and gentle. If it weren't for Shicai's deliberate targeting of her and deliberately revealing a trace of true feelings, she would probably have been blinded in the past.

So, what kind of person is he?

Ye Qinglan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she glanced at Gu Xinian fixedly. Gu Xinian also happened to come over. The eyes of the two of them looked at each other in the air.

This time, Ye Qinglan didn't look away, and even looked back a little provocatively.

It's not clear why, but his hostility towards her is clear. In that case, she won't back down and show weakness!

Gu Xinian's eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly smiled: "Cousin Lan's poem should also be done!" You might as well write it out and enjoy it. ”

Ye Qinglan calmly responded, walked to the stone table, and just picked up the brush, as if she suddenly remembered something, her movements were abrupt. smiled a little embarrassedly: "Sixth sister, there is something to trouble you." ”

Ye Qingning was stunned, and was about to say something, when Gu Xinian's voice suddenly sounded: "What, isn't it convenient for Cousin Lan to hold a pen and write?" The black eyes seem to be smiling but not smiling, clearly hiding inexplicable love, but it is deep and incomprehensible.

Ye Qinglan felt a pang in her heart, and said with a smile without thinking: "Cousin Gu misunderstood, I didn't learn calligraphy seriously when I was young, and my handwriting was indecent, so I was really ashamed to see people." That's why I wanted to ask the sixth sister to write on my behalf. He looked at Ye Qingning expectantly: "Sixth sister, can you please do me a favor?" ”

Absolutely. Ye Qingning has never refused anything that is in the limelight, not to mention that it is in front of Gu Xinian, so he readily responded immediately.

Ye Qinglan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, pretending to be deep and deep for a moment, before slowly reciting: "The graceful flowers are long and the leaves are long, and it is difficult for the wind to hide the fragrance in the valley." Don't be admired because of sewing, even if no one is self-respecting. ”

This poem was written by Su Shi, which not only writes the beauty of orchids, but also metaphorizes the nobility of orchids, which is a rare masterpiece in Yonglan poems. She wanted to find a poem from the Ming and Qing dynasties, but she couldn't come up with it after racking her brains, so she had to use this one to fill up. Secretly praying that Su Shi was not born at this time.

Looking at everyone's reaction again, Ye Qinglan secretly screamed in her heart that it was not good.

Gu Xinian was obviously a little surprised, and Ye Qingning and Ye Qingrou were even more surprised. Even Gu Xiyu looked up at Ye Qinglan in a daze.

It's over, it shouldn't be a goof!

Ye Qinglan's heart tightened, and she smiled a little dryly: "What's the matter, isn't this poem bad?" ”

"Of course not." Ye Qingning quickly said: "This poem is very good. "It's even better than Gu Xinian's one. It's shocking. On weekdays, I have never heard that Ye Qinglan is good at writing poetry......

Ye Qingrou spoke more directly: "Tenth sister, is this poem really made by you?" I guess it's not from some kind of book! ”

As soon as Ye Qinglan heard this, she suddenly gained confidence, and responded confidently: "Naturally, I came up with it myself." If the eighth sister doesn't believe it, she can go and read the books. ”

Ye Qingrou was stunned for a moment. I didn't ask any more questions.

Ye Qinglan looked at Gu Xinian with a light smile: "How about Cousin Gu's comments?" ”

Gu Xinian smiled quietly: "It turns out that Cousin Lan has this talent, it seems that you are the one who won the championship today." ”

Ye Qinglan laughed three times in her heart, but she pretended to be modest and low-key: "My cousin praised it, in my opinion, it's better than the poem my cousin wrote just now!" "It's a great feeling to be on your face.

Zheng and Mrs. Zheng also came over together, and said with a smile: "What kind of poems have been written, let us also open our eyes." As he spoke, he took a closer look.

Gu Xinian's vigorous and powerful cursive script is naturally obvious at a glance. The handwriting on the other is also very familiar.

Zheng Shi smiled when he saw it: "Isn't this Ning'er's word?" ”

Ye Qinglan replied with a smile: "My writing is too ugly, so I asked the sixth sister to write on my behalf." ”

Zheng was interested, and he and Mrs. Zheng took a closer look. Both sisters read poetry books when they were young, and they were quite talented, and they naturally produced good or bad poems. The more I smacked it, the more I was secretly surprised.

Gu Xinian is only famous, and it is not surprising that he can compose such a poem in such a short time. But Ye Qinglan is just a young girl who has not yet reached adulthood, and it is really unexpected that she has such an outstanding talent.

Zheng suppressed this surprise and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it is better to write this poem by Xi Nian." ”

"I think Sister Lan's poem is better." Mrs. Zheng smiled and took over the conversation: "Xi Nian has been studying and learning calligraphy since he was four years old, and it has been more than ten years now. It's not unusual to be able to write such poems. It's Sister Lan, it's rare to be able to make such a good poem at such a young age! Today's Sister Shi Kuilan deserves it. Don't forget to pick a pot of your favorite orchid to take home later. ”

Ye Qinglan was busy humbling herself. Ye Qingning on the side, Ye Qingrou was envious and jealous, and her eyes were extremely hot.

At this moment, Gu Xinian said idly: "Cousin Lan is so talented in poetry, if there is a poetry club in the future, please ask Cousin Lan to give advice." ”

Ye Qinglan smiled——

Today's second update! Several orchid poems that appear in this chapter are not original, just take a look at it, you don't have to check it ~o(n_n)o~ From tomorrow, chayexschayexs will be updated at eight o'clock in the morning every day. If there is a double watch, there will be a watch at six o'clock in the evening~