Yao'er was thinking about this question, secretly analyzing Li Xianhe's intentions, and suddenly saw people talking politely, and hurriedly got up to return the salute, saying: "Under Jiang Yao'er, I don't know ...... son."

As soon as Wang Sicong heard that his surname was Jiang, his heart moved: "Could it be the clan?" ”

However, Yao'er did not report her background, it stands to reason that those who have a county will report their own family, which is not because the children of the family like to show off, but because this is the pride and respect for the family inheritance. Wang Sicong was a little strange at first, and then connected the two words Yao'er and thought about it, and suddenly remembered that he had heard the name of this person just now, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah! But...... The history of Kou Qing's palace? ”

Yao'er was a little surprised, she didn't expect this person to hear her name, and hurriedly said: "Exactly!" ”

"Ah...... Ah, long looking, long looking! ”

Wang Sicong thought that Yao'er was a noble girl from a family, but he didn't expect that it was Yao'er who offended Ouyang's family, he was disappointed in his heart, and said a few kind words insincerely, and then gave up his hand and said goodbye.

Wang Sicong returned to the pavilion and whispered Yao'er's identity, and everyone in the pavilion looked at Yao'er. The Ouyang family all returned to the ancestral land, what a big deal this was, how could these families not know.

Because of the withdrawal of the Ouyang family, the major families have gained more benefits, and they do not reject this Yao'er in their hearts, and they still have a kind of schadenfreude for the Ouyang family to suffer a "small loss", but that does not include these younger generations who do not know the price of firewood and rice. They and Ouyang Nan are both sons of the family, so they naturally have a feeling of hatred and hatred.

Yao'er is a woman from a poor family. actually made the sister-in-law of the Ouyang clan of Yan Kingdom disgraced, and even the old lady Ouyang fell in love with her and was forced to return to the ancestral land. These disciples of the Mo Sect felt that the Ouyang family had lost face, which was equivalent to them losing face, and they looked at Yao'er's gaze a little unkindly.

When Yao'er came, she thought that the Li family also wanted big fish and meat to entertain the banquet, so she came on an empty stomach, but it turned out to be nothing like that. She has lived a hard life since she was a child, and the amount of food is already large, and the bits and pieces she eats along the way can't fill her stomach at all.

And now I see the food on the bench. There is a cold spell that is placed into the landscape of a garden villa, which looks very attractive, and the food on it is also suitable for your appetite. And those nobles of the family talked about it, but no one took it at all, so they unceremoniously brought it over and ate it all the time. While eating. While continuing to think about the problem.

When the women of the family saw Yao'er behaving like this, they saw even more disdain, and whispered in a low voice, and several people stood up one after another and walked towards Yao'er.

"Miss Yao'er, please!"

Several people greeted Yao'er with a spring breeze on their faces, and Yao'er's train of thought was interrupted again, and she frowned slightly with some displeasure. Several women turned a blind eye and reported to their homes one after another. A young girl with a pimple-covered face saluted and said, "King Sile of Chudi! ”

When the Mo Sect was powerful, the Wang clan lived in the Chu State. That's why it is called the king of Chudi.

Yao'er tried hard to swallow the extremely delicious smoked meat, raised her eyebrows and glanced at this person, and said in her heart: "This person must be Wang Sicong's sister-in-law."

From thirty to fifteen or sixteen years old, the four sisters of Yushu and handsome faces arched their hands together: "Yandi Cui Yi, Cui Yi, Cui Di, Cui Wei!" ”

As soon as everyone came, the momentum was a little unkind, although their smiles and demeanor were impeccable, but after all, it was a group of young girls, the city was not deep, and although the hostility was hidden deeply, Yi Yao'er's experience still felt it immediately.

Yao'er knew that these people had bad intentions, and she didn't even stand up to salute, she lazily put down the plate of "cookies" that she had eaten empty, and said lightly: "What? ”

The woman who called herself Cui Yi said with a smile: "Today, you and I went to Mrs. Li's birthday banquet together, which is also a fate, I see Miss Yao'er sitting and drinking alone, which is lonely." As the saying goes, it is better to be happy alone than to be happy with everyone. We might as well take a love, a scene, an object or a birthday banquet scene in this Li Mansion garden as the topic, and answer the poem correctly, how about it? ”

Yao'er was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and said with a faint smile: "You proud girls these days, can you be more boring?" ”

Cui Yi was stunned and said: "Poetry is an elegant thing, how can it be said to be boring?" ”

Yao'er smiled faintly and directly broke their intentions: "Do indecent things with elegant things, show off poems, and show your skills?" It's okay to show off your skills, but you people have studied the scriptures and righteousness since childhood, and they have been immersed in the way of poetry for a long time, and I don't think I'll be able to have a deeper attainment than you, so I want to refute my face and give you Brother Ouyang an outlet, isn't this kind of Dharma action boring? ”

After a conversation here, it attracted the attention of the group of people sitting and chatting in another small pavilion, as the so-called people are divided into groups, and things are gathered by like, and the people sitting in the pavilion over there are some high-ranking people of the Confucian group.

Those Confucian disciples are no strangers to these Mozong children, but they don't know Yao'er, when they see these noble ladies all around a young woman they don't know, they are curious, I don't know where this person is sacred, these noble girls take the initiative to stammer, she can't even sit proudly, so they also come over.

As soon as these people came up, the children of the family who were sitting and chatting from near and far also followed curiously.

For a time, the children of the two major family groups of Confucianism and Moxican gathered here.

Cui Yi was broken by Yao'er's words, her face showed a slight embarrassment, she barely concealed her embarrassment and smiled: "You are too worried, I just want to answer the poem with the girl, chat about the rehearsal, and drink to the fullest, as for Brother Ouyang, ......." Hehe, the Ouyang family is the Ouyang family, we are us, how can we stand out for others? ”

Yao'er smiled "sneered", and then Cui Yi's words said: "This girl's wine is very good, you don't need boring things such as poetry to accompany the wine, if you really want to answer the poem correctly, there are many elegant people here, and you don't have to have a little girl to respond." ”

"Poetry and songs, how can you be boring?"

Dozens of children of the family surrounded him, and Yao'er sat in a daze, completely unconscious. just smiled and shook his head: "Cangjie made words, this is a memory." Later generations have evolved and there are poems to send feelings. However, if the words are limited, how can we express the creation of heaven and earth? This situation should be carried away, and the words are already inferior, isn't it boring! ”

These noble ladies of the family have nothing to do, specialize in poetry, and are conceited. It was expected that Yao'er would be difficult to defeat them, but now seeing Yao'er's clever words, she was even more sure that she was timid. Cui Yi said with a smile: "This is a bad word, the poetry is elegant, and the poetry is emotional." How can it be said that it is inferior. Nu once wrote a peony poem: 'Farewell to the country, open more rich and noble homes.' After a reward. Thousands of flowers! The girl thinks that this poem about peonies doesn't complement each other and make it more interesting? ”

Yao'er shook her head and said in a sunny voice: "The peony flowers are big and colorful, and there are many varieties. Some resemble lotus lotus, some are like phoenixes, some petals are dense and towering, like a crown, and some are white on the outside and red on the inside, gradually evolving like snow reflecting the morning glow. It's hard to describe the beauty of it. Sister, this poem of yours is only expensive, and you can't think of anything else. If you say extravagant, hehe, who doesn't know that the peony is rich, this is a big move! ”

Cui Yi was extremely proud of this poem, but was devalued by Yao'er, and his face couldn't help but change.

At this time, the noble son Wang Sicong couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "The girl is talented, how about listening to this "Song of Pomegranate Poems" again?" After speaking, without waiting for Yao'er to agree, he said: "The cicadas are roaring in the autumn clouds, and the leaves are all in the clouds, and the branches of the pomegranate incense are low. The glow color is dyed with purple poppies, and the yellow wax paper buds are red rhinoceros. The jade carved curling is wet with dew, and the spots seem to be with Xiang'e crying. Xiao Niang was married for the first time and chewed through tens of millions of water essences. ”

These poems are all old works in the past, and the words have been carefully considered and repeatedly revised, which can be regarded as a masterpiece.

Yao'er still shook her head: "It's not good! If I have the kung fu to taste this poem, I might as well take a look at the pomegranate flower and taste the pomegranate seed with my own mouth, sweet and sour, so delicious! ”

Wang Sicong's face darkened, and he brushed his sleeves and said, "A layman!" ”

Behind the crowd, Li Xianhe and An Ke had already walked over, and they were also standing there listening, listening to Yao'er's words, An Ke couldn't help but laugh and quietly covered his mouth. Li Xianhe stroked his beard and looked at Yao'er, frowning inadvertently.

Zheng Yu has a square face, and he is also a square character, he has no intention of rejecting Yao'er, but seeing that Yao'er is disdainful of poetry, he is also a little unconvinced, so he stepped forward and said: "Zheng has a 'Yongzhu' poem, please Brother Yang to taste it!" ”

"The thick green sparse stems surround the Hunan water, and the spring breeze pulls out the dragon's tail. The color hugs the frost and the pollen is bright, and the branches support the red glow of Shu brocade. There is no vulgar sound of interfighting, and the forest wind drags knives and guns. The bitter rain can't wash away, and it still brings Xiang'e tears and blood. The head sweeps the autumn moon, and the shadow passes through the suspected snow under the forest. I am ashamed of my son's heart, and I love this king's name forever. ”

"Good poetry! Good poetry! ”

"Magnificent words, noble ambitions!"

"Artistic conception...... The artistic conception is fascinating! ”

Before Yao'er could speak, the side sang and harmonized one after another, it seems that these people are also afraid that Yao'er will continue to belittle, so they will create a momentum for Zheng Yu first.

Yao'er looked at Zheng Yu and said with a smile: "How long did it take Brother Zheng to write this poem?" ”

Zheng Yu was stunned, he had never met anyone who asked about this. However, Zheng Yu has a square temperament, he must answer all questions, and he doesn't want to lie, so after thinking about it, he said frankly: "Zheng Mou made this poem, it only took less than half an hour to write the first seven sentences, and then the words were carefully considered, and a few of the words were modified, but the last few sentences have not been felt. Until one day I came back from drinking, walked alone in the bamboo forest under the moon, suddenly realized, and wrote this poem in one go after returning home. Well, it took a total of 10 days. ”

Yao'er shook her head and said regretfully: "If you spend ten days doing things, I don't know how many things you can do that are beneficial to the country, the people and the family, but you don't want to forge ahead, and you waste a good time on these trails, it's really a pity!" ”

Zheng Yu didn't expect this woman to put on an elder face and teach herself a lesson domineeringly, and she couldn't help but be stunned and speechless for a while.

Cui Di said: "What nonsense! "Shangshu" has words, and the poet has words. The poetry is pure and beautiful, and the recent human nature, if you don't learn poetry, you can't stand. I don't know how to be polite, and I am at a loss. Confucius said, stand at thirty. That is to say, only if you know the Book of Poetry can you stand. If you don't learn poetry, how can you speak? ”

Yao'er said disdainfully: "It's just a fart!" ”

Cui Di was stunned and angry, and said angrily: "You...... You...... How can a woman be so rude and so presumptuous! ”

Yao'er said: "If you don't learn poetry, you can't speak." Didn't I say that? You talk at length, and I only answer with two words: 'Fart!' 'Are you not standing up, or are you not standing up?' ”

Yao'er stood up slowly and said: "Poetry can cultivate sentiment, refine language, and help travel, wine, and fun. You come from a family. If you have the ambition to the world and the heart of the people, you don't know how much you can do more than others, but unfortunately all the good time is wasted by you. ”

Yao'er glanced at them disdainfully, and said, "When you chew the words, do you know how many great things the little girl has done for the court, for the society, and for the people of the world?" Don't say it's a court official, it's just the elders of you who are in charge of the family, and see who is there all day long without illness**? ”

Yao'er looked up to the sky and said: "Poetry is a small way, and it is a pastime for my generation of literati to govern the world, establish a life through righteousness, and set up a life for all people. If there is poetry, there is no harm, if you don't learn poetry, you can't stand, if you don't learn poetry, you can't speak? Haha, what a big piece of bullshit, it's not as good as a bite of bacon and a bite of steamed buns! ”

Yao'er laughed and wanted to leave, Wang Sile said with a red face: "Don't go, you ...... This woman, you insult Sven, you ......"

"Second Miss Wang, this is yours. It's you who have to pull other girls to comment on poetry, everyone can express their opinions, although the girl's words are a little rough, I think it makes a lot of sense, why did it become an insult to Sven? The person who spoke was in his early twenties and had a long body, but he was Liu Yuqian of the Liu family. He had been smiling at Mozong's jokes, and when he saw Wang Sile holding Yao'er, he helped Yao'er.

Liu Yuqian's sister Liu Yiyi stood next to him and said with a smile: "Yes, I also think that the way of poetry is a kind of elegance, but it is nothing, it is too pretentious, and even spends most of its energy on it, which is too big to be small." ”

"Yes, yes, what the girl said is very true, what Brother Liu and Miss Yiyi said is reasonable!" The children of the Confucian family have cheered for Yao'er.

……

Besides, the Wang family is now the time for Taoguang to be obscure and accumulate strength, so the children of the Wang family do not want to oppose Confucianism, but now the children of the two aristocratic groups are arguing fiercely, and the formation is clear, if they do not take a stand, it is difficult to say whether they can get the friendship of Confucianism, and they will deviate from the Mozong circle first.

Therefore, if the children of the Wang family are riding on the back of a tiger, they cannot but express everything. Wang Sicong's mind turned, so he picked up a soft pistle and challenged Yao'er, who was standing by and watching the two sides refute each other with scriptures and classics. (To be continued......)