Bai Susu took out the song "Butterfly Loves Flowers", and with her literary appreciation, she felt that it was a good work, even better than the song "Qu Yuguan", so she was full of confidence.

She thought that this was written by Su Chen, but she didn't know that it was a famous poem by Su Chen, a scholar of the Northern Song Dynasty.

When Xu Wanqing heard Su Yixuan's new words, she was immediately interested, the last time she got the song jade pipe, not only the poems were beautiful, the artistic conception was continuous, and even the font was unique, which left a strong impression on her.

Even if she has never met, she is definitely at the forefront of the talent ranking in her heart.

Xu Dacai took the paper with a smile, staring at the poems on the paper with burning eyes, the first thing that caught her eye was the familiar and beloved font, and the first feeling in her heart was that this was the handwritten font of "Su Yixuan".

Hou Shijie, Fang Chenbo, Zhao Yu and others are all eager to see through, waiting for Xu Cainu's appreciation, they will also take a look at it and discuss it in person.

"Butterfly love flowers-spring scene: the flowers fade and the red green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water surrounds. The willows on the branches blow very little. There is no grass at the end of the world. Swing inside the wall, outside the wall. Pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful people laugh inside the wall. The laughter faded into silence. Amorous but ruthlessly annoyed ......"

After Xu Wanqing's voice was melodious and sonorous and powerful, all the talented and beautiful people on the scene fell silent, and that kind of virtual scene appeared in their minds.

After a while, Hou Shijie, Fang Chenbo and others, who had the intention of finding fault, all showed helplessness and surprise on their faces, although they didn't want to admit it, I am afraid that it was also the best spring scene they had ever seen.

Xu Wanqing couldn't help but sigh: "Su Yixuan's son's poem is fresh and beautiful, the writing is graceful, and the scenery is metaphorical, the artistic conception is far-reaching, there is no grass everywhere in the world, and the grass is used to refer to bosom friends or lovers, and it is prudent to be alone." It may be that the lyricist has been frustrated recently, and in the end, he is "amorous but ruthlessly annoyed", which shows that he is trapped by love......"

After a simple explanation, Xu Wanqing looked at Bai Susu, with a bit of inquiry, could it be that Su Yixuan couldn't love Bai Susu, so he gave birth to these helplessness?

Bai Susu was a little embarrassed by her, and she was a little suspicious in her heart, is Su Chen expressing his state of mind when she writes like this? The ruthless woman he was resenting in his heart, was it referring to her?

Thinking of these, Bai Susu's solid cocooned heart, for some reason, gave birth to a trace of softness at this time.

"Maybe......" Bai Susu smiled awkwardly and said perfunctorily.

In fact, she didn't know what Su Chen was thinking specifically, and even over the years, she had never spoken at close range.

Xu Qingwan looked at Bai Susu and said, "Sister Susu, can you lend me this poem first, take it back and copy it, and then return it in a few days." ”

"This ....." Bai Susu hesitated, first, she wanted to keep it for herself and read it a few more times, and secondly, this poem came from the wrong way, but Peng Jingqing stole it from the study in Su Chen's house, and I am afraid that it is not good to borrow someone like this.

Xu Qingwan continued: "There are five days left, that is, the poetry meeting day of the Xu Mansion once a month, some talented daughters and talented princesses and local Confucians in Runzhou City will discuss poetry in the courtyard of the Xu Mansion. ”

Bai Susu thought about it, Xu Dacai made this kind of request in front of so many people, and she had already surrendered her identity for poetry, which can be regarded as a kind of beautiful talk. If you refuse, you will be stingy. What's more, it's just borrowing, not asking, borrowing and repaying, and inviting her to go over to join the Xufu Poetry Club, which is an elegant thing.

Although the status of Shangjia in the Southern Tang Dynasty is not low, in the eyes of readers, they still think that they are not tasteful enough and insulting. Therefore, many big families in Runzhou have invested in helping the prefect Yamen to set up a school, reduce the price of books, build bridges and pave roads, and fund poetry clubs to win a good reputation, which is good for the family's reputation and status.

Bai Susu didn't want to give outsiders the impression that he was only mercenary, only talking about business interests, and had no talent, so he nodded and said, "Yes, Sister Xu, take it, and return it to Su Su at the poetry meeting in a few days." ”

Xu Wanqing smiled, brilliant as a flower, gentle and graceful, and full of charm. Her beauty is not weaker than Bai Susu, and she is also a peerless woman of the first class in Runzhou.

After Hou Shijie heard the words on the side, he felt bad in his heart, and the smile on his face was a little stiff.

Fang Chenbo and Zhao Yu looked even more stunned, after all, they were at the banquet just now, and they repeatedly slandered the reputation of "Su Yixuan", claiming that they had not heard the name of this talented man in Jinling, implying that he was not famous in Shilin, and then suspected that he had no talent, but just heard the song from elsewhere and pretended to be a talent.

At this time, this butterfly love flower slapped the two of them in the face.

Their questioning and denigration are like a joke in front of this excellent poem that can be passed down to the world!

With a narrow smile on his face, Peng Jingjing coldly swept over Fang and Zhao, the two Jinling Jinshi, with a look of disdain.

Or is it a new science and technology jinshi, he can't write a script, and he can't compare to him when he writes poetry, what face does he have to look down on Su Chen and Su Yixuan here?

Fang Chenbo and Zhao Yu couldn't help but turn red and blue when they saw Peng Jingqing's sarcastic eyes, and they avoided their gaze.

"By the way, Su Su, then Su Yixuan's son, can you also bring it with you, we all want to get to know this talent." Xu Wanqing made a plea.

Bai Susu saw the expectation in Xu Wanqing's eyes, and smiled bitterly in her heart, Su Chen refused to go, and she was not sure.

"If I see him in the next few days, I should convey Sister Xu's invitation!"

"Very good!" Xu Wanqing nodded.

The greetings were almost over, and the dishes were also on the table, Bai Susu said goodbye at this time, took Peng Jingqing and Xiaotong, and left the Accord.

………

Su Chen returned home with three hundred taels of silver, very happy, after all, the huge debt of five hundred yuan that was pressed on his head a few days ago had been resolved in less than ten days.

first made a bet with Cao Xiuyuan and won back 200 yuan; Today, he treated Han Xizai in the Han Mansion, and was given three hundred taels of silver by Han Pei for consultation, which together amounted to exactly five hundred yuan.

Su Chen shared the good news with Ling'er for the first time, which made this little girl who had been worried finally smile.

"Brother Su Chen, you are awesome!" Yang Ling'er smiled and hugged Su Chen's arm, with a look of adoration.

Su Chen's vanity was praised and satisfied, he reached out and rubbed Xiao Lori's hair, and said: "In the past, my brother was confused and cynical, which made you suffer a lot with me, and from now on, my brother must let you live a good life." ”

Yang Ling'er said with a happy face: "Brother Su Chen, Ling'er is not bitter, you can turn back as a prodigal son, my father and the ancestor of the Su family, if you know it under Huangquan, you will definitely be very pleased." ”

Su Chen sighed and nodded, even a twelve-year-old girl thought of so many truths, the previous "he" was indeed too much of a jerk.

At this moment, a dry coughing sound came from outside the courtyard, and the old man Bai, accompanied by the servants, came to the door again.