At the same time, in the backyard of Pan's house, the women participating in the performance are putting on makeup or resting in one room after another, and the garden of the Water Stopping Poetry Society is only a wall away from them, and if you go out of the corridor, you can also watch the party go on from behind the curtain at the crossing.

Most of the people who can come to participate in this performance tonight are already women with a certain reputation on the banks of the Qinhuai River, and most of them have their own attractions, if it is an ordinary poetry club, one of them can also provoke the overall situation, but today it is not possible. Not all of the people who came over in the water stop poetry meeting were men, many of them came with their companions, for example, Qin Lao brought a concubine Yun Niang who knew poetry, and many others brought their wives to come, or a lady from a certain family. In such an occasion, they must not be the protagonists, and it is not even okay to sit out to attract attention after the performance.

However, even if they are just out to perform songs and dances, as long as they have excellent talents, it is enough to impress people, and women like them, if there are only many men around them, then the posture will be higher and more reserved. If it is on such an occasion, it will quietly play the role of green leaves, moisturizing things silently and making people remember. Pride and reserve are just means, fame is what really matters.

The two most famous women who came here tonight are probably Yuan Jin'er of Jinfeng Building and Lu Caicai of Yinchun Pavilion, at this time in the room, Yuan Jin'er was holding her cheeks left and right looking at the appearance of makeup in the bronze mirror, and the maid was also watching from the side, and she was chuckling and talking with her own young lady: "Miss, when you just went out to perform, that Cao Gongzi kept looking at you, and his eyes didn't blink." ”

Yuan Jin'er glanced at her with a smile: "I went out to perform, and they looked at me, what's strange." It's you who deducted you, but I only saw Cao Gongzi alone, which made people feel strange. ”

"Miss, it's true." Kou'er wrinkled a little red face in protest, "He can't take his eyes off it!" ”

"If you don't look at him intently, how do you know that he is looking at me intently." Yuan Jin'er continued to laugh and joke, the little girl was so embarrassed that her mouth pursed out, and she decided to ignore her, but after a while, she leaned over again: "Miss, who can get this poem leader tonight." ”

Yuan Jin'er tilted her head and embedded a small flower between her temples: "There is no first, and there is no real standard for fighting poetry, where is there any leader, you girl, you just love to ask these questions." But if you want to say that those songs will be sung for the longest time, you can see them. She picked up a few notes on the table, "Wang Gongzi's, Xi Gongzi's, and your favorite Cao Gongzi's songs, 'The blue sky is like water, and the silver is shallow', heh, this one is probably the best, so you will be happy...... And Li Gongzi from Lichuan, Tang Gongzi ......"

The little maid pouted: "Who likes Cao Gongzi." ”

"Uh, hate him?" Yuan Jin'er looked at her with smart eyes.

"No, but the buckle is for the sake of you, Miss, Cao Gongzi likes you, you came with him today, if you can have Cao Gongzi to help, next year's Qin Huai Oiran is afraid that it will fall on Miss you." And if it is Cao Gongzi's spring high school next year......"

The little maid gushed endlessly, Yuan Jin'er laughed and hooked her nose: "I know it." Then I picked up the poem written by Cao Guan and read it. Among her and Lu Caicai, Lu Caicai is good at pipa, she is good at guzheng, and she is better at singing, she is going to sing this song later, while watching and singing in her heart, she also laughed softly, it looks like a happy laugh pursued by a talented man.

In fact, most of the prostitutes who are a little dedicated on the Qinhuai River claim to have a bumpy life experience, most of which are fake and made up, but that is only a fabrication of details, and the concept that they all have a bumpy life experience is basically correct. To famous prostitutes such as Deyuan Jin'er Lu Caicai, they learned poetry, in fact, naturally, they will also admire all kinds of talented people, but although occasionally there are famous prostitutes who simply appreciate the talents of others and marry poor scholars, it is really a minority of the few. She was invited by Pan Mansion today but came by car with Cao Guan, it seems that she is already very close, and she also admires Cao Guan's talent in her heart, but if she really likes it, she likes it to the way that Kou'er said, but even she doesn't know it. For them, it seems that the stars are holding the moon, but in fact, there are not many opportunities to choose. ,

However, if you can avoid these thoughts a little, tonight's poetry meeting will indeed be very rewarding.

She sang the song repeatedly, and after a while, Kou'er came from the door: "Miss, it seems that there are good poems again, let's go and see." ”

"Oh?" She put down the notepad with a smile, went out with Kou'er, and walked towards the curtain at the door of the corridor, several women had already gathered here, and Lu Caicai had also come over, she said softly: "Sisters, what's wrong?" Then he also attached himself to the curtain to watch, and was hearing the sound of "ask the sky for wine" from there, Pan Guangyan had already read it once, and this was the second time that one of the students had recited.

The atmosphere of the poetry meeting was actually a little strange at this time, a little quieter, in the previous grand occasion, everyone was very enthusiastic in writing poems and poems, smiling and laughing, at this time it seemed to be suppressed by some kind of aura. Everyone was still reminiscing about the poem, and then these women also got a piece of paper with the word copied, and read the whole article together, and then read it again, Yuan Jin'er raised her head and happened to meet Lu Caicai's gaze.

"The ...... of the Pu Yuan Poetry Club"

"How could it be ......"

"Su Fu, Ning Yi, Ning Liheng, who is this?"

"I've never heard of it......"

Compared with the group of students outside who were first immersed in the poem, the first concern of the women here after perceiving the meaning of the poem was who made it, and several people read the inscription several times, asking each other, but they had never heard of the name. At this time, someone outside was already asking: "What do you think, what do you think of this word?" ”

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to ......"

"The word ......"

"Who made that?"

For a while, no one said an evaluation, but someone faintly said "wonderful" in a muttered nod, and then the person who read the poem picked it up again and read it: "Su Fu, Ning Yi, Ning Liheng, does anyone know who this person is?" ”

There was a moment of silence.

"However, since the surname is Ning at this time, why is it the Su Mansion again?"

"Which Su Mansion?"

"Pu Yuan Poetry Club, I'm afraid it's not the Su family's cloth shop."

"Isn't this person the steward of Su Mansion and the like?"

"I've never heard of this person before......"

Everyone looked at each other for a while and talked about it, but everyone was confused about this name, and no one had heard of it. Pan Guangyan then had to call the person who went outside to pick up the poem, this person was not a subordinate, but half of his disciples, and he also had some talent.

"Oh, I heard that this person is the son-in-law of the Su Mansion, and he only entered the Su family a few months ago, and he is the husband of Su Tan'er, the second lady of the Su Mansion. Interestingly, I also heard some sayings in the downside, it is said that this Ning Liheng was infected with the wind cold today, and did not attend the Puyuan Poetry Club, he said this word with a small maid when he was recuperating at home tonight, it was to entertain himself, who knew that some people above the poetry club said that he had no poetic talent, and this little maid couldn't hear it, so he took out the word...... Hehe, that's what I said over there, and I don't know the truth when I go down. ”

"Su Fu ...... Son-in-law? ”

As soon as these words came out, not only everyone present, but also the woman behind the curtain next to her also looked at each other, and then the voice of the voice also rang out.

"Didn't show up?"

"It's too bizarre......"

"I do...... I've never heard of someone who can learn this for a son-in-law......"

"Ning Yi and Ning Liheng, I really haven't heard of it......"

On the other side of the curtain, the little maid said suspiciously: "Isn't this what the Puyuan Poetry Club wants to be famous and bought?" ”

Every year, it is not uncommon to want to buy poems to become famous, among which everyone knows the insider, but even if you buy it, it is probably impossible to buy poems of this quality. If you really have this kind of talent, how can you run away and get rich? At this time, there were also people over there who spoke out their doubts.

"I'm afraid it's hard to convince people......"

"Isn't it the lyrics that Su Mansion bought if he wanted to make a name for himself?"

The voice was not loud, and the man who spoke was only tentative, but everyone could hear it, and after a moment of silence, it was obvious that someone was about to agree: "It's ...... to do this kind of thing"

Everyone was infected by this poem at the beginning, and they didn't think too much, and then the information of "son-in-law" and "nobody" came up, and after comparing with the word, there was also a huge contrast, and some doubtful thoughts rose almost irrepressibly, after all, some calm people never spoke, but after all, there were still a lot of fighting hearts in the poetry meeting tonight, and some people subconsciously said it. At this time, a stern voice suddenly came down from the stage: "Zixing! Shut up! ”

The person who spoke was named Yu Zixing, and he was startled by this voice, and when he looked up, he saw Kang Lao Zheng looking at him with a brush in his hand, his eyes were serious, not angry but threatening, and he suppressed everyone's discussions. For a while, the venue was silent.

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