The back garden of Joe's house.

The lotus pond is sparkling, and although it is winter, the Jiangnan area is still warm, and sure enough, many people have not seen snow for the rest of their lives.

In the pavilion, there are two beautiful women, one petite and cute is Xiao Qiao, and the other is noble and elegant Da Qiao.

The same angelic face, but two completely different temperaments.

A group of maids surrounded the two people playing the piano, like a beautiful picture.

"These two pieces are the work of the ladies......

"The eldest lady and the second lady will definitely win the top two of the group's spectrum."

The maids discussed.

In order to be among the best in the competition, too many ladies have worked hard for more than ten years, just to get a good song.

Xiao Qiao's piano stage name moved Jiangnan, and he was very confident in this competition.

"Two young ladies, the poems sent by Tang Gongzi."

The maid sent Yuan Tan's bamboo slips, and the sound of the tinkling silk bamboo piano stopped.

A minute later.

"Which beauty is this described, she must be a lovely person who has fallen into the city and the country." A group of maids, warblers, and swallows have misty eyes.

"It's really a good poem, is he writing about me?" Xiao Qiao's face was like jade, and the sunset suddenly rose.

Da Qiao's face was as cold as ice, "This poetry is ......." ”

The next night.

In the boudoir.

"Two young ladies, Tang Gongzi sent another poem."

The maid ran in with a gossipy smile and presented it.

Xiao Qiao looked at the newly sent poems, laughed to himself quite shyly, and asked Da Qiao: "Sister, do you think I should reply to the letter?" ”

The maids looked at each other, this clearly showed that Yuan Tan was pursuing one of the two young ladies, could it be that the second young lady was pursuing and not the eldest young lady?

Da Qiao said lightly: "Whatever you want." ”

"Sister, you...... Did you reply? Xiao Qiao asked timidly. I thought that if my sister replied to the letter, I would ...... I can't reply.

"My sister is sleepy, so I went back to my room to sleep first." Big Joe calmly left.

But the maids saw a lot of problems, so they felt that the naïve second lady didn't see it.

Another day.

"Sister, are you really not replying?" Little Joe blushed.

The maids suddenly whispered.

"I see that the second lady has taken a fancy to Tang Gongzi."

"Tang Gongzi is a life-saving benefactor, handsome and talented, if it were me, I would be willing."

"The second lady asked the eldest lady like this, she must be afraid that the eldest lady would rob her of ......."

Da Qiao's expression was calm, "Sister, you can reply to him." ”

"Huh?" After Da Qiao finished speaking, he picked up a roll of bamboo slips on the table, "Three character scriptures? Ah, these three-character scriptures are so good, I don't know which great Confucian created a classic with his life's work. ”

"This is created by Tang Bohu's brother." Little Joe blushed.

“……。” Big Joe.

"Then ......, Brother Tang Bohu writes such a good poem, I am already a little short of words, can my sister help me write a poem?" Little Joe asked timidly. She is better than Da Qiao in playing the piano, but Da Qiao is better at writing poetry.

Da Qiao looked at the three-character scripture in his hand and hesitated, "Okay." ”

Another day.

"Senior sister!"

Yuan Tan came to the pavilion by the lotus pond brightly, "Senior sister, the poem you made is so good, senior brother can fully understand the meaning inside." ”

Xiao Qiao's father Qiao Lao and Yuan Tan's mentor Zheng Xuan are considered to be the same generation, so Yuan Tan is called his younger sister.

"Division...... Senior brother. ”

Of course, Xiao Qiao was about to call his senior brother, and he immediately blushed, and he felt that his mouth was full of the taste of his senior brother, which came from the 'post-traumatic sequelae' when he was rescued.

Seeing Yuan Tan and his sister flirting with each other, Da Qiao looked casual, but why did he feel angry in his heart? I wrote it, but he thought it was his sister.

Seeing Yuan Tan hooking up with his sister and going to the garden, Da Qiao's face was even more frosty.

In this way, poems come and go, and sometimes three or four poems are sent to each other in a day.

Yuan Tan felt fortunate that he was the king of poetry, if not, he would not be able to take it at all.

Another day.

Da Qiao came to Xiao Qiao's boudoir and said with a smile: "Sister, can't you write poems?" Sister made a song for you here, give it to your sweetheart. ”

Xiao Qiao was suddenly shy, "Thanks to my sister's ......." ”

Da Qiao saw Xiao Qiao go happily, and the corners of his mouth hung up and said coldly: "Look at me scolding him for being a dog blood sprayer, but what if he is so stupid that he can't see it?" ”

It is said that Yuan Tan was beaming with joy after receiving Xiao Qiao's poem again.

However, he soon saw something wrong in the poem.

"Sure enough, some of the poems sent by Xiao Qiao were written by Big Qiao."

With the ability of Yuan Tan Shiwang, he has long found that there are two completely different styles in the poem, one is quite delicate and the other is quite cold. At this moment, I found that there was a mockery hidden in this poem, and I was really taken aback, "Fortunately, Lao Tzu is a great poet, if not, you can't see these famous halls at all?" ”

He knew that Big Joe was a big sister, and she was by no means a little sister like Little Joe. It is destined that Da Qiao will not be as enthusiastic and unrestrained as Xiao Qiao, but will always be cold.

"Is she guilty of scolding Lao Tzu? Is it love over time, love into hate? No matter how much, Lao Tzu also hides something in the poem. ”

Yuan Tan replied with a poem. Although Da Qiao scolded him for being a bird in this poem of Pengcheng Wanli, he didn't care, but shamelessly praised Da Qiao as a shy flower in the closed moon.

The next day.

"Ah~, it seems that this Tang Bohu is really brilliant, and he can see the meaning of my poem. I'm not unfamiliar with your ...... of pleaser. ”

So Da Qiao made another poem praising the gentleman, but in fact, he scolded Yuan Tan for his reputation.

Yuan Tan laughed after receiving this poem, and instead sent out a poem praising roses, alluding to Da Qiao is a big sister with a noble temperament, "Is this the legendary cheating?" ”

"Is he teasing me?" After receiving the poem, Da Qiao was angry, and immediately replied with a poem about the night, secretly scolding Yuan Tan for falling in love with his little sister and teasing his sister in love, which is really a disciple.

Yuan Tan immediately replied with a poem about 'Little Lotus Shows Its Sharp Corners', implying that it was the eldest sister who flirted with him first, so he couldn't extricate himself.

I flirted with him for a chicken feather, and he flirted with me first, no, no, no...... It's so shy to say anything flirtatious. Even if it was me first, he should have been calm. The flowers and branches of the big Qiao Qi trembled.

In the boudoir.

"Second Miss, Tang Gongzi is here to write again!"

The maids are all yearning, Tang Gongzi is so talented, the eldest lady and the second lady together can parry it, I really want to have such a son to write poems for himself.

Da Qiao grabbed it.

Xiao Qiao saw his sister puffing angrily, and her face was flushed and she was writing hard.

They all took the initiative to help themselves return to poetry,??? , and suddenly the little head was full of question marks.

this day.

Da Qiao used to come to Xiao Qiao to wait for Yuan Tan's poems, and she used to come to Xiao Qiao often, so she couldn't tell that she was specifically waiting for Yuan Tan.

"Sister? Younger sister! ”

She saw her sister stupidly blushing and in a daze, her eyes full of love.

She picked up the poem in front of her sister.

"What! He even said that I was his little apple, like the most beautiful cloud in the sky...... If you plant hope, you will reap the rewards. Want to harvest my ......, shameless one! ”

When he scolded him for squirting blood, he openly expressed his love for himself. Da Qiao looked at the latest poem, and his nose was crooked.

"It's so shameless, you're going to get nothing out of it!"

Da Qiao immediately wrote hard.

And so, time flew by.

Although all the poems are sent in the name of Xiao Qiao, you can know whose handwriting it is by looking at the fan between the lines.

The more Da Qiao was cold and sneering, the more Yuan Tan praised her. When the scolding was the hardest, Yuan Tan expressed his admiration.

Xiao Qiao was innocent and cute, and she didn't know that Yuan Tan and her sister were fighting unimaginably fiercely across her.

"Turn into a candle and burn yourself, just to light me!"

Da Qiao's face was pale, and he bit his lip, almost pumping his anger.