"This Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting can be described as a gathering of wind and clouds!" Wu Bei said to Li Xiu'er and Su Pujia, "The most well-known young people in Jinling City basically gather here. I heard that even Ji Ning also participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting. ”

When Wu Bei was speaking, he paid attention to the expressions of Li Xiu'er and Su Pujia for a while. When the word "Ji Ning" was mentioned, he clearly saw Li Xiu'er's expression move, but Su Pujia was dull and did not have a trace of waves.

However, it is good that Li Xiu'er is interested, and he knows that Su Pujia's mood is invisible, and he guesses that Su Pujia should also be interested. Anyway, she had a marriage contract with Ji Ning.

attracted the attention of the second daughter, Wu Bei was happy, but Qin Feng next to him was not very happy, and frowned imperceptibly.

Without waiting for Wu Bei to continue speaking, Qin Feng had already preemptively said: "Hehe, it is worthy of the Chongwang Mansion, the sea is inclusive!" ”

When Li Xiuer heard this, she couldn't help frowning secretly in her heart.

Qin Feng's words seemed to praise Chongwangfu, but in fact, it implied that Ji Ning was not qualified to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting of Chongwangfu.

"No, I heard that the Chongwang Mansion sent a big butler to personally send an invitation to Ji Ning." Wu Bei said with a smile, "This Corporal Lixian is really convincing. Brother Boyan, I heard that the person who sent you the invitation was just an ordinary deacon of the Chongwang Mansion, right? ”

Wu Bei saw that Li Xiu'er was listening to him more attentively, and couldn't help but be secretly proud.

Next, Wu Bei and Qin Feng talked about Ji Ning's participation in the Chongwang Mansion sentence by sentence.

These two people spoke very gracefully, in front of Su Pujia and Li Xiu'er, on the surface, they did not slander Ji Ning, but under the words, they quietly pointed out that Ji Ning participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting of Chongwangfu, and no one in the entire Jinling City was convinced, very resistant, and unanimously agreed that Ji Ning's talent was not qualified to participate, and Ji Ning's participation in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting of Chongwangfu was shameless.

Wu Bei saw that Li Xiu'er became more and more absorbed the more he listened, became more proud, and said more, but he didn't know that Li Xiu'er was very aggrieved when he heard it, and the anger in his stomach made him hate Wu Bei more and more.

"Enough of you!" Li Xiu'er finally broke out, and said in a cold voice, "You are still a well-known talent in Jinling City, is it very moral to accuse Sang of scolding Huai and slandering people behind his back?" Ji Yongning was able to get the invitation of Chongwangfu, and he had his own advantages. ”

"Sister Pujia, let's go!" Li Xiu'er grabbed Su Pujia's pink arm, turned around and walked away.

Before turning around, she gave Wu Bei and Qin Feng a fierce disdain.

Walking to the other side of the hall and stopping, Li Xiu'er explained to Su Pujia: "Sister Pujia, Qin Feng and Wu Bei are so rude, they actually slandered Ji Yongning in front of you. ”

"Let them be, Ji Ning has nothing to do with me." Su Pujia said flatly, "However, Ji Yongning really shouldn't participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting in Chongwangfu." ”

Li Xiu'er's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen, and she said with some questioning: "Do you also believe Qin Feng and Wu Bei's words?" ”

"How so?" Su Pujia shook her head lightly and said, "Ji Yongning does have some talent, but his participation in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Festival in Chongwangfu will inevitably be attacked and made difficult by most of the talents, and his talent may not be enough to deal with it." ”

When Li Xiu'er heard this, she couldn't help but "chuckle" in her heart, although she firmly believed that Ji Ning was talented, she had not blindly admired it to think that Ji Ning alone could compete with the nearly two hundred most talented and prosperous young talents in the entire Jinling City.

For a while, she originally expected Ji Ning to shine at the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Conference, but she was deeply worried about Ji Ning.

"Sister Pujia, you wouldn't watch Ji Ning being attacked by everyone and make a fool of yourself, would you?" She turned to Su Pujia for help, "Although you have no marriage contract with him, he is too embarrassed and laughed at, and your face is dull." ”

Su Pujia nodded slightly and said, "I really can't completely sit idly by. It depends, I'll help him out when necessary, but it's up to him to do it himself. After all, my relationship with him was too sensitive, and I had to keep a long enough distance from him in plain sight. ”

"Alas, he shouldn't have come."

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The Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting of Chongwangfu is finally about to begin.

Under the guidance of the subordinates of the Chongwang Mansion, nearly 200 young men and famous ladies from Jinling City entered the venue.

The venue of the Mid-Autumn Festival is not indoors, but in an open-air garden.

The garden of Chongwang's Mansion is spacious and tidy, with all kinds of exotic flowers and plants and rockeries and strange stones, hanging many exquisite lanterns, lighting such as daytime, and the tables and futons are carefully arranged in a staggered manner.

After the talented people and famous ladies took their seats, they immediately felt the mystery: the cool breeze came slowly, the flowers and plants were fragrant, and they could not only chant poetry and wine for fun, but also did not delay admiring the moon. Especially if you don't have to worry about too many people and talking loudly.

However, the male and female guests are separated, with a screen in between.

Li Xiu'er found that there was a screen between the male and female guests, and Fang Xin was even more worried. There is a screen partition, and she and Su Pujia will inevitably be unable to help Ji Ning.

In addition, she found that Ji Ning had not yet arrived.

After listening to Su Pujia's analysis, she had some hope that Ji Ning would really not come.

However, even across a screen, she could still hear those young talents in Jinling City discussing and satirizing Ji Ning was scared and did not dare to participate in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Meeting in Chongwangfu.

She listened, and her cheeks bulged with anger.

Dare to be in the mouths of those people, Ji Ning can't do anything right, it's shameless to participate, and it's fearful not to participate.

However, Ji Ning finally arrived.

Ji Ning was not late, but arrived at the Chongwang Mansion on time.

After everyone was seated, Ji Ning calmly walked into the garden under the guidance of a deacon from the Chongwang Mansion.

As he entered the garden, Ji Ning noticed that the noisy discussion just now suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look at him in unison, their eyes full of disdain and jealousy, and they were clearly very hostile to him.

Ji Ning sneered in his heart, he had expected this situation, what if Young Master Ben went to the meeting alone?

"Master Ji, this is your seat." The deacon of the Chongwang Mansion pointed to the desk and futon in the middle of the first row, and said respectfully.

That seat can be said to be the best of almost all the seats except for the master's seat, and the seat closest to the master that is the most convenient for talking and talking.

"Thank you." Ji Ning arched his hand and said to the deacon of the Chongwang Mansion.

"Don't dare." The deacon of the palace bowed respectfully in return, and then withdrew from the garden.

Under the countless jealous and hateful gazes behind him, Ji Ning sat down calmly.

In that position, although all the talents had guessed that it might be Ji Ning's seat just now, when Ji Ning actually sat down, they were all jealous and felt a deep sting.

"Some people's skins are really as thick as city walls, and they dare to sit in any position." Xu Hai'an, who was sitting very far behind, said in a weird manner, eating Ding Ji Ning didn't know who said it.