Since that day, Jiang Wan has not come to Lanyue Pavilion to study for several days.

Jiang Yu is also happy to be idle, reading books in the house, feeding the birds and watering the flowers, and going out to practice light exercises at night.

"Miss!" Qing He looked at the day and hurriedly ran over to find Jiang Yu, "The day is here for the county lord of Xiang'an, and tomorrow is the time to go to the poetry meeting, Miss, what kind of clothes are you going to wear?" ”

"Tomorrow is coming?" Jiang Yu groaned for a while, and picked out a plain dress casually.

"You take care of the house first, Qinghe, you follow me to my father's study." This hour was the time when Jiang Congwen went down to court.

These days, it is only at this time that I can find Jiang Congwen, and most of the time I stay in Wang Lin'er's house.

"Father!" Jiang Yu gently pushed open the door and saluted Jiang Congwen, "A few days ago, the county lord of Xiang'an sent a post over, asking me to go to the poetry meeting tomorrow, and I specially came to inform my father. ”

Seeing that it was Jiang Yu, Jiang Congwen just hummed softly, and was about to wave her hand to let her go.

Although I thought that at this time, Jiang Wan also came.

"Father!" Jiang Wan just entered the room and walked directly to Jiang Congwen's side, holding his sleeve affectionately.

Then he looked at Jiang Yu with some smugness.

"Sister, are you going to the poetry club tomorrow? I don't have anything to do, so why don't you bring it with me! I'd love to check it out, I've never been to it before. She shook Jiang Congwen's arm and said coquettishly: "Daddy! I really want to go! ”

Dizzy and swollen by Jiang Wan's head, Jiang Congwen hurriedly stretched out his hand to stabilize her, sighed, and touched Jiang Wan's head, "You girl!" ”

"Father, didn't you say last time that I should study more, this poetry club will definitely let me learn a lot." Jiang Wan looks like a little daughter.

After all, it is Jiang Congwen's daughter who has always loved.

Jiang Congwen didn't even ask Jiang Yu about her intentions, so he nodded straightforwardly and agreed: "If you want to go, go there, Jiang Yu will take your sister over tomorrow and take care of your sister." ”

When she spoke to Jiang Wan, she spoke softly, and when she turned to face herself, she became indifferent and serious.

Jiang Yu was also a little indifferent, nodded, and couldn't even salute at all, so she turned around directly and returned to Lanyue Pavilion.

Since Jiang Wan is so dead-skinned, it would be good to take her with her tomorrow, but if she was humiliated by someone at that time, she would not come forward to help.

On the morning of the second day, I didn't know where Jiang Wan came from, and I knew the time of Jiang Yu's departure, so I hurriedly called the maid to follow the carriage with things.

"Second Miss doesn't have a carriage herself? I had to follow us up, this carriage place was only so big, and I was in a hurry. In the vacant seat next to the carriage outside, Qing He muttered, the sound was not loud or small, and Jiang Wan in the carriage could hear it clearly.

If it were an ordinary person, I was afraid that I would be a little ashamed, but Jiang Wan rolled her eyes disdainfully, "Sister, are you educating your own maid like this?" I don't have a humble appearance, if I had been sold in my yard, I would have been sold a long time ago. ”

Jiang Yu didn't bother to pay attention to her, closed her eyes and rested slowly, the carriage drove for a while, and then arrived at the place, and when the car stopped, Jiang Yu opened her eyes again.

This poetry meeting was originally held in private, so naturally there was not much of a scene.

Only when the curtain was lifted opened, Jiang Yu saw the county lord of Xiang'an standing not far away waiting for him.

She got out of the carriage, and the county lord of Xiang'an came towards her, and when she saw Jiang Wan coming down behind Jiang Yu, the county lord of Xiang'an had a slightly unpleasant face.

"Why did you bring her here? I don't know a few big characters to participate in the poetry meeting, won't I lose people when the time comes? "The county lord of Xiang'an didn't like Jiang Wan very much, and he was even more merciless at the moment.

Knowing that she couldn't make trouble for Jiang Congwen anymore, Jiang Wan simply stood behind Jiang Yu with her mouth shut.

"If my father wants me to bring it, bring it." Jiang Yu laughed, "Anyway, it's not a big deal, just let her follow." ”

In fact, what she thought in her heart was that if Jiang Wan wanted to be embarrassed, it would just be a loss of face for her, and she would not deal with her in the first place, and it was all spread in the circle of the capital.

This poetry meeting was arranged by the lord of Xiang'an, and naturally invited all of them were children of famous and wealthy people, and most of them were full of poetry and books, and they were very born.

"Let's find a place to sit first." The county lord of Xiang'an led Jiang Yu to sit down.

There are not many people in this location, and the surrounding area is full of flowers and trees, these talented and beautiful people or rich young masters are all looking around and chatting with like-minded people.

Although it is a poetry meeting, this beautiful scenery is indispensable.

Although Jiang Wan is beautiful, her all-round temperament is not quite in line with the appetite of these talents.

The talented people turned their heads and left when they saw her, and those who came from the marquis's house looked down on her.

Seeing that no one took care of her, Jiang Wan's heart turned, remembering the last time she overheard Jiang Yu's poem from outside the door, although she lost someone on her cousin's birthday at that time, but now, Jiang Yu was chatting with the county lord of Xiang'an on the side, naturally she didn't know what she was talking about.

She walked over to an orchid, and there were three or four boys watching at the place.

Pretending to be pitiful for the flowers, Jiang Wan stretched out her fingers and gently swiped the water droplets on the orchid.

"Orchids are blooming in spring, Guihua is bright in autumn, and this business is a festival."

"Good poetry! Girl, did you write this poem yourself? Originally, Jiang Wan was just here to join in the fun, this is not like being able to make poems, who knew that there was really something in this opening.

Carefully experience the artistic conception in this poem, these sons obviously understand the charm, and they appreciate Jiang Wan even more, this poem is really good.

Jiang Wan smiled sweetly, saluted at the sons, and was about to turn around and leave, faking the appearance of a master.

"Miss, please stay, I haven't asked you which name your name is, and you can contact you again when you're free." Among them, there is a son who likes Jiang Wan's poems very much, and after listening to Jiang Wan's poems, he immediately fell in love.

The movement here is not small, and immediately someone cast a curious glance here, and a familiar one came forward to ask a few words, only to know that Jiang Wan had made such a good poem.

For a while, it spread ten or ten, and most of the people in this society knew about it, and they gathered to praise Jiang Wan.

"It's so lively over there, what are you talking about!" Originally, he was talking to Jiang Yu, but the county lord of Xiang'an heard it, and the noisy voice from Jiang Wan's side looked over curiously.

"It seems that the second lady of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion made a good poem, and those sons are praising her, and there are still people who want to communicate with her more, learn and learn." The maid on the side is naturally well-informed.

Jiang Yu laughed secretly, could it be that she stole her poems and took them out to publicize them, she was still thinking that she couldn't make any trouble in this poetry meeting! Who knows, it's still so shameless.

"Just her? I can also write poetry. The county lord of Xiang'an chuckled, looked at the group of people sarcastically, thought of something again, and turned his head to look at Jiang Yu with a question in his eyes.

Jiang Yu nodded.

Although there are not too many people who know about that matter, as long as you have heard most of the right ear, you will also have an impression, after all, the four big characters of Pingyuan Marquis Mansion are not easy for people to forget.

Jiang Yu was thinking about this, and someone over there immediately questioned: "Second Miss Pingyuan Houfu!" You must have made this poem, but I don't think I've heard it anywhere? ”

The sudden voice made Jiang Wan's heart skip a beat, "Of course it's me......"

"No, I remember, I attended a banquet that time, and the person who wrote the poem at that time should be the eldest lady of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, not the second miss, oh, by the way, there seems to be a joke that day, isn't it that the second miss plagiarized the poems of the eldest lady?"

This voice from nowhere made Jiang Wan's face turn white for a while, and the few sons around who were originally going to come forward to communicate with Jiang Wan suddenly looked at Jiang Wan with some disgust.

The most disdainful thing about being a literati is the word plagiarism.

If it does, it's notorious.

"What nonsense? This poem was written by me and my sister, and I want to talk nonsense, my sister can be here today, if I plagiarize her poems! How dare you say it in public. ”

Jiang Wan was really sick and rushed to the doctor, and she wanted Jiang Yu to prove her innocence, she turned her head and saw Jiang Yu not far away, with a smile of sarcasm.

"It turned out to be a cooperation, the eldest lady of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, that is a famous talented woman, if this poem was written by her and the second lady of the Pingyuan Marquis Mansion, it would be reasonable." Someone comes out to satirize, and naturally someone will come out to reconcile, after all, this poetry meeting was arranged by the lord of Xiang'an.

If there is really a mess and a scandal, this is not a good thing for them and the county lord of Xiang'an.

The son who spoke to question Jiang Wan naturally knew it.

When her words were asked, she regretted it a little, and if she let the county lord of Xiang'an know, she would probably be a little unhappy in her heart.

"You've really lifted me up." Jiang Yu only appeared at this time, walked to Jiang Wan's side, and didn't explain whether this poem was cooperated with Jiang Wan, but said with a smile: "I'm just a little fight, and I don't have any great talent, my sister made such a move today, I want to apologize for you, it's better to make a limerick poem and please me!" ”

The county lord of Xiang'an glanced at Jiang Wan with a little dislike.

originally thought that she wouldn't make any trouble when she came over, but who knows, not only can she make a moth, but she is also so shameless.