"Miss Song." She walked over and nodded to Song Beige.

Song Beige looked at the woman in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh, another red-faced and troublesome water, a high-end green tea.

Sure enough, before she could say anything, she had already said to herself, "Why are you embarrassed Miss Song." ”

Pei Xi snorted coldly, "Poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, are things that all young ladies of the family will know, how do I know that Miss Song doesn't understand this." ”

"That's it, as you say, let's continue."

It turns out that she is Gao Ruyan!

Song Beige squinted her eyes, she saw a trace of disdain from her eyes, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but rise, she thought that her rank was very high, but she didn't expect that she was still advancing.

The moment Pei Xi turned around, he deliberately raised his voice, "Some people don't know how to chant poetry, so what is the purpose of holding a spring banquet?" ”

Her cold words all pointed to Song Beige as a straw bag with no ink, and the sons of the family who were originally interested in her were discouraged.

Each of them wants to marry a gentle, kind, and knowledgeable virtuous helper, but they don't want to marry a fierce woman who dances with swords and swords.

Song Beige did not change in these changes, but was very grateful to Pei Xi in his heart, at least he could sit next to him and drink tea openly.

But Pei Xi didn't think so, and the women of them sat and walked the flower order, and somehow, it was involved in Song Beige.

Pei Xi pinched her throat and asked her pretentiously, "Since Miss Song doesn't write poems and doesn't talk to us, she is so boring, why do you have to sit still?" ”

"Since I am the master of this general's mansion, I naturally want to bring guests." Song Beige was not in a hurry, twisting an osmanthus cake in his hand, without the slightest twist, which attracted the praise of many sons.

The more attention she received, the more jealous the female dependents became, Pei Xi hooked her lips coldly, "The spring banquet doesn't chant poetry, does Miss Song want to pick a wishful man at this banquet?" ”

This is the purpose that everyone knows, and being hung on the bright side by her not only made Song Beige unable to come to the stage, but even the sons present were not pale.

Song Beige wiped his slender fingers with a handkerchief, looked up, and his sharp eyes were like sharp swords, shooting directly at Pei Xi.

"Y-What are you doing?" Pei Xi was shocked, and his fingers clenched the handkerchief tightly, "Am I wrong?" The whole capital knows what is the reason for Miss Song's spring banquet of selling dog meat on the head of a sheep! ”

"You think you can be unconvinced, then take out your confidence and make a poem."

"Then it will be as you wish." Song Beige walked down from his high position, Ling Ran's breeze was blowing, like a holy white lotus, and there was a sense of arrogance in the innocence.

She casually took out a stick in the stick, only to see a "flower" written on it, raised her eyebrows and smiled, spread out the rice paper, and smoothly put a seven-character poem.

When she wrote the last word, she closed the pen and threw it away, showing the spirit of a king in her gestures.

Everyone wanted to see what she wrote, and they were about to raise their necks, but they heard a little girl say loudly, "The Nine Emperors have arrived!" ”

Everyone reluctantly retracted their gaze and knelt on the ground in unison.

"Get up." Qin Junshen swaggered in, saw Song Beige in the crowd at a glance, narrowed his eyebrows, and strode over, but his eyes were attracted by the poems on the table.

"Brought to autumn on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom.

The incense of the sky penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ”

"Good poetry!" After Qin Jun finished pondering, he was still unsatisfied, as if there was already such a person standing on the battlefield in front of him, scolding Fang Xuan, "Who did this?" ”

He looked around, and finally landed on Song Beige, with a strong different emotion in his eyes, and he was going to annihilate her the day after tomorrow.

The people who were originally waiting to read the poem also praised it when they heard this, "Miss Song is worthy of being the daughter of a general, and the poem is heroic and domineering, which is a rare courage among women in the world." ”

"Miss Song is a heroine among women, and I really admire it."

Song Beige flashed a little indifference in the face of the false boasting, "Everyone is overrated, Beige is only shallow in learning, and he can't get into the hall of elegance." ”

She didn't know how to let her compose poems, but fortunately, she learned a few ancient poems in her previous life, and this one just expressed her mood at the moment, so she borrowed it, and she really wanted to be her own, and she was still a little reluctant to go.

"This poem is too murderous, and I don't know what Miss Song has gone through, so I feel it." Pei Xi saw that Qin Junshen's eyes had been on Song Beige, and jealousy was about to come out of his eyes and write on his face.

Tang Ling, an academician of the Hanlin Academy on the side, stared at the poem silently for a long time, from the beginning of the frown to the stretch, the whole person became clear.

"This poem is really wonderful, whether it is a flat rhyme, all of them are perfect, and what is even more commendable is that although Miss Song is a woman, she can have a different mind and ambition, which makes Tang admire."

His words slapped Pei Xi in the face from the side, making her embarrassed, closed her mouth stupidly, and walked to Gao Ruyan's side.

Song Beige suddenly became the focus of everyone, which she didn't expect, the key is that there has always been a pair of affectionate eyes staring at her, no matter where she goes, she has not moved away.

She couldn't stand it anymore, walked to a no-man's corner, and whispered, "Nine Emperor Princes, what do you want to do?" ”

"I don't want to do anything." Qin Junshen looked like a hanger, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he didn't know how many girls he had bewitched.

As soon as he said the last sentence, someone noticed them, Song Beige glared at him hatefully, turned his head and returned to the crowd.

"Miss Song, tomorrow is Tang's birthday, I don't know if I am lucky enough to invite you to sit at home?" Tang Ling looked at Song Beige with sincerity and sincerity, and the aura of the scroll was a little less sharp.

Song Beige avoided his gaze, and was just about to refuse, when a figure suddenly appeared in the sky, blocking the two of them.

Tang Ling saw the person coming clearly, and immediately retreated in panic, bowed his head and shouted, "Nine Emperor Princes." ”

Qin Jun's face was expressionless, and his whole body was full of coldness, like ice that would not melt for thousands of years, "I heard that you want to invite the woman of this king to your house to sit?" ”

"You, your ......"

Tang Ling seemed to have heard something terrible, his mouth stumbled and he couldn't say a complete sentence, he looked at Qin Junshen in disbelief, and then turned his head to look at Song Beige, who was as faint as a chrysanthemum, and a faint sense of loss surged into his heart.

He bowed his head helplessly, a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

Such a beautiful woman is not what he can get after all.

Qin Junshen's words surprised the people present, they were all juniors in the family, although there was a faint wind direction of the Nine Emperor Princes and Song Beige in the court, but they did not reach their ears, and hearing it at this moment was tantamount to a thunderbolt.