Chapter 9: Poetry Society

The four famous sons in the capital, Nan Cheng'an, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Qiao, the son-in-law of the General's Mansion, Yuwenlang, the son of the Shangshu family, and Cui Wen, the son of the head of the Hanlin Academy.

Not only is his family illustrious and his appearance excellent, but he is also a very literary person. The four princes often jointly organized poetry clubs, firstly, they wanted to select powerful scholars from them as their staff, and secondly, they also took this opportunity to promote their talents.

All in all, the poetry club is a rare feast for everyone in the capital.

On the fifth day of the first month of March, it was a good weather with a pleasant wind and a smooth wind, and when Nan Angui went out, it was cloudless, and she also cleaned up well, looking curiously at the lively lotus pond, which was already crowded with people on three floors and three floors today.

Painting boat cruises, there is an endless stream of beauties coming and going, and there are countless poor scholars dressed in Tsing Yi, and many people want to win the first place in this semi-annual poetry meeting.

Nan Angui now knows that the poetry meeting that his brother said is actually such a high-scale conference, this is completely an essay contest for later generations, and it is a national one. It's just that this time only the three princes came, and I heard that the son of the general who can be civil and good at martial arts has not returned to the capital yet.

Nan An Gui thought that his brother would push it off because he wanted to give him a pastry, but you can imagine how much his brother likes him.

At this time, Nan Angui knew that the memories left in the original owner's body were not fake. Animals have the instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and if they feel that others have bad intentions, they will naturally avoid them from afar, and people are no exception.

The original owner is simply a young lady of the prime minister's family who is so down-and-out that she can't be down-and-out anymore, and there is nothing to plot on her, how can the two be at fault after being safe for so long?

Nan Angui felt that she was also a little too cautious, and she was a little annoyed in her heart.

"Okay, this poetry meeting is in order to my support, welcome all high-level talents to come to the poetry meeting, today my sister Nan An Gui as a specially invited guest also participated in this poetry meeting, I hope you can perform well, the winner has a special gift." Nan Chengan focused on himself and sold a pass.

It also made Nan Anzhuo, who had seen the world in his previous life, but now he was a little calmer.

"I didn't expect the second lady of the Nan family to come here today, didn't I hear that she had died of illness before? It seems that it is just a rumor, and it is not to be believed. ”

"I didn't expect that the other ladies of the Nan family didn't come over this time, but it was the second lady who was the most neglected in everyone's eyes before. The world is impermanent, and the status of the second lady in the Nan family is not low. ”

"The biological mother of the second lady of the Nan family, Mrs. Su, is also a person who has the ability to be kind and charitable, but she didn't expect to suffer such a catastrophe, she is really a poor girl."

Most of the following discussions reached Nan An's ears, and this time Nan Cheng'an was also equivalent to building momentum for himself, so that those who were originally playing tricks behind their backs naturally did not dare to continue.

However, after listening to the voices of the following talking about Mrs. Su, Nan Anzhuo, who was in a good mood, suddenly felt a sadness in her heart. Mrs. Su is Nan Anzhuo's biological mother, the former prime minister's mother, and the concubine of Shangshu Mansion, but she encountered an accident that only Nan Angui knows.

I will definitely take revenge, so you can go in peace!

Nan Angui swore fiercely in his heart that although some things have happened, it does not mean that they will pass, if he does not take revenge, this matter may become a hurdle that he will not be able to get over for a lifetime.

It's just that Nan Angui didn't notice that there was a man in a purple shirt staring at him a little stunned, he didn't expect that this girl was actually the second lady of the Prime Minister's family, and she had such a miserable life experience.

The poetry meeting is still very exciting, all the talents are on stage one by one, even if the next generation of Nan Angui is still full of poetry books, but when these talents chant poetry in front of her, and their eyes are also looking at themselves hotly, she still faintly feels that these people do have their own uniqueness, and they have also reached the ceiling of their own road.

"Second sister, I don't know how I feel today?" Nan Chengan nodded and shook his head, at this time he also remembered that he had a sister by his side.

"I think these talents have their own uniqueness, and they are all very good." Nan Angui said with a smile.

"Then take advantage of the second sister's interest today, let's play a pair of games, the second sister has an upper link, we are all on the lower link, if the second sister can be satisfied, the box of Guiyu Qingming crisp, who will be." Nan Chengan hadn't seen Nan Angui so happy for a long time, and he said with a smile.

"I think Brother Nan's words are wrong, this Guiyu Qingming crisp, but you invited us over to eat, why do you want to send it out as a prize now?" The person who spoke was Yu Wenlang, who was as handsome as Nan Chengan.

"That is, it's better for one of us to taste a piece and then send the rest out as a prize, I believe that the second lady is such a person with a good blue heart, and the pastries made by her must be the best in the world, and it is rare to have a chance to taste it." Cui Wen also spoke.

"Since both of you have already spoken, then I will definitely not refuse, let's taste it first." As soon as Nan Cheng'an's words fell, a few small people brought Nan'an Guiyu's Qingming crisp up, the so-called box, in fact, is almost a hundred, and now it is spread on the table, and a burst of fragrance instantly fills the audience.

Everyone took a deep breath, the Guiyu Qingming Crisp served today was Nan An Gui specially added some secret weapons that he temporarily synthesized with a variety of spices, and people in this era obviously had never smelled such an attractive taste.

Yu Wenlang has an open-minded temperament, so he naturally started first, but he didn't expect to open his mouth, Yu Wenlang closed his eyes directly, and praised: "I really have never seen such a delicious taste, compared to this, the pastries in the palace are just like that." ”

When Cui Wen heard this, he quickly stuffed the Guiyu Qingming Crisp in front of him into his mouth, and his eyes lit up and commented: "Crispy but not hard, sweet but not greasy, this taste can indeed be called the best in pastries." ”

Nan Chengan also tasted a piece and kept nodding.

The people below were already drooling greedily, looking at the pastries on it one by one.

"Second Miss, you should hurry up and go to Shanglian, we don't believe that there is no talent in the country who can be right." One said loudly.