Since the poetry club is not limited to men and women, Wen Ying's post also has Wen Ling's name, Wen Ling is now ten years old, and Wen Ling is smart, especially talented in chess, and has no opponents in Guozijian at a young age.

"Sister, are you going? The son of the Kong family will also go. ”

Wen Ling took the post and looked over and over again, hairpin stickers, the post was sent by the eldest lady of the new Fuguo Gong Du family, Jiang's was originally the first talented woman in Linzi, and later married to the Fuguo Gong Du Yu and then summoned some talented women to set up a Yunwen Poetry Society, which holds a poetry meeting every three years, in addition to gathering all the talented sons and women, there are also new members of the Yunwen Poetry Society that everyone can see.

Kong Yu has always had some of his own poetry collections, isn't it that Kong Yu also joined the Yunwen Poetry Society?

Nian Yun said, "Wen Ya, if you don't want to go, you can go." ”

"I'll go." Wen Ya said busily, looking at Nian Yun with a firm gaze, "Mother, I'll go." ”

"Go ahead." Nian Yun smiled softly, "Wen Ling, you have to take care of your sister, don't let her be bullied." ”

"Howler!" Wen Ling patted his chest, "Wrap it on me." ”

Wen Ying's face was slightly red, she was a sister, and she even had to let her sister protect her.

Wen Ying and Wen Ling received the post, and several sons of the family also received it, Yu Wenjing did not have a post, but it was personally invited by Fu Guogong, and most of the young talents invited by the poetry meeting this time were young talents over the age of ten and under the age of seventeen, not to mention forty or fifty people, which is not much.

But the purpose is self-evident.

The location is on the outskirts of the city on a village called Lijingxuan.

Jiang's season is good, from the beginning of October to summer, the cold winter has not arrived, if it is another month, it will definitely be cold, and now is the right time.

Nian Yun took Wen Ling and Wen Ying to go in person, Wen Ling was still young, but Wen Ying was deliberately dressed up, a goose yellow shirt, hooked the waist very thin, and there was some baby fat on the face, Nian Yun didn't think about letting Wen Yingyan suppress the group, and found a delicate pink jade tassel hairpin coiled in Wen Ying's hair, adding a bit of delicate color to Wen Ying, a little white face is not amazing at first glance, but it is extremely comfortable to see for a long time.

The Jiang family personally greeted the New Year's rhyme, and said softly, "The courtiers have seen Queen Wen'an, and have seen Princess Chang'an and the princess of Wenya. ”

The Jiang family gave birth to a son and a daughter for Du Yu, and his son Du Zhong is also seventeen this year, but he is a martial arts practitioner, and he has already passed the martial arts examination the year before last. Daughter Du Huanting is only in time for this year, and she is one year older than Wen Ying.

"Tea has been prepared in the Xuanzhong, and the little girl will entertain the princess and the county lord." Jiang said with a smile.

Nian Yun nodded, "It's okay, we won't get involved in the affairs between young people." ”

Wen Ying and Wen Ling nodded, and a waiter led them to Xuanzhong.

"Princess Chang'an has arrived, and Lord Wenya has arrived." The waiter shouted.

Several young men and girls in the Xuan turned around one after another and greeted the two of them.

The woman's facial features led by her are bright and generous, and she stands out with a blue Fufeng long skirt and a shallow jade hairpin.

"Wan Ting, see the princess and the county lord." Du Huanting saluted generously, "Princess, county lord, please come here." ”

Wen Ying couldn't help but shake her head slightly, that is, this Du Fuguo's daughter was born too much.

And this kind of posture and movement looks extremely elegant, so that she can't help but look at it twice.

After the two sat down, Wen Ling whispered to Wen Ying, "Not long after Du Huanting and Lu, the Duchess of Fuguo wanted to come to make her daughter's name, Sister." I have heard before that among the younger generation, this Du Huanting is a well-known talented woman, and she can't say that she wants to compete with the daughter of Zhuang Shangshu's family for the name of the first talented woman. ”

Zhuang Changhong is a secretary of the ministry, and he can be regarded as a high-ranking authority.

His second daughter Zhuang Pujia is already sixteen years old, is the first beauty and talented woman in Linzi, Wen Ying has seen it a few years ago, when Zhuang Pujia was still young but has sunk fish and geese, in that flower party can be said to be out of the limelight, and the person who proposed after the marriage has broken through the threshold, but Zhuang Pujia did not fancy any of them, and it is also a high vision.

"The princess and the county lord are really sisters." A young girl next to her had the audacity to talk to the two.

Wen Ling frowned, "Who are you?" ”

Li Yan'er hurriedly said, "My father's surname is Li, and now he is a Jishi in the Hanlin Academy. ”

Wen Ling nodded, and continued to lean next to Wen Ying and said, "This time, the poetry will estimate that it is either for the imperial brother or Kong Yu, Sister, you have to take care of it." ”

Wen Ying blinked and nodded, "Okay." ”

Li Yan'er saw the two sisters biting each other's ears and glanced at herself, a hint of ridicule flashed in the eyes of a group of girls, and they stomped their feet secretly.

Wen Ling knows a few noble girls, but they are all from the country, and they are not happy to go out and make trouble with others at other times, and Wen Ying has never dealt with noble girls, but everyone understands, so only people with a low family background like Li Yan'er want to come forward to talk, and they don't look at what identity the other party is, what their own identity is, so all the noble girls smiled.

There were a few sons and nobles coming later, and a few familiar ones who had really seen the prince of the country, all of whom came over like stars holding the moon.

After Wei Zhen came over, he said very familiarly, "Hey, isn't this the little princess and the little princess?" ”

Wen Ling wrinkled his nose and threw a sentence, "Your subordinates are defeated!" ”

Wei Zhen also played chess, and he couldn't walk more than fifteen children under Wen Ling, and his self-confidence was once destroyed to death.

"There are people outside the sky, Wei Zhen knows that the princess is powerful, and one day, someone will win the princess." Wei Zhen was right.

"It's not you anyway!" Wen Ling rolled her eyes.

Although it is a bit unkind to say, it can also make people feel that their relationship is different from ordinary people.

Wei Zhen pouted, "Why hasn't the prince come yet?" ”

As soon as Wei Zhen spoke, the nobles present all changed their faces slightly.

Saying Cao Cao Cao arrived, the waiter shouted, and everyone got up.

"The prince has arrived."

Yu Wenjing passed on a dark blue robe today, but it also looks noble and chic, but Yu Wenjing is only fourteen years old in the end, and he looks immature, but the identity of the prince is there, and the age of the nobles present is not much different, even if it is big, it is no more than two years old Yu Wenjing.

"Brother Huang!" Wen Ling waved excitedly to Yu Wenjing.

However, Yu Wenjing glanced at it, the position where Wen Ling and Wen Ying were sitting was the upper rank of the nobles, and if they wanted to go over, they would inevitably bypass many noblewomen, and Yu Wenjing was too lazy to go, so he beckoned to Wen Ying.

"There's nothing fun here, Sister, let's go over!" Wen Ling dragged Wen Ying over.

Yu Wenjing is at another table, and they came early, and the nobles at this table are not of high status, but they came here because there were many people, and now they are married to Yu Wenjing's table.

Yu Wenjing was the leader, and a few Wei Zhen next to him who were playing well, and there was an empty seat for Kong Yu.

"Brother Huang, why are you here?" Wen Ling leaned up and said to Yu Wenjing.

"I have to ask for leave from my master, and I have to ask for leave for my martial artist." Yu Wenjing explained.

Brother Huang is really hard.

After a while, Kong Yu also arrived, followed by the first beauty, Zhuang Pujia. Zhuang Pujia followed behind Kong Yu, with a touch of crimson on her beautiful face, Zhuang Pujia was a beauty, and Kong Yu was even more handsome, the two appeared at the same time, which can be said to be extremely eye-catching, but everyone also had an idea.

Only Wei Zhen said unscrupulously, "This Miss Zhuang and Kong Yu are really compatible." ”

As soon as the words came out, two cold eye knives shot at him.

One is Wenling's and the other is Yuwenjing's.

"If you can't speak, shut up."

Wen Ying didn't think it was anything, but now that Wei Zhen opened his mouth, he also felt a sense of identity.

Wen Ling looked at her sister worriedly, and found that Sister A's eyes were dumbfounded, and she relaxed slightly, but Sister A's was also sluggish, and she would definitely not feel this.

When Kong Yu walked over, he subconsciously glanced at Wen Ying, and found that the other party's gaze was not on him, but on the woman behind him, and he was stunned.

Du Huanting, as the main family, stepped forward to greet her, "Okay, everyone is almost there, if you wait any longer, I'm afraid everyone will find it boring." ”

Du Huanting acted generously, and everyone was quickly attracted to attention.

"Today is a poetry meeting, so the main reason for inviting everyone here is to taste poetry. The lanterns hanging around this pavilion are all the outstanding works collected by the Yunwen Poetry Society in the past three years, and some of them are also from the nobles and nobles present, you can take a look. With Du Huanting's words.

The waiter turned the lantern inward, and only then could he see the poem written on the lantern.

Wen Ying and Wen Ling couldn't help but look at it.

I have to say that every poem is beautiful, and the closest sentence to Wen Ying is, "There is fog in the green mountains and even the clouds open, and the smoke rises against the moon." ”

Wen Ying only thought that the words were beautiful, but it was a pity that she couldn't taste them.

Du Huanting looked at it for a long time, and laughed softly, "I wonder if that son or noble girl can come out to taste one or two and give us a start?" ”

Everyone didn't speak first, and the highest status among the peers present was the crown prince, followed by the princess, and then the county lord.

Du Huanting glanced at Yu Wenjing, Yu Wenjing's eyes were cold, and Du Huanting naturally didn't dare to speak.

Looking at Wen Ling again, Wen Ling was only ten years old, and it didn't seem appropriate to let her come out to taste.

In the end, Du Huanting smiled at Wen Ying, "I don't know if the county lord has anything he likes?" ”

Wen Ying was stunned.

Du Huanting felt a whoosh, and two more knife handles shot towards her.

Because Wen Ying rarely goes out, but there is an embroidery skill in front of her, everyone subconsciously thinks that even if Wen Ying's poetry book is not transparent, she should read it.

It's a pity that Wen Ying won't, she won't praise others with clever words, and she can't say what is good about these poems and books.

Yu Wenjing was about to open his mouth to relieve the siege, Wen Ying pointed to a lantern and said, "I like this one very much." ”

Everyone looked over and saw that it was written.

I want to return to my hometown and eat my Shudi rice.

It is a copper tripod that rises at night, and the bottom of the belly is full of flowers.

Drink to relieve worries, drink to close friends.

Asgard is no better than this, and rain and dew are also incomparable.

The woman covered her red makeup, and Lang left with an empty bag.

Zhuang Pujia's face stiffened when she saw it, which one Wen Ying likes is not good, but she likes this one.