85 Shut up

And the man, looking at Fan Ruoshuang, only felt deeply attracted, like seeing a ray of light in the night, and the woman in front of him was his salvation.

In a lively, noisy environment, the two feel that the world is only for each other.

Fan Ruoxi looked at her sister and looked at her, isn't that the younger brother who looks like Tanhualang?

These two people are like this, how can it feel like love at first sight.

She had to shake Fan Ruoshuang's arm, only to see that after she reacted, her little face was as red as an apple.

"Congratulations to Miss Fan Jialiu, at such a young age, with such talent, this time you are the one who comes out on top."

Fan Ruoxue glanced at Guan Qiushui, and Guan Qiushui stood up.

"Miss Fan is here for the first time, we didn't know each other before, I didn't expect that once I came, the three poems are so powerful, I am a friend of her sister, why haven't I heard it before?"

The sons and girls next to Qin Ziqing looked at the person who spoke with unfriendly eyes, these poems were the first they agreed on, and anyone dared to question them?

Although Qin Ziqing doesn't like people to question her, she also needs to make everyone feel that she is fair, she said with a smile.

"Miss Fan, don't be afraid, can you say a few lines of poetry casually, there is no title."

Fan Ruoshuang forgot all the poems she had memorized just now, firstly because she was nervous, and secondly, she saw the person she liked.

Those young ladies didn't have much to say about Qin Ziqing, but the people below had different opinions about Fan Ruoshuang.

Because they hadn't seen her before, some people now know her bottom, some disdain, some don't care.

"Why didn't Miss Fan speak? Did she really make those poems?"

"Is it plagiarism?" A few vassal and elegant gentlemen said.

"It's a good age, but it's not good to lie." The chatter was endless.

Fan Ruoxi looked at Fan Ruoshuang worriedly, she just wanted to stand up and say something, but she heard an angry roar.

"Shut up!" Suddenly, there was a loud shout, and everyone looked at the angry-eyed man.

Wen Zibo, Tanhualang's younger brother.

Some sons saw that it was him, and said disdainfully, "It turned out to be Wen Zibo, what are you dragging it, but he is just the younger brother of the minor official of the Hanlin Academy." “

"It turns out his name, Wen Zibo." Fan Ruoshuang felt that he was so domineering.

Fan Ruoxi was shocked by this roar, but he had to applaud, this person is quite fierce, if his little sister and him are happy, it is also good.

Hallym Temple? That quarrelsome man is editing in the Hanlin Academy?

Ouyang Xiu, Wang Anshi, Sima Guang, Zhang Juzheng, and Zeng Guofan have all done editing in the Hanlin Academy, and they are not just getting ahead.

"The lotus leaves are like mirrors, and the water chestnuts are sharp and sharp like cones. The wind blows the catkins and hairballs away, and the rain hits the pear blossoms and butterflies fly. ”

I only heard a poem coming out of Fan Ruoshuang's mouth in a childish voice, and she kept looking at Wen Zibo.

Sixth sister likes to play in the water, this poem is made by herself, right? The sixth sister is quite literary, although it is a little different from the artistic conception of the poem she gave her before, but it is very consistent with her age.

After reading this poem, the second prince lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

Qin Ziqing was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile, "Miss Fan can speak into poetry, Miss Guan, do you have anything else to say?"

Guan Qiushui glanced at Fan Ruoxue, "It seems that I am clumsy, I really didn't know Miss Fan Liu's talent before, Sixth Girl, I am so polite, don't take it to heart." ”