Listen to the wind pavilion.

Liu Yunmeng and Ren Pingsheng found a place to sit on the second floor.

After a pause, Liu Yunmeng beckoned, summoned a servant, and said casually: "Let your shopkeeper come to see me." ”

After saying that, he took out a gold medal from his bosom and put it on the table.

The little guy looked at his words and looks, and saw that the two people in front of him had extraordinary bearing, and they also stood out among the sons and daughters of the nobles, so he didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, and hurriedly replied: "The little ones will do it, and the nobles will wait." ”

After saluting, he carefully picked up the gold medal and walked away quickly.

In just half a burnt incense, a bewitching woman came to Liu Yunmeng's side, and her tone was respectful: "What do you command, noble?" ”

Liu Yunmeng was full of style, picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said unhurriedly: "I heard that you have a Qingying girl here?" ”

The enchanting woman hurriedly replied: "If you go back to the nobleman, there is such a thing. ”

Liu Yunmeng glanced at her and said lightly, "Let her come to see me." ”

"This ......"

The bewitching woman did not agree immediately, but looked embarrassed, looking like she wanted to say something.

Liu Yunmeng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and her tone became cold: "Is it possible that I want to invite her personally?" ”

"The nobleman is angry, and listen to the slave's explanation."

The bewitching woman was busy and said: "Although the Qingying girl lives in the Tingfeng Pavilion, she is not a person from the Tingfeng Pavilion, in fact, she is not even a Qingqi person, but she likes to live in the Qinglou on weekdays, occasionally playing the piano, singing songs, and chanting poems.

People are guests, and it is up to them to see or not to see, so the slave family is hesitant to agree, in case the stubborn temper of the Qingying girl comes up again, and she insists on not wanting to see the nobleman, the slave family is not good to tie her up, right? ”

Liu Yunmeng thought for a few seconds, waved his hand and said, "You go and ask first, if she doesn't see her, I'll find a way." ”

"The slave family understands, you wait, nobleman."

The bewitching woman bowed dignified and turned to leave.

After she left.

Liu Yunmeng turned his head to look at Ren Pingsheng, pouted and said, "I didn't expect this Qingying girl to have such a big shelf." ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled and said: "It's just a strange thing to live in." ”

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, he was slightly stunned, and then savored it for a while, and felt that it made some sense.

After thinking for a few seconds, he looked at Ren Pingsheng and asked, "If she doesn't want to see this palace, do you have a way?" ”

Ren Pingsheng looked at his sister-in-law, and was also a little curious: "Why does Your Highness have to see her?" ”

The sister-in-law said: "This palace is curious, what is so good for a woman to see, so many men can flock to it." ”

In fact, there is another reason in my heart, I am embarrassed to say.

is that she wants to see the true appearance of this "No. 1 Beauty in Jiangnan", and it can be inferred from this that the "No. 1 Beauty in Beijing" that Ren Pingsheng said when he met her for the first time was sincere or casually flattering.

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a moment and then said: "If Your Highness doesn't want to oppress people with power, you can only follow her rules and Wen Hui will win the championship." ”

"Can you do it?" Liu Yunmeng looked at Ren Pingsheng and blinked.

She still remembers how Ren Pingsheng shocked the four with a poem in the palace that day.

After she went back, she also consulted her husband, and after his explanation, she realized that the poem was made for her, in order to inspire her to work hard.

Now, in just half a month, she has memorized that poem so well that she can even memorize it backwards.

"If only my eldest nephew could compose another poem for me today."

The thought came to me and it was out of control.

Seeing that Ren Pingsheng didn't answer for a long time, she finally couldn't help but say, "Why don't you try?" ”

This kind of unpopular literary meeting, for Ren Pingsheng, can easily win the championship by copying two poems.

However, when I thought that copying poems was just to meet a woman who hyped up her character and raised the price of X, I instinctively resisted.

It's not that he's so high.

When he was in the palace and admitted that he did it with peace of mind, he thought he was a bitch.

How can anyone be a bitch and still want to set up an archway.

He resisted because he still remembered some famous articles through the ages, what is the difference between using them in this kind of place and killing chickens and cattle knives?

Even if it is to pretend to be X, it should be pretended to be a big X, and if you are a girl, you should also be big...... Ahem, in short, it is not necessary, do not copy poetry.

Side.

Liu Yunmeng noticed Ren Pingsheng's expression, quickly realized something, and asked softly, "You don't want to compose poems for that Qingying girl?" ”

Ren Ping said straightforwardly: "The minister is not a casual person, and the poems and songs are only made for those who are worthy." ”

Is that so......

So Hongu is the one who deserves it?

When Liu Yunmeng heard this, his heart was full of joy, and the smile between his eyebrows was about to overflow.

She grabbed Ren Pingsheng's arm, shook it gently, and said coquettishly: "That guy should be made for this palace." ”

A feeling of familiarity hits you.

In an instant, Ren Pingsheng thought that he had returned to the turbulent Yuanwu Lake.

"Firm will, copy one famous article through the ages, one less one, you have to save some use."

Ren Pingsheng took a deep breath, calmed down his emotions, shook his head gently, and was about to refuse, but before he could speak, he heard his sister-in-law call like a coquettish: "Okay, brother Shizi." ”

“......”

Ren Pingsheng was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly felt that the famous stories he remembered were not few, and it didn't hurt to squander them once in a while?

There's no way, who let his ancestors be awesome and make so many excellent poetry articles.

"Your Highness, you may wish to ask about the theme of today's meeting." Ren Pingsheng said.

Seeing that he was relieved, Liu Yunmeng's smile became even stronger, beckoned to the little servant, and asked, "What is the topic of your today's literary meeting?" ”

The little servant replied respectfully: "If you go back to the nobles, it is the Dragon Boat Festival." ”

Dragon Boat Festival...... Can it also be used as a theme?

Ren Pingsheng, who was originally full of confidence, gradually solidified his expression.

Because he suddenly found that there seemed to be no masterpiece about the Dragon Boat Festival in his memory.

After racking my brains and thinking about it for a long time, I remembered a complete poem.

It is Wen Tianxiang's Dragon Boat Festival.

The hatred of the west is not sold, and the fish and dragon are lonely and dark.

The Chu people are still greedy for child's play, and Jiang Shang wins the championship every year.

It's a bit of a businesswoman's taste of hatred for the country, and it always feels out of place to use it here.

Especially this poem still has to be handed over to the sister-in-law, she is a princess, and she is worried about the country, what will the emperor think when he knows about it?

Frowning and thinking about it for a long time, Ren Pingsheng's heart became heavier and heavier.

"It's over...... To roll over. ”

Just when Ren Pingsheng was meditating, Liu Yunmeng's somewhat flustered voice suddenly came from his side:

"Ren, Ren Pingsheng......"

Just now, he was the son of the world, and now he is in his life, and the sister-in-law has changed her face a little quickly.

Ren Pingsheng sneered, raised his eyes to look at his sister-in-law, and asked, "What's the matter, Your Highness." ”

The sister-in-law didn't speak, but her expression was a little weird.

Could it be......

Ren Pingsheng realized something, chuckled in his heart, turned his head to look at her gaze, and met a pair of calm eyes in the corner of the lamplight.

It was the masked woman who was suspected of being Liu Ruyan!