Chapter 63: Wenfang Pavilion

"A branch of red dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan break the intestines in vain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup. "This is the second one.

"The flowers are full of joy and the country is so happy that the king looks at it with a smile.

Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan. "The third one.

"Sister Aqing, which one do you like?" put down the pen, Guan Yang asked with a smile.

"I, I like the second one. Ah Qing said with a red face.

"Then take it. ”

"Thank you, Childe. Ah Qing happily took the poem away.

After a while, Su Rongrong also walked in: "Childe, I heard A-Qing say that you wrote me a poem?"

"Yes, for you. Guan Yang handed over the poem manuscript to Su Rongrong.

"Thank you, Childe. Su Rongrong is naturally knowledgeable, took the poem and read it, and liked it very much.

"If you like it, if you like. ”

Wenfang Pavilion, this is where Susan's little sisters usually meet. Susan got Guan Yang's poem, and today happened to be a party for them, and just after eating, Susan drove impatiently to Wenfang Pavilion. But it seems to be early today, and I haven't even seen a little sister except herself.

was bored and drinking tea in Wenfang Pavilion, when a figure appeared at the door.

"Fangfang, you're here. The person who came was one of her best friends, named Xia Fangxue, who was also the daughter of a big businessman.

"Shanshan, why did you come so early, don't you usually come late?" Xia Fangxue asked.

Susan whispered, "I'll tell you, I got a good poem today, and this time I must press Misha hard." ”

Xia Fangxue asked, "What kind of poem is it? ”

"I can't watch it for the time being, but you'll find out later. Susan said mysteriously.

"Cut, if you don't look at it, you won't look at it. ”

"Yo, it's rare, why did Su Da Mei come so early today?" An arrogant voice sounded, and the owner of the voice was called Haman, the daughter of a great Persian merchant.

"You can handle it. Susan snorted coldly, she didn't like this man very much, not only because of his proximity to Misha, but also because of her bad reputation.

"Cut!" Haman pouted.

Soon, as more and more people came, Wen Fang Pavilion gradually became lively, but it was obvious that it was divided into several small circles, each doing its own thing. Misha was the last to come, not only the last to come, but also led a man.

"Misha, what do you mean, have you forgotten the rules of Wenfang Pavilion?" Susan was the first to attack, pinching her waist and questioning Misha.

Misha didn't even look at Susan, walked straight into his circle, and introduced: "Sisters, let me introduce to you, this is the younger brother of today's son, His Royal Highness King Chang. ”

The courteous King Chang said to the girls: "Zhao Cheng has seen your sisters. ”

"Ah, it's King Chang!"

"I've seen King Chang!"

"Chitose Changwang!"

"Your Royal Highness King Chang, I adore you so much!"

Not only the people in Misha's circle, but even other small circles surrounded Zhao Cheng. These little girls may not know what advantages Zhao Cheng has, but as long as they know that he is King Chang and he is the younger brother of the current emperor, this is enough. Only the people in Susan's circle gritted their teeth and looked at Misha and Zhao Cheng who were surrounded in the middle, and did not go over, because the people in this circle all had conflicts with Misha and couldn't see her in the limelight.

Zhao Cheng was very excited at this time, he liked the feeling of this beauty on the side. At a casual glance, I saw that there was a group of girls who did not come, but stared at themselves fiercely, one of the girls was particularly conspicuous, saying that she was from the Central Plains, but her eyes were sapphire blue, saying that she was from the Western Regions, and she looked like a Central Plains person. This kind of exotic Central Plains people instantly aroused his interest. He pushed away the girls surrounding him and walked up to the girl: "This sister is invited, what did Zhao Chengke do to offend his sister so that he let his sister look at me like this?"

"Nope. Susan's words were dry.

"And why is that?"

"......," Susan did not speak.

Misha came over and said, "What else can I blame for stealing her limelight." ”

Susan pouted, "Steal my limelight?"

"Yo, then may I ask you what good things you have?" Misha didn't think that Susan had any good things that could overshadow Zhao Cheng's limelight.

Susan didn't think that Guan Yang's poems could overpower Zhao Cheng, but she said stiffly: "Of course I have good things." ”

"Then show it to the sisters. Misha said defiantly.

Susan said angrily: "I know Guan Yang. ”

As soon as he said this, Wen Fangge instantly fell silent, and then burst into earth-shattering laughter.

"Hahaha, really.... It's really laughing at me, Guan Yang first...... What is the gentleman...... What kind of person? It's you, too...... What can you see like a little girl?" Misha laughed breathlessly.

"This cowhide blows, and he is not afraid of the wind and flashes his tongue. Haman followed.

Seeing that Susan was about to cry, Xia Fangxue immediately played a round: "Okay, they're all sisters, don't quarrel." Shanshan, didn't you say that you got a good poem, take it out for the sisters to enjoy. "She is relatively open among the sisters, and both parties give her face.

Susan then remembered that she still had evidence, took out the poem manuscript from the sachet and said, "Don't believe it, this is the poem Guan Yang wrote for me." ”

Misha said disdainfully: "I'm afraid which street poet helped you write it, right?"

"If you don't believe it, Fangfang, you can read it for me, is this something that ordinary poets can write?" Susan handed the poem to Xia Fangxuedao.

"I'll see. Although Xia Fangxue doesn't think that the poem was written by Guan Yang, she can make Susan so showy, but I'm afraid it's not an ordinary thing.

As a result, Xia Fangxue was fascinated when she saw it, and she couldn't help but read it out in her mouth: "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon." If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon. "Reading and reading, I am immersed in the poem, as if I am the woman in the poem, graceful and luxurious, and more beautiful than a fairy.

The girls who can participate in this kind of party, not to mention that they are all full of poetry and books, at least they have undergone orthodox education. When I heard this poem at this time, I was silent for a moment.

"How's it going?" Susan smirked this time.

"Cut, although the poem is a good poem, how can you prove that this is Guan Yang's poem? Besides, this poem is about a beauty, you are so ugly, how can it be about you?" said Mishazui stiffly, and finally provoked.

As soon as Susan heard Misha say that she was ugly, she immediately exploded: "You actually say that I am ugly, you dead yellow hair." "Only Misha was yellow-haired, so she wouldn't 'accidentally hurt' anyone.

"You're yellow-haired. Misha was furious.

Seeing that the two were about to fight, others immediately pulled them away.

"Why are you arguing again?" Xia Fangxue woke up from the poem.

"Shanshan, is this poem really written by Guan Yang?" Regardless of why they quarreled, Xia Fangxue pulled Susan and asked.

Susan nodded: "That's right, I wrote it this morning." ”

"Then Shanshan, do you know where Guan Yang is?"

"In ......" Susan suddenly reacted, Guan Yang didn't want others to know where he was.

"I don't know, I met him when I came today, he said he was Guan Yang, I asked him to write a poem for me, and he wrote me one. Susan said.

"I see. "The girls were all deceived and a little disappointed. But there was one person present who was not deceived, he was Changwang Zhao Cheng, looking at the poems that were circulated by the girls to each other, and the triumphant Susan, he secretly made a decision in his heart.