"Miss Ning'er transferred to Qunyu Courtyard?"
"I've never heard of this. I saw her in Jinfeng Tower yesterday."
"Then what is the meaning of the phrase 'if we don't meet in Qunyu Courtyard, we will meet at Yaotai under the moon'? Could it be that this poem was not written for Miss Ning'er?"
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Hearing Yang Yanzhou read a poem again, after a moment of astonishment, everyone began to discuss with each other.
These famous courtesans don’t necessarily have to stay in the same place all their lives, and transfers happen frequently, but this kind of thing happens most to the well-known Qing courtiers, like the top ten courtesans, unless they are old bustards It's stupid to let such a cash cow go.
Obviously, Hu Ning'er is the cash cow of the old bustard of Jinfenglou, and the possibility of transfer is very slim.
As a result, everyone couldn't help but think of another possibility.
Could it be that this poem was not originally written for her
If this is the case, then the "Song of Beauty" that surprised everyone just now was probably not written for her, right
Thinking about it, even though Hu Ning'er can be considered beautiful, it would be too exaggerated to talk about being overwhelmed by the country, and she might not even dare to admit it.
As for the last song - the clouds are her clothes, the flowers are her face, the spring breeze blows on the railing, and the dewdrops moisten the flowers and make them more colorful; if such a beauty is not seen in Qunyuyuan, it must be only under the moon on Yaotai Only then can we meet.
This is also a poem praising beauties. Compared with it, the uproarious "Yiyi's waist is soft, clever at singing and dancing" these days can only be regarded as pornographic songs.
The previous beauty song, together with the poem just now, is definitely a rare masterpiece, but I don’t know which genius wrote it, and some people even think that using such poems on several brothel courtesans is already It is a great waste.
"If it wasn't for seeing you in Qunyuyuan... Qunyuyuan!" Someone finally came back to his senses and murmured: "These two poems are written about a certain girl from Qunyuyuan. Miu Miu?"
Among the crowd, Chen Miaomiao's face was blushing, even if she had ten guts, she wouldn't dare to admit that these two poems were written for her. Can Zeng Zuimo's title as the top Qing courtier in the Qunyu Court fall to Zeng Zuimo
After a familiar figure appeared in his mind, Chen Miaomiao finally understood.
Among the crowd, of course, there is no shortage of sensible people.
After a brief commotion, it suddenly became quiet again, and everyone turned their eyes to the woman not far away.
The woman was comforting the maid who was about to cry, and heard the maid say from a distance: "Miss, she snatched the poem that Mr. Li gave you..."
"Young Master Li..."
In the circle of talented scholars and literati in Qing'an Prefecture, every time someone mentions these three words, their hearts will tremble twice, so that people with the surname Li dare not let outsiders call them "Young Master".
Since it is that person, then all this can be explained clearly.
Thinking of the rumors between him and Miss Zui Mo, everyone immediately understood.
Yang Yanzhou was holding the thin book in his hand, and voices could be heard from time to time.
"There is a beautiful person, just like Qingyang..."
"Increment is too long, subtraction is too short..."
"Its shape is as light as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming..."
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Wan Qiliang stood beside Yang Yanzhou in a daze, and murmured: "Bullying people, this is too bullying!"
Every poem can be used as the finale, enough poems for an out-of-date oiran to stand up, but they are thrown out so casually, and there are so many in one throw. In this way, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi are still fighting for the leader...
Hu Ning'er's face was pale, her feet were almost unsteady, a smile appeared on her face, and she said: "The little girl was just joking, these poems were naturally not written for Ning'er, I just picked them up on the ground I'm afraid someone lost this thing."
Yang Yanzhou and Wan Qiliang only had this book in their eyes at this time, and they ignored Hu Ning'er at all. The latter looked away from the book and exclaimed: "There is someone who can reach the pinnacle of Yuefu poems, Chu Ci and poetry. , I am afraid that even if I spend my whole life, I will not be able to match it."
Suddenly he was puzzled and said: ""Luo Shen Fu"... compares the woman you like to a goddess, the rhetoric is gorgeous but not impetuous, and the portrayal has reached the peak, which makes people fascinated. I just don't know where this Luoshui is. It seems that I have never heard of it. Is it fictional?"
Yang Yanzhou didn't take his eyes off the book, and said: "Luo Shui is the ancient name of Yuan Shui. Last night you and I were boating on Yuan Shui. Moreover, the name of Luoshen is often found in ancient books. How can there be a fiction?"
Wan Qiliang naturally knew that his knowledge was far inferior to that of Yang Yanzhou. If he said yes, then he must have.
"It's him, and it can only be him..." Yang Yanzhou murmured, with a look of unwillingness on his face, and then he smiled wryly and shook his head. He had never thought of being compared with him in this life.
At this moment, the crowd slowly moved out of the way, Zeng Zuimo and Xiaocui walked over, Yang Yanzhou walked over on his own initiative, and said: "Miss Zuimo, Mrs. Yang has a request. Can you let me An excerpt?"
In fact, until now, Zeng Zuimo didn't know what was written in this booklet.
She was equally confused, when did Li Yi give this to her, why didn't Xiao Cui tell her, and - why is Hu Ning'er's face so pale, why do these people look at her like that
All the mysteries are in the thin book that Yang Yanzhou handed over.
She took the booklet, opened one page, two pages, three pages...
The former oiran's poetry attainments are naturally not bad.
Gradually, the pretty face began to turn red inexplicably. These poems are all about me? Is she really that good
Seeing those extremely gorgeous descriptions, she couldn't help but think of the scene that night, and felt that even the roots of her ears began to become hot.
Outside the crowd, after Zhu Qing came back to his senses, he turned to the young people beside him and asked, "How is it? Are you sure..."
"Oh, sure? Those poems have already praised the woman to the sky. Looking at Jing Guo's talents, who dares to say the word 'sure'?" The young man in the lead shook his head, which was beyond their ability to argue. It's better to save a little face.
In the arena, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi looked at each other, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.
The two of them fought for so long, but in the end, it was all in vain.
And including Chen Miaomiao, the few people who were expected to become the oiran looked at Hu Ning'er with incomparably ferocious eyes, as if they wanted to swallow her alive.
People already don't want to compete for the top prize, damn Hu Ning'er, what kind of poems are you reading!
Feeling their malice, Hu Ning'er's face became even paler. She might have become the public enemy of everyone...