At this moment, even the matter of the one hundred taels of silver was temporarily forgotten by Li Yi.
You can't blame others for such an oolong, you can only blame yourself for not being able to control this broken mouth.
In his previous life, Li Yi was a moderate foodie. He had a great pursuit of appetite. He ate all kinds of famous snacks. When he came across a kind of pastry that could arouse his appetite, a foodie began to lose control.
And then... it's a shame...
Encountering such an embarrassing thing, Li Yi's eyes were already embarrassed to look there again, and those women, after experiencing this small episode, finally put away their curiosity from Li Yi, In the small place that belonged to them, they started talking in a low voice.
After all, today's small competition-like poetry meeting is what they need to pay attention to right now.
Because today's victory or defeat is directly related to whether they are qualified to participate in tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting. For many talented scholars in Qing'an Prefecture, this is a recognition of their strength and status. Fight with those men.
"We have Ruoqing here today, and the rest of the poetry clubs are nothing to worry about. Only the Dongli and Bailu poetry clubs should not be underestimated. Su Wentian and Fang Zhou are both very good at Mid-Autumn Ci, so we have to be careful." An older The woman looked at the two poetry clubs opposite, and said in a slightly serious tone.
"That's all for Su Wentian, but Fang Zhou's poetry is extraordinary. The poem he wrote on the Qixi Festival a month ago was actually among the top ten. If it wasn't for Sister Ruoqing, he would have won the top prize at the poetry festival." Another A girl with an oval face said.
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me?"
"Why doesn't it matter?" The girl argued with a smile: "If Sister Ruoqing hadn't come up with the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal", wouldn't the ringleader be taken away by that surnamed Fang?"
""Magpie Bridge Fairy"..." The girl's words seemed to make Wan Ruoqing fall into some kind of memory, and a look of regret appeared on her pretty face.
"Su Wentian should not be underestimated." The older woman looked at the young girl, shook her head and said, "In terms of Qixi Ci, Su Wentian may not be as good as Shangzhou, but the styles of Qixi and Mid-Autumn Ci are very different. Fangzhou's Qixi Ci may not be good. He can also be better at Mid-Autumn Ci, last year's Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition, he just lost to Su Wentian."
"Hee hee, what are you afraid of? We have Sister Ruoqing!" The girl said disapprovingly, "Sister Ruoqing, go and see if there are any sky lanterns coming down outside, maybe you can pick up another scaring song." Kill their Mid-Autumn Festival Ci!"
All the women smiled helplessly when they heard the words. Ci poems of this level are already enough to be passed down through the ages, so how can it be said that they can be picked up when they are picked up
At this time, as if thinking of something, the girl suddenly said: "You guys say, will the talented man who made "Magpie Bridge Immortal" also participate in tomorrow's poetry meeting?"
As soon as the girl said this, a bright light suddenly flashed in Wan Ruoqing's eyes.
"I'm afraid not."
The older woman shook her head and said, "Once "Magpie Bridge Immortal" came out, there were no more Qixi Ci poems. The number one talented scholar in Qing'an Mansion, who has always been good at Qixi Ci, angrily tore up his own Ci and declared that he would never write Qixi Ci again in this life." After that night, I don't know how many people are looking for that talented man named Li Yi, but no one has ever seen him."
"Could it be that that poem was really made by an exiled immortal in the sky?" The girl's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light as she murmured.
"Silly girl, you just know how to think nonsense, how can there be any exiles in this world?" A woman next to her tapped her little head lightly, and said angrily.
"By the way, didn't Ruoqing have news about that talented man named Li Yi, what happened afterwards?" The older woman seemed to have remembered something, and suddenly turned to look at Wan Ruoqing and asked.
Wan Ruoqing shook his head and said: "Zi Mo and I went to ask the scholar who painted her painting, and the scholar said that the painting was not done by him, and he only had a relationship with that person once."
The older woman nodded and said, "I've seen that painting before. It's really unimaginable. The way of painting can reach such a level. The so-called penetrating three points is nothing more than that? That talented man named Li Yi , it can be described as a masterpiece of poetry and painting, if you can see it, it will be a great regret in this life."
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said: "Zui Mo has been studying that painting all day these days, and he has made a small breakthrough. He has been talking about it all day, and I am afraid that he is also looking forward to seeing that painting tomorrow."
Of course Li Yi didn't know, the song "Magpie Bridge Immortal" made him wonder how many women's hearts he has captured. There are already many female fans in this world who regard him as a confidant in life, and I'm afraid it's just a word from him , there will be countless young girls recommending themselves as pillow mats and agreeing with each other with their bodies.
In this world, don't underestimate the attractiveness of those talented men to women.
Those famous talents are almost equivalent to the Korean oppa in the hearts of those brain-dead girls in later generations, and Li Yi is the most popular type, and his influence can be seen.
Of course, Li Yi didn't know these things yet, because of the oolong incident just now, his mood was not very high. If he hadn't been really reluctant to part with the one hundred taels of silver, he might have left in despair with the little maid.
I have never done such a shameful thing in two lifetimes, shame on me!
"Grandpa, why don't we go home?" The little maid next to her saw that Li Yi was in a bad mood, and said softly.
"Wait a little longer." Li Yi shook his head and said.
He has already lost his face, and urgently needs a hundred taels of silver to comfort him, so even if it would be embarrassing to see those women, Li Yi still doesn't plan to leave here.
"What kind of Poetry Club, why hasn't it started yet..."
Li Yi thought about it a little depressed, and stood up to ask someone. When he reached the door, two figures walked in from outside.
The beautiful woman walking in front just stepped into the door when she saw a young man dressed as a scholar walking towards her, her footsteps stopped abruptly, the expression on her pretty face froze for a moment, and then she became angry emerged.
"It's you!"
A rebuke that suppressed anger suddenly came from her mouth.
The fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl behind the woman was also stunned, not knowing what was going on that made the lady so angry...
Li Yi was also stunned.
He looked up at the strange woman in front of him, feeling a little puzzled.
Is she talking to herself
But I don't know her!
"Dengtuzi!" The woman pointed at him with a slender finger, and said with anger on her pretty face.
Li Yi was really confused now.
What apprentice
do we know each other
The meaning of Dengtuzi... seems to be the hooligans and perverts of later generations...
Swearing at people the first time they meet, isn't this woman insane!