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The next day, starting in the morning, Ye Fan was disturbed in the mansion.
Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing, the sister-in-laws, kept trying on clothes and changing their outfits to attend the Linlang Poetry Party at night, but they took great pains.
Seeing them changing endlessly, Ye Fan didn't even feel in the mood to eat lunch, so he couldn't help but say: "You and I are going to the poetry meeting instead of participating in the oiran election. What are you going to do with your dressing up?"
Who would think that Ye Wanqing rolled her eyes directly, "Big brother, what do you know? It's because of the Oiran election, we can't lose to those Caiyunfang women!"
"Husband, if the concubine loses to those Caiyunfang women, wouldn't it be a shame for you?" Su Qingxue also followed, still appearing a little innocent.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly, obviously because of his ambition, but he said he was thinking about him as a man...
Women's intrigue is really a war without gunpowder...
In the evening, Ye Danqing came over and said that he wanted to go together.
"Sorry, I have promised to take the princess and Wan Qing there, there is no place for you," Ye Fan said helplessly.
"Brother! You look down on me too much! I was invited! You don't need to take it with you!" Ye Danqing was proud.
Ye Fan was indeed surprised, "You can also be invited? It seems that this list of poems will not be so good..."
Ye Danqing's face turned black, "What's this? My Ye Danqing's poems are average, but how can such a grand literary event be without my brilliant pen!?"
"Oh... It turned out to be doing transcripts... Then I understand..." Ye Fan suddenly understood.
Ye Danqing gritted his teeth with hatred, "You are just jealous of my calligraphy! I disdain to be familiar with you! Humph..."
Night fell.
The Linlang Poetry Club was extremely influential. As soon as he left the house, there were a large number of carriages and horses moving in the direction of Caiyunfang.
Some ordinary people also like to join in the fun. Although they can't enter the venue, they can also enjoy some performances on the stage from afar.
Ye Fan and his party parked their car outside Caiyunfang, and walked into the venue along a red-carpeted road.
Under the starry sky, the main venue of the Poetry Club was surrounded by dozens of pillars made of prehistoric stones.
These pillars are not only exquisite decorations, but also heat-emitting devices, making the cold winter night look warm.
Most of the people who walked into the venue were well-dressed, the men were suave, and the women were charming and charming.
But there were also some poor talents who were dressed in plain clothes, with a temperament of neither humble nor overbearing on their faces, and walked into the venue.
As soon as Ye Fan and his group arrived at the entrance of the venue, someone began to announce: "Ye Fu Ma in Hou Mansion, Zhenbei, has arrived..."
Suddenly, hundreds of pairs of eyes in the venue all turned sideways.
Recently, Ye Fan's poems have set off a wave after another. Quan Dazheng is already quite famous, but there are not many people who have actually seen Ye Fan.
"So this is Ye Luma?"
"It seems to be very ordinary. He really did such masterpieces as Mochizuki Nostalgia and Yongmei?"
"People shouldn't look good... I'll find out later..."
Some people are whispering, after all, Ye Fan looks very low-key dressed, and it is a little different from the works that alarmed the whole march.
However, when Su Qingxue and Ye Wanqing were printed in the eyes of everyone present, they made many people take a cold breath, and their eyes were amazed...
Su Qingxue was dressed in a moon-white fur-collar trench coat, with green silk like a waterfall, dotted with the falling clouds and red leaves, like a little red in the snow, setting off her skin extremely white and shiny.
The key is that this refined, noble and elegant temperament is not something ordinary women can have, and suddenly many talented eyes are dulled...
Although Ye Wanqing on the side was not as stunning as her sister-in-law, the little girl's facial features were not weaker than anyone else. She was dressed in a bright yellow palace-style winter dress with a touch of elegance in her elegance.
"Could it be the eldest princess?"
"Otherwise, who else can it be?"
"I heard that the eldest princess is the number one beauty in the imperial city... This is clearly a fairy... It's a pity that the red face is fate..."
"Be quiet! Discussing the princess is going to cause trouble!..."
All kinds of comments came over, and Su Qingxue was amazed by them all...
For a moment, Ye Fan, the invited person, did not attract as much attention as the two women around him.
"Everyone who hasn't seen anything from a woman knows to chew his tongue." Ye Fan was a little unhappy, and he hugged his wife directly, and then glared at the guys displeasedly.
Originally, some participants who wanted to come forward to greet them, when they saw Ye Fan's unkind expression, they flinched.
"Big Brother, why are you so fierce? People are scared by you," Ye Wanqing snickered and covered her mouth.
"If you're scared, you'll be scared, I'll try to be quiet!" Ye Fan said indifferently.
Su Qingxue clung to the man, glanced at the jealousy on Ye Fan's face, lowered her head and smiled slightly happily.
Arriving at the seat with the nameplate, Ye Fanxian, his position is actually in the first row on the innermost side
Going forward is the stage in the middle.
"Awesome, Ye Fan, it seems that Mrs. Zhang admires you very much and gives you such a front position!?" Ye Danqing said enviously from the side.
Ye Fan only knew that this position was ranked according to the recognition of poetry talent during the year.
"Where is your position?" Ye Fan asked.
Ye Danqing smiled awkwardly, and pointed to the back of the stage, "I...I'm responsible for writing, I don't have time to sit... So I don't sit..."
"Shameless, obviously there is no seat! It sounds so nice..." Ye Wanqing urged narrowly.
Ye Danqing turned his head, "I don't even bother to be familiar with you as a girl! Anyhow, I was invited here by myself!"
As I was saying something, there was another commotion at the entrance.
"Su Huafan is here!?"
"Really? I saw... the best talent in the imperial city!"
Although Ye Fan has been very popular recently, it is still far behind the talents that Su Huafan has accumulated over the years.
Immediately, a group of people flocked to the door and began to greet Su Huashan, hoping to make friends.
Su Huafan was dressed like water in blue, with a faint smile on his handsome face. When he saw these talents, they all smiled and showed no arrogance at all.
Some talents of ordinary background were moved to see Su Huafan's approachable posture, and his eyes were moistened.
"Su Huafan deserves to be from the royal family, the number one talented man in the imperial city, this kind of mind is not comparable to some people..."
"True talented people are naturally accumulated over time and cannot be created in just a few days..."
There were some people on the scene, and they started to compare them meaningfully. Some were more direct. They also glanced at a certain consort who had already sat down.
Ye Fan didn't want to bother at all, sat down and picked up a fruit that looked like an orange, peeling it.
"Huh, those people are so stupid, Su Huafan is a genius, a hypocrite..." Ye Wanqing was very upset beside her.
Su Qingxue also knew about what she asked about the school that day, and she persuaded, "Qing'er, don't be angry. Outsiders naturally don't understand. Su Huashan has a lot of friendships. Outsiders won't believe what we say."
While they were chatting, they saw Su Huashan's eyes swept over them and approached them with a smile...