Capital City, the second floor of Fengya Building.
"Miss, this restaurant is really unique." Mo Hen looked at the so-called sofa in the middle of the second floor, always feeling very familiar, and suddenly remembered after a long while, "Little...Master, this is not with you..."
Is it about the same in the valley? It's even better than this!
It's just that before the next sentence was finished, Ye Shaohua interrupted, "Can't the cake stop your mouth?"
Mohen ate the cake aggrieved, then pointed to other dishes on the table and said, "Master, this is pasta, this is ice cream, this is juice..."
While pouring water for Ye Shaohua, she introduced it to Ye Shaohua, and couldn't help admiring: "It's so delicious! I don't know how the owner of this shop can think of so many delicious and novel things. There is a hot pot, Miss, let's try it when we have time? Speaking of which, I don't know how this second young master did it."
If it weren't for his own lady in front, then the second son must be the person Mohen admires the most.
This Fengya building is called Fengya building because it is a place where literati and poets communicate. Two years ago, there was a champion in the residents of Fengya building, and it became an instant hit.
In the past three years, the officials in the capital have been used to looking for guests here, and the environment here is really good.
"I can only see the shape." Ye Shaohua shook his head after taking a sip of the juice, then pointed to the juice and said, "This juice will taste better after adding pectinase. If you have time, I will let you try it."
Bai Zhenzhen probably isn't very good at modern chemistry, otherwise the pectinase will taste better.
Ye Shaohua just watched Mohen eat it, and she was too lazy to do it, so Mohen just tried to make a fresh one. In fact, most of the food here tastes average. Although she doesn't know what the pectinase her lady is talking about, but the lady will make a fuss. There are too many weird things, and she can't remember them even if she asks them. She is used to not asking.
Ye Shaohua, who has eaten a modern Michelin feast, is not interested in these roots.
After Mohen finished eating, the two were ready to go downstairs, but they didn't expect that the second floor was full of people.
"Plums leave sour and soft teeth, and plantains are divided into green and window screens. After a long sleep, I feel ruthless, watching children catch willow flowers." After reading a poem, one person couldn't help sighing, "It's a waste of time to write such a poem in three breaths." The second young lady is really talented, and I am far behind in flattering horses, and this word, hard and soft, it is not easy to count, the first talented woman lives up to her reputation, she is a model of women."
Others also frequently echoed.
When Bai Qianhu heard the words, he proudly puffed out his chest. There was a strange girl in the general's mansion. Who would dare to say that everyone has no brains
Ye Shaohua didn't listen to her footsteps, but when Mohen, who was following her, heard this sentence, he couldn't help but glanced at the poems hanging in the hall, and muttered: "It's not very good."
This sentence is very light, but Bai Qianhu, who has practiced martial arts since childhood, heard it. It was the first time in the past few years that he heard someone look down on his sister. At that time, his temper came up: "You are a slave, you understand this!" Is it the meaning of the poem? And this original willow style, who else in this world can write it?!"
Ye Shaohua hadn't appeared in front of people for three years, this time she dressed up in men's clothing, her disguise skills were superb, and none of the Bai family brothers and sisters could recognize her.
Seeing that his young lady was silent, Mo Hen couldn't help puffing out his chest, "Whoever says there is no one, I know someone!"
Hearing this, most of the people at the scene stopped, and the victorious Bai Zhenzhen also put down her pen, and looked at Mohen with a very pretty face: "Which talented person is it?"
"Of course she is the number one talented woman in the capital, Miss Ye Shaohua!" Mo Hen was very proud.
After saying a word, the very curious talents present shook their heads instantly, how can the current Ye Shaohua be compared with Bai Zhenzhen
Bai Qianhu is not as reserved as these literati, he sneered, "Miss Ye family? Then you ask her if she dares to come out? She lost to my sister three years ago in the Poetry Society, the number one talented woman in the capital? You are the number one Come to the capital next time? I don’t know if the title of talented girl has changed hands long ago?”
It has been three years since that time with the chess pen, and Ye Shaohua has been in the valley. In the past three years, Bai Zhenzhen's "Will Enter the Wine" and "Man Jianghong", two poems that literati can't put down, became popular all over the capital.
Not only that, her own original willow body is also widely loved by the public.
Her music score is also widely circulated in the streets and alleys. Even the court masters dare not play that song "Guangling San" lightly.
More importantly, no one can solve the chess game she played in Fengyalou.
"You..." My lady's handwriting was even praised by Tian Jizi for being unique, and Mo Hen didn't know much about it, but she saw that her own lady's handwriting was bold and unrestrained, and the handwriting of ordinary men was not as majestic as hers.
She only knew that Bai Zhenzhen's handwriting was just average to her, and she couldn't help but marvel when she saw the young lady's handwriting!
"Dog," Ye Shaohua said nothing, she opened the folding fan with a "snap", looked sideways slightly, with a dignified and indifferent expression, "Let's go back."
Even if she had covered it up, even if she was dressed in men's clothing, her exquisite face, as if drawn with a wolf's pen, still made people dare not look directly at her.
Even Bai Qianhu, who wanted to hate her, couldn't help turning his face away. Isn't it too rare for a man to look like this
Ye Shaohua listened to Mohen's nagging all the way, and finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Compared with the bustling city three years ago, the current Prime Minister's Mansion is not down-to-earth, but there are not many people there.
As soon as she returned to the mansion, a lady escorted her to the boudoir, where she changed into a long snow-white brocade dress with lifelike plum blossoms embroidered on the skirt and a water-red gauze on the outside. , the glory is compelling.
Not to mention Mrs. Ye, she even stared at the ink marks on that face every day for a long time, muttering to herself that Miss is more eye-catching than three years ago, and I don't know who can be worthy of her.
Satisfied, Mrs. Ye took Ye Shaohua to the prime minister's study. The two stood behind the screen. Mrs. Ye pointed forward through a corner and whispered: "Did you see that person is Fang Tuo, the number one scholar two years ago?" , romantic and suave, and there are no wives and concubines at home, he is the most talented person in the capital, your father is also full of praise, and your brother is a classmate and friend, do you agree?"
Hearing this, Ye Shaohua rested his forehead and sighed, but he didn't interrupt Mrs. Ye's enthusiasm.
Because she knew that this Fang Tuo was one of the members that Bai Zhenzhen secretly sponsored, and Fang Tuo also knew that the second young master and the second young miss Bai who were famous all over the world were actually the same person.
Having seen Miss Bai Er's advanced thinking and extraordinary talent, he has long been attached to her, how could he have a crush on her, the eldest miss of the Ye family who has been silent for three years
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Ah, another day of kneeling durians (T_T)