When Jiang Yurou saw that the matter was over, she didn't get the slightest benefit. Jiang Yuluo became the object of comfort because of the bullying, so she rolled her eyes and said loudly, "Everyone doesn't know, my sister won't leave the house before, and it's here. I have gained a lot of knowledge. I came to Lan’s house today, and I decided to make a good poem for everyone to enjoy.
"Good poem?" Let alone Yu Lao, even everyone was stunned when they heard it. Jiang Yu Lao and Yu Rou are not the same people. Everyone knows what level she is. It's not that Dou Da can't read a basket of characters. Just writing poems and essays is very unreasonable. Is this kind of limelight still going on
After Yu Rou finished speaking, everyone started talking to Yu Lao's pointing and pointing whispers.
"Sister, what are you talking about? When will I be able to compose poems? Isn't this poem and song usually your strong point?" Yuluo looked at the surprised eyes of others, and then looked at the triumphant Jiang Yurou, and couldn't help but whisper. Asked.
"Don't worry, my sister will not harm you. Poems and songs are naturally my sister's strengths, but my sister also wants to make her famous. If you can be a blockbuster today, this is a good opportunity to make you famous." said Then, Yurou said that she would write poems and lyrics for everyone together with Yu Lao, expressing today's joy. The words have been spoken, and the water is hard to collect, and it is like sitting on pins and needles. At this moment, it shouldn't be okay.
Lan Xin stood aside and watched the excitement. The maid next to her saw the situation and whispered: "Miss, this is really a good show. This Yu Lao is right with you, and there are times when she is ashamed."
Lan Xin sneered and said, "It's a good show, but who hasn't learned about it!" Lan Xin had dealt with Yu Lao, and she always felt that she was not as unbearable as the rumored one, especially even that person. To help her out, she wanted to see what she could do.
She has heard of Yulao’s stupidity, but the last time made her feel that Jiang Yulao was particularly wrong. Although they only met this time for the third time, she intuitively felt that Yulao was not as good as she had shown. Stupid, even extremely intelligent, it made her a little uneasy.
Yu Lao was evasive originally, but the more so, the tighter Jiang Yurou tightened, giving her no chance to retreat. And I am eager to try, there is a posture of Jiang's sons and daughters vying for high and low.
Yu Lao finally failed everyone's request and could only bite the bullet.
When Jiang Yurou saw Yu Lao's tangled expression, she was unobstructed. She naturally prepared herself before going out. She had practiced the poems and pictures thousands of times, and she would definitely not lose out to others, let alone this Jiang Yulao.
"I don't think you are so stupid to behave. It's better to show me your true talents." When Yu Lao was hesitating, Lan Xin walked to her in a timely manner and whispered to her.
Sure enough, before Lan Xin finished her words, Yu Lao looked at her in surprise.
Seeing that Yu Lao was so surprised, Lan Xin fiddled with her sleeves and said, "Don’t be surprised. I don’t think anyone who can get his idea is really that stupid. So, show your true ability and let me see. How many catties are you in the end?"
Sure enough, it was because of that person. Although Yu Lao didn't know what that person was, but the culprit that made Lanxin so obsessed with herself and cared about herself was definitely not an ordinary person.
So she ignored Jiang Yurou's provocative eyes, picked up the pen and drew on the paper. A few strokes of the plum blossoms leaped on the paper, and some ink was clicked to render them like the blossoming plum blossoms. The subtle thing is, because on the rice paper, the ink slowly bloomed, and it seemed to bloom slowly. Like plum blossoms, everyone who saw it thought it was exquisite.
Look at the exquisite hairpin lower case. "Combs the dense cold wind, and the snow is flying all over the sky. The red plum is full of snow, and the iron bones are not afraid of the cold."
Seeing this poem, everyone thought it was amazing. They showed the cold wind they felt at the moment, the snow flying in the sky, the praise for Hongmei, and the love for her character. They especially liked it. The phrase "I am not afraid of the cold" is vaguely not written by a woman who has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time.
In this way, Yu Lao did have some talent, and this poem was quickly put away by Lan Xin. Of course, it's not so much love to put it down, it is more gritted teeth.
And at this moment, Yurou’s paintings came out, of course, they were also plum blossoms, but they deliberately painted the flowers carefully and carefully with colors, to the point that they were less novel and more tender for their daughters, followed by a verse: " In the corner of the garden, there are a few branches of plums, and Ling Han leaves alone. I know it is not snow, but the fragrance comes!"
Originally, the poems and paintings were all excellent, but compared with Yuluo's, it took a long time and the sentences were imitated by the ancients, without Yuluo's novelty. In this way, it has fallen behind.
There are also some other poems, which are nothing more than the occasion, good or bad, none of them is better and attracts attention. I didn’t expect Yu Lao to win, and everyone chose Yu Lao without any concealment. Jiang Yurou was defeated naturally when he was the top pick.
Yu Rou didn't expect that she would lose, or she would lose to a worthless fool. The most important thing was that she didn't want to compare, but she forced her to compete with her desperately. Thinking of this, Jiang Yurou naturally hated it. It's just that she doesn't like to lose by nature. If she stops here, how can he be reconciled.
I saw that everyone was flattering towards Yu Lao. Once this was all towards me, but now I lost to others, I just felt that those flattering faces were so disgusting that I couldn't help but sip.
"Bah, any good thing is worthy of such flattery. It's a bunch of buns." Jiang Yurou's disdain, falling in the eyes of some people, is nothing but jealousy. Jiang Yurou watched them lively, thinking about it, and thinking about it, so she whispered to Cuixiang quietly. After listening to Cuixiang, she was ordered to go out with a smirk. Jiang Yurou watched Yurao being surrounded by others, flattering Fan, holding the kerchief in both hands, looked at Yu Lao with a smirk, and hum, there will be something good-looking from you for a while.
When Cuixiang returned to Jiang Yurou with a smile of success, Jiang Yurou knew that everything was ready. So she rolled her eyes and yelled, "This plum blossom has been enjoyed for long enough, and the stove is cold." Yu Rou said that she had been standing outside for a long time.
It was originally surrounded by a curtain in the garden for the purpose of viewing the plum. Although it was not so cold, it was still incomparable with a house with a charcoal pot.
It's just that everyone was wearing fur coats, and they didn't even think about talking or laughing, but Jiang Yurou opened her mouth, and the Lan family sisters were unhappy with the guests, so they all went back to the banquet hall. (End of this chapter)