"Miss Ning'er has been transferred to the Jade Courtyard?"

"I've never heard of this, I saw her in Jinfeng Tower yesterday. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

What does the sentence "If you don't see you in the Jade Courtyard, you will meet under the moon in Yaotai", could it be that this poem was not written for Miss Ning'er? ”

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Hearing Yang Yanzhou read out a poem again, everyone began to talk to each other after a moment of astonishment.

These famous prostitutes don't have to stay in the same place for the rest of their lives, and transfers often happen, but this kind of thing happens to the most famous Qing people, like the top ten oirans and the like, unless the old bustard is stupid, he will let go of such a cash cow.

Obviously, Hu Ninger is the cash cow of Jinfenglou's old bustard, and the possibility of transfer is very small.

In this way, everyone couldn't help but think of another possibility in their hearts.

Could it be that this poem was not written for her in the first place?

If that's the case, then the "Beauty Song" that amazed everyone just now is probably not written for her, right?

Thinking about it, although Hu Ning'er can be regarded as beautiful, it is too exaggerated to be involved in the country and the city, I am afraid that she herself would not dare to admit it.

As for the latter poem------ Yunxia is her clothes, the flowers are her face, the spring breeze blows the railing, the dew is moist and the flowers are thicker; Such a beauty, if it is not seen in the Jade Courtyard, it must only be met under the moon in Yaotai.

This is also a poem praising beauty, compared with it, the boiling "soft waist and limbs, skillful singing and dancing" that has been passed down these days can only be regarded as an obscene song.

The last beauty song, coupled with the poem just now, is definitely a rare big stroke, but I don't know which genius wrote it, and some people even feel that it is a great waste to use such poems on a few Qinglou Oiran.

"If it weren't for the ...... in the Jade Courtyard, the Jade Courtyard!" Someone finally came back to his senses and muttered: "These two poems are written about a certain girl in the Jade Academy, could it be Chen Miaomiao, who has been in the limelight recently?" ”

In the crowd, Chen Miaomiao's face was flushed, and she didn't dare to admit that these two poems were written to her, she still knew that she still had it, if she really did it like what was written in the poem, the name of the top brand of the Jade Courtyard could fall on Zeng Zuimo's head?

After a familiar figure appeared in her mind, Chen Miaomiao finally understood.

In the crowd, of course, there is no shortage of people who understand.

After a short period of commotion, it suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to look at the woman not far away.

The woman was comforting the maid who was crying, and heard the maid say from a distance: "Miss, she snatched the poem that Li Gongzi gave you......"

"Li Gongzi ......"

In the circle of talented literati in Qing'an Mansion, every time someone mentions these three words, their hearts will tremble, so that people surnamed Li dare not let outsiders call them "sons".

Since it's that person, then all this can be explained.

Thinking of the rumors between him and the drunken ink girl, everyone's hearts immediately understood.

Yang Yanzhou held the thin book in his hand, and a voice came from time to time.

"There is a beautiful person, just like a clear ......"

"One point is too long, one point is too short......

"Its shape is also like a shock, graceful like a dragon......"

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Wan Qiliang stood beside Yang Yanzhou in a daze, and muttered: "Bullying, this is too bullying!" ”

Each of them can be used as a finale, enough for a poem that has turned over, but it was thrown out so casually, and there are so many at once, so what else are Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi fighting for......

Hu Ning'er's face was pale, she almost couldn't stand on her feet, a smile appeared on her face, and she said: "The little woman was just joking just now, these poems are naturally not written for Ning'er, I just picked up this thing on the ground, I'm afraid someone will lose it." ”

Yang Yanzhou and Wan Qiliang only had this book in their eyes at this time, and they didn't pay attention to Hu Ning'er at all, the latter looked away from the book and exclaimed: "There are people who can reach the peak of Yuefu poems, Chu Ci and poems, I am afraid that it will be difficult for me to match them in my life." ”

Suddenly, he wondered: ""Luo Shen Fu" ......, comparing the favorite woman to a goddess, the rhetoric is gorgeous but not impetuous, and the portrayal has reached the peak, which is fascinating, but I don't know where this Luoshui is, it seems that I have never heard of it, is it fiction? ”

Yang Yanzhou didn't take his eyes off the book, and said: "Luoshui is the ancient name of Yuanshui, you and I were still boating on Yuanshui last night, besides, the name of Luoshen is common in ancient books, how can it be fictional?" ”

Wan Qiliang naturally knew that his knowledge was far inferior to Yang Yanzhou, and he said that if there is, then there must be one.

"It's him, and it can only be him......" Yang Yanzhou muttered, a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face, and then he shook his head with a wry smile, he had no idea of comparing with him in this life.

At this moment, the crowd slowly moved out of the way, Zeng Zuimo and Xiaocui walked over, Yang Yanzhou took the initiative to walk over, and said: "Drunken ink girl, Yang has a request, can I copy a copy of this poetry book in my hand?" ”

In fact, until now, Zeng Zuimo didn't know what was written in this booklet.

She was also very confused in her heart, when did Li Yi give this thing to her, why didn't Xiaocui tell her, and why did Hu Ning'er's face be so pale ------, why did these people look at her like that?

All the mysteries are on the thin book handed over by Yang Yanzhou.

She took the book and turned the pages one, two, three......

In the past, the Oiran will naturally not be bad in poetry.

Gradually, the pretty face began to turn red inexplicably, these poems are all about themselves? Is she really that good?

Seeing those gorgeous descriptions, she couldn't help but think of the scene that night, and only 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 several young people beside him and asked, "How is it, are you ......sure?"

"Huh, grasp? Those poems have praised the woman to the sky, looking at the genius of Jingguo, who dares to say the word "grasp"? The young man at the head shook his head, this is beyond the scope of what they can fight, let's save a little face.

In the field, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi glanced at each other, and they both saw a deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

The two of them fought for so long, and in the end, the bamboo basket was empty.

And several people, including Chen Miaomiao, who had the hope of becoming an Oiran, looked at Hu Ning'er with extremely vicious eyes, as if they were going to eat her alive.

People don't want to compete for the Oiran anymore, damn Hu Ning'er, what kind of poems are you reading!

Feeling their malice, Hu Ning'er's face turned even paler, she was afraid that she had become the public enemy of everyone......

[ps: Driven out, fake ......]