On the other side of the garden, almost all the noblewomen and daughters of Anyang County were present. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The flowers and branches of each dress are displayed, as if a hundred flowers are competing for beauty. Only Chu Baihe's armor is unique and extraordinarily conspicuous.

It's just that although her beautiful and delicate face has not been specially dressed and has not been covered with heavy makeup, she is also outstanding among all the women, like standing out from the crowd.

The green stream trees are dark, and the river is wet.

The curtain was opened after the rain, and spring was in for a while.

A maid was reading aloud the works of the talented people on the other side, and after listening to each one, they were talking to each other with great taste.

And Chu Baihe still looked as if she didn't care about anything, as if everything around her had nothing to do with her. Eating melon seeds and tasting tea casually, it was very leisurely.

As the maid recited one poem after another, the discussion among the ladies was also intense.

The journey ends in Taihang Mountain,

See Songgao purple green again.

I expected someone to laugh on the mountain,

The red dust is like a sea, and there is no face.

It wasn't until the maid read this last poem that the praise on the scene reached a climax.

"It's really a good poem, a rare good poem!"

"Indeed, I don't know which genius wrote the masterpiece?"

"This poem is profound, charming, and excellent. ”

"Caiyi, which genius wrote this masterpiece? Jia Conglin's wife commanded the maid.

"Yes, ma'am. The maid who was chanting the poem immediately said respectfully, then looked at the payment and said, "This poem is written by Du Chong Du Gongzi." ”

"It seems that my guess is right, it is indeed written by Du Gongzi. ”

"Who else can write such a good poem except Du Gongzi? Is it rare to be the husband of our first beauty in Anyang, Shen Xiucai?" a young lady with an extraordinary appearance covered her mouth and chuckled.

It's just that her appearance is only compared with other women, and when compared with Chu Baihe, there is no comparison at all, just like the difference between clouds and mud.

"What Sister Li Yue said is very true, that Shen Xiucai is just a down-and-out scholar, whether it is family background or literary talent, which can be compared with Du Gongzi. ”

"Sister Baihe is also the first beauty in Anyang, how could she find such a poor and sour talent! ”

"The white lotus sister is called self-made Qinggao, unlike us rouge fans, who like to climb high branches. Another woman also picked up, and said in a very harsh tone.

"Sister Xu Li is reasonable, we can't comprehend the realm of Sister Baihe, giggle......" The woman named Li Yue looked at Chu Baihe with a faint smile on her face.

Because their voices were very loud, they naturally fell into Chu Baihe's ears word for word. It's just that Chu Baihe just glanced at them, and then he still drank tea casually, obviously too lazy to pay attention to them.

It was just a fake marriage with Shen Ye, and she had expected to say these gossips, but now she was naturally not surprised to hear it.

If life is only as first seen, what is the autumn wind and sad fan.

Waiting for idle changes but old people's hearts, but old people's hearts are changeable.

Lishan said that it was half a night away, and the tears and rain and zero bells did not complain.

How is Bo Xing Jinyilang, who wishes on the same day.

At this moment, the maid Caiyi read out the last poem that the servant had just sent, and the audience fell silent in an instant.

"There is such a heart-stirring poetry in this world, which really makes people's moods fluctuate and cannot be calm. A relatively quiet young lady, with a look of hope in her eyes, praised her.

"Which son wrote such an amazing work?" Li Yue was stunned, and looked at the maid Caiyi and said.

"That's right, Caiyi, hurry up, which talent is it?" Xu Li also had spring waves in her eyes, obviously full of admiration and admiration for the person who made this poem.

"It was written by Shen Moyun Gongzi. Caiyi looked at the money, and then said loudly.

Li Yue and Xu Li's faces suddenly changed, and they looked at the maid Caiyi in disbelief.

"How is this possible, how can such a good poem be written by Shen Moyun's shabby show?" Li Yue's pretty face turned red, and she was quite angry.

"Caiyi, are you mistaken? Are you looking carefully?" Xu Li also said a little depressed.

"Miss Li, Miss Xu, you can see for yourself. The maid Caiyi was quite disdainful in her heart, although these two women were noble, but their conduct was shameful, she directly handed the poem to the two girls.

Sure enough, Li Yue took the paper of Shifu and looked at Shen Moyun's three handsome and elegant typing faces, how ugly they were.

Xu Li is not much better than her, they all know very well that today they not only lost their face, but the family behind them was also disgraced, which was not allowed.

"That Shen Moyun is a shabby talent, I have never heard of anything extraordinary, this poem must have been plagiarized by him from somewhere, how could it be his own writing?" Li Yue knew that there was no way back, so she simply went all the way to the dark and insisted on her own opinion.

"What Sister Li Yue said is extremely true, even if those two paintings are definitely copied by this Shen Moyun, otherwise if he really has such talent, how can he be reduced to a poor scholar? Xu Li was also very cooperative, she and Li Yue were grasshoppers on the same rope in her heart.

"Plagiarism? The two sisters are really good opinions, I don't know that once this kind of poetry couplet comes out, it will definitely cause a sensation in the world, how can they wait for my husband to plagiarize it in obscurity?" Chu Baihe really couldn't listen to it, although Shen Ye was just her fake husband, but she knew that she had to make a statement, otherwise it would really attract suspicion.

And Chu Baihe doesn't hate Shen Ye much, and he can't say that he likes it, although he is just a fake couple. She felt that it was necessary for her to protect her reputation as a fake husband, otherwise it would be a dereliction of duty, and it would also make outsiders feel that she had something to do with Shen Ye.

"What's so strange about that, maybe Shen Moyun got the last copy of a former sage by chance, it's not impossible. Li Yue still refused to let go, anyway, there was no excuse for the crime she wanted to add.

"Sister Li Yue is the daughter of a dignified county, how can she say such irresponsible words? Don't you feel ridiculous and generous?" Chu Baihe raised his eyebrows, looked directly at Li Yue, and said sharply.

"You ......" Li Yue's face turned pale immediately when Chu Baihe said something, and she pointed at Chu Baihe, trembling with anger.

"Sister Li Yue doesn't have to be angry, you must know that Shen Moyun is Sister Baihe's wishful husband, and Sister Baihe is bent on defending her husband, which is understandable. Although Shen Moyun is a murderer, as the saying goes, is there anything in the eyes of a lover?" Xu Li stepped forward to take Li Yue's words and sneered at Chu Baihe.

"Sister Xu, you are also the beloved daughter of Mr. Qian, how can you be so untrustworthy? My husband is just defending himself and fighting back to eliminate harm for the people, and the county lord has already made a judgment on this matter, how can you allow you to spray people with blood?" Chu Baihe said righteously.

Where are the two daughters of Xu Li and Li Yue who are Chu Baihe's opponents, they were defeated after a few battles of words and teeth, and returned to their seats in a gloomy manner, until the end of the poetry meeting, the two girls always held their tails and did not dare to make another mistake.

This poetry meeting became the first in the eyes of everyone, which was tantamount to slapping Du Chong hard, and Du Chong didn't even have room to fight back.