Shen Qingci recited it silently in his heart, and his cheeks were involuntarily filled with a layer of red. As a woman, and even more so a talented woman, Shen Qingci understood the value of this poem very well.
The disgust he felt towards Qin Feng could not help but weaken a lot.
Shen Qingci took the crooked poem, which looked like weeds, and bit her thin lips: "Qin Feng, tell the truth, is this poem really written by you?"
Feeling the change in Shen Qingci's eyes, Qin Feng felt secretly happy. He wanted to use his literary talent to conquer this eldest sister who was known as a talented girl in Kyoto and had a high self-esteem!
And in order to kill two birds with one stone, not only to satisfy Princess Qiyang, but also to get closer to Shen Qingci, Qin Feng knew how many brain cells he wasted in order to choose this poem.
Qin Feng didn't have any psychological burden at all. He slapped his chest and said with boundless arrogance: "That must be me!"
"Sister, do you still remember what you promised me just now? Hehehehe."
Qin Feng couldn't help but smile evilly, and pressed towards Shen Qingci: "Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of you in the future!"
Facing Qin Feng's malicious eyes, Shen Qingci's good feelings disappeared. He punched Qin Feng on the chest and scolded: "The poem is good, but the person is much worse! Don't be happy too early. Princess Qiyang hasn’t nodded yet!”
Qin Feng covered his chest, slumped down on the chair, and kicked his legs randomly: "You actually don't admit it, I'm going to sue you to my father!"
Shen Qingci didn't have time to talk to Qin Feng, so he quickly copied the poem and returned to the living room.
Seeing that Shen Qingci finally came out, Princess Qiyang's expression turned strange: "I thought you jumped out of the window and ran away! I've been waiting for so long. If I can't come up with a satisfactory answer, I won't just smash it." It’s so easy to drop Qingyage.”
For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Shen Qingci.
Shen Qingci took a deep breath, success or failure depended on this, and immediately asked tentatively: "May I ask the princess, is this poem for myself or for the eldest princess?"
As soon as these words came out, Princess Qiyang's expression suddenly softened.
Since Shen Qingci can ask this, it means that she has already figured out a plan. If she can really come up with a decent poem to give to her mother, today's debt will naturally be wiped off. As for Li Ninghui, Princess Qiyang is too lazy to care!
Princess Qiyang replied calmly: "It's what my mother asked for."
After receiving the confirmation, Shen Qingci breathed a sigh of relief. The stinky boy Qin Feng had guessed it right. The solemn look in his eyes disappeared, and he became more confident: "Since it is for the eldest princess, why not Princess? Did you tell me earlier?"
"There were a lot of misunderstandings before. If you don't know, you really thought that I, Qingyage, couldn't even write a decent poem."
Shen Qingci picked up the poem manuscript, and the corners of his mouth could not help but raise slightly. He was full of confidence. As long as this poem appeared, it would definitely cause a sensation, and Qingyage's position in the Kyoto poetry world would also be unshakable.
Just before Shen Qingci unfolded the poem, Qin Feng grabbed his wrist.
Shen Qingci frowned slightly and scolded in a low voice: "You guy, what are you going to do again!"
Qin Fengchong winked at Shen Qingci and signaled to be patient.
Qin Feng copied so many poems, which one is not worth a thousand pieces of gold? Why give it to Princess Qiyang for nothing? As long as money is involved, Qin Feng will not recognize his relatives.
"Since you are asking for poetry, you must look like you are asking for poetry."
"The princess led people to make a big fuss in Qingya Pavilion today. I'm afraid it's not the etiquette of asking for poetry, right?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene took a breath and thought there was something wrong with their ears.
At this juncture, Qin Feng actually showed off to Princess Qiyang. Isn't this looking for death?
Shen Qingci's heart thumped, and she struggled to break away from Qin Feng's hand. She pinched Qin Feng's waist hard with her backhand and scolded in a low voice: "Qin Feng, are you crazy?"
Qin Feng, who had looked arrogant just now, broke through his skills in an instant. He covered his waist with pain and stomped his feet. This time he was really not pretending. It hurts so much when a woman pinches someone.
Seeing Qin Feng jumping up and down without any seriousness, Princess Qiyang couldn't tell whether it was funny or angry, but she said calmly: "You don't seem to be asking for a poem? So, what do you want? Maybe let me kneel down Please beg?"
Qin Feng covered his waist with one hand, waved with the other, and squeezed out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Even if you lend me a hundred courages, I don't dare to let the princess kneel down."
"But if you ask for help, you have to give money, right?"
It turned out that he was looking for money. Princess Qiyang's eyes softened. As long as it can make her mother happy, spending a little money is nothing. She immediately asked: "How much do you want?"
Qin Feng immediately showed the face of a profiteer and said excitedly: "Xiao Xiangxiang, bring me my young master's abacus."
Xiao Xiangxiang quickly handed over an abacus made of sterling silver, which was only as big as a palm and was very delicate.
Qin Feng ignored Shen Qingci's murderous gaze and moved the abacus beads with his little finger: "As the saying goes, calligraphy treasures are hard to find and every word is worth a thousand gold. This poem has a total of seventy-two words..."
Speaking of this, Qin Feng glanced at Li Ninghui, his expression was like flipping through a book, he cut it and said disapprovingly: "Miss Li insulted my sister and slandered the reputation of Qingya Pavilion. One word is two thousand taels! Half for each person." , the princess’s is thirty-six thousand taels, and Miss Li’s is seventy-two thousand taels.”
The melon-eaters around looked at each other in shock, thinking that Qin Feng must have never seen money. A poem costs one hundred thousand taels? What an international joke!
Li Ninghui gave Qin Feng a fierce look: "You want one hundred thousand taels of silver for a bad poem? You have never seen money, have you? You are really made to be a beggar!"
Li Ninghui is both the adopted daughter of the Minister of Household Affairs and the sister of Li Rui, so Qin Feng will naturally not be polite.
Not only will she bleed heavily today, but she will also lose her face!
Qin Feng said with a smile directly in front of everyone: "What's wrong with being a beggar? If you don't steal, don't rob! It's better than your brother going to a boat to be a prostitute for free."
"Your brother is a prostitute whoring for nothing, and you are a prostitute for poetry and prose for nothing. It's true that the top is not straight and the bottom is crooked."
As soon as he said this, there were bursts of sneers from around him.
Li Ninghui's face turned red and white, and she clenched her fists. She wanted to eat Qin Feng alive, but she didn't dare to talk back. After all, there was nothing Li Ninghui could do about such a 'rogue tone'.
Princess Qiyang had also heard about Li Rui's prostitution for free, and she immediately lost all good impressions of Li Ninghui. She drank her away and glanced at Qin Feng: "If you can make your mother smile, it's just tens of thousands of taels of silver, why do you care? But? If you are wrong, I will not only smash Qingya Pavilion, but also break your legs!"
Qin Feng hurriedly hid behind Shen Qingci, putting on a fearful posture, but he said without hesitation: "It's a deal!"
In an instant, everyone's attention was focused on Shen Qingci.
