Shen Qingci had great confidence in the poem "Drunken Flowers, Thick Mists, Clouds and Everlasting Days", but the bet with the Princess of Qiyang was too big, and Shen Qingci couldn't help but beat the drums in his heart. Once something goes wrong, it's nothing to lose Qingya Pavilion. If Qin Feng's leg is really broken, how should he explain to his father?
Seeing Shen Qingci's hesitation, Li Ninghui's eyes lit up, and she immediately said sarcastically: "Shen Qingci, you must be afraid, right? What you say is better than what you sing. I really think you have two tricks! Princess! , this guy is clearly singing along with Qin Feng and teasing you in public!"
As soon as this statement came out, the people around me who had been waiting for a long time also started to boo.
"Miss Shen, it's a mule or a horse that's leading us around."
"That's right, as the master of Qingya Pavilion, a talented woman famous in Kyoto, don't you even have this kind of courage?"
"Qing Ci, have you only understood the princess's thoughts, but haven't had time to compose poems? Why not explain it to the princess directly and give her some more time."
Hearing the murmurs around her, Princess Qiyang's face became increasingly ugly. She had already let the words out. If Shen Qingci couldn't give a satisfactory answer, don't blame her for being ruthless. As the dignified princess and royal family member Zong Qi, how could she allow others to tease her like this!
"Hmph! In the end, he's just a piece of trash who's tough on the inside but strong on the outside! Come on, give it to me..."
Just when Princess Qiyang lost her patience and was about to directly order the destruction of Qingya Pavilion, Shen Qingci raised the poem manuscript above his head with his right hand, only holding one end of the poem manuscript, and loosened his fingers slightly, and the poem poem naturally dropped and stretched out. .
Shen Qing's beautiful calligraphy, combined with the calligraphy copied by Qin Feng, caught everyone's attention.
At the same time, Shen Qingci's bright and elegant voice spread throughout the Qingyage Pavilion: "Drunken flowers, thick mist, clouds and sorrow forever... Rui Nao eliminates the golden beasts, the festival is Double Ninth Festival, the jade pillow screen window, the coolness comes through in the middle of the night. East. After dusk when I drink wine in the fence, there is a dark fragrance filling my sleeves, which makes my soul disappear. The west wind rolls up the curtains, and people are thinner than yellow flowers."
The originally noisy scene suddenly fell silent.
It was as if only the clear voice was slowly echoing, and the lingering sound lingered around for three days.
Everyone present, except for the servants, are all literati. There is no need to deeply appreciate the charm of the poem, and you can hear its quality with just one ear. Because they were all knowledgeable people, the scene fell into an almost eerie silence, and no one was impressed.
It wasn't until a burst of cheers came from outside the door that the silent atmosphere of Qingya Pavilion was broken. It turned out that the female students from Shenglin Academy came after hearing the news and happened to hear the poem recited by Shen Qingci. They exploded on the spot. pot.
"Wow! What a poem! There is loneliness and sadness between the lines, which resonates with people's hearts! This poem must have been written for a married woman. Although we have not experienced it, we can relate to it..."
"The incense of dipterocarps lingers in the golden beast furnace, I lie drunk on the gauze tent with jade pillows, I drink wine until dusk in Dongli, the fragrance of chrysanthemums fills my sleeves, the wind rolls up the curtains, but only the thinning beauty is left... What kind of experience is it? , what kind of delicate emotions can write such a poignant poem. She deserves to be Qin Feng’s sister, and Miss Shen deserves to be the most talented woman in Kyoto!"
"Qin Feng's song "Crossing the Wall" boosts the moral integrity of the men in my Daliang family! Miss Shen's song "Drunken Flowers, Thick Mists and Clouds Worrying the Everlasting Day" expresses the delicate emotions of my women in Daliang. Wow, these children of the Qin family are all evildoers. ? Why are their literary talents so amazing?"
The female students gathered outside the door had their faces flushed, their eyes full of admiration, and they were not shy about their compliments, wishing they could lift the Qin siblings to heaven.
At this moment, Qin Xiaofu understood what a 'support group' was.
Princess Qiyang's eyes have already brightened up. Who in the entire Kyoto doesn't know that Marquis An Guo and the eldest princess are a match made in heaven? However, God was jealous of the talented people, so he set up a pair of orphans and a widowed mother. This song "Drunken Flowers, Thick Mists, Thick Clouds, and Everlasting Days" is simply tailor-made for the eldest princess. Both the words and sentences and the artistic conception are perfect!
My mother must have loved it since she got such a calligraphy treasure!
Although Princess Qiyang was famous for being domineering, she was very open-minded. Now that she was satisfied, the resentment and anger in her heart disappeared instantly. Her little face flushed with excitement. She went up and grabbed the poem manuscript, as if she had received it. He carefully rolled up the treasure and put it away, then turned around and started drinking at the servant.
"What are you still doing? Get money!"
The servant did not dare to hesitate and quickly handed over a roll of banknotes. Princess Qiyang put it directly into Shen Qingci's hand, smiling happily.
"She is indeed the most talented woman in Kyoto, and her reputation is well-deserved! Don't say a word of gold, even ten thousand gold is worth it! Sister Shen, we sisters need to move around more often in the future."
Although Shen Qingci likes to write and write, he is not ignorant of world affairs. He naturally understands the importance of clinging to relationships in the Vanity Fair of Kyoto. It's just that as the adopted daughter of the Qin family, and dealing with pen and ink all day long, she really has no chance to make friends with the ladies of Kyoto. Now that Princess Qiyang had shown her kindness, Shen Qingci was naturally flattered and nodded in agreement.
However, the mood was complicated. Only Shen Qingci in the entire Qingya Pavilion knew that this poem was written by Qin Feng. This honor of turning disaster into good fortune and being famous in Kyoto was naturally given by Qin Feng.
With this literary talent alone, Shen Qingci's resentment towards Qin Feng disappeared, and she turned around to cast a grateful look.
At this time, Qin Feng was crossing his legs, spitting on his fingers, and making calculations. Even his eyes wanted to turn into the shape of money eyes, and he smacked his mouth excitedly: "Seventy-two words, Qi Yang The princess and Li Ninghui each bought half of the piece, which amounts to a total of one hundred and eight thousand taels of silver. Wow, making money is so easy to make money. If this continues, selling poems is enough for me, so what else do I need to do business!"
Shufeng and Xiaoxiangxiang, who were standing by, had snickers on their faces. They felt that Qin Feng's copper-smelling image was incompatible with this elegant place, but at the same time he was a bit cute.
Qin Xiaofu stayed by Qin Feng's side, conscientiously sending "pearls and jade serial farts" to his young master in front of the dog: "I have been working in this business for so many years, and I have never seen anyone make so much money with just a few fingers. Don't When it comes to Kyoto, even if you look at the entire Liang Dynasty, my young master is the only one."
"Master, my admiration for you is like the endless flow of a river, or like the overflowing of the Yellow River, which is out of control." Qin Xiaofu hugged Qin Feng's thigh tightly, and acted out the face of a 'treacherous villain' vividly.
Although Qin Feng knew it was flattery, he was very pleased with it. He touched Qin Xiaofu's head, took out a banknote and stuffed it into Qin Xiaofu's hand, and said seriously: "Keep shooting! This young master likes to hear this flattery." "
One is a fatuous and dandy young master, and the other is a sycophant.
Seeing this pair of master and servant, you will understand what "complicity" means.
Shen Qingci's face was extremely gloomy.
