Zhao Junrong couldn't sit still anymore, twisted twice on the chair, whispered to Shen Tianshu and asked: "Sister Shen, do you know that person?"
Shen Tianshu knew that she was asking Fan Yuru, but he pretended not to know and asked, "Who is he?"
"Oh!" Zhao Junrong took her arm and twisted it twice | and said, "That's the one in white clothes. He's so good-looking!"
Hearing Zhao Junrong talk about good-looking, Li Zian's face appeared in Shen Tianshu's mind.
Although Fan Yuru was born well, in terms of good looks, she was still far behind Li Zian!
At this time, the people gathered near the Jiuqu Liugang also saw the girls in the open pavilion here and began to glance over here.
Gradually, most people's eyes were focused on Shen Tianshu.
Not long after, Fan Yuru was pushed out by the crowd and came over to talk.
Fan Yuru seemed to have been accustomed to the shy and timid gazes of the girls. He walked through the garden and walked to the open pavilion. He cupped his hands and said, "Girls, please be polite. We found this meandering water bottle in the garden and were preparing to drink and write poems. I don't know if the girls Are you interested in coming over to take a look? You can also be a witness for us."
The girls in the open hall looked at Fan Yuru and were extremely excited, but they didn't dare to make the first move. They were all pushed by each other.
Finally, a girl with thick eyebrows and a heroic face boldly asked: "Then tell me, how are we going to bear witness?"
"Whoever the cup stops in front of will compose a poem, and the girls will criticize him. If he does well, he will pass the test. If he does poorly, he will be punished with drinking. What do you think of the girls?"
In fact, looking at the state of the girls in Changxuan at this time, no matter what Fan Yuru said, they would definitely come back, not to mention that he really found a good reason.
Not long after, the people in the garden had already arranged the garden. The nine-curved wine glass was filled with crystal clear water, and windproof curtains were hung on all sides.
The girl with a heroic face just now volunteered to put the cup in the water.
With the girls watching, the competitive spirit of the young men was further aroused. A dozen of them volunteered to sit on the ground, waiting for the wine glasses from upstream to float down.
But what made the girls a little regretful was that Fan Yuru did not join, but stood aside and watched.
As soon as the gong sounds, the game officially begins.
The special wine glass flowed down the water, turned several corners smoothly, and finally stopped in front of a man wearing a royal blue robe.
Someone nearby immediately lit incense. It must be done before the incense burns out, otherwise it will be a penalty.
"It's snowy in Yongzhou Prefecture this year, so I'll write a poem with the theme of snow." The man pondered for a long time, and finally finished it before the incense went out. "The wind was blowing all night, and the forest was filled with flying raindrops at dawn. Luan. God does not hesitate to repay Qiong Yao and leave it to the world for the rest of the year."
"Girls, what do you think? Pass or drink?"
The girls gathered together to discuss it, and finally most of them nodded and said, "Passed."
Soon, another wine glass was put into the water. This time, the lucky person who was selected could not compose a poem before the incense burned out, so he had to drink a glass of wine and his face turned red with shame.
This game is both elegant and a showcase of talent, and everyone is very enthusiastic about it.
The girls were either whispering to each other, or laughing while looking at the scene, obviously finding it very interesting.
When they encountered someone who couldn't write a poem or didn't do it well, the girls couldn't help but start making noises, and the atmosphere gradually became lively.
Shen Tianshu was not interested in this and sat quietly drinking tea.
Zhao Junrong had already run to the front to watch the excitement. Fortunately, he didn't go too far and could see her from Shen Tianshu's perspective.
Shen Yunyao was unusually silent today and did not join in the fun. She sat aside wondering what she was thinking.
Shen Yunhui always followed Shen Yunyao. Although her heart was scratching like a kitten at this moment, seeing Shen Yunyao sitting still, she could only restrain herself.
Fan Yuru walked over to Shen Tianshu at some unknown time, sat on a chair at the next table, and greeted with a smile: "Miss Shen, what a coincidence, we meet again."
Shen Tianshu saw that after a few days, he was still in Yongzhou Mansion and had not returned. He still had time to attend the banquet. It must be that the matter of finding Lady Tong was not very urgent.
"I didn't know Mr. Fan's identity that day. If I was rude, I would like to thank Haihan." Shen Tianshu had already learned Fan Yuru's identity from Shen Zhonglei.
Although he has no official position yet, as long as Li Zian does not have any accidents and successfully takes over the reins of Prince Rui's Mansion, he will immediately become a close minister of the prince.
Shen Yunyao listened to Fan Yuru and Shen Tianshu talking with open ears, her eyes full of questions, how did these two people know each other? What is the identity of Mr. Fan?
"Miss Shen is too outspoken to say that. In fact, I also hid it from the girl that day. When I visited Mr. Shen, I actually wanted to ask for something. In this way, how about we become even?"
"Master Fan must be looking for my father for official business, right? Then there is no need to tell others."
Shen Tianshu wanted to get some information from Fan Yuru, preferably why he was looking for Mrs. Tong, but he didn't dare to show it too obviously.
"It's just a business matter." Fan Yuru replied vaguely, then stopped going into details, looked at the people over there who were getting more and more together, and asked, "Why don't Miss Shen go with them?" play?"
Shen Tianshu shook his head and said: "I'm not good at poetry, and I can't comment on whether it's good or bad. I just go along and join in the fun. It's good to just sit here and watch."
"I'm so thirsty, Shen..." Zhao Junrong ran back from the front and wanted to ask for tea from Shen Tianshu. Suddenly he saw Fan Yuru sitting not far from Shen Tianshu, looking at him with a half-smile, and immediately stopped. Her voice also became gentle, "Sister Shen, I, I'll come back for some tea."
Shen Tianshu poured a cup of tea and handed it to her, then pulled out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead.
"Just watch the excitement, don't shout after them, or you will hurt your voice by shouting."
Zhao Junrong nodded repeatedly and said, "I won't go see it. It's actually not interesting. I'll stay here to talk to my sister."
She said she wanted to talk to Shen Tianshu, but her panicked eyes kept looking at Fan Yuru.
Just when Shen Tianshu couldn't stop laughing, screams suddenly sounded one after another in the field.
Different from the excited shout just now, this voice was full of panic.
Shen Tianshu immediately turned his head and looked around the field. He saw that most of the girls were frightened and retreated to the outside. A young man in a royal blue robe fell by the canal, surrounded by a circle of anxious-looking people.
"What happened?" Fan Yuru stood up suddenly and strode towards the field.
