Ye Yan chose to write "Luo Shen Fu", which was the result of his careful consideration in a short period of time.
"Luo Shen Fu" is not his only choice, but it is his most correct choice now.
Huayuanfang stops on the Luo River, and the Imperial City is also called Luo City. So the name of Luo Shen will definitely have a special meaning to the people in the Imperial City.
Comparing Oiran Qingchen to Luo Shen will invisibly enhance her status, and the bonus of "Luo Shen Fu" to her will be even more terrifying.
Ye Yan himself can't even imagine how popular Oiran Qingchen will be when the time comes.
Apart from this, the most important thing is Ye Yan's purpose.
The fundamental purpose of his coming to Huayuanfang was to sell the clothes that were being cut out piece by piece.
Then he can completely tie Luo Shen to his clothes and declare to the outside world that Luo Shen wears those clothes.
Based on the extremely beautiful words in "Luo Shen Fu", he believed that no ancient woman could resist the temptation.
He could already think of a name for the clothes, and they called them Nishang Yuyi.
With the addition of many bUffs, those aristocratic families are waiting to be cut off.
In less than ten minutes, as the last word of Ye Yan's words fell, Lin Ranyu also finished writing the entire "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" word for word.
In such a short time, those young men who dressed like scholars and were also scholars themselves had only three melons and two dates, and none of them finished it.
Lin Ranyu put down the brush in her hand and stood up holding the rice paper with "Luo Shen Fu" written on it in both hands.
Not far away, the young master who claimed to be Jieyuan noticed Lin Ranyu's movements, raised his head and curled his lips in disdain.
Just because the article is written quickly does not mean it is well written.
He felt that he could not play the piano as well as Lin Ranyu, and he was not as beautiful as Lin Ranyu and Ye Yan.
But in his own field, he has enough confidence.
Moreover, he was sitting relatively close to Lin Yuyu and Ye Yan. When Ye Yan recited "Luo Shen Fu" smoothly, he occasionally heard a word or two.
He knew that Ye Yan wrote a very long essay, and he was very concerned about it.
What kind of level are you, how dare you write a poem in front of me?
You know, even if he was awarded Xie Yuan, he had never written a poem in a formal occasion.
Firstly, his level is not enough, and secondly, his status is not enough.
Among a group of scholars, if a poem needs to be written, it is usually written by the person with the highest status and who is considered the most talented person.
By doing this, Ye Yan broke the rules and looked down on everyone present.
This was also the reason why he suddenly became hostile to Ye Yan and the two of them.
If Ye Yan's writing was mediocre, he would definitely not be merciful, just like the gatherings of scholars in the past, where you and I are all good.
Now it seems that it must be bad for Ye Yan to finish writing it so quickly.
In fact, Ye Yan didn't know this rule.
It's just that he is not an ancient person and has never participated in the so-called gathering of scholars, so he does not always take this rule to heart.
Lin Ranyu also knew it, but in her opinion, it was normal for Ye Yan, as a prince, to write an essay in front of everyone.
As a result, things developed into the current situation.
Lin Ranyu naturally noticed the hostile look from Jieyuan immediately, but she didn't pay attention.
It is indeed a great thing to be able to learn from high school. She also admires such people.
But if she had any scruples because of Jieyuan's identity, then she could only say sorry.
When she first met the prince Ye Yan, she could make calculations without hesitation. What could Jie Yuan do?
Now she just wants to hand over this "Luo Shen Fu" quickly. This is a hot potato for her, making her love and hate it.
Anyone can get "Luo Shen Fu", as long as Lin Xianyu himself doesn't get it.
She has completely determined that this "Luo Shen Fu" was written by Lin Xianyu himself.
However, there is one thing to say. Among the entire Daqian Dynasty, if you have to find someone worthy of the title of Luo Shen, Lin Xianyu should be the only one.
As for Lin Ranyu, she shouldn't be called a goddess, she is more like Daji who confused King Zhou.
Both women have stunning looks, but Naixiu is completely different.
Therefore, after Lin Yuyu confirmed that the handwriting was slightly dry, she took the rice paper without hesitation and handed it to the maid waiting at the entrance of the wooden staircase.
This maid is specifically responsible for this matter.
After taking the rice paper with "Luo Shen Fu" written on it, without even looking at it, she turned around and walked up the wooden ladder, preparing to hand it to the oiran Qing Chen.
At this time, the oiran Qingchen, who had returned to her room, was strumming the strings boredly. She had just listened to Lin Ranyu's piano sound, and she wanted to see if she could learn something from the sound.
When the maid handed "Luo Shen Fu" to her, she took it with a smile and said, "Has a young master finished writing it so soon?"
She held it in her hand without paying much attention to it.
According to her experience, articles written too quickly will not be good articles.
No way, good articles need to be polished.
Only a few can write quickly and well.
But she wouldn't just throw the paper away. She really liked poetry and poetry, and her liking was not as captivating as Lin Ranyu's.
She would at least take a look at every article produced in Huayuanfang Wenbi to show her respect.
Unlike Lin Yuyu, Lin Yuanyu also likes to read books, but Lin Yunyu only reads books that are useful to him.
The personal maid nodded and said: "Yes, girl, she was handed over to me by the young master who is very good at playing the piano."
"Oh...Is this written by Mr. Liu?" Oiran Qingchen was a little surprised. It can be seen from this that she was very impressed by Ye Yan.
Because it was written by Ye Yan, she became a little interested in the rice paper in her hand.
She put the rice paper on the desk in front of her, then took a paperweight and spread it out.
From right to left, the first three words instantly attracted her attention.
""Ode to the Goddess of Luo"? What will Young Master Liu write?"
Then, the words ended here.
For more than ten minutes, the oiran Qingchen never looked away from the rice paper, and her eyes opened wider and wider.
And according to the content of "Luo Shen Fu", her breathing was sometimes rapid, sometimes imperceptible.
In short, she was in a rather abnormal state.
After reading it, she was stunned for half a minute to reflect on it.
After she came to her senses, she said urgently to her personal maid: "Xiaomei, go and ask Mr. Liu to come up."
After saying that, she stood up and said impatiently: "No, I have to invite him myself, so that I can express my respect for Mr. Liu."
Her behavior didn't look like Miss Qing Chen. She looked like a brainless fan, no different from the scholars downstairs who were pursuing her.
