After repeating Yin Canwen's poem several times, Wen Xinglu looked at him with a more complicated look.
Although heroes cherish heroes, for a person like him who is proud of his talent, if he wants to truly believe in someone, it is impossible unless he is crushed by a powerful force.
The paper in his hand was secretly crumpled into a ball. Seeing everyone's pursuit of Yin Canwen, he felt a little uncomfortable.
Wen Mengsheng looked at the side with a hint of calculation, and said without taking it too seriously, "It's just a matter of seizing the opportunity. If my cousin had sent the note earlier than him, there's no telling who would be in the limelight today."
Woolen cloth."
Wen Xinglu looked a little solemn. What he hated most in his life was that others compared him with him.
"You're welcome, cousin. Brother Yin's talent and learning are beyond my comparison."
Having said that, Wen Mengsheng could see the dissatisfaction in his eyes.
He copied the verses he had just written again. Unfortunately, after he handed in the paper, he received praises, but the academicians were not as enthusiastic about him as Yin Canwen.
An hour later, the winner was decided.
The four academicians all named Yin Canwen as the first place winner in the first round. Wen Xinglu clenched his fists again, "It's just a private competition. Who can laugh at the end depends on Chun Wei."
He was quite disdainful of Yin Canwen in words.
"What my cousin said makes sense."
Wen Mengsheng smiled and replied that this cousin's talent and learning were far superior to his, and he would definitely have a good future in the future, so it was natural for him to have a good relationship with him.
Standing around were all the students who had followed Wen Mengsheng's lead in the academy, and naturally they were not happy with Yin Canwen's current appearance of stealing the limelight.
After being reminded by Wen Mengsheng's eyes, he fanned the flames again.
Feng Jinyao saw their every word and deed, and her dislike for Wen Mengsheng became more and more obvious.
Borrowing a knife to kill someone was his usual tactic. Unfortunately, when he met her in this life, it was not certain who would borrow the knife and kill her.
In previous years, there would be three other competitions in the Yangchun Poetry Club.
Unfortunately, due to Academician Xi Lu's health, this year we had to reduce the four rounds to two.
The theme of the second game was closely related to the congratulations of all nations, which caused the students from poor families to dismount one after another and lost a lot of limelight.
Compared with those young masters from aristocratic families in Dongdu City, they have never even met each other. How can they compose poems based on this?
Even if I try to write it out, it will be nothing more than an empty expression and unsatisfactory.
Many people even failed to write complete poems within the stipulated time. A few poems were really difficult to achieve elegance.
Wen Xinglu had an advantage. He had seen the grand scene outside Changchun Tower once, so he was able to write the sentence, "Nine heavens closed the palace, and the clothes of all nations worshiped the crown." This sentence was deeply remembered by Academician Lu.
Lived him.
"Not bad, it looks like there will be a lot of potential in next spring."
After receiving his comments, Wen Xinglu relaxed and looked at Yin Canwen with some provocation.
I saw that the latter did not have the annoyance or disdain of a defeated general, but he sincerely congratulated him. In this way, his expression just now seemed a bit petty.
Therefore, he was happy for only a moment, but his relationship with Yin Canwen was finally concluded.
After this competition, the reputation of Yin Canwen and Wen Xinglu became famous among the students in Dongdu City. After hearing the news, a restaurant owner even placed a bet for the two of them in the store.
Who will win the flower has become a topic of conversation in the streets for a while.
Of course, this is something.
In front of him, after the competition, Feng Er was not in a hurry to return to the academy. Instead, he pulled Yin Canwen and stopped Uncle Bai's carriage halfway.
The young man from the Bai family knew the temper of the second young master of the Feng family, so he didn't dare to stop.
Uncle Bai Si was still sitting in the car with his eyes closed and concentrating. Suddenly he felt that the carriage was not going away, so he asked outside.
"What's wrong?"
"Uncle, it's me."
The voice was familiar, and he knew Feng Jinlin as soon as he heard it. Uncle Bai smiled and said, "I've been caught, but don't think that I will intercede on your behalf."
His temperament is just like watching the fun, so how could he use his status as an elder to help them.
Feng Jinyao shrugged, looking at Bai Siruo's expression as if someone had caught him, but Bai Siruo was laughing so hard.
"You, why don't you go out with me? If my second brother curses, you have to stand in front of me."
Bai Siruo patted her shoulder and said enthusiastically, "Don't be afraid, I'll tell your cousin for you."
After saying that, he opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage. He was still dressed as a book boy and looked at Feng Er without any fear.
"Cousin, if you are angry with me, come to me. Don't scare A Yao."
"You still know how to protect A-Yao, so why don't you worry about being discovered by taking her around all day long, even daring to go to the poetry club? There are quite a few young masters like you two who have been seen in Dongdu City."
Feng Er was most worried about this, for fear of being discovered and damaging their reputations.
Bai Siruo smiled and said, "Don't worry, I just saw it a few times at the banquet. How can I really remember it?"
Only then did Feng Er dare to take a closer look at her outfit. Indeed, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't even be able to tell that she was a woman disguised as a man.
"Huh, just go ahead and do it yourself. Don't run away with Ayao next time. She'll be pregnant next year. If it affects her marriage proposal, let's see how my grandmother and my mother deal with you."
Although the words were threatening, they did not scare Bai Siruo.
On the contrary, Yin Canwen next to him was so shocked that he was speechless.
Ji Ji? Isn’t that a woman?
Does this mean that the two people behind Mr. Bai’s death today are both women?
Yin Canwen suddenly lost his composure, but after all, he was on the street, and even Feng Er lowered his voice when speaking. No matter how surprised he was, he did not dare to make any more noise.
I saw a pair of small bare hands opening the curtain and looking at them.
Although she is also dressed as a book boy, she is extremely cute. If she had not known in advance that she was a girl, I might have thought that she was a book boy who had not grown up.
Then I heard a pleasant voice saying, "Second brother, don't blame me. It's me who has exceeded the rules. If anything happens, let's talk about it when we go home."
Yin Canwen felt his heart skip a beat.
Even without seeing him, Yin Canwen felt that he had been trapped.
Feng Er was too busy being angry that he didn't notice the reactions of the people around him, so he warned, "Be careful on the road and we'll talk about it when we get home."
Bai Siruo nodded. After getting on the carriage, the coachman saw Feng Er riding his horse and ran forward. He also waved his whip a few times to make the carriage run a few steps faster.
Since Yin Canwen got acquainted with Feng Er, this was the first time he entered the Feng family's door.
The mansion is quiet and quiet, and the servants are well behaved. It is both majestic and elegant, and it is indeed the style of everyone.
Suddenly I thought of the voice just now, and I felt a little lost in thought.
Feng Er placed him in his own courtyard and strode to Ning'an Courtyard where Feng Jinyao was.
The words and phrases quoted in this chapter are from Wang Wei's "He Jia She Ren's Early Dynasty to the Daming Palace", I hope you know.