Chapter Thirteen The Rich Second Generation Gathering
Early in the morning, Xiaobai pushed open my room and pulled me up excitedly, "Xiaoran, get up quickly and follow me to the poetry meeting."
"No!" I lay down again and covered myself with the quilt, unable to get up. It was a poetry meeting, and I wasn't even interested in it.
Wait! I suddenly got up with a sudden idea and came up with the law of time travel in my head - 'The heroine of time travel may not be beautiful, but she must not be able to sing poetry! Singing, dancing and writing poetry are both skills, remember the key points of casting a wide net.
Cultivated principles of mate selection.'
How could I forget this recommendation? I quickly got out of bed and said, "Let's go recite poetry!"
Xiaobai pulled me and looked at my bare feet funny, "You're not going to go like this, are you?"
"Haha," I smiled stupidly, quickly grabbed my shoes, put them on my feet, and put on my clothes. I asked while putting them on, "Xiaobai, what kind of poetry meeting is that?"
"They are all the sons of the ministers of the court. They always get together in their free time and recite poems." Xiaobai seemed to think of something and asked immediately, "Xiao Ran, you like reciting poems very much?"
"I like it," I like the handsome guy at the poetry party.
"That's good, I'm really afraid that you will be bored." Xiaobai showed a bright smile, which suddenly made me blind.
"Okay, let's go!" I pulled him up excitedly, and Xiaobai always looked at me with a smile.
Xiaobai and I came to a very luxurious restaurant, which should be the place where they often gather. When the shopkeeper saw Xiaobai, he immediately nodded and bowed and led us to the wing on the second floor. Xiaobai pushed the door open and walked in. The room was full of talented people.
The young master immediately stood up and held his hands, "Yi Feng, you are here."
"Everyone, I'm sorry, I'm late." Xiaobai bowed his hands in return.
I roughly estimate that there are at least twenty people in this room, all of them well-dressed. No one is pleasing to the eye, and my little one is cuter. In comparison, I am the only one.
It seemed a bit shabby. They also noticed me behind Xiaobai and asked curiously, "Who is this..."
"He is my good friend, Shangguan Feihong."
"Oh, it turns out it's Brother Shangguan, whom I've admired for a long time." Everyone all said "Long Admiration" to me. I was confused. I came from modern times, how could they admire me for a long time? Hypocrisy...
"Everyone, I have admired your great names for a long time, so today I asked Yi Feng to bring me to see you." When it comes to hypocrisy, I will never lose to them!
"Haha, Shangguan was joking." Everyone grinned and pretended to be modest.
At this time, someone suddenly said, "Hey, the ministers of this dynasty don't have the surname Shangguan, right?"
"Yes, it's true." Someone behind him immediately nodded in agreement.
"May I ask Brother Shangguan what kind of business his family does?" Immediately, everyone looked at me in confusion.
Xiaobai frowned slightly, how could he not know the bad nature of these officials' children. He looked at me next to him, his face was full of apology.
I smiled nonchalantly and replied calmly, "Our family owns a restaurant."
"Oh, it turns out to be a merchant's home." Everyone immediately dispersed, their voices full of disdain.
"No wonder I eat like this." I don't know which dead child it was, but it poked my sore spot again.
Xiaobai's face suddenly turned cold, and he was about to retort but was stopped by me. Since there was no handsome guy I was interested in in the poetry meeting, there was no harm in me making a scene.
My eyes touched the rice paper on the table, and I walked over pretending to be curious, "Is this the masterpiece of these gentlemen?"
"Why, can businessmen also write poetry?"
"Haha, why don't you show us Brother Shangguan's literary talents?"
These officials' kids all have eyes on their heads. Is it so funny to see others in embarrassment? It's a pity that when they meet me, their hopes will be dashed.
"Okay," I agreed happily.
Before I traveled through time, I studied poetry and poetry a lot. It was really a combination of hundreds of schools of thought. I have the essence of five thousand years in my body. How can they compete with me with just ten years of experience?