"I've never heard of this. I saw her at Jinfeng Tower yesterday."
"Then what does the sentence "If we hadn't met in Qunyu Courtyard, we would have met under the moon at Yaotai" mean? Could it be that this poem was not written for Miss Ning'er?"
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Hearing Yang Yanzhou read a poem again, everyone began to talk among themselves after a moment of astonishment.
These famous prostitutes do not necessarily have to stay in the same place for life. Transfers often happen, but this kind of thing happens most to the famous courtesans, such as the top ten courtesans, unless they are old bustards.
You'd be stupid to let such a cash cow go.
Obviously, Hu Ning'er is a cash cow for Jinfenglou's madam, and the possibility of a transfer is extremely slim.
As a result, everyone couldn't help but think of another possibility.
Could it be that this poem was not originally written for her?
If this is the case, then the "Beauty Song" that amazed everyone just now was probably not written for her, right?
Thinking about it, although Hu Ning'er can be considered beautiful, it would be too exaggerated to mention her as a beautiful woman. I am afraid she herself would not dare to admit it.
As for the last song------The clouds are her clothes, the flowers are her face, the spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dewdrops moisten the flowers and make them more colorful; if such a beauty is not seen in Qunyu Courtyard, then she must only be seen there.
We can meet each other under the moonlight of Yaotai.
This is also a poem praising a beauty. Compared with it, the popular song "Yi Yi Yao Yao is soft and skillful in singing and dancing" that has been widely circulated these days can only be regarded as a beautiful song.
The last beauty song, coupled with the poem just now, are definitely rare and generous. I just don’t know which genius wrote it. Some people even think that using such poems on a few brothel oirans has already
It's a huge waste.
"If we hadn't met in Qunyuyuan..., Qunyuyuan!" Someone finally came to his senses and murmured: "These two poems are both about a certain girl from Qunyuyuan. Could it be that she is in the limelight recently?
Chen Miaomiao?"
Among the crowd, Chen Miaomiao's face was red with embarrassment. Even if she had the guts, she would not dare to go up and admit that these two poems were written for her. She still had self-knowledge. If she really wanted to be like what was written in the poem,
Could Zeng Zuimo be named the number one heiress in Qunyu Courtyard?
After a familiar figure appeared in her mind, Chen Miaomiao finally understood.
There is certainly no shortage of understanding people among the crowd.
After a short period of noise, it suddenly became quiet again, and everyone turned their attention to the woman not far away.
The woman was comforting the maid who was about to cry. From a distance, she heard the maid say: "Miss, she took away the poem Mr. Li gave you..."
"Master Li..."
In the circle of talented scholars in Qing'an Prefecture, every time someone mentioned these three words, their hearts would tremble, so much so that people surnamed Li did not dare to let outsiders call them "gongzi".
Since it is that person, then everything can be explained clearly.
Thinking of the rumors between him and Miss Zui Mo, everyone immediately understood.
Yang Yanzhou was holding the thin book in his hand, and sounds came from time to time.
"There is a beautiful person, just like Qingyang..."
"A one-point increase is too long, a one-point decrease is too short..."
"Its shape is as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a wandering dragon..."
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Wan Qiliang stood beside Yang Yanzhou in a daze, muttering: "Bullying people, this is too bullying!"
Each poem can be used as the finale, enough poems for a has-been oiran to turn around, but they are thrown out so casually, and there are so many in one throw. In this way, why are Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi competing for the top spot...
Hu Ning'er's face was pale, and she almost couldn't stand on her feet. She forced a smile on her face and said, "The little lady was just joking. These poems are naturally not written for Ning'er. I just picked them up on the ground."
I'm afraid someone has lost this thing."
Yang Yanzhou and Wan Qiliang only had this book in their eyes at this time and ignored Hu Ning'er at all. The latter looked away from the book and exclaimed: "How could someone reach the pinnacle of Yuefu poetry, Chu Ci and poetry?"
, I’m afraid we won’t be able to match him in our lifetime.”
Suddenly he wondered: ""Ode to the Goddess of Luo"...", the woman he likes is compared to a goddess, the rhetoric is gorgeous but not impetuous, the description is at its peak, and it is fascinating, but I don't know where this Luoshui is, I seem to have never heard of it.
, is it fiction?”
Yang Yanzhou did not take his eyes away from the book and said: "Luoshui is the ancient name of Yuanshui. Last night you and I were boating on Yuanshui. Besides, the name of Luoshen is often found in ancient books. How can it be made up?"
Wan Qiliang naturally knew that his knowledge was far inferior to that of Yang Yanzhou. If he said yes, then he must have it.
"It's him, it can only be him..." Yang Yanzhou murmured, a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face, and then he smiled bitterly and shook his head. He had never thought of comparing himself with him in this life.
At this moment, the crowd slowly gave way to a path. Zeng Zuimo and Xiao Cui came over. Yang Yanzhou took the initiative and walked over and said: "Miss Zuimo, Yang has a request. Can I have this poetry album in your hand?"
Take an excerpt?"
In fact, until now, Zeng Zuimo didn't know what was written in this booklet.
She was also confused as to when Li Yi gave this thing to her, why Xiaocui didn't tell her, and why Hu Ning'er's face was so white, and why did these people look at her like that?
she?
All the mysteries lie in the thin book handed over by Yang Yanzhou.
She took the book and opened one page, two pages, three pages...
The courtesans of the past were naturally good at poetry.
Gradually, her pretty face began to turn red inexplicably. These poems are all about herself? Is she really that good?
Seeing those extremely gorgeous descriptions, she couldn't help but think of the scene that night, and felt that even the roots of her ears were starting to get hot.
Outside the crowd, after Zhu Qing came to his senses, he turned to the young people beside him and asked: "How are you doing, are you sure..."
"Oh, sure? Those few poems have already praised the woman to the sky. Looking at the talents of Jingguo, who dares to say the word "sure"?" The young man in the lead shook his head. This was beyond their ability to compete.
category, it’s better to save some face.
In the field, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi looked at each other and saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.
The two of them had been arguing for so long, but in the end, it was all in vain.
Several people, including Chen Miaomiao, who hoped to become oirans, looked at Hu Ning'er with extremely ferocious eyes, as if they wanted to eat her alive.
I no longer want to compete for the oiran title, but damn Hu Ning'er, why are you reading poems when you have nothing to do?
Feeling their malice, Hu Ning'er's face turned even paler. She was afraid that she had become everyone's public enemy...
