Everyone looked at each other, you looked at me, I looked at you.
Were they shocked by the identity of the Nine Emperors Uncle, but...
The aristocratic family's poetry gatherings never invite the powerful and royal family, not because they can't invite them, but because the aristocratic family looks down on the nouveau riche like the Dongling Dynasty.
The new rich in Dongling are only a hundred years old and have been passed down for less than three generations. The aristocratic families do not recognize them at all. Such a poetry society cannot be entered based on status. The young masters and ladies of the four major princes' houses cannot enter this Baicao without this talent.
Garden, this post is more precious than Princess Anping’s Peach Blossom Banquet.
Uncle Nine Emperors, although his status is not something that a family cannot afford to offend, he will not offend him. Uncle Nine Emperors is a person that the family also admires. In Dongling, where appearance is important, Uncle Nine Emperors' appearance is enough to stand out from the rest.
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In previous years, I had posted a message to Uncle Nine Emperors during the poetry gathering, but he never showed up. Later, I never thought of inviting Uncle Nine Emperors.
In the poetry meeting of the aristocratic family, Uncle Jiuhuang was the first person to get the post and not participate.
Why did it appear here this time?
Is this poetry meeting really different?
Everyone's eyes were bright, especially the ladies' eyes, with arousal in their eyes. They wished they could go out immediately and take a look at the Nine Emperors Uncle, even just for a moment.
But as soon as they came out, everyone was stunned. Uncle Nine Emperors actually stood beside the carriage and helped a woman out of the carriage?
Who was the woman who was helped out of the carriage by Nine Emperors Uncle?
That outfit, that temperament...
"Feng Qingchen?"
"How could it be her?"
I don't know who called out, but everyone forgot to salute the Nine Emperors Uncle.
"Her dress is so..." The following words were not spoken because the word "beautiful" was not enough to describe Feng Qingchen's posture at this time.
Feng Qingchen's beauty is not about her appearance, but her temperament, which makes her look beautiful even when she stands next to Uncle Nine Emperors.
Feng Qingchen was not like today's women, whose clothes were cumbersome. Feng Qingchen wore purple clothes as a lining and a red gauze skirt.
The hem of the skirt is wide, but does not drag the floor. There is no silk decoration on the body. Only a very wide black belt is tied around the waist. The slender waist is highlighted, simple and elegant.
The sleeves are wide, and when you move them, the sleeves are like water waves, layered on top of each other, making you look extremely chic.
Feng Qingchen's long hair was neither tied up nor let down, but tied up with a black hairband. She did not comb her bangs in front of her forehead, and her plump and smooth forehead was exposed. A strand of black hair hung down on her left chest.
The wind blows, and the hair is flying, and the wind is so wanton that people can't help but reach out and tie up this strand of green for her.
It has been a long time since the Dongling family has seen such magnanimity and magnanimous demeanor.
Obviously, Feng Qingchen's outfit was tailor-made for this poetry gathering. She, Feng Qingchen, would never be rude no matter what occasion she attended.
Uncle Nine Emperors nodded with satisfaction, and seemed not to notice it. He glanced at everyone and found that he was as defiant and indifferent as before.
Before getting into the car, he said in Feng Qingchen's ear: "Don't embarrass me."
Feng Qingchen was still a little embarrassed at first, but when he heard this, he nodded and put the emotion in his eyes away, looking generous.
"Qingchen understands."
She will not disgrace Uncle Nine Emperors.
"Walk……"
After watching Uncle Nine Emperors leave, Feng Qingchen looked at the crowd. The most dazzling one among the crowd was Wang Jinling, who smiled faintly to show off.
When he looked at the crowd again, the light in his eyes was so blinding that everyone was dazzled.
"Is this Feng Qingchen?" a woman exclaimed, even more shocked than when she heard Uncle Nine Emperors coming.
How can Feng Qingchen be so beautiful?
How could the character of a girl from aristocratic family be shown in her?
"Qingchen is late, please forgive me." Feng Qingchen saluted gracefully, ignoring everyone's shock, and walked into the Herb Garden, and all the young masters got out of the way.
"Feng Qingchen, why are you with Uncle Nine Emperors?" Xie San was the first to come to his senses and pointed at the Prince's guard of honor who was drifting away. It was quite a shock.
The way forward was blocked by many ladies. Feng Qingchen stopped for a moment and said nonchalantly: "The carriage broke down. When I met Uncle Nine Emperors, he gave me a ride."
"The carriage is broken down. I met the Nine Emperors Uncle to see you off?" Xie San stumbled and almost fell.
When did Uncle Nine Emperors become so enthusiastic? Didn't he even bother to reach out when someone died in front of him?
"What? That's not possible?" Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, losing a bit of edge and a bit more arrogance.
"Yes, yes, of course." Xie San nodded repeatedly.
"What method did you use to get Uncle Nine Emperors to give it to you?" Sima Yan stood up and looked at Feng Qingchen with gritted teeth.
If she had known earlier, if she had known better, she would have been kind enough to bring this person here, and she would not have been in the limelight at this moment.
"Mean? Do I need it?" Feng Qingchen laughed. Seeing Mrs. Xie standing in front of the people, she stepped forward with a smile: "Mrs. Xie, I'm sorry, Qingchen is late."
Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
Today, Uncle Nine Emperors gave her a gift. She represents Uncle Nine Emperors. She must not lose her demeanor as a general’s daughter, let alone his dignity.
This Peach Blossom Banquet and Poetry Club were the most boring. She wanted to make these people understand once and for all not to offend Feng Qingchen easily.
"It's okay, but Miss Feng is late, but she will be punished." Mrs. Xie glanced at Sima Yan with a smile, who was about to say more, and then said to Feng Qingchen, with a trace of kindness in her eyes.
"Qingchen obeys his orders." Feng Qingchen said in a good-natured way.
The young masters from various prefectures also shouted: "Yes, yes, yes, I have to be punished, I have to be punished, what should I punish? Yes, I will be punished for being late by three cups. Today is the poetry meeting again, so I have to punish Miss Feng to write one more poem."
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"I think the fine wine is fine, but this poem may not be good. Who knows about Miss Feng in Dongling, who is illiterate, so how can she make any poems? One poem is fine, and I can prepare early. Isn't it difficult for others to do these two poems?"
"A girl in aqua blue palace clothes said with a smile. She seemed to be rescuing Feng Qingchen, but she stepped on her feet.
"What Miss Wen said is to let Feng Qingchen write poems, haha... I don't know if I can meet people. You are really bad."
Jealousy, after the women came back to their senses, they looked at Feng Qingchen with eyes filled with jealousy.
Why should Feng Qingchen still have Uncle Nine Emperors to escort him personally when his carriage breaks down?
How could Feng Qingchen, wearing a single piece of clothing and without any jewelry, be able to outshine their elaborate outfits?
If she can't beat Feng Qingchen in terms of luck and appearance, then she should beat her in terms of talent and knowledge, so that Feng Qingchen understands that this poetry club is not for someone like her.
Feng Qingchen chuckled lightly, half reproaching and half understanding: "It is a villain to talk about people behind their backs; it is a noble girl to talk about people in front of their faces. The noble girl of Dongling, Qingchen has seen today that people are better than others.
Huajiao, her mouth is as sharp as a knife."
Feng Qingchen is not afraid of offending anyone at all.
The aristocratic family prides itself on being noble, and although it is powerful, unlike the royal family and the Duke's Mansion, it is not easy for these to attack her.
"Feng Qingchen, how dare you insult us." Sima Yan ignored Mrs. Xie's look and stood up with an accusatory look on his face...