"Sister Hu." Zhong Yi looked at the woman, her face turned red, and she whispered: "He is outside."
"You must let me see it later." The woman surnamed Hu smiled and said: "You don't know how many sisters in Lingzhou are jealous of you..."
As soon as she finished speaking, several more figures came around.
"Yes, Xiaoyi will introduce us to you soon."
"That's right, we also want to see what the hero who saves the beauty looks like..."
"Hey, if someone can do this for me, even if he doesn't care about his life, I will definitely choose him over Mr. Gu..."
"Bah, Mr. Gu won't choose you either!"
…
Several young women started laughing and playing around. Zhong Yi took two steps towards the woman surnamed Hu and asked in a low voice: "Sister Hu, do you know that Xie Daoyun once wrote a song called "Taishan Ode"?"
Hu Jin was slightly startled and asked: "What is "Taishan Yin"?"
Zhong Yi looked at her and said: "The mountains in the east of E'e are so high that their beauty reaches the sky..."
…
"Speaking of Xie Daoyun, who else is more familiar with you than you? Don't you know her works?" Hu Jin said, and then said in surprise: "However, this poem is quite a legacy of the Wei and Jin Dynasties, and it can be regarded as a masterpiece. In the past,
How come I’ve never heard of it…”
Zhong Yi thought for a while and then asked: "Could it be that... someone got Xie Daoyun's posthumous manuscript and hid it without publishing it?"
"Do you think it is possible?" Hu Jin looked at her and said: "The Eastern Jin Dynasty has been dead for nearly a thousand years. If Xie Daoyun really has any legacy, why has it not appeared in the past thousand years? There are not many poems by her, whether it is
His descendants are still her admirers, so there is no reason to hide her poems and essays. If the legacy of the most talented woman in the ages had existed, everyone would have known about it long ago."
Zhong Yi nodded and stopped asking any more questions.
Hu Jin looked at her and asked: "Xie Daoyun has never written it. Where did you see this poem? It couldn't be written by yourself..."
When she said this, she suddenly changed the subject and said with some dissatisfaction: "What's going on with you recently? Forget it on weekdays, you didn't come on Chinese Valentine's Day. If you could write such a sentence that day,
We won’t lose to Xue Yun and the others when it comes to poetry..."
Zhong Yi looked at her in surprise and asked, "Didn't it rain on Chinese Valentine's Day? What happened?"
"Okay, you really have a husband and have forgotten your sisters..." Hu Jin looked at her and pretended to be dissatisfied: "If you don't come to the poetry party that was promised, no one can suppress Xue Yun and the others. You didn't read it."
Her expression that day... made me so angry. What on earth were you doing on the night of Chinese Valentine's Day? Is there anything more important than a poetry meeting?"
Zhong Yi lowered his head and turned even redder: "That day, that night..."
How could she say that she was teaching him how to play chess that night, and she hesitated for a long time before inviting him to come with her today...
Seeing her blushing and "shy" look, Hu Jin seemed to have thought of something, and his face couldn't help but blush.
"Forget it, forget it, I don't want to hear about your boudoir fun..." She shook her head and said, "I'll spare you this time, but if you do this again next time, we won't treat you as a sister..."
"Yes, Xiaoyi, if he bullies you in the future, we will still have to support you!"
"How could he bully Xiaoyi? He likes Xiaoyi, maybe to the core of his heart..."
…
"Hey, isn't this a talented lady like Zhong Da? Your nerdy husband-in-law is here. Didn't he come over today..."
Several women were teasing around Zhong Yi, when suddenly a strange voice came from the side.
Hearing this voice, Hu Jin's expression changed. He turned his head and saw several women walking towards him.
She looked at the young woman at the head and said angrily: "Xue Yun, who are you calling a nerd?"
"Aren't you a nerd?" The woman named Xue Yun smiled and said, "That's what is said outside..."
After she finished speaking, she sighed, looked at Zhong Yi, and said with regret: "It's a pity, it's such a pity. We, the famous Zhong Da talented woman in Lingzhou City, have countless admirers, so we didn't choose the governor or other talents.
, actually married an unknown nerd..."
Beside Zhong Yi, a girl said angrily: "Sister Zhong, you can marry whoever you like. It's none of your business!"
Xue Yun looked at her, raised his eyebrows and said, "Little girl, do you have the right to speak here?"
The girl was furious and was about to speak when Tang Yaoyao put down the cake in her hand and stood up.
Xue Yun saw the figure next to Zhong Yi clearly, her heart skipped a beat, she couldn't help but take a few steps back, and said warily: "Tang Yaoyao, what do you want to do? I'm warning you, this is the Fang family, don't mess around.
…”
Tang Yaoyao stretched his body and said, "What are you afraid of? I won't fight with you..."
Xue Yun secretly resented that her behavior just now seemed like she was frightened by Tang Yaoyao. She took a deep breath, plucked up her courage, and said: "Thankfully you are still a woman. You open your mouth and shut up just to fight. You still look like a woman."
?"
"What is a woman like?" Tang Yaoyao glanced at her and said, "Does a woman have to be like you, write a few sour poems and put her eyes on her forehead..."
Zhong Yi tugged on Tang Yaoyao's sleeves and wrote sour poems. Her words almost included everyone present.
Except for herself, of course.
Xue Yun's chest rose and fell with anger, but finally calmed down. He looked at her, sneered, and said: "Even if he writes sour poems and bad lyrics..., is he better than some people who can't even write sour poems and bad words?"
This time it was Tang Yaoyao's turn to feel his chest rise and fall.
Of course, she has ups and downs and doesn’t change much.
Zhong Yi hurriedly took her hand.
The girl looked at Xue Yun's proud look and couldn't help but said: "Isn't it just a Chinese Valentine's Day poem? What's so great about it? Sister Zhong didn't come that day. If Sister Zhong had been here, she would have done a better job than you!"
"
"Xiaorou!" Hu Jin's expression changed, he looked at the girl and shouted in a low voice.
Although she has never doubted Zhong Yi's talent, poetry has always required inspiration in addition to her own background. If Xue Yun attacked now, wouldn't she push Zhong Yi into a very embarrassing situation?
When Xue Yun heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then she said with a smile: "The talent of this little girl is naturally not as good as that of the talented girl Zhong. Chinese Valentine's Day has just passed three days, so it's not too late. If there are any masterpieces by the talented girl Zhong, why don't we show them out now?"
Open your eyes?"
When Hu Jin and the women beside him heard this, their expressions changed.
Hu Jin looked at Zhong Yi and asked in a low voice: "Are you ready?"
Although it is a Chinese Valentine's Day poetry gathering, no one is so arrogant as to improvise on the spot. The so-called impromptu writing is the result of countless deliberations in advance.
Even if Zhong Yi did not come to the Qixi Festival, if she had prepared in advance, she would not be stumped by Xue Yun at this moment.
Zhong Yi shook his head.
These days, she is just flipping through books to look for "Taishan Yin" and Li Qingzhao. Where can she prepare any Chinese Valentine's Day poems?
On Chinese Valentine's Day, the two of them were still discussing in the kitchen how many spoons of sugar should be added to the sweet and sour pork ribs...
Seeing that Zhong Yi didn't say a word, Xue Yun was secretly happy and pretended to be surprised: "Zhong, a talented woman, isn't so stingy, is she?"
"Sister Yun, you have to give me some time to think..."
"That is, no matter how talented you are, it is impossible to write a poem out of your mouth..."
"How about giving the talented lady Zhong a moment to burn incense?"
…
Several women behind her also started cheering, and the smiles on their faces seemed to have a sense of schadenfreude.
Not far away, more figures were attracted by their voices.
"I heard that Miss Zhong has a new work?"
"You can't miss it. This year's Qixi Festival Ci poems are dominated by Xue Yun. Those talented people also praise her Ci poems very highly. I wonder how the talented Zhongda girl compares with her?"
"You'll know just by looking at it..."
When many figures in the courtyard gathered around, Hu Jin's expression began to change. Tang Yaoyao stood next to Zhong Yi and looked at Xue Yun with an angry look on her face.
Xue Yun and others showed a little pride on their faces.
The atmosphere in the venue began to become quiet.
At this time, the only sound of footsteps seemed particularly clear.
Tangning walked up to Zhong Yi and Tang Yaoyao, looked around, and asked, "What are you doing?"
