Tang Yaoyao went back to bring her cousin over, while the others were waiting in the hall.
In the corner, a woman turned to look at her companions and asked, "Yaoyao also has a cousin, why have I never heard of her before?"
The woman also looked confused, shook her head and said, "I don't know, maybe it's some distant relative. It's normal that we haven't heard of it."
On the other side, a woman named Zhang Simin looked at Wu Wenting with a suspicious look on her face and asked, "Do you think she won't be able to come over?"
Wu Wenting shook her head and said, "No."
She knew Tang Yaoyao, it was not her character to run away in the face of battle and not dare to fight.
But she knew better that she didn't have the ability to write poems and lyrics or dance with words.
Tonight, unless she calls the number one talented girl Zhong Yi, there will be no way to change the inevitable outcome.
And even if Zhong Yi comes in person, the outcome may not be certain.
She had just read Xue Yun's poem, and the quality was still above her usual works. There was not much time left now. Even the most talented woman in Lingzhou could compose a poem in such a short period of time.
It is not easy to surpass Xue Yun.
She really couldn't imagine how Tang Yaoyao could make a comeback tonight, could she rely on her distant cousin who had just arrived in Lingzhou?
As she was thinking about this, footsteps could be heard outside the hall.
Tang Yaoyao and a beautiful woman walked in from outside.
The woman had a silk scarf tied around her neck. She had a beautiful appearance and an extremely tall figure. Tang Yaoyao had been envious of her figure for a long time. The woman who walked in was actually much taller than her.
Of course, as a woman, Wu Wenting feels that being too tall is not always a good thing. Although she is unwilling to admit it, for women, Tang Yaoyao's figure is really just right. If you increase it by one point, you will be taller, and if you lose one point, you will be taller.
The points are short...
"Yaoyao, this is your cousin..."
"I've never seen it before..."
"Hurry up and give us a recommendation..."
Seeing someone approaching, Tang Yaoyao smiled and said, "This is my cousin, Li Qing, who just came from the capital..."
Tangning had a smile on her face and nodded gently to everyone.
He was wearing Tang Yaoyao's skirt, which was actually a bit too small, but fortunately the skirt was long enough so he could walk slowly so his shoes wouldn't be exposed. He just smiled without much expression on his face, so he wouldn't be exposed easily.
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"How are you, Miss Li..."
"Miss Li is so beautiful..."
"Miss Li, why don't you say anything? We are all sisters, there is no need to be shy..."
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Tang Yaoyao hurriedly explained: "It's not that she doesn't speak. My cousin couldn't speak since she was born..."
"Ah, how could it be like this..." After the women were shocked, their expressions turned into deep regret, and they looked at Tangning with particularly sympathetic eyes.
She is so beautiful but cannot speak. How could God be so ruthless...
Tang Yaoyao looked at Wu Wenting and said, "Tonight we are missing one person. Including my cousin, there are exactly five people. Is that okay?"
The rules of tonight's poetry meeting are not that everyone has to write a poem, but that a group of several people is required. Xue Yun is in a group with Wu Wenting, and a poem by her is enough.
Wu Wenting hesitated for a moment, then quickly nodded with a smile: "Of course."
"Cousin, let's go over and sit down." Tang Yaoyao took Tang Ning's wrist and walked towards a table in the corner.
Wu Wenting and others sat back down, glanced at the corner, and then looked away again.
There was less than a quarter of an hour before the agreed time, and she didn't believe that they could write a good song in such a short period of time.
Tang Yaoyao can't do it, her cousin named Li Qing can't do it, and even Zhong Yi can't do it!
In the corner, Tang Yaoyao asked Tang Ning to sit in the dark and whispered: "It's almost too late. Are you okay?"
Tang Ning spread out a piece of paper on the table, picked up the pen, thought for a moment, and then started writing.
On the other side, Xue Yun and Wu Wenting naturally noticed this scene.
Xue Yun frowned and asked in surprise: "Did she finish the lyrics in such a short time?"
Wu Wenting smiled and said without any concern: "So what if I have filled in the lyrics, I still can't compare to Sister Xue..."
Xue Yun also wanted to laugh, but the smile froze on her face.
For some reason, she always had a bad feeling. She seemed to have experienced this feeling somewhere...
In the corner, Tang Ning had already put down her pen.
The font he uses is Hairpin Xiaokai, which is a very popular font among women. He still retains some muscle memory of this body, so changing handwriting is not a big deal to him.
Too difficult.
Before Tang Yaoyao came and asked urgently, Wu Wenting stood up and walked over, saying with a smile: "The time is almost up, and they have all finished writing lyrics. Sister Yaoyao, the only one missing is yours..."
Tang Yaoyao folded the piece of paper and said, "We are ready too."
Wu Wenting looked at Tang Ning and smiled again, "Now that it's written, let's take it over and let everyone taste it..."
"This is so boring..." Tang Yaoyao shook his head and said, "How about we take a gamble?"
Wu Wenting was stunned and asked: "How to bet?"
"Let's bet on which song everyone thinks is better." Tang Yaoyao looked at her and said: "If you win, I will lose you two thousand taels of silver. If we win, you will lose two thousand taels of silver to me."
two."
Tang Ning glanced at Tang Yaoyao. Was this a plan to kill first and then show off, or was it a waste of time?
Wu Wenting was a little hesitant. Two thousand taels was not a big sum for either the Tang family or the Wu family, but this kind of bet...
Tang Yaoyao looked at her and asked, "What, are you afraid of losing?"
In front of the public, her words had reached this point. Wu Wenting had no choice but to fight her. She smiled, nodded and said: "Just bet, and those who lose are not allowed to default on their debts."
Tang Yaoyao walked over and put the piece of paper on the table at the front, and someone opened it and circulated it.
She walked back, sat next to Tang Ning, and asked, "Is this okay?"
If Li Qingzhao can't do it, no one can. Tang Ning looked at her and raised her eyebrows. He knew that Tang Yaoyao understood what he meant.
Tang Yaoyao waved his hand and said: "Oh, isn't this different? Anyway, the money promised to you is indispensable..."
Tang Ning already understood that a businessman's daughter should not be looked down upon.
Even though Tang Yaoyao is usually a silly, sweet, devoid of scheming person, harmless to humans and animals, in fact, she is also very evil in her heart. Tonight, she not only deceived her into dressing up as a woman, but also made a thousand taels for nothing...
Tang Ning retracted her previous comments about her being a prodigal woman. With a wife like this, who knew the magic of the White Wolf, the life at home would definitely be prosperous...
Tang Yaoyao has been paying attention to what's going on over there.
When they were appreciating poems just now, the discussion was still lively, talking and laughing, but their expressions were completely different from now.
She touched Tangning with her shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Why aren't they talking?"
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"One Cut Plum Blossom" is one of Li Qingzhao's most famous works.
When she wrote this poem, she had just been newly married, but she was facing separation from her husband.
The way that the most talented woman of all time expresses her lovesickness is of course different from that of ordinary women. Her emotions are sincere and unconventional at all, her style is extremely fresh, and her artistic conception is extremely beautiful...
"There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I only lower my brows, but it's in my heart." This is a famous saying that has been well known by people throughout the ages.
As Li Qingzhao's pinnacle work, this poem is a very high achievement in literature. Countless people in later generations have spoken highly of it...
Even Tangning herself felt that it was a bit too bullying to bring out this poem in such a small poetry gathering...
"There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I frowned, but it was in my heart..." Xue Yun muttered these words repeatedly, looking at the corner, her eyes lingered on Tangning for a moment, then turned and left.
Wu Wenting's face turned a little pale. She had some literary literacy, so she understood more clearly that this time, she had no way to fight. Tang Yaoyao had moved a big mountain in front of them, and they would not be able to climb over it in their lifetime.
Her eyes were also looking towards the corner.
It doesn't matter when Tang Yaoyao had such a cousin. Regardless of whether she is Tang Yaoyao's cousin or not, as long as she is on Tang Yaoyao's side, they will lose.
What's more, they look like sisters, not like cousins, but more like biological sisters.
Because they are all the same tall, same------same.
The other people around Wu Wenting looked at each other in different ways.
There was exclamation, jealousy, sympathy and exclamation, envy and reverence. That remote and dark corner soon became the place where everyone focused their attention.
