After everyone read my heart, the villain's family changed their fate against fate

The appreciation of Jiang Zitang's two poems lasted for two quarters of an hour and ended with the praise of Master Jijiu and four great scholars.

Next, the princes and ladies came up one after another to offer poems.

The poems of many noble ladies are worse and more comical than the last. In contrast, Jiang Zitang is indeed a height that they can never reach. She deserves the title of the first talented woman.

But among the young masters, there are many magnificent and stunning works.

Yun Wanning shook her head after hearing this.

[Tsk, the overall level of poems written by young men is higher than that of noble ladies. 】

[This must be related to the fact that in the Dawu Kingdom, men were inferior to women, and boys were favored over women. This resulted in men and women receiving different levels of education and women’s minds not being open. 】

The Dawu Kingdom is an ancient setting, and the bad habits of suppressing women in ancient times were a common phenomenon.

Although there are women's colleges, most of the women's studies are about women's ethics, women's speech, women's appearance, women's skills and other three obedience and four virtues that suppress women's moral standards and self-cultivation standards.

Plus some social graces and etiquette.

In this case, women will definitely suffer.

Yun Wanye: "???"

He admitted that men were superior to women in the Dawu Kingdom, but was there any place in the world where men were not superior to women?

The younger sister said this as if this was not the case in her previous life.

Time passed little by little as the princes and ladies presented poems, and the atmosphere in the venue gradually calmed down from high and intense.

The Lord Jijiu and the four great scholars happily picked out some poems from a pile of poems and sorted them out. They looked at them again and again, nodding and praising them.

It can be seen that today's harvest was very fruitful, and there were many poems, which were very popular with them.

"Everyone, under the leadership of Jiang Cainv, many excellent works have emerged today. It can be seen that the development of literature in our great Wu Kingdom is booming, and talents who are able to escape the crowd and govern the world have emerged in large numbers."

"This is a sign that the country is rich and the people are strong. It is a great joy. I am very pleased and happy for the emperor."

"Next, are there any other young talents who are willing to come forward and present their works for everyone to appreciate and broaden their horizons?"

The Lord Jijiu straightened his back, stroking his gray beard, and looked at the energetic and youthful young men and ladies around him with a smile.

Those with some talents have basically gone up to show off.

The rest are either like Xie Xuanyong, who always keeps a low profile and doesn't care about fame, or Zhu Yongcheng, who is clueless and has more than enough ambition but not enough power.

The former doesn't like to be in the limelight, so naturally he won't play. The latter will inevitably be embarrassed if he does, and naturally no one wants to do it.

The place instantly became cold.

In the crowd, you looked at me and I looked at you, pushing each other, but no one came forward.

Yun Wanyao's eyes fell firmly on Su Qianxue, and her heart was filled with anxiety.

Is this heroine good enough?

There shouldn't be any accidents, right?

Come on if you want, and leave as soon as possible if you don't, can you please stop torturing her like this?

"Ms. Yun seems to be very anxious. Can you tell me, what are you anxious about?"

Suddenly, an unhurried, low and dark voice sounded in her ears. Yun Wanyao turned around subconsciously and saw the handsome and majestic emperor looking at her with dark eyes and an unclear expression.

She was stunned for a moment, and her heart suddenly became tense.

"No, no, there's no rush..."

"is it?"

Mo Yuanlin's eyes dimmed a bit, he smiled lightly and looked away.

On the other side, Su Qianxue raised her lips and looked at the main stage, a flash of light flashing across her eyes very quickly.

Very good, finally no one comes on stage, then, next is her stage, and it is up to her to bring the finale and successfully end this poetry meeting.

"Master Jijiu, it's getting late. Since no one is willing to come forward to offer their work, otherwise, we will declare it over and let the little guys look at each other. Anyway, we have gained a lot today."

"Also, I am also eager to recruit disciples. Let's agree first. I have taken a liking to that boy Li Yuxi. You guys are not allowed to compete with me."

The oldest scholar was anxious to recruit disciples. When he saw that no one was coming, he couldn't help but urge the Master Jijiu to end the banquet.

After hearing his words, the remaining three great scholars puffed their beards and glared, looking dissatisfied.

"This guy is well-spoken and has great talent. He also has a lot of insights into how officials govern the people. He is a rare and good prospect."

"If you train yourself well, given time, you will definitely become a minister of the imperial court and a leader in the literary world of our great martial state. Old man Yu, is it not appropriate for you to rob people like this?"

The old man surnamed Yu smiled slightly, "There is nothing inappropriate. Who said that among us old guys, I am the most famous? Even if you rob me, you may not be able to rob me. Otherwise, we will go to see that boy together. , to see whose disciple he will choose to be."

The rest: "..."

Seeing some of the most famous scholars in the country arguing over their disciples, the Lord Jijiu couldn't help but laugh or cry. Just as he was about to announce the end of the banquet in accordance with their wishes, he saw a light, agile, and unusually beautiful white figure approaching.

'hiss! '

That figure instantly attracted everyone's attention, and the sound of gasping was heard again in the venue.

"Master Jijiu, my little girl is not talented. After hearing the masterpieces of many talented men and beauties, I also want to boldly come up and show my shame. I hope Master Jijiu will give me a chance."

As soon as these words came out, the venue instantly became agitated, and everyone was dumbfounded and shocked.

"Wait, are my ears broken? I actually heard that the famous idiot was going to compose a poem. Is she going to cause trouble?"

"Tsk, it's been a long time since I've seen you. The daughter-in-law of the Su family, who is famous for her stupidity, actually wants to write poetry. Could it be that the outfit she wore today gave her confidence? Doesn't she think she looks good? Just write poetry, right?"

"Hahaha, I'm laughing so hard. This idiot Su Qianxue actually went up to compose a poem. Hahahaha, no, no, no. I'm going to see if someone's sow has climbed up the tree later."

"She must have forgotten that at the winter banquet the year before last, she went to 'show off her ugliness'. It was really a show of embarrassment. She agreed to play the piano with Jiang Talented Girl, but ended up playing shit, but she was still complacent. I feel like I play really well.”

"Isn't that right? It has only been two years. How come Su Qianxue's scars have healed and she has forgotten the pain, and then she is embarrassed again? I would like to see what she can make, and it should be no better than when she played the piano before. The sound of the piano is even scarier."

"Hahaha, I would rather believe that a rooster can lay eggs than I would never believe that Su Qianxue can compose poetry..."

"..."

After a while, there was a burst of laughter from the crowd, and all kinds of taunts came one after another.

Su Qianxue turned around, her eyes darkly swept over everyone present, and she sneered disdainfully in her heart.

Oh, laugh at them, laugh at them to your heart's content, how hard these guys are laughing now, wait a minute, she will ask them to slap them in the face as hard as they want.

[Alas, these gentlemen and ladies are really young, and they are not calm at all when things happen. 】

[It’s really too early to mock the heroine now. Will she get her face swollen later? 】

[Fortunately, the heroine was anxious to express herself and did not come up to make a bet with them. If the bet could produce a poem and let these people who looked down on her eat shit, then none of these people would be able to escape. ]    [Even if you are not so ruthless, you can still make a lot of money just by betting. 】

[Here I go, how could I miss such a big business opportunity? What a pity. If I could talk, I would immediately set up a stall and place bets. I would definitely win the pants of all the gentlemen and ladies present today. 】

[Ah ah ah ah, why am I allowed to witness such a huge business opportunity, only to watch it disappear before my eyes? God, you are so cruel to me, can you? 】

[Silver, this is all white money! ! ! 】

Yun Wan Ning, who witnessed all this with her own eyes, began to complain crazily in her heart. However, after realizing that she had missed such a big business opportunity because she could not speak, she felt so heartbroken that Yun Wan Ye almost lost control on the spot.

What do you want to eat shit?

What kind of pants will win?

My little sister, can you be a little restrained in your speech and not be more bold than him?

Fortunately, she can't speak now, otherwise, outsiders wouldn't know how to laugh at Ning Guo Gongfu.

Also, little sister, why do you never forget to make money on any occasion? He is indeed a little money-lover.

On the other side, Mo Zhaozhao looked at the woman in front of the stage with disdain, sneered, and made a mocking noise.

"Ayao, what do you think Su Qianxue is thinking? Didn't she remember the last time she was embarrassed? Why is she embarrassed again?"

Hearing this, Yun Wanyao's heart tightened even more. Silly princess, this Su Qianxue now is not the same Su Qianxue two years ago.

She can really compose poems that will dazzle everyone.

But she couldn't say it. Even if she did, no one would believe it. Didn't you see that Su Qianxue made the whole audience burst into laughter after she stood up?

"I don't know either, but I think it's better not to make a conclusion too early. Let's take a look first and then talk."

Don't judge too soon?

Mo Yuanlin's eyes moved slightly, and then a smile of unknown meaning quickly crossed the corners of his lips.

"May I ask, girl, what is your surname?"

On the stage, Master Jijiu looked at Su Qianxue with surprise on his face, and the unpleasant memory of two years ago slowly emerged in his mind.

Hearing the comments around him again, he felt a little embarrassed, but he was also worried that he had heard the wrong words and recognized the wrong person, so he asked cautiously.

The famous idiot in Taiwei's Mansion had such a huge disgrace two years ago, so he probably wouldn't come to this place again to humiliate himself.

Su Qianxue looked away from the people who were mocking her and looked at the gray-haired old man in front of her.

"Little girl, Su Qianxue."

boom! ! !

Master Jijiu's pupils tightened for a moment, as if he had been struck by lightning, and his face instantly darkened.

As expected, he did not admit the wrong person. This little girl was the ignorant idiot from the Taiwei Mansion.

Did this woman come here just to tease him?

Lord Jijiu just wanted to scold him for being ridiculous, but he quickly changed his mind and thought, what should he be angry about?

This girl doesn't mind being embarrassed. Just letting her contribute her work won't embarrass him either. Why should he worry about this?

That's it!

In the blink of an eye, Master Jijiu put on a smiling face and pushed the pen and ink in front of Su Qianxue with a smile. This move made the four great scholars who had heard about Su Qianxue's reputation for a long time dissatisfied.

But the academics didn't say anything, they just had sullen faces and very ugly expressions.

"Since girls are also interested in art, please create as much as you can, so that we can broaden our horizons."

"Thank you."

Su Qianxue, who was as spirited as a human being, naturally took in the expressions of Lord Jijiu and the others, and soon understood that these people probably looked down on her.

But she didn't say much. After saying thank you, she picked up the bamboo pen, intending to use her actions to remove the label of trash for herself and smear all their faces.

In modern times, ancient style anchors are also very popular for the sake of traffic.

She has learned music, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, various ancient musical instruments, dances and some handicrafts.

In order to attract more fans in the camera, she specially practiced her pen-holding and writing postures. It can be said without blushing that regardless of whether the words she writes are beautiful or ugly, her posture is absolutely beautiful.

Therefore, as soon as she picked up the pen, the jeers in the audience stopped instantly, and countless pairs of eyes looked at her hotly.

Sensing those gazes, Su Qianxue sneered, feeling extremely proud. Sure enough, hard work pays off. In this world, there are no skills that can be learned in vain.

[Hey, it’s started, it’s started, the heroine costume 13 has started. 】

[This is just a gesture of holding a pen, and it has so many people here fascinated. The heroine's aura is really not enough. 】

[Next, there are those poems that swallow mountains and rivers. I can’t imagine that after those two poems are written, many people present will be enthusiastic. 】

[I don’t know if there are so many people present, whether anyone can resist the heroine’s aura and not be fascinated by her. 】

[There should be some, Xie Xuanyong must be one of them, others don’t know. 】

Yun Wanye: "..."

Humph, there is him, there is him, and he will definitely not be fascinated.

Even if he was fascinated, it was because of those two poems. However, he had already memorized those two poems by heart, and now their influence on him was almost zero.

‘Swish, swish, swish…’

Su Qianxueyu holds the pen in her hand and uses the ink eloquently. Her posture is graceful and graceful, which is fascinating to see.

One by one, the beautiful little characters appeared on the paper. They were as strong as iron paintings and as charming as silver hooks. The Lord Jijiu's eyes were filled with heat when he saw them, and he instantly changed his view of her.

It's really surprising that this idiot girl has such a good poem.

The poem gradually took shape, and Master Jijiu's eyes turned to shock due to the words. Several people's eyes widened with shocked expressions on their faces.

How could this woman compose such a poem?

Can't believe it.

Fortunately, he did not stop this woman from presenting her poem, otherwise, she would not have seen such a wonderful poem. At this moment, the Lord Jijiu and several great scholars were very happy.

Seeing their expressions, Yun Wanye and Yun Wanyao knew that it must be those two poems, and only those two poems could shock Lord Jijiu and several great scholars to such an extent.

The rest of the people who didn't know why were waiting anxiously with drums beating in their hearts.

Is it possible that Su Qianxue really knows how to compose poetry?

"Ayao, why do I feel that Master Jijiu's expression is not right? No, then Su Qianxue can't really compose poetry, right?"

Moreover, you have to do something very, very extraordinary to be worthy of Lord Jijiu showing such an expression.

I still remember the song "Ode to Rivers and Mountains" by my cousin that won the title of No. 1 Talented Girl, but it didn't make Lord Jijiu live like this.

Mo Zhaozhao bit his lip, feeling suddenly uneasy.

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