Peerless little medical concubine

Chapter 25 Poetry
"Miss, you can wear this flower. According to the practice in previous years, as long as the lady who goes to the poetry meeting must wear a flower."

Ning Erlan looked at the colorful flowers on the tray, and chose a light blue autumn orchid from among them, matching with her snow-colored gauze dress today was even more fresh and beautiful.

Today, all the ladies in the mansion are going to participate in the poetry meeting held in Shancheng. The venue is in the largest "Xianyu Pavilion" in Shancheng. I heard that this is the largest teahouse in the city.

There is a huge nave in the building, where the poetry meeting should be held.

Originally, she didn't want to go, but thinking that she had contacted Guan Furan before, going to see him would at least make her feel better.

"It's almost time, let's go."

When the two reached the gate of the mansion, Ning Qingyan, Ning Shuangyu, and Ning Desheng, who had recovered from his body, were already waiting there.

"Third Sister's airs are really getting bigger and bigger." Ning Shuangyu was full of resentment towards Ning Erlan, and now she wants to say something as long as she finds a reason.

Ning Erlan ignored her, there was no need to spend too much time talking to this kind of person. "I kept my sister waiting for a long time, let's go."

"it is good."

Xianyu Pavilion is on the first street of Shancheng, covering the largest area among all the shops.

When I came to Xianyu Pavilion at this time, I could see many carriages of young masters and ladies parked outside the door.

"Miss, we are here."

"En." Xinyue helped Ning Erlan put on the veil, and helped her out of the carriage.

Ning Guoan sent someone to reserve a wing room on the second floor for them a few days ago.The boy just needs to go forward and report his name.

Ning Erlan glanced at the environment of Xianyu Pavilion lightly, the decoration here is very elegant, perhaps because of the recent poetry meeting, the store even set up a circular stage in the store.There are also bonsai in different shapes everywhere.

"So it's Miss Ning San. It's been a long time." A voice behind her made the corners of Ning Erlan's eyes twitch, and she wanted to pretend she didn't hear it and go upstairs.But she didn't want that person to step forward and block her way.

"Young Master Jiang, it's been a long time." Ning Erlan said calmly, looking at Jiang Jing who was wearing a green bamboo python robe.

She should have thought before that, with Jiang Jing's character, why wouldn't he come to the poetry meeting where he could show off?
"I didn't expect Miss San to remember me." Jiang Jing looked at Ning Erlan's indifferent expression, and for some reason he just felt angry!

This woman doesn't take herself too seriously.She did something like that to him last time, and now she can still stand in front of him with a peaceful face!

"Nothing happened, the little girl left."

"Miss San is ready to perform her talent today? Jiang is looking forward to it."

"The little girl is not talented, she has no talent, and my son's expectations may be in vain." As soon as the words fell, she passed Jiang Jing and walked upstairs.A dazzling snow lotus flower bloomed in the corner of the skirt between the turns of the dress, and the cold eyebrows made Jiang Jing behind him frown.But he didn't step forward to stop him.

And Ning Shuangyu, who had gone upstairs first, was looking at Ning Erlan talking to Jiang Jing, and the whole embroidered handkerchief was about to be shredded by her.

"Guan Gongzi, you are here. This way please, Jiang has already arranged a wing room." Jiang Jing turned his head to look at the gate of Xianyu Pavilion, and soon saw a silvery white figure walking towards this side, hurriedly piled up The smiling face stepped forward.

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang." Guan Furan turned the Nuanyu in his hand, and a cynical smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.A pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes blinked lightly, which made the young lady walking by blush.

Upstairs Ning Erlan recognized Guan Furan's voice, pretended to be unintentional and glanced downstairs, cursing inwardly, evildoer!But, I don't know how he got together with Jiang Jing, a scumbag?
The wing room was decorated exquisitely. Ning Erlan sat on the small table in the wing room. There were only her, Ning Qingyan and Ning Shuangyu in the room. Ning Desheng had already gone somewhere.

The doors and windows of the wing room are all open, which is also convenient for people in the wing room to see the performance on the stage below.However, light gauze is installed on the doors and windows, which brings a kind of hazy beauty to people's vision.

Not long after, the Xianyu Pavilion was full of people.A man who looked like an emcee walked onto the stage. "Everyone, today is Shancheng's annual poetry competition. Although the name is a poetry meeting, it is not as simple as poetry. As long as you have extraordinary talents at the poetry meeting, you can come up and show it to everyone .”

What the master of ceremonies said caused the crowd below to discuss in a low voice.In previous years, the comparison was usually with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but this year the rules are a little different.

"The form of our competition is still the same as before. Today, there are flowers in the hands of the contestants and spectators. Every performer will have a bamboo basket in front of him. As long as you think his performance is good, you can send it to us." The flowers are placed in bamboo baskets. The person with the most flowers will win the title of 'Poem Chief' this year. The order of performances is determined by drawing lots."

When I first entered Xianyu Pavilion, the store asked Xiao Er to distribute the license plate of the performance to the ladies and masters who wanted to participate in the performance. Those who got the license plate would write their name and license plate and give it to Xiao Er.

Just now Ning Qingyan and Ning Shuangyu took the license plate.As for her, she just came to breathe and watch the excitement.

Ning Erlan glanced casually, and found that Jiang Jing and Guan Furan were sitting in the wing opposite them.

"Next, Ms. Wu, who got the No. [-] row, will show it to everyone."

Under the expectant eyes of the crowd, a plain Tsing Yi, with two orchids in full bloom on the hair temples, from the appearance, it is estimated that this should be a woman of about fourteen or fifteen years old who walked onto the stage.She took off the veil on her face, her face was soft and round, her facial features were very small, her body and figure were quite like Jiangnan women.

She performed singing, and her voice has a unique sticky elegance, which makes people feel very comfortable.But maybe these young masters and ladies are used to listening to this kind of music, and everyone's interest may not be very high.

At the end of the song, everyone still gave warm applause.

In fact, in Ning Erlan's view, this should be a blind date meeting in disguise.Women can take off their veils during performances without being criticized.

The eyes of Ning Qingyan and Ning Shuangyu were watching the performance off the stage without blinking.Xu felt that Miss Wu was not as good as him, and Ning Shuangyu showed a disdainful smile on his face.

"Dare to come to the poetry meeting to make a fool of myself, I really don't know what to do." Ning Shuangyu snorted softly.

Ning Qingyan at the side lowered her eyes, picked up the teacup on the small table and took a leisurely sip of tea, just to cover up the disdain drawn at the corners of her mouth.

After Ms. Wu sang a song, another young man in a brown Confucian shirt came onto the stage.I saw him waving the fan in his hand and began to recite poems and paint.After finishing a poem, a very freehand landscape painting is presented in front of everyone.

But it may be due to the performance at the front, the first few people on stage didn't have many flowers in their baskets.Everyone will feel that maybe the next game will be more exciting.

"Ru'er, don't you hurry up and get my qin?" Ning Shuangyu looked at the number plate in her hand and then ordered to her personal servant girl while watching the people performing in the audience one after another.

Ru'er took the order, and went downstairs, and not long after, brought in a guqin that was of the highest grade both in terms of color and materials.

Ning Shuangyu took the guqin, with a smile on her face that she must win.She did not know how long she had been preparing for today's competition, and she will definitely not let anyone overshadow her today!
"Brother Jiang, it looks like it's coming to you soon." Guan Furan kept a fascinating smile on his face, looked at the performance off the stage, then glanced at the trademark on Jiang Jing's hand, and said .

"Hehe, Jiang really made a fool of himself in front of Brother Guan." Although Jiang Jing said he was making a fool of himself, the confidence in his eyes betrayed him.

After the lady on the stage downstairs went down, Jiang Jing walked down with her robe lifted.

Jiang Jingben was also considered to be handsome, and the people downstairs saw his high-spirited appearance, and many women were stunned for a moment.

"Jiang made a fool of himself today." Jiang Jing asked someone to take out a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, held the wolf howling, and with a wave of his hand, the flamboyant characters were frozen on the snow-white rice paper.

Ning Erlan looked down the stage.Although it's true that Jiang Jing is a scumbag, his handwriting is pretty good.

Jiang Jing received a large sum of money, and a short article was completed that was powerful but tender.Xiao Er picked up the words and showed them to the audience. The content of the article was roughly about today's poetry meeting.It is freehand brushwork according to the occasion.

"Okay, good words." Amidst the cheers of everyone, Jiang Jing returned to the wing room on the second floor, and Xiaoer also brought up his bamboo basket with flowers, a big bamboo basket filled a lot flowers.

"Sure enough, Brother Jiang will know if there is one as soon as he makes a move."

"Brother Guan has won the award. Jiang knows that Brother Guan is outstanding in writing, why don't you let me open my eyes today?"

"The little ink in my stomach can't be compared with Brother Jiang. It's better not to make a fool of myself." Knowing that Guan Furan had no intention of showing up, Jiang Jing no longer forced it.

Ning Shuangyu stared blankly at the direction where Jiang Jing disappeared, holding Qin's hand even tighter.I don't know if he was too nervous, his body seemed a little stiff, and there was some cold sweat on his forehead.

"Second Sister, why are you still in a daze? It's almost your turn." Ning Qingyan looked at Yan Ning Shuangyu and reminded softly.

Ning Shuangyu finally regained her senses, and walked down the stage holding her qin.

Downstairs, the piano sounded, and Ning Erlan lowered her head and played chess in boredom.Ning Shuangyu's piano skills are good, but the sound of the piano lacks a sense of agility.Just like a spirit beast with only a body, it looks useless.

But she still won the favor of many people, as can be seen from the number of flowers in the basket.

Ning Shuangyu went upstairs with a proud face.He glanced provocatively at Ning Erlan, who was leaning leisurely on the small table to play chess, and Ning Qingyan, who was sitting upright and eating dessert.

Just when Ning Erlan's left and right hands were fighting fiercely, there was a burst of melodious piano sound coming from his ears. Originally, the sound of the guqin tended to be low-pitched, but this piece has a sense of agility in its richness.

What a beautiful song, it is a kind of artistic conception that makes people obsessed and yearned for.

The first half of the piece puts more emphasis on a psychic charm, while the later playing shows the beauty of the stream and mountains, and there are several clear and transparent timbres during the period.The whole song is majestic but also shows the unique softness of Jiangnan women.

At the end of the song, everyone was still unable to recover their senses for a long time, until the sound of the piano pierced through their minds, everyone suddenly woke up, and hurriedly looked around, trying to find the person who played the piano.But just now everyone was just listening to the piano, and never thought of seeing who played the piano. Now they want to look for it, but they find that there is no one standing on the stage at all!

Who is playing the song that hits the soul directly in the heart?
(End of this chapter)