Feng Heming

Chapter 30: Not Envy Is Mediocre

Fortunately, at this time, Xie Xiuwen spoke up again, diverting everyone's attention.

"Dare to ask Miss Gu, do you have other masterpieces?"

When Xie Xiuwen said this, his tone was eager. He didn't expect so many twists and turns, but his heart was restless because he wanted to read other poems.

Gu Yidan didn't think so, she felt that Xie Xiuwen really didn't have any manners, and it was too shameless to treat a girl like this.

Because of the continuous ridicule, the anger in Gu Yidan's chest could hardly be suppressed.

She suppressed her anger, and it took a lot of effort to make the smile on her face decent, "How about this, Mr. Xie, you can specify a theme, how about I use it to compose a poem?"

Didn't you laugh at her?Don't you look down on her?

Then she will slap these people in the face hard!

This group of vulgar ancients must kneel down and sing conquest!
She still doesn't believe it anymore, she can't deal with these stupid and ignorant ancients with her 5000-year-old cultural treasures behind her back.

Hearing Gu Yidan's words, many people were slightly surprised, and then more people became interested in it.

Judging from Gu Yidan's tone, it means that they know they don't believe that she is a poet, so they want to prove it in public?

Yo, this is going to be fun.

The others took their time to watch all this, even Wang Xingjin and Lu Zijin didn't speak, just stood by and watched the development of the situation.

No one spoke out to stop them, and they didn't worry that Gu Yidan would team up with Xie Xiuwen to arrange the play in advance.

The truth is that Xie Xiuwen simply doesn't have the brains to act in partnership with others. The nickname Xie Lengzi is not for nothing.

Xie Xiuwen really deserved to be a fool, he didn't have any humility, and he didn't refute, so he responded directly, pondered for a moment, looked at the cherry blossoms scattered around, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Now it's March Fangfei, why don't we use spring as the theme?" How about writing a poem?"

Those little ladies who were watching the show frowned unhappily when they heard this proposition. This is too simple. Generally speaking, many people will prepare a few poems in advance according to the situation. Which one doesn't have a few spring poems?
Xie Xiuwen came up with this proposition because he wanted to test Gu Yidan, because the simpler and more common the more difficult it is.

Over the years, there have been fewer poems written about spring?The predecessors have already produced many well-known masterpieces, and it is a bit difficult to make a splash on this proposition.

Gu Yidan thought that Xie Xiuwen looked down on her, otherwise why would he make such a simple proposition?

The anger in her chest rose instead of falling, getting hotter and hotter.

Want to use spring to stump her?What a pity, let them take a good look at how powerful her intelligence and knowledge are!

She pondered for a while, pretending to think deeply for a moment, and then spoke.

"Good rain knows the season, when spring is here.

Sneaked into the night wind, moisten things silently.

The trails are all dark, and the river boat is bright.

Dawn looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city of brocade. "

"This poem is called "Happy Rain on a Spring Night" by me."

As soon as Gu Yidan finished speaking, Xie Xiuwen clapped his hands and cheered excitedly, "Good! Great poem! In such a short period of time, you have written this masterpiece. Miss Gu's talent is really comparable to that of a man! "

Xie Xiuwen repeated the poem in a low voice, and bowed to Gu Yidan again, "Young lady Gu is a great talent, so I am convinced."

Gu Yidan laughed heartily, especially when he saw the expressions of admiration on the faces of other gentlemen, he was even more proud.

How can these ignorant ancients resist the greatness of the poet Du Fu?
Worshiping her is just a matter of course.

But on the surface, Gu Yidan blessed his body and returned a salute to Xie Xiuwen, "Mr. Xie is absurd. I am only fluent in writing and ink, so I don't deserve your praise."

Seeing this, Xie Xiuwen showed even more admiration on his face, and praised: "Wealth is not arrogant, expensive is not arrogant, quiet and indifferent, Miss Gu should be the example of today's boudoir."

With such a high praise, the other little ladies are not angry.

Wrote two poems, which is the example of today's boudoir?
When they are dead?
When did virtue, speech and merit be inferior to a person who knows how to compose two poems?

Many young ladies turned their eyes to Zheng Sanniang. In their opinion, only Zheng Sanniang can overwhelm Gu Yidan.

Zheng Yinan also lived up to the expectations of the other ladies, cleared her throat, and interrupted Xie Xiuwen's continuous praise.

"Miss Gu is a talented poet. When I first entered the Taiwei's Mansion, I happened to see a few plum blossoms blooming brilliantly. I wonder if Miss Gu would like to write a poem about it?"

According to Zheng Sanniang, Gu Yidan's talent is only a poetic talent. Compared with Xie Xiuwen's praise, it is a world of difference.

Seeing Zheng Sanniang speak out, no matter what, the other gentlemen kept silent, and they always wanted to give face to the Zheng family, face to Zheng He, and face to Zheng Sanniang.

Even Xie Xiuwen stopped talking, in his heart, Zheng Sanniang is also a very talented woman, presumably Zheng Sanniang is just like him, happy to see hunting, met a confidant, and then met Gu Yidan through writing.

Gu Yidan could clearly feel the change in the atmosphere in the venue, not to mention what Zheng Sanniang said, it was clearly belittling her.

She felt aggrieved, she just wrote two poems and did nothing, why are so many people targeting her?
Did she rob their husband-in-law or kill their parents?Is it worth the hassle?
I don't have the ability, so why not allow her to make a name for herself?

Sure enough, no matter ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, women's jealousy is terrible.

But if you think that you can suppress her in this way, it's too good to think, Gu Yidan thought for a while, and finally figured it out.

Since ancient times, it is a mediocrity not to be envied by others. Her appearance and talent are enough to make all these little girls jealous.

Who made those gentlemen look at her with admiration?
They can't attract the attention of the lords, is it necessary to keep her out of the limelight?

Never heard of such a truth.

That being the case, she just accepted the move.

Gu Yidan smiled slightly, gentle and magnanimous, "Since Zheng Sanniang admires plum blossoms, naturally I cannot let Zheng Sanniang down."

The ending of the second half of the sentence is light, and the unfinished tone seems to say that Zheng Sanniang will behave like a child when she is disappointed.

Zheng Sanniang smiled, but all the ladies beside her glared at her. This kind of needle hidden in the cotton is really disgusting.

Gu Yidan hummed softly in his heart, too lazy to talk to these jealous little hooves, pondered for a moment, and slowly opened his red lips.

"How deep is the courtyard,

The cloud window and fog pavilion are late in spring,

For whom haggard loss Fangzi.

Have a good night's sleep,
It should be Fa Nanzhi.

Jade and thin sandalwood light and infinite hatred,

The Qiang pipe in the South Tower stops blowing.

Who knows when the fragrance is blown away,
The warm wind is too late,
Don't go to Xinghuafei. "

"This poem is called by me: "Linjiang Fairy How Deep is the Courtyard."

"I also ask Zheng Sanniang to correct one or two."

Gu Yidan said slightly provocatively.

I saw that a little fairy asked about the allusion to "Will Enter the Wine", this article is empty.

Also, thanks to Leng Ruobingqing, Nishang, Adou Tiantian, and anily817 for their rewards~
(End of this chapter)