My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 342 Good words!

Downstairs lobby.

Some people have already written poems, and some people are still thinking about them carefully.

The maid shuttled through the crowd and began to wind up the scrolls.

Tang Yan'er walked up to the table in Baiyulou in person, and said with a smile on her face, "Young master Bai thinks it's ready, can you have a sneak peek?"

Bai Yulou smiled and picked up the rice paper on the table, handed it over, and glanced at the bead curtain leading to the backstage in front, and asked with a smile, "Why didn't Miss Huayue come out?"

Tang Yan'er smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, don't worry. This time, the little girl took a lot of effort to invite Miss Huayue to come on board. She can't come out easily. If Mr. Bai has a masterpiece tonight, I can make an animation Miss Yue, she will come out naturally."

Then he lowered his voice and laughed: "If the son's poems can touch the heart of the girl Huayue, maybe the master can have a long talk with the girl Huayue tonight."

Bai Yulou laughed, and said: "Miss Tang, don't lie to me. No one in Kyoto knows that Miss Huayue only drinks with people through the curtain at most, and most of them just play a song. Then Zheng Yinong is one of my top three Jiangnan talents, It is said that I went to Kyoto last year to show off my talents, and only then did I meet Miss Huayue and chatted for a few minutes, and it was still outside the house. Tonight I can listen to Miss Huayue playing a song and I am satisfied, but I dare not have other extravagant wishes .”

Tang Yan'er smiled, and didn't say any more. She looked down at the new work in her hand, her eyes lit up immediately, and she couldn't help saying: "Take the wine to the sun, and ask Xifeng speechlessly. What's the matter with rouge? I dye lotus with color..."

Then he praised happily: "Young Master Bai is indeed a talented person in the south of the Yangtze River. This casual work is a masterpiece."

Bai Yulou cupped his hands and said with a smile: "It's too good."

Tang Yan'er put away the rice paper and said with a smile: "Master Bai, wait a moment, the little girl will collect a few more, and then show it to Miss Huayue."

As she spoke, she took her maid and walked to the back, and collected poems from several Juren and talented literati.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, she suddenly looked at Kong Zhe's table again.

Coincidentally, the three of Kong Zhe also looked at her.

Tang Yan'er didn't want to go over at first, but after meeting the other party's eyes, she felt a little embarrassed, so she walked over with a smile on her face.

"Master Kong, Mr. Li, Mr. He, have you ever finished?"

Coming closer, Tang Yan'er said politely.

Kong Zhe picked up the rice paper on the table, and said with some embarrassment, "Brother Li made a song, and Brother He and I have no idea yet."

Tang Yan'er smiled and took it in her hand, glanced at it casually, and said, "By the way, where is Mr. Luo?"

Kong Zhe smiled awkwardly, and said, "I guess I'm a little tired, so I'm going back to rest."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said nothing more.

Kong Zhe was afraid that she would be unhappy, so he quickly added: "Brother Luo probably isn't very good at poetry, so he didn't stay to join in the fun, no wonder Miss Tang."

Tang Yan'er smiled, and was about to leave when a pretty girl in a pink skirt walked over quickly, holding a piece of rice paper in her hand and said, "Miss Tang, my son is not feeling well, so I just asked him to leave." I went up first. But I heard that the poetry meeting has started, and I promised the girl to attend before, so I got up from the bed again and wrote a short poem for me to bring over. I hope Miss Tang doesn't mind."

Tang Yan'er glanced at her pink and pretty face, reached out to take it, and said with a smile: "Since Mr. Luo is not feeling well, you should go to bed early. How can a little girl care about such a small matter."

Bai Ling thanked him, two lovely dimples appeared on his face, and turned to leave.

Looking at her light and slim figure, Tang Yan'er couldn't help secretly praising: "What a pretty little girl."

She casually glanced at the rice paper in her hand, turned and left without looking too much.

Pushing aside the bead curtain, she entered the wing room behind the stage.

In the room, the lights were bright, and the girl in a lavender dress was sitting at the table, seriously looking at the poems that the servant girl had just sent.

After Tang Yan'er entered the room, she smiled and put the poems she had personally collected in front of her. Just as she was about to speak, she pulled out the top two and put them among the few that the maid had sent just now. , smiled and said: "Huayue, let's take a look at these poems first. These poems are all written by famous talents, and there is also a good poem by Jiangnan Baiyulou."

"Oh?"

Huayue smiled faintly, put down the rice paper in her hand, twisted it lightly with jade hands, picked up the first one, and looked at it seriously.

When I saw Bai Yulou's works, I couldn't help but muttered: "The sky is at the corner of the railing, and the people are leaning on the drunk..."

Then he nodded and said: "It is indeed a good word. I heard that Mr. Bai is the best at writing words, and he really lives up to his reputation."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said, "Hua Yue, do you want to meet him? I got off the boat to invite him. He didn't want to come, but after hearing that you were on board, he couldn't wait to come up. He came here just for you." oh."

Huayue smiled slightly, but didn't answer, and continued to pick up the next song and read it.

Seeing this, Tang Yan'er didn't say anything more.

This woman is a celebrity in Kyoto, and it is said that she is the daughter of an official. Because of her family's decline, she had to go to a brothel to support her family.

He is proficient in all aspects of poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and is quite attractive, so he soon became popular in Kyoto.

And because of his noble and stubborn temperament, even if the children of the rich and powerful went, they would disappear if they didn't see him, so his popularity was getting higher and higher.

It was also through her friends that she took a lot of effort to invite her to play, so naturally she didn't dare to force the other party.

"Hua Yue, is there nothing else to look at?"

Seeing that she was still silent after reading the poems she had just received personally, Tang Yan'er couldn't help being a little embarrassed.

Huayue sighed softly, and said: "They are all poems filled with gorgeous rhetoric and empty content. They are far worse than Mr. Bai's, let alone compared with the few poems that have been circulated in Mocheng. Hey, I don't know. When can I see that Miss Qin..."

After speaking, he sighed again, took the stack of works brought by the maid, put it in front of him, and looked at it.

Tang Yan'er didn't dare to disturb again, and when she was about to leave, Huayue suddenly said "Hey", looked at the rice paper in her hand and said, "This work is quite interesting."

Tang Yan'er was startled when she heard the words, and leaned over to look down.

"I advise you to be intoxicated tonight, and don't talk about the affairs of the Ming Dynasty before you. Cherish the heart of the master, and drink with deep affection. Don't worry about the shortness of the spring, and don't complain that the golden cup is full. When you meet wine, hehe, life can be so much."

After Tang Yan'er finished reading, she looked at the name below: Luo Qingzhou.

"Luo Qingzhou? That son-in-law?"

She froze for a moment, and the first thing she thought of was not Luo Jieyuan, but the son-in-law, and she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

Huayue smiled and said: "This poem is still okay. I think this Mr. Luo is also a very talented man."

Tang Yaner hurriedly said: "Huayue, I forgot to tell you. This Mr. Luo is the son-in-law of the Qin family in Mocheng. Which Qin family do you think this Qin family is? It is the most talented lady in Mocheng, Miss Qin." In the mansion, do you think it's a coincidence?"

As soon as these words came out, Huayue's eyes lit up immediately, and a look of joy appeared on her face: "Really? Miss Qin didn't come with you?"

Tang Yan'er was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and the few girls that Mr. Luo brought with him when he boarded the boat suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking about it carefully, one of the girls is wearing a snow-white dress, with a veil on her face, she looks extraordinary, with a fairy air, could it be...

Thinking of this, she immediately became excited.

"Hua Yue, I don't know if that Miss Qin came with me, but let me tell you, when Mr. Luo boarded the boat today, he brought a few girls with him, one of them..."

She recounted everything she saw today in detail.

After Huayue listened, she frowned slightly, pondered for a while, then suddenly got up and said, "I'll go and have a look."

After taking two steps, she suddenly shook her head and said, "No, you can't be so rash. If that Miss Qin deliberately conceals it, she won't admit it even if we go, and she will look very rude."

Tang Yan'er suddenly came up with an idea: "Huayue, why don't we ask a few more questions and try it first?"

When Huayue heard this, her eyes lit up immediately: "Yan'er, that's a good idea."

Then he frowned, thinking about the title of the poem.

At this time, the singer outside was singing: "When will the bright moon come, ask the blue sky for wine..."

Huayue immediately said: "Yan'er, let's use Mingyue as the title. If she really wrote the song "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", even if she writes another song that is not as good as "Shui Tiao Ge Tou", you can see that it is true. Literary talent. But...if she doesn't make a move, then it's hard to guess."

Tang Yan'er thought for a while, and said, "I'll go there in person later, and then I'll play by ear and find a way to invite her out."

Huayue nodded and said, "Yan'er, please."

Tang Yan'er smiled and went out.

She walked onto the stage first, and after everyone quieted down, she announced the next topic.

"With the bright moon as the theme?"

When all the scholars heard this, they all felt embarrassed.

If it was left in the past, this poem titled "Bright Moon" would naturally be easy to write, but now...

The song "Shui Tuo Ge Tou" was suddenly born out of nowhere. Who would dare to humiliate themselves again?

But since it is a poetry meeting, everyone will join in the fun and just write a poem.

Hearing this topic, Bai Yulou frowned slightly, and when Tang Yan'er came down from the stage, he hurriedly said, "Miss Tang, did Miss Huayue read that short poem?"

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "Naturally, Miss Huayue also praised Mr. Bai, saying that the poem is very well written."

When Bai Yulou heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He wanted to ask a few more questions, but seeing that she seemed to have something to do, he smiled and said, "That's good."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said, "Mr. Bai, keep working hard. If this song is finished, Miss Huayue may come out."

When Bai Yulou heard the words, he immediately lifted his spirits.

Tang Yan'er said goodbye and left, and went directly to the second floor.

at this time.

In the room, Song Ruyue was chatting with Xiaodie about making clothes.

Luo Qingzhou was afraid that Xiaodie would tell her what he taught him to make all kinds of stockings, so he was quite nervous, and kept warning her with his eyes.

Xiaodie suppressed a smile and replied respectfully.

Luo Qingzhou didn't have the nerve to go to bed and rest, and sat at the table pretending to read a book.

Not long after, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.

Immediately, there was a knock on the door.

(End of this chapter)