Daiyu has the ability to read minds [Red Chamber]

I'm so sorry I don't know what to say

Xinyu was wearing a golden light, she moved to Daiyu's face slowly, and then wandered around.

Daiyu held back her smile and turned her wrist, the tassels on the silver-red sleeves undulated, and the parrot flew to the side.

Shen Yunyang looked through Daiyu, closely following the direction in which the parrot was flying, and just stared at it motionless.

He was eager to try to reach out, when he felt the surroundings became more and more quiet, and even the atmosphere was a little cold.

Shen Yunyang raised his head in a daze, and was indifferently glanced at King Shangbeijing.

For some reason, it was just a coincidence that they looked at each other, but he felt a chill in his heart, and even his arms felt a little cold.

why is it so cold today

But seeing the parrot in a blink of an eye, Shen Yunyang let go of his heart and became emotional again.

"How mighty this is! Look at the flying wings, it is indeed a parrot."

The young masters around were thinking about the lord's praise just now, and while scrutinizing the lord's complexion, they echoed in a circle.

"Yes, yes, this parrot looks really good."

"It looks clever."

"It's really amazing."

The parrot spread its wings flamboyantly in the air, and the long green hair on its head swayed in the wind, enjoying everyone's flattery.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes to look at Daiyu, then at the parrot, and said amidst a group of boasting: "Look carefully, the parrot is also unusual."

It's better to raise people

Jin Zi cautiously hopped in front of Daiyu, she raised her eyes and smiled, her bright eyes shone slightly under the light, making the voice of Shui Rong gradually quiet down.

But as soon as these words came out, the young masters and buddies who had formed a circle of enthusiastic praises all paused.

One by one seemed to be strangled, and all the words they were about to pursue were choked in their throats.

They opened their mouths for half a fee, only turning their words into ups and downs of their hearts.

This is the third time I have changed my words

Is your lord a little strange today?

The parrot was originally happy to hear it, but now it clicked in disbelief, and rushed down towards Shui Rong.

The scene became chaotic for a while, everyone had to worry about the King of Beijing, but also looked at the parrot, and almost became a mess.

After all, I haven't figured out what the attitude of King Beijing Jing is towards the parrot, it's really embarrassing for the people around me.

"This parrot is lively. Wasn't the prince curious about poetry just now? Someone has already started it."

Taking advantage of the confusion among the crowd, Zhou Shuanglan raised her arms and stretched out her fingers to point, her manners were both handsome and free and easy.

You can go anywhere for poetry, and if you are more serious, you can go to the stage.

Now there were two people sitting down on the stage. They hadn't been able to squeeze to the side of King Beijing Jing before, so they came up first when they had an idea.

Both sides tacitly set their sights on King Beijing Jing, and when they found that everyone's attention had turned, they quickly opened their mouths and wrote poems to each other.

"How does your lord feel?"

Zhou Shuanglan smiled brightly, and calmly turned the conversation to King Beijing: "Would you like to comment on the poems?"

Daiyu also looked at it with great interest, she still knew the level of water solubility, and the previous poems were still fresh in her memory.

Shui Rong ignored Zhou Shuanglan's words, his face was usually indifferent, he only paused slightly when he met Daiyu's gaze, and his ears were stained with color.

Yuer is so pretty

poetry?What is poetry?

Although they didn't speak, it felt like they had become another world, and no one else could get in their way.

"Miss Lin, do you want to try pairing poetry?"

Zhou Shuanglan looked at the two of them according to the angle, adjusted the subject of the question, smiled and invited generously: "It's just a game, Hua Chaoyi can't refuse."

It's a shame if you fail

The Lin family has been too out-of-the-way recently, which made my cousin unhappy

Daiyu's eyes flicked along the ink-colored font, looking forward to the flow of thoughts in a blink of an eye.

Is Zhou's cousin the child of Concubine Zhou?That is the prince.

And the prince who had contact with the Lin family, apart from Shui Rong, was the one he had seen in his dream.

Daiyu blinked, and when all the fonts were closed, Zhou Shuanglan's face in front of her became clear.

Her facial features are not the traditional beauty, but only with an open-minded atmosphere, and her manner is straightforward and generous.

Even now, when he invites people with mixed feelings, his face is full of openness and directness.

"In this case, Miss Zhou might as well come together."

Daiyu slowed down her words, smiled sweetly into her eyes, and repeated the other's words softly in her voice: "It's just a game."

"I'm making a fool of myself if I want to go there, and no one will start it."

Zhou Shuanglan laughed loudly.No matter what the answer is, she is prepared for it, and this time it will be foolproof.

Before Daiyu could speak, a parrot circling wildly in the crowd flew over.

It hopped on the tip of the branch twice with its short legs, tilted its head and uttered a sentence: "Lengyue burying the flower soul! Lengyue burying the flower soul!"

When this poem came out, Shui Rong's palm tightened.This is Zeng Daiyu's poem, which I have recited several times in private.

Unexpectedly, the parrot remembered it and read it out at this time.

Daiyu raised her eyebrows a little, a little surprised that the parrot suddenly uttered words.

And it sounded a little familiar, as if I had done it before.

Noticing the somewhat guilty look in Shui Rong's eyes, Daiyu looked intently, only to find a line of small characters carefully climbing up.

This is Yu'er's poem

Time to pluck parrots and make soup

This is your own poem?Daiyu glanced at Shui Rong suspiciously, and her previous thoughts came to her mind again.

Why do I have no impression?Have you really lost your memory?

When the people around heard the parrot's poems, they all looked at each other in silence.

Most of those who can participate in the autumn banquet have some poetry skills.Naturally, hearing the word parrot is enough to make people amazed.

"God parrot." Shen Yunyang listened with his eyes shining, and only spit out these two words.

"It's really amazing, I can't get the word right."

"I can't even compare to a parrot."

Someone muttered something in a low voice, and the surroundings quietly echoed.

Zhou Shuangzhi was a little anxious for Daiyu, and after listening to the parrot's poems, she smiled arrogantly again.

She turned her head and raised her eyebrows at her sister and said, "Don't you want to be right? You can't even compare Miss Lin's parrot, who else do you want to be right with?"

Zhou Shuanglan's hearty smile froze.

She had planned it before.Now it's time for me to compete with Lin Daiyu back and forth, so as to show my face in front of the prince.

Unexpectedly, she couldn't take it from the beginning.

Words uttered by a parrot can stump itself? !

Seeing the parrot flamboyantly jumping up and down the branches, Zhou Shuanglan felt a little bored, unable to respond to her sister's questioning.

She inhaled slightly to expand her smile, shook her head and waved her hands, "This parrot is interesting to look at, but it doesn't count."

I can't even compare to a parrot. If it gets out, it will be a joke

"Why doesn't it count? This is a divine parrot." Shen Yunyang was the first to raise his head dissatisfied.

He glanced at Fa in a strange way, and then smiled at the parrot to himself: "It's normal to be inferior to the parrot, but who can be better than the parrot."

Zhou Shuanglan glanced at this companion who was looking at the parrot in surprise, with a frozen expression on his face.

Daiyu smiled at her, her face was so immortal, and Shui Rong, who was secretly paying attention, was even breathing in disorder for a moment.

Zhou Shuanglan turned around, moved her cheeks and curled the corners of her mouth, and said frankly: "I am not as good as a parrot. It is indeed the parrot that the prince likes. It is really amazing."

"However, the theme of the Autumn Banquet is fruit. Miss Lin, as the master of the divine parrot, must be born out of blue."

She arched her hands again, her free and easy demeanor was impressive.

A genuine smile appeared in Daiyu's eyes.Conversational poetry is two people taking turns to confront each other until one party fails to match.

This person is urging himself to answer both inside and out, but when has he ever been afraid of the opposite poem?

Daiyu's eyes turned, and she quickly glanced at the fruit on the side of the branch, and then on her watery face, thinking about the poetic quality: "The fruit is a thousand years old, and the clothes weigh six baht."*

Without waiting for Zhou Shuanglan to answer, she continued like flowing water: "The Qiong cup passes the vegetable liquid, and the golden dagger enters the carved beard."*

Although the poetry is a competition between two people, if someone becomes absolute at the beginning, then there is no need for others.

Zhou Shuanglan was a little stunned when he heard that.

She had believed in her poetry skills before, even though she knew that Daiyu was the number one in Huachao, she was not guilty.

Even if she was right, she was confident that she could just say a few words back and forth.

But it will not be until Lin Daiyu finally speaks out that she will know that she is wrong.

Zhuyu is in front, and I will pick it up by myself.Not only will it not have the meaning of being evenly matched, but it will appear to be a dog's tail.

Is this what made the opponent's limelight?

I actually became a stepping stone like the Wang family

Daiyu looked at the Xinyu in front of her and smiled slightly. She didn't stop there, but took advantage of Shixing to follow the series: "The light cold wind cuts, the good night scene is beautiful, and the garden is chaotic." *

These rows of poems rushed to Zhou Shuanglan's face.

She didn't expect Daiyu to be able to pick it up, and now she just felt that her mind was being smashed by the poems, and her smile froze a bit.

"it is good."

Shui Rong finally gave a compliment, he cleared his cough, and his eyes wandered to Daiyu unconsciously.

Although it was only one word, King Beijing Jing seldom praised others.For the people around, this is simply worth a word.

The son and brother followed the words and praised again.

Daiyu laughed softly, watching Shui Rong's heart words pop out one by one.

I want to talk to Yuer

I can't talk to Yu'er

She was watching the two golden characters swaying with great interest, when she heard Zhou Shuangzhi's invitation in a low voice: "Since Miss Lin has completed the poem, do you want to go and see it together?"

After exporting the poems, the servant girl who waits on the side will post the records of the poems, which are all hung on the board in front of them.

The name of the parrot is also listed on it.

Daiyu saw that Shui Rong's footsteps were shifting slightly, turning back and forth and moving away, even fighting with each other with the words on her head, she only responded with a smile to Zhou Shuangzhi.

Surrounded by everyone, Shui Rong couldn't separate the two of them.

He could only stand still and watch Daiyu leave slowly. After being silent for a while, he suddenly stepped forward and approached Shen Yunyang, with stern eyebrows and a low voice: "Is she good-looking?"

nice?Shen Yunyang's heart is full of parrots, and he is desperately looking towards it.

His eyes were shining brightly, and the words blurted out: "It's beautiful!"

Look at this feather, look at that color, who can say that it is not beautiful? !

King Bei Jing's indifferent complexion became even colder, and the indifference was beyond words.

really!

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