MTL - Joy of Life-v2 Chapter 28 The first record of poetry

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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Ye Linger is the only daughter of Kyoto Guardian Ye Zhong, the source of family studies - but unfortunately they are all above the martial arts, so there is no elegant and quiet personality. Ye Liuyun, one of the four masters, is an uncle, and Ye’s status in Qingguo is somewhat special, but the little girl itself is not a tyrannical savage, but the grief of Lin’s sister’s illness is lingering on the couch. I was forced to give a man who had never met before, so I was anxious.

A few days ago, there was a news circulating among the few high gates in Beijing. I heard that the palace was going to refer Miss Lin Jia to the illegitimate child of Fan Fuyuan in Zhangzhou. When the news came out, Miss Lin Jia was so angry and angry at night. Also suffered from some cold, coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, the condition worsened. Ye Linger was in the Dingzhou brothers’ office. Hearing this matter and rushing back to Beijing was the scene that Fan Xian saw at the gate outside the city.

In a few days, Kyoto rumors, Fan’s illegitimate child has returned to Beijing, just like Fan Fu’s young master Fan Sizhen, who is a nephew of the ruling city. This news makes Ye Linger even more annoyed. She went to see Miss Lin, and found that she was slightly ashamed in her eyebrows. After several cross-examinations, although she did not ask anything, she guessed that Miss Lin must have a sweetheart.

She couldn't bear to see her sister sad, so she asked her father to plead with the palace and broke the marriage. Whoever expected to provoke his father to be angry, he couldn't help but ask Fan Ruo to pass the house. There can be no way to ease this marriage - it is not possible to know that this is the case, but it is necessary to try it, only to count the love between the sisters.

Ye Linger glanced at the soft-tempered little girl, and then looked at Fan Ruo’s eyes and calmed down. She only knows that Fan Fan, who has always been known for his gloom, is also very powerful. The character, at this time, listening to the other party to introduce a famous doctor, said faintly: "No need."

Fan Ruo did not do this. He smiled and said: "If it really hurts the lady, what is the famous doctor afraid of?"

"There are no good methods for the royal doctors, the famous doctor you said..." Ye Linger resisted, not showing a disdainful expression in front of the county.

Fan Ruoqi politely explained: "The doctor is a student of Mr. Fei."

Ye Linger snorted and his eyes lit up. He pulled Fan Ruo's hand forward: "That troubles my sister."

After talking gossip, the three went back to the pavilion. The other girls saw the two young ladies look calm and thought that things had already gone. They were relieved, and they were served by the women around the ring. The female history sent the copied poems to the opposite side of the lake.

After a few moments, the poems made by the talented people across the lake were copied. The women looked up and watched, and they sighed. Fan Ruoruo supported the jaws and looked across the lake. He didn't know what he was thinking. Ye Linger thought of the man, curious to take the poem, and turned it over from beginning to end, but did not see the name of the surname Fan, surprised to ask: "What about Fan Gongzi's poem?"

She thought that since Fan had let the man come to the palace to fight, then he broke and did not hide the truth. The female official said respectfully, Fan Gongzi did not make poetry, how to do it. Fanjiajun’s master looked at Fan Ruoruo at the side of the bar, and the little girl’s innocent face showed a hint of wonder, and asked the scenes at that time. Until then, the ladies in the pavilion knew that the lips on the lake’s side were not slightly more than this. weak.

The gentleman of the soft county said with a smile: "If you are a sister, why don't you come to see these talents?"

When the women talked about it, Fan Ruo Ruo heard it in her ear and knew that her brother was insulted at the lake. She turned back from the side of the bar. In the calm voice, there was actually a trace of anger. Cold and cold: "These people will also write poetry?" ”

Although the ladies have always known that Miss Fan Jia is proficient in poetry and poetry, she still has some surprises when she hears such words. Fan Ruoru turned back and picked up the squatting side. He wandered his wrist on the paper and wrote a few words. After a little dry, he handed it to the female history and told him: "Send these two pasts and let those people see."

Female history led her way.

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Two flowers are blossoming, one for each table, and Guo Baokun, who is on the surface of the lake, has a dark and empty status, and he is full of silence, and the atmosphere between the venues is somewhat weird.

Jing Wang Shizi flashed a trace of anger in his eyes, feeling that the group of people under the princes really had no body, gently clenched his palms, secretly thinking about whether he should give the other side a lesson, but in a blink of an eye, he looked at the vanity and thought This child has a means of coping, and should not use his own shots.

The reason why Nan Nanbo let Fan Xiu come to the poetry was very simple. He wanted to make him a big name and grab a Beijing-style cadre to impress the long princess, but Fan Xian seems to be not in a hurry. I really don't understand what he is thinking. After the poems sent by everyone to the lake pavilion, after a short time, there was a female history, and the poem written by Miss Fan Jia was handed to the county king Shizi.

The county Wang Shizi’s eyes glanced, and he couldn’t help but blink his eyes and blurted out: “Good!”

Behind the scenes, the Qing dynasty gathered in the past, and a fine product, but also frequently nodded: "Sure enough, just..." He felt that this poem was written by a woman, there are always some wrong ways, but I think of Fan and the king of the county. The relationship, so shut up.

Everyone was curious, and they all came together. I saw that the paper was written with Juan Xiu Xiaoyu: "The level of the August Lake, the hustle and bustle is too clear. The steamed cloud Mengze, the Bozhou city. Shame the Holy Ming. Sitting on the angler, there is a squid."

"Good poetry, really worthy of Miss Fan Jia." He Zongwei is also sandwiched among these people. The voice of praise is particularly loud and seems to be spread across the lake. "It is a good work to write about the lake scene and turn to the nature." ”

Guo Baokun frowned: "In front of the small lake, it seems that it is not appropriate to use steam. Besides, Yunmengze is in the south, but Zhangzhou is at the seaside. Miss Fan is only literally beautiful. ""

Jing Wang Shizi saw other tastes from this poem. The so-called "Zi Ji no boat", the end of the shame of the holy, sitting on the angler, there is a squid, although concealed, but still revealed that the author is not willing to hide I want to have a thought, it is a routine of dry poetry - he turned his head and looked at the fan who had been sitting quietly in a remote place, thinking about this poem... Is it not what you do?

But the poem is really good, so everyone praised it, and few people echoed Guo Baokun’s opinion. As the world is thinking, some people have turned their opinions to the other side, and Miss Fan’s explanation has already arrived.

"The lake is water, the sea is also water. From the dream of the cloud to the East China Sea, my brother is sitting in Zhangzhou, my heart is in the river, free to use it, why not? This poem is made by his brother at the age of ten, copied today, only Please ask for a product."

The meaning in front of the words is ignored first, but it is clear and clear. This poem is not made by Miss Fan Fu, but it is... Fan Fan, who has been silent for a while!

At this time, the look of the priests of the Gion are no longer disdainful and complicated, but full of shock and incomprehension. They can make this poem at the age of ten. Is this a genius?

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