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Shopkeeper Li saw that the people sent by the red-dressed girl had also returned. He saw that the red-dressed girl had a good family background. After all, the material she was wearing was the finest summer brocade, which could only be used by high-ranking officials. How could the poems she sent back be bad? So after thinking for a while, he looked at the red-dressed girl and asked, "Do you have any poems, too?"
The heroic girl in red held the poem in her hand and nodded to Shopkeeper Li, saying proudly, "Of course I have it. It was written by my second sister."
As he said this, he walked forward and handed the poem in his hand to Shopkeeper Li.
After Shopkeeper Li took it, he looked at it again, and his expression changed. He then smiled bitterly and looked at the old man, then at the girl in red: "I have recited it."
The girl in red nodded.
Shopkeeper Li cleared his throat again.
The people around naturally noticed the change in Manager Li's expression, so they had been waiting for a long time.
I only heard the shopkeeper Li reciting: "Nine miles of fragrant embankment are surrounded by six bends, and the spring scenery returns in all seasons. The wind blows through the vines and willows, and the longing for love is awakened. After the rain, the mountains are green and the rocks are covered with swallows."
After hearing this, everyone was stunned.
The old man was also stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
The boy counted on his fingers and said, "Nine kinds of fragrant grass, six-curve acacia, mountain-green holly, and stone swallow. Master, there are two less than us!"
The old man tapped the boy's head with his cane, and then looked at the girl in red with an apologetic look on his face.
The girl also frowned. She didn't understand poetry and didn't know how many kinds of medicinal herbs there were. But if two were missing, wouldn't that mean she lost?
But after looking at the old man and thinking about it, it doesn't matter. After all, the old man said before that he doesn't want ginseng, so there is no winning or losing.
So looking at the old man, the girl smiled and saluted with her fists.
but
The people around became lively, because this poem was just like the previous one, extremely exquisite. The whole text was names of traditional Chinese medicines, and it was carefully thought out.
Moreover, both poems are about expressing emotions and scenery. Although the emotions are somewhat ordinary, they are all names of Chinese medicinal herbs. Besides expressing emotions, they also present the magnificence and fantasy of hundreds of herbs and the rich medicinal fragrance.
"Can poetry be created like this?"
"It seems someone has written something like this before. I saw it on a tree, but... it's not as good as it used to be."
"If you want to create such a poem, it is not only a matter of literary talent, but also requires proficiency in medical knowledge."
"These two poems are equally matched, but the former has two more words than the latter. Does that mean the old gentleman won?"
"There are three types. There's no winning or losing. But today I've really broadened my horizons. I thought writing about medicinal herbs was just like the [Lovesickness] that our queen wrote. I didn't expect poetry could be written this way."
"Don't drag the queen, this poem [Lovesickness] is so much better than these two poems. Don't forget that this poem is written for His Majesty!"
……
Everyone said something to me.
Those who had written poems before shook their heads and sighed.
Even Zhang Wentao, who had just been very unhappy and felt that Manager Li was a little ignorant of the value of things, was now secretly regretting why he had not thought of it.
Many talented people among them lowered their heads and thought whether they could write such poems, but after thinking about it, they all smiled bitterly, because they really didn't know the names of those Chinese medicines. Even if they knew them, they also had to know the meanings of those Chinese medicines.
"Cat!"
Youli was now completely anxious and looked at the cat beside him.
Maomao clenched his fists and said seriously, "We can't give up yet! Even if you don't want to, Feng Ying will definitely..."
When he said this, the sound of a horse neighing reached everyone's ears.
This naturally includes Maomao and Youli.
Everyone turned their heads to look and saw the tall Feng Ying get off the horse and squeeze in towards where Maomao was.
When the cat saw Feng Ying coming, it immediately squeezed Youli's hand with a happy face. Its pair of cat ears reappeared and kept wagging, and its tail behind it was also wagging back and forth, looking very excited.
Because the cat saw it.
When Feng Ying got off the horse, he took out a piece of paper from his arms! !
Chapter 193 My Young Lady Wrote This
After Feng Ying got off the horse, he walked straight towards where Maomao was.
She was tall to begin with, and had a sword on her waist, so naturally the onlookers, whether ordinary people or scholars, made way for Feng Ying.
When they saw Feng Ying coming in front of Maomao and saluting to Maomao, everyone was stunned again.
It was obvious from Feng Ying's appearance that he was either a soldier or a government official.
But such a person actually bowed to the little girl in simple clothes.
As a result, many people were surprised and began to wonder about the identity of this little girl.
After all, the cat's clothes look so ordinary no matter how you look at them!
Which young lady is out for a stroll dressed like an ordinary person?
Everyone was confused.
But no one dared to be careless.
And it was here that the people who had teased Youli and Maomao before also blinked their eyes and watched the little girl talking to the woman with a sword who looked very important.
You look at me, I look at you, and then after thinking about it, I shrink back.
If this person's identity is very important, then we were just joking just now. If these two girls pursue the matter, we will be in trouble.
However, although more people were curious about Maomao's identity, their eyes were on the paper that the woman with the sword handed to Maomao.
After all, the poems sung by the old man and the lady in red were all invited from outside, and they were not only exquisite but also amazing.
Therefore, many people looked at the paper, thinking that this might be another poem.
Although many people are curious, some think it is unlikely. After all, there are not so many such strange poems.
But it's always fun to watch, no matter how big the event is, or how much you watch.
Therefore, everyone's eyes were now on the cat and those pieces of paper.
Maomao and some people around Feng Ying were certainly very curious, but seeing the knife on Feng Ying's waist, they didn't dare to come closer. So since there were not many people around Maomao and Feng Ying, only Youli came closer.
Feng Ying looked at Maomao and said, "The lady said, you should read these two first. If you are okay with them, I will give you the poem."
Maomao nodded and unfolded the folded paper.
Then I saw it.
“Hahahahahahaha~~”
A series of hahaha.
Haha, when the cat saw this line, his ears stood up all of a sudden, and he got inexplicably angry!
Then look at the words below this line haha 'For half a month, accompany me to practice calligraphy, and when we practice calligraphy, you must say that my writing is beautiful and try to praise me.'
Seeing this, Maomao suddenly looked up at Feng Ying, his eyes turned vertical, and he looked unhappy.
From Feng Ying's perspective, she could also see what was written on the paper.
When Feng Ying saw the cat glaring at him, he could only helplessly wait.
After all, Feng Ying had been going to the Su Mansion from the beginning, and is now one of the soldiers of the Chixia Army in Lingqi Pavilion. He had a clear understanding of the relationship between that young lady and Maomao.
The two of them respect each other very much and are very kind to each other.
Especially although Maomao didn't go out of her way to take credit most of the time, whenever it was involved, even some places where Su Changan would pass by, the people of the Chixia Army could see it very clearly, and Maomao would go to look around in advance to check if there was any poison or something.
Although Maomao always likes to tease that lady.
But that lady
Many times, it is really asking for trouble.
So when Feng Ying saw the contents on the paper, he was helpless and didn't know what to say.
Maomao lowered his head and looked at the second piece of paper again.
It said, 'One thing is not enough, how about three. I won't ask you to do anything weird, they are all serious things, so promise me three things.'
"If you agree to both conditions, Feng Ying will give you the poem. Of course, you don't have to agree, it's just a poisonous weed from a foreign country, I don't think you would care about it."
Tsk!
Maomao clicked his tongue, clenched the paper in his hand, struggled for a bit, then turned around to look at the brocade box containing the Jinbo Xun flower.
want to!
I really want the Jinbo Xun flower, because with it, I can make many things, and the golden petals make me drool just thinking about them.
but.
Just thinking about the smug look on his young lady's face, Maomao felt inexplicably angry.
You Li looked at Maomao and asked, "Maomao, what do you say, Mom? What did that person write?"
Maomao turned his head to look at Youli, sighed deeply, then looked at Feng Ying and said stiffly, "I agree."
Feng Ying smiled helplessly, then took out a piece of paper with a poem written on it from his arms and handed it to Maomao.
The cat took it and opened it.
When Maomao saw the poem above, joy immediately appeared on his face, and his eyes began to sparkle. Then he turned around and walked towards Shopkeeper Li.
The steps are very proud, and have a feeling of being invincible and not recognizing anyone.
but
He did not directly hand the paper in his hand to Manager Li, but picked up a pen, put the paper aside, and started copying.
Shopkeeper Li was a little curious, so he went to see what was on the paper on the table.
However, when he saw it for the first time, Shopkeeper Li curled his lips. What kind of words are these? They are too ugly!
Although the pen is sharp, the word
Shopkeeper Li curled his lips and shook his head in embarrassment, but still went to read what was written.