Fang Yaoyi tried her best to keep her expression normal.
At this moment, someone jeered,"Miss Fang's talent and knowledge are the best in Chang 'an. Why don't you compare a poem with Miss Hou's?"”
"The great talented lady Fang must have a good poem. Quickly read it out and let us all broaden our horizons.”
Hou Yulan was not someone to be trifled with, observing Fang Yaoyi's expression, she could naturally tell that Fang Yaoyi was not confident, and pretended to be surprised,""Don't tell me the talented Fang didn't prepare anything.”
Then, he pretended to smile." It's fine if you're not prepared. How about you write a poem on the spot?"”
"Everyone, don't rush her. Even if she's a talented girl, it's impossible for her to write a poem.”
"How about we wait quietly for a moment?”
These words were really nice to hear.
But his words had forced Fang Yaoyi into a corner.
"That's true." Someone chimed in." Then let's wait quietly for Miss Fang's new work."”
Fang Yaoyi's expression gradually changed as she sat by the table, but she did not start writing.
During this period of time, some people were discussing in low voices. At most, they were talking about fairness, but there was no way they could surpass it.
In fact, even the officials who were sent to copy the information did not think highly of Fang Yaoyi.
Now, the imperial examination system of the Tang Dynasty had not been perfected, and most of them were based on the inspection system.
In order to select talents from the Humble Class and balance the power of the court with the Seven Sects and Five Families, Li Shimin had specially ordered that all poetry gatherings that were slightly famous had to be reported to the government.
The government would also send people to copy it and use it to select those talented scholars.
Therefore, after Hou Yulan finished reading the poem, the official in charge of copying the poem finished writing it. After the ink dried, he handed it to another person and sent it to the palace.
Li Qin yawned and quietly got up to go out of the hall. He had no interest in the poetry competition. In any case, he had already achieved the purpose of this trip.
As for Fang Yaoyi…
Su Xiaoshan had been looking at him pitifully the entire time, as if she was asking him to help her out.
"I really don't know how to write poetry," Li Qin said helplessly.”
Su Xiaoshan shook her head." Young Master, you definitely will. Didn't you write a poem about Qian Jin Zui?”
In this little girl's heart, the wine that the young master brewed was delicious, the poems were good, and the lantern riddles were so good. He had long become a god in her heart.
If there were any problems, he could just look for Young Master.
"Young Master…"
"Young Master…"
Li Qin sighed and reached out to touch his little head. He suddenly remembered a plot he had read in a certain novel and smiled lightly."Didn't you want to help your Miss?”
"Then I'll teach you a song. You can say that Miss taught you to sing it before. How about it?”
"It must be a hundred times better than that Miss Hou's poem.”
Su Xiao Shan's eyes lit up and she said happily,""Young Master, quickly teach Shan 'er."
If Young Master said it was good, then it must be good. Young Master wouldn't lie.
Li Qin nodded." Go get a pen and paper. I'll write down this song."”
Su Xiaoshan quickly brought a brush and ink over. Li Qin held the brush and suddenly asked,"Cough cough, Shan 'er, do you know how to write?”
Su Xiaoshan didn't understand, but she still nodded." Although I haven't studied, Miss often teaches me how to write.”
"Young Master, why do you ask this?"
Li Qin said seriously," How about this? I'll sing and you write. You can familiarize yourself with the melody first."”
Su Xiaoshan suddenly realized that this was the case. Young Master was indeed meticulous.
Li Qin really didn't have the face to face the little girl who had a face full of admiration. He only secretly made up his mind to practice his calligraphy well when he returned.
Li Qin thought about the tune of "When Will the Bright Moon Appear" that Faye Wong had sung in his previous life. Fortunately, his singing in his previous life was not bad, and it sounded acceptable when he sang it.
"Young Master, where is this tune from? Why is it so nice?”Su Xiaoshan's eyes sparkled as she listened, but the paper was clean.
After spending some time with him, Su Xiaoshan gradually realized that there were often some mysterious and interesting things about him.
Li Qin looked at Su Xiaoshan helplessly and said with a laugh,""You still don't remember the lines? Your young miss is probably worried to death inside.”
Su Xiaoshan seemed to have woken up from a dream. She cried out in surprise and hurriedly said,"Young Master, sing it again. This time, Shan 'er will definitely not forget it.”
As Li Qin sang softly, the neat and beautiful words jumped onto the paper with the brush.
It was neat and good-looking. Although it was a far cry from everyone else's writing style, this sentence was equally applicable to Li Qin and Su Xiaoshan's writing.
Li Qin couldn't help but sweat a little. He became even more determined to practice his calligraphy. At the very least, he had to be stronger than this little girl. He couldn't destroy his image in the little girl's heart!
Li Qin smiled at Su Xiaoshan and said,""I'll sing a line, and you can learn a line, okay?”
Su Xiaoshan nodded vigorously and read the paper carefully.
Young Master's singing was so good that he naturally had to learn it.
" When will the bright moon appear? I'll ask the blue sky for wine…"
"I wonder what year it is in the palace in the sky…"
It had to be said that Su Xiaoshan was indeed very talented in singing. Her voice swayed in Li Qin's ears, and her voice was light and melodious, like the gurgling water in a mountain stream.
Li Qin lost his focus for a moment, his gaze fixed on the full moon in the distance.
He wondered if it was also a full moon in China now, if his parents were so worried that their heads turned white, and if his little brother would be clamoring to find his brother again.
The Gundam that he had promised to give him should have already been obtained by now.
Li Qin didn't know what other transmigrators would think at this time, but now he only had one thought, and that was homesickness.
"I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think of my hometown.”
Unknowingly, one or two drops of tears blurred his vision.
"Young Master, Young Master…"
Li Qin suddenly came back to his senses and cleverly concealed his emotions. He chuckled and said,"You sang very well. Go in and help your miss.”
Su Xiaoshan looked at Li Qin in surprise. Young Master's eyes seemed to be red. She remembered that Young Miss had said that Young Master didn't seem to have any relatives. He must be homesick.
Su Xiaoshan didn't say it out loud. It was an embarrassing thing. She bowed and thanked him seriously.
He could only secretly remember it in his heart and spend more time with Young Master in the future.
At the very least, he wouldn't be so lonely.
"Fang Yaoyi, it's been so long, why haven't you started writing?”
"Could it be that you can't write a poem?”
As soon as he finished speaking, not only did Fang Yaoyi's expression turn ugly, even the faces of those who were on good terms with Fang Yaoyi darkened.
This Hou Yulan wanted to directly make Fang Yaoyi's reputation fall to the ground.
The official in charge of copying frowned slightly. If Fang Yaoyi could not compose a better poem than Hou Yulan today, then it would have a huge impact on her talent and reputation.
Even if it was equal, it was impossible because you were the number one talented woman in Chang 'an.
Fang Yaoyi had nowhere to retreat and started to grind the ink.
At this moment, Su Xiaoshan suddenly ran over happily with a piece of paper.
"Who said that my young miss can't write poems?”
"The poem my young miss wrote is not only better than yours, but she can also sing it!”
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