Chapter 233

After listening to Su Qing's words, Luo qingluan felt some emotion. She realized that Su Qing, like her, was not able to hand over her for power. If she didn't love her, how could she want to be with Nalan night? I'm afraid that he has already forced him to withdraw from his marriage by various means. Even if she gets married, I'm afraid she will try every means to escape and even destroy it. As today, she even wants to spend her life with Nalan night.

Su Yi has a girl's heart of silent love for Nangong Qing. She is so simple and beautiful that she doesn't want to mix with redundant and complex utilitarian heart, or even pretend to be, but she doesn't want to force Nangong Qing.

If Nangong Qing marries such a good girl, she will do her best to him, which is thousands of times better than marrying a scheming woman like Wei Chi Lianqing.

At this moment, Luo qingluan suddenly had a strong feeling that she must match Su Yi and Nangong Qing.

Thinking of this, she held Su Yi's hand and said, "Su Yi, I only tell you one thing. Since you like it, you have to fight for it. The means can be used, as long as you don't violate your conscience. If you really like the crown prince, show it and let him see that your talent and character are worthy of him."

"And I promise you, at least today, Nangong Qing will notice you."

Nangong Qing will come to Juyuan and attend the poetry meeting held by Lin Daru in advance. However, Luo qingluan told him that he would invite Su Yi for an outing today, so he appeared.

He came to see the candidate Crown Princess Luo qingluan pointed out to him, and wanted to seriously forget the idea of marrying the imperial concubine and building a family and making great achievements.

Without Luo qingluan's invitation, Nangong Qing would not come at all. Without his idea of taking a serious look at Su Yi, he would not attend any poetry fair. It's just that Wei Chi Lianqing and others misunderstood and thought that the name of the crown prince's highness Mu Lin Daru, so there were countless young men and women who wanted to show up in front of the crown prince. It's just a coincidence.

Su Yi doesn't know, but Luo qingluan knows that she knows that as long as it is the woman she likes, she can get the favor of the queen, because the queen trusts her.

This is unknown to others.

"Are you really going to the poetry fair?" Hearing Luo qingluan's proposal, Su Yi was moved, but more embarrassed: "I just rejected sister Lianqing and them. If we go again, wouldn't it..."

Knowing her mind, Luo qingluan didn't care: "what are you afraid of? Let's just stand away. Can't there be room for us at the poetry fair? With Lin Daru, even the princess wouldn't be presumptuous."

It can be said that she has implicated Su Yi. If it were not for her, Nangong Waner and Wei Chi Lianqing would not target Su Yi. So, since Su Yi is kind to her, she won't let Su Yi suffer.

If she could show some in the poetry meeting and make Nangong Qing move her heart, it would be the best result.

With that, Luo qingluan persuaded Su Yi again. Finally, Su Yi summoned up her courage and promised to go to the poetry club with her.

"I don't think so, Su Yi. Don't you? Show me a little later." Luo qingluan joked.

"Qingluan, you are joking. I just know a few words and write two limericks. If I really want to say well, I dare not." Su Yi is very modest, but Luo qingluan knows from the investigation that Su Yi's family has taught her since childhood and invited a female husband to teach at home. Su Yi not only knows two limericks, but also does quite well, even writes very well.

Calculating the time, Luo qingluan thought that Nangong Qing should also arrive, but the venue is different. They should know when they go there.

In fact, she didn't know much about the poetry meeting held by Lin Daru in Juyuan. After reading the materials investigated by Yuan Xing, she just skipped it. In her previous life, she learned to play the piano and paint from her ghost doctor's father, but this poem is not at all. Except for some simple and catchy pairs, such as "clouds vs. rain, snow vs. wind, evening photos vs. clear sky", she is completely uninterested.

It doesn't matter. We'll see Su Yi's performance later. Luo qingluan doesn't have any burden in her heart.

Along the bluestone path, they walked in the direction of the poetry meeting, asked two servants of the chrysanthemum garden and learned the location. Soon, they had seen the lively scene arranged in an open space in front of them.

Sure enough, there are many people, not only beautiful and graceful unmarried girls, but also countless elegant young men, scholars, students, princes and nobles, childlike brothers, all dressed in long clothes, elegant and elegant, with a gentle smile, they look elegant, and with the surrounding environment, a scholarly charm arises spontaneously.

Worthy of Lin Daru's reputation, those princes who usually think highly of themselves have restrained their arrogance, hold folding fans, and are gentle. There is no noise at all. Some are just soft words and smiles. Luo qingluan met Lin Daru once. At the Mid Autumn Festival banquet last year, Lin Xianzhu was also invited by Queen Wang to listen to the women playing the piano. At that time, Luo qingluan didn't play the piano, but it still attracted people's attention afterwards.

They didn't get close, but looked at each other from a distance.

Many Lu Tian seats are arranged on the open space, just like the stalls of salesmen. Instead of goods, they are a stack of white paper, pens, inkstones and so on. There are also written poems hanging on it. They swing gently with the breeze and are carefully tasted by the people who come and go. Some shake their heads and read a few words. They look like they have a lot of experience, and then praise them.

There are many such seats, with no less than 20 or 30 full. Young men and women shuttle among them. Sometimes their bodies are covered, sometimes there is a clear sound, and then there is the cheering of the people, a lively look.

After some searching, Luo qingluan found Lin Daru.

The other party is over forty, but she is still well maintained. Her skin is white and smiles. No matter who comes to ask for advice with poetry, she always looks like a tireless teacher and listens to everyone's sincere admiration. Next to Lin Xianzhu is Nangong Qing, and there are several elders of the same age, men and women. Obviously, they are other judges of this poetry meeting.

At this time, Su Yi beside her pulled Laluo qingluan and whispered, "this poetry meeting seems different from last year."

"What's the matter?" Luo qingluan looked at her.

"I remember Lin Daru wrote the title last year, and then the following participants wrote their own poems at the specified time according to the title. But this year..." Su Yiyang took a note next to him, gently took it off and handed it to Luo qingluan: "look at this."

Then, Luo qingluan saw the four words "colorful" written on the palm sized flower sign, and the rest were gone. But in fact, she had already made an investigation and knew the rules of the poetry fair, so she smiled and said, "I seem to have heard someone say that I really changed the rules."

Su Yi whispered, "I don't know. I'm not ready. What should I do?"

Now that she has promised Luo qingluan to perform well, she finds that she is not familiar with the rules. She is a little unsure.

"What's the matter? As long as Su Yi has real talent and learning, he's afraid to change the rules?"

Luo qingluan comforted her, He told her the rules he knew: "In fact, it's very simple. As I just heard, everyone can walk around. All the words written on this kind of flower stick are actually the title. As long as anyone thinks he can make poems corresponding to the title, he can show them to Lin Daru after writing them. These poems are just written. Look, the title 'colorful' in your hand is not It's hard. "

I see. Su Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

She just changed some details. They are basically the same. She smiled and said, "yes, I should have some ideas when I think about it again."

Just then, a loud voice suddenly came from the front. A few girls were happy and surprised, mixed with the praise of the teenagers, and immediately attracted the attention of the rest.

"What, is this a good poem that Lin Daru commented on just now?"

"Who did it? Ah, even the crown prince read it and said it was good?"

"Needless to say, it was naturally done by Princess Yiyang. Princess is the first talented woman in the capital. This poem really has her usual style, but it is better and good."

"Is it actually the poem of Princess Yiyang? Read it out quickly and listen to it."

Immediately someone read aloud, and the voice spread far away. Luo qingluan and Su Yi also heard clearly: "the autumn scenery in the garden is fragrant, colorful and red make-up, pick up leaves and green, and wait until tomorrow is more fragrant."

Just after reading, everyone praised loudly: "colorful and beautiful make-up... Well, Miao, Miao, it's worthy of being a poem by Princess Yiyang. It's really good!"

"It is said that this poem was made by the princess in the time of a cup of tea, and Lin Daru was also full of praise."

"Not only Lin Daru, but also other gentlemen agreed. I saw the prince smiling at the princess. I think the prince knew the princess's talent and was moved."

"The ancients made a poem in seven steps. Today's princess is almost the same. She is worthy of being the first talented woman in the capital!"

The praising voice sounded, and the people around crowded towards the front. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing around. Luo qingluan looked at Su Yi and shrugged his shoulders. "They run really fast, don't they?"

Su Yi quietly read the poem several times. Looking at Luo qingluan, she frowned: "qingluan, what do you say about sister Lianqing's poem? I think it's much better than me."

Slightly surprised, although Luo qingluan can't write poetry, she has read so much in her previous life. How can she remember some. Although this poem chanting chrysanthemums is not a limerick, how can it not be called a good one? Would it make Su Yi's heart retreat?

"What's the matter? Are you still worried that you can't do this kind of poetry?" Luo qingluan looked at her.

"If I have plenty of time, I naturally have no problem." Su Yi was embarrassed and said, "but you heard just now. They said that sister Lianqing made it in less than a cup of tea. The time is too short. I think... I'm afraid I can't do it as well as her."

Luo qingluan didn't believe it, but encouraged her: "no, you're not compared with others, as long as you feel it. There are so many swabs here, and there are all kinds of topics. You just choose what's suitable for you or what you feel. There's no rule that you have to sing chrysanthemums."

After listening to these words, Su Yi also felt reasonable and had some confidence.

Just then, a young girl came up to them and took a glance at Luoqing Luan, but he spoke to Su Yi. "If Princess LAN, your highness asks you to go over, the princess has explained that it is asking you to be alone, not asking other people to be irrelevant."