Chapter 302: Public Enemy

“Ms. Ning’er transferred to Qunyuyuan?”

“I have never heard of this. I saw her in Jinfenglou yesterday.”

“What does this sentence mean, “If you don’t see you in the Qunyuyuan, you will meet at Yaotai Moonlight”? Is this poem not written for Ning’er?”

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I heard Yang Yanzhou read a poem again, and after a moment of astonishment, everyone began to discuss each other.

These famous prostitutes don’t necessarily have to stay in the same place all their lives. Transfers happen often, but this kind of thing happens most often to small, well-known people like the top ten oirans, unless It was the old bustard who was stupid to let go of such a cash cow.

Obviously, Hu Ning’er is the cash cow of the old bustard in Jinfenglou, and the possibility of a transfer is slim.

As a result, everyone could not help but think of another possibility.

Could it be that this poem was not originally written for her?

If this is the case, then the “Beauty Song” that astounded everyone just now was not written for her, right?

Think about it. Although Hu Ning’er can be regarded as beautiful, it would be too exaggerated to be related to the allure of the country. I am afraid she would not dare to admit it.

As for the last poem—— Yunxia is her clothes, flowers are her face, the spring breeze blows on the railings, and the dewdrops are more moist and colorful; if you don’t see such a beauty in Qunyuyuan, That must only meet under Yaotai Moon.

This is also a poem that praises the beauty. Compared with the popular “Yiyi with soft waist and limbs, skillful singing and dancing” these days, it can only be regarded as a pornographic song.

The last beauty song, coupled with the poem just now, is definitely a rare masterpiece, but I don’t know who wrote it. Some people even think that such a poem was used in several brothel oiran The body is already a great waste.

“If not in Qunyuyuan…, Qunyuyuan!” Someone finally recovered and murmured: “These two poems were written by a certain girl in Qunyuyuan. Could it be that they are in the limelight recently? Chen Miaomiao of Zhengsheng?”

Among the crowd, Chen Miaomiao’s face was blushing. She gave her ten courage and did not dare to admit that these two poems were written to her. She knew that she still had them, and she wanted to really look like a poem. In that way, can Qunyuyuan’s leading Qing 倌 people fall on the head of Zeng Zui Mo?

After a familiar figure appeared in his mind, Chen Miaomiao finally understood.

Of course, there is no lack of understanding people in the crowd.

After a brief period of uproar, they suddenly became quiet again. Everyone turned their eyes and looked at the woman not far away.

The woman was comforting the weeping maid, and she heard the maid saying from a distance: “Miss, she took away the poem Li Gongzi gave you…”

“Young Master Li…”

In the circle of talented scholars in Qing’an Prefecture, every time someone mentions these three words, they will tremble in their hearts, so that people with the surname Li dare not let outsiders call them “the son”.

Since it is that person, all this can be explained clearly.

Thinking about the rumors between him and Girl Drunk Mo, everyone immediately understood.

Yang Yanzhou was holding the thin book in his hand, and voices came from time to time.

“There is beauty, just like Qingyang…”

“One point is too long, one point is too short…”

“Its shape is like a surprise, graceful like a dragon…”

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Wan Qiliang stood beside Yang Yanzhou in a daze, muttering: “Bullying, this is too bullying!”

Each capital can be used as the finale. It is enough for a poem to turn over by an irritated oiran, and it is thrown so casually, and there are so many throws. In this way, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi are still fighting for the leader …

Hu Ning’er’s face was pale, her feet were almost unsteady, and a smile was squeezed out on her face, and she said: “The little woman just made a joke. Naturally, these poems were not written for Ning’er. I found this thing on the ground, I’m afraid someone lost it.”

Yang Yanzhou and Wan Qiliang had only this book in their eyes at this time, and they did not pay attention to Hu Ning’er. The latter looked away from the book and exclaimed: “Someone can actually achieve this in Yuefu poems, Chu Ci and poems. I’m afraid that I’ll be hard to beat even if I wait for my life.”

Suddenly he said in doubt: “”Luo Shen Fu”… compares the favorite woman to a goddess. The rhetoric is gorgeous and not impetuous. Haven’t heard of it, is it fictional?”

Yang Yanzhou didn’t look away from the book, and said: “Luoshui is the ancient name of Yuanshui. You and I were still boating on Yuanshui last night. Besides, the name of Luoshen is often seen in ancient books. Why is it fictional? “

Wan Qiliang naturally knew that his knowledge was far inferior to Yang Yanzhou. He said that he had, so he must have.

“It’s him, it can only be him…” Yang Yanzhou murmured, a trace of unwillingness appeared on his face, and then he shook his head with a wry smile. In this life, he has lost the thought of comparing him. .

At this moment, the crowd slowly gave way. Zeng Zuimo and Xiao Cui walked over. Yang Yanzhou walked over and said: “Drunk Mo girl, Yang has a request. This poem is in hand. May I have an excerpt?”

Actually, until now~IndoMTL.com~Zeng Zuimo didn’t know what was written in this booklet.

She was also very confused. When did Li Yi give this thing to her, why Xiaocui didn’t tell her, and ——why Hu Ning’er’s face was so pale, why did these people use that? Looking at her?

All the mysteries are on the thin book that Yang Yanzhou handed over.

She took the booklet and turned over one page, two pages, three pages…

The oiran of the past is naturally not bad in poetry.

Gradually, the pretty face started to blush inexplicably, these poems all about me? Is she really so good?

Seeing those gorgeous descriptions, she couldn’t help but think of the scene that night, and only felt that even the roots of her ears were starting to become hot.

Outside the crowd, after Zhu Qing came back to his senses, he turned to the young people beside him and asked: “How is it, are you sure…”

“Oh, grasp? Those poems have praised the woman to the sky. Looking at Jingguo talents, who would dare to say the word “grasp”?” The young man headed shook his head, which was beyond In the areas they can compete, let’s save a little face.

In the field, Lu Qiaoqiao and Liu Yiyi looked at each other, and both saw a strong helplessness in each other’s eyes.

The two of them had been fighting for so long, but in the end, it was all empty.

Including Chen Miaomiao, the few people who are hoping to become the oiran looked at Hu Ning’er, the eyes were extremely vicious, as if they were going to swallow her alive.

People didn’t want to fight for oiran anymore, **** Hu Ning’er, it’s okay to read poems!

Feeling their malice, Hu Ning’er’s face became even paler. She is afraid that she has become the public enemy of everyone…

[ps: It’s kicked out, leave off…]

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