Chapter 33: Poetry Club

When I entered the room, I sat opposite her at the round table; she was

habitually silent, and I didn't know how to speak. For a while, the atmosphere

became a little embarrassing.At this time, Xiao Er's knock on the door sounded, and finally broke the

silence between us-I hurriedly shouted in.I saw her walking in with a tray of dishes, and while arranging dishes for us,

she introduced: "This is the specialty of our shop-lucky fish, rich shrimp,

auspicious elbow, Dengke duck...""The name is festive," I looked at the dishes on the banquet. They were all

greasy and fishy. My appetite was cut in half. Seeing that Xiaoer

enthusiastically recommended it, and he was too eager to dislike it, I changed

the subject." By the way, what fun places are there in Zechang City?""Oh, the sea is gone," I thought it was Jiang Zhuo's rewarding silver that

played a role. The shopkeeper heard the words and immediately answered me

enthusiastically, "If it wasn't for you to ask, the youngest thought the two

were specially for the sake of Wendu Poems will come.""The Poetry Club? It seems quite interesting... Let's just talk about it." I

was aroused a little bit of interest-this so-called Poetry Club is an activity

where a group of scholars gather together to exchange creative experiences and

appreciate and comment on each other. ?I don’t know how Dawu’s poems and songs compare with those masterpieces that I

have learned before?"Seeing that the two of you are from other places, it's no wonder I don't

know." Xiaoer smiled and wiped the table, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows

were full of pride, "This Wendu Poetry Club belongs to our Zechang City.

Traditionally, every year the most knowledgeable talented women in Dawu are

invited. It is a first-class literary event. Today is the last day of the

poetry festival. If you miss it, it would be a shame... If you look like a

scholar, you might as well join in the fun," she said, the smile on the corner

of her mouth closed for a few minutes, but there was a trace of ambiguity in

her eyes, "——The little one has heard about it, this time the poetry meeting.

The rewards are more glamorous than in previous years, and there are more

talented ladies participating than in previous years. They all squeezed their

heads to fight for the top spot!""Okay, let's go down first." Seeing her talk more and more vigorously, Jiang

Zhuo waved her hand impatiently and sent her away.But I was holding my chopsticks and facing a table of greasy and meaty dishes,

but I couldn't start."Why, the food doesn't suit my appetite?" Jiang Zhuo frowned when he saw that

I didn't move the chopsticks and called Xiao Er, "I asked them to withdraw and

change a batch.""Don't!" I hurriedly stopped her, trying to persuade her to dispel the idea of

​​wasting these dishes, "I'm just not hungry... Oh, by the way, why don't we

go to the poetry club later?"She nodded indifferently, the chopsticks pointed at the dish in front of us,

and said without a doubt: "Yes, but we have to wait for the owner to have the

meal first.""...Okay." Reluctantly, I grabbed the blessed lucky fish with chopsticks, and

I bite the bullet and ate it.Under Jiang Zhuo's scrupulously watching, I finally managed to reach the

target she had set, and touched the chubby belly, only feeling that I didn't

even have the strength to get up.At this moment, I suddenly realized that this is her real purpose, right?After teaching me to eat and support, I feel tired, I just want to sleep, and

never mention going to a poem meeting anymore.No, I can't follow her way, I have to look at everything I say... A

stubbornness suddenly rose in my heart, but I didn't want to teach her to take

lightly.Not only did she have one or two points of ambition, but also wanted to make

her understand: Although I am not a hard-hearted person who speaks out, I am

not a person who gives up easily.Just as I am pleased with someone, there is no way to turn around-

unfortunately, I don't know when I can teach her to understand... I'm afraid

it is, there is no chance."Is the owner planning to go to the poetry club?" She rinsed her mouth with

tea, wiped the corners of her lips, and glanced at me carelessly. The jokes on

the corners of her mouth were unconcealed."Of course I want to go." I spit out the tea in my mouth angrily, rubbed my

swollen belly, and gritted my teeth."Really?" She raised her eyebrows and glanced lightly at my stomach."Sure enough!" I insisted, turning slightly to avoid her sight."Sure?" She moved her fingers, glanced at the bronze mirror in the corner, and

sorted her clothes."Definitely!" Staring at the back of her head, I almost doubt whether this

nasty joker is the cold and snowy Jiang Zhuo--could it be that the core was

changed when I didn't know it?"Okay, let's go now." Just when I was frightened in a cold sweat by my own

guess, I saw her push open the door, turned my head and said to me-her eyes

were calm as water, her expression indifferent, one Instantly recovered to the

ice beauty who taught me my heartbeat.Seeing her change in a daze, I sighed in my heart and followed in silence.The sun in the afternoon was very hot, and I just felt drowsy and full of

food, I just felt drowsy, relying on perseverance to move forward; after not

taking a few steps, my arm was lifted, and I looked sideways. It was Jiang

Zhuo's exquisite profile face.As she relieved most of her strength, it was indeed a lot easier to walk like

this. With ulterior sweetness in my heart, I could only manage to control the

curvature of the corners of my mouth, pretending to concentrate on looking at

the scenery on both sides of the street. Staring at her fascinated.When I was sighing how this person was so good-looking, I saw her frowned

slightly and said in a low voice, "Here.""What's here?" I followed her gaze, and there was a sea of ​​people in front

of me, three floors inside and outside three floors blocking the front of a

compound.I stood on tiptoe and barely saw the words "Wendu Poetry Society" on the

plaque—unexpectedly, the poem fair was far more grand than I expected, and

what the shopkeeper said was true.But, with so many people in front of the door, how do we get in?At this moment, I heard someone on the other side prolonged the tone and

shouted: "Look, look! Master Fu is here!""Master Fu? Who is it?" asked bystanders who didn't know why, and I was also a

little curious, turning my head and waiting for her answer."It's the eldest son of the current emperor's master, Ge Lao, who is known as

the number one talented man in the world!" The insider confided proudly, and

depending on the situation, he was also a fan of the number one talented man.——Old Fu Ge, Fu Junchong?I remember that she was one of the old-school officials who couldn't

understand Kuang Xihan the most. Most of the remonstrators who went to the

table for impeachment came from her sect.As an emperor, she is also the head of the civil servants Kuang Xiqing relies

on most; her son, I wonder if he has met me, and will he recognize me?Thinking of this, I couldn't help but retreat in my heart.I saw him getting off the sedan chair from a distance, and walking towards

here surrounded by a servant and a few young women. He was wearing a drapery

hat and he couldn't see his appearance, but from the manner in which he was

walking, he was quite calm as a lady. The wind-but seeing a man so quiet and

graceful, I always feel a little awkward in my heart.Unexpectedly, this Young Master Fu's popularity was so high that the people

waiting outside the courtyard unexpectedly avoided and made a way for him. It

was just that Jiang Zhuo and I, who stood silently standing in the same place,

became the ones who stood apart from the crowd. exception.The people in the back wanted to see his demeanor, but the people in front

were not willing to compromise. Under the push, I became a pond fish that was

hit, staggering and rushing forward, if it weren't for Jiang Zhuo's eyes and

swift hands. After taking care of me, I almost ran into that Young Master

Fu——feeling the arm around my waist, I was stiff and did not dare to break

free, timidly trying to escape this thoughtful confinement, but my heart was

greedy for this temperature , Looking forward to longer, longer...Until the young Master Fu and his party passed by, I didn't have time to pay

any attention, and my eyes were filled with the person next to me."You two are also here to participate in this poem meeting? Can you have an

invitation?" A woman dressed up as a steward at the door nodded and bowed to

welcome the young man Fu and his party in. Looking back, I saw Jiang Zhuo and

I were standing very close to the door. Asked aloud."Invitation? No." Then I reluctantly left Jiang Zhuo's embrace, adjusted my

clothes, and shook my head at the steward-the Xiao Er didn't say that he

needed an invitation to enter.However, I don't plan to go in now.Just as he was about to pull Jiang Zhuo around and leave, he listened to the

man in charge suddenly said: "Wait! This lady, forgive me for my small eyes, I

don't know the jade on your waist...""Huh? Yujue? You mean this?" I remembered that this was left in the bag by Yan

Ke. At the time, I thought it was an ornament, and I didn't care much, so I

hung it up-could it be this inconspicuous What mystery does Yu Jue have?She looked at the jade jue surely, her eyes froze, and her attitude towards us

immediately changed dramatically: "I don't know that the distinguished guest

is coming, and if there is a loss, I hope that the distinguished guest will

forgive me! Please!""Hey?" I looked at Jiang Zhuo for unknown reasons, and she shook her head

slightly, indicating that she didn't know what was going on—then, do you want

to go in?Looking around, everyone is watching us, and those literati who have never

entered are even more jealous. I can almost imagine that if I refuse somehow,

I am afraid that I will drown these people's spit stars.Anyway, it's already here, why don't we leave after satisfying my curiosity?As for Young Master Fu, as a man who has not been out of the pavilion, he is

always difficult to show his face--even if he knows me, as long as I hide in

the corner behind the crowd, he won't be able to find out.Turning her face to ask Jiang Zhuo with her eyes, she returned a "random"

look.Making up my mind, I nodded to the steward: "Let's go then."With the fiery sight of the group of people behind us, under the steward's

guidance, we walked into the courtyard and visited along the road.Unlike the plain outer door, the inside of this courtyard is unique; the walls

under the eaves are covered with poems and frescoes, and the front yard and

the back of the courtyard are filled with exotic flowers and plants. Walking

in it, there is a unique taste and elegance of the literati. .Within a few steps, the steward took us around into a small courtyard full of

flowers.I sniffed carefully. In addition to various rich or light floral scents, there

was also a faint incense in the air; when I listened carefully, there was a

curling sound of the piano, and it seemed that someone was burning the incense

and playing the piano.The sound of the piano is paused, some people are singing at festivals, some

are applauding, and talking and laughing, the atmosphere is extremely active.In my mind, I couldn't help but think of some self-proclaimed literati

acquaintances who are accustomed to the unrestrained corpses at gatherings,

and they hesitated in their footsteps-if I saw something that I shouldn't see

for a while, what should I do?