Chapter 28 The First Mark of Out Poetry Beating

Ye Ling’er was the only daughter of the Kyoto Guard Ye Chong, with a great deal of family learning – unfortunately, it was all in the martial arts, so she didn’t fall into an elegant and quiet character. With one of the Four Great Masters, Ye Liuyun, as her uncle, the Ye family’s position in the Kingdom of Qing is somewhat special, but the little girl herself is not an overbearing, brutal person, but is only distressed by the fact that the Lin family’s sisters are sickly every day, and are forced to be betrothed to a man they have never met, so she seems to be in a bit of a hurry.

Some days ago, a few days in the capital between the high family circulated a message, I heard that the Palace is ready to point to the Miss Lin family Fan House far away in Tanyu State, the bastard, this news came out, the Miss Lin family shame and anger, the night and some wind and cold, coughed up a few mouths of blood, aggravation of the condition. Ye Ling’er was at her elder brother’s place in Dingzhou, and when she heard about this, she hurried back to Kyoto, and it was exactly the scene that Fan Xian saw at the gate outside the city.

Another few days, the Kyoto rumor, Fan House that bastard has returned to the capital, just as Fan House young master Fan Si Zhe, are a rampant playboy, this news, so that Ye Ling’er is even more annoyed. She went to see Miss Lin yesterday, found her eyebrows slightly shy, a few interrogations, although did not ask what, but guessed that Miss Lin must have a sweetheart.

She couldn’t bear to see her sister sad, so she went to beg her father to the palace to plead for leniency, cut off the marriage, who expected to provoke her father’s wrath, had no choice but to ask Fan Ruo Ruo over to the house, to see if there is a way to slow down the marriage – originally knew that this matter is unlikely, but had to try a try to do a sisters between a Ye Ling’er glanced at Zojia.

Ye Ling’er took a look at Zojia, a gentle little girl, and then looked at Fan Ruoruo’s eyes tend to be calm, she today realized that the original Fan House has always been known as a quiet Miss Ruoruo, but also a powerful person in the bones, and at this time listening to the other side of the introduction of a famous doctor, said faintly: “No need.”

Fan Ruoruo did not just, smiled and said: “If you really feel sorry for the young lady, let the famous doctor to take a look and afraid of what?”

“The imperial doctors don’t have too good a method, the famous doctor you said ……” Ye Ling’er forced herself to hold back, not to show her disdainful demeanor in front of the Sheriff.

Fan Ruo Ruo explained extremely politely, “That doctor is Mr. Fei’s student.”

Ye Ling’er let out a light yelp, her eyes lit up, and she stepped forward to take Fan Ruo Ruo’s hand, “Then I’ll trouble you, sister.”

After saying some small talk, the three of them went back to the pavilion, the rest of the girls saw the two young ladies looking calm, thinking that the matter had already been settled, so they breathed a sigh of relief, beside them, there were maids serving, and there were female scribes sending the already copied poetry scrolls to the opposite side of the lake.

In a few hours, the poems made by those talented people across the lake were also copied over, and all the women looked through them, occasionally praising them, but Fan Ruoruo supported her jaw and looked across the lake, not knowing what she was thinking about. Ye Ling’er thought of that person, curiously took over the poetry scroll, turned it over from beginning to end, but didn’t see the surname Fan’s signature, asked in surprise: “Where is Mr. Fan’s poem?”

She thought to herself, “Since the Fan family is letting that man come to the royal residence to wrestle for fame, there is no reason to hide it. The female official respectfully said, “Duke Fan did not compose a poem, so and so. Roujia county princess looked at Fan Ruoruo on the side of the railing, the little girl naive face emerged a trace of wonder, and asked about the scene, until then all the women inside the pavilion, only to realize that the lake side of the sword than this side of the lips are not slightly weaker.

Zojia county princess said with a sweet smile, “Ruoruo sister, why don’t you come to see these talented poets?”

When the ladies were discussing, Fan Ruoruo had heard it in her ears, knowing that her elder brother had been insulted on the other side of the lake, she turned back from the railing, a hint of anger hidden in her calm eyes, and coldly said, “These people can also write poems?”

Although the girls had always known that Miss Fan was well versed in the ways of poetry and literature, they were still a bit surprised to hear her utter such words. Fan Ruoruo turned back, picked up the fine bristles beside the ink stone, waved her wrist on the paper, wrote a few lines, and after it dried a little bit, handed it to the female historian, and instructed, “Send these two songs over, and let those people take a look at them.”

The female scribe led the order and went away.

Flowers blossom two branches, each table a flower, and say lake this side of Guo Baokun secretly point Fan Xian identity, alarmed the seat all quiet, the atmosphere between the scene is a little strange.

King Jing’s son’s eyes flashed a trace of anger, think the prince under this group of people really no decency, gently clenched the palm of his hand, secretly thinking about is not to give each other a little lesson, but turned his eyes to look at the appearance of Fan Xian, but also think that this son will have to cope with the means, should not need to take action themselves.

The reason why Sinanbo had asked Fan Xian to participate in the Poetry Festival was very simple: he wanted him to make a big name for himself, to steal the first prize in the capital, so as to impress the Princess, but Fan Xian didn’t seem to be in any hurry at all, which made people wonder what in the world he was thinking about. After the poems were sent to the lake pavilion, a female historian returned shortly afterward, handing the poems composed by Ms. Fan to the County King’s son.

The County King’s son glanced at it and couldn’t help but have his eyes light up, blurting out, “Good!”

Beside the staff Qingke came over, a fine taste, is also frequently nodded: “really good, just ……” he is aware of this poem written by a woman, there is always some wrong way, but think of the relationship between the Fan family and the County King’s family, so keep your mouth shut.

The crowd is curious, have come up, only to see that the paper with beautiful lowercase wrote: “August lake level, Hanxu mixed too clear. The air vaporizes Yunmengze, the waves shake Tanyu City. There are no boats and oars to help, and it’s a shame to live in a place that is so bright and holy. Those who sit and watch the anglers are envious of the fish.”

“Good poem, truly worthy of being written by Miss Fan.” He Zongwei was also sandwiched among these people, his voice of praise was exceptionally loud and seemed to reach across the lake, “Writing about the lake scenery is spontaneous, turning to natural discussion, it is really a masterpiece.”

Guo Baokun but frowned: “the small lake in front of the party, with the gas steam seems not quite appropriate, not to mention Yunmengze in the south, Tanyu City but in the sea, Miss Fan only for the word beautiful, in this natural word but lacked some.”

Jing Wang Shizi, however, saw other flavors in this poem, the so-called desire to help without oars, end of the house shame of the holy Ming, sit and watch the anglers, in vain envious of the fish, although obscure, but still reveals that the author is not willing to be reclusive, want to have something to do with the mind, is a dry visit poetry set – he turned his head to look at Fan Xian, who had been sitting quietly in a remote place, thinking to himself that this poem …… Did you make this poem?

But the poem was really good, so the crowd exchanged praise, and not many people echoed Guo Baokun’s opinion. Shizi was thinking and pondering, someone had already transferred their opinion to the other side of the river, and Ms. Fan’s explanation had come.

“The lake is water, the sea is also water. From Yunmeng and thinking of the East Sea, my elder brother is sitting in Tanyu, his heart is in the river and the sea, so why not use it at will? This poem was made by my brother when he was ten years old, and I copied it out today just to invite you all to taste it.”

The meaning of the words in front of the first ignore, but clearly said clearly, this poem is not made by the Fan House Miss, but …… over there has been silent Fan Xian made!

At this time, the whole garden of scholars looked at Fan Xian with a look that was no longer disdainful and complicated, but filled with shock and incomprehension.