Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2324 Make a fool of yourself (one more)
At this time, Han Ruyi, who led the gaze, spoke again.

However, these words were still spoken to Mrs. Lin.

"Mrs. Lin, that girl came with Master Mu."

"I don't know which family the girl is from, but since she can come here, she must be either rich or expensive,"

"In the Ode to Spring Poetry Contest just now, that girl hasn't participated yet. Ruyi is the first one, so I feel guilty!" Han Ruyi said.

On the side, another lady from the official family who came with Han Ruyi hurriedly echoed: "That's right, since you're here, even a maid will have a chance to show you her work for a discussion."

Han Ruyi continued: "Mrs. Lin, how about asking that girl to recite a song too!"

Madam Lin set her sights on Yang Ruoqing and looked at her again.

Previously, I only glanced at it from a distance through the bead curtain, and felt that this woman was relatively clean and elegant, and looked more comfortable.

After entering the elegant room, there were too many people, and I was busy hosting the Dou Wenhui, so I only nodded and said hello to Master Mu from a distance, and didn't communicate with the girl at all.

Mrs. Lin said to Yang Ruoqing gently: "Miss, have you asked your name yet? Which family is the girl from?"

Hearing Mrs. Lin's question, Yang Ruoqin quickly put down the pastry in his hand and stood up.

She responded with a smile: "Hi Ma'am, my surname is Yang. I came from a small place outside the capital city. I am a friend of Lord Mu."

Mrs. Lin nodded with a smile.

"Miss Yang, since you are here at the poetry meeting today, I wonder if you are interested in making an impromptu poem for entertainment?" Mrs. Lin asked.

"what?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Over there, Han Ruyi accepted Mrs. Lin's words, and said to Yang Ruoqing sincerely, "Master Mu is a great talent. As his friend, Ms. Yang must also be very talented, right?"

"We all really want to hear Ms. Yang's masterpiece, Ms. Yang, why don't you give us a chance?" Han Ruyi continued.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Han Ruyi and saw through her thoughts at a glance.

No wonder he laughed so weirdly before, after a long time, he was waiting here?
Yang Ruoqing intentionally put on an embarrassing look, so that people could tell at a glance that she was not good at this.

Mrs. Lin turned her gaze, and smoothed things over with a smile: "For things like poetry, it depends on your interest, let alone force it."

"If Miss Yang isn't in the mood right now, don't be in a hurry, just sit down first, it's okay." Madam Lin said.

Yang Ruoqing was quite satisfied with this Mrs. Lin.

He will not force others to make things difficult, and he is also aware of current affairs, considers the overall situation, and knows how to take care of other people's face.

However, some women won't.

Even deliberately finding fault.

Well, Han Ruyi's voice followed closely behind.

"There is a saying that things gather like creatures and people are divided into groups. Since Ms. Yang is a friend of Mrs. Mu, and she entered the poetry and prose meeting together, she must have some tricks!" Han Ruyi deliberately raised her voice.

She also turned her head and asked the lady who came with her beside her: "Miss Fang, do you think an illiterate person would casually come to this kind of place and participate in this kind of poetry meeting?"

Miss Fang quickly shook her head and said loudly, "That's definitely not the case. Even the maids we brought here don't know how to compose poetry, but they are familiar with it."

"If you can't do it, you can memorize two capitals!" Miss Fang said.

Han Ruyi laughed again, and continued: "Miss Yang, don't be arrogant, and quickly recite a few lines, let us all appreciate it, I have listened with all my ears!"

Han Ruyi's aggressive look was clearly seen by everyone present.

However, even though there were a few young ladies who felt that this was inappropriate, they did not dare to stand up for Yang Ruoqing.

Everyone knows that Han Ruyi is the daughter-in-law of the Grand Master's Mansion and the niece of the current empress.

According to gossip in the circle, the empress intends to betroth Han Ruyi to a certain prince as a concubine.

Maybe, Han Ruyi will be the mistress of the East Palace in the future, the next queen, and no one dares to offend her easily.

As for Mrs. Lin, the host, she looked at Han Ruyi with a little more displeasure.

But Mrs. Lin's expression soon returned to normal, and she did not make a sound to stop Han Ruyi after the matter was over.

Because, she herself was somewhat curious about Yang Ruoqing.

I also want to see if this girl is really clueless, and she just came here to eat pastries!

Here, seeing the situation like this, Mu Zichuan stood up.

"Everyone, my friend doesn't like reciting poems and composing Fu very much, how about I make one for her?" Mu Zichuan said.

He knew that Yang Ruoqing didn't go to school seriously since she was a child. Although she could read some characters, she learned them from Old Yang Tou and Uncle Yang.

Because the children of Lao Yang's family will learn to read and write.

At this moment, these people can really think of asking Qing'er to write a poem.

Hearing that Mu Zichuan wanted to write a poem for Yang Ruoqing, Han Ruyi was the first to refuse.

"Master Mu, are you too impatient to protect yourself?" She asked with a smile.

"Today, it's a poetry and prose meeting, and the participants are all famous ladies from all over the capital."

"We women are having fun together, and it's not good for you to meddle with a man?"

"Or... are you deliberately wanting to show off in front of us women in the inner house because you are a Tanhualang and full of knowledge? Hey!"

Han Ruyi deliberately sighed and shook his head.

This made Mu Zichuan very embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing gently tugged at his sleeve, and said: "It's okay, I'll do it myself, isn't it just memorizing a doggerel, I will!"

Looking at her innocent eyes, Mu Zichuan couldn't laugh or cry.

In the ordinary world, Qing'er can also recite a few doggerel poems circulated in the countryside to cope with it.

But what is this place?Beijing!

A poetry meeting held by Mrs. Lin from Rongge's hometown.

To put it bluntly, which of the women who can come here has not studied since childhood?

For them, writing poetry is as familiar as the girls in the village picking vegetables in the vegetable garden.

That's what they play!

"I'm going to say goodbye to Mrs. Lin, let's go!" Mu Zichuan said.

This place is not suitable for them. Han Ruyi obviously planted hatred for the shop last time, so she deliberately wanted Qing'er to make a fool of herself here.

He can't let Qing'er be ridiculed, even if he offends the family represented by this group of ladies, he will take Qing'er away.

As soon as Mu Zichuan lifted his foot, he was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing.

"What's the rush? I'm suddenly full of thoughts, and I want to write a poem!" She smiled and winked at him, signaling him to be calm.

Mu Zichuan was stunned for a moment. He suddenly understood something in her bright eyes.

(End of this chapter)