Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 121 Gu Lang
"So, Changquan, do you want to come with me?"

Shen Li, unaware that he had already revealed part of his family background, continued to persuade, "I've heard that the polo club organized by the Yongchang Earl's Mansion is the most fun in the entire capital!"

"There, you can not only see ladies from prestigious families skilled in this art playing ball, but also participate in poetry gatherings with the most talented men of the time!"

"Moreover, if one can perform well at the poetry gathering, that would truly be considered instant fame!"

A strange glint appeared in Shen Li's eyes: "Even if we can't become famous throughout the world, at least we can become famous in the capital. Who knows, it might even reach the ears of the Emperor!"

In fact, polo clubs are not just about playing polo. In addition, there are poetry gatherings and banquets specially prepared for talented scholars and famous Confucian scholars. They use poetry as wine and prose as swords, drinking and playing at the same time, which adds a lot of fun.

Hearing Shen Li's high praise, Sheng Changquan naturally became interested as well.

"In that case, I'd be happy to see it!"

Sheng Changquan did not refuse and immediately agreed.

"it is good!"

Shen Li cheered loudly, appearing very pleased!
No, it should be said that he was even more excited than Sheng Changquan!

"Changquan, the polo field is located in Wutongpo. Let's change our route and go there quickly."

"Ah."

Sheng Changquan nodded, then instructed Xu Changqing outside, "Changqing, let's not go back for now, let's change our route to Wutong Slope!"

"Yes, son!"

Xu Changqing was not surprised by Sheng Changquan's decision. After all, Shen Li's loud voice could be heard even by him outside the car. He responded loudly from outside the car, then turned the reins, changed direction, and continued to speed away.

After all, Wutongpo is extremely famous for people living in the capital, and very few people don't know it.

……

Wutongpo.

"Sister Yanran, how are you doing at home?"

Minglan and Yanran quietly hid in a corner of the polo field, huddled together, holding hands and whispering to each other.

"Is your stepmother still making things difficult for you?"

Minglan asked tentatively and cautiously.

"Ha, when has she ever stopped making things difficult for me?"

Yanran's smiling face suddenly changed, revealing a heartbreaking sadness.

"Sister Yanran!"

Minglan also felt a little reluctant. She secretly squeezed Yanran's palm, as if to convey strength and courage to her.

"It's alright, Minglan!"

Yanran smiled sadly: "I've long since gotten used to this house!"

"If it weren't for my grandparents protecting me, I probably wouldn't have been able to stay here for even a moment!"

"Moreover, if it weren't for my mother's dying wish that I live well, I certainly wouldn't have survived!"

At this point, Yanran couldn't hold back any longer!

"Minglan, do you know that they not only deliberately withheld my monthly allowance and meals, but what's worse, they even stole my mother's belongings!"

"It's ruined me, it's ruined me... Now I barely have any thoughts left to think about my deceased mother!"

Yanran recalled her kind mother's voice and smile, and a wave of grievance washed over her, causing tears to stream down her face.

"Sister Yanran..."

Seeing her best friend so sad, Minglan felt the same way and for a moment she thought of Wei Xiaoniang.

“Minglan…”

Yanran choked up, tears streaming down her face, and her words were choked with difficulty.

"Sister Yanran, don't cry. If you cry, then... then I... want to cry too!" Minglan said, quite pathetically.

“Minglan…”

In an instant, the two sisters huddled together, hugging each other and crying their hearts out.

……

On the other hand, Mo Lan did not share such grief, after all, her stepmother was still alive.

Right now, she is holding a round fan and looking around.

She was searching for her brother Yuan Ruo, hoping to find him. Of course, it wasn't just Qi Heng; any outstanding son of a noble family was a target of her search.

Even Liang Han, the "nothing special" Liang Liu Gongzi, was Mo Lan's backup option.

However, Mo Lan's first choice is still Qi Heng.

"Huh? That's strange, where's Brother Yuan Ruo?"

Mo Lan asked in confusion, "Could it be that Brother Yuan Ruo isn't coming today?"

"But didn't I hear that Brother Yuanruo would definitely come?"

Mo Lan had specifically asked around and learned that Qi Heng would be at this polo match, which is why she was searching so intently. However, her two big eyes were wide open like searchlights, staring blankly at everyone in front of her, but she still found nothing.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Mo Lan's eyes lit up!
She saw Qi Heng.

"Brother Yuanruo!"

"Brother Yuanruo!"

Immediately, Mo Lan disregarded whether the other party could hear her or not, and opened her mouth and waved her hand to signal Qi Heng, trying to get a reply from him.

Unfortunately!
Qi Heng ignored him completely and walked straight towards a corner of the polo field.

And there, it was none other than where Minglan and Yanran were.

"Yuanruo..."

As Qi Heng walked further and further away, Mo Lan finally understood where his footsteps were heading.

"There?"

Mo Lan's expression shifted between light and dark as she suddenly realized that what her mistress had said might very well be true!

That is, Qi Heng really has special feelings for Minglan, otherwise, why would he have this attitude?

"No, no, how could Brother Yuanruo fall for a silly girl like Minglan?"

"Impossible, it can't be..."

Mo Lan twisted her handkerchief in her hands, her face full of resentment!

His appearance was even uglier than the clowns in a play; it was truly unbearable to look at!
No one noticed any of this except for someone on a high platform not far from Mo Lan.

……

"Gu Lang, what are you looking at?"

On the high platform, several men and women sat together, laughing, drinking fine wine, and talking loudly, looking very happy. Among them, a beautiful woman with light makeup smiled and asked the handsome young man leaning against her.

"But which noble lady has caught the eye of Master Gu?"

The beautiful woman's words carried an indescribable charm, yet this charm was unconventional, bringing pleasure without a hint of impropriety.

"Haha! Is Chief Wei jealous?"

The man didn't answer, but turned his head and teased with a smile, "Master Wei, don't worry, I, Gu Tingye, only like you, my beautiful flower. As for the others, they are all completely untouched!"

This playboy, leaning against a group of flowers, is none other than Gu Tingye, who helped Minglan when they were children.

(End of this chapter)