Dressed as the sister of the runaway heroine

Chapter 123 Pretending to be a Talented Woman
Anything with the word "female" in front of it, no matter what the status is, will always have other meanings.

Gu Heng raised his head and looked at the once magnificent oiran.

Yue Wei smiled slightly.

"It's not what I think about women. I'm also a woman. It's just that what Mr. Yang has learned all his life is not beneficial to women."

Yuewei had never been in the dust before, and she was also a lady of the official family, and she was also extremely talented and knowledgeable.

She even traveled to Dayin with her father and brother, and had different thoughts in her heart, but later her father and brother were implicated in a major court case and the whole family was exiled.

She is even more wandering, knowing that in this world, the fate of a woman is like duckweed.

Gu Heng asked: "What do everyone think, Yuewei, what is the most important thing for a woman?"

There was a faint smile on the corner of Yue Wei's mouth.

"Little girl, if you are my age, you should understand that there is nothing most important in a person's life. If you have to choose one, it is to live."

Unexpectedly, such words came from the mouth of a brothel woman.

Gu Heng said, "Taught."

Yang Youye took out a small kit from his bosom, the embroidery on it was very exquisite, after Yue Wei took it, she sighed quietly: "You still keep it, tell me what can I do for you?"

Yang Youye said in a low voice, "I want to see King Huai."

……

Today the Zhending Mansion is very lively. It is said that a big man spent 5000 taels of silver in the Moon Banquet Building, and he said that he held a banquet for three days and invited all the well-known literati from Zhending Mansion.

All scholars, whether they are famous or not, can come here to eat. For a while, the students of Zhending Mansion, big and small, put down their studies one after another to meet the legendary No. [-] talented scholar of Dayin.

Yang Youye.

A young scholar sat at the table, took a sip of wine, and muttered: "The most talented man in the world, isn't that Shen Yannian?"

Another older scholar said: "That's something you don't know. When Shen Yannian debuted, Yang Sheng's son, Yang Youye, was the most talented man in the world."

The scholar next to him answered, "This happened many years ago."

The corner of Gu Heng's mouth twitched in the private room on the second floor. It cost more than half of her private money. This old man really knows how to do it.

Yue Wei revealed to them that day that King Huai hadn't seen her for a long time, but King Huai had a characteristic, he especially liked to join in the fun, if he really wanted to see King Huai, he had to make a show in the city.

Seeing Gu Heng's appearance, Yang Youye smiled and said, "If you really want money, you can take this opportunity to make money. After all, you are the protagonist in this scene."

Gu Heng took a deep breath.

Jing'an patted Gu Heng's shoulder.

The play they are talking about, the big movement they are talking about, is to package a peerless talented woman, who is rich in learning and wealth in her youth.

To challenge the talents of Quanzhen Dingfu.

The specific challenge is writing poetry...

Gu Heng was wearing plain clothes, with a veil on his face, and his hair was simply combed up.

Gu Heng was only allowed to sit in front of the stage and act as a peerless talented woman. She didn't even need to speak, but only wrote her own poems on paper.

Then Jing An read out.

Create an atmosphere of talented women who are not stained with mortal dust and are amazingly talented.

Gu Heng: "..."

The scholars in the audience talked a lot.

Just now the young scholar said: "The former number one talented person in the world has taken in a female apprentice, who claims to be the number one talented woman in the world, and wants to meet friends with poetry at the Moon Banquet Building?"

"Then I really want to ask for advice."

Just after the words were finished, Yang Youye walked from the second floor to the front of the stage. He said with a smile: "Everyone, thank you for your support, apprentice, come down to greet all talented scholars."

Gu Heng, who was wearing a veil, came out of the room, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

Although she was wearing a veil, she could still vaguely see the delicate skin of the woman under the veil.

The maid standing beside the woman was also wearing a veil, but she was slim and she was also a rare beauty.

Yang Youye coughed lightly.

He continued: "My apprentice is a rare talented woman in Dayin's century. Today, I will hold a grand poetry event here. In these three days, everyone can eat and drink freely, and get excellent works. Compare with my apprentice. .”

Some people booed in the audience: "If our poems are better than those of Mr. Yang, what will Mr. Yang do?"

Yang Youye glanced at Gu Heng.

"If there is such a great talent, so what if I marry my apprentice to him?"

The audience was full of voices, and the atmosphere was so hot that Gu Heng immediately wanted to kick Yang Youye down, but for the sake of the performance, she accepted it.

When he arrived at the box on the third floor, Gu Heng took off his veil and looked at Yang Youye viciously.

"If someone really writes a masterpiece, do I really want to marry him!"

Yang Youye shook his fan and said indifferently: "If you really have such a great talent, it will be a good marriage for you to marry him."

Gu Heng was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but he held back.

Yang Youye casually sat down at the desk, picked up a pen and wrote down a few poems, and Gu Heng took it over for a look.

Even with her extremely limited appreciation of poetry, the poetry is excellent.

But Gu Heng was still a little worried, and she racked her brains to write down the few poems she remembered.

Yang Youye looked at it curiously, his eyes widened immediately, and he said, "You made these poems?"

Gu Heng said helplessly: "Master Yang, you know me for the first time. You don't know my level? Of course it belongs to someone else, but don't worry, no one else has seen it except me in this world."

Yang Youye was thoughtful.

For three days, each scholar present wrote a poem.

It has to be said that the level of scholars in Dayin Dynasty is quite good, and several excellent works can emerge every day, but every time the list is released, the masterpiece of "Gu Heng" will surprise everyone.

After all, it was written by Yang Youye, the former number one genius.

On the third day, Wang Zha appeared among this group of scholars.

This person is a poor child, named Han Dong, who looks talented and has a very high attainment in poetry.

He drank wine for three days and wrote only one poem.

It is a love poem, written extremely expressively, and was once named the masterpiece of this poetry meeting.

Yang Youye is not very good at writing love poems.

Gu Heng was sitting behind the screen, quite anxious, Han Dong's face was flushed, and his eyes were staring at Gu Heng.

He said: "In the past few days, I have seen that the style of the girl's poetry is quite bold and unrestrained, and it does not look like a girl's writing. Could it be that they are all written by Mr. Yang?"

It had to be said that Han Dong had fiery eyes.

Gu Heng was about to speak when Yang Youye said, "Why did Xiaoyou Han say that?"

Han Dong stood up and looked at Yang Youye.

"I have been familiar with Mr.'s articles since I was a child, so I naturally know his style of writing. I am afraid that the poems I read today are all written by him."

(End of this chapter)