I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 193 My lady wrote it

After Feng Ying dismounted, she walked straight towards where Maomao was.

She was tall and tall, and she had a knife on her waist. Naturally, the people watching the excitement, or the scholars, all made way for Feng Ying to come out.

When they saw Feng Ying coming to Maomao and saluting Maomao with his fists raised, everyone's expressions were startled again.

Feng Ying made it clear that he was either from the army or from the government.

But such a one actually saluted the plainly dressed little girl.

As a result, many people were surprised and began to wonder about the identity of this little girl.

After all, Maomao’s clothes look so ordinary no matter how you look at them!
Which eldest lady dressed up like a normal person and went out for a walk?
People are puzzled.

But none of them dared to be careless.

And the people who were here at the earliest, who had made fun of Youli and Maomao before, also blinked and watched the little girl talking to the woman with a sword who looked like she was an important person.

You look at me, I look at yours, and then after thinking about it, you shrink back.

If this is an important identity, then I and others were joking about it just now. If these two little girls pursue it, they will not be able to live with it.

However, although more people were curious about Maomao's identity, their eyes fell on the paper that the woman with the sword handed to Maomao.

After all, the poems written by the old man and the lady in red were all invited from outside, and not only were they exquisite, they could even be called strange.

Therefore, many people looked at the paper and thought that this might be another song.

Although many people are curious, some think it is impossible. After all, how can there be so many such wonderful poems?

But after all, it’s just a matter of watching the excitement. It’s not too big a deal, and it’s not too much to watch.

Therefore, everyone's eyes were focused on Maomao and those pieces of paper.

Although some people around Maomao and Feng Ying were very curious, they did not dare to come forward when they saw the knife on Feng Ying's waist. Therefore, there was no one around Maomao and Feng Ying, so Youli came over.

Feng Ying looked at Maomao and said: "Miss said, you read these two first, and if you can, I will give you the poem."

Maomao nodded and opened the folded paper.

Then see.
"Hahahahahaha~"

A series of haha.

Seeing this line haha, Maomao's 'cat ears' suddenly stood up, inexplicably angry!

Then look at this line, haha, and the words below, "Just half a month, practice calligraphy with me, and when you practice calligraphy, tell me that my writing is beautiful, and praise me for your efforts." '

Seeing this, Maomao suddenly raised his head and looked at Feng Ying, his eyes became vertical, and he looked unhappy.

From Feng Ying's perspective, you can also see what is written on the paper.

When she saw the cat glaring at her, Feng Ying had no choice but to do so.

After all, Feng Ying went to the Su Mansion from the beginning and was now one of the Chixia soldiers in Lingqi Pavilion. He could also clearly see the relationship between the young lady and Maomao.

The two of them respect each other very much and are very kind to each other.

Especially Maomao, although Maomao often doesn't go out of his way to claim credit, but whenever it comes to, even some places that Su Chang'an will pass by, the people of their Chixia Army can see clearly, and Maomao will go and look around in advance. , check whether it is poisonous or something like that.

Although Maomao always likes to squeeze in that lady.

But that lady
Many times, you really have to look for a run on yourself.

So when she saw the content on the paper, Feng Ying was helpless and didn't know what to say.

Maomao looked down at the second piece of paper again.

It says, 'One thing is not enough, let's do three. I won't let you do weird things, they will definitely be serious things, so promise me three things. '

'If you agree to both conditions, Feng Ying will give you poems.Of course you don't have to agree, it's just a poisonous weed anyway, I don't think you'd be interested in it either. '

Gee!
Maomao clicked her tongue, pinched the paper in her hand, struggled for a while, and then looked back at the brocade box containing Jinbo Xunhua.

want to!

I really want that golden flower, because with that thing, Cat can do many things, and the golden petals make Cat's mouth water just thinking about it.

but.
Just thinking about the proud look of his young lady made Maomao inexplicably angry.

Youli looked at Maomao and asked, "Maomao, what do you mean, mother, the one who wrote Sazi."

Maomao turned to look at Youli. After sighing deeply, he looked at Feng Ying and said with a stiff expression: "I agree."

Feng Ying smiled helplessly, then took out the paper with poetry written on it from his arms and handed it to Maomao.

After Cat took it, he opened it.

After seeing the poem above, Maomao's face immediately showed joy, and her eyes started to shine, then she turned around and walked towards Shopkeeper Li.

The pace is very proud, a bit like the invincible pace.

but
Instead of handing the paper to Shopkeeper Li directly, he picked up the pen, put the paper aside and started copying.

Shopkeeper Li was a little curious, so he looked at the contents of the paper on the table.

But at the first glance, shopkeeper Li curled his lips, what kind of writing was it? It was too ugly!
Although the pen is sharp, this word
Shopkeeper Li curled his lips and shook his head in embarrassment, but he still read what was written.

but
The more he watched, shopkeeper Li's expression gradually changed from surprise, to shock, and then to horror.

But in the end.
After shopkeeper Li took a breath while reading this poem, he saw the sentence written at the bottom: "Just make a copy. This paper is so expensive, so my cat, you can only take the package of medicinal ingredients." . '

Shopkeeper Li had a strange expression on his face.

Because I didn't understand it.

He knew how to copy.

But why is it so expensive, and it also contains medicinal materials.

Are you saying that this piece of ink with poetry written on it is very expensive?
Shopkeeper Li frowned slightly, and was amazed by the poem on the paper. After reading it carefully, Shopkeeper Li even thought of himself.

but.
To say that writing and ink is very expensive
Looking at this handwriting, shopkeeper Li really didn't dare to compliment him.

So Shopkeeper Li felt a little helpless when he looked at this last sentence, but when he looked at the poem again, he sighed deeply again.

And the people around.

From the moment I saw the majestic cat walking to the desk and started writing, to seeing the change in the expression on Shopkeeper Li's face, everyone was extremely curious.

I wanted to get closer to take a look, but because the guys at the medicine shop were blocking the table around the table in order to prevent chaos, I couldn't get there at all.

So the people at the front craned their necks to look.

But I can't see the content at all. I can only see that the handwriting on the paper is not very good-looking. You can even say that the handwriting is really ugly!

But because of this, those who saw it became even more curious.

Because the characters are so ugly, what kind of poetry can be made!

But shopkeeper Li and the little girl with a distinguished identity were so confident, so he became even more curious.

at last
Maomao has finished writing.

After putting down the pen, Maomao put the paper away.

Shopkeeper Li looked at what Maomao had written, looked at Maomao and asked, "Girl, can you read it?"

Maomao nodded.Shopkeeper Li picked it up immediately.

Then he looked at the crowd, cleared his throat with the poem, looked at the people below who were full of expectant looks, and recited aloud: "The mica screen is opened, the pearl curtain is closed, the wind blows away the agarwood. Separation and depression, the golden threads weave the sulfur . The shadows of the cypress trees and the osmanthus branches contrast with each other, creating a calm and peaceful atmosphere."

"The head of forsythia is astonished by the midsummer, and the mint clothes are cool. An uncaria goes up to the moon, an ordinary mountain night, and I sleep in the battlefield. It has been light pink for a long time, and I live alone in an empty room. I want to renew the broken string, but the aconite is white, and the most bitter ginseng is sold. Angelica sinensis. Yes! The dogwood is ripe and the chrysanthemums are yellow."

quiet~~~
After listening to this poem, all the readers were surprised, and then frowned and savored it carefully.

Those who didn't understand it looked at the scholars who suddenly became quiet. Naturally, they didn't dare to say anything. They just looked at the shocked and surprised expressions on the faces of the scholars.

The boy next to the old man was still counting with his fingers, but he had forgotten the content of the word, so he frowned tightly.

Because there are sixteen types of them, six more than theirs.

"Wonderful! Exquisite! Let's appreciate all the wonderful articles, all of you will appreciate the wonderful articles!" Someone suddenly exclaimed, breaking the silence.

"Golden threads weave sulfur, gold threads weave sulfur." ​​An old man said with a puzzled look on his face, "What a great sentence, what a great sentence! The whole text is full of lovesickness, but this sentence only names the pain of lovesickness. Sulfur is " "Flowing yellow" also refers to silk cloth. Golden silk cloth is the cloth used by nobles. The phrase "gold threads weaving sulfur" expresses the pain of the wife at home who misses the soldiers who went to war."

After saying that, the old gentleman looked at Maomao: "Little girl, who wrote this poem? You should be worshiped by me."

"25 types? Or 24 types, but they are words themselves. There are more words than poems, so we can't count them by quantity."

"No, no, although this poem uses many more words than the two poems just now. But its artistic conception and creation are far better than those two poems. Those two poems are indeed wonderful, but This poem has an ordinary meaning, and it can achieve such an artistic conception by using the names of 25 kinds of medicines. There is no defect in the whole text. This is the power of the person who wrote this poem."

"I have little talent and knowledge, but after listening carefully, I really miss the poems. I use my wife's perspective to express my memory for my wife. The most important thing is that I use so many medicinal names, thoughtfully and thoughtfully, and contain hundreds of herbs and emotions. It’s truly a masterpiece!”

"Reciting poems and making lyrics are both medicines and herbs, people, immortals, emotions and scenery. Today I heard three poems with such medicinal names. It's not in vain to come here. However, I think that if we choose the best, the first two are not as good as this one. The three poems are more thought-provoking and emotional than the previous two poems, not because of the wide variety of medicine names, but because of their writing style and poetic sentiment."

"I originally thought that the first two poems were well-deserved, but when I heard the third poem, I felt that it was extremely gorgeous, magnificent and fantastic, and the wonders of the herbs were fully displayed. Today's third poem makes people daydream and sigh. In his poems, family and country, The lovesickness is even more unbearable. Shopkeeper Li, could you please let me copy a copy of this third song and take it home."

……

The scholars and old gentlemen who came to take a look after hearing the news expressed their sincere emotions.

Many of them even took a breath after listening to some people's explanations, and when they thought about this poem, they just thought it was so awesome!

After all, the two poems just now were blown up to the sky.

Turns out this one is so much better than those two? !
The few Imperial College supervisors frowned slightly and shook their heads, thinking about the poems that they and others first thought of. Compared with this one, it was really far behind.

"I couldn't wait until I had used only one or two, and then I felt that the poems I had written were amazing. When I looked at the first two poems, they were even more numerous, and I was already astonished. But when I listened to these poems again, they were not as good as they were." These three poems were so great. One of the famous supervisors said with emotion.

And Zhang Wentao looked straight at the poem in Shopkeeper Li's hand, and was speechless for a long time, unable to say anything.

The old man smiled and shook his head, looking at Maomao with a surprised face.

The lady in red was naturally surprised. She didn't understand it very well, but there were 25 kinds!And with so many people around saying how great that poem is, it is naturally much better than what my second sister wrote.

Like the lady in red, there were too many people around who didn't understand. After all, they were all here to watch and join in the fun.

Looking at so many people, they were filled with emotion. They even talked about how great the little girl's poems were, and everyone looked at Maomao with a blank look on their face.

"Oh, that's amazing. Look at it this way, that little girl will get those few thousand taels."

"I saw that the word was so ugly. I never thought that I could write such a poem. It's amazing, it's amazing."

"The person who just laughed at these two little girls, come out now and laugh at them again."

"My dear, I thought this little girl was just joking, but I didn't expect that there really is such a capable person behind her."

……

The common people said something to each other, with expressions of surprise on their faces, and at the same time, they felt even more unbelievable.

Youli looked at Maomao with surprise on his face, then after thinking for a moment, he immediately looked at shopkeeper Li and asked, "Shopkeeper, what do you think, do you think this poem can get the Jinbo Xunhua?"

Shopkeeper Li smiled and nodded: "Okay."

As he spoke, shopkeeper Li turned around and looked at everyone: "Everyone, today Li asked for poems, but he unexpectedly attracted three wonderful articles. Li was very satisfied with all three of them, so he announced here. , I chose these three poems. As for these three poems, Li will not say more, but everyone who is familiar with Li knows that Li was a soldier in his early years, and was separated from his wife for many years, and later suffered injuries. Later, he resigned from the army and started this business. But when he was in the army, he missed his wife and children at home, so Li felt the same way about this girl's poem."

"Many people here are more talented and knowledgeable than me, Li. However, for the above reasons, in Li's opinion, this poem invited by this girl is the most satisfactory. Therefore, three things must be given to this person. The girl chose first.”

After that, shopkeeper Li looked at the old man and the girl in red, bowed his hands and said, "You two, please atone for your sins."

The old man smiled and shook his head: "The shopkeeper is too polite. Let this little girl choose first."

The lady in red didn't care, after all, she knew what kind of flowers the little girl wanted, and it didn't conflict with her.

Hearing this, Shopkeeper Li also breathed a sigh of relief. He was most afraid that these people would not be convinced.

However, thinking of the poems that he had suppressed before, shopkeeper Li smiled, looked at Zhang Wentao and others and said, "Li is also willing to bid for the poems written by several gentlemen."

Zhang Wentao and the other supervisors heard this, and one of the supervisors, Shi Yi, immediately shook his head: "Shopkeeper Li, just take it."

Shopkeeper Li was stunned for a moment, but he didn't say anything more. These scholars couldn't be more reasonable, and he was happy to get a few good poems for free.

So he turned around and took the Jinbo Xunhua brocade box to Maomao: "Girl, please put it away."

Maomao accepted it with excitement on his face, completely forgetting that he had to face Su Changan directly later.

Now all I can think about is how to use this Jinbo Shunhua.

From a distance, Feng Ying saw that the shop owner was quite straightforward, so he didn't say much and just looked at Maomao and the others.

People around looked at this thing worth several thousand taels. Shopkeeper Li gave it away as soon as he said it would be given away. They were sighing and at the same time looked at the little girl, who was even more excited.

But at the same time, I also began to wonder about the identity of this little girl and the identity of the person who wrote the poem behind her.

Someone who can write such poetry is definitely not an unknown person.

Shopkeeper Li looked at the ecstatic cat looking at Jin Bo Xunhua. After thinking for a while, he still asked: "This girl, dare I ask who wrote this poem? Who posted this poem?" It’s time to sign your name.”

Maomao hugged Jinbo Shunhua and couldn't put it down, with drool drooling from the corner of her mouth.

But after hearing this, I was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Shopkeeper Li: "My lady wrote it."

Youli was also happy for Maomao and added: "That young lady is amazing. What we did today is just a casual thing."

Shopkeeper Li was surprised, and then looked at Maomao.

Miss?

There are many young ladies with outstanding literary talents in Luoan City.

But if we look at the top few, the second young lady of the Su family, the eldest young lady of the Cui family, the Zhao family, and the Mo family, these are the only ones.

Shopkeeper Li thought for a while and felt that since she said she was the eldest lady, she shouldn't be from the Su family, so he asked, "May I ask if you are the eldest lady of the Cui family?"

Unexpectedly, when he heard the word Cui, Maomao's originally excited and happy expression suddenly turned into extremely disgusted, and he stared at shopkeeper Li. At first glance, it looked like a cat with a fried fur!

Shopkeeper Li was startled, wondering if he had said something wrong or if he shouldn't have asked.

But just when Shopkeeper Li was about to apologize.
The sound of horse hooves suddenly reached everyone's ears.

Looking up, he saw a fat young man running over on a horse.

When he got closer, the chubby boy saw the lady in red at a glance. A look of disgust flashed across his face, and he dismounted and ran over.

The lady in red also saw the little fat man and said hello happily: "Li Heng, here!"

The little fat man was naturally Su Liheng, but looking at his third sister, the little fat man looked disgusted.

just
Just as he was running over, Su Liheng saw Maomao.

After a slight start
Su Liheng immediately changed direction and ran towards Maomao.

(End of this chapter)