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Time passed little by little, and Zhou Yuqing's plum blossoms were gradually completed.

Everyone's screams of surprise were heard. At this moment, no one would doubt his level as a disciple of Master Ye Xiangwen.

However, he did not stop, and started to write a poem in the blank space: "Don't compare automation with makeup, who is like white neon clothes. It is uniquely quiet and natural, and don't go near the east wall. Ice, muscle, jade, and bones are endowed with talent and desolation." Poor distant night, cold smoke and moon, sparse shadows across the window."

"Okay!" After the poem was finished, everyone's cheers became louder and louder.

"He is worthy of being a disciple of Master Ye Xiangwen. Not only his paintings, but also his poetry are also top-notch."

"I only know how to compose poems, but I forgot that today's protagonist is Miss Song. Thank you, Mr. Zhou, for reminding me."

"It seems to be about plum blossoms, but it is actually praising Miss Song. Not only does it not disrespect me, but it also leads the meaning to today and the hairpin banquet. Mr. Zhou, I am convinced."

Zhou Yuqing handed over to everyone: "How can she care if you come to Baoning's hairpin banquet? My poems and paintings are just to make the little girl happy."

"Young Master Zhou is humble."

"Young Master Zhou is so talented, but he didn't show it before. If the Japanese Literary Society is reorganized, will Young Master Zhou be honored to participate?"

Seeing everyone surrounding Zhou Yuqing and praising him profusely, Zhou Shuqing clenched his fists tightly. He never expected that Zhou Yuqing could actually write poetry, and he could write it so well, and use his poetry to inspire people, as if to set off. It seemed like they were so ignorant just now.

At the same time, some ministers also congratulated Zhou Yongli on having two such outstanding sons.

Another person who was not dealing with him deliberately asked: "I usually see you bragging about the young master in the house, and I thought that the eldest master's literary talent is ordinary. But today, I saw that he is two points better than the young master Zhou. Mr. Zhou, how do you treat children like this?" , you can’t favor one over the other!”

Zhou Yongli smiled stiffly: "No, it's just that the eldest son is being taken care of by his master, so I don't need to be distracted."

As soon as these words came out, people felt more and more that he was treating things unfairly, but no one said it clearly.

Zhou Yongli cursed in his heart, how could he not know that Zhou Yuqing had such ability?Are you deliberately trying to embarrass yourself by not telling yourself this?
They are such a good mother and son, and they still don’t take themselves seriously!

As the servants spread the poem, Zhou Yuqing's poem spread to the inner courtyard. Song Xia smiled even deeper, knowing that her son would not let her down.

When the news reached Song Baoning, he was greeted with the envy of all the young ladies.

"Baoning, your cousin is so kind to you. Is this poem specially written for you?"

"It says plum blossoms on the surface, but it actually praises you through plum blossoms. Does your family intend to pair you up?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Song Baoning said seriously with a raised face, "My cousin is just like my brother on weekdays. How can brother and sister be together?"

Seeing her serious expression, the ladies became even more excited. Doesn't this mean they have a chance?

"Baoning, there will be a banquet at my house the day after tomorrow. Can your cousin come with us?"

"Can I ask Mr. Zhou about the engagement?"

"Baoning..."

One by one, you are fighting for me, fearing that if you delay the opportunity to get to know Zhou Yuqing, someone will steal it first, so you don't care about being reserved.

Song Baoning covered her mouth and chuckled. She knew that her cousin would not be buried. Who was Zhou Shuqing? Young Master Zhou or Young Master Zhou. From now on, when everyone mentioned Young Master Zhou, they would only think of their cousin.

"What about the calligraphy and painting? Have you put it away? Don't let anyone get it dirty. I want to frame it properly."

The servant replied: "Send it to the Crown Prince's wife. The ladies said that you should appreciate it carefully." "Remember to bring it over after you have finished reading it. We also want to look at it."

"Baoning, you understand our thoughts. The poems are so good. Just now it was said that Mr. Zhou's paintings are better than the poems. I must see it with my own eyes later."

"It would be great if Mr. Zhou could make a painting for me."

"Go ahead and dream. How can Mr. Zhou paint freely?"

"I asked my grandfather to invite him. Even if he doesn't paint for me, he can paint other things. In the future, Mr. Zhou will definitely be as famous as his master Ye Xiangwen, and then this painting will be valuable."

"You know money."

Although everyone was laughing and scolding, in fact they were also thinking about it.

How difficult it is to ask for a painting by Master Ye now. If we don’t ask Mr. Zhou to paint now, why don’t we wait until his fame spreads all over the country?When will they have the opportunity to ask for help?
What a few noble ladies could think of, and naturally some ministers and noble ladies also thought of, was that the people in the outer courtyard surrounded Zhou Yongli, and the people in the inner courtyard surrounded Song Xia.

But how dare Zhou Yongli agree to Zhou Yuqing's affairs casually?It touched Song Xia's brow, and he was the only one to suffer.

He was just annoyed that his younger son's poems and paintings were also very good, why didn't these people ask for him?I really have no vision, I only know how to follow the trend.

On Song Xia's side, few people asked Zhou Yuqing, and most asked about his marriage.

Lanzhi is beautiful and talented. If they don't take the lead in choosing such a good son-in-law, will they give it to others?

I had heard that Mr. Zhou had been in poor health since childhood, but judging from today, he is no longer in serious trouble. I really regret it. Why didn't such a good man make a reservation earlier?

Song Xiaya almost laughed out loud. She didn't agree to anyone. She only said that it was up to Zhou Yuqing's own wishes, as long as the child saw eye to eye.

Previously, I didn't dare to come forward because of my family background. Now I heard this and thought about it. Let's try it. What if?
The inner courtyard and the outer courtyard were in harmony, only Zhou Yongli and Zhou Shuqing were unhappy.

Just as Song Xia thought, Zhou Shuqing regretted it to death now. She originally wanted to show her talent through comparison, but she didn't expect that Zhou Yuqing would be given such a big limelight.

My aunt and eldest brother are so tolerant!They all have such abilities, but they have never shown them once.

Why is it not me who worships Ye Xiangwen as my teacher? If it were me, I would definitely be better than Zhou Yuqing!

He didn't think Zhou Yuqing really had much talent. Either he had pondered this poem for a long time before, or Master Ye Xiangwen's teachings were outstanding.

After all, Zhou Yuqing has never beaten him since he was enlightened. How could he catch up so fast in only three or four years?

At the next literary gathering, there will definitely be more than one poem written. He must try Zhou Yuqing's true skills again!

Zhou Shuqing's indignation was slowly replaced by Song Baoning's astonishment as the ceremony of haircut ceremony officially began. His heart was beating fast and he watched without blinking.

Unexpectedly, Song Baoning turned out to be so beautiful. He adjusted his clothes and slowly squeezed his way to the front of the group of young men.

Little did he know that Zhou Yuqing was watching every move he made.

Zhou Yuqing's eyes were slightly cold, and she sneered at Zhou Shuqing, who originally had this idea, but didn't even consider whether she was worthy of it?

It's not that he looks down on people, but Zhou Shuqing is a concubine, and his cousin Baoning is a serious lady from the county prince's palace. When her mother married her father, she married low and suffered so much, how could Baoning be allowed to go through this painful road again? ?
The quote is from Nalan Xingde's poem "Eye Mei. Yong Mei"