The Journey of a Pseudo-Art Woman

Chapter 38: A Talented Woman (1)
"Since this is the case, it is better to be respectful than obedient. However, I am afraid that it will take too long to paint, and I like to paint every time. There are many people here, so I am afraid that I will be distracted. Today, the little girl will write a poem. Sit must be all literati and refined scholars, and I can give you some pointers, I hope I don’t make jokes.” Seeing that everyone in the room was staring at him, Yun Ran felt a little nervous in his heart, although he was nervous but not timid, his face was still calm say...

The reason why she didn't paint was because she didn't expect that Yunran's paintings would be so highly rated. Although she also studied art and had some skills, the difference between the maid's picture and the sketch is too far. When I start painting, it must be revealed.

"I didn't expect the third lady to be able to compose poems, okay, okay." Everyone echoed, only Mrs. Yang showed a smug smile. Poetry, although I have read a lot of books, which of the young masters here is not full of knowledge?Have you ever learned from others?Even if she has some ability to write poems, it doesn't matter, how can this girl's talent and learning surpass that of men, she is just asking for humiliation.

When the old lady heard Yun Ran say the word "poetry", there was a slight sarcasm in her eyes, lest she hurt the Yun family's face, how dare a boudoir girl show off her talents in front of these people?
After Qin San heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and stared at the blue figure in the center with great interest.poetry?It's so funny....

Yunran didn't want to be in the limelight, but she couldn't help it. She was forced to think about it. She didn't want to paint, so she had to write poems. Fortunately, she was learning Chinese, and those poems were memorized in her mind, thinking about the corners of her mouth Then he showed a confident smile, looked at Yu Ye again, hinted him with his eyes and said, you understand!

She pretended to be thinking again, frowned, and after a while, she chanted loudly: "Don't you see, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushing to the sea and never returning. Don't you see, the mirror in the high hall is sad and white, and the morning is like blue silk." Mu Chengxue." After only two sentences, everyone present was stunned...

Seeing their dazed expressions, Yunran continued to chant, "You must be happy in life, don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. I am born to be useful, and I will come back after all the money is gone. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is fun, and it will take a long time." Drink three hundred cups. Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, will drink, and the cup will not stop. A song with Junge, please listen to me. Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, I hope I will not wake up after being drunk. Since ancient times Sages and sages are lonely, but the drinkers keep their names. In the old days, King Chen had a feast of banquets, and fought with thousands of wines. Why does the master say that he has little money, and he must sell it to the king. Five-flowered horses, thousands of gold fur, call My son will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrows with you!" After reciting the poem in one breath, the voice still echoed in the banquet...

When the last word fell, everyone in the audience was shocked!The eyes are full of unbelievable!

Even the old lady who hadn't waited to see Yunran was a little surprised. She didn't expect this girl to have such a talent. She couldn't help but think highly of her. If she didn't come from a low background, she would learn to cultivate well according to her appearance. In the future, it will definitely bring glory to the family, but it's a pity that it fell into the belly of such an unbearable mother.

It's no wonder that the poems of the great poet Li Bai don't shock you. Yun Ran is also a little proud. After all, Li Bai is also his favorite poet, but the surface is still as calm as before. Thinking about it, it shouldn't be good to steal other people's poems. What if the real author appears in the future?
I also thought that this is not a dynasty that appeared in history, maybe there will be no poets of Li Bai and Li Hei, so let him use it first.

(End of this chapter)