The impact of the solar eclipse has dissipated, and life in the capital has passed by day by day in July.

In the early morning, after the dynasty was over, Chen Shao reined in his horse when he passed the Yudai Bridge. The followers around him came to ask questions.

"Go and see if Mrs. Cheng is here?" Chen Shao hesitated and said.

A follower responded and hurriedly ran over.

Chen Shao stood here and watched as the door was soon opened. A little girl came out and said a few words to the attendant, who then came back.

"Said Mrs. Cheng is not here," the attendant said.

Not here? That means she hasn’t come yet? Could it be that she wasn’t the one who deduced the solar eclipse?

Chen Shao frowned for a moment, and his followers did not dare to urge him. More and more pedestrians on the street cast curious glances, so Chen Shao urged his horse forward.

Chen Shao's carriage entered the house and saw a carriage about to go out.

"Father." Chen Shiba Niang and other women got out of the car and saluted.

"You want to go out?" Chen Shao asked.

"Princess Boyang invites a poetry gathering." Chen Shiba Niang said.

Many girls' homes in Beijing have poetry gatherings for fun, which is also an opportunity for the girls to have fun.

Chen Shiba Niang rarely participated in poetry gatherings because she was not good at writing poems, but Chen Shao paid too much attention to these trivial matters and watched his daughters get in the car and go out.

But for others, this is no small matter. Seeing the arrival of Chen Shiba Niang, the girls of Princess Boyang's family were very surprised.

"Baba Niang, are you here because you heard that the cook at Princess Boyang's house makes good tea soup?"

A woman laughed.

These words made everyone around laugh.

"Yes, I just miss the good tea soup from the princess's house. After eating it once, I will never forget it again." Chen Shiba Niang said with a smile, while looking at Princess Boyang sitting on the seat, "I am greedy, but the princess will not forget it."

Will you laugh at me?"

Princess Boyang smiled and shook her head.

"It's rare to love food and know how to eat it," she said.

What was originally a tease turned into a compliment. She couldn't help but laugh, and everyone around her followed her in complimenting her.

Chen Shiba Niang sat and drank tea and smiled.

The women over there were angry and helpless.

"She will be good at writing poems later," a woman said in a low voice.

Soon after the greetings, the poetry meeting began.

"Eighteen Niang."

Sure enough, when everyone started to lower their heads and think, several women stood in front of the cases of the Chen family's daughters. One of them called out with a bit of pride, while looking at the empty cases in front of Chen Shiba Niang.

"After the tea soup, do you have nothing to do now?"

"Ba Niang doesn't understand poetry, so she only helps the sisters." Chen Ba Niang said.

"Help? What help? Eighteen Niang, today is a poetry meeting held by the princess for His Majesty's birthday. Can't you just write a poem with your heart?" Another woman said with a snort.

"The intention is immediate, it doesn't have to be poetry." Chen Shiba Niang said.

"Then we'll wait and see what your intentions are, Shiba Niang." The women said with mocking smiles.

Chen Shiba Niang still looked calm, nodded and smiled.

"Chen Shiba Niang has become weird and weird now."

The women who walked away were very angry. It was very depressing to punch someone like this without even hearing a muffled sound.

"Then let's wait and see how she puts her mind to it."

Several people stood aside and wrote their own poems, while looking at the daughters of the Chen family. Seeing Chen Shiba Niang sitting idle until a sister greeted her, Chen Ba Niang walked over and dipped her pen in ink.

, write it on paper.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, were they really writing? But they saw Chen Shiba Niang finished writing here, then walked to another table and started writing again.

"Oh, she is writing for her sisters." A woman finally understood and said.

As soon as this statement came out, everyone was stunned.

"Is this the intention?"

"The sisters composed poems and she copied them?"

"Will it be said that the sisters did it together?"

The discussion spread quickly, and more and more eyes were turned towards the Chen sisters. Even Princess Boyang noticed it. The maid whispered what was going on, and Princess Boyang was a little agitated after hearing this.

Frown slightly.

It's a bit petty to do this. Even if you admit that you can't compose poetry and you just do it for fun, what's the point?

Princess Boyang shook her head and said nothing, but she was obviously a little disappointed.

Soon the maids collected all the poems they had written. Princess Boyang also invited some old scholars and scholars to serve as judges. Everyone was chatting and waiting in the hall.

Looking at the poems brought in, the old Hanlin officers who were drinking and having fun all smiled a little carelessly.

There are very few women today who have achieved academic success. They were not invited here to read poems. Firstly, they could not disgrace Princess Boyang, and secondly, they were greedy for drinking.

The wine brewed by Princess Boyang's family is famous in Beijing.

"Come on, let's make a bet. How many of them can beat me today?" said a Hanlin, holding up the wine bowl in his hand. "The loser will punish himself with three bowls."

"This is called a loss? This is called a win, right? Three bowls of it, it's a shame for you." Others laughed.

Although they were joking, eating people's wine still had to do something. Several people took the poems and started to read them.

"Well, that's not bad. This Moyan is pretty good..."

"...Look, look, this is not the wrong code..."

“….I have found a neatly matched…Three bowls of wine will probably belong to me…”

There was constant joking and taunting in the hall, and suddenly someone shouted.

"Okay, okay!" he said, taking pictures of a few cases.

Everyone looked at him, waiting to hear the innuendo.

"..It's really great!" the man said excitedly. He put it down and picked up another piece of paper, praising it again.

very nice?

"Read it and listen to it," everyone said.

But the man didn't seem to hear it. He looked at the poem in his hand, said "good" repeatedly, and started tracing it on the tables with his hands.

Is he really that good? Seeing him like this, everyone couldn't help but come around.

"Ouch! This! This is not..."

More exclamations suddenly sounded in the hall.

The front hall was also very lively, more lively than ever. The women sitting around laughed from time to time, and when they laughed, they would look at the Chen sisters. If this continues, the Chen sisters would not be able to sit down anymore.

, except for Chen Shiba Niang, the others' expressions were already very ugly.

After all, she is the daughter of Mr. Chen’s family. If the trouble is too ugly, I, the organizer, will inevitably lose face.

Princess Boyang looked at the maid aside.

"Are you okay yet?" she asked in a low voice.

Why is today taking so long?

Princess Boyang does not think that these Hanlin officials will really read these poems seriously. She herself is also very clear about the level of these women's poetry writing. There are only a few good ones, and most of them are barely fluent.

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Anyway, she didn't expect to actually select good poems to dedicate to the emperor's birthday, but she just wanted to express her filial piety through this activity.

The maid got up and went to ask questions. After a while, she came back with an old man behind her.

Princess Boyang was a little surprised.

In the past, these self-proclaimed officials would not come out in person to announce the results of poems. She also knew that if she had not invited them, they would not come at all.

"Master Yang..." she said, "how do you..."

Before she finished speaking, the old man spoke excitedly.

"Which lady wrote these four poems?" he asked, looking at the four pieces of paper in his hand.

These four pieces of paper were carefully held in his hands, instead of being held casually like before.

Those who were invited by Princess Boyang were all well-known families in the capital. In order not to take advantage of their family status and to ensure that the girls' maiden names were not known, all the poems had their names concealed, and each person's name was numbered.

, divided based on this.
To be continued...