Who in the capital doesn't know that Miss Li is a idiot with no ideas. Even if she has read a few medical books, she can only read a few words and know some prescriptions. Can she write poems? Just her? Let's forget it!
Miss Qian Er knew this, so she kept embarrassing Li Man'er. As long as Li Man'er writes nonsense poems, her reputation will become even louder.
"What, Miss Li, is she suffering from stage fright, or is she simply admitting defeat?" This was another provocation.
Li Man'er stood up slowly, stroked her skirt, and then said: "If Miss Qian loses, don't cry."
Many people laughed crazily. Will Miss Qian lose?
Of course, she will lose, but no one can lose to you, Li Man'er! Isn't this a daydream?
"If anything, writing poetry is a fair competition."
Thank you. You are so fair.
Li Man'er came to the case and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of his snow-white arms.
"Can you help me, sister, to grind the ink for me?"
The female servant next to her felt slightly blessed. She used a duck-blue spoon to take some water and drop it into the inkstone. Then she picked up a piece of ink and started grinding it.
The movements of the female maid made people feel very elegant and could be described as pleasing to the eye. In contrast, Li Man'er's movements of rolling up her sleeves were simply rude and unbearable to look at.
When the ink was ready, Li Maner dipped his pen in the ink and started writing quickly on the rice paper that had been laid out.
Zi Yan and Mu Yun's hearts were in their throats. Let's not talk about whether their girl can write poems, but just talk about her handwriting. Alas, she is not as good at writing as the fourth girl.
At this time, the girls watching the excitement all came over. They all wanted to see what Li Man'er could write, especially Miss Qian Er. She didn't believe that Li Man'er could write poetry at all, so she didn't do it either.
I just want to see how Li Maner makes a fool of himself in public.
Yang Wanli's "Sent Off to Lin Zifang at Dawn from Jingci Temple" is a very high-level and popular landscape poem. It is a poem in primary school textbooks and all children can memorize it.
However, there is no Yang Wanli here, so Li Maner has no psychological burden when copying the poem, but the name of the poem needs to be changed.
Let's just call it "Xiao Cheng Lake Scene Ode Lotus". Anyway, what she copied was a poem from a primary school textbook. Besides, her character is just uneducated, so her character cannot be broken.
"The scenery of Xiaocheng Lake chants with lotus flowers?"
"This word..."
Li Maner doesn't care what other people say, she writes about her, and a few coquettish bitches can't affect her.
Xiaocheng Lake View in mid-June,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
The lotus leaves connecting to the sky are infinitely green,
The lotus flowers are exceptionally red in the sun.
Li Maner changed the four words "After all West Lake" to "Xiaocheng Lake Scenery". Although this writing is not as good as Yang Wanli's original text, it is more realistic and more convincing.
Miss Qian Er's eyes were as wide as copper bells, "How is this possible? The lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers in the sun are exceptionally red. Li Man'er, how could you write such a good sentence? You're cheating."
Li Man'er handed the brush to the female envoy beside her and sneered: "Are you afraid before you even started writing? Or do you know that your skills are inferior to others, so you say slanderous words? Miss Qian Er, you said that I cheated, the evidence
What? But have you heard anyone else read this poem? Or, in which book or travelogue did you read this poem?"
Miss Qian Er raised her chin slightly, "Maybe I'll find someone to write for me."
"This title came from the princess, how could it be said by a ghostwriter?"
"That's not necessarily true..." Miss Qian Er was about to say something, but someone interrupted her.
"What nonsense!"
Miss Qian turned around and saw her own mother, Mrs. Qian, Mrs. Xu.
"mother."
Mrs. Xu glared at her and quickly apologized to the princess, "Princess Haihan, my little girl is not sensible." Fortunately, he arrived in time and did not let her say the second half of her words. You must know that trouble comes from the mouth. This is
How could the Princess's Mansion be a place where she could be allowed to run wild?
"Wuwei." Princess Wuyou stood up and came to the case.
Everyone quickly gave way.
Princess Wuyou picked up the rice paper and looked at it carefully, with a look of surprise on her face, "Man'er, your word..."
Mu Yun thought to himself, it's over, no matter how good the poem is, the girl can't use her handwriting.
She was squeezed outside just now, so she didn't see clearly what Li Man'er wrote. Zi Yan, on the other hand, was always by Li Man'er's side, so she could see it clearly.
She doesn't worry about her girl at all now. How stupid is she to think of her as the old Miss Li!
Princess Wuyou's words stunned the girls around her, but they naturally felt that Li Man'er's handwriting was terrible, but Princess Wuyou never knew, so they were surprised.
But Miss Qian Er didn't think so. She had already seen that the font written by Li Man'er was a font that had never appeared before. In other words, this font was probably created by her.
"The handwriting of this word is thin and strong, thin but not fleshy, and it has a strong character. It's very refreshing to be thin. It's really..." Princess Wuyou couldn't find a suitable adjective for the moment. She just thought that this word looked good no matter how it was read.
The more you watch, the more you look at it, the more perfect it becomes, and it makes you mesmerized.
"Man'er, did you make up this word yourself?"
What a waste of self-creation! This is Zhao Ji's thin golden body. She forgot for a moment that there was no such thing in the world, so she wrote it out of habit, and now she had even more fun.
After copying the poems and then copying the calligraphy, she was on the road of writing and copying, never to return.
"Princess, this is a thin gold body. I thought about it when I had nothing to do. It made you laugh."
Zi Yanxin said: It must have been passed down to her by the girl’s fairy master.
Mu Yunxin said: My little darling, when did you think about it? In a dream?
The other ladies were even more stunned. No one thought that Li Man'er could not only write poems, but also write such beautiful and special characters. The key is that this font was figured out by herself, don't you think it's annoying?
Annoying!
Didn’t you say that Miss Li is a idiot? What’s the explanation for this situation?
"I've noticed her handwriting before, it's really different."
"Now I kind of believe that she wrote the poem herself. I've never seen this kind of font. It couldn't have been copied from someone else, right?" Can calligraphy be mastered in just three to five days?
Another girl whispered: "You don't even think about it, such a good poem and such wonderful calligraphy, if it were you, would you put it out to let others shine?"
"Definitely not. With all these things, I'm afraid I won't be famous."
"that is."
These words were like slaps, hitting Miss Qian Er's face one after another.
"Good calligraphy." Princess Wuyou put the rice paper on the desk, looked at everyone and said: "To show fairness, which other girl comes forward to write a poem? As long as the poem can surpass Man'er's poem, it will be the winner.
By."
Are you kidding? They are ladies from aristocratic families, not poets. Teacher, who can write such a good poem?
Princess Wuyou's eyes fell on Miss Qian Er, who said very reluctantly: "I lost."