"Sister Yuhan, you're finally here." Hou Zheng happily greeted her and took the initiative to lead Miss Zhang out of the car.
Today, Zhang Yuhan is dressed carefully, wearing a floral skirt, cardigan, and a semi-transparent shawl. Her snow-white skin is looming, and she also looks graceful and graceful.
These six No. 1 flowers are well-deserved. As soon as they get out of the car, they attract the attention of the people around them.
Several young men made their accompanying female companions unhappy. They chased after the girl and tried their best to explain, but they couldn't help but look back a few times.
There was a pop and the old fishing man fell into the river.
"Look, Sister Yuhan has such a figure that even my elder sister is envious of her. Wherever Sister Yuhan is, there will always be many interesting things."
Hou Zheng tried her best to please her today. She didn't have a close relationship with Zhang Yuhan. Zhang Yuhan had a seat at her private sister gathering.
It's just that Zhang Yuhan has always been a reclusive person and doesn't like to appear in public. He rarely participates in private women's gatherings.
Today I heard that Zhang Yuhan was very repulsive and was slapped by his father at home before he came here unwillingly.
If you don't serve me well, if Miss Zhang loses her temper, you, the host, will really lose face.
Zhang Yuhan said nothing and nodded gently towards Hou Zheng.
She was dressed up in fine clothes, but there was no smile on her face. She was cold and obviously in a very bad mood.
Hou Zheng smiled awkwardly, looked back at the flower boat, and saw two men standing on the side looking at them.
"Look, Mr. Bai can't wait any longer."
Zhang Yuhan raised his head slightly, looked at the two people beside the boat, and asked in a low voice: "Who is Mr. Bai?"
"Of course he is the more handsome one."
"Both gentlemen are very handsome."
"It's fine if my sister thinks he's handsome, but I'm afraid that Mr. Bai won't catch her eye. No matter how good his literary talent is, what's the point? We are all girls, who doesn't like someone who looks comfortable? Since both of them are good, treat them well.
I’ll go over and let my sister pick whatever she likes, and she’ll choose whichever one she likes!”
Hou Zheng's temperament is a little too out-of-touch among women, and these words are really not something that ordinary girls can say.
Zhang Yuhan's face turned red when he heard this, and he didn't know how to answer the question for a moment.
Since she is here today, she must complete the task assigned by her father. No matter how much she dislikes it, it is related to the success or failure of the whole family. No matter how wronged she is, she can only bear it.
Looking at the two young masters again, Zhang Yuhan took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and showed a smile: "Sister Hou Zheng, let's go there."
Seeing Zhang Yuhan's emotional change, Hou Zheng felt relieved. He took Zhang Yuhan's little hand and said as he walked: "That's right. Our parents order matchmakers, so how can we official daughters have the right to choose for themselves?
Mr. Bai is famous all over the world, and his reputation as a water melody singer spread throughout Chang'an. Who is such a talented person, who girl wouldn't like him?"
"But...but he is a prince-in-law. He already has a princess, and he even took the taboos of the world to marry a wife and take concubines...What my sister longs for is to stay together forever and grow old together. Even if she is talented, she cannot be single-minded.
What’s the use?”
"Sister, this is a good thing. He is a concubine and can take concubines. This proves that you can also enter the house in the future."
"I don't plan to enter his house. Even if I never see the light of day, I can keep the Zhang family prosperous until the slum renovation is completed."
"As a shady person?"
Hou Zheng was stunned and stood there looking at Zhang Yuhan in surprise.
The daughter of a dignified minister of the Ministry of Industry actually wants to be someone's lover?
Even if Hou Zheng has such an out-of-the-box mentality, he would be dumbfounded when he hears such words.
After saying this, Zhang Yuhan showed a hint of loneliness on his face and squeezed out a smile: "Don't be so surprised, this is what dad meant."
"How is it possible?" Hou Zheng couldn't believe it and didn't want to believe it. She pulled Zhang Yuhan and said, "No, this is not allowed! Today's party is cancelled. Sister can't push you into the fire pit."
Zhang Yuhan shook his head calmly: "I have already decided, otherwise I would not come here. For the prosperity of the family, this is a sacrifice I have to make. I have already thought about it. I will wait until the city reconstruction is successfully completed and my father will be appreciated by the emperor.
, I will jump down from here and leave myself some peace and quiet."
Zhang Yuhan's voice was very calm.
The more plain it is, the more you can prove your determination.
Hou Zheng regretted it even more, not expecting that things would turn out like this.
Hou Zheng wanted to persuade Zhang Yuhan to leave, but Zhang Yuhan continued: "Sister Hou Zheng, please keep it a secret for my sister. My sister will always think of you."
"Have you really made a decision?"
"real."
Hou Zheng took a breath and said: "Hey, the matter is related to your family, and it's hard for my sister to say anything. But the matter is far from the point where we have to die...I..."
"Sister, come over quickly."
Hou Zheng didn't say anything more, but her heart was in a mess. This was an unexpected thing.
She became a sinner.
At the same time, I also have a new sense of Bai Song.
This Bai Song is definitely not a good person.
A woman's hatred is that simple. Although Bai Song didn't know about all this, the Zhang family tried their best to get involved with Bai Song.
But Hou Zheng hated the Bai Song Dynasty because of this, and felt that such a person was just a beast in disguise, no matter how talented he was.
Bai Song and Lu Yao watched the two women slowly coming over on the boat, and they became a little impatient with the wait.
Because both of them really want to see the beauty of the first flower in the six movies.
Previously they were too far apart to see clearly, but as they got closer and closer, they could see more and more clearly, like a hazy painting slowly unfolding before their eyes.
It just lingered there, causing the two of them to scratch their heads and scratch their heads.
"Do you see clearly?" Lu Yao asked.
"I can't see it clearly, but it should be a stunning sight."
"Let me tell you, the reputation of being the number one flower in the six movies is definitely not in vain! I can see it clearly because of your light today, and I will be able to brag about it when I get to the Yamen tomorrow."
"Here you go, wipe your saliva, don't lose our identity."
Lu Yao was stunned and wiped the corners of his mouth, and there was really saliva.
Bai Song watched the two people boarding the boat, and his eyes naturally fell on Miss Zhang's body.
He knew very well what his mission was, it was just to create opportunities for Lu Yao under the guise of accompanying Miss Zhang.
It is reasonable to pay attention to Miss Zhang's appearance.
The first time he saw Miss Zhang, Bai Song was really shocked.
The first flower in the six films makes the Chang'an courtesan lose her color...
There is nothing wrong with the folk description. This is a very beautiful girl.
It perfectly fits Bai Song's imagination of our young ladies.
In Bai Song's life, except for Sangsang, all the women were born into wealthy families.
But whether it's Xiang'er, Shu Wang, Princess, Qing'er...each of them has very obvious qualities that don't belong to any of our ladies.
When I first saw Xiang'er, she looked sickly and weak, but now she looks dignified.
Shu Wang is wild.
The princess is full of nobility.
Qing'er is charming.
They are all young ladies, but they are different from the young ladies in Bai Song's mind.
But this Miss Zhang Yuhan is different, she perfectly fits Bai Song's imagination of a young lady from a wealthy family.
Every frown and smile, every movement is very restrained, in line with the framework of the current etiquette. Her appearance is also pure, soft but not weak, noble but not showy, beautiful but not enchanting.
"Zhang Yuhan has met Mr. Bai and Mr. Lu."
Miss Zhang's voice was gentle, and she bowed in a standard manner. The angle of her bow seemed to have been measured with a ruler, no more, no less.
The other party's behavior made Bai Song and Lu Yao a little nervous. Lu Yao quickly returned the gift. Bai Song scholar Lu Yao returned the gift as if he was afraid that his return gift was not up to standard.
Once we met, the feeling of a blind date came out.
Although it's in a different era, the atmosphere is the same.
Bai Song was speechless for a while, thinking that this feeling was exactly the same as the blind date in his previous life.
Everyone stood at the bow of the boat, very embarrassed.
Seeing this, Hou Zheng smiled and smoothed things over: "How is it? Is my sister pretty?"
"Good-looking." Lu Yao replied stupidly.
Hou Zheng's eyes widened: "I didn't ask you."
Bai Song just smiled and said: "It looks good."
"Since you look good, then hurry up and write a poem to praise sister Yuhan. Aren't you a great talent? We will only let you go when we are satisfied."
Hou Zheng wanted to make Bai Song look bad with a sudden attack. Today, she couldn't stand this man, so she wanted to cause trouble for Bai Song.
Bai Song didn't notice Hou Zheng's hostility. He just thought it was a way to adjust the atmosphere. He thought about it and said casually:
“A red face is like a blooming lotus, and a plain skin is like gelatin.
It is graceful and graceful, light and unsustainable.
Taste the unparalleled beauty, and rely on the allure of the city.
When Zifu came to serve as a servant, Feiyan returned to the palace."
Hou Zheng was stunned, this... could this really turn into a poem in an instant?
Moreover, this poem does not seem to have been prepared in advance. Every sentence matches the temperament of Sister Yuhan, and even compares Sister Yuhan to the Queen of the Han Dynasty, Zhao Feiyan.
Is this too much flattery?
Zhang Yuhan was also stunned. She kept her head down. After hearing a poem praising herself, she couldn't help but look up at Bai Song.
Their eyes met, Zhang Yuhan finally saw Bai Song's appearance clearly. Although she didn't like him and had instinctive rejection, she had to admit that he was a rare and beautiful boy in the world.
"Ms. Hou, does this count as me passing the test?"
Hou Zheng frowned and asked, "Can you read it again?"
Lu Yao shook his head and said with a smile: "Miss Hou, don't be clever in front of Bai Song. Do you really think that Bai Song was so famous that he actually had to make up temporary exams? Bai Song's poetic talent is the best in the world.
People are comparable."
"Can't you compare to the popular Yu Ji?"
"It's incomparable! We are all from the same sect. Who is strong or weak is unknown to outsiders. How can we senior brothers not have a seat? Bai Song is first, Yu Ji is second, and I, Lu Yao, is third."
"Hmph!" Hou Zheng was unconvinced and snorted, turning to look at Zhang Yuhan, "Whether you pass the test or not, it's up to sister Yuhan to decide."
Zhang Yuhan withdrew his gaze from Bai Song, his face flushed: "Young Master praised me so much, and Yu Han deserves it, but the young lady is impressed by your poetic talent. As expected, hearing it a hundred times is better than seeing it, I think you have passed the test."