Li Wang shook the wine glass in his hand and said, "Master Mianmian, you have already accepted me as an incompetent apprentice, are you planning to accept Princess Minghui as your apprentice? Your approach to accepting apprentices is really not good."
This apprentice is really incompetent. Even if he wants to step on Li Minghui, there is no need to make a fool of himself.
Ruan Mianmian grinned and then looked at Li Minghui with a look of disgust: "Young prince, I only accepted you as my disciple because you have good qualifications. As for Princess Minghui, let's forget it."
"Haha——!" Li Wang laughed and said deliberately, "Master Mianmian really has a unique vision."
Everyone inside and outside laughed loudly. The meaning of Ruan Mianmian's words was very clear, that is, Li Minghui was not as qualified as Li Wang, so he would not accept her as her apprentice.
"Ruan Mianmian!" Li Minghui was furious, "You——!"
Gu Ling'an quickly retreated into the crowd to reduce her presence. Only then did she fully understand that Ruan Mianmian was so capable of blaming others that even Princess Minghui did not give her any face.
Seeing how embarrassed Li Minghui was in front of everyone, Gu Ling'an was shocked to realize that when it came to small breast dumplings, she was considered a bit thin.
"Oh my, everyone, start writing quickly, don't be stunned." Ruan Mianmian turned to someone who was so angry that he couldn't speak, "Princess Minghui has time to talk nonsense, so why not use your brain and think carefully."
"Ruan Mianmian, writing poetry does not rely on words."
"I know, it depends on your brain, so it's better for Princess Minghui to say less."
Li Minghui gritted her teeth and said, "Then I'll wait to read Princess Linglong's good poems."
"Well, please be careful, don't worry I won't laugh at you."
With no way to communicate anymore, Li Minghui was afraid that she would vomit blood even if she said a few more words to Ruan Mianmian.
After Ruan Mianmian finished speaking, she turned to the side and said, "Hongyu, you are ready."
"The ink is polished, everything is ready, princess, please." Hongyu replied respectfully.
Ruan Mianmian walked to the desk without looking at Li Minghui, holding the small breast dumpling pen in her hand thoughtfully.
Besides, Ruan Jin and his brothers looked at each other in confusion as they listened to the conversation between Ruan Mianmian and Li Minghui. The expressions on their faces were not very good.
"Fourth brother, can Mianmian compose poetry?" Ruan Jin asked in a low voice.
Ruan Xiao shook his head and remained silent. Ruan Zhao became anxious: "Ah! She can't write poetry."
"I mean I don't know." Ruan Xiao quickly explained.
Ruan Chen said: "Have you ever seen Mianmian write?"
The brothers all shook their heads, and Ruan Chen looked helpless: "I haven't seen her either, I just see her reading a lot."
"It's over, even if Mianmian is literate, he may not be able to write." Ruan Xiao spread his hands.
Ruan Jin didn't know where Ruan Mianmian got such courage: "Even if she can write, she may not be able to compose poetry."
"I think maybe..." Ruan Chen stopped talking.
Ruan Zhao thought about it and said, "Maybe we should believe Mianmian."
"If you don't believe it, you have to believe it." Ruan Xiao shook his head repeatedly, "What else should we do? We can't just write it down and give it to her secretly."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Xiao noticed that the eyes of his three brothers were bright, and he immediately widened his eyes as well.
"Fourth brother, this is a good idea." Ruan Chen said with a smile.
Ruan Jin also whispered: "It's also a way."
"The idea is good, but it doesn't work." Ruan Zhao met the eyes of the three brothers with an upright look on his face, "Our Ruan family must be upright no matter whether we win or lose."
The other three people looked at each other for a moment, but then they all laughed and said, "Well said."
"Mianmian has never been enlightened, no matter what, there is no shame. Come on, we are also the Ruan family, and it is our duty to protect the reputation of the Ding'an Marquis Mansion." Ruan Jin smiled and walked towards the bookcase prepared next to him.
Soon, the poems of both men and women were written, and both sides were busy selecting the best poems.
Ji Ji looked at the two poems in front of her with admiration and tangled expressions on her face, and she heard Lin Bingying next to her praise and say: "The best poems today are none other than these two."
Lin Bingying was so impressed. After hearing what she said, everyone gathered around her.
Just listen to Ji Ji read loudly: "The stairs are full of fragrance and plum blossoms, and the flowers and candles are red. Let's celebrate the new year together and see you off all night long."
"A good poem, it is written about staying up until the end of the year, and the most wonderful thing is the word 'welcoming and seeing off'." Lin Bingying commented with admiration.
The ladies around me tasted it carefully, chatted and nodded in agreement.
Li Minghui was very happy. This poem was written by her. She was very proud of her heart. She was quite confident about her talents. She was just waiting to slap Ruan Mianmian in the face so that she could see what kind of talents there were in the capital.
, talented women are not as good as her.
"This poem is good, but this one is even better." After Ji Ji finished speaking, Li Minghui's expression changed.
Just listen to Ji Ji read: "With the sound of firecrackers, a new year comes, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches."
After hearing this, Ruan Mianmian, who was sitting next to Li Ying, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The little breast dumpling really felt a little guilty.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t know how to compose poetry. Ancient poems from the past are not recited in vain. If you pick them up casually, you will be far better than others. I’m sorry, Senior Wang Anshi. I have no choice but to be forced. Xiao Naituanzi is feeling miserable. Hurry up.
Twist the sweet walnut cake and pop it into your mouth to soothe your hurt soul.
"Originally I thought that song was good, but compared with this one, it's obvious that the latter is better." Lin Bingying murmured several times before nodding her head.
"That's right."
"Indeed."
"This is the best song today." After a heated discussion, everyone came to the final result.
Li Minghui's heart felt chilly. After she calmed down and read it a few times, she had to admit that the poem was better than the one she had written.
"The font is very special." Lin Bingying discovered it carefully.
Ji Ji squeezed forward to take a closer look. She had followed her grandfather Ji Taifu for many years and had a lot of research on calligraphy.
"Oh my god, I've never seen this kind of font, but it's really graceful. My grandfather would be very happy if he saw it."
The small-breasted dumpling blinked her eyes. She was very good at writing in modern times, and she could write in various fonts. This small body really has no strength and can only use dexterity. She chose the thin gold style because this font is flexible and fast, and the handwriting
The thin and strong brushwork is exposed, and the style is relatively unique.
She never expected that this kind of font did not exist in this fictional era. Ruan Mianmian felt that she had made a mistake again. She would remember to secretly take the poem away later, so as not to inadvertently become an imposter and become a pioneering calligrapher.
"The more I read, the better it looks. Who wrote this?" Ji Ji couldn't wait to ask.
Li Minghui's face turned completely dark: "It doesn't look good, but the font is just like a mouse's tail dipped in ink and drawn casually."
"Looking weird, this person probably has never practiced calligraphy." Gu Ling'an said flatteringly.
"It does look weird." Someone next to me interjected.
The rich ladies present had very different opinions, and they were soon divided into two groups, each with their own opinions and quarrels.