After a small disturbance, no one paid attention to Ding Yunyi and others anymore, they were all attracted by Chen Yuanyuan.
As usual, Chen Yuanyuan first played a pipa song for the guests, and then sat quietly on a table specially prepared for her without saying a word.
At this time, it is time for the "celebrities" to perform.
A celebrity stood up first, first said a lot of words of admiration for Chen Yuanyuan, and then shook his head and recited a poem specially written for Chen Yuanyuan.
After reciting a poem, Chen Yuanyuan just said "thank you" lightly. Except for her fellow "celebrities", no one around her praised her.
This is actually not difficult to understand. If you praise his poems, what will you do when you come up with your own poems?
Someone started, and then one by one the guests stood up and showed off their talents. Some recited poems, some wrote lyrics, some made tunes, and one by one the Eight Immortals crossed the sea, each showing his or her talents. I wish Chen Yuanyuan would be fascinated by his talent immediately.
After most of the people had finished showing off their "skills," a young man in his thirties stood up at a table to the west and said with a slight smile: "I have read a few words, and I would like to write a page for Miss Yuanyuan."
Without waiting for others to speak, his servants immediately brought a white paper fan and pen and ink. The man waved it away, sat down slowly, and looked around, with a rather arrogant look on his face.
The servant gave the fan to the Madam Madam, who then gave it to Chen Yuanyuan. Chen Yuanyuan looked at it carefully and found out that it was written by the poem "Encountering Rain while Traveling to Erzu'an":
"It's twilight in the distant green mountains, and the rocks are slanted. The lonely clouds grow on the walking sticks, and the drizzle wets the cassocks. The ancient well meets the double cypresses, and the mist scatters five flowers. In what year did I leave Xuanmian, and I learned about cinnabar here."
The handwriting is elegant and graceful, which is beyond the ability of ordinary people to write.
Seeing the signature, Chen Yuanyuan said "Oh": "It turns out to be Mr. Chen Dingsheng."
As soon as this name came out, it immediately caused a lot of commotion.
Ding Yunyi couldn't help but look at Chen Dingsheng a few more times. This person was actually Chen Zhenhui and Chen Dingsheng, one of the famous "Four Young Masters of Fushe"?
Chen Zhenhui, courtesy name Dingsheng, was born in Yixing. Her father, Chen Yuting, was a member of the Donglin Party and censor of Zuodu. Chen Zhenhui was also a member of the Fu Society. She was well-known for her literary style and style. Together with Maoxiang, Hou Fangyu and Fang Yizhi, they were collectively known as "Fu She".
"The Fourth Young Master of Society".
He is a prose writer and calligrapher, no wonder his handwriting is so beautiful.
When those "celebrities" heard that Chen Zhenhui had arrived, they all admired her and couldn't help but feel discouraged. Chen Zhenhui's reputation was greater than anyone here. Since he had already arrived, how could it be someone else's turn to get involved with Chen Yuanyuan?
Everyone's expressions fell into Chen Zhenhui's eyes one by one, which made him even more proud. Once he showed up, who could compete with him?
Ding Yunyi didn't think so at all. After he learned that this person was Chen Zhenhui, he had a slight affection for him. Among the "Four Young Masters of Fushe", he was considered to be a more courageous one, but now he saw him
His face was full of pride, and he looked like he was the best in the world, and he couldn't help but lose most of his good impression.
These gentlemen and celebrities all have one thing in common, which is that they only deal with people in their own small circle, and they don't pay attention to anyone outside the circle.
Although Ding Yunyi was also shocked by Chen Yuanyuan's beauty, first of all, he had met the real "famous prostitute" Han Xiaoxiao before, and he was not used to the "future famous prostitute" Chen Yuanyuan who was still a girl;
He was passing through Suzhou, so how could he pay any attention to Chen Yuanyuan? So while those "celebrities" were all vying to offer their talents, Ding Yunyi just drank and enjoyed it, treating it like watching a free show.
"Why does this gentleman only drink? Is wine more important than Yuanyuan?" Chen Yuanyuan suddenly said.
Everyone was startled, not knowing who Chen Yuanyuan was talking about. Then Chen Yuanyuan stood up, walked over to Ding Yunyi's table, and actually held a wine flask and poured a glass of wine for Ding Yunyi.
Everyone was envious of this. Chen Zhenhui was even more angry and annoyed. Among these people, her name was the most resounding. This time when I heard that Chen Yuanyuan was making her debut, she made a special trip from Yixing to Suzhou, even though it was a short distance.
, but it also gave Chen Yuanyuan enough face.
But now it occurred to me that instead of being grateful, Chen Yuanyuan poured wine for those vulgar people with injuries.
Ding Yunyi felt a refreshing aroma coming to his nostrils, and he never dreamed that Chen Yuanyuan would pour the wine for him personally.
After calming down, he didn't get up. He just sat there and raised his glass: "Thank you, Miss Yuanyuan."
After speaking, drink it all in one gulp.
This action immediately made the people around him extremely angry. This person is too ungrateful. Miss Yuanyuan personally poured you a drink, but you still sat there carefree, without even moving your body.
Chen Yuanyuan seemed to be getting more and more curious, staring at Ding Yunyi's exposed wound: "I heard from Mr.'s companion that you had a big battle in Hangzhou a few days ago. Yuanyuan was curious, what was the fight about? Were there any casualties on the other side?"
Ding Yunyi smiled faintly, but still sat there motionless: "It was a fight with others, spies sent by Jinlu. We killed nineteen of the other party..."
Countless low exclamations sounded.
The Manchus brought great harm to the Ming Dynasty. People in the south of the Yangtze River didn’t have much experience. When they heard the word "Jinlu", they didn’t feel any curiosity. Just hearing that these people actually killed nineteen people in one go didn’t make anyone aware of it.
It's surprise.
Chen Yuanyuan's eyes were filled with excitement and curiosity: "Sir, he said it in an understatement, but it must be thrilling. I wonder if you, sir, would be more careful?"
"There's nothing to say." Ding Yunyi still had the same indifferent expression: "Those Jinlu spies tried to assassinate a court official, and we happened to encounter them. It's that simple."
The more he says this, the easier it is to arouse the curiosity of others.
Qin Yun wanted to show off, so he helped Ding Yunyi vividly describe the battle that day. How he and the others went to "Tingyu Tower", and if they encountered the Jinlu assassin, how Ding Yunyi would draw a sword in anger and fight bloody
With his strength, he killed "Tingyu Tower" and the assassins escaped.
Qin Yun had personally experienced that bloody battle and had the deepest experience. He also had great literary talent and added fuel and jealousy to describe the scene in a way that was thrilling, gripping, and impossible to stop.
Chen Yuanyuan's education since childhood was how to deal with literati. She had never heard of such a fierce fighting. At this time, following Qin Yun's exaggerated narration, she was completely attracted to it.
In fact, not just Chen Yuanyuan, everyone here was attracted by Qin Yun's story.
Who among them has been exposed to such a bloody battle? Who has experienced such a bloody and tragic scene? Along with Qin Yun's story, low voices could not be suppressed.