Chapter 24: The lonely woman is jealous of her

Let’s talk about Rui Niang taking two servants, Lu Chuan, and Cangtou, who was driving the car, all the way to the east of the city. Although it was late summer and early autumn, she was still a little bored in her car. She couldn’t help but let Lu Chuan lift up the curtain and look out. Outside the outskirts of the East Gate, there were already crowds of people and bustling traffic, and they all rushed to the beautiful scenery in the suburbs.

"It is said that the kind of yamen also invested in a platform and invited several famous sings and pianos in the city, saying that they wanted to help everyone get excited. That kind of yamen's generosity!" Lu Chuan couldn't stop, just talk about what he had seen in the past few days.

"What do you know!" Rui Niang couldn't help but shake her head and smiled, then looked out the window, and couldn't help but sigh, "I'm looking for the fragrance every year, but who can I leave a ray of fragrance for? People in the world are just loving flowers and traumatizing spring, but why am I nostalgic for this decayed object?"

"Don't just sigh. My dad has also recited such words. Luzhu secretly remembered it and listened to me. At least I also recognized some words with Erniang, but I remembered it. It was so sour! There were still many flower sellers outside!" Luchuan's child was very polite. When he saw those who were selling candied haws, those who broke the waves, those who were holding small clay men, the basket was full of flowers, and he couldn't help but clapped his hands and cheered on the carriage, throwing them away.

"Your father is also a good word?" Rui Niang couldn't call Zheng Tu in front of Lu Chuan.

Lu Chuan turned her head and nodded and smiled, "Why, I'll listen to Er Niang?" Without waiting for Rui Niang to talk, she just started to think about it: "At the broken bridge outside the post, I was lonely and bloomed without a master. It was dusk and it was sad, and the wind and rain were even more filled with the spring. I didn't intend to fight for the spring, and let the flowers jealous. Stones fell into mud and dust, and only the fragrance was as good as before." After reading it, she clapped her hands and shouted, "Er Niang, this word is said to be written on plum blossoms, can it be done well?"

Rui Niang shook her head and smiled, and ignored her. She just urged the Cangtou to hurry up and drove the car quickly. But she sat up there, chewing it in her mouth, and said that Bu Suanzi was like writing for herself. She was a little confused for a moment. After thinking about it for a while, she wondered, how did the poems she wrote were just a butcher who sold meat? Could it be that she copied them? She couldn't figure it out for a while, so she had to throw it aside.

The scholars of Weicheng, talented women and beautiful women all set up a platform on the Zhiyuan River ten miles away from the city, and in groups of three or five, the talented men chanted loudly, and the beautiful men whispered softly. Some people were talking loudly about articles, or some sang new lyrics by a cappella. The vendors around did not dare to come over, but only yelled outside, which was a lively scene.

"Official Wang has arrived!" Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, and everyone forgot to go over. But when a gorgeous carriage came slowly, stopped outside the venue, a beautiful maid lifted the curtain and came out first, everyone couldn't help but lit up. The maid also had a distinct color, her beautiful eyes were so beautiful that it was fascinating. But when the maid gently picked up the curtain, she walked out of it, a young man with a jade face, but who wasn't the prince's raising?

"That guy really looks a little!" Seeing that the prince was so handsome, some people felt jealous and said sourly.

"It's not just a bit like that, I'm afraid this guy will steal everyone's limelight today!"

"How can I bear it?"

"You still think this guy has any kind intentions, but you just want to show off in front of the little girl from Zhou Zhizhou's family!"

"Hey, no matter what he is, he will have to live a yanei just now!"

"When will the ancestral yamen come?"

The man was about to answer when he heard someone cheering, but there were two gorgeous carriages, but they didn't show any nobleness compared to the previous prince who supported the family. But when he saw a carriage picking up a curtain and jumping down, it was the kind of yamen. He didn't allow the maid and maid next to him to take action, and walked directly to another carriage, opened the curtain, and respectfully asked the people in the carriage to get out.

When the curtain swayed, a graceful beauty had already stood at the front of the car, her beautiful eyes flowing and her eyes shining brightly, but when she saw her every move, she was extremely beautiful and all of her heart moved.

There was a sound of silence all around, and everyone was stunned. Even the ladies from famous families were in a daze. This was what the daughter of the Zhou Zhizhou family called Zhou Yueniang.

After a brief silence, there were suddenly a burst of fanatical cheers from the audience. The literati rushed towards this side and formed a wall of humans. However, the yamen and six sword-bearing guards were all soldiers in the Northwest Army who fought hundreds of battles. Just one stop ahead, the literati involuntarily made a way out.

"The yamen is so majestic and so grand!" Lu Chuan clapped her little hands, jumped up and looked at her, staring at the front with a blushing face, then turned to Rui Niang beside her and said, "Many little ladies from families go to see the yamen. Why don't the second ladies take a look? Just stand in the distance and do what they do?"

"It's quiet here. I didn't like the excitement at first. Today I just want to see good poems and good poems!" Rui Niang shook her head, smiled and hit Lu Chuan's head with the round fan in her hand and said, "If you are happy, just go, I'll wait for you here!"

"Okay!" Lu Chuan couldn't help but jump, but soon said with a frown again, "I won't go, I won't go, just accompany Er Niang!"

Rui Niang couldn't help but shake her head and smiled, ignoring the Lu Chuan, she moved her lotus steps straight to the riverside. She saw the breeze blowing on her face and the willows swaying lightly, which was very comfortable. Even the boredom that had accumulated over the days also spread.

My heart became quiet, and the noise outside gradually faded.

"Sister Rui Niang!" At this time, a voice sounded beside him. Rui Niang couldn't help but be shocked. She turned around and saw a man with a jade-like face standing not far beside him, smiling at her.

Rui Niang suddenly felt that her heart was hit hard, and she almost felt unsteady in her foothold. She took a deep breath, turned slowly, blessed her with a blessing to the man, and smiled calmly, "So it's Brother Wang!"

The sound was soft and delicate, as steady as the spring breeze blows on his face, which made Prince Yang's heart beat violently. He was about to walk over and express his love to her, but he forced himself to hold it back, and a feeling of contempt in his heart surged up. The woman in front of him was no longer a famous lady, but just the wife of a butcher who sold meat. How could such a woman be worthy of him?

Prince Yang took a deep breath and smiled and said, "Why are sister alone here? There are already talented people there who have written many lyrics. I have always wanted to come. My sister likes to write lyrics, so why not appreciate them together?" After that, he was about to go to Larui's hand and said in his heart: I'll tease you and see how you are.

Seeing that Prince Yang stretched out his hand and wanted to hold her back, Rui Niang frowned and hid her sideways, and said unhappily: "Brother, I know how to go, so please let me go first, so I'll come later!"

Prince Yang was a little angry, but he couldn't help but nodded and smiled, "In this way, I'll take the lead for my brother and wait for my sister in front!" As he said that, he stopped entangling and just walked forward.

When the prince Yang walked forward, Rui Niang moved forward, but she heard the Lu Chuan whispering beside her: "This guy is so unreasonable. He is so rude, but he is not like a scholar!"

Rui Niang sighed and said nothing. She just followed behind. She wanted to know now, but the talented man could make a good lyric. On the stage, there was already a girl singing new lyrics. As soon as she got closer, the prince Yang leaned over again and smiled at Rui Niang in a low voice and said, "Now the stage is singing someone's new lyrics. If you don't have talent, my sister might as well write one for those people to see."

Rui Niang shook her head and smiled, "I haven't written lyrics for many days, and there is nothing new. I'll give up!"

Wang Ziyang nodded and said, "Well, I'll write a song now. Listen to it in the audience. I will naturally invite you to comment later!" After that, without waiting for Rui Niang to agree, she just squeezed into the crowd and stepped onto the stage.

This prince was still famous, and all the scholars in Weicheng recognized it, and there were suddenly a lot of praise from the audience.

"This guy knows to steal some limelight!" Zhong Yanei, who was beside the audience, smiled at Yue Niang beside him, "This person is quite famous. In the past, some people have copied a few of his poems and me, and they are quite talented!"

Because there were guards here, no one came to disturb him, and he took advantage of a favorable situation. He took all the surrounding platforms into consideration, and no one dared to be as strong as him.

When Yue Niang heard this, she couldn't help but look back and smiled, "Yane never praised people like this in the past. I think this person is a bit talented. Let's see, he does a good job of poetry."

While he was talking, the prince Yang had already come on stage, but when he saw the applause from the audience, he couldn't help but nod and smiled: "Brothers, I originally wrote some poems, but I just thought it would be a good idea. For this reason, I dared to recommend someone to come. Her poems are excellent, and I am ashamed of it. Now I am here!" After that, he pointed at the bottom of the stage with his hand.

Suddenly everyone looked in the direction of his finger, but after seeing the crowd, a pair of little girls, a smaller-looking little girls, double rings, flowers arranged between their temples, an innocent and romantic feeling. The bigger girl, white jade, beautiful willow leaves, and light and elegant manners, was a romantic feeling.

Everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes on Rui Niang. Didn't Rui Niang ever think that Wang Ziyang would speak like this, but wasn't he trying to tease him? He couldn't help but feel ashamed and ashamed at the moment. He was anxious and did he make good words? Isn't this going to lose face in front of everyone? He was panicked and his face was in a panic.

Yue Niang, who was standing not far away, couldn't help but shake her head and sighed: "The prince raised that guy, but she did shamelessly. Seeing that the girl was not prepared, she asked her to make a good poem in a hurry? Such a ill-hearted person is really not to be treated with."

In a hurry, Lu Chuan also knew that the situation was not good. She nervously pinched her little hand, and suddenly had an idea and said to Rui Niang: "Don't be anxious, isn't there any other poem about my father? If you don't take it out, it's just a matter of making up the number!"
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