The white gauze tent in the apricot forest is a wall, and there is a screen as a partition in the middle. On one side are the young masters of each family, and on the other side are the women in the boudoir of each family. The scene is arranged in this way. Even though it emphasizes reputation, it is full of temptation for the women in the boudoir. There is also the prince's mansion to hang up the banner. When the news spreads today, it will only make people talk about it, but it will not be criticized.

Women in the Taiyuan Dynasty got married late, and most of them got married after they were married after they were married. Families who loved their children would keep their daughter for two more years and would not get married until they were seventeen. Most of the women who came to attend banquets today were women in the boudoir. It was the age of marriage that they talked about. They rarely went out of the boudoir on weekdays and had fewer opportunities to contact with men.

The princes from all families who came to attend the banquet of the Prince's Mansion naturally had no low origins, and they were all unmarried men, so everyone had their own plans in their minds and wanted to take today's opportunity to learn more about it.

The banquet was full of temptation, because the banquets of men and women gathered together, and there was a faint ambiguous atmosphere around them.

When the crisis was resolved, Song Nanrong breathed a sigh of relief, and a gentle smile appeared on her face.

She sat on the top of her head, and there was a square table of sandalwood in front of her. The desserts and dried fruits on the table were full of desserts and fruits. Just talking about the fruits were already noticeable. At this time, the fruits could only be eaten in Jiangnan. It was a precious item in Jinling City. Jinling was not short of rich families, but the fruits in the season were items that could not be bought even if they were silver. At the banquet of the Prince's Mansion, the table was full of them, which was enough to show the background and nobleness of the Prince's Mansion.

The voice of Prince Song came over there through the screen, "Today's Apricot Blossom Banquet, even if I learned Jiangnan, I naturally cannot miss poetry and painting. Why don't I have a new way of playing today? Our Jinling City is Taiyuan Kyoto, and we can't be compared by those talents in Jiangnan. Although it is important to value etiquette and keep etiquette, we must not accept new things."

"After saying so much nonsense, what are you going to say, Song Huairong?" Jiang Cai interrupted him.

He arrogantly called Prince Song's name.

Song Huairong talked quietly and didn't care, and said bluntly, "What will happen if the top twenty people form poems with poetry and paintings?"

"Men and women form a poetry meeting together?" Someone from the woman exclaimed softly.

Although he took it back immediately, Xie Yuanniang still heard that it was Yang Zhaodi's voice.

The voice was filled with joy, and there were so many rules in front of everyone. He also relied on his sister Yang Yueqing, who could she have a friend of the lord of Nanrong County.

Who came to attend the banquet of the Prince's Mansion was not a noble girl in the capital? When he heard this proposal, he was moved, but he was not easy to reveal it on his face. After all, this proposal was too shocking.

A poetry gathering composed of talented men and women in Jinling City, you don’t have to think about it and know that if you can join, you will naturally be highly regarded and even improve your identity.

The tempting proposal was unwilling to lose its value, but no one was willing to stand up and agree with it. After all, the first one would always look down on people and feel that they were not respectful.

"Brother's proposal is good, but there is something wrong with it. No one knows that the two beautiful girls of the Xie family, Jinling, and sister Xie loses without taking action. We are not fair to others. Even if everyone doesn't care, sister Xie will not agree." Song Nanrong pondered, not understanding why her brother proposed this, but she also went with the flow, but she didn't want Xie Yuanniang to show off. "You have to think of a good way."

"What's the difficulty?" Song Huairong naturally understood his sister's thoughts and took over the conversation. "Since today's game is a new way of playing, the game is naturally different from usual. In the past, they were compared with what they were best at. Isn't it enough to avoid what they are good at today? This is fair to everyone."

The brother and sister directly set the rules. As for everyone's thoughts, silence means agreement, and no one has to stand up again.

Song Huairong smiled as if jokingly, "Miss Xie Er is good at writing poetry, but she rarely paints. Today I will paint, and it is fair to everyone. Otherwise, as soon as Miss Xie Er takes action, we men will not dare to write poetry."

There was a laugh from the man. Song Huairong's words were true. Who wouldn't know that Xie Yuanniang's poems overpowered the man. If you say them directly, you won't feel that you can't compare to the face. Instead, you will be honest and considerate.

Xie Yuanniang looked at Song Nanrong who was looking at the top of the head with a smile, and then replied, "Since the prince has mentioned it, I can't shirk responsibility, so I'll be so ugly."

Song Nanrong remained calm, but she was happy that her elder brother still remembered what she said about Xie Yuanniang. After such a short time, she felt relieved.

In her previous life, Xie Yuanniang followed Song Nanrong's horse. When Song Nanrong was a good friend, she would naturally tell Song Nanrong that her secrets would be told, for example, she was not good at painting, and she did not form a poetry meeting in her previous life. Now it seems that the Song brothers and sisters are waiting for her here when they sing and drinking.

Song Nanrong saw Xie Yuanniang lowered her eyes down, thinking that she was afraid, and her heart felt a little relieved.

As soon as the proposal came out, everyone present would not think too much. At this time, a servant brought up his pen and ink, and everyone began to think hard. After all, if they could win the first prize and join the poetry club today with their works that they were not good at, they would become famous.

No one wants to miss such an opportunity.

Xie Yuanniang naturally disdained to join any poetry gathering, but she didn't want Song Nanrong to be proud. She only loved the paintings of Mr. Lan Jin. In her previous life, she married into the Gu family and used them mostly to paint. She copied the paintings of Mr. Lan Jin and made the real ones. Unfortunately, Mr. Lan Jin had very few works. After she married a woman, Mr. Lan Jin no longer had any works. No one knew who Mr. Lan Jin was, so she could only regret it.

However, Xie Yuanniang's works copied and created were often mistakenly mistakenly thought to be the works of Mr. Lan Jin. Back then, she robbed her sister's marriage and gave her very few dowry. She couldn't ask for money from her mother-in-law. She could only rely on paintings to make money by making real money and saved money to save private money to help her servants in the mansion. She gradually gained a foothold in the mansion and could only live as freely without her husband's favor.

Therefore, Xie Yuanniang was not worried about painting today, and she knew that the banquet had just begun and Song Nanrong had not taken action yet. Today, the purpose of humiliating the Xie family's demotion in front of all the noble ladies and sons was to be humiliated.

Compared to the quietness of the woman thinking hard, the man on the screen was much more lively, and there was also the disdain of Jiang Cai's "Young Master Disdain for the mess of nerds in a county".
Chapter completed!