The reborn elder sister has gone crazy with killing, and there is a crying monster behind her

A few days later, Gongsun Jiayan invited Shen Qingxu to attend a poetry reading held at Wanbaoxuan, saying that he wanted to take Shen Qingxu to meet his friends.

When we arrived at the place, we found that there were already quite a few people there, including some talented men and beautiful women in Beijing.

They gathered in twos and threes, preparing for the poetry competition half an hour later.

It is called a poetry contest, but in fact, you give the first line of a poem and I give the second line. Whoever knows the poem more will win.

Wanbaoxuan's maid brought the competition token and handed it to Gongsun Jiayan and Shen Qingxu. Shen Qingxu did not take the token and declined the invitation to participate.

"Poetry contest? Haha, with my level, I don't dare to go out and show off. It's better for Master Gongsun to participate. I will just cheer for you from below." Shen Qingxu knew his own weight. It would be better if Lin Shuyao came.

"Then the princess will wait for me in the private room."

Although Gongsun Jiayan is only a scholar, his talent is well-known and he has a position in Wanbaoxuan.

Because Shen Qingxu was invited today, Qingfang found the steward when she entered the room. The steward quickly found a good seat for them and moved Gongsun Jiayan's chair over.

Shen Qingxu sat on a large, soft chair, nibbling on some snacks, and then looked around the scene at Wanbaoxuan.

The poetry contest took place in the lobby, which was surrounded by paintings and calligraphy by famous artists, as well as excellent works of calligraphy in various scripts. In the middle was a twenty-square-meter platform, with a vast landscape painting as the backdrop. On the painting were written four large characters: "Daliang Wanbao". The platform was as high as an adult's knee, and was furnished with four tables and chairs.

From a distance, there are two photos of the contestants, one for recording, and a largest one with an unclear sign, which should be the referee's desk.

Yang Jiabao and Jin Ling came to the poetry reading with Jin Yan, joking around.

Ever since Jiang Meiyin was granted marriage, the small group of three has become two.

When Jin Ling came in, he looked around at the grand occasion, but when he saw Shen Qingxu, his eyes dimmed.

They followed Jin Yan to the seat and saw that it was just an ordinary chair. She was extremely dissatisfied inside, but she couldn't show it. It was only after she begged again and again that Jin Yan agreed to bring her to the poetry reading.

Jin Ling and Yang Jiabao sat down and started talking.

"Shen Qingxu is here too!"

"What's that idiot doing here?"

"Aren't you embarrassed enough on a daily basis? You come to a poetry gathering to humiliate yourself."

"Since she dares to come, then prepare to be embarrassed!"

"what are you up to?"

"Haha!" Yang Jiabao smiled mysteriously.

Then he started chatting with several women around him.

"Did you see the girl that Master Gongsun brought with him? She is actually from our academy. She always sleeps in class. She is a typical person who is totally ignorant. Yet she dares to come to the poetry gathering and sit in such a good seat."

Jin Ling echoed the words beside him: "Yes, she is a jerk at school and can't even complete basic schoolwork."

The woman next to them heard this, glanced at Shen Qingxu's position, and then remained silent. Did she think they were stupid?

Those who can sit in that place are either rich or noble, and they dare not provoke even those who are poor and unsophisticated.

Jin Ling and Yang Jiabao were also two oddballs. They were always present at various flower parties, poetry gatherings and other gatherings in the capital, but they just loved gossiping.

Jin Yan relies on having a sister like Jin Yan to show off everywhere. She doesn't have much knowledge but loves to show off everywhere. Yang Jiabao is a gossipy woman who always talks about this or that.

They are two really annoying people.

The woman next to Yang Jiabao looked unhappy. This weirdo came to her and kept nagging at her. If it weren't for the position here and the need to participate in this poetry reading, who would want to be next to them.

But it’s really not nice to have this gossipy woman around!

The woman ignored Wang Jiabao and started chatting about poetry reading with several other girls.

Several people ignored the two of them, because they were usually very noble and disdained to gossip with others, which was unworthy of the character of scholars. Therefore, they despised the behavior of the two of them.

Seeing that the ladies on the left were not interested in their topic, Yang Jiabao moved towards the crowd on the right.

The girls on the left heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the two men finally stopped gossiping around them.

“Even the air is a lot fresher.”

"That's right, it's so smoky and foul!"

"hehe."

The ladies on the right saw the two men approaching and were puzzled as to what they meant. After carefully recalling in their minds, they could not find any connection or deep hatred between them and these two men.

"Mr. Gongsun is talented and handsome. Shen Qingxu is really unworthy of him. I think she is not worthy of being next to Mr. Gongsun."

Yang Jiabao cracked melon seeds and kept saying sarcastic things: "That idiot is just a reckless man. He doesn't use his brain. He even fought with his classmates in the academy and finally made the teacher hate him. How could such a vulgar person come to this poetry gathering?"

Seeing that everyone still ignored him, and seeing Jin Ling asking where the young lady bought the pearl necklace on her clothes, he felt contemptuous of her, thinking that she was indeed a low-class person.

Yang Jiabao looked back at Jin Yan who was flipping through a collection of poems. "A handsome man like Gongsun Jiayan can only be matched with a talented woman like our sister Jin Yan. Whether it's knowledge or temperament, sister Jin Yan is one in a million. In the past, Gongsun Jiayan often borrowed poems from sister Jin Yan."

Shen Qingxu was listening to the sarcasm and bullying of Yang Jiabao and Jin Ling not far away. The girls around them were avoiding them and didn't want to listen to them anymore. They were making a fuss and slandering her all the time.

Gongsun Jiayan went to register his name and came back to find Shen Qingxu.

He didn't expect to hear Yang Jiabao say that. He turned to look at Jin Yan who was sitting next to him reading a book. Jin Yan remained calm, as if everything outside had nothing to do with her. He sighed slightly and walked towards Shen Qingxu.

The poetry contest was about to begin. Seeing that no one paid attention to her, Yang Jiabao recalled what Jin Ling had secretly told her, that Jin Yan and Gongsun Jiayan had been close friends in the past, and the Jin family had tacitly approved of Gongsun Jiayan and Jin Yan's relationship. Now that Gongsun Jiayan had been seduced away by Shen Qingxu, Jin Yan had become the abandoned person.

If there is no topic, just find one. She came to the poetry reading to meet more young ladies and gentlemen from aristocratic families. Otherwise, with the little knowledge she has, coming to the poetry reading would be a humiliation for herself. If no one pays attention to her, how can she attract everyone's attention?

Seeing Yang Jiabao looking around anxiously, Jin Yan was afraid that this idiot would cause trouble again, so she waved to the maid to bring delicious fruits and snacks.

Comfort her gently and tell her not to talk about her faults anymore, because the poetry contest is about to begin!

Yang Jiabao was very happy as he ate the exquisite snacks that Jin Yan brought.

Look, sister Jin Yan is so kind and gentle, how could she be hurt like this? So she thought about helping Jin Yan.

Words constantly slandering Shen Qingxu came out of Yang Jiabao and Jin Ling's mouths, and from time to time they were mixed with discussions from people around them, as well as Jin Ling's echoes.

"If you keep talking nonsense, don't blame me for being rude." Shen Qingxu turned around and spoke angrily to the two of them.

Yilan and Weiyu had already come in and were waiting beside Shen Qingxu, ready to take action against these two ignorant girls who were gossiping.

Shen Qingxu's fingertips turned white. She wanted to refute them, but she didn't know how to refute them. They said that she was not good at schoolwork, not knowledgeable, and was a fool...

woo woo woo woo……

Why do they all seem to be facts?

Oh, I'm so sad!

Seeing this, Gongsun Jiayan cleared his throat and said, "I thought that poetry gatherings were for everyone to discuss poetry, calligraphy and painting together. I never thought that participating in poetry gatherings would rank you and me. So what if you don't have knowledge, and can't write poems and couplets? The princess doesn't need to take the imperial examinations. She just needs to be able to read and live happily."

"Even if the princess doesn't know anything, I will still be friends with her. All the people who come to the poetry gathering, regardless of whether they are men or women, love literature!"

"I never knew that you, who are good at writing, would be indifferent to such gossip about a girl!"

"Today I brought my friend to meet you all, but I never thought that you would treat my friend like this. You really don't respect me. In a good poetry gathering, instead of discussing poetry and books, you discussed other people's shortcomings. How can making friends through literature and poetry turn out like this! I, Gongsun Jiayan, will not come to such poetry gatherings in the future."

Shen Qingxu was touched when she saw Gongsun Jiayan defending her like this.

Gongsun Jiayan took Shen Qingxu's hand and led Shen Qingxu away from her seat.

"I'm sorry, Princess. I didn't know you would be treated like this when you came here. I didn't expect them to treat you like this. I'm sorry that you've been wronged. Let's go now. It doesn't matter if we don't come to this poetry gathering in the future."

Having said that, he took Shen Qingxu's hand and left Wanbaoxuan.

Gongsun Jiayan's behavior made Jin Yan, who was pretending to read a book, feel bitter. She couldn't understand why Gongsun Jiayan fell in love with such an uneducated and vulgar woman. She really couldn't understand it.

He didn't seem to be the Gongsun Jiayan he knew.

In her impression, Gongsun Jiayan would not treat other women like this, nor would he treat her coldly.

Although he had always been polite and distant, she knew that there was a different feeling in the poems he wrote to her.

Now that Gongsun Jiayan is so angry, is he blaming her for not stopping Jin Ling and Yang Jiabao from talking nonsense?

Yes, she must have thought that was what he meant, but she just wanted to see how far Gongsun Jiayan would go for Shen Qingxu, but she didn't expect that he would stop associating with them and no longer participate in these poetry gatherings.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't sad. Jin Yan continued to look at the poetry collection with her head lowered, not saying a word. Her tears dripped onto the poetry book, smudged the ink, and the word "love" could no longer be seen clearly.

The two of them walked through the lobby and arrived at the door of Wanbaoxuan. Shen Qingxu took back the hand that Gongsun Jiayan was holding, said goodbye, and headed towards her own carriage.

Qingfang was waiting for Shen Qingxu in the carriage. Seeing her get into the carriage with a blushing face, she was puzzled but didn't ask anything.

At night, when Qingfang was combing Shen Qingxu's hair at the head of her bed, she asked, "Does the princess like Master Gongsun?"

"Do I like him?"

"Does the princess dislike him?"

Shen Qingxu shook his head.

Qingfang continued to ask: "Does the princess like her?"

"I do not know!"

"What does the princess think of Master Gongsun?"

Shen Qingxu thought for a moment and asked, "I can't really explain it. So, Sister Qingfang, what does liking look like?"

"It's another kind of like."

"Maybe the liking I think of is not the same as the liking Sister Qingfang is asking about."

"Ok?"

"I roughly understand the meaning of liking this and liking that, but I can't explain it."

Qingfang answered: "When I ask about liking someone, I probably mean that I want to be with him. If I can't see him, my heart will feel empty and I will miss him."

"When it rains, you worry about whether he is cold or not, and whether he has an umbrella with him. You remember every word he says. Wherever he is, you will look for him unnaturally."

Shen Qingxu was a little frustrated: "Then I don't dislike him, right? I can look at other things if I can't see him. I just think of him from time to time. I don't worry if he's cold when it rains. I can't remember most of what he said. Alas, I don't think I like him the way you say."

"The princess still doesn't know how to like..."

"Oh, I really don't understand. But Sister Qingfang, you know a lot. Do you like someone too?"

Qingfang paused when she heard this, and then thought that she and that man could never be together, and her eyes dimmed.

"Sister Qingfang, do you have someone you like too?"

“Haha, everyone has a time when they are young. It doesn’t matter whether you like someone or not.”

"Important, how can it not be important!"

"I am old now and have grown up."

Although Shen Qingxu was curious about Qingfang's past, she stopped asking when she saw that she had no intention of continuing.

"Don't you have to grow up first before you get old?" I don't understand.

Thinking about what Gongsun Jiayan said today and the position he expressed, she was moved.

But what Sister Qingfang said made her feel that she didn't like him that much, and she was confused about what love really meant.

Oh, why are you worrying so much?

She decided to ask her sister next time she went to the palace. Since sister Qingfang was not married, she must not know anything about matters between men and women. She would then tell her sister about her relationship with Gongsun Jiayan and ask her sister to help her make a decision.