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 Young Master Gongsun to participate. I will just cheer for you from below." Shen Qingxu knew her own weight. It would be better if Lin Shuyao came. Shen Qingxu was mysteriously confident in Lin Shuyao's literary talent. If she came, she would definitely take the lead.

"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 Yang 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."