Absolutely! My maid was reborn after time travel

Chapter 110 Lishan language ends at midnight

Qian Lingshuang breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing her like this, Shen Qinglan only felt funny.

"Why, you seem a little afraid of her now?"

"Are you kidding me, am I afraid of her? When I finally get married to Mr. Liu, I will fight her again, huh!"

"Okay, okay, you're right, you're right! When the time comes, show off like your eldest sister-in-law, and don't be embarrassed."

"That's natural!"

At today's birthday banquet in the Liu Mansion, almost everyone except Zhizhou Su Shiyi arrived. The shabby room and hall were crowded with people. There were many banquets placed outside the hall. All the doors and windows were open. There were erected tables inside and outside the hall.

The curtains are connected together without losing the artistic conception of "humble room and hall".

The dignitaries and dignitaries mingled with each other. At this moment, Meng Yitang was surrounded by guests like stars holding the moon. Everyone was holding wine glasses, waiting to toast.

Meng Yitang was full of joy. Although his biological son had just passed away, he still had two concubines.

I saw that he showed no trace of sadness, and he was able to handle himself in front of people who were toasting from all walks of life. Even though his official position now has almost no possibility of promotion, the officials in Luoping City still respected him and still fawned over him.

Shen Qinglan glanced at him. It was ridiculous that such a dog official who colluded with others, took bribes and bent the law, and used power for personal gain could still stand here and be admired by everyone.

At this time, Qi Mian, the troubled younger brother of Sanfang Academy Master Qi Mian, asked: "Master Liu, I heard that Mr. Liu invited Miss Guan today. I haven't heard Miss Guan's singing voice for a long time. It's your birthday today, why not invite her to sing?"

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Liu Rulin smiled and said, "Liu did invite Miss Guan to come today, but she doesn't have good lyrics. What's the point of just singing some old songs? You have to ask Mr. Qi to compose a song!"

Qi Li waved his hand, "There are so many talented people today, so who can take my turn? At the last poetry meeting, Pingyang Xiangjun's two lines of poems were very wonderful. How about asking her to write a poem?"

Everyone looked at Shen Qinglan, and Qi Li also walked towards Shen Qinglan, "Mr. Pingyang, you have outstanding literary talent and a talent for singing catkins. How about you write a poem and let Miss Guan Shanyue sing it?"

Shen Qinglan thought she was stunned. Sooner or later, she would give this guy a good beating!

No wonder he is of the same race as Qi Yu's grandson, he is equally annoying.

"Young Master Qi has won the prize. How can I have any literary talents? Mr. Qi's literary talent is outstanding. Please compose a song."

"Hey, why do you have to shirk it? I think back then, with your words, you stole a pear blossom's whiteness and borrowed a wisp of its soul from a plum blossom, far more than me and the young Marquis."

When Lu Yunliang heard this, he looked at Shen Qinglan with a much deeper look. It turned out that this young lady from a merchant family had such literary talent, but he had underestimated her.

It's no wonder that when he used his talent as a matchmaker, she didn't agree. It turned out that he was also a man of poetry and arrogance.

"Mr. Qi, I just said it casually that day. I didn't expect you to like it so much. In fact, it was nothing more than a crude remark. You really deserve it."

Shen Qinglan wanted to give this guy a slap right now. Why did everyone in the Qi family follow this?

"Young Lord, you don't have to be too modest. This girl has an outstanding singing voice, and her singing voice is full of tenderness. Lord Pingyang, why don't you just fill in a poem about your daughter's family, and sing it more euphemistically and movingly," Qi Li said.

"It turns out that Sister Sisi is so talented in literature. Brother Clan is right. Sister Sisi, just fill in a poem." Qi Yu said.

Qian Lingshuang on the side quickly turned his head to the side, fearing that he would also be named.

Liu Rulan also came out to lend her support at this time, "Mr. Qi is right, Miss Guan is indeed better at singing about the love of a daughter. At the last poetry meeting in Liu Mansion, the two lines of poems written by Pingyang Township Jun were very wonderful. Compared with my brother, they are better. It’s even worse, Pingyang Township Lord, please compose a song.”

She didn't believe how many quatrains a daughter from a merchant family could produce?

"Why are you bothering Mr. Nanxiang? She comes from a merchant family, so naturally she doesn't understand these things. It was just a mistake last time." He Ling next to Liu Rulan continued.

"It's true that my sister has never put much thought into her poems. Why don't you let me compose one for my sister?" Shen Qingshi stood up to help Shen Qinglan.

"I've heard that the second young master of the Shen family has great literary talent, but this daughter's affection may be a bit difficult for the second young master Shen," Liu Rulan said.

"That's right, Brother Shen, let's let your sister do it. We have already appreciated your literary talent." Qi Li said.

"My sister is really not good at it. What's more, although I am a boy, I have read a lot and can always understand the misery of my daughter's family." Shen Qingshi said.

Meng Yitang put down his wine glass and said calmly: "Master Shen, everyone just wants to see Pingyang Xiangjun's lyrics, why do you have to cover it up?"

"Can……"

Shen Qingshi wanted to say something else, but Shen Qinglan stood up and interrupted him, "Second brother, since everyone wants to hear the lyrics I wrote, then I will compose a song."

If she doesn't know how to write lyrics, why not copy? After all, she has taken Chinese classes for so many years.

Qi Li hurriedly returned to his seat and finished his work. He picked up the wine glass and prepared to enjoy Shen Qinglan's masterpiece. Shen Qinglan glared at him. He was stunned for a moment after seeing it, not knowing what he had done wrong.

This Lord Pingyang seems to hate himself!

"Sisi..." Shen Qingshi was a little worried.

At this time, Liu Rulan asked: "I wonder, Mr. Pingyang Township, which song are you going to fill in?"

"Just make a song about magnolia." Shen Qinglan read slowly: "If life is just like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind be sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change the heart of an old friend, but it is said that the heart of an old friend is easy to change. After Lishan said it, Qingxiao Half, tears, rain, rain and bells will not complain in the end. How can I be lucky enough to be a man in brocade, even if my wings are linked to the branches, I will wish for that day."

After giving up, Qi Li was the first to stand up and applaud. Shen Qingshi was also very surprised. When did his family Sisi have such good literary talent?

It seems that he really doesn't know his sister very well.

How much is this girl hiding?

"Haha, what a good word! Mr. Pingyang Township really impressed me!"

Zhao Shun's voice came from the door, and he was seen walking into the door of the shabby hall, also dressed in moon-white brocade clothes.

Seeing this, everyone stood up and paid homage.

"Kowtow to the young prince."

Zhao Shun smiled and said, "I am also a guest today, so you don't have to be polite."

He walked straight to Shen Qinglan and said with a smile: "Mr. Pingyang, the song "Magnolia" you just played is far superior to previous works and is definitely not comparable to ordinary people."

"Thank you, young prince."

Shen Qinglan lowered her head and looked at her second brother again.

"Young prince, it's hard for you to appreciate my little sister's foolishness," Shen Qingshi said.

At this time Qi Li stood up and said, "Brother Shen, how can this be a fool's errand? This song "Magnolia" is resentful, sad, and desolate. It borrows from the tragedy of Ban Jieyu and Concubine Yang being abandoned, and also has the meaning of autumn. Like, it fits the mood and the scene! It’s simply a masterpiece. Mr. Pingyang Township, I’d like to toast you!”

[Today’s update is late. It’s really because I’m not feeling well. I hope everyone can understand me.]

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