Absolutely! My maid was reborn after time travel

Chapter 27 Poetry Party under the Moon in the Humble Room

There are no gorgeous decorations in the shabby living room of the Liu Mansion. It is covered with grass and has stones as the road. It has a rural charm, but the flowers, plants and trees are carefully trimmed, which is indeed very artistic.

Men and women sit opposite each other in the hall, with Liu Rulan taking the female seat and his brother Liu Rulin taking the male seat.

There were not many guests present today, only thirteen. Originally there were six gentlemen and six ladies. Because of Qian Lingshuang's arrival, there was an extra seat for the female guests.

Qian Lingshuang came to Shen Qinglan's side and said, "Shen Qinglan, look, Mr. Liu is like a jade tree facing the wind, with outstanding grace!"

"Well, it's not bad." Shen Qinglan replied casually, without even looking at it.

"Look, look, the young prince is looking towards us!"

"Um."

Shen Qinglan had noticed Mu Xingze a long time ago, but she didn't want to be in the limelight today. She just wanted to eat quietly and go home early.

At the beginning of the poetry meeting, Liu Rulan and Liu Rulin took the lead and wrote a poem on the spot. The singer next to them immediately sang, and everyone cheered. Then all the guests also began to write lyrics and poems. Only Shen Qinglan remained unknown and maintained the mentality of eating melons.

"Guan Shanyue's singing voice is indeed outstanding. She deserves to be the number one singer in Luoping City." Qian Ling said happily.

"Well, that's a nice name."

Shen Qinglan took a sip of tea. Qian Lingshuang saw it and said dissatisfiedly: "Today is a poetry meeting. Everyone is drinking. How did you get tea?"

"His tea is delicious, I want to drink a few more sips." Shen Qinglan replied casually.

It's not because Shen Qinglan was careful, it was because the original owner's physical capacity for drinking was too low. He drank once at home after traveling through time, and started to stumble after just one glass of wine.

Several guests with outstanding literary talent have already shown their talents. Shen Qinglan has been playing soy sauce. Qian Lingshuang did not appear because her literary talent is not enough. She just came to see the handsome guy.

Another unknown person is He Ling, Liu Rulan's little follower. Like Qian Lingshuang, she is also notoriously uneducated among the women of Luoping City officials.

"Why did Liu Rulan invite me? It's so boring."

Shen Qinglan muttered, and Qian Lingshuang leaned close to her ear and said: "This Liu Rulan is very pleased with the young prince, but she relies on her own aloofness and does not want to blindly show kindness like Wang Yueying and others."

Shen Qinglan was speechless. This guy still had the nerve to talk about Wang Yueying. Wasn't she herself like this before?

Qian Lingshuang continued: "Every poetry gathering held by Liu Rulin will invite the young Marquis. Most likely, Liu Rulan has also heard about you and the young Marquis, so she invited you to come and test your skills."

"Shit! Can you tell the difference by just writing a bad poem?" Shen Qinglan complained softly.

Qian Lingshuang patted her arm, "That's right, it touches my heart..."

"I think it's probably because you want me to make a fool of myself. I'll find an excuse to escape later, and you can play by yourself..."

Qian Lingshuang showed a pitiful expression, "Goodbye, dear sister, I can't compose poetry either... If you leave, won't I be at the bottom?"

"Why don't you just stay here and watch the handsome guy? What are you doing!"

Qian Lingshuang rolled her eyes and said, "Do you understand? There will be a question next."

Depend on……

Liu Rulan noticed that Shen Qinglan and Qian Lingshuang had been whispering and was very dissatisfied. It seemed that such an elegant poetry gathering should not invite these two laymen.

"I wonder if Brother Liu has any good questions today?" asked a talkative guest.

"Is it too late to leave now?" Shen Qinglan whispered.

Qian Lingshuang grabbed her sleeve tightly, "It's too late, it's too late."

Shen Qinglan pressed hard, but she didn't know where Qian Lingshuang got the strength, but she just couldn't pull out the sleeve.

Liu Rulin clapped his hands, and two boys brought a stool and placed it in the center of the hall. No one knew what was placed on the stool, and it was covered with red cloth, making it mysterious.

I saw Liu Rulin stood up, came to the center of the hall, and said: "This is a pot of crabapple flowers that I have carefully maintained. Today, I will use this flower as the title. As brothers, each person can only write one sentence. We will then name each person

How about writing down the verses and forming a poem to see which one is the most expressive?"

"Yes, this kind of combination of poems can best demonstrate literary talent." It was the talkative guest again.

"Who is that? Why is he everywhere?" Shen Qinglan asked in a low voice.

"He! He is the younger brother of Qi Mian, the master of Sanfang Academy in Ziyun Lane, Qi Li." Qian Lingshuang replied.

"Show off your ass literary talent..."

"that is……"

Liu Rulin opened the red cloth on the potted plant, and it turned out to be a potted white begonia. Under the candlelight, the flowers looked like jade.

"Brother Liu is indeed elegant, this Begonia is very rare." Mu Xingze said.

"Thank you, little Marquis." Liu Rulin bowed to Mu Xingze and then returned to his seat.

"This crabapple flower is so well grown. In my opinion, it not only embodies the word elegance, it also fully shows that Brother Liu has a pity for the fragrance and cherishes the jade, haha..."

After Qi Li said this, all the guests laughed.

"What the hell? Brother Qi made a mistake. Let me, the host, do the first sentence. My first sentence is that the night light chases the shadows on the door of the humble room, and we drink and sing to each other at dusk." Liu Rulin said.

By explaining the background at the beginning, Liu Rulin is leaving the opportunity for others to perform.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Li chanted the second sentence, "It is not enough to push the cup and change the cup, but it attracts poems and songs."

Everyone applauded one after another. As expected of a scholarly family, the words were spoken without hesitation.

"Little Marquis, it's up to you to do the third sentence." Liu Rulan said.

Mu Xingze thought for a moment and said: "The red cover under the moon cannot hide it, and the graceful appearance is beginning to show its lack of spirit."

"The graceful appearance appears to be dull at the beginning, what is the meaning of this sentence?" Qi Li asked.

"We are all looking at this place, and our minds are wandering, isn't it Ling Wushen?" Liu Rulan said with a smile.

"As expected, the little Marquis has a good sentence!" Qi Li looked impressed, "Then who will answer the last sentence?"

Qian Lingshuang silently dropped his chopsticks on the ground and pretended to look for them. Shen Qinglan also lowered his head and drank tea in silence.

Liu Rulan, who was sitting in the main seat, looked around for a week, and finally laid her eyes on Shen Qinglan.

"Why don't you let Miss Shen answer this last sentence? I heard that Miss Shen is the young prince's childhood sweetheart, and their temperaments are naturally somewhat similar. It is most appropriate for you to answer this sentence." Liu Rulan said.

After hearing this, Qian Lingshuang stopped looking for his chopsticks. He sat up straight and began to taste the wine elegantly. He had already ordered someone else's wine anyway, so it had nothing to do with him and just watched the excitement!

"I'm afraid Miss Liu is looking down on her. She was born in a merchant family, and those merchant women only need to learn how to do business. Learning these things is of little use," He Ling said.

"Sister He Ling is right. In my opinion, Sister Liu should not invite her here. The scholarly place attracts vulgar people and soils the door of Liu Mansion! Well, forget it if Miss Shen can't do it. Then follow the rules.

Just punish yourself with three cups."

The person who said this was Qian Lingshuang's arch-rival Wang Yueying. They almost came to blows at the gate of Sanfang Academy that day.

Shen Qinglan wiped his mouth lazily, Mu Xingze picked up the wine glass and was about to speak for her, but she who had been silent now spoke up: "It's not that I don't say this last sentence, I'm afraid that if I do, everyone will look down on me.

The scholarly boys of the merchants are ashamed of themselves."

(End of chapter)