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Chapter 62

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The third month of late spring was the season when the grass was long and the orioles were in flight. The willows were green and the flowers were in full bloom. The sky was as blue as if it had been washed.

Silhouettes flashed by the pavilion. Young maidservants quickly carried fresh seasonal fruits. Pear blossoms were in full bloom nearby. The scenery was beautiful, but the people were even more beautiful. More than ten young Langjuns were sitting at the table with exquisite snacks and fruits on the table in front of them.

The oldest was in his twenties, while the youngest was only a little over ten years old. Their ages varied, but they were all extremely good-looking.

Jiang Pengji looked at the screams and screams on the bullet screen. She secretly rolled her eyes. She didn't understand the aesthetics of those people.

Although these Langjuns were beautiful, they were all dressed in brightly colored clothes with flowers on their hairpins and powder on their faces. They were really more beautiful than flowers!

Cough, cough, cough — To put it bluntly, it was a gathering of a bunch of traps!

Faced with Jiang Pengji's ridicule, the audience on the bullet screen was not happy. A series of 'prprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprprpralmost blocked her vision. Everyone had their own aesthetic standards.

Jiang Pengji was speechless.

Receive?

Alright, she surrendered.

Other than these decent Langjuns, there were a few noble ladies sitting on the other side of a translucent landscape screen.

At a glance, more than half of them were acquaintances.

Not long ago, they had just experienced an exciting adventure, and now they were in the mood to participate in the scholarly gathering. These young ladies were really bold.

When Jiang Pengji saw them, the noble ladies naturally saw her too. Among them, Shangguan Wan's eyes lit up. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net





She wanted to step forward, but they were in a public place. Everyone thought that Jiang Pengji was a man and Wei Jingxian's fiancé. If she was too attentive, she might be misunderstood as having feelings for "Sister Lanting."

As he thought of this, he froze in his action of getting up. Annoyed, he sat back down, feeling listless.

Jiang Pengji did not sit with the noble ladies. Instead, she found a seat among the Langjuns. Xu Ke and Taxue, the maid, sat on either side of her.

She was a little late. The assembly had already begun a quarter of an hour ago.

Everyone was very dissatisfied with her behavior of not even apologizing. However, they did not say it out loud and only silently expressed their disregard.

Jiang Pengji did not care at all. She picked a fruit that was soaked in the well water and threw it into her mouth. A refreshing coolness spread throughout her body.

Going against a few embroidered flowers and plants while reciting poems?

That would be a waste of time. He might as well eat, drink, and take a nap when he was tired.

She was relaxed, but the audience was anxious. They were still waiting for Jiang Pengji to amaze the world with a brilliant feat and slap their faces.

You're just going to change places to eat, drink, and then take an afternoon nap when you're participating in the poetry meet?

Host, you're such a disgrace to the transmigrated woman!

Host V: "When I was in school, my grades in liberal arts were pretty low. Please don't make things difficult for me." Even the archeologists of my era might not be able to understand the ancient sayings of ancient times. Other than training, I usually fight. I'm a martial artist.

The audience was dumbfounded. "…"

This was different from the script!

Lan Chui Yu Buzhe: "It's okay, host. We'll be your support. Baidu and Daddy Gu will help you."

Sorceress Ah Feng: "Left hand is the Tang Dynasty's Third Wave, right hand is the Song Dynasty's Yuan Qu. Above you, you have Li Bai's support. Below you, you have Du Gong's support. Host, you're a great person standing on the shoulders of the giants of poetry and literature. Even if they're dwarves, you can beat them in seconds."

You were just licking the screen half a minute ago, and now you're turning against me after licking the screen?

Jiang Pengji was speechless as she read the comments. Turning against them was as easy as flipping a book.

Meisha Warrior Ah Yuan: "My mouse is already on the Baidu search interface. I'll search for all the poems you want."

Jiang Pengji began to reflect upon herself as she looked at the audience who were not afraid of making things worse.

Had she been too quiet these past few days?

How could she make the audience forget about her previous brutality?

Host V: "As the saying goes, there's no first in literature and no second in martial arts. One poem can't win them over. If you cheat, you'll be exposed in minutes. Even if you make an amazing poem, they won't let it go. What should I do next? "

Moreover, the mainstream of this era was not about quatrains or songs. It was useless to copy them mechanically.

Perhaps in other eras, being exposed for plagiarism or impersonation was not a big deal, but in this era where literature prevailed, it was tantamount to seeking death. It would also implicate the whole clan. Even if one was from a noble family, once such a thing happened, one's entire life would be ruined.

Since it was so clear, the audience who had been following the stream for the past few days became much more clear-headed and stopped making a fuss.

Sigh, it was so boring without a poem segment. They'd better continue licking the screen in silence.

Jiang Pengji did not have the time to celebrate the rare moment of peace. She heard someone call her name and subconsciously turned her head to look.

"What's the matter?"

The other party choked. Anyone who was not blind could see how absent-minded Jiang Pengji was just now.

Due to the chaos of the 16 kingdoms and the unification of the Xia Kingdom, women were not restricted to the boudoir. Even now, the five kingdoms were divided into Xia, and the social atmosphere was biased towards men's rights. Women were slowly restrained by various rules, but for now, it was not too strict.

A gathering like this was basically equivalent to a blind date for young men and women of the right age.

These Langjuns, even if they were not interested in the noble lady next door, still wanted to show their best side, like a peacock spreading its tail.

Just when they were trying their best to show off their talents, a traitor appeared in the middle of the crowd. She looked like she was not interested.

Wasn't she looking for trouble?

When the Langjun's face was about to turn red, the audience who were watching the gathering reminded Jiang Pengji on the bullet screen.

She then looked slow and said, "I'm not good at poetry. I'm afraid I'm going to spoil everyone's mood."

She rejected me so directly?

The atmosphere was slightly awkward. At that moment, a clear voice came from the side, like pearls falling on a jade plate. There was a hint of a smile in the voice.

"Lanting is really mischievous. If it wasn't for the gathering, it would be extremely difficult to see you." Feng Jin walked out from under the pear tree. His skin was like snow, his face was like jade, and his eyes were like dots of paint. His phoenix eyes were long and narrow, and the ends of his eyes were slightly raised. He was not old, but his charm was already beginning to form.

Compared to Feng Jin's charm, which attracted the attention of the people when he appeared, Jiang Pengji's performance was too uncooperative.

"Why are you still in Hejian County?"

Everyone was speechless.

She just came to the gathering, and you want to kick her out of Hejian County with just one sentence?

Feng Jin did not show any anger towards Jiang Pengji's disdain. Instead, he asked the servant to place a seat next to her.

He joked, "Lanting's heartless words are really hurtful."

Jiang Pengji snorted. "Before saying those words, first clean up the perfume on your body. Let me give you a word of advice. You're young and refined. "

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment. He understood the meaning behind her words. His pale cheeks suddenly turned red, and he almost lost his composure.

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