"It's her?"
Lu Qiaoqiao was startled. Because of the competition for Courtesan Belle, she naturally knew the famous peers in Qing 'an Prefecture. She even had a general understanding of each other's strengths and weaknesses. In fact, everyone had a copy of such information in their hands.
Therefore, she had always been very concerned about Ceng Zuimo, a very threatening opponent.
This kind of attention, after learning that she did not attend any banquets and did not seem to have any intention of competing for the title of Courtesan Belle, gradually decreased, and all their energy was focused on Liu Yiyi.
However, they still did not dare to underestimate her, because they all knew very well that the other party was the most unstable factor in this Courtesan Belle competition.
Therefore, seeing Ceng Zuimo on such an occasion tonight, Lu Qiaoqiao would naturally think more.
Could it be that she had changed her mind and decided to fight again in these last days?
Having missed the best time, this hope was very slim, unless …
Lu Qiaoqiao was not the only one who had this idea. Liu Yiyi also did not expect that Ceng Zuimo, who never attended such banquets, would actually come tonight. After greeting her and saying a few words, she felt uneasy for no reason.
After Liu Yiyi left, Ceng Zuimo looked around and found that all the quiet places in the garden were occupied. She could only pull Xiao Cui to a relatively quiet table, planning to sit for a while and then leave. This would be considered as completing the task given to her by the procuress.
"Over there … looks like Miss Zuimo?"
"Doesn't she never attend such occasions? How could it be … it really is her!"
"I haven't seen Miss Zuimo for a long time. It's said that she has no intention of competing for Courtesan Belle. Could the rumors be wrong? However, even if she wants to compete, it's too late, isn't it?"
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Although Ceng Zuimo rarely appeared in front of people these days, the popularity she had accumulated would not fade so easily. On the contrary, because of the recent silence, there were more people paying attention to her tonight.
"I didn't expect Miss Zuimo to come too." Looking from afar, a trace of surprise appeared on Yang Yanzhou's face.
Wan Qiliang cared about other things and said, "Just in time. After hearing what Yanzhou said just now, I also want to buy a painting from Miss Zuimo. I wonder if she will give me face and give me a discount of a few dozen taels of silver. After all, I am not as rich as Brother Yanzhou."
As they chatted and laughed, they walked over.
Ceng Zuimo naturally didn't know what the people in the distance were thinking. Looking at Xiao Cui, who was still frowning, she finally couldn't bear to let her worry, so she whispered a few words in her ear.
"Ah?" Xiao Cui was startled. Then, a look of joy appeared on her face. "Miss, is what you said true? In the future, we …"
"Shh, lower your voice." Ceng Zuimo gestured for her to keep quiet. This news couldn't be announced yet.
"Hehe, I got it." The worry on Xiao Cui's face disappeared. Since her mistress had already redeemed herself, what was the point of competing for the title of Top Courtesan? Wherever her mistress went, she would go. She wouldn't have to be afraid anymore.
She suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, Miss, Xiao Cui has something to give you."
Although the young miss no longer needed that thing, Xiao Cui still planned to give it to her. As for whether the young miss wanted to keep it or let her return it, it was up to the young miss.
"What is it?" While Ceng Zuimo was confused, she saw that after Xiao Cui searched around in her arms, her face changed, and she immediately became flustered.
"Oh no, oh no, Miss, I lost that thing!"
Xiao Cui stood up in a panic. Just as she was about to search along the path she came from, she suddenly saw a thin booklet lying a few steps away. She let out a long sigh of relief. Just as she was about to run over and pick it up, a pair of slender hands appeared in her line of sight.
Seeing a woman pick up the booklet, Xiao Cui quickly ran over and said, "I just dropped it."
"Oh, just because you say it's yours, it's yours. Do you have any proof?" The woman glanced at Xiao Cui and flipped it open.
"Give it back!"
Xiao Cui was about to reach out and grab it, but she was pushed by the maid next to the woman. She took a few steps back and almost fell.
"Whose maid is this? She's so unruly!" The maid glared at Xiao Cui and stood in front of the woman.
The woman naturally recognized that the young girl in front of her was the maid of Zeng Zuimo, the top artist of the Jadeite Courtyard. Otherwise, with her status, she wouldn't bother with a little maid.
But who told her to be Zeng Zuimo's maid?
Last year, during the Top Courtesan Selection, a certain young master who had always favored her turned to support Zeng Zuimo at the last moment, causing her to lose the Top Courtesan Selection. In this line of work, stealing a person's job was like killing their parents. She still remembered this hatred to this day.
Every dog has its day. This year, her Top Courtesan Selection was already in the bag, but the other party … The woman sneered in her heart. Did she still have a chance to turn the tables?
Opening the booklet in her hand, the sneer on her face became even more intense. Did she think she could turn the tables with a few lousy poems?
She casually recited the poem on the first page. "There is a beauty in the north, peerless and independent. One glance can topple a city, and another can topple a country. Better not know how to topple a city or a country, a beauty is hard to find … "
After reciting the poem, the sneer on her face disappeared. She felt some regret in her heart.
Even if a renowned courtesan didn't have attainments in poetry, how could they not have the ability to appreciate beauty? This poem describing a beauty, although the style was irregular, there were no flowery words, no detailed descriptions, and the language was simple and monotonous, but … but why did the image of a beauty that could topple a country appear in her mind?
"May I ask Miss Hu, can I take a look at this poem?" A voice came from behind her. Yang Yanzhou walked over with large strides and looked at her as he asked.
"Young, Young Master Yang." Hu Ning 'er looked at Yang Yanzhou and didn't know what to say.
She had just picked up this booklet from the ground, how would she know who wrote this poem?
"Miss Hu, can I take a look at this item?" Yang Yanzhou once again pointed at the booklet in her hand and asked.
Hu Ning 'er nodded her head in a daze and handed over the booklet in her hand. Yang Yanzhou was the head of the scholars in Qing An Prefecture, he wasn't someone she could offend.
"Song of a Beauty … I didn't think that there would still be someone who could write a folk song poem of this level. I wonder who the scholar who wrote this poem is? Can you introduce me to him?" Yang Yanzhou's face showed an expression of admiration as he looked at Hu Ning 'er and asked.
"This poem was written for our family's mistress." Following the arrival of Yang Yanzhou and Lu Qiaoqiao, the crowd gradually gathered towards them. Xiao Cui's voice was blocked out by the crowd.
Hu Ning 'er's expression changed a few times before she suddenly smiled and said, "To tell you the truth, this poem was given to Ning' er by a young master. That young master specifically told me not to reveal his identity. I hope Young Master Yang doesn't take offense."
Her face carried just the right amount of apology, as if there really was something that was difficult to say. Anyone who saw this would not have any thoughts of blaming her.
This' Song of a Beauty 'was completely different from those obscene lyrics and songs. There wasn't a single word of description in the entire poem, and it left one's imagination running wild. Even as a woman, Hu Ning' er couldn't wait to meet the beauty in the poem. If this poem could be publicized by Yang Yanzhou, it would greatly increase her reputation.
"Zeng Zuimo, I'll reluctantly accept this gift." Hu Ning 'er muttered inwardly, and the smile on her face became even more radiant.
"Devastatingly beautiful? How beautiful must this woman be?! "
"Even the legendary beauty Bao Si can't be compared to her!"
"She only listened to a few lines of the poem, yet she's so eager to meet the beauty in the poem. In the next few days, I'm afraid the Golden Phoenix Pavilion's door will be trampled to pieces!"
"Miss Ning 'er's title of Courtesan Belle is in the bag. If the Golden Phoenix Pavilion invests more resources, she might even be able to fight for the title of Courtesan Belle!"
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… …
Hu Ning 'er's heart was blooming with joy as she listened to the crowd's discussions. Tonight's surprise was simply too big for her.
At this time, Yang Yanzhou flipped to a page, and in the next moment, a puzzled voice sounded in her ears, "The clouds think of her clothes, the flowers think of her face, the spring breeze caresses the balustrade with dew. If we don't meet in the Jadeite Courtyard, we will meet under the moonlight on the Yaotai Pavilion. May I know when Miss Ning 'er transferred to the Jadeite Courtyard from the Golden Phoenix Pavilion? "
"Jadeite Courtyard?"
Hu Ning 'er's expression froze.
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