At this moment, even the matter of the one hundred taels of silver was temporarily thrown to the back of Li Yi's mind.
He couldn't blame anyone else for making such a mistake. He could only blame himself for not being able to control his mouth.
In his previous life, Li Yi was a moderate foodie. He had a great desire for good food and had eaten all kinds of famous snacks. After coming to this world, in a situation where food was extremely scarce compared to his previous life, it was not easy for him to come across a pastry that could arouse his appetite. His foodie heart began to lose control.
And then … it was embarrassing …
Encountering such an embarrassing situation, Li Yi's gaze was already too embarrassed to look over there. As for the women, after experiencing this small episode, they finally put away their curiosity about Li Yi. They gathered in the small space that belonged to them and began to talk in low voices.
After all, today's small poetry competition was what they needed to focus on.
Because today's victory or defeat directly affected whether or not they had the right to participate in tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Poetry Competition. For the many scholars of Qing An Fu, this was a kind of recognition of strength and status. Although they were women, they also wanted to compete with the men.
"Today, we have Ruoqing here. The other poetry clubs are nothing to worry about. Only the Eastern Li and White Dew Poetry Clubs cannot be underestimated. Su Wentian and Fang Zhou are both very good at Mid-Autumn poems. We still have to be careful." A slightly older woman looked at the two poetry clubs and spoke in a slightly serious tone.
"Su Wentian is one thing, but that Fang Zhou's poetry is extraordinary. The poem he wrote on the seventh day of the lunar month actually entered the top ten. If it wasn't for Sister Ruoqing, then he would have won first place at the poetry competition," another girl with an oval face said.
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me?"
"What do you mean it has nothing to do with you?" The girl argued with a smile, "If it wasn't for Sister Ruoqing taking out the 'Immortal Magpie Bridge', then wouldn't the first place have been taken by that Fang guy?"
"'Immortal Magpie Bridge' …" The girl's words seemed to make Ruoqing sink into some kind of memory. A look of regret appeared on her pretty face.
"Su Wentian cannot be underestimated." The older woman looked at the young girl, shook her head, and said, "In terms of Qixi poetry, Su Wentian might not be as good as Fang Zhou, but the styles of Qixi and Mid-Autumn poetry are completely different. Fang Zhou's Qixi poetry might not be better than his Mid-Autumn poetry. In last year's Mid-Autumn poetry meet, he lost to Su Wentian."
"Hehe, what are you afraid of? We have Sister Ruoqing!" The girl said disapprovingly, "Sister Ruoqing, go and see if there are any more sky prayer lanterns falling outside. Maybe you can pick up another Mid-Autumn Festival poem that will scare them to death!"
When the women heard this, they smiled helplessly. A poem of this level was enough to be passed down through the ages. How could it be picked up so easily?
At this moment, as if remembering something, the young lady suddenly said, "Do you guys think that the scholar who composed the Immortal Magpie Bridge will also participate in the poetry meet tomorrow?"
As soon as the girl said this, Ruoqing's eyes suddenly lit up.
"I'm afraid not."
The older woman shook her head and said, "Once the Immortal Magpie Bridge appeared, there were no more Qixi poetry poems. The number one scholar of Qing 'an Prefecture, who had always been an expert in Qixi poetry poems, tore up his own poem and said that he would never compose another Qixi poetry poem in his life. After that night, countless people searched for the scholar named Li Yi, but no one saw him."
"Could it be that the poem was really composed by an immortal from heaven?" The girl's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light as she murmured.
"Silly girl, you only know how to think. How can there be an immortal in this world?" A woman beside her lightly knocked on her head and said unhappily.
The older woman seemed to think of something and suddenly turned to look at Ruoqing and asked, "Right, didn't Ruoqing have news of that scholar named Li Yi? What happened after that?"
Wan Ruoqing shook her head and said, "Drunken Mo and I went to ask the scholar who painted for her. The scholar said that the painting wasn't made by him and that he only met that person once."
The older woman nodded and said, "I've seen that painting before. It's hard to imagine that the art of painting could reach such a level. The so-called" three parts of wood "is nothing more than this, isn't it? That scholar named Li Yi can be said to be a master of both poetry and painting. If I can meet him, it would be a great regret in my life. "
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "Drunken Mo has been hugging that painting and studying it these days and has had a small breakthrough. She talks about it all day long, probably hoping to see that person tomorrow."
Of course, Li Yi didn't know that this "Immortal Magpie Bridge" had won him the hearts of countless women. He already had many female fans in this world who saw him as a soulmate. It was likely that with just a word from him, there would be countless girls who would offer themselves to him, pledging their lives to him.
In this world, don't underestimate the attractiveness of those scholars to women.
Those famous scholars were almost equivalent to the Korean oppas in the hearts of the diehard young girls in the future. And Li Yi was the most popular type. His influence was evident.
Of course, Li Yi still didn't know about these things. Because of the blunder just now, his mood wasn't too good. If it wasn't for the fact that he really couldn't bear to part with the one hundred taels of silver, he probably would've left with his servant girl.
He had never done such an embarrassing thing in his two lives. So embarrassing!
The servant girl on the side saw that Li Yi wasn't in a good mood and said softly, "Young master, how about we go home?"
"Wait a little longer." Li Yi shook his head and said.
He had already lost face and urgently needed one hundred taels of silver to comfort himself. So even if he would be embarrassed when he saw those girls, Li Yi still didn't plan to leave this place.
"What stupid poetry gathering, why hasn't it started yet …"
Li Yi thought gloomily and stood up to find someone to ask. When he walked to the door, two figures walked in from outside.
The beautiful girl in front had just stepped through the door when she saw a young man dressed like a scholar walking in her direction. Her footsteps suddenly stopped and the expression on her face froze for a moment. Then, anger emerged.
"It's you!"
A rebuke that was suppressing her anger suddenly came from her mouth.
The fifteen or sixteen year old girl behind the girl was also stunned. She didn't know what had made the young miss so angry …
Li Yi was also stunned.
He raised his head and looked at the unfamiliar girl in front of him. He was a little confused.
Is she talking to me?
But I don't know her!
"Lecher!" The woman pointed a slender, jade-like finger at him. Her pretty face was filled with anger.
Li Yi was really a little confused.
What lecher?
Do we know each other?
The meaning of lecher … seems to be the hoodlums and perverts of the future …
Scolding someone the first time they met, is this girl crazy?!
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