She didn't know how to compose a poem, but she had studied hard when she was in school and her memory wasn't bad. Copying a couple of poems wasn't a problem, but she didn't want to. She didn't want to insult the poet's hard work.
"You all must have remembered wrongly. I, Gu Huarong, am recognized by the emperor as the number one dandy in the capital. How can a dandy compose a poem? If you all want to see a poem, why don't you ask my Brother Seven to come? My Brother Seven's handwriting is good and his poems are full of spirit. Many teachers have praised my Brother Seven for having the style of a sage poet. "
"County princess is too modest …"
Before Jiang Hanchun could finish speaking, Huarong interrupted her and continued: "How can that be? Have you ever seen a dandy being modest? "
Her lack of respect instantly caused all the noble ladies in the garden to be dissatisfied. But for some reason, they didn't do anything and only stared at her with unkind expressions.
Huarong was afraid of trouble, but it depended on what she was afraid of. She didn't care about these girls' little tricks.
She calmly sat on the chair and drank the plum blossom wine, "The wine is good. The scenery is good, the wine is good, and the beauties are beautiful. Why don't you all compose a poem? Or play a song on the zither. That would be perfect and not disappoint the plum blossom fragrance in the garden. "
Her tone and attitude were very much like a dissolute young master who admired beauties reciting poems. She didn't have any of the modesty that noble ladies should have.
"Quick, pour the wine for the county princess." Jiang Hanchun's smile almost disappeared, but she still forced a smile and ordered people to bring the wine to Huarong.
The servant girl walked over and picked up the wine jug. Huarong didn't stop her. In the past, she didn't like to bring servant girls to admire flowers. It was more interesting to pour the wine herself.
However … under everyone's gaze, the servant girl's hands and feet were unsteady. The jug of wine was about to spill onto Huarong.
Huarong's lips curled into a smile. She was really old-fashioned. She didn't want to cooperate today. She nimbly dodged and the jug of wine spilled on the chair.
"You scared me to death." She pretended to be surprised.
"County Princess, are you alright?" Jiang Hanchun and a group of maidens rushed over and asked her all at once.
Huarong shook his head. "It's nothing. It's just a waste of good plum wine."
"Pa." A Huarong sound that made one's face hurt was accompanied by a servant's pleading voice. "This servant knows her wrongs. Please forgive me, Miss."
"You've offended the county princess today. If the county princess doesn't forgive you, you'll see!" As she spoke, Jiang Hanchun slapped her again. Then, she turned around and apologized to Huarong in fear and trepidation, "This servant was too careless and scared County Princess. Please forgive me."
"Forgive? So it turns out that your scholarly family is so magnanimous. This kind of servant who disgraces his master would be beaten half to death and then sold off. Let me tell you, if there is a first time, there will be a second time. If he disgraces you once today, he will disgrace you again next time. I think it's better to beat him half to death and throw him out. "
"This …" Jiang Hanchun looked up at Huarong in surprise. Why was it different from what she had expected?
"Miss Jiang, you can't bear to?" Huarong raised his eyebrows. "Ah, after all, we grew up together. Naturally, our relationship is not as good as others. Even if he disgraces me, he can only endure it. What else can he do? I understand Miss Jiang. It's nothing. I forgive her. It's just a pot of wine. "Huarong looked indifferent.
Although it was normal, it was important to pay attention to the fact that they grew up together and disgraced each other. Jiang Hanchun boasted that she was the model of a scholarly family's daughter. How could her relationship with a servant be so special? How could she be disgraced?
Therefore, her face suddenly became fierce and she said, "Come, take her away and give her ten strokes."
The Gu family also had planks that were used to hit servants. They were three feet thick and were made of wood. When the servant heard that there were ten planks, she immediately pulled on Jiang Hanchun's sleeve and pleaded, "Miss, please forgive me. This servant won't dare to do it again."
"Such a grand event with such beautiful scenery. It's so noisy that I'm not interested in watching." Huarong said lightly.
"Why aren't you taking her away?" Jiang Hanchun felt that today's matter had not been settled. Instead, she had embarrassed herself in front of that lowly merchant family.
Two tall women came forward and pulled the servant girl away. Huarong said, "Ah, let's just do it here. It's good to liven things up."
"Liven things up?" A young lady widened her eyes. She did not know what Huarong meant.
Huarong looked at Shuxiu with great interest. "You tell them."
Shuxiu stole a glance at her mistress. She saw that her mistress was leisurely and had some unconcealable excitement in her eyes. She also wanted to laugh, but she managed to hold it in.
She wanted to see if she would not scare this group of young ladies to death.
"In the past, when our mistress was competing with others for power, she liked to listen to the sound of people beating people. The more miserable the sound, the more excited she was. After listening to it for a while, she could even tell how many times the bones were broken, how many times the flesh was rotten, and how many times the flesh was rotten. However, this beating was not as satisfying as cutting off the fingers. For people like this who are careless, we will cut off the fingers on the spot as a punishment. I guarantee that there will not be a second mistake."
"You have to be quick when cutting off the fingers. The kind of knife that is used to chop off pigs' heads can cut iron like mud. With one cut, there won't be enough time for blood to flow. You can only see the white bones emitting hot air …"
"County Princess!" Jiang Hanchun's face turned pale. She could not bear to hear such a bloody scene. Although the young ladies present looked high and mighty, and often beat and scolded people or set up evil schemes to harm people, they had never seen the scene of ruffians and hooligans fighting with iron rods.
Perhaps some of them were more ruthless than ruffians, but they were vicious without blood. With such a bloody scene in front of them, they were more or less afraid.
After just a few words, the young ladies looked at Huarong differently. If they were looking down on her before, now they were looking down on her with fear.
Huarong did not care if they looked down on her or not. It was good that they were afraid.
Shuxiu was interrupted and looked at Huarong. Huarong smiled slightly. She picked up the wine pot on the ground and smelled it. "The wine is really good. It's just that the mansaria has spoiled the wine's taste."
Hearing the three words mansaria, many people's expressions changed. Jiang Hanchun was even more flustered. She bit her lip and said, "How can you say that the wine has mansaria in it?"
"Miss Jiang is really knowledgeable. I only know the three words mansaria after studying medicine for a few days. How did you know?" Huarong placed the wine pot high in front of her eyes and scrutinized it. "Presumably, some people don't know what mansaria is. This herb has many names. In Da Kui, it is called mansaria. It has an aphrodisiac effect."
As soon as she said this, the whole courtyard was in an uproar. Someone even said excitedly, "How can she say these words!"
Huarong sneered. "If it's so embarrassing to say it, then wouldn't it be equivalent to apologizing with death?" After she finished speaking, she placed the wine pot in front of Jiang Hanchun and said as if she was teaching a child, "Miss Jiang, in this world, there are some people you can provoke and some people you can't. What do you plan to do about today's matter?"
Jiang Hanchun took a few steps back and looked at the wine pot in horror. It was as if she was being bullied by Huarong. "I don't know what you're talking about."
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