Transmigrating into the book: The daughter of the Shen family is too arrogant

Chapter 152 Poetry

Now, she wanted to write poems on the painting, which completely destroyed all their more than ten years of hard work in learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

The writing moves freely and unrestrainedly, like flowing clouds and running water, going with the flow naturally.

The beauty of the moon is like ice and snow in the cold winter.

The red lips moaned slightly, the wolf brush moved quickly, and a line of poetry came out. Those ladies and young ladies from the noble families who had been gloating over this misfortune and thought that the Second Miss Shen could not compose a poem were all stunned as if they were hit by a club. They sat in their seats, speechless.

The autumn wind scatters ripples.

It seemed as if several young ladies from aristocratic families could not bear the blow and fell directly to the ground, while several young ladies from aristocratic families burst into tears in their seats, lamenting their inferiority.

Wei Xue's face was so pale that it had lost all its color. Was she really going to have to take Shen Qingyu as her master in the future?

Thousands of feet of dew sheds flowers on the secluded path.

At this time, even the ladies from the aristocratic families in the south of the Yangtze River who were present could not help but become excited, with faces full of disbelief. A young lady from an aristocratic family who had not yet reached the age of marriage actually had such talent, which was simply rare in the world. If she were a man, he would surely be on the list of successful candidates and a disciple of the emperor.

Dancing towards the lonely shadow.

When Shen Qingyu finished writing the last word, she put down the pen in her hand. Half an hour had passed.

Shen Qingyu completed all of Madam Nanrong's requirements, including finishing the paintings and poems within the stipulated time. Not only that, he did it flawlessly, leaving Madam Nanrong no room for maneuver.

The wilderness is steep and out of the dust, the green bamboo leaves are noble and pure, the horizontal branches are intertwined and want to soar into the sky, and they are free and unrestrained in the middle of the mountain. The moon is like ice and snow in the cold winter, and the autumn wind scatters and reflects the ripples. The thousand-foot dew flowers grow on the secluded path, dancing towards the lonely shadow.

In painting, poetry is used to describe painting, there is poetry in painting, the scene and mood of painting and poetry are integrated, and there is no flaw to be found.

What a good poem! It is truly a rare good poem!

Shen Ruyan sighed in her heart that this scene, this painting, and this poem are enough to be passed down through the ages and become a good story.

She had really misjudged all these years. The most hidden person in the entire Shen family turned out to be Shen Qingyu, the unremarkable second niece. What was funny was that she had always asked Jin Yue to guard against Shen Xitong, the illegitimate eldest daughter of the Shen family who was beautiful but had no talent. She had overlooked the most dangerous Shen Qingyu, which is why she was caught off guard by her today and could not find a way to deal with it.

Qing Yu, your aunt really admires you very much, but it's such a pity...

Shen Ruyan didn't know who she was thinking of, and felt a pang of regret in her heart.

The poem is excellent, but Miss Shen's regular script is like a flying goose playing in the sea. At first glance, it seems gentle, but in fact it contains a clear and strong spirit. It is ethereal yet graceful, without any artificiality, but it is natural.

"I'm sorry to make you laugh. I just started learning to paint this year. If my painting is not good, please forgive me."

Shen Qingyu added fuel to the fire again. It was really infuriating. She had only studied for three months and her painting skills were so great. How could they, who had studied painting for more than ten years, have the face to stay here?

"Second Miss Shen is really amazing. The ancients could compose a poem in seven steps, but Second Miss Shen doesn't even need one step. She's amazing."

Madam Nan Rong had long lost control of the current situation. She had planned everything, but she had never expected that the person who would shine at her birthday party today would be Shen Qingyu. She wasn't even an adult yet, but she had outsmarted all the young ladies from aristocratic families present, and she made them so stunned that they dared not even say a word of rebuttal.

Madam Nan Rong thought that as long as she gave in, Shen Qingyu, the daughter of a small merchant family, would give her some face. After all, the Shen family had paid a lot for today's opportunity.

But she didn't expect that Shen Qingyu would not give her any face at all, "Madam Nanrong, I have already made this painting and poem, but I don't know what your generous gift is."

If it wasn't for the generous gift, why would she go through so much trouble and do so much?

She is not an inexperienced girl who can be fooled by just a few sweet words.

The Nanrong family is a century-old prestigious family and the leader of all the Jiangnan families. If they break the agreement in public, they will naturally be ridiculed by the people of Jiangnan. But if Nan Rongyan is allowed to marry the second lady of the Shen family, how can Mrs. Nan Rong be willing?

As soon as they met, Shen Qingyu was disrespectful to her and said that she could not give birth to a son. If she really let this little girl succeed and became the young lady of Nanrong Mansion, there would be no place for her in Nanrong Mansion in the future. With such a bold and unpredictable daughter-in-law, she would be angered to death by her sooner or later.

Madam Nanrong smiled along but she regretted it deeply in her heart. Why did she agree to hold this birthday party and invite all the ladies and young ladies from the aristocratic families? Now, all her reputation as Madam Nanrong had been ruined by the second young lady of the Shen family. The reputation that Madam Nanrong had accumulated for more than ten years plummeted at this moment.

"Madam Nanrong, I heard that you recently got a piece of top-quality Beiling mutton-fat jade," Shen Ruyan once again came to the rescue of Madam Nanrong. "My niece hasn't even reached the age of marriage yet, and she sometimes acts a little rashly. Madam Nanrong, please don't take it to heart."

Shen Ruyan's words were undoubtedly a reminder to Madam Nanrong that Shen Qingyu had not yet reached marriage age and could not be considered for marriage. Even if the Nanrong family regretted it today, they could use this excuse to delay it.

Madam Nan Rong immediately understood and nodded to Shen Ruyan gratefully, "Madam Xiao, do you have the ability to tell fortunes? The generous gift I prepared today is the Beiling mutton-fat jade. It is top-quality jade. Second Miss Shen, you are blessed."

Shen Ruyan was right. Even if the descendants of Zhulian objected, she could just make a fuss about the fact that Shen Qingyu had not yet reached the age of marriage. What's more, all the people attending today were women. As a man, could he really question her in person?

The top-grade Beiling mutton-fat jade is priceless, but for the Nanrong family, although it is precious, they do not value it very much. The Nanrong family is well-off due to the protection of their ancestors, and they have many precious jades. If Shen Qingyu can be sent away with a piece of Beiling mutton-fat jade, although Mrs. Nanrong is reluctant, she is also very willing to do so. Moreover, using Beiling mutton-fat jade as a generous gift does not make the Nanrong family seem rude, and it can also shut up the gossips. After all, today's generous gift has not broken the last layer of paper, and the Nanrong family has the final say on what it is.

As a result, the person who was caught in a dilemma was Shen Qingyu.

If she didn't accept it, it would be that she was ignorant and arrogant. A small daughter of the Shen family would go against the entire Nanrong Mansion and overestimate her own abilities. But if she accepted it, she had gone to so much trouble today, and Nan Rongyan had worked hard to set up the game for her. The two of them had put on a show in front of everyone, but in the end she only got a piece of Beiling mutton-fat jade, and nothing else.