At this time, Han Ruyi, who had led the gaze, spoke again.

However, this was still said to Mrs. Lin.

"Mrs. Lin, that girl came with Master Mu."

"I don't know which girl she is from, but since she can come here, she must be rich or noble."

"In the Song Chun Poetry Competition just now, that girl hasn't participated yet. Ruyi feels guilty for taking the first place!" Han Ruyi said.

Beside, another official lady who came with Han Ruyi quickly agreed: "That's right, now that you are here, even a maid has a chance to show off her own works and compare them with each other."

Han Ruyi continued: "Mrs. Lin, why not ask that girl to recite one too!"

Mrs. Lin cast her gaze on Yang Ruoqing and looked at her again.

I had just glanced at her from afar through the beaded curtain, and felt that this woman was relatively clean, elegant and comfortable to look at.

After entering the elegant room, there were too many people. He was busy presiding over the literary competition. He only nodded and said hello to Master Mu from a distance, and did not have any communication with the girl.

Mrs. Lin said gently to Yang Ruoqing: "This girl, I haven't asked you your name yet? Which family is she from?"

Upon hearing Mrs. Lin's question, Yang Ruoqin quickly put down the cake in his hand and stood up.

She smiled and responded: "Hello, madam, my surname is Yang. I come from a small place outside the capital. I am a friend of Lord Mu."

Mrs. Lin smiled and nodded.

"Miss Yang, since you are here at the poetry meeting today, would you be interested in writing an impromptu poem for entertainment?" Mrs. Lin asked.

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing was surprised.

Over there, Han Ruyi took over Mrs. Lin's words and said to Yang Ruoqing sincerely: "Master Mu is a great talent. As his friend, Miss Yang must also be talented, right?"

"We all really want to hear Miss Yang's masterpiece. Miss Yang, can you give us a chance?" Han Ruyi continued.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at Han Ruyi and saw through her thoughts at a glance.

No wonder you were laughing so weirdly before, and after doing it for a long time, you were waiting here?

Yang Ruoqing deliberately looked embarrassed, letting people see at a glance that she was not good at this.

Mrs. Lin turned her eyes, smiled and smoothed things over and said: "Composing poetry depends on your interest, and you can't force it."

"If Miss Yang is not in the mood right now and is not in a hurry, you can just sit down first. It doesn't matter." Mrs. Lin said.

Yang Ruoqing is quite satisfied with this Mrs. Lin.

He does not force others to do anything, and he is also aware of current affairs, considers the overall situation, and knows how to take care of other people's face.

However, some women don't.

They may even deliberately look for trouble.

Well, Han Ruyi's voice came right after.

"There is a saying that birds of a feather flock together, and since Miss Yang is a friend of Mr. Mu, and they came to this poetry meeting together, she must have some skills!" Han Ruyi said deliberately, raising her voice.

She also turned to ask the young lady next to her who came with her: "Miss Fang, do you think an ignorant person would casually come to a place like this and participate in a poetry meeting like this?"

Miss Fang quickly shook her head and said loudly: "That's definitely not the case. Even the maids we brought here can't compose poems, but they are familiar with it."

"If you can't do it, it's okay to memorize two capitals!" Miss Fang said.

Han Ruyi laughed again and continued: "Miss Yang, please don't be too arrogant. Quickly recite a few lines and let us all enjoy them. I am all ears!"

Han Ruyi's aggressive look was clearly visible to everyone present.

However, even though there were a few young ladies who thought this was inappropriate, they did not dare to stand up and defend Yang Ruoqing.

Everyone knows that Han Ruyi is the daughter-in-law of the Taishi Mansion and the niece of the current empress.

Rumor has it that the Queen intends to betroth Han Ruyi to a certain prince as his concubine.

Maybe Han Ruyi will be the future mistress of the East Palace and the next queen. No one dares to offend her easily.

As for the organizer, Mrs. Lin, there was a little more displeasure in her eyes when she looked at Han Ruyi.

However, Mrs. Lin's expression soon returned to normal, and now that the matter was over, she did not say anything to stop Han Ruyi.

Because she herself was a little curious about Yang Ruoqing.

I also want to see if this girl is really clueless and follows her here just to eat cakes!

Here, seeing the situation turning like this, Mu Zichuan stood up.

"Everyone, my friend doesn't really like to recite poems and compose poems. How about I compose one for her?" Mu Zichuan said.

He knew that Yang Ruoqing had not attended a serious school since she was a child. Although she could recognize some words, she had learned them from Old Yang Tou and Yang Sanshu.

Because the children of Lao Yang's family will all learn to read.

At this moment, asking Qing'er to compose a poem, these people can really think of it.

When he heard that Mu Zichuan wanted to write a poem for Yang Ruoqing, Han Ruyi was the first to refuse.

"Master Mu, are you too impatient to protect your shortcomings?" she asked with a smile.

"Today is a poetry and prose gathering, and the participants are all well-known ladies from all over the capital."

"We women are having fun together, and it's not good for you as a man to get involved, right?"

"Or...are you deliberately trying to show off in front of us, the women in the inner circle, because you are a prostitute and have a lot of experience? Hey!"

Han Ruyi sighed deliberately and shook his head.

This made Muzichuan very embarrassed.

Yang Ruoqing gently tugged on his sleeve and said, "It's okay. I'll do it myself. I just want to recite a limerick. I can do it!"

Looking at her innocent eyes, Mu Zichuan couldn't help but laugh or cry.

In the community, Qing'er can still memorize a few limericks popular in the countryside to cope with it.

But where is this place? Capital City!

A poetry meeting held by Mrs. Lin from Rongge's hometown.

To put it bluntly, which woman who can come here has not been studying since she was a child?

For them, writing poetry is as familiar as the girls in the village going to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables.

This is what they play with!

"I'm going to say goodbye to Mrs. Lin. Let's go!" Mu Zichuan said.

This place is not suitable for them. Han Ruyi obviously buried hatred for what happened at the shop last time, so she deliberately wanted Qing'er to make a fool of herself here.

He couldn't let Qing'er be laughed at, even if he offended the family behind this group of ladies, he would take Qing'er away.

As soon as Mu Zichuan raised his feet, he was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing.

"Why are you so anxious? I suddenly felt like writing a poem and wanted to write a poem!" She smiled at him and winked, signaling him to calm down.
Chapter completed!