Chapter 22 022 The First Talented Woman in the Xiangfu (4)

Beijing, the second floor of Fengya Building.

"Miss, this restaurant is really unique," Mohen looked at the so-called sofa placed in the middle of the second floor, always feeling familiar, and after a while, he suddenly remembered, "Little... young master, this is not you..."

Is it about the same in the valley? Even better than this!

Just before the last sentence was finished, Ye Shaohua interrupted, "Can't the cake stop your mouth?"

Mohen ate the cake aggrievedly, and pointed to the other dishes on the table: "Master, this is pasta, this is ice cream, this is juice..."

While pouring water for Ye Shaohua and introducing Ye Shaohua, she couldn't help but admire: "It's really delicious! I don't know how this store owner can think of so many delicious and novel things. I heard that the first floor of the world still has There is a hot pot, miss, do we have time to try it? Speaking of which, I don’t know how this second son did it.”

If it weren't for his own young lady in front, then the second son must be Mohen's most admired person.

This Fengya Building is called Fengya Building because it is a place for literati and writers to communicate. Two years ago, the residents of Fengya Building had a champion, which made it an instant hit.

In the past three years, officials in the capital have been accustomed to looking for Keqing here, and the environment here is really good.

"I can only see the shape," Ye Shaohua shook his head after taking a sip of the juice, and then pointed to the juice: "This juice will taste better after putting pectinase in it. I'll let you try it if you have time."

Bai Zhenzhen estimates that it is not very good in modern chemistry, otherwise it will taste better if pectinase can be made.

Ye Shaohua just watched Mohen eat, and she was too lazy to do it, Mohen just wanted to be fresh. In fact, most of the things here tasted average. Although she didn't know what the pectinase her lady was talking about, it was strange that the lady would pound it. There are too many weird things, and she can't remember them even if they ask them. She is used to not asking them.

Ye Shaohua, who has eaten a modern Michelin meal, has no interest in these roots.

After Mohen finished eating, the two were ready to go downstairs. Unexpectedly, the second floor was full of people at this time.

"Plums stay sour and teeth are soft, and plantains are divided into green and window screens. Sun Chang sleeps ruthlessly, watching children catching willow flowers." After reading a poem, one person can't help but sigh, "It takes three breaths to make these verses, white and white. The second lady is really only eight fights tall, and I’m far behind when I wait for a horse, and this word, the combination of hardness and softness, is not easy to count, the number one talented woman is well-deserved, and she should be a model of women.”

Others frequently echoed.

Hearing this, Bai Qianhu raised his chest proudly. There was a strange girl in the general's house. Who would dare to say that ordinary people have no brains in the future?

Ye Shaohua didn't listen to her footsteps, but Mohen, who was following behind her, heard these words, and couldn't help but glance at the poems hanging in the hall, and muttered: "It's not so good."

This sentence is very light, but Bai Qianhu, who has been practicing martial arts since childhood, heard it. It was the first time in the past few years that he heard that someone looked down on his sister, and his temper came up at that time: "You idiot, you understand this. What is the meaning of the poem? And this original willow style, who else in the world can write it?!"

Ye Shaohua hasn't appeared in front of people for three years. This time, she dressed up in men's clothes. She was so good at disguising skills that none of the Bai brothers and sisters could recognize her.

Seeing that her young lady was silent, Mohen couldn't help but straighten her chest, "Whoever said no, I know someone!"

Hearing this, most of the people at the scene stopped, and the competitive Bai Zhenzhen also put down the pen and looked at Mohen with a very beautiful face: "I don't know which talented person it is?"

"Naturally she is the number one talented woman in the capital, the eldest lady of the Ye family, Ye Shaohua!" Mohen was very proud.

As soon as the sentence fell, the very curious talents present shook their heads instantly, how can Ye Shaohua be compared with Bai Zhenzhen now?

Bai Qianhu is not so reserved by these literati, he sneered, "Miss Ye family? Then you ask her if she dares to come out? Three years ago, the poetry meeting was defeated by my sister, the first talented woman in the capital? You are the first. Coming to the capital next time? I don’t know if the title of talented girl has already changed hands?”

It has been three years since that chess art brush, and Ye Shaohua has been in the valley. In the past three years, Bai Zhenzhen has become popular all over the capital with two poems that literati and writers can't put down.

Not only that, her own original willow body is also widely loved by the public.

Her scores are also widely circulated in the streets and alleys, and even the court masters dare not play the song "Guangling San".

More importantly, the chess game she set up in Fengyalou is still unsolvable.

"You..." Even Tian Jizi praised her own young lady's words for being unique, Mohen didn't know much about them, but she saw that her young lady's handwriting was arrogant and graceful, and the words of ordinary men were not as majestic as hers.

She only knew that she looked at this Bai Zhenzhen's words just as normal, she couldn't help but marvel when she saw the words of the young lady!

"Dog," Ye Shaohua said nothing, she opened the folding fan with a "snap", turned her eyes slightly, and said with a noble and indifferent expression, "Let's go back."

Even if she has been disguised, even dressed in men's clothing, her delicate face, which is like a wolf's brush, still makes people dare not look directly at her.

Even Bai Qianhu, who wanted to hate her, couldn't help but turn his face back. It's too rare for a man to grow up like this, isn't it?

Ye Shaohua listened to Mohen's talk all the way, and finally arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Compared with the family Ruoshi three years ago, the current Prime Minister's Mansion is not as low as it is, but it has not seen many people.

As soon as she returned to the mansion, a noble lady escorted her to the boudoir and changed into a long snow-white brocade dress, with lifelike plum blossoms embroidered on the skirt, and a water-red gauze over it. , Shengguang is compelling.

Not to mention Mrs. Ye, even Tian Tian was stunned by the ink marks on that face for a long time, secretly muttering to herself that the young lady is more eye-catching than three years ago, and I don't know which one of the dragon and phoenix is ​​worthy of her.

Mrs. Ye took Ye Shaohua to the prime minister's study with satisfaction. The two stood behind the screen. Mrs. Ye pointed to the front through a corner and whispered: "See, that person is Fang Tuo, the champion two years ago. , romantic and suave, there are no wives and concubines in the family, he is the number one talent in the capital, and your father is full of praise, and your brother is a classmate and friend, can you agree?"

Hearing this, Ye Shaohua sighed while holding his forehead, but he did not interrupt Mrs. Ye's enthusiasm.

Because she knew that this Fang Tuo was a member of Bai Zhen Zhen's secret sponsorship, Fang Tuo also knew that the famous Second Young Master and Second Miss Bai were actually the same person.

Having seen Second Miss Bai's advanced thinking and extraordinary talent, he has long been concerned about each other, how could he have come to like her, the eldest Miss of the Ye family who has been obscure for the past three years?

Ah, another day of kneeling durians (T_T)