After I traveled through the book, I fought back in the Hou Mansion

Chapter 94

Lu Zhaozhao turned around, pretending to have just noticed her, and said in surprise: "Ah! Sister Luo, when did you come out?"

Then, she raised her hand and gently touched the jadeite hairpin in her hair. With an embarrassed look on her face, she said, "This was just sent by my eldest brother. He didn't mention you, my younger sister, so I don't know if you received it."

After saying this, she suddenly seemed to realize she had said something wrong. She slapped herself lightly and said quickly, "Oh, it's all my fault. You just came out, and Big Brother probably hasn't had time to send you off yet. Don't worry, wait until the banquet is over, and then we can go across the street and ask Big Brother."

Luo Shuiyao's expression remained unchanged as she watched her performance quietly.

Seeing that she had been performing for a while but had failed to stir her emotions, Lu Zhaozhao felt quite bored, so she turned to the other noble ladies and said, "Alright, I hope you sisters will give me some face and not mention this matter again. Didn't we just say we wanted to play a little game? Sister Yao happened to be here too, so let's play together."

Su Yu'an found it rather boring that the two of them didn't argue as he had expected. Hearing Lu Zhaozhao's words, he also understood something: it seemed that the two of them were not getting along.

However, this village girl seemed to be deeply loved by the Marquis' wife, and this girl from the Lu family was also favored by Ye Shizi. In this case, it would be interesting to watch the two of them fighting.

Originally, Su Yu'an had won the favor of Princess Kangning and received this imperial gift, which made the noble ladies in the courtyard envious and admired her. But now, this woman named Lu intervened and instantly attracted all the envious eyes.

Su Yu'an couldn't stand her at this moment, and thought that if she was defeated, he would feel better, so he wanted to provoke a fight between the two so that he could sit back and watch.

At this moment, she heard Lu Zhaozhao mention this and sneered disdainfully: "Everyone knows that this woman from the Luo family is from a rural background. The little games played by the noble ladies in Kyoto are mostly elegant things like composing lyrics and poems. With her background, how could she play with them?"

This woman surnamed Lu looked decent, but her heart was so cruel. It was true that appearances were the root of all evil. But what did this have to do with her? She would neither expose Lu Zhaozhao's disguise nor warn the village girl.

Instead, she started the conversation, fanning the flames: "It is truly a rare opportunity for all of you sisters to gather here today. Now that spring has arrived, flowers are blooming and everything is reviving. How about we take 'Spring' as the theme and have each of you write a poem? What do you think?"

The noble ladies present were not stupid people, and each of them had a kind heart.

At this point, they also saw the clues, and when they heard someone take the lead, they all agreed, "Okay, Sister Su, what you said is very true, why don't we do it this way."

Lu Zhaozhao also nodded in agreement, then turned his gaze to Luo Shuiyao and said, "Sister Yao, what do you think?"

Luo Shuiyao hadn't said a word since then. She watched them digging a hole for herself with an expressionless face. She knew that these noble ladies looked down on her.

No, to be precise, they looked down on her because of her background, but she was not the original owner, so naturally she would not let these noble ladies get what they wanted.

She folded her hands in front of her stomach, held her head high and chest puffed out, then walked forward gracefully, scanning each of their faces with a smile. "Since you all want to compete in writing poetry, although I come from the countryside and cannot compare to your proficiency in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, or your vast knowledge and talent, I do know a few characters, so I can accept this task."

"but……,"

Here she paused for a moment.

Seeing that she had directly exposed their thoughts, everyone's faces turned ugly. Now, hearing her hesitation, they asked, "But what?"

When Luo Shuiyao heard her question, the corners of her mouth slowly rose and she laughed wantonly. "It's not impossible to fulfill your request, but there must be some prize."

Lu Zhaozhao frowned and asked, "What prize do you want?"

As she spoke, she protected the jade-inlaid hairpin on her head, "This hairpin is a gift from the emperor, I can't give it to you easily."

She held the hairpin on her head, her heart pounding wildly. She wondered: Could she be asking for this imperial gift back? Or perhaps she knew something? No, it couldn't be. How could she possibly know?

Lu Zhaozhao pinched herself hard and forced herself to calm down.

Luo Shuiyao caught a glimpse of the uneasiness in her eyes, and his gaze gradually turned cold.

"Of course I don't want this hairpin. I just need each of you to take out your most valuable piece of jewelry as a prize. After we finish writing our poems, we'll send them to the men across the street and let them be the judges. If I win first place, all your prizes will belong to me."

"Of course, if I am defeated by you, I will naturally follow the same rules."

As she spoke, she took off the blossoming hibiscus bracelet she had just put on her wrist and placed it on the table. She then took a step back and glanced at the other noble ladies.

The noble ladies looked at each other, and finally Lu Zhaozhao calmed down, bit her lip, pulled out a gold and jade butterfly hairpin from her hair, and placed it next to her bracelet.

Seeing this, Su Yu'an took the opportunity to watch the fun and took off a red bead and ruby bracelet from his wrist and placed it aside.

Seeing someone take the lead, the other ladies also began to place their prizes on the table. In a short time, the table was covered with a large number of gemstones, gold and silver jewelry of various colors, which looked dazzling and sparkling, and it was really enviable.

Luo Shuiyao glanced at the things on the table vaguely, trying her best to suppress her pounding heart.

It's so good, it's so good, she must fight for so many things. How much money can she get if she sells these things? With these, she doesn't have to worry about the things she wanted to do in the early stage.

Although she is not good at writing poems, there are so many poems in the five thousand years of Chinese history. She was also careful just now. She said to write a poem, not to compose a poem. She didn't believe that she couldn't defeat these paper people by relying on her ancestors!

A sensible maid had already prepared some paper and distributed one to each lady. The yard fell silent for a moment.

Luo Shuiyao glanced at the crowd, noticing some sitting steadily at their desks, writing with gusto, while others bit their pens, frowning in deep thought. She curled her lips slightly, picked up her pen, and steadily wrote down a poem, stroke by stroke.

Finally, she finished her last stroke. She blew on the ink on the paper, waiting for it to dry before folding it. Turning around, she saw that some people had already finished writing, while others hadn't put down their pens yet. She sat quietly without saying anything more.

Finally, after the last person put down their pen, she spoke, "Now that everyone has finished writing, write your name on each piece of paper and fold it up. Choose a trustworthy person to send these poems to the men next door and have them choose the best one. Then we will announce the winner based on the name written on the paper. What do you think?"

The ladies heard her words and thought they were very fair, and they all agreed. "Very well, it will be as you say."