Quickly wear it with your skills

Of course, she wasn't the only one in the lobby who had this question. "Yes, Madam Lou is already young and beautiful, and her makeup looks even more beautiful under the bright sky."

Those who wanted to know or those who wanted to get closer to her all praised her. Lan Hanlu didn't take any responsibility and just shared the powder she made and some tips on how to put on makeup at home.

After getting a good deal, everyone's tone and attitude changed. "Mrs. Lou, your cosmetics are really good. Don't you want to open a shop? We are all your hidden customers."

This woman was the consort of the Minister of Rites, about twenty-one or twenty-two years old. She seemed quite lively, evidently favored by both her parents and her in-laws, otherwise she wouldn't have such a temperament. Everyone called her Madam Chen.

Lan Hanlu covered her mouth with a handkerchief and chuckled softly, "Since you've requested so strongly, I'd be ungrateful if I didn't open a shop and earn some money."

He put down his handkerchief and looked more serious. "You know I just got home, and I need two days to sort out things at home. I'm afraid the matter of opening the shop will have to wait a while."

The eyes of several people who originally had bright eyes dimmed a little. Women dress up to please themselves, women dress up for themselves, who wouldn’t be happy to be beautiful!

"But it doesn't matter. I still have some gouache I made earlier. I'll divide it into small boxes and send them to everyone when I get back. You can try it.

If it goes well, I hope you guys will come to my shop when it opens. However, the quantity is limited, so each person will only get a small box."

"Oh, how can a beggar complain about bad food? Just ask someone to deliver it to you. We will definitely support you when you open your business and help you make a fortune." Mrs. Chen said with a smile, waving her handkerchief.

Lan Hanlu stood up and bowed, "I have to thank you all for your kindness."

At this time, a maid came in, bowed, and then said softly, "Ladies, my princess invites you to the garden to enjoy the flowers."

Everyone naturally obeyed, and walked slowly towards the garden, supported by maids and nannies. The garden had been decorated, and various chrysanthemums were in full bloom.

There was a tea table in the pavilion nearby, where the ladies sat to admire the chrysanthemums. The young ladies in the boudoirs gathered in groups of three or five, either admiring the chrysanthemums, reciting poems, or writing calligraphy.

This is shown to the wives of the heads of each family. It will serve as qualifications and capital for future marriage proposals, and also gives the wives of each family the opportunity to get to know the young ladies.

Lan Hanlu was married and had a high enough status, so naturally she sat in the pavilion with these ladies. The rules for such gatherings were not so strict, and there was a maid every two steps and a nanny every five steps around her.

It's quite difficult to do something shameful if you really want to, after all, you don't know which rockery or pavilion in this mansion can speak.

So if there are rumors of framing the ladies, there are occasionally some, but few people know the truth. They are all masters of domestic fighting who have come from that time. They can tell who is thinking what at a glance without having to say it.

There are some people who, because Qiu Yiyi had stepped on them so hard before, felt cheated when they first saw Lan Hanlu and kept their distance from her. Wasn't she just taking this opportunity to belittle her?

Come to think of it, if someone can hang out with this kind of person, how can he be a good person?

Qiu Yiyi felt wronged by her peers. When she turned around and saw people sitting in the pavilion eating fruit and admiring flowers, she felt so angry that she came up with an idea.

Seeing several people competing in poetry writing, she slowly approached and argued with them about whose poem was more meaningful and whose poem was more in line with the scenery.

Just when he was about to say something, the eldest princess came over. Some people stood up and saluted. The eldest princess kindly asked everyone to stand up.

Then he walked over to where the girls were gathered and asked, "I see you're talking very heatedly, what are you discussing?"

The other ladies also slowly walked out of the pavilion and gathered here. At this time, a little girl blushed slightly and bowed, then said, "We are discussing whether Sister Zhao's poem is better or Sister Wei's poem is better."

As soon as she finished speaking, a clever girl placed both poems in front of the princess, who carefully read them. She then praised the two girls for their poems and gave them some rewards.

Things would have been over at this point, but then Qiu Yiyi stepped up and said, "Princess, since the two girls can't decide who's the winner in their poetry contest, why don't we ask our general's wife to write a poem for us so that the two sisters can learn from it."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Lan Hanlu, "I heard that Madam's father was a scholar, and his literary talent was surprisingly good. Madam, you have been influenced by him, so I think his literary talent is also quite good.

I wonder if those of us here have the honor of witnessing Madam’s talent?”

Her words made many people frown. If they were not mortal enemies, who would do such a thing at the eldest princess's party?

I don’t know whether to say she is brave and resourceful, or bold and brainless.

Following her line of sight, Lan Hanlu took two steps forward, exiting the crowd and arriving in front of the eldest princess. Although these young ladies had already thought this lady was beautiful, the closer they got, the more astonished they were.

Lan Hanlu bowed to the eldest princess first, then looked at Qiu Yiyi and said, "The poems written by both girls are good. There is no need to learn from me, but Miss Qiu still has room for improvement. Then I will write a poem for you to learn from."

So he walked slowly to the table, dipped his pen in the ink that someone had just ground, and began to write slowly.

The autumn bushes around the house resemble those of Tao's, and the sun gradually sets around the fence. It's not that I prefer the chrysanthemum among flowers, but after this one blooms, there are no more flowers.

She held the brush in her hand and wrote with ink, her thin gold script combining strength and softness, and her brushwork was smooth. Although the poem was not finished, the words were already rare, and now everyone around was sighing.

After finishing, she placed the pen directly on the pen holder and turned to the princess. "Excuse me, princess. The chrysanthemums in your garden are arranged beautifully, and the flowers are blooming poetically."

"I'm glad you like it. If you like a pot, tell me and I'll give it to you. But the best one is over there. I'll take you to see it." As he said this, he grabbed Lan Hanlu's hand, patted it gently, and then pulled her to the other side.

The other ladies naturally followed, and the young ladies were left in the garden. As soon as these people left, the group of girls began to chatter about the poem and the calligraphy, and their praises were endless.

Everyone excluded Qiu Yiyi intentionally or unintentionally. Qiu Yiyi twisted her handkerchief and bit her lips, with tears in her eyes that refused to fall.

Not long after, a maid came over and bowed to the young ladies. Although these people did not know this maid, they could tell from her attire that she was not an ordinary person.

So the conversation stopped, and a very decent-looking girl stepped forward to ask the nanny why she came. The nanny just said that she came to collect the poem that Mrs. Lou had just written.

Then she walked to the table and saw that the poem had dried. She gently rolled up the paper and took it away.