Peerless Physician: The Path of a Foolish Eldest Daughter's Rise to Power

Gu Xinyue arrived at the agreed place, where the Yang siblings were already there. Gu Xinyue asked, "Big cousin, you've all come."

Yang Muxiu said, "Of course we're all here. This is my cousin's first Lantern Festival back in the capital, and we've all come to support her."

"Do I need to put on a show? I'm not participating in the competition," Gu Xinyue looked at Yang Muyan, hoping she could explain.

"Cousin, don't think about it. He's talking nonsense. The Lantern Festival only comes once a year. The most important thing is for us to be happy."

Across the bustling street, sunlight streamed onto the bluestone pavement, and Gu Xinyue was drawn to the people on the other side.

A man appeared gracefully, as if a deity had descended to earth. He was tall and slender, and his moon-white robe swayed gently in the wind.

His face was as fair as jade, his eyebrows as dark as distant mountains, and his eyes as bright as stars, deep and mysterious, captivating anyone who looked into them.

His steps were light and graceful, each step seemingly carried by a celestial breeze, his hair fluttering in the wind, each strand exuding a lively and elegant charm.

Everyone turned to look, their eyes following his figure. Exclamations of amazement rose and fell, and the entire street fell into a state of astonishment and silence because of his appearance.

The Yang siblings realized that Gu Xinyue wasn't listening to them at all. Her eyes were fixed ahead, and a faint smile played on her lips, like a gentle spring breeze that warmed their hearts.

They looked in the direction Gu Xinyue was looking and saw that Xu Qingyuan, one of the four great talents of the capital, had walked past.

“Cousin, that was Xu Qingyuan, one of the Four Great Talents, and the heir of the Duke of Ningguo’s mansion.”

"How come this elegant and refined young master has a clueless younger sister, Xu Qingxiang?"

Yang Muqian looked at Gu Xinyue, thinking, "Oh no, has my cousin fallen for Prince Xu?" "Cousin, Prince Xu and my childhood sweetheart have married. Their deep love and devotion have become a celebrated story in the capital."

"Well, then what?"

"And then, that was it."

Yang Muyan covered her face and laughed. Yang Mujin and Yang Muzi smiled. Yang Muqian said embarrassedly, "Cousin, I thought you had taken a fancy to Prince Xu. Was I wrong?"

"You're overthinking it. I just noticed a lot of people looking at him. He has this otherworldly air about him, so I glanced at him a few more times. But you say they're a loving couple, but I don't think they seem that way at all."

"How do you know, cousin?" Yang Mujin asked.

“I see no emotion in him, as if he is not a person of this world.”

"Let's go, let's have dinner at Tianxiang Restaurant first. It will be dark by then, and we can go shopping together and see the lanterns."

As they walked, Gu Xinyue saw Gu Xinrou and several young men and women walking towards them from the opposite direction.

"Second sister, where are you going?"

"Third sister, there are no seats left at Tianxiang Restaurant."

"You made the reservation?"

"The shopkeeper said there would be seats, but we would have to wait. We'll go out first and look around elsewhere."

Yang Muyan whispered in Gu Xinyue's ear, "Want to come together?"

Gu Xinyue gave Yang Muyan a smile, then said to Gu Xinrou, "Why don't you and your Wu cousins ​​have dinner with us?"

The Wu siblings smiled excitedly, but Gu Xinrou quickly said, "No, no, we'll talk about it together when you get back to your residence."

Then he pulled the Wu sisters away, and the others followed, but they made no attempt to hide their disappointment.

“Cousin, you’re a great older sister. Everyone else tries to get close to our older brother, but she avoids him.”

"My elder sister is very understanding. I have the best relationship with my second elder sister in the manor."

The group entered Tianxiang Restaurant, where the manager greeted them. Upon seeing Yang Mujin, the manager was so surprised that his mouth dropped open and his eyes widened. He quickly composed himself and said respectfully, "Welcome, Young Master Yang, to Tianxiang Restaurant for your meal."

"How do you know he's my older brother? He rarely goes out drinking or shopping."

"My employer said that Young Master Yang is in the capital this year and asked me to keep an eye on him. I have met the second young master of the Yang family. Young Master Yang's charm and handsome appearance are unmatched. I recognized him at a glance."

Yang Muyan whispered to Gu Xinyue, "It's my first time visiting the Lantern Festival, just like you."

The innkeeper said, "Young Master Yang, our boss has prepared a couplet. If you can match it within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the boss will reserve a room just for you."

Yang Mujin said casually, "You can pay."

Gu Xinyue then noticed that many people were watching in the hall, whispering among themselves, and all of them looked very excited.

The shopkeeper cleared his throat and said loudly, "Young Master Yang, please listen carefully, the first line is..."

The sun and moon shine brightly at dawn and dusk, mountain winds and mists rise on their own, the stone skin breaks but remains firm, and ancient trees wither but do not die.

Please provide the matching line: "Time is like an incense stick's worth of time."

Yang Mujin glanced around at everyone and said, "The second line is..."

As autumn's chill deepens, the warmth of the rice stalks mingles with the rising sun; fresh fish and mutton are a welcome treat. At the door, I inquire what I desire; the sound of my voice still echoes in the still-sunlit air.

After a moment of silence, thunderous applause erupted from the Qing court.

"As expected of the foremost of the four great talents in the capital, I admire you greatly."

The crowd stirred, all praising the young master's talent.

Yang Mujin said to Yang Muzi, "Why don't you come up with a matching couplet?"

"it is good."

The shopkeeper said excitedly, "Please be quiet, everyone. Now, let's ask Young Master Yang to provide the matching couplet."

Yang Muzi smiled and said, "My second line is..."

The fields are fertile and strong, the grass is fragrant with blossoms, the crops are beautiful and lush, and the journey is long and arduous.

The crowd erupted in excitement, praising the young masters of the Yang family for their exceptional academic abilities.

The shopkeeper excitedly said, "Good, good, good."

Yang Mujin said to Gu Xinyue, "Cousin, would you like one?"

Gu Xinyue knew that her older cousin wanted to give her this opportunity to make a name for herself, so she turned to Yang Muyan, who was eager to try, and said, "Cousin, I'll pass. Let my older cousin do it."

Young Master Yang said, "Yan Yan, come here."

An excited Yang Muyan said generously, "My second line is..."

The rain falls and thunder roars, the grasses are fragrant, people say faith is hard to change, the maiden is incomparably beautiful.

This time, there were no cheers from the crowd, but rather gasps of amazement.

"So the women of the Yang family are this capable?"

"The Yang family has produced top scholars for generations, and now they have four! Apart from the eldest son, the other three sons haven't even taken the imperial examinations yet. The Yang family's literary talent is truly well-deserved!"

At that moment, applause came from upstairs, and then the owner of Tianxiang Tower, dressed in fine clothes, said, "Young Master Yang, please come upstairs."

When the group reached the second floor, Gu Xinyue saw that the stairwell to the third-floor VIP room had been blocked.

"Young Master Yang, let's walk to the end of the second floor. There's a private room on the third floor that we've reserved for you."

As Gu Xinyue passed by private room number three, the door happened to be open, and she saw Gu Hao, Gu Xinyao, and Zhu Jiaojiao having their meal inside.

She didn't stop and walked straight past.

Enter the room on the third floor.

Several calligraphy and paintings by literati hung on the wall, their brushstrokes exquisite and the air filled with the fragrance of ink. The design of the tables and chairs was also unique, exuding a subtle scholarly atmosphere.

A guzheng sits by the window, and a few plum blossoms are arranged in a vase on the windowsill, their delicate fragrance wafting faintly, giving one a sense of tranquility and serenity.

After the group was seated, the innkeeper personally served them and took their order.