Ye Youlan's daily life of traveling through time

Chapter 111 The Mysterious Mr. Tang Song

The celebration banquet began. People of status sat in the hall, and people of lower status sat in the yard. Anyway, the spring weather was beautiful and it didn't affect everyone's mood.

When the wine was at its best, someone suddenly suggested having a poetry competition to liven up the atmosphere.

Ren Qishan stroked his beard and said with a smile, "Sure, there will be a reward for the best one."

Just as one of the teaching assistants was about to start speaking, Ye Youlan raised her hand and asked with a smile, "I wonder what the reward is?"

Ren Qishan looked at Ye Youlan and asked her what reward she wanted.

"If someone from the academy takes first place, I will reward them with 100 taels of silver. If someone from outside the academy takes first place, I hope the academy will open a women's class and allow women to study here."

Everyone laughed. This award was good, but they didn't think anyone from outside the academy could get first place.

Ren Qishan nodded.

Chen Xiaoling looked at Ye Youlan worriedly, feeling that she would have to pay money this time.

The teaching assistant said to write a poem on the theme of flowers.

Ye Youlan thought that the 300 Tang poems she had memorized since elementary school were not in vain, as this was where she could put them to good use.

Soon, people from the academy began to compose poems, and there was thunderous applause and cheers. Ruoyun tilted her head and looked at Ye Youlan: "Miaoyu didn't come today, what a pity."

Yu Rou was pondering in her heart, and Li Zong said to her with a smile: "What else can Ye Youlan do besides eating, drinking and having fun? Miao Yu might be able to turn the tables here, so she can just wait to lose money!"

Yu Rou rolled her eyes at him and said unhappily, "If you have time to mock others, why not use your brain and come up with a song of your own?"

Li Zong straightened up: "You really think too highly of me."

The Seventh Prince glanced at Ye Youlan, took her hand and gave her a firm look: "It's okay to lose a hundred taels of silver."

"Can you think of it, my Lord?"

"I'm not very good at this, but those in the academy are talented people."

The people in the academy wrote more than a dozen poems in a row, and no one else had come up with a better poem than theirs. Ren Qi smiled proudly and said, "I just did it to liven up the atmosphere. It doesn't matter whether you give me money or not." What he meant was that Ye Youlan should pay the money.

Ye Youlan saw that it was finally her turn. She stood up and motioned for everyone to be quiet. "I just thought of a few songs. Please correct me if I am wrong."

This tone was very arrogant, and she thought of a few more songs. Everyone looked at her with different expressions, some were mocking, some were worried.

Li Zong added, "Ye Youlan has made a fool of herself, and the Seventh Prince doesn't care about her. If she loses, she can afford to pay a hundred taels of silver. Why does she have to show off? Everyone knows how good she is."

Ye Youlan cleared her throat and said, "It's spring now. I'll start by writing a poem about spring flowers:

When the calyx is in bloom in February, either deep red or light purple is suitable.

How can the good spring last longer? Fallen leaves cannot grow back on branches.

The brightness is not due to the sunny day, and the fluttering is not due to the evening breeze.

The glory of the world is fleeting, and the mistakes of the world are unknown to everyone."

Everyone was surprised, and then applauded.

Ren Qishan was also stunned for a moment, his expression changed, and he looked at Ye Youlan in disbelief. When did this girl become so powerful?

"The princess writes good poems. You just said you wrote several. I'd like to hear the next one."

"'Happy Rain on a Spring Night'" Good rain knows its season, and it comes in spring. It creeps into the night with the wind, moistening everything silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, only the fires on the river boats shine brightly. At dawn, I see the red wet places, where flowers are heavy in the city."

"Good poem, good poem." Someone stood up and applauded excitedly.

Some people also questioned: "The poem is good, but we want to write about flowers, and the princess is writing about rain."

"Then I'll write another poem: April's flowers have faded, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are just beginning to bloom. I long for spring's return, but I can't find it, and I didn't know it had turned into this place."

There was another round of cheers, and Ren Qishan and other people in the academy had to admit that she won.

"May I ask, Princess, which master did you learn from?"

Everyone waited for Ye Youlan's answer. Ye Youlan smiled and said, "My teacher's surname is Tang and his given name is Song. He is a hermit who enjoys a life of leisure and tranquility. Many years ago, I was fortunate enough to receive his guidance, but he wouldn't let me easily reveal his whereabouts, so I never mentioned it. If it weren't for the fact that I was fighting for a girl's admission today, I wouldn't have mentioned it so easily either."

Someone stood up to thank the princess for fighting for school admission benefits for women all over the world, and for blessing women.

"We'll send out a notice tomorrow. Women who are interested in studying can come to the academy to register and take the exam. Those who excel will be admitted." Ren Qishan said cheerfully, "How about admitting twenty women?"

Ye Youlan smiled: "Since the class has started, let's recruit more, forty or so! If there are not enough teachers, the palace will help."

Ren Qishan waved his hand and said, "That's not necessary. The Teachers' Academy can still afford it."

After the celebration banquet, Chen Xiaoling did not get on her own carriage. She came to Ye Youlan and asked her when she met Mr. Tang Song and how come she didn't know him?

The Seventh Prince coughed beside him, and Chen Xiaoling left in disappointment.

After getting on the carriage, Chen Su said to her, "We are outside now. Have you forgotten that she is the princess?"

"I'm just curious."

"You can ask me next time we meet. Actually, I'm curious too. The princess's poems are truly the best in the capital. They overshadow everyone in the academy, even Miaoyu."

The same question was also asked between Yu Rou and Li Zong, and between Ruo Yun and Li Chuang.

Ye Youlan sat in the carriage, staring intently at the Seventh Prince. Seeing his calm expression, she asked, "Aren't you curious?"

"I'm curious, but I won't force you if you don't want to."

"But if you push me, maybe I'll tell you."

"When and where did you meet Mr. Tang Song? How old is he? Is he good-looking?"

"He was very old, very old. You can't say he was good-looking. To describe him by his appearance would be an insult to him. He had a very eventful and brilliant life."

"Will I ever get to know him?"

Ye Youlan shook her head: "You don't stand a chance. In fact, the poems I just mentioned were all written by him. I just memorized them and said them. I am not the creator, I am the carrier."

The Seventh Prince was a little disappointed: "Where did you know him?"

Ye Youlan smiled and said, "I'm reading a book."

The Seventh Prince reached out and lifted Ye Youlan's chin: "I feel like you're just trying to be perfunctory with me. Can you let me see a book? What book?"

"I saw it in a dream. Believe it or not, it really was a dream. Sometimes when I fall asleep, I dream that I went to a very wonderful world."

"Next time you dream, take me with you."

"it is good."

Ye Youlan's beauty at Jinghua Academy shocked the entire capital. Her poems were circulated everywhere. Someone took her poems to ask Prime Minister Ye if he knew Mr. Tang Song. He was truly an extraordinary person.

Prime Minister Ye wondered how his daughter had met such a remarkable man. He would ask her about it when she got home.

Ren Qishan sent people all over the country to look for Mr. Tang Song. Ye Youlan laughed out loud when she heard the news at home.