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Chapter 429 The Golden Branch Will Not Come Down 20
In fact, Lan Shuying didn't see the man's face clearly, but the ghost pupil was not closed, and the big and bright halo of the protagonist had already exposed the identity of the man.

At this time, the protagonist who appeared in Changxiu County... was only He Yongjun.

I don't know what she came to find me for?
Lan Shuying stood leaning against the bamboo door for a few more minutes, seeing that He Yongjun was still hiding there thinking she was hiding there, she suddenly felt nothing interesting, turned around and went back.

In the same place, He Yongjun watched the smear of red disappear behind the bamboo door, and rubbed his little hands tangled.

That woman should be the wife the neighbor said, right?But... How can she recommend herself?

He Yongjun touched the paper roll on his cuff, with a troubled expression on his face.

……

"Master, He Yongjun wrote a few poems at home, and I'm bringing them with me now." Toffee suddenly reminded.

Lan Shuying carelessly stroked the cat's fur, "Then she wants to recommend herself?"

He Yongjun died in her own time and space, and Mrs. He believed in the Taoist's soul-calling, and just recruited this soul into He Erya's body.

When she arrives in a new place, the only thing she can offer is her proficiency in poetry, so of course she wants to take a ride with the wind.

It just so happened that Lan Shuying was Guo Yizhen's identity, and she should be one of the richest households in Changxiu County. Moreover, she is a woman who lives alone and has a relationship with Aunt He. It is not surprising that He Yongjun is following her.

"Hey, is the master going to give her a chance?"

"Let's see," Lan Shuying said calmly, "But I'm not very interested in reciting poems and painting. If she intends to impress me with this thing, she probably thinks too much."

The master and the servant were talking in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, at this moment, Master Zou's apprentice Ah Da came to her with a few pieces of paper.

"Miss, there is a child outside the door. She insisted on bringing these in. She said that she had the honor of meeting you before and wrote a few poems for you. Please have a look."

Lan Shuying took it.

Toffee's voice was an octave higher: "Yo yo, master, is this the legendary rainbow fart?"

Before Lan Shuying could answer, she said to herself: "No, Rainbow Fart can't make me admit defeat. I'm the cutest baby of the master! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

"Well, you are the cutest..."

Lan Shuying made a perfunctory sentence, unfolded the paper and glanced at it, and had to say, feeling... a little disappointed.

People in the plot are all touting He Yongjun's talent, but today it's nothing more than that.

Isn't there a metaphor?
The first person to compare women to flowers is a genius;
The second person who uses flowers as a metaphor for women is mediocrity;
The third person who follows this routine is a fool.

She thought that the praise that can reflect literary talent, not to mention "as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a dragon swimming", is at least similar to "it is suspected that a fairy came down to earth, and a smile wins Xinghua when she looks back".

As for He Yongjun's poems, the overly flowery rhetoric is removed, and the vernacular is actually: ah, you are as beautiful as a flower!
Dry and tasteless.

"I still need to read more." Lan Shuying sighed.

Of course, He Yongjun is now wearing the shell of a little girl, if an ordinary child can write such a poem, it is really worthy of praise.

Knowingly, she asked, "Has the poet left?"

"No, people are waiting in the yard."

"Then let her in, I want to see."

He Yongjun came, a thin and pale little girl.

She behaved gracefully, with calm eyes, like a person who has seen the world.This conflicts with her attire, and always makes spectators feel uncomfortable.

"These poems are not bad. Who is your teacher?"

He Yongjun copied the saying of "immortals point their foreheads" again.

Lan Shuying nodded, and straight to the point asked her what she came to see her for.

Now it was He Yongjun's turn to be surprised.

……

This is the difference in thinking caused by the different cultural backgrounds of the two time and space.

In He Yongjun's dynasty, the people had no worries about food and drink, lived and worked in peace and contentment, and were not threatened by internal and external troubles, so they had to work hard on culture, and held some competitions if they had nothing to do, and everyone had fun together.In order to compete for honor, the folk culture is very strong, and all powerful families like to raise some poor students as their followers.

He Yongjun came from aristocratic background, and there were dozens of followers in her family. She was favored by these people for a long time. She was young and frivolous, and she was praised by the empress, so she was extremely confident in her talent.In her imagination, since she has read her poems, shouldn't this lady be astonished and leave herself immediately?

And Lan Shuying on the opposite side, although she doesn't like these things herself, she has traveled to many places, so she still has a basic appreciation ability.

He Yongjun's level, in her opinion, is still a bit inferior, even if the other party's talent is really high, so what?The four bodies are not diligent, the five grains are not distinguished, and there is no time to dance and write. At present, the princes are infested, and the class conflicts are sharp. Such a skill is to talk about the way of governing the country!What's the use of praising her as a flower here?

If an earthquake or something like that broke out in Changxiu County at this moment, under natural disasters, those weak chickens who are most likely to die are those who have become stupid in reading.

Including Zhou Kuang, the parallel importer who brags about not paying taxes.

Two people who are not on the same channel, just stare at each other like this, neither of them speak.

The scene was very embarrassing.

He Yongjun felt that he couldn't just open his mouth to ask her why she didn't take him in, that would be too embarrassing.

Lan Shuying felt that since the heroine is staying here, does she have to make her praise these few poems?This, the concubine can't do it...

Ada appeared again.

This time it was because an unexpected guest came outside.

"Miss, this..."

"How he hesitates, how Yueping usually drives him away, you just follow."

"No..." Ah Da looked confused, "He drank too much, he had leftover wine in his hand, and he had a fire bag. He said that if the lady still refused to see him, he would light the fire and burn everyone to death here... ..."

Lan Shuying rubbed her ears, thinking she had heard wrong.

Toffee sent her the picture of the door, seeing it, both of them laughed.

Zhou Kuang's face was flushed red, but he didn't see much drunkenness, his eyes were bright.

Now he squatted under the wall and took a sip of wine, building up his courage, and muttering.There was a fire fold, lying on the open space on his right, and he didn't dare to get close to it.

Lan Shuying smiled easily.

"Let him burn it. Tell him how much money I paid for this house. The value of the furniture and furnishings inside is not calculated. As long as he can afford it, just burn it."

"He can't run fast like a short-legged scholar. If this fire is ignited, I'm afraid it will only burn himself..."

He Yongjun on the side widened his eyes: What are they talking about?Arson?Scholar?
Wait, what do you mean by short-legged scholar? You look down on scholars here?

(End of this chapter)