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Chapter 42 Sister-in-law is really fragrant [13]

Here, Zhuohua came to Yaji, only to see people talking with each other, discussing the latest poems.Zhuo Hua bowed slightly with a nod, moved lightly with lotus steps, and sat down beside the mistress.

Seeing her coming, the Patriarch of the Qin family nodded, and then said: "Now that everyone is here, they must all be thinking about the theme of this gathering..."

"Yeah, yeah, I don't know what the topic is for this year, I think of Yang Dacai's Apricot Blossom Drunk last year, it was really good..."

There was a lot of discussion.

"Everyone, don't worry." The Patriarch of the Qin family smiled heartily. "Zhaoer, hurry up and reveal the topic."

"Yes." Zhuohua stood up and nodded, picked up a scroll of paintings from the case, unwrapped it and showed it——

There are a few winding twigs drawn on the white paper, dotted with a few patches of peach red.

"Hey, is it a peach blossom this time?" a lowly scholar asked.

The head of the Qin family nodded. "Exactly. The theme of this gathering is Peach Blossom. I wonder who among you will come first?"

"If you are not talented, you should show your shame first." The literati in a light green gown stood up and said with cupped hands.

The head of the Qin family nodded and motioned him to continue.

The man paced back and forth, eyes closed, and blurted out a peach blossom poem.

"Okay!" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone cheered.Even a literati couldn't hold back, he got up and wrote poems.

The atmosphere gradually became high, and there were voices of applause from time to time.

Looking at the drowsy head of the Qin family on the main seat, Zhuo Hua felt a little funny.

It seems that he is not very obsessed with ancient poetry, just to get a taste of literature. Why does the General's Mansion hold an elegant gathering every year?

Time passed bit by bit, and ancient poems were composed one after another from the mouths of many literati. Although Zhuohua did not understand ancient poems, he had the memory of the original owner and had the ability to appreciate ancient poems. He felt that although they did a good job, But they all lack a kind of "spiritual energy", which is less than one ten-thousandth of the ancient poems written by Lu Lian.

Thinking of this, she also felt a little bored and ate the fruit on the table boredly.

Fortunately, it wasn't long before everyone commented on the poems, and soon the best peach blossom poem of this gathering was selected. The Patriarch of the Qin family was in a daze when he was suddenly poked by his wife's arm, and he immediately regained his energy and laughed loudly.

"Hahaha, wonderful, this poem is very good, come..."

Just about to ask someone to bring up the lottery of this elegant fair, but was stopped by a delicate voice.

"Wait a minute, is this considered poetry? How can I win this prize."

Everyone followed the voice and found a little girl in green clothes standing in front of the door with her hands on her hips, her face full of arrogance and disdain.

Zhuohua looked over.Oh... so it's Lulian, finally here.

"You little girl, what do you know?" a literati scolded angrily.

"What do I know?" Lu Lian stepped into the door, very satisfied with the astonished eyes cast by everyone, which made her feel like the stars were holding the moon, and she couldn't help walking a little bit.

"Just the poem I wrote!"

"You? Can you still compose poetry?" The literati laughed. "Little girl, you are still in a dream. Hahahaha"

"You guys!" Lu Lian stomped her feet angrily, pretending to be a little girl...

Zhuo Hua said that his eyes hurt a little, so he simply looked away. As soon as he looked away, he looked into Qin Yanfei's eyes.

Zhuo Hua smiled slightly, and looked away.

This is not the time to tease Qin Yanfei.

Seeing General Qin frowning, the mistress of the Qin family seemed to want to stop her, Zhuohua was afraid that if the mistress stopped her, she would lose the fun, so he immediately spoke.

"Lu Lian, you said you have poems, let's listen to them."

"Okay." Lu Lian looked towards the table, and it was Zhuo Hua who spoke out to save her. She couldn't help but feel a little satisfied with Zhuo Hua, secretly thinking that Zhuo Hua knew the current affairs so well that in the future, when he became prosperous, he could support her.

So he couldn't help but have some arrogance and charity in his eyes.

Zhuohua didn't know whether to laugh or cry when he saw it, and he even didn't want to "solve" this little maid so quickly, otherwise there would be no fun.

(End of this chapter)