The general will eat grass

After Zhao Yuansong disappeared at the entrance of Chenxiang Pavilion, Zhao Lanzhi realized that she didn't expect Zhao Yuansong to compose poems. Although she didn't know whether his poems were good or bad, she saw the surprise and aftertaste expressions of the cousins, and her depression fermented again .

"Is he really the author of this poem?" The kid who likes to digress is called Zhao Yuanwang, and he doesn't really believe that Zhao Yuansong can have such a talent.The patriarch's uncle has always paid close attention to Zhao Yuansong, and often asked the second steward who came to the capital to give gifts to him about his situation, and he also complained about Changle Hou's blindness in front of their elite disciples.

"Who knows, the friends who play with the fourth brother are not eager to learn. My younger sister also heard that one of them bought the answers to the test questions from the poor students, and was expelled from Zishan Academy immediately after being discovered by the husband." Second Miss Zhao Zhi Sipa covered her mouth, with worry on her face: "Fourth Brother, don't learn from them!"

Zhao Lanqi pushed away her younger sister's hand covering her mouth, and echoed: "I think so, no matter how good his poems are, we don't want to help him compose music. If he really plagiarized others, let's go to Madam's party, don't you?" Be careful when you sing this poem, don’t you also lose face along with it.”

Zhao Lanzhi also nodded: "Yes, sister Qi'er is right, I think cousin Yuanji's poem is the best here, so let's put this 'one piece and two pieces' to music."

"Yeah, Sister Lanzhi's words are exactly what I want. The nearest coming year will be the Lantern Festival, and then we will play this piece of music together."

"Sister, you think so far." Zhao Lanping tugged at her sister's sleeve, not letting her speak any more.

Didn't he see that the cousins ​​in the back were critiquing the imposing poem just now, did cousin Yuanji smile reluctantly at them?Even if you don't know poetry, you can tell whose poetry is better!Zhao Yuansong's poems were not blurted out in one go, he paused in the middle and took a sip of wine, obviously thinking at that time.The eldest sister didn't understand anything, and she was still fooling around with Zhao Lanzhi. When Zhao Lanzhi sold her, she would be silly and happy.

Zhao Lanzhi, although they don't see each other very often, but judging from the fact that when she was young, she snatched the pearl flowers on her head that were prettier than hers, it was definitely not a good relationship.Moreover, on the day her own sister got married, she actually stabbed her with words, saying that she would marry better than her.With such a heart, what he said must have no good intentions.

Zhao Lanping felt that she must not let her sister be alone with such a person.

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Zhao Yuansong gently stroked the patterns on the blue emerald with his fingers, and finally made a decision, "Go, go see my third uncle."

The third master lived in the Xikua courtyard, which was not much bigger than the Zizhu courtyard. There were five main rooms and three side rooms. On the big tree in the yard, there was a swing that the third master had built to make his daughter happy.

Knocking on the door and entering the house, Gong Duo stood waiting outside the door, Zhao Yuansong straight to the point and handed out the blue jadeite, "Does Third Uncle recognize the patterns on this jadeite?"

The third master concubine received the emerald, his eyes narrowed when he saw the pattern, and then he returned to normal, and asked with a smile: "It's just ordinary carving, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yuansong did not miss the slight expression of the third master Shu, pursed his lips, and asked tentatively: "The third uncle really thinks it is just an ordinary carving?"

The third master concubine put away his smile and pondered: "Really, I think this pattern is more like a family emblem."

"Is it the family emblem?" If it is really the family emblem, then how could my aunt and Grandma Hua have the same family emblem? "Third Uncle, can I meet Grandma Hua?"

The third master concubine thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "I guess Aunt Hua is still asleep, come with me."

Grandma Hua also lived in the back house of the inner courtyard. Because of her relationship with the third master, she was assigned a position in the inner courtyard, which happened to be able to open the way in the middle courtyard to the door of the small courtyard.Grandma Hua is deaf and blind, she likes to burn incense and pay respects to the Buddha, and she is accompanied by a nun.No matter how Third Master Ren Shu and Zhao Yuansong talked to her, she just smiled lovingly, closed her eyes and ignored them.Showing things to Mammy, Mammy said: "I don't know what the family emblem is, these jade articles are all rewarded by the old Hou Ye."

Zhao Yuansong had no choice but to go back home. After leaving Grandma Hua's small courtyard, a leisurely singing sound accompanied by the sound of knocking on wooden fish came, "Catch the warbler from the nest, roll the catkins in flat waves, and return to the boat on the broken bridge." ...It's even more desolate, green and cold in the west, and a wisp of wild smoke...Don't open the curtain, afraid of seeing flying flowers, afraid of hearing cuckoos singing."

Zhao Yuansong stopped, this poem... carries a deep sorrow of family ruin.

"What's wrong with Yuan Song?" Third Master Shu wondered why he stopped suddenly.

"Third Uncle, didn't you hear?"

"Hear what?"

Under the moonlit night, Zhao Yuansong couldn't see the third master's face clearly, but he could hear a bit of sadness and helplessness in his tone.

In the Library Pavilion of Zishan Academy, there are atlases of the emblems of major families. Zhao Yuansong planned to check them out after dawn, but he was unable to spare time because another wave of relatives came to visit and needed him to entertain them.

It's still Chenxiang Pavilion, the same tea and wine, the sky has cleared up after the snow, and the ice lake in the garden is covered with a thin layer of snow.In addition to the few boys and girls present yesterday, there are more relatives of Mrs. Hou's family. Among this wave of people, the leader is Miss Zhao's cousin.

"My cousin said that you were reciting poems and composing music here yesterday. It was very elegant. Today I will play the composed music. I wonder if Guo and his clan brothers are lucky enough to participate?" Guo Shilin cupped his hands to Zhao Yuanji, holding the family The style of a wealthy family is in stark contrast to Zhao Yuansong who finds a chair to lean on when he enters the house.

The people from the two parties sat down one after another after being courteous. Zhao Lanqi actively performed and played and sang "one piece two pieces" yesterday's "Xue Poetry".

Zhao Yuansong didn't want to mess with them, but they didn't want to let him go.From music to poetry, Guo Shilin suggested that everyone continue to play yesterday. "I heard from my cousin that Yuan Song wrote a magnificent poem of patriotism and concern for the people yesterday. Why don't we use this as the title today to praise our Beixuan."

"Okay! I'll come first." Zhao Yuanwang had a good literary talent and a quick response, but he didn't use his brain before speaking and often ran into a question. "Swear to sweep the Xiongnu regardless of his body, five thousand mint brocades mourn the dust. Poor Wuding riverside bone, still the person in the spring girl's dream."

The audience was silent, Zhao Yuanwang was satisfied with the effect he had created, raised his chin proudly, and thought: How about it, is it not worse than Zhao Yuansong?There are ambitions, bravery, desolation, and sighs.There is sadness in the blood, which can most touch people's hearts.

A gust of cool wind blew from the viewing window, and Zhao Yuansong heard a few crows calling in the distance. He stopped holding the teacup, and Zhao Lanqi swept down a table of nuts, covered his face and screamed in his ears: " Ah, what a disciple, with so many people, how dare you mention Chungui!"

"Sister, sister, cousin doesn't mean that." Zhao Lanping immediately went to help him.

Zhao Lanqi refused, covering her lips with her sleeves, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, "I don't care what he means, what kind of boudoir is he talking about in front of Miss Boudoir? Isn't that just molesting? If outsiders hear about this, all of us sisters Where can I put my face!"

When the men heard this, they were extremely embarrassed, and even the thick-skinned Zhao Yuansong couldn't laugh or cry.Aunt Tang still wants to marry such a thing to a powerful person. Wouldn't her future mother-in-law and sister-in-law bring him to the noble lady's banquet, won't she be ashamed?

After the big oolong came out, everyone lost the heart to recite poems and fight against each other.Taking advantage of a group of little sisters to coax Zhao Lanqi, Guo Shilin walked up to Zhao Yuansong with a drink, "Cousin, you will be going out in the future. Cousin toasts you. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years and all the best." Guo Shilin held the wine glass Handing it to Zhao Yuansong, his eyes were full of malice.

Zhao Yuansong looked at the glass of wine and raised his eyebrows: "Cousin Guo never likes to talk to me, but today he is very enthusiastic!"

Guo Shilin's eyes are small, he has a pair of broom eyebrows, and he wears a Confucian robe, which always gives him the feeling of a gentle scum. "Hehe, my cousin was joking. My cousin was playing with you before."

Just kidding?He has been Miss Zhao Er's dog since he was a child, what Miss Zhao Er said and what he did, Zhao Yuansong was often bullied by him when he was a child, and today he suddenly came to congratulate him with a glass of wine, I'm afraid he doesn't know there is something in this glass of wine?

"Oh, brother Yu drank a lot yesterday and his head is not feeling well. Let's have a toast with my cousin with tea instead of wine." Zhao Yuansong pushed the wine glass back to Guo Shilin's hand, picked up the tea cup from the small table, and held the wine glass in his hand collide.Just as he raised his hand to drink it, Guo Shilin grabbed his wrist.

"Don't, give me some face, it's about a glass of wine."

"If I don't give you face."

"You!" In the past, Zhao Yuansong was submissive and never dared to challenge him. Just now, cousin Lanzhi said that his character had become tough because of finding a backer, but he still didn't believe it.Today Zhao Yuansong showed his paws in front of him to be fierce, but in his eyes, he was just a humble mouse, no matter how fierce he was, he was still a mouse. "Don't be ignorant of flattery!"

Zhao Yuansong thought to himself, he just had to be ignorant of flattery, so that he could quarrel and throw away the glass of wine in a fair manner.

But Guo Shilin's angry voice unconsciously amplified, which immediately attracted Zhao Yuanji's attention. "What's the matter?" Zhao Yuanji took a few steps to separate them, and half-blocked Zhao Yuansong behind him, dissatisfied with Guo Shilin: "Brother Shilin has something to say, why did you make a move?"

"This is between me and him, you go away." Guo Shilin pushed him away, and directly handed the wine glass to Zhao Yuansong's nose, "My cousin toasted you with good intentions, but you didn't drink it, do you look down on my cousin?"

The ladies on the other side also heard the commotion here, Zhao Lanzhi brought someone over, looked at the two people who were in a stalemate, and comforted him: "Fourth brother, two days will be your happy day, and my cousin is also happy for you, so you just Drink it."

"Heh." The two cousins ​​sang together, perfectly setting off Zhao Yuansong's surly and ignorant attitude. They wanted to pour him down the wine with spices in front of everyone, and to give him a bad reputation of being disrespectful to his elder brother. ah.But who is Zhao Yuansong, the most famous dandy in Kyoto, would he be afraid of them! "I don't drink your wine, and I don't want your blessings."

"You, don't give me face!" Everyone looked at it, and Guo Shilin felt very humiliated. He grabbed Zhao Yuansong's collar and wanted to pour the glass of wine into him directly.

"Hey, don't get angry. Isn't it just a glass of wine? Brother Yu will drink it for him." Zhao Yuanji, adhering to the idea that he is the eldest child of the Zhao family and should take care of his family members, snatched the wine from Guo Shilin's hand and killed it in one gulp.Looking back, seeing Zhao Yuansong had tea in his hand, he pushed his arm and gave him a wink: "Did Yuansong drink too much yesterday and feel uncomfortable today, so he wants to replace wine with tea?"

Guo Shilin: "...."

Zhao Lanzhi: "...."

Zhao Yuansong did not expect that this pedantic and Confucian cousin could let go of his barriers and protect himself in front of his relatives.Seeing him drink the seasoned wine without hesitation, Zhao Yuansong felt mixed feelings.