Respect the little husband [farming]

"Poetry, love and calligraphy are both attentive, and they come from Tiannan Miasma Seaside." Shen Wenxuan said, his eyes kept staring at Ge Zhifu, implying something, and said: "Poetic, I am very poetic at this time."

Throwing the bouquet to the next person, Shen Wenxuan took a sip of the wine in the glass.

Come on, who are you afraid of?

Old man Wen stroked his beard and pondered for a while, then called the servants behind him to ask for pen and ink, spread out the blank paper and wrote down these two lines of poems, judging from these two lines, there should be more to come, so he grabbed Shen Wenxuan and asked made it clear.

The gentry children on the opposite side were still drinking and frolicking, looking heartless, but after listening to Shen Wenxuan's two lines of poems, he couldn't help being silent for a moment, and looked at this newcomer again, who had already greeted him before. Those old friends nodded in satisfaction.

The younger generation from the Wen family will definitely not be bad.

The prefect Ge Zhifu looked hard to distinguish, and said casually: "Drumming and passing flowers have been played for several rounds, how about a different game? Xing Yaling - Feihualing, I am the ordering officer, you can recite the poems of the predecessors, or you can improvise now." If you can't do it, you will be punished with alcohol."

He laughed, and said the first sentence: "Flowers near tall buildings hurt the hearts of customers."

The first word is "flower".

The verse starts from the left, and the people sitting there are all the sons of the gentry. Although they don’t know why the magistrate suddenly made it so difficult, they don’t dare to ask more questions, so they can only bite the bullet and answer: "Peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long."

The second word is "flower".

"Blooming flowers with light ink marks."

The third word is "flower".

Next is the fourth word, the fifth word...the seventh word, and start again after the seven-character round.

Four rounds had passed when it was Shen Wenxuan's turn, and those gentry children were still able to handle it, but judging by their expressions, they were no longer as comfortable and chatting as they were at the beginning.

The atmosphere became somewhat awkward among them.

Although the Shang family was fined a lot of alcohol, it is much better to be pointed at and laughed at by others than to embarrass themselves, one after another, and those poems written by those who claim to be scholars are not appreciated by them. Surprisingly, they thought that all of them could speak well, and the poems they wrote could amaze everyone, and it was nothing more than that, so they couldn't help but snickered a few times.

Shen Wenxuan said, "Jianguan Yingyu is slippery."

Prefect Ge has been paying attention to him, and at this moment, tasting what he said, he couldn't help thinking about something, and exchanged glances with several subordinates sitting next to him.

Old man Wen dealt with it very easily. He just had to write down the poems Shen Wenxuan said and asked Shen Wenxuan for the full version.

Thinking about the excitement, he suddenly sang: "Qiaocao, miscellaneous bombs, big pearls and small pearls falling on the jade plate. Jianguan Yingyu's flower bottom is slippery, and the quiet pharynx spring is difficult to flow under the ice... Good words, good words! "

The person on the other side was still anxiously trying to make a poem, and he couldn't lose face in front of those businessmen, but when he suddenly heard the chanting on the other side, he subconsciously tasted a sentence or two, and was startled. This was said by a businessman, and his face suddenly seemed Being slapped by the group, I panicked with embarrassment.

Shen Wenxuan put down the half-raised wine glass expressionlessly, looked at the old man Wen who was still stroking his beard and shaking his head and sighing, and glanced at the eyes all around him were looking at him, his eyelids twitched.

"Shut up," he said softly, leaning closer to Old Man Wen's ear, "I didn't do this—"

"I know you don't like to show off," old man Wen laughed, with a loud voice, "but you don't have to be so modest, boy, you have hidden enough, it's a pity that you don't take the imperial examination, come on, Mr. Liu, Mr. Zhang All adults come here, you are right to come to this banquet hahahahahahahahaha."

Originally, the merchants and the nobles sat in separate courts. When he shouted, all the old friends on the opposite side came together and sat down around old man Wen and Shen Wenxuan. Immediately, it was very lively and full of surprises.

"Chunjiang flowers face autumn and moonlit nights, do they often take wine and drink alone?"

"East boats and west boats are quiet and silent, only the heart of the river is white with autumn moon."

"The same people who have fallen in the end of the world, why meet each other before! Good!"

Everyone in the pavilion came here to wait and see, and their hearts became more and more shocked. Could it be that there is still a literary giant hidden?

Shen Wenxuan looked at the amazed eyes around him, felt that he had to justify Mr. Bai's name, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "This word is called "Pipa Xing", it was written by Mr. Bai Juyi, I don't dare to pretend to be his masterpiece."

Master Liu was puzzled: "Who is this old Mr. Bai you are talking about? He can write such wonderful Ci Fu, and his talent, learning and temperament are by no means comparable to mediocre people like me. How come I have never heard of such a master? "

"The last word...Jiangzhou Sima? Do we have a place like Jiangzhou in Daqing?"

"And Xunyang City among them... Where is this place?"

Everyone looked at Shen Wenxuan with eagerness for knowledge.

Old man Wen said with a smile: "You did what you did, you still dare not admit it?"

Shen Wenxuan: "..."

"This word... I really didn't write it, but I got it from an ancient book by chance. I thought it was very well written, so I wrote it down. The author recorded on it is Mr. Bai Juyi, who may have been from the previous dynasty. The character is already dead."

Maybe not born yet?Shen Wenxuan thought about it for a while, and felt that it was wrong. He was wearing a different world, not the ancient China, but he saw that Daqing and the ancient China seemed to have the same root and origin in some aspects... It was very complicated, so just treat it as his It's old.

Everyone still had doubts, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but suddenly heard the prefect Ge Zhifu say: "It's getting late, it's time to go to the garden to enjoy the spring scenery, everyone, please do your own thing."

After speaking, no one glanced at him, and he walked straight out of the pavilion, his face was cold and hard, and his dissatisfaction could be clearly seen, and everyone couldn't get tangled up here, so they hurriedly followed, leaving behind the young man to take the When you write down your reputation, you must not miss a single word!

"Hey, hey, it's okay to copy, but you have to do it one by one, don't ruin what I wrote so hard." Old man Wen sat where he was, with a seldom smile on his usual tight face, looking at the poem and drinking Drink non-stop.

Shen Wenxuan saw that he was in high spirits, so he didn't bother him, and left with his hands behind his back, and took the magnolia plant in the bottle before leaving.

Coincidentally, Yange Terrace is also scattered here, and Mrs. Ge Zheng led people to enjoy the flowers, so that I can meet with the male guests over there, and also the wives can look at each other from a distance.

Jiao Shihan got up and followed behind, the green lake pearl on her lower garment hurt some people's eyes again.

Lin Shuang'er and the others had almost left, and pulled her mother's sleeve angrily: "Mom! How can you eat what he gave? Our family has a big business, what can't we eat? You insist on eating him, you want your daughter Where do you put your face?"

Lin Li coughed, and held her hand comfortingly to beg for mercy: "It's not that mother is greedy, that thing...it's really delicious..."

Lin Shuang'er couldn't hear what she said, so she let go of her hand angrily, and went to find her brother angrily.

"Hey Shuang'er!" Lin Li yelled hastily, but Lin Shuang'er ignored her and quickly left Yange Terrace.

"This girl..."

"Children are like this, they value face more than anything else." Lin Xiaoniang, who walked over from the side, smiled and said, "My niece and daughter-in-law, don't fight against her, you have to touch her hair. When she understands your difficulties, she will come to you. I won't quarrel with you anymore, my Zhen Er is like this, you can see how attractive she is now."

Yu Zizhen poked his head out from behind Lin Xiaoniang, bowed and said, "Sister-in-law."

Lin Li smiled, rolled her eyes secretly, and said: "My Shuang'er dare not compare with your Zhen'er, it has nothing to do with it, so I just went up to give pearl tiaras and comb my hair I'm afraid that others won't see that I'm climbing high, and my family needs some face."

Lin Xiaoniang's face froze, while Yu Zizhen clenched her hands tightly, and was about to refute a few words but was stopped by Lin Xiaoniang.

Mrs. Lin Li was too lazy to look at the two of them. She turned around and left with the servants behind her. As soon as she got out of the Yan Pavilion, she gave a mouthful of disgust: "What? How dare a concubine call me my niece and daughter-in-law? Do you really think of yourself as the Lin family's daughter-in-law?" I don’t care if I’m worthy or not, even my father-in-law has already forgotten about her.”

The servant Wei Niang who was following behind hurriedly patted her on the back to comfort her: "Mistress, it's not worth getting angry with this kind of person, let's hurry up and see where Miss is going."

Mrs. Lin Li let out a "hum" and gradually walked away, but the voice still came faintly: "My daughter just finished delivering the things, and her daughter came to deliver them. Isn't this stepping on my daughter to curry favor with others? How dare you Let's get close, the brain has been eaten by a pig..."

Yu Zizhen was so angry that the circles of his eyes gradually turned red, he gritted his teeth and said, "This old shrew... Mother, why did you stop me just now, why didn't father protect me when we quarreled with her?"

Lin Xiaoniang touched her arm to calm her down: "Your father... he has no official position, what's the use? Besides, we also need the relationship of the Lin family. Calm down, ang?"

Yu Zizhen gritted her teeth and held back all the tears, remembering one by one in her heart: "When I marry the prefect son, who will dare to bully me?"

"Yes, yes, my daughter is the most ambitious." Lin Xiaoniang smiled, feeling relieved, took her hand to the garden, and said: "When you meet the prefect later, you must seize the opportunity. They're all staring at him."

"My daughter knows."

Shen Wenxuan was standing by the Yan Pavilion, seeing that it was empty, he couldn't help being surprised, and after asking the servants, he went to look for it in the garden.

"Brother." Lin Shuang'er called from a distance, seeing Lin Mu gathering with some young masters, she turned her back embarrassedly.

Lin Mu was still talking and joking with people, and secretly took out his cricket to amuse people, but when he turned around and saw her, he was startled, and hurried over and pulled her away, waiting for his friends to disappear. Let her go, and asked angrily:

"What are you doing here? You big girl...you don't know how to avoid suspicion! What about mother? She doesn't care about you. When Dad sees it, he goes back and beats you—"

"Father is not willing to slap me," Lin Shuang'er pouted and grabbed Lin Mu's sleeve, and said pitifully, "Brother, your sister is being bullied, can you help her out?"

"Have you been bullied?" Lin Mu looked her up and down, and couldn't help laughing, "You can be bullied with your aggressive temper? Are you lying to ghosts?"

Lin Shuang'er gritted her teeth and beat him: "I'm just being bullied, so you just say can you help?!"

"Help me, help me, who said I can't help you anymore? Who are you talking about, brother will help you beat someone up." Lin Mu smiled and said, he is an asshole for everything, but he can't do anything with her as a direct sister.

Only then was Lin Shuang'er satisfied: "Shuang'er, if you walk along this road, you will be able to see him in no time, just because of him, your sister and I have lost my adulthood today, and the wife of the magistrate doesn't like me anymore. This time even the magistrate will—”

Lin Shuang'er became more and more wronged as she talked, and finally shed two lines of tears. Lin Mu was startled, and hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe her off: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'll take someone to teach him a lesson. You dare to bully my sister, you little bastard—”

Lin Mu hurriedly called his entourage and rushed towards the direction Lin Shuang'er pointed. Lin Shuang'er raised her head when she couldn't see him, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled, unable to see the sadness before the breath I feel very happy.

"Let's go, mother must be looking for me."

……

Yu Zizhen searched the garden for a long time but couldn't see the shadow of the magistrate. Instead, he bumped into Yu Ziqiu. He paused, and the next moment he smiled sweetly and called, "Brother Qiu."

Yu Ziqiu looked up from the copied Fu, saw that it was Yu Zizhen, subconsciously turned around and was about to run.

"Brother Qiu," Yu Zizhen called him, his brows were full of sorrow, "Don't you like Zhen Er? Why do you—"

"I didn't run away!" Yu Ziqiu interrupted her with a blank expression on his face, "I was just in a hurry to show respect."

On the surface, this person looks like a delicate little white flower, but behind his back, he is always inadvertently, carelessly, unintentionally scapegoating him, making his father always think that he is the one who disturbed the family, but who is it?

Yu Ziqiu rolled his eyes in his heart, and said with a straight face: "I really can't hold it anymore, excuse me."

"Brother Qiu," Yu Zizhen stood in front of him, looked at the things in his hand, and asked, "What is Brother Qiu looking at? Zhen Er also wants to take a look."

She wanted to ask Yu Ziqiu if he saw the magistrate, but she couldn't ask explicitly, she could only find a topic first, and didn't take what Yu Ziqiu said to heart at all.

"You can't understand this Fu. Well, he wrote it. If you want to read it, you can look at him." Yu Ziqiu pointed behind her impatiently, and quickly slipped away while she turned her head.

Yu Zizhen looked at Shen Wenxuan who was walking towards the front, his heart started beating uncontrollably again, it hurt his heart, he couldn't help turning around shyly to hide, but stopped immediately.

There was no one around, and Yu Ziqiu also left.

She has always wanted to climb up to the magistrate, but this is the first time she has such a strong feeling, novel and violent.

Yu Zizhen secretly glanced at him again, with broad shoulders, a tall and straight figure, and a stern face, so that Yu Ziqiu could read his poems while walking, so he must be very talented...

Anyway, I can't find the magistrate right now.

With blushing cheeks, Yu Zizhen took out the carefully embroidered square handkerchief in his sleeve, which contained a flourishing peony. When he approached, he held out his hand nervously holding the handkerchief, bowing his head shyly.

During the Spring Festival, if you meet someone you like, you have to send flowers. If the other party accepts it, it means that the man is interested in his wife.

Yu Zizhen was secretly delighted, waiting for him to take the flower in his hand...

Shen Wenxuan didn't notice what she was doing at all, just stared at the person behind her, turned his feet naturally, bypassed her side, and continued to walk forward without stopping.

The corners of his mouth curled up, Shen Wenxuan looked at Jiao Shihan standing in front of him and smiled, his stern face became gentle in an instant.

Standing still in front of him, Shen Wenxuan handed him the Magnolia hidden behind him: "My little friend, it was a bit hard to find you."

Jiao Shihan looked at this watery flower, her cheeks flushed, she looked left and right, tiptoed off a branch full of buds from the nearby peach blossom tree, and handed it to Shen Wenxuan as an exchange.

Shen Wenxuan laughed, leaned over and kissed his forehead, and took the peach blossom branch from his hand.

Jiao Shihan covered his forehead and felt his ears were warm, took the Magnolia and pushed him, and whispered: "Later, those ladies will come here to go boating and bathe their feet, you can't watch."

The custom of the Spring Festival, in addition to enjoying the flowers, is to go boating in the thawed spring lake and bathe the feet. It is estimated that a maid will come to clear the venue in a short while.

Shen Wenxuan grabbed his hand and touched it. It wasn't very cold, and told him: "They wash their feet, don't go into the water, the lake is still very cold, and I'll wash your feet when I go back."

Jiao Shihan nodded obediently, and pushed him again. Shen Wenxuan couldn't help but add: "Their feet are definitely not as good-looking as yours. If you can stop looking at them, don't look at them."

Although Jiao Shihan is a twin, Shen Wenxuan didn't feel much about it all the time, he always looked at him as a boy, let Jiao Shihan deal with women all the time, Shen Wenxuan... quite cared.

Jiao Shihan: "..."

Nod and give it another push.

Shen Wenxuan kissed his fingers for the last time before leaving, and walked around Yu Zizhen who was stuck motionless in the middle of the road again.

Jiao Shihan didn't look at the girl until he couldn't see Shen Wenxuan's back. He knew what she was doing just now, and reminded:

"Girl, he is my husband, you should give your flowers to someone else."

After finishing speaking, she was about to turn around, but she suddenly heard her say: "So what if he is your husband? Don't you feel sorry for him for letting him marry a twin son of yours to be your husband?"

Yu Zizhen turned around, with hatred in her eyes, the peony in her hand had been ripped apart by her, she knew who that person was just now——Shen Wenxuan, she often heard Yu Tang mention that her family background was not inferior to that of the Yu family, But there is only one husband in the family, and there are no maids in the connecting room.

It was the first time that she was so completely ignored by a man. It was all because of him that she was so humiliated, and he was also the chief culprit who caused her to be scolded by Mrs. Lin Li.

It's just a twin, why can I enjoy this kind of treatment? !

Yu Zizhen gritted his teeth, stared at Jiao Shihan in a daze, and said with a smile: "I think you don't even have a mole between your eyebrows, so it should be very difficult to have children, right? Oh, Mr. Shen is really pitiful. With you here, you don't even have a son-in-law. For his own good, you should know to step back from the inappropriate seat, after all—”

"It's not that there are no concubine sons," Jiao Shihan interrupted her with a cold voice, "it's that there are no concubine sons."

Yu Zizhen was stunned.

"It is enough for my husband to have me," Jiao Shihan walked towards her step by step, "I am his husband, lover, lover, child and even a pet."

Standing still in front of her, Jiao Shihan looked her up and down a few times, then bent down suddenly and whispered in her ear: "Don't fight with me, because you can't compete with me."

Yu Zizhen froze in place, staring into his eyes, breathless for a while.

Jiao Shihan turned around and walked back, seeing Ge Zheng's group coming around the corner, she turned her head and smiled as if suddenly remembering something:

"By the way, I almost forgot to ask you, that pearl tiara was not made by Si Zhenfang at all, right? I remember that Si Zhenfang made jade ornaments, and Si Baoge made pearls."

Ge Zhengshi paused, touched the pearl crown on top of his head, and glanced at Lin Xiaoniang who was following behind him. Lin Xiaoniang was startled, and then panicked.

"You, you are talking nonsense!" Yu Zizhen yelled, looking anxiously at Ge Zhengshi to explain, "I, I may have made a mistake at that time, yes, it was made by Si Baoge, not Si Zhenfang."

Ge Zheng's face darkened suddenly, he took off the pearl crown on his head and fell to the ground, turned around and left.

Jiao Shihan followed behind, feeling a little better.

Fool, there is no Sibao Pavilion in the capital, you are being lied to.

Yu Zizhen's body turned cold.

The author has something to say: Jiao Shihan: Angry!The label says I'm going to have a baby!

Poetry, love and calligraphy are both attentive, from the seaside of Tiannan Miasma. ——Bai Juyi "I got the book and poems written by Yang Xianggong of Chaozhou and sent them here"

Flowers close to tall buildings hurt the hearts of customers. —— "Climbing the Building"

The peach blossoms follow the flowing water all day long. —— "Peach Blossom Stream"

朵朵花开淡墨迹。——《墨梅》。感谢在2021-01-1622:59:37~2021-01-1723:55:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 5331;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of leaves; 1 bottle of picturesque prince;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!