Carrying the wrong sedan chair to marry the wrong wife

The Chongyang Poetry Association was caused such a fuss by Shen Wenchang and others, everyone lost their interest and dispersed in twos and threes. Xu Ming also took this opportunity to leave and went down the mountain to Sanqiao's grandma's house.

At this moment, there were only a few people in the pavilion, Zhang Ziliao looked at Lu Qingyi with shame on his face, and said, "Sister Qingyi, I made you laugh this time, the four ruffians in Nantong are really miserable, we are often disturbed by them, today we came here to let go of our joy Returning home, I am truly humbled, ashamed and ashamed."

Lu Qingyi heard the words and thought carefully about the Nantong four ruffians in the population. In fact, judging from today's events, the Nantong four ruffians did nothing wrong, and what they said made sense. , the common people go up and down the mountain only through this pavilion, and there is indeed something wrong with the poetry meeting here.Furthermore, Mingshan Yunting is not owned by literati, but they want to drive those four people away, this is not an act of literati's hospitality, don't blame the four people for arguing.

Regarding this matter, Lu Qingyi was more partial to those four people. It was the literati who were rude first, and it was no wonder that people argued later.

Naturally, Lu Qingyi would not say what was in her heart, but at the moment she felt that Nantong Sicai was unreasonable and forced to reason, and she was not very happy.

But she didn't say anything, someone said that the younger brother Lu Qingzhe behind Lu Qingyi hugged his little arms, and said with a stern face: "I don't think those four people are wrong just now, what they said is right, Yunting is not built by you , why can't they come in and rest? They are the ones you chased first, and you have done something wrong but depended on others. It is not a manly act, and it is deeply ashamed."

As soon as these words fell, Zhang Ziliao and others' complexions darkened, very embarrassed.

"Qing Zhe." Lu Qingyi gave his younger brother an angry look, then looked at Zhang Ziliao and said, "My younger brother is young and speaks without meaning, Mr. Zhang Haihan."

Zhang Ziliao smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no."

Lu Qingyi took advantage of the situation and said: "Since the poetry meeting has ended, Qingyi and his younger brother will return home first, Mr. Zhang, take your leave."

"Ziliao will send you back."

"I have written down the way when I came here, and I know how to go back. Today is the Double Ninth Festival, wouldn't it be better for Mr. Zhang and his friends to climb high and write poems?"

Looking at the beautiful woman's back, Zhang Ziliao felt very annoyed in his heart, Shen Wenchang, Zhang Ziliao has written down this hatred.

At this time, Shen Wenchang, who was on another hill, saw the magistrate's daughter chatting with the three people he disliked the most in the pavilion for so long, and automatically formed a group of them in his heart.

"It's a pity that you have a pretty face, hey." Shen Wenchang sighed.

"Mancang, why are you talking to yourself if you don't pick dates?" Zhu Fugui asked with a bag full of dates.

"Let me tell you, that woman has such a beautiful skin for nothing, and her heart is so ugly." After saying that, Shen Wenchang stopped looking at the opposite pavilion, and grabbed a handful of autumn dates in Fugui's robe when he turned to leave.

"The lady is gentle and quiet, how do you know that people are ugly inside? Let me see, everyone like a fairy has a more beautiful heart." Zhu Fugui smiled.

Shen Wenchang took two steps back when he heard the words, pointed his head in front of Zhu Fugui and asked, "Then, do you want to ask me to be your wife?"

Zhu Fugui sighed twice and said, "Unfortunately, I know I'm not good enough." Then he turned and left.

Shen Wenchang looked back at the trail at the foot of the mountain, the woman was walking down the mountain, didn't this woman look better, what could be unworthy of her?

Lu Qingyi seemed to have sensed something, stopped on the path, turned around and looked up, the person on the opposite side leaned on the tree trunk and looked down the mountain.

"Miss, what's the matter?" Seeing that her lady was not leaving, Rou'er hurriedly asked.

"It's okay, let's go." Lu Qingyi turned around and continued walking down the mountain, but she didn't know that her father was receiving an elder in the yamen at the foot of the mountain.

This elder is the elder of Huazhong College, and he has made up his mind, so he must do it immediately, without any delay.

Lu Zhifu greeted him personally in the front hall, served tea, Lu Zhifu said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, after so many years, he has become more and more energetic, haha."

"How can it be compared to brother Lu Xian, who has a prosperous official career." Zhao Shanchang stroked his goatee, "I never thought that you and I have been classmates for three years, and today we get together again. Haha, Nantong is really a good place."

"It's true that you are an outstanding person, but your brother Zhao has always been in the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so let's just say it, what's the matter with looking for me this time?" Zhifu Lu asked with a smile.

"Then I'll just say it straight, I just came from the Poetry Association, Brother Lu Xian, you have raised a good daughter." Zhao Shanzhang put down the teacup and said.

When the prefect Lu heard about his daughter, his expression changed. He put down the teacup and looked at Zhao Shan with vigilance and said, "My daughter is still young. It is not appropriate to talk about marriage at this time. It is better for your disciples to find Chanjuan as soon as possible."

Zhao Shanchang was speechless when he heard the words, how did he become a matchmaker?This man surnamed Lu really treasures his daughter, but no matter how precious he is, there will be a day when he gets married, and it depends on his future.

"Brother Lu Xian, I misunderstood, brother, I am not here to be a matchmaker for Ling Qianjin. Today's poetry meeting, I appreciate your daughter's talent, I am really impressed. I sincerely invite your daughter to be my teacher in the academy. I wonder if Brother Lu Xian can agree?"

At this time, Zhifu Lu relaxed his expression, looked at Zhao Shanchang and said: "That's easy to say, as long as the little girl is willing, I, as a father, have no objections. When the little girl comes back, I will ask her. If she wants to go, I will go." Write back to Brother Zhao."

"Okay then, the old man will pray for good news. It's not early, so don't disturb brother Lu Xian's business. Let's leave." Shanzhang Zhao stood up and said goodbye after finishing the matter.

"Brother Zhao Renxiong."

The two left the front hall one after the other.

After noon, the four of Shen Wenchang went to Zhu Fugui's house for dinner. Zhu Fugui was hospitable and did not treat the four boys differently because of their poor academic performance. The pork on the table was prepared in different ways, and the few boys who ate it , Oh, no, there are three boys and one girl who eat, with oily lips.

"Uncle, your cooking is so delicious, I'm so full, hiccup." Xu Jinwen burped while rubbing his stomach.

"Haha, then eat more, go back, everyone will give you a big bone, take it back and make soup." I wish the butcher very happy.

"Thank you, Uncle." Several people grinned in gratitude.

Butcher Zhu looked at these four children. Aren’t they all very sensible? There are many prejudices in this world.

"Uncle, is your fishing rod here?" Shen Wenchang was full and didn't want to go home, so he wanted to go fishing.

"Yes, you can go to the corner of the thatched shed to get it." Butcher Zhu smiled. These kids are not bad at fishing, but there will always be fish to eat on the night of fishing.

"Okay." Shen Wenchang hurried out to get the fishing rod, looked at the three tired friends and said, "I'm going fishing, are you going?"

"You go, I want to take a nap." Zhu Fugui said.

"I'm with Fugui, and I'm so tired today, climbing up and down," Xu Jinwen said.

"I'm not going either, I'll go home first, and I'll find you in the afternoon." Tang Hongfei said.

"Okay." Shen Wenchang picked up the fishing rod, carried the fish basket, and left the gate of Zhu's house, all the way to Qinhu Lake.

At this time, the Lu siblings had already stepped into the gate of the yamen. Lu Qingzhe came to Nantong for the first time, and he was unwilling to end here. Along the way, he begged Lu Qingyi to go play again in the afternoon.

Lu Qingyi couldn't stand her younger brother's begging, and finally let go before arriving at the house.

"Then you choose a place, and we will go together in the afternoon."

After hearing the words, Lu Qingzhe hurriedly said, "Of course I won't go to Mingshan Mountain today. I heard that Nantong Yanjiang River or Qinhu Lake are very famous."

Lu Qingyi entered the yamen lobby, and said as she walked, "Then let's go to Qinhu Lake."

"Then this servant is finally able to use force." Rou'er smiled, she is the daughter of a fisherman, she has been familiar with water since she was a child, and she is good at rowing and fishing.

Lu Qingyi smiled and said, "Then I'll have to rely on Rou'er this afternoon."

"Miss, don't worry, Rou'er will take good care of Miss and Young Master." Rou'er patted her chest and promised.

While laughing and laughing, the three of them entered the backyard of the yamen. There were servants waiting beside them. They saw a few people hurriedly saying: "Miss, the young master is back. Dinner is being served in the living room. The master and wife are waiting."

Hearing this, Lu Qingyi hurriedly stepped into the front hall.

"Huiban greets his father and mother."

"Qing Zhe wishes his parents well."

"Are you back? How about playing?" Lu Zhifu asked with a smile.

"It's okay." Lu Qingyi was always reluctant to talk too much.

"Okay, master, it's important to let the children wash their hands first and come over to eat. They must have been hungry after playing all morning." Mrs. Lu felt sorry for her daughter and son, and saw that the foreheads of the two children were covered with a thin layer of sweat. Where does the heart care to know whether the game is good or not.

"What Ma'am said is, you brothers and sisters should wash their hands quickly."

After getting his father's words, Lu Qingzhe followed his sister to clean his hands, and sat beside his father and mother in a respectful manner when he came back.

Lu Qingyi always sat next to her mother, and as soon as she took her seat, she saw that her mother had already prepared dishes for her, which were just right, neither cold nor hot.

"Huiban." At this time, no outsiders were around, and the magistrate Lu recalled his daughter's little words that could not be known to outsiders, "Today, the head of the Huazhong Academy found him as a father. He wants to hire you to teach at the academy. Do you think you want to go?" I still don’t want to go, if I want to go, I will send a letter to my father this afternoon, and I will ask my servant to take you there tomorrow morning.”

Lu Qingyi was a little surprised, and then remembered what the mountain chief said to him in today's poetry meeting.

"At the beginning, it was the will of His Majesty and the Queen Mother to teach Chinese studies in the capital, so no one else can discuss it. Now..."

"My son doesn't have to worry. Now that Master Fanshan is here to invite him personally, no one in the academy can discuss it. Besides, for the sake of being a magistrate, who would dare to make irresponsible remarks in front of my son?" My daughter is quite confident in her talents and learning, so it is not a problem to teach others.

"Then, father will help my daughter report to the head of the mountain, and tomorrow morning, my daughter will be invited to go." Lu Qingyi always felt that everyone has their own strengths, and it is much better to see and understand than to do nothing in the boudoir.

Seeing his daughter agreeing, Lu Zhifu cheered for her daughter: "Okay, I hope my son can teach you the number one scholar, haha."

The author has something to say: Ai's family updates at noon, how many people are online in Qing's family?

*****small theater*****

Lu Qingyi: I heard that you want to match me with your rich brother.

Shen Wenchang: Well, lady, it’s nothing, how could I cuckold myself.

Lu Qingyi: Those who don't know are not guilty. Since you haven't recovered your memory, I don't blame you. I'm going to tell you today that my wife is going to go to the academy tomorrow. You should listen to my wife's class carefully and don't make trouble.

Shen Wenchang: The lady came to teach me, what should I do, how can I skip class without punishment, wait online~~~