On the day of the poetry meeting, Han Jiangxue didn't go out too early. He calculated that the time was almost the same, and then he took Ziyue and the others to ride a horse together.

Han Jing was not very interested in poetry meetings, and today he happened to attend an important occasion with Han Fengde, so he naturally didn't plan to go to any poetry meetings again.

As for Han Yajing, it is not very good to get engaged now, and she is walking too much outside in the occasions like before. What's more, according to the rules, after the engagement, she can no longer meet Zhang Haocheng during the period before the marriage. Zhang Haocheng will definitely attend the poetry meeting, so Han Yajing avoids suspicion, and even if she wants to go, she can't go.

Therefore, today, Han Jiangxue, the only one in the Han family, ran leisurely to join in the fun.

In her previous life, Han Jiangxue had never attended any poetry meetings, and she was not completely interested. However, her brother never went there at that time. When she arrived at that place, she had no similarities at all. She could not even find someone to talk. Even if she watched the fun, she felt bored.

When she has time in this life, she always reads more books and occasionally looks at poems and songs. Although it is impossible to make any significant progress at once, at least she is still not as boring and boring as before.

What's more, this time I just don't want to join in the fun or for any other reason, but also for the people she wants to meet there.

The roads in Beijing are already spacious, and there are not many pedestrians coming and going on the street at this time, so the horse is easy to walk, and it takes a while to cross two streets.

When he reached West Street, Han Jiangxue strangled the horse rope and stopped. Because a very familiar figure on the side of the road was smiling at her, it seemed that she was waiting for her there.

"Miss, it's Mr. Mo!" Zi Yue lowered her voice and reminded her, her tone with a smirk, and her eyes looking at Han Jiangxue became pointing.

When Han Jiangxue was shooting far away, she saw Mo Li at a glance. There was no need for Zi Yue to remind him, but it was not easy to act too reserved in front of this girl. So she nodded and said she knew, and then she walked to the side without any haste.

After turning over and dismounting, Mo Li took the initiative to step forward and grabbed Han Jiangxue's horse. He didn't have anything to hide and was embarrassed. He spoke honestly: "I guess you will ride over, so I'm waiting for you here."

Han Jiangxue looked at Mo Li's gaze, blinked her beautiful big eyes twice, and said playfully: "I thought you would say you happened to meet him?"

Mo Li said she was waiting for her here. This made her very happy. The feeling of being valued was really good, especially this person was Mo Li.

"I thought about waiting for you here early in the morning, and I can go there together. I thought so in my heart. I just said that, is Miss Han willing to go with Mo?" Mo Li smiled. He was obviously infected by Han Jiangxue's playfulness, but his words were still true. However, that reality happened to be the most touching thing.

"Okay, it's rare that someone invites you so honestly, I'll be sure!" Han Jiangxue smiled even more happily, responded quickly, and threw the appropriate reserve she had thought out early in the morning.

Seeing this, Zi Yue couldn't help but smile and shook her head. There was no way, the young lady's temperament was so pretentious. However, it's better to be straightforward and straightforward, as long as there is nothing right or wrong, it will be done!

With Han Jiangxue's order, the original two men became three, and they did not delay much on the road. They soon got on their horses and walked to the Xirong Marquis Mansion together.

Along the way, Mo Li briefly told Han Jiangxue about the general situation of this year's poetry meeting, and there were two things that most interested Han Jiangxue.

One of them is a place specially set up in Xirong Hou Mansion this year that is completely different from the poetry meetings in previous years. It is specially invited to write music for the ten masters of folk art in the capital to praise the ten masterpieces at the poetry meeting on the spot, which made them widely sing. This is undoubtedly very innovative and also in line with the fame and fortune of the world. Xirong Hou Mansion still knows how to attract eyes and grasp people's hearts.

Second, more importantly, the judge who finally selected the first place from the ten works of winning works this year is not an ordinary master, but the most famous scholar in the Dongming Kingdom and even the most outstanding generation of great scholars in the world - Mr. Zhou.

Speaking of this old man Zhou, he is not an ordinary talent, knowledgeable, talented, knowledgeable, and knowledgeable... Han Jiangxue could think of almost all the good words that he could think of were not an exaggeration to use in this old man Zhou. Even a three-year-old child in Dongming Kingdom knew that there was such a great scholar of the first level, so Han Jiangxue naturally knew it.

Han Jiangxue has always had a very strong curiosity about this old man, because she could never imagine what a person learns and knows to be deep. She also heard a sentence that is the most vivid and appropriate way to describe Old Man Zhou, that is: Listening to one sentence is better than reading for ten years! It can be seen how powerful this person is.

Of course, not everyone is qualified to see such a great scholar who is more precious than a national treasure. This time, the Xirong Hou Mansion was able to have such a skill to invite Mr. Zhou to make this final judgment, which is undoubtedly an extremely unsuccessful thing.

Although Mr. Zhou would not show up at will when he came to the poetry meeting, and not everyone could see it. Perhaps only the last first place would have the chance, but being able to participate in the poetry meeting where Mr. Zhou was judged last is a kind of honor for all participants.

After hearing these things, Han Jiangxue couldn't help but sigh that at this time he really regretted that he had too little knowledge and could not get the first place. Otherwise, he would really want to meet Mr. Zhou and say a few words to such a saint, but his whole life's wish.

"Do you want to see Mr. Zhou too?" Mo Li saw Han Jiangxue's extremely fascinated look, but he never thought that this girl would be so interested in a great scholar of her generation.

"That's natural." Han Jiangxue and Mo Li rode together, walking at a speed that was neither fast nor slow.

She was just a real mentality of watching the former's live music and singing, but she had a sacred sense of raising her: "If you have the chance to meet this great saint in the future, I must ask him a question."

"What's the problem?" Mo Li was obviously more interested in Han Jiangxue's problem, and he didn't know what special problems she had, he would definitely ask Mr. Zhou for advice.

Seeing that Mo Li was quite curious, Han Jiangxue said with a smile: "It's not an important thing, and she's even a little nonsense. But she just wants to ask him in person. As for what kind of answer it is, it's not that important."

Hearing this, Mo Li didn't ask anything anymore, adjusted his eyes and stopped looking at Han Jiangxue. He just smiled and said softly as if he was talking to himself: "Maybe you can see him today."

Han Jiangxue naturally heard it, but she didn't think much about it. After all, she just talked about it casually when she saw Mr. Zhou. What's more, there was no real thing for her to see others, so it would be a blessing to be able to see him in the future, and it would have no effect if there was no chance.

While they were talking, they soon arrived at the Xirong Hou Mansion. Although the poetry meeting had not officially begun, they came relatively late.

The servants arranged by the Xirong Marquis' Mansion to receive soon led the horse down for them, and as soon as they entered the gate, a sweet-looking maid came forward to lead the way and led them to the back garden where the poetry meeting was held.

After walking a few steps, I saw Li Xingming hurriedly walking towards this side. Looking at the appearance, it looked like someone stepped on his tail, and his expression was extremely ugly.

Seeing this, Han Jiangxue didn't know what this guy had made. Li Xingming had already seen them while he was muttering. Li Xingming waved at them, and then accelerated his pace and ran over.

After a while, Li Xingming came to them, stopped and asked directly at Han Jiangxue in confusion: "Jiang Xue, why are you two coming together?"

"I happened to meet at the door, so I came in together. What? Is there a problem?" Han Jiangxue didn't know when Li Xingming became so meddling, so she deliberately controlled the tone of this replies.

"No! No problem, I just asked casually." Seeing that Han Jiangxue's tone was a little unkind, Li Xingming was so nervous that he did not ask much at the moment, and he did not look at the two people in front of him strangely as before.

After saying that, he was extremely rare and polite, nodding at Mo Li, as if he had something to say to Han Jiangxue alone, hoping to send Mo Li, who was standing aside, and let him leave first.

But although Mo Li nodded in response, he did not feel at ease to leave first, which made Li Xingming a little anxious. He opened his mouth and wanted to rush out.

However, before he could do it, he saw Han Jiangxue quickly asked, "Li Xingming, what's wrong with you? He ran quickly with a dark face as if he was chased by someone. Are you planning to not attend the poetry meeting anymore, go back directly?"

Hearing this, Li Xingming's face looked even worse, and he was not in the mood to care whether Mo Li was still there. He blurted out and complained to Han Jiangxue: "Don't mention that you will not participate in such a decree poem! You should not go in, as it will only be bad if you go in! We might as well find a place to drink tea and watch a show, so as not to be affected by these self-righteous and nonsense things!"

As he said that, Li Xingming subconsciously wanted to pull Han Jiangxue away together, but before he could reach Han Jiangxue, Mo Li, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and stopped the two of them.

"What happened? Did the second young master get so angry?" Mo Li said as he patted Li Xingming on the shoulder, looking kindly asking and comforting. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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