Chapter two hundred and eighteen don't carry the pot
Yuan Suijun couldn't help but be stunned.
When did Su Yueling become the bright moon in his heart?
She was arrogant, willful, self-centered, and loved to enjoy herself... She obviously possessed so many qualities that he had never looked down upon before. But beneath her willful behavior, she was also pure, kind, and possessed a mind as flawless as a pearl.
He thought he was caring for her as a sister like Baoshu, but he couldn't help blurting out those words just now.
Those words were not a well-thought-out thought, they came from the heart.
He doesn't really like Su Yueling, right?
It was obvious that Su Yueling was completely different from the type he admired. She always made him worry, have headaches, feel helpless, and couldn't let go. Her every move and smile always touched his heart easily and brought him strange emotions that he had never experienced before.
Yuan Suijun, who was always used to analyzing his emotions rationally, finally realized at this moment that something was wrong with him.
"elder brother!"
"elder brother!"
Yuan Baoshu couldn't help but increase her voice, her face was a little dark. She just mentioned the beauties taken in by her sister-in-law, and her elder brother was distracted. He wasn't really thinking about them, was he? The more Yuan Baoshu thought about it, the angrier he became and wanted to bite someone.
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Yuan Suijun came to his senses and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yuan Baoshu glared at him angrily, "I said, brother, you won't take concubines like those rich men in the city when they are prosperous, right?"
Yuan Suijun frowned, "You are thinking too much. Your sister-in-law is enough for me to worry about." There is absolutely no trace of the matter, so Baoshu is worrying unfounded here.
More than anything else, what he needs now is to face his own heart.
What feelings does he have for Su Yueling?
He looked at Yuan Baoshu, who was still a little unconvinced, and said, "If you are worried, just keep an eye on your sister-in-law and don't let people with bad intentions mix around her."
After Yuan Baoshu heard what he said, she began to believe it. She looked serious and said, "I will!"
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Although he said that he should face his own heart, the next day was the day when the Yuan family set up the flowing banquet. Since Su Yueling was not willing to come forward, Yuan Suijun naturally had to take on the reception work. He could only let go of those thoughts first and prepare for the meal.
Entertain your guests with energy.
Those who can enter the house are those who have received invitations. They only send invitations to relatives and friends.
The open space near Yuan's house was filled with tables, and most of these tables were full of people. Not only the villagers of Lushan Village, but also some people from other villages who came to celebrate the occasion, and even people from the county. At a glance
, all of which are human heads.
As for the villagers in Lushan Village, they had to admit that they felt a little happy when they saw that some wealthy families in the city were not looked down upon by the Yuan family because of their family background, but were still sitting at tables outside to have banquets.
You can still enter the house if you want. But in order not to cause trouble to Suijun, they basically sit outside and help entertain you.
Li Jian and his father Li Yuanwai arrived in Lushan Village a quarter before noon.
Mr. Li looked at the lively flowing water table and couldn't help but sigh: "Look at the Yuan family now, how beautiful it is."
It would be great if his son could make him famous again. He did not expect his son to become Jieyuan at a young age like Yuan Suijun. He would be satisfied if he could pass the examination as a scholar.
After Li Jian looked around, even he couldn't help but feel envious. It's a pity that he doesn't have the talent in this area, and he still relies on money to get his talent and reputation.
He followed his father to Old Man Sheng and said, "I am Li Jian, and I am Suijun's good friend."
Old Man Sheng asked: "Is there an invitation?"
Everyone who tried to visit the master said that they were relatives and friends of the Yuan family, but Old Man Sheng only recognized the invitation, not what they said.
If you were a true friend, it would be impossible for me not to send you an invitation.
Li Jian had never received an invitation before.
When Old Man Sheng saw this reaction, he immediately understood. He waved to Li Lou to come over. This Li Lou was the elder brother of the beautiful Biyu who was good at ditties. Because of his good memory, he worked as a concierge with Old Man Li.
"Alou, take them to their seats."
Li Lou put on a smiling face and said, "Master Li, Master Li, please come this way."
Then he led Li Jian and his son to an empty table, "Sit over here. If you need anything, just call me."
Li Jian was stunned. They couldn't even enter the gate?
They were surrounded by the poor people who were eating their meals, and their vulgar language was ringing in their ears. Even though the table in front of them was filled with delicacies that exuded a rich aroma, they were still not in the mood to eat.
Although they were not at the same table, so they would not be exposed to the saliva of these poor people, Li Jian still felt that he was insulted. Their family was considered the number one in the county, but they were not even qualified to enter the house?
That's too much!
Li Yuanwai looked at his son with a puzzled expression, "Didn't you say that Yuan Ju and you are close friends?"
The other party's behavior didn't look like he knew his son. He looked around and saw the villagers rushing to eat as if they were reincarnations of starving ghosts, and a look of disgust flashed across his face.
Li Jian was very annoyed. He took out a stack of paper from his arms, took out a piece of paper, walked to Li Lou and said, "Give this to Sui Jun. This is the poem he left with me -"
"Yongqiu", it's time for the property to return to its original owner."
He didn't believe that Yuan Suijun could remain indifferent after reading this.
Li Lou took the piece of paper, turned around and went in to find Yuan Suijun.
"Master, there is someone outside who wants me to give you this piece of paper."
Yuan Suijun was giving Su Tianbao some pointers on some academic issues at this time. When he heard this, his eyes fell on the paper.
This is a poem describing late autumn. Yuan Suijun had some impressions of this poem. It was a poem written by Li Jian at a banquet last year.
Li Jian is somewhat famous in the city, but accidents happen every time he takes scientific examinations.
Looking at the paper again, although the handwriting looks like dragons and phoenixes, penetrating through the back of the paper, and is somewhat similar to his at first glance, it seems to be a deliberate copying.
The character is remarkable.
However, the word "Autumn" looks a bit familiar, like Zhang Chengwang's handwriting.
Zhang Chengwang?
Yuan Suijun suddenly remembered that Zhang Chengwang had sold poems in Yuan Qian's name.
So from a long time ago, every time he sold poems, he deliberately imitated his handwriting, hoping to put the blame on him, right?
Unexpectedly, the other person who bought his poems was Li Jian. Li Jian was indeed what he thought. He mistakenly thought that he was selling his poems to raise money, and even felt that he had caught him. Yuan Suijun instantly understood that Li Jian
How did Jian's so-called talent come about? Although Yuan Suijun's character was poor, he did have some talent in poetry.
He said to Li Lou: "Give this piece of paper back to Li Jian and say that Zhang Chengwang's poems are good..."
There was a cold look in his eyes, he would not take the blame.