Seeing Li Shu swaying and trotting past her shyly, the young man outside the door was very upset. She couldn't figure out why her cousin looked down upon her, a young man who had never been a second-grade official, but treated him like this.
A mediocre-looking boy who doesn’t know where he came from is showing his courtesy.
I want to be good at literature and martial arts, and I am one of the best in appearance. How can my cousin let herself down?
Outside the door, Saonian was filled with heartache. He walked to Zhu Pingan's room, stood there, pointed at Zhu Pingan, and shouted loudly: "Who are you? How brave are you? You dare to attack the Hou Mansion in the Marquis Mansion?"
Miss is so presumptuous”
Zhu Ping'an ignored Sao Nian who raised his troops to investigate, but turned his attention to Li Yanzhou who was following closely behind him.
How dare you ignore me?
When Saonian saw that Zhu Ping'an was ignoring him, he was heartbroken and his anger rose. However, before he could get angry, he heard this mediocre-looking boy who ignored him speak.
"Brother, who is this young master?"
Zhu Ping'an's understatement instantly silenced that Sao Nian. What the hell, did he call Yan Zhou's cousin, brother-in-law? What did he mean? Think about the actions of Li Shu and Zhu Pin'an again, Sao Nian.
Zi guessed the truth of the matter, and then his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Earlier, when his aunt said that she would introduce cousin Li Shu to him, he was still a little hesitant. This Li Shu was just the most unfavored young lady from the third master's family in the Linhuai Marquis Mansion. But after meeting Li Shu today,
I was instantly shocked, this was the best of the best, several times more beautiful than the oiran in the Taohong Courtyard.
Such a beauty should be worthy of a civil and military talent like me
Saonian only met Li Shu once and made up his mind to agree to his aunt. But, damn, what's going on with this uncle?
"Ahem, this is my cousin, Zheng Duo, the second son of my uncle Zhejiang Governor Zheng. Ahem, cousin, this is, well, it is Zhu Ping'an who the third uncle engaged to his fifth sister in the countryside.
My third uncle has just told my family about this marriage, and I haven’t had time to tell you yet."
Fatty Zhou coughed twice and introduced.
"Ah. Cousin Shu'er is engaged? Or is she from the countryside?" Zheng Duo seemed to be unable to accept the news. He looked Zhu Pingan up and down with both disdain and indignation, "Is cousin Shu'er the third uncle's biological child? Why is the third uncle like this?
To Cousin Shu'er. No, I can't just watch Cousin Shu'er fall into the fire pit."
After finishing speaking, Zheng Duo seemed to feel the call of justice and vowed to rescue Shu'er's cousin from the sea of fire. He turned around with an indignant look and walked out, probably to find Mrs. Linhuai Marquis or Mr. Hou Fu.
The wife has gone.
"Cousin, wait for me." Fatty Zhou shouted and chased after him, throwing off his fat body.
Zhu Pingan looked at the two people leaving, smiled slightly, and a "love rival" appeared inexplicably. It was estimated that his life in the Hou Mansion would not be peaceful, but the soldiers would just come to cover up the water and the earth, and then he lowered his head and continued to eat.
Your own meal.
Things went as Zhu Pingan thought. Just after taking a nap in the afternoon, a boy came to tell Zhu Pingan that Master Li Yanzhou, Master Zheng Duo and the second lady of the Hou family held a tea poetry party in Zhuyuan and invited Zhu Pingan.
join.
Uh, so boring
The fat man I kissed, the second-generation ancestor who thought Pan An was still alive and possessed by Li Bai, the scheming young lady in the back house. Such a poetry gathering would, at best, be like the Poetry Society of the Double Ninth Festival Heroes in the Dream of Red Mansions.
However, Zhu Pingan still overestimated this poetry club.
The layout of the poetry meeting is quite similar. Several maids are cooking tea with charcoal in the courtyard, and there is a long pavilion in the bamboo garden. In the middle is a table dedicated to holding wine glasses and composing poems. There are also several calligraphy treasures hanging in the long pavilion, probably from the treasury.
Find something to enhance the atmosphere; the ground is covered with a thick carpet inlaid with gold threads, and a person-high carved silk incense stand is placed next to the pillar. The long incense is mixed with spices, and the fragrance is overflowing when burned. There is even a person who is good at it.
The little girl playing the piano played in the courtyard in front of everyone. There were also many ribbons tied to the bamboos in the bamboo garden.
Several ladies from the Hou Mansion, including Li Shu, were also present. There were also a group of maids and old ladies waiting in the venue. In addition, the naughty children and little lolita from the Hou Mansion were also present to join in the fun.
When Zhu Ping'an was led into the bamboo garden by his servant, Mr. Zheng Duo was about to compose a poem. Mr. Zheng now changed into a white brocade suit, which was spotless. It was tight inside and out, and his hair was flawless.
With his beautiful jade crown, he looked a hundred times more modest and gentlemanly than Zhu Ping'an.
At this moment, Mr. Zheng had his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining brightly, and his eyebrows were as dark as ink. He seemed to be brave enough to be brave, and he seemed to be able to express his ambitions just by opening his mouth.
As soon as Zhu Ping'an came to the pavilion, Mr. Zheng moved, the dragon flew and danced, and he wrote a heartfelt poem:
"Ode to Penglai Pavilion"
What a Penglai Pavilion, with gods sitting on top.
The warm sunshine and sea water shine in the center.
Place a drink by the window and sing to the sea.
If it is compared to the amount of alcohol, it is better to get drunk
After finishing this poem, Mr. Zheng put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, neatly and in the style of a gentleman.
Zhu Pingan walked up to the pavilion and saw the poem Ode to Penglai Pavilion. The artistic atmosphere that hit him almost made Zhu Pingan choke.
The second and third young ladies of the Hou family twitched their lips after reading the poem written by their cousin, but did not say a word. Li Shu rolled her eyes and did not want to look at it again.
Fatty Zhou, on the other hand, cheered a few times, and of course the little maids and old ladies around him also joined in and shouted good poems. Mr. Zheng was very pleased with himself amidst the cheers.
"Oh, isn't this a talented man from the countryside? Come on, come on, you can also write a poem for Penglai Pavilion." After seeing Zhu Pingan, Mr. Zheng's eyes lit up and asked Zhu Pingan to do the same.
A poem.
There is such a Penglai Pavilion, a poetry meeting like Singing to the Sea, and if you have time to attend a woolen thread, you might as well go back and read more books to prepare for the imperial examination.
"Ahem, ahem, Mr. Zheng is a talented man. Ping An is not as good as that one. Ping An has something important to do, so I'm sorry." Zhu Ping'an said with a corner of his mouth, then he bowed his hands to everyone, turned around and left.
Seeing Zhu Pingan turning away, Zheng Duo was a little unbelievable. This result came too easily. Zheng Duo took the lead in this poetry meeting with the intention of showing his talent in front of Li Shu, and by the way, he used his talent to crush Zhu Pingan.
, made Li Shu realize that she was a good match, but she didn't expect that her goal was achieved so easily.
Look, cousin Li Shu looks at me differently than before.
Zheng Duo felt that he needed to keep up his efforts and write another poem to completely consolidate his reputation, so he walked back to the table, picked up the brush and prepared to write another poem.
"I still have things to put away in my room, you can play with them slowly." Li Shu said lightly, and then led the little maid Baozi away gracefully. To be continued.