Chapter 30 Jiangnan has a women's competition in Jiangnan
"Miss, it's not good! Something bad is happening!"
In the Sai Mansion, a young maid wrapped in white held a few branches on her head and ran in the drizzle. In front of her was the small boudoir of the Sai family lady.
This misty rain, paired with the small bamboo forest, has a somewhat unique landscape painting feel. However, the long whip outside the small building completely ruined the foggy artistic conception.
The woman outside the house is dressed in a smart and elegant outfit, without any burden, and has a bit of a gangster spirit. The nine-meter long whip in her hand dances like a dragon and a phoenix. One time she exerts force, there is a sharp and crisp sound. Just hearing the sound makes people feel physical pain.
The arrival of the maid made the woman put away her whip and stop to look back. Her beautiful face that eclipsed the sea of flowers and a hint of arrogance made her whole person come to life. It reminded people of a play circulated among the prodigal sons of Yangzhou.
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There is a girl from the south of the Yangtze River, wearing red and white clothes. Her eyes are like stars, and my heart is drawn to them; her eyebrows are like ink, and my mind is relaxed; her lips are like peach honey, and I want them; but when I don't get what I want, a three-foot-long red whip makes me violent, so I beat her.
There are no prodigal sons in the south of the Yangtze River.
This girl is truly worthy of her name. The beauty of Jiangnan has lasted her whole life. She is truly a beauty created by God. Unfortunately, she is too hot-tempered, and even a wild horse cannot compete with her. She screamed so hard that even the thin leaves of Hsinchu trembled.
"What are you yelling about? If there is any important matter, just tell me in detail."
"Untied! Untied!"
"What's going on? Can you please speak clearly? If you talk nonsense again, don't blame me for whipping you."
The maid swallowed hard and calmed down before saying, "Miss, the test questions you gave Madam have been solved."
"Huh?" The little beauty opened her mouth in shock, "Impossible! Even Sister Zhuli can't solve that problem. No, that problem is not solved at all. What if someone can solve it?"
"Really! Xiaocui heard it with her own ears. The man said this - the icing on the cake is called flower, the wind blows and the sun is called wind, the beauty of the country is called fragrant, the spring comes and autumn is called spring, the grass grows and the orioles fly.
Take the word "grass" and form a poem using the spring breeze and the fragrance of flowers and grass. The whole poem is:
The rivers and mountains are beautiful in Chiri, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The mud melts and the swallows fly, and the sand is warm and the mandarin ducks sleep."
"The spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass...really...really solved?" the little beauty murmured, a little lost.
The maid also murmured: "Although Xiaocui has never studied poetry, she still thinks that poem is very beautiful and has such artistic conception."
"Who is here? How come the tricky question that I have been thinking about for so long has been solved?"
"I heard that his name is Xia Chunqiu. He is from the capital and came here to travel. Miss, it seems that the madam has chosen him. Do you really want to fulfill your promise and study hard with Mr. Xia?"
"I……"
Miss Saijia was at a loss for words. Unlike other ladies, she did not like poetry and loved martial arts. She was naturally not interested in poetry and thought it was of no use. She also did not want to stay in the boudoir. She would marry according to her parents' orders one day.
elsewhere.
Therefore, she was extremely disgusted with her mother's desire to invite teachers to teach her, and beat away five or six teachers in a row. Mrs. Sai was so angry that she had a serious negotiation with her daughter.
Miss Sai didn't dare to disobey her mother's orders too much, and finally reached an agreement that she could study poetry, but she had to get her own approval.
Hence the tricky poetic proposition from before.
As for the title of the poem just now, only a girl like Miss Saijia, who has no experience in the world and has wild ideas, could come up with it. Even she herself was impressed by her wonderful creativity, and she happily found a few people around her.
The sisters who thought they were the most knowledgeable tasted it, but they all shook their heads and sighed, saying it was an unsolvable problem.
Miss Sai's family felt even more complacent now. She felt that with this question, her mother would never be able to find a suitable husband in her life, so wouldn't she not have to learn poetry for the rest of her life?
I didn’t expect it! I didn’t expect it!
In just one day, the unsolvable problem I thought I had was solved.
That's why the maid is so panicked.
Now the question comes, should we keep our promise and study hard?
Miss Saijia was still unwilling to give up, and threw down the whip: "Let's go and see who it is?"
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Outside the small pavilion, the drizzle dropped and the bamboos were brittle and silent, and Guli lay down waiting for the drunken man.
In the small pavilion, the aroma of warm tea gradually dispersed from the empty pot, and the speechless scholar looked at the old man.
Although the environment is beautiful, the atmosphere is a bit awkward.
"I'm afraid this third question doesn't need to be asked again, right?" Mrs. Sai said softly.
The scribe and the old student exchanged glances and sighed bitterly, which was worth leaving sadly.
The maidservant outside the pavilion led the way for the two of them, and Mrs. Sai and Xia Shang were left in the hall.
Mrs. Sai was extremely happy. First, she found Xia Shang as a close friend during the tea tasting, and second, the problem she was most worried about was solved.
She also researched on her daughter's poem topic, but she still can't answer it. She was worried that she couldn't find someone who could solve the problem, so that she wouldn't be able to legitimately let her daughter learn it. But she didn't expect that the problem could be solved so easily.
Time is also lucky, life is so wonderful.
"Mr. Xia, do you know how old you are?"
"eighteen."
"Eighteen?!" Mrs. Sai was shocked.
But looking at Xia Shang's appearance, he is estimated to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. But after communicating with Xia Shang before, I found that this man has extraordinary bearing and decent speech. He is definitely not something that can be found in someone in his early twenties. I estimate that he must be in his mid-twenties or above.
Maybe it's because he looks relatively young, but I never thought he was less than twenty.
"It is true that a hero comes from a young age, and the women of the people have really learned a lesson today."
"you are welcome."
"Okay, now that we have said this, I think you, sir, know what the woman is thinking. The money is fifty taels per month, and the time is up and down. How about starting school tomorrow?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Very good, very good. I wonder if your husband can have a place to live? I can leave an upper room for him in this small residence."
"No need, there is already a residence in the county. It's just..."
"Sir, what's the secret? But there's no harm in saying it."
"I've been running out of money lately, can you..."
Mrs. Sai chuckled: "It doesn't matter. I believe that my husband is a good person, so I can pay him one month's book money now."
After that, Mrs. Sai took out two large and three small ingots of cash from her purse.
Xia Shang was overjoyed. He had never thought that today would go so smoothly. He accepted the money with a smile and stood up to leave.
When I got outside the pavilion, I picked up my bamboo hat and was about to put it on when I suddenly saw a pair of bright eyes staring at me in the bamboo forest not far away. I didn't think much about it at the time, just walked into the drizzle and left quietly.
At this time, the young lady of Zhugo was getting angry and cursed at the maid next to her: "This, this, this... this young boy can be my husband? He looks like a painting, and is extremely weak.
There is no trace of masculinity, he must be a feminine monster! What is my mother's vision, and why did she fall in love with such a brat who cannot be put on the stage? "
"Miss, but Madam has already decided, and he solved Miss's problem again."
"It doesn't matter if he asks questions or not, I don't want such a pink-faced boy to teach him! What ability does he have? He has only studied for a few years? This girl can't teach him enough!"
"What should we do?"
"What else can I do? This girl's whip is not very sharp. I'm sure to beat him tomorrow so he won't dare to come in." (To be continued)