Otoharu

Chapter 348 Writing Poems
Li Meier briefly introduced herself, and Fei Kexin nodded with a smile and praised her good name.

However, Lu Zhiwei looked at Li Meier with more scrutiny, and asked slowly: "You are Zhuang Xin's cousin, who just moved to the state capital from the countryside?" Although Lu Zhiwei's words were a bit contemptuous, her tone was It's very normal, it seems that this is how I usually talk to people, the attitude is taken for granted, and I don't think there is any offense.

Li Mei'er is also used to the way these ladies from aristocratic families treat people and things. Quan pretended not to hear the contempt in her words, and nodded her head as an answer.

"Then write a poem and listen to it first, let me see your level." Lu Zhiwei said again very casually.

Li Mei'er can't do without writing poems right now, or else she's going to take Lu Zhiwei's face off. She is a small person, but she can't afford to offend the lady of the family, so she can only bite the bullet and go forward, picking up the pen and paper on the table , to write poems.

These days, it is really not difficult to write poetry. For example, children’s enlightenment is the Book of Songs, and Qianjia Poems are compulsory reading materials. Even Li Meier, who doesn’t like poetry, can make up a few sentences.

Li Meier wrote a few poems on the theme of Qixi Festival yesterday, and now she took out one of the ordinary ones and wrote on the paper, "Xinxiang, a wisp of water and smoke, turns into deep thoughts and circles the cave. Love and hate, find love on the Qixi Festival in the world."

As soon as Li Meier finished writing, Lin Lin took her poem and handed it to Lu Zhiwei.

Lu Zhiwei took a look at the words first, then nodded secretly: "It seems that I have been studying since I was a child, and the writing in small script with hairpin flowers is not bad."

In fact, Li Meier's best writing is thin gold script, but she didn't want to be too ostentatious, so she used the hairpin lower script that her daughter often used at home.

After several people finished reading her poem, Lu Zhiwei nodded with little interest and said, "It's so-so, it's still neat, and I can barely join the club."

Lin Lin read the poem she wrote, and said with disdain: "Didn't it mean that your father is a juren, and your uncle is an official in the Imperial Academy? Your level is really embarrassing to them."

Lu Zhiwei heard that Li Meier's uncle was an official in the capital, looked at her with a slightly changed look, and slowly said: "After all, you are still young, and everyone's understanding is different, so it's fine if you have this level. .”

"Sister Wei, you are a good person. I think her poems are not as good as mine. If you let her join the club, you won't be afraid to lower the level of our poetry club." Lin Lin still said with some dissatisfaction.

Fei Kexin heard Lin Lin's words from the side, and couldn't help but blame: "A Lin, you are not ashamed to say this, but you have attended a women's school in our state capital, and you have also learned a lot of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How can you compare with Sister Mei'er in [-], not to mention that she is younger than you, since she came from the town, her family has at most hired female husbands, it is not easy to reach the current level."

Although these words were helping her to speak, Li Meier always felt a little awkward in her ears, and her superior posture made her very uncomfortable.However, she insisted that one thing more is worse than one thing less, so she had the right to pretend that she didn't hear it.

"Okay, even if she is qualified, it's not easy to come from the countryside." Lu Zhiwei put down Li Meier's poem and said with a final word.

All the ladies looked at Li Meier with kinder eyes in an instant, and regarded her as a member of the poetry club.

"Sister Meier, since you have joined the poetry club, you should put more effort into your poems from now on, read more allusions, ponder a lot, and your level will improve soon." Fei Kexin looked at Li Meier, very amiable said.

Li Meier thanked her, but she didn't take it seriously, thinking that if she really wrote some wonderful and beautiful poems, these people would be unhappy instead.

With Li Meier's poems as a foundation, the other ladies seemed to have confidence and began to write poems one after another. Soon, poems were born one after another, and naturally there were many high-quality poems among them.

Lu Zhiwei saw that Li Meier's handwriting was good, so she asked her to do the transcription.

Although Li Meier's poetry writing is average, her poems are still very good. She copied everyone's poems one by one. In her opinion, most of these ladies' poems are ordinary, and the most outstanding one is naturally the Lu family. The two girls and Fei Kexin, who were enlightened since they were young and have a very good scholarly atmosphere at home, all know how to use allusions, and they are of a higher class than ordinary ladies.

After everyone had finished writing poems, Lu Zhiwei took the stack of poem manuscripts and said, "Today we don't need to cast lottery to select one, two or three. Her old man will help us choose one, two or three."

"It's a good idea. Grandma is the most knowledgeable, so she must choose the fairest one." Fei Kexin also agreed.

The two with the highest status agreed, and the others naturally had no objections.

Lu Zhiwei put the stack of poems in a mahogany box, and asked the maid who was close to him to deliver it to Mrs. Lu.While waiting for the results, the ladies sat in the pavilion eating snacks and chatting.

A group of girls in the Mood for Love stayed together, and naturally the most talked about dresses, jewelry, and rouge makeup.

Li Meier naturally continued to be a little transparent, sitting silently in the corner eating dim sum, not to mention, the dim sum made by Lu's family is really good, it is a bit different from the southern dim sum she used to eat, it is more northern taste, It is rare to eat it in this Yin County, obviously it is specially invited by a master who is proficient in making northern dim sum.

"Sister Meier, I think the emerald hairpin on your head is unusual, where did you buy it?" Lin Lin glanced at Li Meier, and suddenly asked her.

Li Meier was rolling around eating a piece of donkey, when she was called out suddenly, she almost choked on the soy flour on the pastry, she quickly took a sip of tea, suppressed her cough, then wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said: " This was given to me by an elder in my clan, and I don't know her value."

"It looks like a high-quality imperial green jadeite. You elder, it seems that your ancestors have some family background." Lu Zhiwei has also lived in the capital for many years, so he is naturally a knowledgeable person. Looking at the emerald hairpin on Li Meier's head, his expression is a little bit He said strangely, obviously wondering how Li Meier, a country bumpkin, would have such expensive jewelry.

"Well, I heard from my mother that it seems to be quite precious, and my mother won't let me wear it unless it is an important occasion." Li Meier could only pretend to be ignorant, touched the hairpin on her head, and said in a daze.

A flash of contempt flashed across Lu Zhiwei's face, and he said slowly: "It's a good thing, it's a pity..."

Naturally, Li Meier would not ask her what was the pity, but just smiled silly, pretending not to understand.

(End of this chapter)