Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 36 Letter
A new part-time task was listed on the part-time job APP in a certain city.

"Enter 26 ancient books with about 30 characters into a private cloud server. The task takes four days and the reward is [-]!"

As soon as this task appeared, it was quickly snatched away by a studio.

It's just that the task issuer was a little weird, and asked the studio to take away all the ancient books within half an hour. After meeting, I found out that this brother is actually a CP fanatic of ancient Hanfu, and his hair is really long enough.

Two days have passed since the meeting with Huo Bingcheng, and Zhang Zhe also rented a cloud server in Hyundai, installed the personal query software, and found the studio to record these scientific examination books.

At this point, his preparations for the scientific examination are all completed.

For the rest, I just read a booklet sent by Meng Xiaowan, which is full of words, sentences, formats, and things to pay attention to in the scientific examination that need to be avoided.

Meng Xiaowan looked at the second volume of "Cui Yingying's Exploration of the Moon and the West Chamber" in front of her, which was not completely dry, feeling a little annoyed.

She frowned in her heart: Is it really the so-called member of the Jiejiao, who can make the dead Wang Shipu come back from the underworld, and write this volume specially for him?
In such a hot weather, even the pen and ink were not dry, it was clearly written by that person last night!

She slandered Zhang Zhe a few words, dismissed Chen's mother, and read page by page.When she felt a little tired, she realized that Mother Chen had already lit the lamp for her.

"Girl, let's eat something," Chen's mother brought a bowl of mung bean paste.

"This is the best mung bean my uncle got. No, it's the best mung bean. I've seen it, but I can't find a single one that is not plump. I don't know which rice shop is so capable, but it actually finds someone to eat one by one." If you pick and sell them, you won’t be afraid to die at a loss.”

Mother Chen deliberately stirred the soup spoon in front of Meng Xiaowan's eyes, and a few thin pieces of ice floated in the bowl.

"Look, I don't know which big family got the ice from, my uncle is really capable!"

Meng Xiaowan didn't look at the mung beans and ice, but looked at the bowl.The plain black lacquer body and the bottom of the bowl are painted in red, which is simple and elegant, and it is clearly the style of ancient Han utensils mentioned in ancient books.

This person has clearly not been out in the past few days.

Mother Chen opened the small drawer under Meng Xiaowan's desk, and took out a glass vial with great care.The bottle is filled with some crystal-clear small ice crystal-like particles, each of which sparkles like gemstones.

This is the snow ice crystal candy my uncle brought for her girl. Mother Chen picked one out of the bowl lightly, thought about it, and picked another one.

Seeing her hesitation, Meng Xiaowan smiled: "Mom, add a few more, such a big bowl, I'm afraid it's not sweet enough."

Chen's mother also felt that she was stingy, so she patted herself funny.

But in the end, only one more was added, and Mother Chen put away the glazed bottle.

"You can't eat too much of such a good thing. It's good to have this taste. When it's gone, it's hard for my uncle to find it again?"

"It turns out that my mother loves him, and she doesn't love me anymore."

Mother Chen looked at the girl dumbfounded: "A few days ago, my uncle brought the news, and the girl has grown up a lot, but she doesn't look like a big lady who is in charge of the family, and she looks more and more like the time when she didn't grow up in the past."

"Why don't you see the egret?" Meng Xiaowan glanced outside, but she didn't see the egret.

"Miss, you don't care about this girl," Chen's mother laughed and scolded Bailu, "this girl is going crazy these few days. She is suspicious all day long, and Lai Sanqi said that she stole her big white rabbit toffee, such a sticky thing, Aren't you afraid of sticking to your teeth? At this moment, I'm afraid you're looking for Sanqi's bad luck."

Meng Xiaowan burst into a smile: "Bai Lu was a little stupid before, and was fooled when he was with San Qi Fen Tang. I asked Mr. Lang some calculations yesterday, and I will definitely ask San Qi for an explanation when I get the evidence today. Let them go!"

After taking a few mouthfuls of mung bean soup, Meng Xiaowan stopped spooning.

"Where did your lord go?"

Mother Chen scolded Meng Xiaowan: "It's not that the girl's remarks last night made my uncle angry! I rode that stupid donkey early this morning and went to the county to look for Mr. Huo Lang."

Meng Xiaowan sneered faintly: "Yanru wrote to me from the county, just mentioned Langjun's great name and the affairs he had done in the county. I just praised him, but he lost his temper. So Go to Huo Langjun early, maybe where you will go? Qingyanfang, or Suhualou. I think Qingyanfang is very likely. His song Yunxiang Clothes Huaxiangrong is really well written. It’s no worse than the song that was once sent to me, hehe, it’s really difficult because of his talent.”

Mother Chen hastily pushed Meng Xiaowan: "What the girl said, and the things that the lady of the Chen family wrote to me, except for the matter of the light smoke boat, none of them can be connected with our uncle. It is obvious that someone took the name of the uncle. The head is messing around in the county town. Miss, you still provoke him, why won't you get angry? Besides, didn't you talk about the Qingyanfang incident, and you exchanged the poem for cakes to eat with the girl?"

Meng Xiaowan stood up and stretched her waist, her tone became more and more indifferent: "I don't know which bakery is so valuable, it is worth this good poem?"

Mother Chen was taken aback, and immediately smiled: "The girl is jealous?"

Meng Xiaowan was surprised: "Why am I so jealous? Mom, don't talk nonsense."

"Okay, my girl is not jealous!" Mother Chen shook her head helplessly, picked up the mung bean soup and fed Meng Xiaowan a few mouthfuls, and then ate the rest by herself.

"It's so late, he hasn't come back yet?"

Mother Chen, who was about to go out with a bowl, turned around with a smile: "Before dark, the servants of the Huo family rowed a boat and said that there will be a literary fair in the county tonight, and our uncle and Mr. Huo Lang are going to crack down on fakes. I'm afraid it won't be until dawn." back!"

Meng Xiaowan didn't continue reading, but went to the courtyard to take a look at the old tree.

She walked around the old tree a few times, touching the bark and muttering sneeringly to herself: "Kick this tree if you want to do anything, and you won't be afraid of your feet hurting."

In the night of the county city, it is the time when the lights are flickering and the voices of people are continuous.

On Xiliu Street, the red lights lined up the whole street, and the fragrant rouge drunk the night breeze, making the people on the whole street sober.

The sound of the pipa is broken, the throat of Yingge is tender, the silk is pink and silky, the wine is slanted and the vegetables are scattered. The Qixian Tower is the most lively place on the whole street tonight.

On the top floor of Huage, more than 20 tables are lined up, and more than [-] young talents and beauties in pink are reciting poems and songs, and crossing arms.

The Wenhui organized by Wuling Gongshang Luojia is now at its most lively.

The most eye-catching person in the banquet was of course Zhang Xinzhi who recited "Wushan Canghai" and "Spring Silkworm Wax Torch".This person has had several literary meetings, and his extremely powerful talkative tongue has really convinced many people, but this person is a bit of a waiter, and has never written a poem on the spot again.

However, today's Luojia Wenhui was able to invite this person because of great favor.And this letter is probably for the face of the second girl of the Luo family.

Many people at the scene knew that the second girl of the Luo family, who was waiting in her boudoir, admired this person very much, and had a "coincident encounter" with Zhang Xinzhi at Dieshan Temple the day before yesterday.

(End of this chapter)