Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 5 Ask my uncle to compose his own poem!
A group of people passed through the second gate, and saw a person coming out of the main hall.

The visitor was about [-] years old, and he was also dressed as a scholar.It's just that the clothes are a little ordinary compared to the previous few people, but they are made of linen.This person smiled before saying anything, with a pair of flying eyebrows drawn into his temples, and his eyes were full of energy. Although his complexion was a little pale, but when he looked at him, he couldn't help but let people secretly praise him, what a good-looking!

Zhang Zhe also sighed secretly in his heart, what a dog!
Then I thought to myself, could this be the hero of this show?But in a flash, he rejected this idea.In this drama, he deduces that the one surnamed Wu is the employer. How could it be possible to let other people, especially someone who is so much more handsome than the one surnamed Wu, be the hero?
Is it the male second?
While Zhang Zhe was thinking wildly, his uncle felt inexplicably better after seeing this person, and greeted him kindly: "Brother Boya, where did you go just now? But I missed a few good poems!"

Li Yulou walked down from the main hall without hesitation, smiled and cupped his hands to Meng Chuansheng: "Brother, don't blame my younger brother Meng Lang. I just went to the main hall to take a look for my brother and wasted my mind for a while. But sister Wan'er's song poetry?"

Meng Chuansheng choked slightly, and Li Yulou hurriedly said: "You should be beaten, you should be beaten, I just met my aunt, and my aunt asked kindly, but I can't change my words for a while, brother and Erlang are not to blame!"

Meng Chuansheng didn't take it seriously, he helped Zhang Zhe and walked towards the main hall, and introduced him to Zhang Zhe as he walked: "This Li Yulou is my acquaintance with the president, and he is one of the best figures in the academy. We all know that his family is poor, but Bo Ya is talented and intelligent, and is highly valued by the masters of the academy. Therefore, my father is happy to help him, and has been in my house since he was 15 years old. My parents regard him as a nephew, and Erlang will get closer to him in the future!"

Zhang Zhe got drunk again, just nodded his head, leaning almost all his weight on Meng Chuansheng to support him into the main hall.

Everyone embraced Zhang Zhe and entered the main hall, but Li Yulou fell behind.He glanced at the back, and sighed secretly: "Wu Yaodu, who is incompetent, almost ruined Wan'er's reputation if he didn't complete the task, and Shuzi is not enough to match Moer!"

Li Yulou turned his head to look at the figure of Zhang Zhe in front of him, his face sank like water for a moment.He received the favor of the Meng family in poverty, respected the two elders of the Meng family very much, and also admired Miss Meng's talent and learning, and regarded himself as the son-in-law of the Meng family early in his heart.It's just that because Meng Xiaowan has a marriage contract, it's not easy to clarify the matter with Miss Meng's family.

However, during the few years of acquaintance with Ms. Meng's family, I always feel that we appreciate each other very much, and there is always a secret affection.This time Uncle Meng's sudden fulfillment of the marriage contract, Li Yulou was the one who suffered the most.

Wu Yaodu has always coveted Meng Xiaowan, and Li Yulou tried to destroy it many times.But who knew that it was still cheaper for this Zhang family's rascal!

Li Yulou designed Wu Yaodu to intervene because he heard that Zhang Zhe had a bad temper.Wu Yaodu blatantly blocked the door and humiliated him, so he was very likely to punch Wu Yaodu at the door.At that time, if he tries to make Zhang Zhe completely offend the Meng family, he will end this marriage for life.

Just now when Li Yulou was outside the main hall, he heard Meng's father coughing, and immediately had someone call Meng Chuansheng in, just in time for Wu Yaodu to do things at the door.

Who knows that Wu Yaodu, who has been in school for more than ten years, can't even be called a prodigal son, and almost ruined Wan'er's reputation.

In the small courtyard in the west wing, the girl was holding a piece of paper and reciting softly, which was the "serious" make-up poem written silently by the accountant.

Mother Chen served the girl a cup of tea, and asked cautiously, "Girl, is this poem by the new uncle not good?"

"It's not good," the girl said lightly, "it's obviously very good."

"That's good, that's good!" Chen's mother smiled happily, but she hesitated to speak and looked at the untouched wedding clothes and Xiaguan on the table.

"Mother Chen, don't rush to agree," the girl gently put the paper on the table, she looked a little worried, "It's because it's so good, so this matter is troublesome."

"Girl, how do you say this? Mom, I'm confused."

"This poem is very good, so good that it can be regarded as the first line in today's make-up poems. Considering Zhang Jiaerlang's talent, this poem is naturally not made by him. Other people's make-up poems have not been used by him, but he took them in advance. It’s time to use it. When this matter gets out, don’t say he is Zhang Erlang, it’s my Meng family, people will be unable to hold their heads up for a few lifetimes.”

The girl's words frightened Chen's mother a lot.She turned left and right a few times, and anxiously grabbed the girl's hand: "Girl, what should I do?"

The girl gritted her teeth and called Bailu, and told her: "Go to the main hall and find the uncle. Let him make sure that Zhang Jiaerlang composes another song, whether it is rhetoric or country slang. It's just that this poem must be let He made it clear in front of everyone, exactly who did it, and whose name it is!"

Mother Chen's face turned pale at the time, and she grabbed the girl.

"Girl, you can't do it! This is a slap in the face of the new uncle, so the future will be sad!"

"In the days to come," the girl looked at Mother Chen and smiled wryly, "I never thought that I would have a better life, let's protect the reputation of my Meng family first."

With the support of Meng Chuansheng, Zhang Zhe staggered to the innermost part of the main hall.

An old man about 50 years old was sitting on the main seat in the main hall, looking at him with a smile.This old man was dressed in a pine and crane brocade robe, and there was a stick beside him, looking at his face, he seemed to be not in good shape.

After the old man smelled Zhang Zhe's smell of alcohol, he gave Meng Chuansheng a hard look, and reprimanded him, "How can you make your brother-in-law look like this in these few steps?"

Meng Chuansheng was full of grievances, but it was really hard to say that Zhang Zhe himself had grown into this virtue before, so he had no choice but to admit his mistake.

Sitting on the right side of the old man is a lady with hair full of pearls and emeralds. She is about forty years old and has entered the late spring.The lady was dressed in dark green and emerald clothes, embroidered with many birds, which was very lively, but she was cold, her eyes were slightly red, she looked at Zhang Zhe without saying a word.

At this moment, Zhang Zhe finally couldn't bear the alcohol, and under the guidance of Meng Chuansheng, he made a few casual obeisances to Laotai Mountain and Taishui.

The master of the Meng family was very angry and funny when he saw his uncle drunk like this, so he could only ask people to put Zhang Zhe to rest in the armchair beside him, and then ordered someone to have a banquet and make fresh hangover soup.

According to the custom, this uncle still has to go around the lady's banquet, and wait for half an hour before picking up his daughter and returning to Zhang's house.

More than a dozen tables in the courtyard were already full, Master Meng ordered, and all kinds of delicacies were brought up.The guests all chatted and laughed, and celebrated with each other, and the whole Meng family was very lively for a while.

Bai Lu secretly covered his face with a veil, and walked into the lobby through the back door.

She saw the new son-in-law reclining and dozing alone in the hall, and when Bai Lu was hesitating, she saw the uncle Meng Chuansheng leading an old man and a group of classmates in.

Overjoyed, Bai Lu stepped forward to salute, and then generously followed the girl's instructions and said the words in front of everyone.Meng Chuansheng's expression changed slightly, but the expressions of the others became a little embarrassed.

It was rumored that Miss Meng's family was very talented and learned, but she unexpectedly had the temperament of an old Confucian. On the spot, she made her husband and son-in-law unable to step down from her mother's house. Although it was to maintain the reputation of the Meng family, it would also hurt the face of Erlang Zhang.

"Maybe not!" The blue-robed scholar was the quickest to respond, and immediately started talking, "Huo has never heard of this poem, so it must be Erlang's." But at the end, even he was not sure, so The last word turned into a question instead.

Li Yulou smiled, and said to Zhang Zhe who had just been woken up, "Erlang, do you remember when you made this makeup reminder poem?"

The old man who was traveling with him was Mr. Fan, and he looked at Li Yulou with a frown.He knew very well that Li Yulou was a rare person in the academy who was talented and thoughtful, so how could he ask such inconvenient words?
He glanced at Wu Yaodu behind him with some doubts.

Just now when he was questioning Wu Yaodu, he discovered through clues that this person seemed to be coerced by someone, but that person was acting in a secret way, and even Wu Yaodu himself didn't realize who it was.

Master Fan's heart tightened secretly when he thought of Li Yulou's frequent visits to Meng's house, could it be?Li Boya, Li Boya, you must not be so foolish!
Zhang Zhe was gently shaken by the egret a few times. He felt a little bored and became impatient. He also forgot about the theater and so on, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?"

When Wu Yaodu saw Zhang Zhe, he felt that Zhang Zhe was an eyesore, so he couldn't help but sneer: "Ms. Meng asked you, who made this last makeup poem? Don't lie, you always talk about it." Hanging out on Wan Island, where did you meet such a romantic person?"

Zhang Zhe heard in a daze that it was about the make-up reminder poem.I thought the crew had stopped filming, and they were discussing the origin of this poem.

He closed his eyes and explained vaguely: "Of course I didn't write this poem. This person's surname is Jia Mingdao. Well, he's not a romantic figure, just a monk!"

When the scholars heard this, they all pointed at Wu Yaodu and laughed.

"You said people were cheating and only hang out on Wan Island, and he said that it was written by Jia Dao at this time, but he was still a monk. Hahahaha, this monk wrote a good makeup poem, wonderful! Wonderful!"

Bailu didn't understand why the uncle and the others were all laughing, but he carefully remembered Zhang Zhe's reply, and then pushed the uncle again: "Don't sleep, uncle, the girl asked you for another poem made by yourself!"

Zhang Zhe has completely suffered from the aftereffects of alcohol, and he is suffering from a severe headache. Hearing what Bailu said, he becomes more and more impatient: won't the director and screenwriter go to Baidu by themselves?

He simply closed his eyes, and started talking like a machine gun. As for whether the little girl can remember, it's none of his business.

"It is rumored that the red powder is lowered by the candle, and there is no spring in front of the mirror stand. You don't need to wear makeup on your face, but keep your eyebrows for painting. This poem is written by an unknown person! There is another poem, don't put the painting fan out to cover the spring on the mountain talent.

If Taoist reunion is like the bright moon, sweet-scented osmanthus must be placed in it.The person who wrote this poem is an unwilling lover!Want more?Forget it, where is spring deep, and spring deep marries a wife's family.Candles in two rows of cages, flowers among the fans of a tree.Bin Biden Huaxi, personally welcome the barrier car.The make-up poem is over, and the stars are gradually tilting.The poet Bai Le! . "

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, but found that this guy had stopped reading. Looking again, Zhang Zhe had already fallen asleep.

The blue-robed scholar laughed loudly: "Zhang Xinzhi, you are indeed a great talent! What are you talking about about an unknown person, an unfulfilled love, and Baile! This is self-deprecating, too much!"

(End of this chapter)