Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

Chapter 9 Let him go down to the west building in the bright moon

Quietly looked at Ling Rou, although she was not bad in appearance, but she was born there.Such a woman can at most be a concubine for her son.

Sighed, his face sullen.

"Mu Yun, you haven't written your poem yet!"

The poetry meeting resumed its excitement, and Li Muyun was dragged over by a group of nobles, all staring at him to compose a poem.

Ling Rou, like the other female relatives, looked at him shyly.

Although Ling Yue didn't think that poem was very good, Li Muyun won the applause without any suspense, and Ling Rou's eyes were full of tears.

Qian Yingying held a piece of pastry and brought it to her mouth, leaning head to head with Ling Yue: "Yue'er, don't you understand?"

The corner of Ling Yue's mouth twitched, the word "also" was used well.

"Why, don't you understand?"

Qian Yingying looked disdainful: "Is there still a need to ask?"

Qian Yingying is the cutest one who speaks so confidently about being uneducated.

"When you come to the poetry meeting, you don't write poems. Miss Qian just comes here for food? Is this the only thing that the House of Ministers of the Household Department lacks?"

With a sarcasm, Qian Yingying's face was filled with impatience.No longer pretending to be reserved, he stood up quickly.

"Zhang Lianxin, are you free? Why are you everywhere?"

Judging by Qian Yingying's appearance, it seems that she has tolerated her for a long time.

Ling Yue has the impression that this Zhang Lianxin is the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and she is always proud of her talent.She has a good impression of Li Muyun, but she can't love her, and she can't get into Mrs. Li's eyes at all.

She wanted to persuade Qian Yingying not to talk to her, but the woman pointed her finger at her again.

"Miss Ling, I heard that you are very talented, why don't you compose a poem for us? Do you agree?"

Everyone knows that the eldest lady of the Xiangfu is unruly and capricious, has no ink, is not as good as the second lady who is knowledgeable and well-versed in articles, and those who watch the excitement and don't think it's a big deal take the lead in applauding, shouting "Miss Ling, come here!" head."

With a smile on Lingrou's face, she gave Zhang Lianxin a positive look.

It happened to fall into the eyes of Mrs. Xue.

Humph said: "The second girl of the Ling family is not a kind person, she actually cooperates with outsiders to bully her sister."

This sentence happened to be heard by Mrs. Li, and it turned out to be the case after careful observation, and her impression of Ling Rou was a bit worse.

"Grandma, do you want grandson-in-law to help?" Han Xiao said.

She is the wife of the Major General of General Wu'an's Mansion, and this group of noble ladies want to give themselves face no matter what.

Mrs. Xue shook her head, she didn't seem to care about Ling Yue's appearance, so it's nothing to worry about, let's just take a look.

Zhang Lianxin listened to the booing, and with a smug look on his face, he asked the maid to pour a full glass of wine over.

"Miss Ling, why don't you think so? Let's each write a poem, let everyone judge the winner, and the loser will drink the wine."

Qian Yingying looked at the wine glass that was almost overflowing, and said angrily: "Such a big glass, don't get drunk? This is a poetry fair, not a wine fighting arena. Are you going too far?"

Zhang Lianxin asked back: "Miss Qian just surrendered for her?"

The crowd roared with laughter, whispered and ridiculed.

Ling Rou stepped forward, with a sad face, and glared at Zhang Lianxin: "Everyone knows that my sister doesn't study often, isn't Ms. Zhang a bully? In this way, I will help my sister drink!"

The corner of Ling Yue's mouth twitched. This younger sister really got the true biography of Aunt Chen.

Xiang Lingrou smiled and said, "Thank you!"

Turning to Zhang Lianxin, he said: "Since Ms. Zhang is so elegant, if I don't accompany you, I will be suspected of looking down on you. Since you want to play, then don't be petty. A glass of wine is a bit small. If you want to compete, just a bottle . Hongguo, go!"

Hongguo thinks that Miss is crazy, don't she know how many books she has read?Seeing her winking, I had to go find wine.

Xue Ping directly took a bottle of the wine on the case: "Yue'er, wine!"

Ling Yue was taken aback for a moment, as expected, she was arrogant after the door, and he took her as one of his own so quickly.

He smiled and said, "Thank you, brother. Ms. Zhang, are you coming?"

The words have been exhausted, and Zhang Lianxin has no other way out except to promise.It's just such a bottle of wine, if you drink it up, you will definitely pass out here.Don't be afraid of getting drunk, what you are afraid of is losing face, so you can only win but not lose!
I was a little apprehensive at first, but when I thought about Ling Yue's reputation for so many years, I smiled again.

"Of course! Men's poems are all ambitious, so let's not join in the fun. How about using emotion as the theme?"

Zhang Lianxin wrote a lot of this kind of poems in private, even though none of them were sent out, he just took the opportunity to read them out at this time, what if Li Shizi listened to it?
"Up to you." Ling Yue agreed immediately.

After so many years of exam-oriented education, is it difficult to silently write a poem?
Zhang Lianxin was surprised by her straightforwardness, snorted coldly, and ordered the maid to bring a pen and paper.

Mrs. Xue thought it was interesting, and brought everyone to embrace her.

"Yue'er, why don't you write?"

Zhang Lianxin had almost finished writing, but Ling Yue hadn't started writing for a long time, so Mrs. Xue was a little anxious.

Ling Yue picked up the pen, turned her head and smiled and said, "Grandma, I don't know which one to choose."

"Naughty!"

After a pause, he swiped his pen and wrote a quatrain.

Everyone highly praised Zhang Lianxin's poems, saying that she is extremely talented, talented and beautiful, and she is a veritable talented woman.

Until Ling Yue stopped writing, they all closed their mouths at the same time.

Even Li Muyun was shocked, it is unbelievable that this was done by her.

"Water-patterned treasures are longing for a long time, and a thousand miles of good times will rest overnight. Since then, I have no heart to love a good night, and let him go down to the west building under the bright moon."

Lejing writes mourning, multiplying his sorrow.If all the letters she sent him were like this, it would be hard for him not to be tempted.

Li Muyun began to have a guess, was this poem written for him?

Ling Yue didn't know that he was trying his best to make up his mind. Her focus was on the ownership of the bottle of wine.

"Everyone, how are you?" She asked everyone with a smile.

"Miss Zhang, drink!" Someone yelled, and the melon-eating crowd joined in.

Zhang Lianxin looked at the wine with fear, and said embarrassingly: "It's just a joke."

Qian Yingying looked down on her look of contempt for losing, and hummed: "If Yue'er loses, isn't it a joke? Miss Zhang is the daughter of the Minister of Rites, and she doesn't even understand etiquette? Since you can't lose Come on, what are you doing with that head?"

Under the eyes of everyone, Zhang Lianxin had no way to retreat, and gave Lingrou a sad look, but when she saw her lower her head, she snorted bitterly, and poured the wine bottle into her mouth.

As soon as I took a sip, I was choked by the spicy, and I couldn't drink it anymore.

Only Xue Ping said coldly: "I would like to bet and admit defeat, finish drinking!"

Grievance, remorse and unwillingness flooded into his heart in an instant, Zhang Lianxin cried and drank, and finally drank it all down.After that, she vomited and cried, and the floor was in a mess. Madam Li was afraid of making a bigger joke, so she quickly asked the maid to help her into the guest room.

Mrs. Xue's face was full of kindness, it seemed that the rumors were indeed untrue, she couldn't help admiring her vision.He would boast to everyone: "This is my granddaughter, the granddaughter I just met."

Seeing that it was almost time, Ling Yue said goodbye to Mrs. Xue and Mrs. Li and went to Yuming Temple with Hongguo.

Hongguo thought it was the young lady's casual talk, but she didn't expect it to be true.

"I heard that Yuming Temple is the best way to pray for the safety of the house. Anyway, it's still early, so buy a few safety symbols and go back."

Buy Ping An Fu?Don't you ask?
Immediately afterwards, Ling Yue said again: "Hongguo, after the meeting is over, I will leave the safety talisman to you. Remember to get eight. Me, Ayun, you, Qingyin, my father and three from Fengheyuan. We are one Meet at the gate of the temple after hours."

Hong Guo was surprised: "Miss, what are you going to do?"

"Dig the herbs and go back to plant them!"

(End of this chapter)