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Chapter 192 The New Lotus Garden Poetry Club

On this day, Cao Xuefei came to An Guogong's mansion.

"Sister Qiongxian, I haven't seen you for a long time." Cao Xuefei said enthusiastically when she saw Zhu Qiongxian.

"Sister Xuefei, you haven't come to see me for a long time!" Zhu Qiongxian said softly, and at the same time put her arms around Cao Xuefei's arm.

"Hmph." Cao Xuefei stretched out her white and tender fingers, and lightly tapped Zhu Qiongxian's shoulder, "I have come to look for you many times, but the guard at your house stopped me from entering."

"He said that you were grounded by the Duke, and it was inconvenient to see guests, so I couldn't see you."

"It's hard to see you today, so you need to get close to me." Cao Xuefei said and pressed her body against Zhu Qiongxian.

At this moment, Cao Xuefei felt a cool feeling on her wrist, looked down, and saw a small dark green snake trying to wrap itself around.

"Ah!" Cao Xuefei yelled in fright, and then jumped away quickly.

Zhu Qiongxian narrowed her eyes. From the movement of Cao Xuefei jumping away just now, it can be clearly seen that her footsteps are nimble, and it can be seen that she has martial arts.

Zhu Qiongxian always thought that Cao Xuefei didn't understand martial arts, and the other party also said that she had never practiced martial arts because she was afraid of pain since she was a child.

But the dodging action just now exposed Cao Xuefei's martial arts skills, and her martial arts skills are absolutely outstanding!

However, Zhu Qiongxian didn't show any abnormality on his face, on the contrary, he had an apologetic expression.

"Sister Xuefei, I'm sorry, this is Mo Dai." Then she raised the little green snake in her hand.

"What is this?" Cao Xuefei's voice trembled.

"This is the little snake raised by sister Caiyun." At this moment, Mo Caiyun came over, and Zhu Qiongxian handed Mo Dai back to her.

"go to play."

Mo Caiyun looked at Cao Xuefei curiously, but she turned and ran away without saying a word.

"She is..." Cao Xuefei's face was still pale, but her voice had calmed down a lot.

"She is a sister I know." Zhu Qiongxian didn't think too much about explaining, but simply said this.

"By the way, sister Xuefei, why did you come here today?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time, so I miss you. Didn't you hear that you have been grounded by the Duke, now I have a chance to relax, so I came to ask you to go out and relax." Cao Xuefei At this time, it has returned to normal, as if it has forgotten the shock just now.

"How to relax?" Zhu Qiongxian became interested.

"There is a poetry meeting tomorrow, we can go to it." Cao Xuefei suggested.

"Poetry meeting." Zhu Qiongxian frowned slightly, "How boring, why don't we go out to hunt in the city?"

"No." Cao Xuefei shook her head, and at the same time her arm began to shake Zhu Qiongxian's arm, "I'm not good at riding a horse, nor can I shoot an arrow, and I just follow you when I go hunting, which is boring."

Zhu Qiongxian: "..."

Don't pretend, just relying on your martial arts, hunting on horseback is a piece of cake!
But Zhu Qiongxian was just saying this in his heart, pretending to be very regretful on the surface.

"Sister Xuefei, just go with me, okay?" Zhu Qiongxian began to shake Cao Xuefei's arm violently.

"Okay, okay, don't shake it anymore, or it will fall apart." Cao Xuefei said hastily, "Well, you go to accompany me to the poetry meeting tomorrow, and I will go hunting with you next time."

Zhu Qiongxian hesitated for a while, and finally agreed, "That's it, let's go hunting next time."

In fact, Zhu Qiongxian could feel that Cao Xuefei seemed to be looking forward to her going to the poetry meeting. This is definitely not a simple companionship between good sisters.

Instead, there is a kind of desire mixed in it, and it can even be said to have a conspiracy.

Zhu Qiongxian has never been a simple-minded person, but she doesn't want to imagine her good sister like that.

So she decided to go to the poetry meeting with Cao Xuefei tomorrow, but she wanted to know what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd?

"Okay, that's the deal." Cao Xuefei's face showed joy when she heard that.

. . .

The next day, Xinheyuan.

Today's poetry meeting was organized by Feng Yubao, son of Feng E, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

This Feng Yubao is over [-] years old this year, but he has nothing to do all day long, so he knows how to dance with a bunch of literati, write poems and write poems against each other.

His father, Feng E, was also happy to see his son like this. After all, most of these literati were born in Confucianism, and it would be beneficial to make friends with them more.

In the early years, Feng Yubao was not like this. At that time, he was indulging in debauchery and drinking all day long, which caused his father a lot of headaches.

If he only knows how to eat, drink and have fun, that's fine, but Feng Yubao has even hurt people in the streets many times in the capital, and his reputation is extremely bad. Once, he even molested a commoner girl after drinking, which provoked the head catchers of the Six Doors to teach him a lesson.

At that time, the entire imperial court wanted to see how Feng E would handle this matter, because once a Confucian disciple entered the court as an official, he would automatically disassociate himself from the Confucian sect.

But Feng E knew the truth of leaning against a big tree to enjoy the shade. Although he couldn't regard himself as a Confucian disciple to the outside world, he always dressed as a Confucian student on weekdays, and every time his master's birthday was born, he would go to celebrate it in person.

Therefore, many people thought that the conflict between Feng Yubao and the six sects, maybe the Confucian sect would help.

But I didn't expect Feng E to take this as an opportunity to send his son to Songyang Academy to be taught by Confucianism himself.

When Feng Yubao came back a year later, his whole person seemed to have changed. He changed his old habits and began to write and write, and he started to speak freely.

Feng E knew that his son was hurt, but he didn't care. It's better now than before.

Since then, Feng Yubao has regarded himself as a disciple of Confucianism, and has close contacts with some literati and scholars on weekdays. Nobody remembers.

This time, Feng Yubao held a poetry meeting in Xinhe Garden, which was specially held for this group of literati who had just come out of the Confucian school to study.

Although Confucianism adheres to the attitude of teaching without distinction and opens the door of convenience, entry-level learning is not affordable for ordinary families. Only children with outstanding talents and outstanding children will be paid for free, otherwise they will join Confucianism. Still need to spend a lot of money.

But this does not mean that one can reach the sky in one step after joining the Confucian school. Although it is easy to enter the Confucian school, it is extremely difficult to achieve something. This group of Confucian literati chose to go out to study because they could not improve after staying in the school. .

Generally, the first destination of a study tour is the capital, so Feng Yubao also held such a poetry meeting in Xinheyuan to make friends with these scholars.

(End of this chapter)