Traveling through: I rely on space to raise the sick Wei Wang

Chapter 103 Fighting Poems
"Do you know why this little bastard was beaten?" The leading man pointed at the boy, "He dared to steal and even broke a lot of valuable things in my store. Tell me, how should this be solved?" ?”

"You're lying!" The little boy, with his nose and face bruised from the beating, forced his thin body to scold the man.

"You lied, I didn't steal anything. This bracelet is a relic left by my mother. Obviously, you stole it from my mother's grave. I just took back what belongs to me."

"Little bastard, I'll let you talk nonsense!" The man rushed forward and beat the little boy.

The little boy was so frightened that he quickly and cleverly hid behind Wei En, not daring to show his head.

Wei En was helpless, in order not to cause trouble, he had no choice but to take out his few silver taels and handed it to the man: "Is this enough?"

The leading man weighed the silver tael in his hand with satisfaction, and then stopped: "It's not too bad."

"let's go!"

The eldest grandson Gongyu stepped forward to help the little boy up: "Little brother, are you okay?"

The little boy reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, and shook his head stubbornly: "I'm fine, thank you big brother, thank you for saving me."

The eldest grandson Gongyu just touched the little boy's head tenderly, then took out the silver taels from his bosom and stuffed them into the little boy: "Save the money to buy some delicious food, if the wound hurts, remember to see the doctor."

The little boy nodded heavily: "Yes."

After speaking, the little boy took his mother's bracelet and silver taels and left towards home.

When Changsun Gongyu turned her head again, Xu Ruqing was nowhere to be seen.

He couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.Did she encounter any urgent matter? Why did she leave so quickly that she didn't even have a chance to know her name.

"My son, the concubine has been waiting for us at Mudanzhai for a long time, we need to go there quickly."

Wei En's voice brought back his thoughts, he calmed down, and buried all his emotions in his heart: "Okay, let's go."

Xu Ruqing left quietly after seeing that the little boy was safe and sound. It wasn't that she was rude and left without saying hello, but that she and the other party didn't know each other at all. Since the boy was safe and sound, why was she still staying there? ?

"Miss, it turns out that you are here, and you make it easy for servants to find you!"

Zhiqu ran out of breath, holding a heavy purse in his hand.When she came here just now, she saw that Xu Ruqing who was waiting for her had disappeared, so she didn't know how anxious she was. What would she do if she lost the lady.

Xu Ruqing took out the brocade handkerchief in her bosom and wiped the sweat off her forehead: "See, you are in such a hurry, are you afraid that Miss Ben will be lost?"

Zhiqu jokingly said: "That's right, if you get lost, where will the slaves go to find a princess to compensate the prince."

Xu Ruqing glanced at Zhiqu with a smirk, and this girl became more and more dishonest.

"Miss, you can wear this flower." Zhiqu found flowers of many colors at some time, and put them on a tray for Xu Ruqing to choose from.

According to the usual practice in previous years, as long as the lady who is going to participate in the lotus appreciation party must wear a flower.If you meet someone you like at the flower fair, you can send the flowers you wear to the person, implying seeking fate.

Xu Ruqing looked at the colorful flowers on the tray, and finally his eyes were attracted by a pink-orange narcissus.

She picked up the narcissus and put it on. The delicate and fairy-like flower matched with her white gauze skirt today, making her more fresh and lively.

Xu Ruqing was attracted by the crowd not far away, it seemed very lively there: "Why is it so noisy over there?"

"Returning to Miss, according to the Dongyuan Kingdom's practice, every year there will be a poetry competition held at the Peony Festival, and the ladies and princes in the mansion will participate, and the poetry competition is being held over there."

Zhiqu's eyes were shining, she was looking around, as a humble servant girl, she rarely had the chance to play with her master, so she felt lively and interesting watching everything at the moment.

"Miss, shall we go and see?"

Xu Ruqing nodded thoughtfully when she heard the words. It seems that it is true that the ancients liked the pen and ink of literary giants. There are simply countless people participating in this grand event.

She, an ordinary person, wanted to see what the ancients looked like when they wrote poems, so she told Zhiqu: "You go and arrange it, and try to pick a place with few people and close to the scene of fighting poems."

Zhiqu's voice became lighter unconsciously: "Yes, miss."

Today's saints like peonies the most. There is an ancient saying that "the king of Chu has a thin waist, and many people starve to death in the palace." Therefore, officials in various places in the Dongyuan Kingdom built many peony forests, large and small, among which the largest area is the Peony Studio in the center of the capital.

After a while, Xu Ruqing and the others sat in the Mudanzhai. In fact, this is a very large teahouse. I heard that this teahouse is the largest and most luxurious in the capital.

Looking down through the window, just below is the scene of the poetry competition.

The wing rooms in Mudanzhai are very uniquely arranged.There are no golden and luxurious decorations, and no fancy decorations. There are only a few pots of purple peonies in full bloom in the house, and there is a touch of sandalwood incense...

The simple furnishings and decent artistic conception make it look very clean.

The doors and windows of the wing room are all open, which is also for the convenience of people in the room to see the performance on the stage below.However, lavender veils are installed on the door and windows, and when people outside look inside, it brings a hazy and beautiful artistic conception to people.

"The restaurant will serve the dishes as soon as possible, please wait a moment for the two guest officers."

Xu Ruqing nodded, indicating that the waiter can go to work on his own.

Zhiqu bounced to the small table in the wing room and sat down, poked her head out and looked outside, today she was wearing a green dress, she looked full of vitality in this cold winter day.

Xu Ruqing leisurely drank the tea on the small table, quietly listening to the movement outside.

It didn't take long before the audience was full of people, and a man who looked like a host came to the stage and sang to the audience: "Everyone, today is the annual peony festival in Dongyuan Kingdom. A poetry competition will be held at the meeting, and I feel very honored to be able to host the competition in the small shop. Everyone eats and drinks well today, and I hereby promise that the more customers eat, the more discounts they will get."

The audience in the audience clapped their hands when they heard that there was a bargain: "Okay!! The shopkeeper is so interesting!"

The shopkeeper waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said: "Although the theme of the Flower Festival is fighting poetry, it is not just as simple as poetry. As long as you have extraordinary talents, you can show your demeanor on stage. Mudanzhai can provide you with All performance equipment, everyone can enjoy the happiness brought by the grand event.”

There was another burst of clapping and applause, and the shopkeeper said a few more casual words, and then quietly stepped back to give the stage to the performers.

(End of this chapter)