After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 11
There is silence here, and the drop of a needle can be heard.

Zhongli Ruoshui glanced over the crowd, "My lady announces that there will be no leader in this literary meeting!"

"boom……!"

There was an explosion in the cabin, and these students couldn't believe it, "Could it be that there is a tie for first place?"

"Even if they tie for first place, there should be another round!"

"I thought it was Mr. Yujing Su or Young Master Qi... Their poems are the best even in Ningguo, unless they didn't write any poems!"

"Yes, I saw with my own eyes that they handed in their poems!"

"What the hell is going on then?"

"What is this? To tease us?"

"..."

All kinds of voices kept ringing in his ears, but Zhongli Ruoshui remained calm and composed.

Su Muxin and Qi Zhixue looked at each other, their eyes were also full of doubts.

In Su Mu's mind, the mentor said that the third lady of Zhongli's mansion wanted to choose her son-in-law based on literature, and he came from a poor family. The teacher meant that if he could become the son-in-law of Zhongli's mansion, he would be able to realize his ambition more easily.

Besides, the third lady of Zhongli Mansion is not only extremely beautiful, but also extremely talented in writing. If I really marry her, it will be a blessing in my life.

So he came prepared, he thought that his biggest competitor was Qi Zhixue.

He wasn't too worried about Qi Zhixue's poems, but what was vaguely disturbing was the powerful forces behind Qi Zhixue's Duke of Qi.

If she failed the ranking, it should be Qi Zhixue who won the title of leader, but the third miss Zhongli just said that there is no leader in this essay meeting... What's so particular about this?
Qi Zhixue also looked confused.

Grandpa ordered him to come because Cheng Guogong's mansion wanted to propose marriage directly to Zhongli's mansion.

Grandpa said that if Duke Qi's Mansion can marry Zhongli Mansion, it will definitely overwhelm the other four Duke's mansions. So this matter not only involves his own future happiness, but also involves whether Duke Qi's mansion can improve in the future.

Of course, he didn't dare to take it lightly, not to mention that when he met Miss Zhongli in Kyoto back then, the shadow had already been engraved in his mind in the blink of an eye.

His love for Zhongli Ruoshui is no less than that of the boy Cheng Zhe from Cheng Guogong's mansion.

He came to Guangling City.

The leader of this literary conference is bound to win!

However... Zhongli Ruoshui said that there is no leader in this essay meeting, what happened?
Everyone is puzzled.

Although it is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts, this kind of literary society will eventually come to a result, and the result announced by Zhongli Ruoshui is obviously not satisfactory to these teenagers.

Zhongli Ruoshui raised a hand, and the place was quiet again.

"Because I got a poem that even the elders and scholars admire, but I don't know who the author is...Everyone, I will recite that poem to you later. If you feel that your poem can be compared with This word is comparable to... Then please come to this stage!"

All the talented scholars were in an uproar once again, and each of them was amazed. Half of the famous talented scholars in Ningguo gathered in this boat, including the famous Su Muxin and Qi Zhixue.

At this moment, Miss Zhongli can say a word that even Hua Boss and Confucianism admire, but I don't know who the author of this word is...

Could it be that the other two talented scholars in Kyoto sent poems to others?
It can only be like this.

Otherwise, who else has such a high attainment in the way of poetry?

Zhong Li Ruoshui pressed both hands, until all the voices dissipated, she opened her mouth again:

"The name of this word is "Butterfly Loves Flowers", please listen carefully."

The arena was silent again.

All the students pricked up their ears, wanting to hear how this song surpassed Su Muxin and Qi Zhixue.

Zhongli Ruoshui cleared his throat, and looked out of the window.

Twilight has fallen, and a crescent moon is hanging in the sky.

It is not bright, but there is still a clear glow.

A night breeze entered the window, blowing her hair and cooling her mood.

She seemed to be in this song "Butterfly Love Flower" again, as if she felt the author's ecstasy of spring sorrow again.

Her red lips parted lightly, as if the poem floated from the sky, and with the cool night wind, it was sent to the hearts of the students——

"Standing in a dangerous building, the wind is soft.

Looking very sad in spring, the sky grows sadly.

In the afterglow of grassy smoke,
Who would rely on the fence without words.

Plan to drunk the madness.

For wine as a song, strong music is still tasteless.

The belts are getting wider and he won’t regret it,
People haggard because of Yixiao! "

After reciting a word, there is a lingering sound around the beam.

After ten breaths, there was still no sound.

All the people present here are talented scholars with a certain degree of talent, of course they have a certain appreciation, not to mention that Zhongli Ruoshui said this poem just now, which is deeply loved by Hua Boss...

Now that they heard this word, they suddenly realized that this word is really exquisite.

Maybe they can't read it like Hua Lao Daru, but the powerful melancholy emanating from the words has deeply infected them.

It also touched them.

Especially the last sentence!
"It's a good sentence that the belt gets wider and wider, but I don't regret it, and it makes people haggard because of Yixiao..."

Su Muxin opened his eyes, "My servant, the difference is far away, the words I wrote are hard to match, and the defeat is so convincing!"

Qi Zhixue also woke up from the artistic conception of this poem. At this moment, his heart was also full of sadness. He knew that he had failed.

He gave a wry smile, and bowed his hands: "If the third lady finds out about this person, I will send you a letter to let me know, and I will pay a visit before the meeting."

"It's just... what kind of couplet is this person reading? Would it be convenient for Miss San to tell me?"

"His pair of couplets also won three tops."

"There is dust in his eyes and the world is narrow, but what he is right is that there is nothing in his chest and he is as wide as a bed. Take a closer look."

Everyone fell into deep thought again, and Su Muxin and Qi Zhixue immediately understood the magic of this couplet.

"Hearing this word and this couplet... I suddenly feel frustrated, maybe I should abandon my pen and join the army, and go to the north to fight against the desolate people!" Su Mu's mood faded, and he was suddenly full of confusion about the way ahead.

At this moment Li Chendong has lost his soul like a concubine.

He was complacent about his poem at first, thinking that he would have a chance to become the son-in-law of Zhongli's mansion, but now he knows what it means to have someone beyond others.

After all, there was no wisp of green smoke rising from the Li family's ancestral grave.

The lintel of the third room of the Li family had to remain as it was.

Zhongli Ruoshui was very satisfied with the result.

Has the selection of son-in-law based on literature failed this time?

No, because this word is a well-deserved leader.

If the Cheng family came to propose marriage, this would be her best excuse.

Just need to find the person who wrote this poem.

It's very simple, because she already knows that person.

What she needs is time, and what she needs to know about that person next.

"Thank you for your kindness, this essay meeting is over, please go away on your own."

"Believe in your fate, there will be better girls!"

She turned around and headed for the rear cabin, but there was a sly smile on the corner of her mouth——

Li Chenan, what kind of person are you?
By the way, Shen Qiaodie's marriage contract can be broken by her as quickly as possible!
……

……

Willow head on the moon.

The smell of medicine came from the east courtyard of Li's mansion, and the smell of wine came from the west courtyard of Li's mansion.

Li Qiaoxi was happily decocting medicine for her mother with a small stove, while her elder brother Li Chenan was sitting on the bedside of her mother, talking with her.

The mother's illness may be due to missing her brother. Before taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhang, the mother's spirit seems to have improved a lot.

It's just that she was still puzzled, because in the past, even in front of her mother, her elder brother rarely spoke.

But tonight he talked a lot.

Mostly words of relief, saying that mother should not worry about him, he is doing well now...

Is he really doing well?

I went to his shop in Erjinggou Alley today, and it was still as clean as before.

I'm afraid there is no rice for the next meal in the rice jar.

He didn't tell his mother about the misery of his life, but he kept comforting her.

From Li Qiaoxi's point of view, his brother is sensible.

Whether it was the elder brother beating the concubine and those evil slaves or the elder brother reprimanding the father, Li Qiaoxi remembered all these changes in his heart. He has not yet found a reason, but it is no longer important.

The important thing is that my brother is no longer as cowardly as before, he even has a responsibility.

He wanted to take his mother and himself to his shop, but his mother naturally refused. After all, in his mother's view, this was her home.

"Your father... Even if he has many faults, he is still your father!"

Ding Xiao'e leaned against the head of the bed, holding Li Chen'an's hand in her palm, the light from the lantern reflected on her face, because the wrinkles on her face formed a dark intersecting light and shadow.

She is only 35 years old.

But already has a 53-year-old face.

This is not due to aging caused by physical labor, her tired heart!

To be more precise, she was burdened by her predecessor.

Seeing this, Li Chen'an felt a little pain in his heart, because in his previous life, he had no chance to honor his mother after he became rich.

That is a great sorrow, it makes the child want to support but not to be loved.

"Mother... I can really live a good life. With you and my sister by my side, I can feel more at ease. After all, I was kicked out of the house by him, so it's not appropriate to come back to see you often."

Ding Xiaoe pondered for a moment, took a deep breath, and showed a forced smile on her face.

"Son, you have to remember that mother is your father's first wife, and mother can only be by his side for the rest of her life... Although he hasn't lived in the east courtyard for a long time, mother is the eldest daughter-in-law of the third bedroom of the Li family. No blame on him."

"Your father is just a bit impatient. Since your grandfather's generation, the third house of the Li family has been suppressed by the other two. Of course, your father hopes that you can become a talent and support the third house of the Li family."

"So... don't blame him, he's not bad at heart. Besides, you are his own flesh and blood after all, he just didn't think about it in the past and was too eager for quick success."

"Sooner or later, he will recognize you as a son again. You are the eldest son of the third house of the Li family. No matter what happens, you are half of this family. Mother can't leave, mother must help you guard...until you come back!"

The moonlight enters the window, and the window screen is slightly bright.

This is the time Li Chenan has spoken the most since he came to this world.

He served his mother to take the medicine, had dinner with her, and left 20 taels of silver before saying goodbye to his mother and sister and leaving the Li Mansion.

Standing in front of the gate of Li Mansion, he glanced back, then walked away.

Li Chendong just came back.

The two brothers looked at each other and passed by, indifferent to each other.

More speechless.

(End of this chapter)