After being divorced, my identity as a poet was exposed

Chapter 8 Who is he?
Chapter 8 Who is he?
When the last ray of the setting sun receded from Huaping Lake, the shore of Huaping Lake was still full of people.

They are all those scholars and literati who were eliminated in the first round of couplets.

Standing in the cool night wind, they were all looking forward to the news from the painting boat.

At this moment, the fans in their hands were also put away, and even those little eyes didn't glance at a certain cute girl again.

After all, it has been lost.

Literati value face, what they need now is to cover up their embarrassment, not to expose their failure again.

But you still have to talk, so it seems more calm.

"Who do you think can become the leader of this literary meeting?"

"What suspense can there be? When one of the three great talents in our Guangling City... all three of them went up to the third floor of the painting boat."

"Not necessarily. Could it be that you don't know that two of the four from Kyoto have come?"

"...Brother, are you talking about two of the four great talents in Kyoto? Which two are they?"

Hua Manting, Hua Boss Confucianism, and Guangling Cheng Xue Zheng Pingju are trying their best to squeeze towards the painting boat in the crowd, and what they hear are the voices of these students discussing.

"One is Su Muxin, the head of the four great talents in Kyoto, and the second is Qi Zhixue, a young genius from the Qi family in Kyoto."

"Young Master Qi from the Qi family is also here? From this point of view, this good thing will eventually fall on the Qi family."

"But isn't Qi Zhixue slightly inferior to Su Muxin in terms of poetry?"

"What do you know, Qi Guogong's mansion and Zhongli's mansion are rightly matched! As for Su Muxin...he is indeed very knowledgeable, but he came from a poor family after all."

"Although the Zhongli Mansion is not one of the five great kingdoms' mansions, the background of the Zhongli Mansion and the emperor's grace it received are not inferior to the five great kingdoms' mansions. This kind of high-ranking and powerful mansion is about a strong marriage, of course. The fact that your respective families can rise to the next level, is it possible that you are still lucky enough to think that the son-in-law selected by Wenhui will really come from among you poor family officials?"

The young and old god opened the fan with a swipe, revealing the appearance of an expert, "This is all for you people to see, what kind of woman is the third lady of Zhongli Mansion? The marriage must be that of Duke Qi's mansion." Young Master Qi!"

Everyone showed a look of sudden realization.

One by one immediately let go of the knot of failure, and whispered to each other not that there was any flaw in their couplet, but that this matter turned out to be an internal decision.

No wonder I lost.

Those people on the boat are also running with them.

They are all playing a play together.

But still no one left, as if they were looking forward to the final result to prove that they were not defeated because of their poor level.

……

……

The painting boat is on three floors.

Li Chendong picked up the pen and put it on the paper, and a moment later he wrote a poem.

He read the poem carefully again, feeling very happy in his heart, thinking that this is the best poem he has written in his life.

If he can win today's Wenkui with this poem and become the son-in-law of Zhongli's mansion, he will be able to soar into the sky and become the upstart of the younger generation in the future.

If the third lady of Zhongli Mansion married into the Li family in Guangling, then the lintel of the Li family would be comparable to that of the two houses in Yujing City, and even taller.

Father must be delighted, and if he went to Yujing City in the future, he would dare to hold his head high and knock on the austere door of Uncle Erbo's house.

Mother...will become the main house of the Li family, and the current house...she should also move out of the east courtyard.

Li Chendong looked up, but he didn't see the shadow of Miss Zhongli. He felt a little regretful. After thinking for a while, he was the first one to go to the front desk with this piece of paper.

After handing the poem to the three old scholars, he returned to his seat and looked at the people standing by the painted screen lake outside the window with a sneer.

Bunch of scumbags!
Toad also wants to eat swan meat?
I just don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!

Su Muxin, who was sitting in front of the front window, had already finished writing his lyrics, looked up at Qi Zhixue who was beside him, the two looked at each other and smiled, as if thousands of sparks flickered where their eyes met.

They got up and sent their poems to the front desk.

After a while, the rest of the students lost their restraint and started writing one after another, and then sent them to the three judges.

At this moment, Ning Chuchu in the back cabin withdrew her gaze, picked up the teacup and looked at Shen Qiaodie again, took a sip of tea, and she asked again:
"Miss Shen, although I have already said that, I will definitely be able to help you do it, but this matter is not a trivial matter after all, you...do you want to think about it again?"

Where would Shen Qiaodie think about Li Chen'an!
Ever since she was sensible, ever since she heard about Li Chenan's misery, this marriage has become her nightmare.

Although she was born in a family of merchants, her knowledge is excellent!

In this Guangling City, although her name is not as resounding as Zhongli Ruoshui, she is also a well-known talented woman in Guangling City.

What's more, she is also a good hand in business, especially good at calculating accounts.

If she didn't have that marriage contract, she felt that she had already found someone she liked... For example, Huo Shufan, one of the three great talents in Guangling.

But because of her father's ignorance, she and Huo Shufan could only fall in love with each other by heart, but they couldn't make each other physically.

How many flowers bloomed before and after the moon, but only a sigh can be left in the end.

Her father's decision to withdraw the engagement filled her with anticipation, but unexpectedly, Li Wenhan didn't care about face. Even if the whole city knew about it, he would not return the marriage certificate.

Now that this noble person is in charge of her, that is of course what she can only wish for!

"The little girl has already figured it out... I feel sad and feel that this is the little girl's fate. The Li family will not return the marriage certificate... The little girl can only accept her fate."

"I only think about being together with Li Chen'an in the future. They are called husband and wife but they are strangers. The so-called raising eyebrows and growing old together naturally has nothing to do with me. It's like entering the Buddhist gate... It's all about cultivating a pure body in the sea of ​​suffering."

"If the young master can help the little girl escape from the sea of ​​suffering... the little girl will be grateful to the young master for the rest of her life!"

When Shen Qiaodie said these words, two lines of tears flowed down her face, she looked more and more pitiful, and Zhongli Ruoshui at the side felt the Li family was even more hateful.

Zhongli Ruoshui, who is good at fighting against injustices, spoke, his words were full of anger:

"Why should the daughter's family be bound by the marriage contract of the father's generation?"

"Why do you have to marry a chicken and follow a chicken? Marry a dog and follow a dog? If that man is really like a chicken...wouldn't his whole life be ruined like this?"

"Don't worry, Si...Young Master will definitely decide for you!"

Ning Chuchu thought the same, although she has nothing to do with Shen Qiaodie, but this woman is also one of Zhongli Ruoshui's close friends after all.Besides, she can't decide her own marriage, she certainly hopes that Shen Qiaodie's marriage will not be so tragic.

So she said solemnly: "Okay, since the girl has made such a decision, I should have the beauty of perfection, but we have to make things clear first, once this engagement is cancelled, you can't regret it!"

How could Shen Qiaodie regret it? It's too late for her to be happy.

She quickly got up and said a blessing to Ning Chuchu: "Little girl... I would rather die than regret it!"

At this moment, a servant girl brought in six excellent poems judged by three old scholars.

"Miss, the three elders said that the leader of this literary meeting should be born in these six poems, and they are all between Uncle Zhong. The final decision depends on Miss's intention."

Zhongli Ruoshui took these six poems over and read them one by one, not to mention that these six poems are really good, but... "Compared to that person's poem, these poems are either too ingenious, or Taste but no rhyme, or... form but no spirit... Hey, why are these two guys, Qi Zhixue and Su Muxin, here to join in the fun?"

"The four great talents in Kyoto... Compared with that man's poem, it still lacks three points of charm, Li Chendong...?"

Zhongli Ruoshui looked at Shen Qiaodie, with a suspicious expression on his face, and asked, "That person's name is Li Chen'an?"

Shen Qiaodie was also taken aback for a moment, and replied: "Yes, I think Li Chendong is his younger brother... half-brother, who studied at Zhuxia Academy, and is now a scholar. I heard that this year's provincial examination is very likely to pass. Guangling City is also somewhat famous."

"Hey..." Zhongli Ruoshui handed these poems to Shen Qiaodie, "They all have the same father, why is there such a big gap?"

"Isn't it? If Li Chen'an has half the ability of his younger brother, I, I can accept it... San Miss, these poems are really good... What you said just now compared to that person's poems, what do you mean by that?" Is the word still a little short?"

Shen Qiaodie took a quick look and knew that these six poems were really rare.

Especially those two poems by Su Muxin and Qi Zhixue are even rare masterpieces, but Miss Zhongli dismissed these poems all at once, so wouldn't the poems written by the person in her mouth be the pinnacle?

Zhongli Ruoshui shrugged his shoulders, "You will understand after reading this song again."

She handed the poem written by Li Chenan to Shen Qiaodie.

The words are a bit ugly, but when Shen Qiaodie read this word, she was shocked immediately:
"good words!"

"No wonder the third lady said so!"

"Who made this word?"

Zhongli Ruoshui shook his head: "I still don't know who the author of this poem is."

At this time, another servant girl came in, "Miss, two people came outside, saying that it is our Guangling City Xuezhengzhang Pingju Mr. Zhang."

, Another old man said it was full of flowers. "

When Zhongli Ruoshui heard this, he immediately stood up, "Hurry up...no, I'll go to greet you in person!"

After a while, she welcomed the two into the cabin and invited them to sit down. Shen Qiaodie quickly put down the paper in her hand and poured a cup of tea for the two.

Hua Manting's eyes fell on Ning Chuchu's face.

Ning Chuchu blinked her eyes, and laughed loudly: "It turns out that Master Hua is here, and I offer a cup to Master Hua!"

Which song is this sung?
Hua Manting did not reveal Ning Chuchu's identity: "The little old man heard about today's Huaping Lake Cultural Society, so he came to join in the fun..."

He took a sip of tea, turned his head to look at Zhongli Ruoshui, "Your grandfather entrusted me with one thing, the article that I asked the old man to work on for you will check it out, these..."

He pointed to the paper on the table, "Are these poems waiting to be selected?"

"Well, Grandpa Hua, please slow down. Since you always judge in person, you need to name it!"

"You girl, do you think that Su Muxin is the old man's disciple and the old man will favor him?"

The eccentric Zhongli Ruoshui raised his eyebrows: "The capital knows that you always love Su Muxin the most. Who knows if you have thought about it? In short, the name is for the sake of fairness."

"Okay, okay, the old man also wants to see how talented these students are, so let's order someone to cover up their names."

Zhongli Ruoshui had just handed the seven poems to a maid when Kai Yang stepped in.

"Hall, son!"

"Check it out?"

"Um,"

"Who is he?"

(End of this chapter)