The return of the first daughter

On the day of the poetry meeting, Han Jiangxue didn't go out too early, and after calculating the time was about the same, he took Ziyue and the two together on horseback.

Han Jing was not very interested in poetry fairs, and today he happened to be attending an important occasion with Han Fengde, so naturally he didn't plan to go to any more poetry fairs.

As for Han Yajing, it's not so good to be engaged now, and to walk around too much outside in those places like before.What's more, according to the rules, she can't meet Zhang Haocheng again during the period after the engagement and before the marriage.And Zhang Haocheng would definitely attend the poetry meeting, so Han Yajing had to avoid suspicion, even if she wanted to, she couldn't go.

Therefore, Han Jiangxue was the only one in the Han family who leisurely ran to join in the fun today.

In her previous life, Han Jiangxue hadn’t participated in any poetry fairs, and it wasn’t that she didn’t have the slightest interest. It’s just that her brother never went there at that time. When she went to that kind of place, she had no one of her kind at all, and it was hard to find someone to talk to. , Even watching the fun is boring.

When she is free in this life, she always reads more books carefully, and occasionally looks at poems and songs.Although it is impossible to make significant progress all at once, at least I still feel that these things are not so boring and uninteresting than before.

What's more, this time, it's not for joining in the fun, not for any other reasons, but because there is someone she wants to see over there.

The roads in the capital are already spacious, and there are not too many pedestrians on the street at this time, so the horse can walk easily, and it took a while to cross two streets.

When they reached West Street, Han Jiangxue reined in the horse rope and stopped.Because a very familiar figure on the side of the road is smiling at her now, and it seems that he is there specially to wait for her.

"Miss, it's Mr. Mo!" Ziyue reminded her in a low voice, her tone was a bit of a smirk, and she looked at Han Jiangxue pointedly.

When Han Jiangxue was traveling far away, he saw Mo Li at a glance. There was no need for Ziyue to remind him, but it was not easy to be too reserved in front of this girl, so he hummed to show that he knew. , and then drove the horse to the side without haste.

After turning over and dismounting.Mo Li took the initiative to go forward and hold Han Jiangxue's horse, and he didn't feel embarrassed about hiding it. He said honestly, "I guess you will ride there, so I waited for you here."

Han Jiangxue looked sideways at Shang Moli's gaze, blinked her beautiful big eyes twice, and said playfully, "I thought you would say you met by chance?"

Mo Li said that he was waiting for her here specially.This made her very happy, the feeling of being valued was really good, especially this person was Mo Li.

"I decided to wait for you here early in the morning, so I can go on the same road. I thought so in my heart, so that's it, is Miss Han willing to go with Mo?" Mo Li smiled.Obviously infected by Han Jiangxue's playfulness, but the words are still true.However, that kind of reality and coincidence is the most touching place.

"Okay, it's rare for someone to invite you so honestly, and I'll accept it!" Han Jiangxue smiled even more happily, and she agreed quickly, throwing away the proper restraint that she had thought about earlier in the morning.

Seeing this, Ziyue couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.There's no other way, the young lady's temper is just like this, she really can't be hypocritical.But it is better to be straightforward, as long as there is no right or wrong person!

With Han Jiangxue's order.The original group of two became a group of three, and they didn't delay much on the road, and soon got on their horses and went together to the Xironghou Mansion together.

Along the way, Mo Li briefly told Han Jiangxue about the general situation of this year's poetry fair. Among them, there were two things that interested Han Jiangxue the most.

One is that this year's Xirong Hou Mansion specially set up a place that is completely different from previous years' poetry fairs. That is, the most famous folk art masters in the capital were specially invited to compose the ten masterpieces of the poems on the spot. The song made it widely sung.This point is undoubtedly very innovative, and it is also in line with the world's desire for fame and fortune. The Xirong Hou Mansion still knows how to attract attention and grasp people's hearts.

Second, and more importantly, the judge who finally selected No. 1 from the ten laurels this year is not an ordinary master, but the most prestigious and even the most outstanding Confucian of the generation in Dongming Kingdom—— — Zhou Lao.

Speaking of this old man Zhou, he is not an ordinary talented man. He is well-educated, highly talented, full of economics, knowledgeable about the past and the present... Almost all the good words that Han Jiangxue can think of can be used by this old man.Even a three-year-old yellow-mouthed child in the Dongming Kingdom knew that there was such a number one master-level Confucian, so Han Jiangxue naturally knew about it.

Han Jiangxue has always been extremely curious about this Elder Zhou, because she has never been able to imagine how profound a person's knowledge can be.She also heard the most vivid and appropriate words to describe Mr. Zhou, that is: Listening to him is better than reading ten years of books!It can be seen how powerful this person is.

And of course not everyone is qualified to see such a great Confucian who is more precious than a national treasure. This time, the Xironghou Mansion can invite Mr. Zhou to make the final judgment this time, which is undoubtedly an extremely extraordinary thing.

Although Zhou Lao will not show up at will when he comes to the poetry meeting, let alone everyone can see it, maybe only the last No.1 will have the opportunity, but being able to participate in the poetry meeting where Zhou Lao is the last judge It's an honor in itself.

After listening to this, Han Jiangxue couldn't help but sigh with emotion. At this time, he really regrets that he has too little knowledge and can't get the first place. Otherwise, he really wants to meet the same old man from last week and have a few words with such a saint. It is a lifelong wish fulfilled.

"You also want to see Mr. Zhou?" Mo Li saw Han Jiangxue's extremely fascinated look, but he never thought that this girl would be so interested in a generation of great scholars.

"That's natural." Han Jiangxue and Mo Li rode side by side, walking at a moderate speed.

For the former who composes music and sings on the spot, she is just a real spectator mentality, but she has a sense of sacred admiration for Zhou Lao: "If I have the opportunity to meet this great saint in the future, I will definitely do it." Just ask him a question."

"What's the question?" Mo Li was obviously more interested in Han Jiangxue's question, and he didn't know what special question she had, so he must see Elder Zhou for advice.

Seeing that Mo Li was quite curious, Han Jiangxue said with a smile, "It's not something important, and even a little nonsense, but I just want to ask him face to face. As for the answer, it's not that important."

Hearing this, Mo Li didn't ask any more questions, adjusted his eyes and didn't look at Han Jiangxue anymore, just smiled softly as if talking to himself: "Maybe you can see him today."

Han Jiangxue naturally heard it, but she didn't think much about it. After all, she was just talking casually when she saw Mr. Zhou.What's more, as far as she is concerned, there is no real business that requires her to meet her, so it is a blessing to meet her in the future, and it will not affect her if she does not have that opportunity.

While chatting, they arrived at Xironghou's mansion very quickly. Although the poetry meeting had not officially started yet, they came relatively late.

The servants arranged by the Marquis of Xirong quickly led the horses down for them, and as soon as they entered the gate, a sweet-looking maid came forward to lead them to the back garden where the poetry meeting was held.

After walking a few steps, I saw Li Xingming walking towards him in a hurry.Look at that appearance, as if someone stepped on his tail, his expression is extremely ugly.

Seeing this, Han Jiangxue didn't know what the guy had committed, and Li Xingming had already seen them when he was muttering.Li Xingming waved at them, and then even quickened his pace and ran over.

After a while, Li Xingming came to them, stopped and asked Han Jiangxue in confusion, "Jiang Xue, why did you two come together?"

"The door just happened to meet, so we came in together. What's the matter? Is there a problem?" Han Jiangxue didn't know when Li Xingming became so meddling, so the tone of his words was deliberately manipulated this time.

"No! No problem, I'm just asking casually." Seeing that Han Jiangxue's tone was a little unkind, Li Xingming followed suit as fast as he could.

After all, it was extremely rare to politely nod to Mo Li once again, as if he had something to say to Han Jiangxue alone, and wanted to distract Mo Li who was standing aside and let him go first.

But although Mo Li also nodded in response, he didn't have the consciousness to leave first. This made Li Xingming a little anxious, and he opened his mouth to make a sound to drive people away.

But before he had time, Han Jiangxue quickly asked: "Li Xingming, what's the matter with you, just now you ran fast with a black face as if you were being chased by someone, are you planning to stop participating in the poetry meeting and go back directly? "

Hearing this, Li Xingming's complexion was even worse, and he was not in the mood to care whether Mo Li was still there, so he blurted out and complained to Han Jiangxue, "Don't mention it, such a poor poem will not participate! Let's go!" Go, don't go in, you will only get bad luck if you go in! Why don't we find a place to drink tea and watch a play, so as not to be affected by these self-righteous, non-fart things!"

As he said that, Li Xingming subconsciously wanted to pull Han Jiangxue away, but before he could touch Han Jiangxue, Mo Li stepped forward to stop them.

"What happened to make the Second Young Master so angry?" Mo Li patted Li Xingming's shoulder as he said, with a look of kindness asking to comfort him. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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