My Lady, Something is Wrong

Meng Yulan listened, "puchi" and smiled: "Really? Bailing, if it is true, then you have to be careful, your uncle is teasing you."

Bailing blinked her big clear eyes, looked innocently at the young man on the shore and asked, "Master, is it true? Are you molesting the slaves?"

Luo Qingzhou ignored her and didn't look at her.

Arguing with a woman is the most unwise.

This girl deliberately embarrassed him in front of the second lady and outsiders, and smeared his image. Is it revenge for his trick just now, or for her young lady?

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Yu Lan, Zixi, let's get on the boat."

"it is good."

Meng Yulan jumped onto the other boat first, then stretched out her hand below and said, "Weimo, come, I'll follow you."

When the three girls were all on board, Pearl and another maid followed.

Two old ladies were also going up. Meng Yulan waved her hand and said, "You don't have to. Just wait on the shore, or go to the pavilion for tea and snacks. This is the Qin mansion. What can happen?"

Song Zixi also waved to the shore.

Another agile maid got on the boat, untied the rope, went to the stern, picked up the bamboo pole, and put it into the water.

"Brother-in-law, get on the boat."

Qin Weimo shouted softly to the shore.

Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at the cold girl who was still standing in the shadow of the willow tree behind him, waiting for her to go up first.

Bailing smiled on the boat: "Chanchan, Uncle is waiting for you."

Xia Chan's pretty face was cold, and seeing everyone's eyes were looking at her, she took her sword and walked out of the shadow of the tree. When she walked to the lake, she paused and then jumped up.

Luo Qingzhou obviously saw that her face changed slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of panic in those cold eyes.

This girl is afraid of water?

Luo Qingzhou guessed secretly, and jumped up, deliberately using some force.

The boat shook violently as he jumped off.

The icy girl standing in front trembled, walked to the middle cabin, sat down, folded her arms over her chest, and held a sword in her arms, her pretty face still as cold as snow, but slightly pale.

Luo Qingzhou laughed secretly in his heart.

"Let's go!"

Bailing pretty stood at the stern, punting on the boat.

Chapter 34 The Brother-In-Law Is Really Awesome

The bright moon hangs high, and the stars fill the sky.

Two boats are walking side by side in the lake.

The lake is rippling with blue waves, and the stars and moon fall into it, such as the bright Milky Way, the stars are dotted, and the beauty is unbelievable.

In the beautiful lake view at night, several young girls smiled and chatted about Mocheng's gossip.

On the other side of the boat, it was so quiet.

Bailing, dressed in pink, stood at the stern of the boat, holding a bamboo pole, her blue silk dancing, and her robe fluttering, like a fairy in a lake.

Luo Qingzhou stood on the bow, looking at the attic in the heart of the lake not far away, silent.

Xia Chan sat in the middle of the boat, holding the sword in her arms, as cold as ice and snow.

Pearl glanced here and saw someone standing motionless on the bow of the boat, she couldn't help but sneer: "Master, aren't you seasick? Why are you still standing there? Aren't you afraid of falling into the lake?"

Luo Qingzhou looked back, glanced at her, then glanced at the girl holding the sword sitting in the middle of the boat, and replied, "Who said that you can't stand when you get seasick? I don't get dizzy when I stand, but I get dizzy when I sit."

Several girls were amused.

Pearl said angrily, "Miss, the uncle did it on purpose, he obviously doesn't get seasick."

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "My uncle may be seasick usually, but there is a distinguished guest today, so he won't be dizzy."

"Humph."

Pearl pursed her lips and snorted, but said nothing.

Since her own lady defends that guy, what else can she say.

Song Zixi, who was sitting next to Qin Weimo, suddenly said: "Weimo, I saw a sentence on a painting the other day, and I thought it was very interesting, but I don't know where it came from, and I don't know the meaning. You read a lot. , can you help me with the answer?"

When she said this, she glanced at the boy on the other boat.

It was obvious that she wanted to test a certain scholar to see if the other person was as talented as her friend said, and not just pretending to be.

Qin Weimo naturally knew what it meant, smiled and said, "Zixi, then let's hear it."

"Cough cough..."

Song Zixi cleared his throat, and after attracting the eyes of everyone on the boat, Fang pretended and said, "The way of the university is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to end in the best and righteousness..."

As she read, she shook her head like a teacher.

After Qin Weimo listened to her reading, he smiled slightly, looked at the young man on the other boat and said, "Brother-in-law, have you heard this sentence?"

In fact, as long as the scholars who are preparing to take the exam, they all know this sentence.

After all, this sentence is one of the four books that must be read from the imperial examinations.

However, for a woman who does not need to take the exam, it is not easy to know this sentence.

In this era, nine out of ten people have never read a book or even literate.

So for women, knowing some words, reading some books, and even knowing a few poems is something to boast and be proud of.

Luo Qingzhou felt a little bored.

But since it was the second lady who threw the question over, he naturally would not lose face, and replied: "These words are from "Book of Rites, Daxue". According to legend, it was written by Zeng Zi, but it should have been written by some Confucians in the later period. It means, The purpose of the university is to carry forward the moral character of being upright and upright, to make people abandon the old and pursue the new, and to make people reach the most perfect realm... To put it simply, it is to demonstrate the bright virtue that everyone has, and then to promote himself and others. , so that everyone can be decontaminated and refreshed, and strive for perfection, to be the most perfect and to remain the same..."

Two boats in the lake.

All the girls looked at him quietly and listened to him answering eloquently.

Under the moonlight, the figure standing on the bow was tall and straight, with a handsome face, clear and firm eyes, and a sonorous and bright voice, neither humble nor arrogant, without the weakness and hypocrisy of other scholars, nor the inferiority and cowardice of other sons-in-law. With her demeanor and temperament, the hearts of the girls who watched them swayed, like a boat descending into a lake, and the stars were shining.

The girl with the sword closest to him also looked at him blankly.

When he finished, there was a moment of silence on the two boats.

Immediately, Qin Weimo broke the silence and said with a smile, "Zixi, how is this answer? Is it what you think?"

Song Zixi curled his lips and said, "It's so-so, it's just what's in the book, and readers should know it."

Qin Weimo smiled and looked at the young man on the other boat, and praised softly, "Brother-in-law is amazing."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and said nothing.

Bailing, who was punting at the bow, also smiled sweetly, imitating her tone: "Young master is very powerful."

Luo Qingzhou looked away and ignored her.

The two boats rowed slowly on the lake, and soon came to the lotus bushes.

Although it is winter, the water in this lake is warm, and the lotus bushes are in full bloom all year round, white, pink and red.

Every time Qin Weimo came over, he liked to play in the lotus bushes, picking some lotus pods, breaking some petals, and playing in the water beside the boat for a while.

At this time, Meng Yulan suddenly asked again, "Young Master Luo, I have a question, can you answer it for me?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her, thinking about her brother's love for men, and said, "Miss Meng, please tell me."

Meng Yu Lan's brows were full of heroic spirit, and he said loudly: "A gentleman is peaceful but not rude; strong is prudence. Neutral but not leaning; strong is prudence. The way of the country is not changed; the strong is prudence. Change; strong and correct. I don’t know what to say about this sentence?”

Luo Qingzhou looked concentrating, and replied: "This sentence comes from Chapter 10 of "The Doctrine of the Mean", which means that people with high moral character are gentle and do not follow the trend, this is the real strength. Staying neutral and impartial, this is the real strength When the country's politics is peaceful, it does not change its ambitions. This is true strength. When the country's politics is dark, it is true to insist on integrity and would rather die unchanged. This is true strength."

Meng Yulan's eyes showed a hint of surprise, nodded and said: "Luo Gongzi really is very familiar with reading, the meaning of the words in these four books and five classics are all familiar to the chest, and he can remember them clearly, even the chapters, admiration, admiration. ."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and heard what she said in her heart: [Wei Mo didn't lie, this guy does have some talents, and there are things in the book that can't be difficult for him, I don't know how good his poetry is? 】

Meng Yulan thought to herself, and gave Song Zixi a wink next to her.

Song Zixi nodded slightly, and suddenly said again: "Master Luo, listen to Wei Mo, you know poetry very well. I got the first two sentences of a seven-character quatrain some time ago, but I am not satisfied with the last two sentences. Can your son pick it up for me?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at Second Miss Qin and said to herself: I have only met Second Miss, how could she know that I understand poetry?Are you trying to lift me up on purpose?Or to show off that she has a talented brother-in-law?

It is rare for my sister-in-law to brag about her brother-in-law in front of her friends.

Since Second Young Lady maintains his image so much, he naturally won't lose face to her, and said, "Miss Song, please tell me, I will try, but it may not satisfy Miss Song."

Meng Yulan said with a smile: "There is no poetry in the world that is perfect and all satisfactory, most of them are reworked and reworked to make it a finished product. Those who have been acquired by skillful hands are all rare treasures, such as rare, very few, Luo Gongzi. But it’s okay to do it.”

Song Zixi recited it silently in his heart, and Fang read it out: "There is no youth in the new year, and I was shocked to see grass sprouts in early February... These two sentences, I continued a few songs, but I was not satisfied with them. Luo Gongzi, Wei Mo, Yu Lan, you can all try."

The two girls next to them frowned slightly, thinking in their hearts.

Luo Qingzhou recited the first two sentences a few times in his heart, thinking secretly in his heart, his eyes wandered around the lake at will, and suddenly he saw a pear tree by the lake not far away.

The evening breeze blew, and the blossoming flowers on the pear tree fluttered, fluttering lightly like snowflakes, passing through the scarlet railings and falling into the pavilion next to them.

His heart moved, and there were the last two sentences.

At this time, Bailing, who was standing at the bow of the boat, suddenly smiled and said: "Master, if you can't be right, then you will lose one chance next month."

"what chance?"

Qin Weimo asked curiously.

The others also looked at her curiously.

Bailing's eyes flickered slightly, and she said with a smile: "Second Miss, let's ask Uncle."

Luo Qingzhou didn't answer, looked at the girl Song and said, "I thought of two sentences, but I don't know if they fit the scene with the first two sentences. Miss Song can help me comment."

Several girls heard the words and immediately looked at him.

The girl holding the sword next to her also looked at him coldly.

Luo Qingzhou pondered in his heart again, and then read it out: "There is no youth in the new year, and I was shocked to see grass buds in early February. Bai Xue thought that the spring was late, so she wore the trees in the garden to make flying flowers."

As soon as she finished reading, Meng Yulan's eyes lit up, and she immediately clapped her hands and praised: "Good poem! As soon as the last two sentences came out, the atmosphere and art of the whole poem instantly improved a lot! Mr. Luo, it's amazing, really amazing. !"

Then he said again: "This poem title..."

Luo Qingzhou said, "The title of the poem is called Chunxue, how about that?"