Chapter 9 College Classrooms

Mr. Mu used to be the daughter of an official family, and her maiden name was Mu Hibiscus, and she was quite talented. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's just that later, when the family fell into the middle of the road, her fiancΓ© repented of her marriage, she tasted the hardships of the world, and vowed not to marry again in frustration.

An old master in the academy who had a similar situation to her sympathized with her and recommended her to study at the academy, and she was successful in her studies, so she took over her class after the old master left the academy, taught ancient poetry, and raised her younger brother with a fairly good salary.

He has a rigorous temperament, and he is not used to seeing casual people, and he acts on his own, and he has been in the academy for about ten years.

She is twenty-three years old this year.

Hibiscus stood still in the middle of the class and said lightly: "Although it is early spring now, this weather is not much better than late autumn. I have already given you the method of writing poetry last time, so now you should think about autumn and compose a poem. ”

A few young ladies who just wanted to come to the academy to plating gold for their families frowned dissatisfiedly and muttered in a low voice: "What, it's a mess." I'm only so high, it's not that I haven't married, whatever. ”

"That's it. Someone next to him whispered.

Their voices were not loud, but they were abrupt in the quiet room.

Many people heard their words, and Hibiscus obviously heard them clearly, but she was unmoved, and she didn't even have the slightest sad expression.

Lin Langyue looked at this woman calmly.

Although the current Chu folk style is relatively open, the constraints on women are not as good as those of the previous dynasty, widows are allowed to remarry, and women are also allowed to marry at an older age, but it is also extremely mean to say that a woman is so mean.

Hibiscus didn't react to this, and she didn't know whether to say that she was strong inside or that she was numb.

Lin Langyue felt that it should be the former.

But no matter what, she still has to write her poems first, what does the matter of hibiscus have to do with her?

Green Yi had already polished the ink before leaving, and the maid was not allowed to be kept in class.

Lin Langyue pondered in her heart for a while, and with a wave.

"Lang Yue, what did you write, show me. After a while, Xia Ran also wrote.

Before Lin Langyue could reply, Mu Hibiscus walked over with a flat voice: "It's written?"

Although it was a question, Hibiscus used an affirmative tone, "I'll take a look." ”

I saw that it was written: "Where is the autumn wind coming? Xiao Xiao sent a flock of geese." Towards the courtyard tree, the lonely guest is the first to hear. ”

Hibiscus was slightly stunned, this is not like a girl of this age can write it, even the master was at this age... But she was only slightly stunned, and quickly recovered, and she didn't say anything, no matter how smart and arrogant she was, she was just a boudoir woman.

It's not worth reporting to the master, and it's not even worth her attention.

"Have you written yours too?" Mu Hibiscus looked at Xia Ran, still in an affirmative tone.

"I'll see. I saw that it read: "The silver candle autumn light is cold on the screen, and the small fan is fluttering with fireflies." The night is as cool as water, and you can sit and watch the morning glory Vega. ”

This is a talented girl in the boudoir, Mu Hibiscus thought secretly.

At this time, Baili Yu was also written, and Mu Hibiscus also walked over to look at it as usual.

"The cold frost and autumn are full of tears, and Chanjuan is slightly drunk in the bath. Let me ask where Concubine Ming is now? β€œ

After Mu Hibiscus finished reading it, he didn't look at Baili Yu, who was a little apprehensive.

In her opinion, although this poem is not bad, but with the first two Zhuyu in front, this one is too sentimental, and the carving is not fine enough, and the artistic conception is not very good.

"Alright, the time is up. I will collect your good work and score it, and if you perform well, you will definitely gain something in the future. Hibiscus said lightly.

As for what the harvest is, she didn't say, and there is no need to talk about it in detail with some young ladies who are full of marrying people, they just want to be able to marry a little better, and some slightly wealthy families don't need to be a housewife with a high level of talent, what should be understood, will naturally understand, don't want her to mention it again and again.