Mo Wen frowned, thought about it, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said: "The water is miao, the rivers and streams are flowing and the lakes and seas are flowing." ”

"Congratulations, Childe, this is your name post. The steward on the side laughed, "The son is brilliant, and the prince will be pleased with your arrival." ”

"Thank you. Mo asked, but he didn't say much, and took the name post and walked towards Mengli.

......

A day later, the golden bell flower will be.

The Golden Bell Flower Club is divided into two major events, one is the poetry meeting, and the other is the flower appreciation.

Lingnan Wangfu set up a platform in the front yard, and the main poetry meeting was held, tables and chairs were placed on both sides of the platform, and Miss Gongzi sat opposite her.

Because the folk customs have opened up a lot in recent years, women don't have to be too taboo. Otherwise, there will not be shops such as small shops that can be visited by both men and women.

The backyard is a place to enjoy the flowers, and the golden bellflowers in the garden are in bloom and are competing to bloom.

Because the prince has not yet arrived, everyone in the courtyard is excited, and there are many discussions, and it is very lively. But when he looked at the people who came in at the door, he fell silent.

A handsome maid at the door exclaimed, "Miss, are we late, there are so many people." ”

Behind the maidservant, the woman's lilac gauze skirt was wrapped around her waist with white jewel satin, outlining her slender waist and holding it. The woman's appearance is elegant and vulgar, she gently raised her eyes to look at the crowd, her eyes flowed, looking forward to the brilliance, and the three tear moles in the corners of her eyes added a little charm.

The woman looked at the maidservant in front of her with disgust, frowned lightly and said, "It's not you yet, no matter how you scream, you can't wake up." "If she hadn't said that breakfast had been delivered, this girl would probably still be asleep.

As soon as the woman stepped into the door with her front foot, a man behind her also walked in, and the woman in the courtyard couldn't help but let out a gasp.

The man is dressed in crescent white, gentle and elegant, and he is also a rare handsome son. The man wears a sword at his waist, is it a chivalrous man?

The two of them are standing together, they are really made in heaven and match, and they match each other tightly.

Handing the name to the steward, the three of them walked towards the front yard and sat down on either side.

At this moment, there was a dense sound of footsteps from behind the platform that had been built.

Mengli looked up, and a man led by him walked over with a group of small maidservants.

Yo, the pomp is not small.

The man's face is like a crown of jade, and his eyebrows are full of wanton publicity, which is the son of the world, Yang Rubei.

Everyone hurriedly stood up, and Yang Shizi looked at the people on both sides proudly, and his eyes swept over.

Mengli sighed secretly, Yang Shizi, persimmon, stupid and unclear.

Yang Shizi paused when he looked at the person at the men's table, and said with a smile: "Ah Qian is here." ”

The man named Ah Qian nodded respectfully and said, "Brother Yang invites, it's an honor." ”

"Sit down. Yang Shizi said and sat down.

"Xie Shizi. ”

Yang Shizi opened his mouth and said: "Because my father has official business to do, I will preside over this Golden Bell Flower Meeting." In the past, it was a poem and then a flower, but this year it will be a different pattern, and the flower will not be compared to poetry, but a couplet. The top three literary awards, the rewards are the same as before, so I won't say more. If you don't want to participate in the poetry meeting, you can also leave your seat and go to the backyard to enjoy the flowers......"

After speaking, on the women's seat, a few people left in twos and threes, but no one left on the men's seat.

Mengli looked left and right, and found that the woman in pink on the right hand side was the woman in pink who was drunk with incense the day before yesterday.

Mengli moved slightly to the right and said softly: "This young lady, hi~"

The woman in pink turned her head when she heard the voice, but looked at Mengli but frowned, "Are you...... I look at you quite familiarly......"

The woman in pink lowered her head and thought, and suddenly raised her head suddenly, "This sister, did you go to Drunken Xiangju the day before yesterday?"

Mengli smiled, "Yes, my name is Mengli, what about you?"

"My name is Zhao Wan'er, and when I saw my sister in the restaurant before, I thought my sister was extraordinary and impressed. Sister Mengli is from out of town?" Zhao Wan'er asked with an innocent and lovely face.

"Yes, I heard that there is going to be a golden bell flower meeting here, so I came to see it because I was passing by. Mengli paused, "Sister Wan'er, what are the rewards for the top three?"

Zhao Wan'er said with a smile: "My sister was not in the Acropolis before, no wonder I don't know." First place, literati and ink writers can enter the palace, and in the future, the imperial examination will be borne by the palace. The second and third place prizes are the same, because Zuixiangju is the property of the palace, and the talented and beautiful people who win the second and third places can enjoy free meals in Zuixiangju for one year, and those who accompany the meal are also free. ”

"That's a nice reward!"

Mengli was already thinking that it would be very good if she was allowed to eat a big restaurant for nothing.

Instead, I definitely think too much about my own literary talent.

Instead, the day before yesterday, Mo asked that it seemed to be a good pair, huh?

Again, yes! This long-term meal ticket will depend on him! Although he may not be able to stay in the Acropolis for a few days, he can eat for a few days!

Mengli, who had made up her mind, stretched her neck to look for Mo Wen, who was sitting opposite.

Mo Wen took a sip of tea, and as soon as he looked up, he saw a certain giraffe with his neck stretched, and he couldn't help frowning.

What is Miss Mengli doing? Looking for someone?

Seeing that Miss Mengli kept winking at him, then tilted her head, and quietly stretched out her finger to point at Yang Shizi.

Could it be that there is something wrong with this Yang Shizi?

Mo Wen looked at Yang Shizi who was still talking, not like there was something wrong. Perhaps, Miss Mengli noticed something wrong and asked me to keep an eye on it?

So, Mo Wen looked at Mengli seriously and nodded.

Mengli received Mo Wen's reply, smiled, and the meal ticket was settled.

Lingmu watched the strange interaction between the two, and her intuition told her that this Mo asked to rob her again!

On the platform, the housekeeper next to Yang Shizi finally announced: "The poetry meeting will start now, first divided into a group of ten people, and everyone will select the top three, and finally Shizi will select the top three from the winners." ”

"Ten people in each group were given the same questions, but the questions were different from group to group. The title gives the upper link, and in the time of half a burnt incense, the three people who give the most commensurate lower link win. ”

With that, the little guy stepped forward to hand out the questions.

Mengli unfolded the upper link distributed to the hand: the hook is old, the hook is the test, the old test is the child, and the child is old.

Mengli was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it again.

What the hell!

Hit the streets......

Soon, someone in Mengli's group came out: one person is big, two people are heaven, heaven is great favor, and human favor is greater than heaven.

Mengli silently gave a thumbs up: Admire and admire, amazing, can't compare.

Mo Wen also got his upper link at this time: if there are insects in the water, it will be turbid, if there are fish in the water, it will be fishing, and the rivers and lakes in the water will be miao.

Mo Wen thought for a while, and saw that the person next to him had already started to write, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

Mengli looked at Mo Wen and didn't put down his pen for a long time, big brother, didn't you also hit the street?

Seeing Mo Wen raise his head, Mengli immediately raised his fist and made a cheering gesture.