Huaiying Mountain, Qiushuang County, Yizhou, is located in the north of Chuyang Mountain Range, south of Tengzhou, and only more than 100 miles away from Qiushuang County.

Today's eighteenth lunar month, heavy snow covers the mountain, on the occasion of this midwinter, Huaiying Mountain is halfway up the mountainside covered with red and green, lively, running up and down the mountain to tell each other - Chu Jiazhai owner Chu Xun's daughter recruits relatives at noon today, but all men over 16 years old and under 20 years old in the village, as long as their limbs are sound and healthy, they have the opportunity to participate.

In this way, halfway up the Huaiying Mountain, it is already overcrowded, old and young, one after another, even if the conditions are not met, it is good to watch the excitement.

There is a high platform on the village halfway up the mountainside, it has been built a long time ago, specially built for the pearl of Chu Zhai today's Chu Zhai lord Chu Fengniang to choose a son-in-law, there are two red lings hanging on the stakes on both sides, the wind is waving, the lock team in the middle has been blowing with cheeks for a whole morning, the whole Huaiying Mountain, a joyful atmosphere.

The crowd below the high platform, all the best young descendants of Chujiazhai gathered here, and they were already gearing up, waiting for the beautiful woman to come.

At this moment, it is almost noon, and in a relatively intact wooden house opposite the high platform, there is a young girl, she is dressed in a black suit, which sets off her whole figure exquisitely, at this moment she is holding a cowhide soft whip and slapping against a beam in the hall. I don't want to... My daughter is only sixteen years old, and my father forced me to get married, and my father dislikes my daughter and wants to drive her away..."

"Ouch, my good daughter, alas, your father and I were sixteen years old, you could make soy sauce, look at these people from outside, that one is not one of the best junsheng in our Chu family village..."

Next to the woman, a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist said carefully, I was afraid that this little ancestor would not go out again, to be honest, this promised to recruit relatives is already the third time, if Chu Fengniang doesn't go out today, he Chu Xun's old face will really have no face to see people in the future.

"Hmph..."Chu Fengniang was dissatisfied, "My daughter doesn't do it, the men in the mountains are all rubbish who don't know a lot of big characters, vulgar, they know how to fight and kill all day long, and the husband that my daughter wants is Wen Neng Denghou and the prime minister, and Wu Neng leads the army..."

Chu Xun sweated when he heard this: "Where did you hear these words, do you really dare to say, Denghou Baixiang, my good daughter, do you know what Denghou Baixiang is?" You don't know a single word yourself, and you have to find a scholar who can read and hyphenate, you really dare to think, Feng Niang, don't make trouble... Obediently go out with your dad and throw a hydrangea, how easy it is, isn't it? ”

"Smack..."The whip in Chu Fengniang's hand volleyed another whip in the air, the sound was fierce, and she still refused to give in, "No, if you can't find such a person, your daughter will be killed and not married, hum..."

Chu Xun has been talking all morning, until now, his mouth is blistering and he can't resist his baby daughter, at this moment his eyes rolled, and a sly smile appeared on a face full of beard: "Daughter, do you think this will work, Dad will also take a step, let's not throw hydrangeas, what method, you can do it yourself, will this work?" ”

"Hehe-hee..."Chu Fengniang was immediately overjoyed, "Then let's have a Biwen to recruit relatives, Dad... You're so nice..."

After speaking, Chu Fengniang immediately put away the leather whip in her hand and went into the house happily to dress up.

Seeing Chu Fengniang leaving, Chu Xun suddenly laughed: "It's a little like that... Fight with your father, you are still tender, our Chujiazhai is so big, which child can recognize a few words Lao Tzu has a lot of numbers in his heart, you just chose the flowers, in the end you are not a big boss..."

After speaking, he sighed helplessly: "Daughter! It's all blamed on the father, just our daughter's flower-like conditions, if it is placed in Autumn Frost City, Dad will have to choose a champion for you, but on our mountain, there is only this group of big and rough people..."

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In this way, starting at noon, the matter of recruiting relatives for the daughter of the owner of the village for three months was finally held as scheduled today.

Chu Fengniang's dressed up flowers and branches, to such a station on this high platform, the absolute youth and wonderful people, like a white lotus blooming, bright eyeballs, the group of light commanders under the high platform, all of them drooling.

But as soon as Chu Fengniang finished speaking, the young handsome students who were all scrambling for the first place were all dumbfounded and lost.

"What, Bivin? I don't know a single big word, so it seems that I don't have a chance..."

"What the hell is the master of Chu Zhai, what the hell is it that he said to throw hydrangeas, how did it become Biwen, woo... Mother... If the child doesn't do it, the child wants Feng Niang to be a daughter-in-law, and the child wants Feng Niang to be a daughter-in-law..."

……

The illiterate screamed, but there was a short, lean man in the crowd who was full of disappointment before, and when he heard that it was Biwen, he was immediately overjoyed, and pulled the arm of a woman next to him is shaking: "Haha... Biwen, it's Biwen, mother, the child has a chance, the child has a chance..."

The woman who was shaking his arm was splashed with a basin of cold water on her head: "San'er! Are you sick, go, go back and your mother will boil you a bowl of ginger soup to drink, let's not be embarrassed here? ”

The lean man was not happy: "Mother, what about Biwen, you said, in our village, who else can win the child, you can see it, today the child will definitely marry Feng Niang home..."

The woman shook her head again, still not optimistic about her own child: "Don't you know what your skills are, don't you just work as a man in the pharmacy in the city for a few days, San'er, let's be self-aware, okay?" ”

As soon as Chu Fengniang announced that Biwen was recruiting relatives, most of them shook their heads and sighed, but it was also a situation where a few families were happy and a few were sad, no matter what, Nuoda's Chu Jiazhai could still catch one or two characters who could recognize a few words.

Everyone was discussing, and they heard that there was already a person near the high platform who stepped forward to apply, according to Chu Fengniang's meaning, no matter what the subject matter, the person who came up should first compose a poem as an introductory topic.

The first man who stepped forward blushed, thought for a long time, shook his head stiffly, scratched his ears and cheeks for a while, and only after a while did he hold back a sentence: "I Da Niu made a poem about herding cattle: The cow should be herded at dawn, and the sun is like a ball." There are white flowers all over the place, and you still put a ball. ”

This big bull finally held back four sentences, others didn't laugh, but he laughed first: "Haha... Feng Niang, zha? Is my big cow's poem still successful? ”

Chu Fengniang also didn't know a lot of characters, so I saw him holding his chin and thinking about it for a long time, and then said seriously: "Hmm... It's not bad, it's this smell, you pass the test first, the next one..."

As soon as he heard about it, this big bull immediately laughed wildly, jumping and jumping: "Haha... I Zhang Daniu also made a good poem..."

As soon as everyone saw that this big cow didn't know a word, they could pass it, and suddenly many people who had lost their confidence also rushed up like crazy: "Feng Niang, I'll make a diving poem: two wooden barrels at home, and the feet are swollen." Reading is useful, but it's still the same poor. ”

“… Kindness... Pass. ”

"Feng Niang... I made a poem about catching insects: In the dark hole at night, the insects are like worms. I don't know how many, catch the east and catch the west. ”

"Well... Pass. ”

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In this way, Biwen Zhaoqin on the mountainside has been compared from noon in the afternoon to the future, looking at this posture, there are endless signs today, it is simply a chess opponent, it is difficult to distinguish the superior.

Chu Fengniang, the referee, was also too tired, and was thinking about whether to continue tomorrow when he saw someone outside the crowd shouting: "The owner of the village, the owner of the village, I found these three sneaky people on the mountain just now..."

As soon as the man shouted, the people followed the sound, and saw seven or eight men coming over at the bend of the mountain, carrying three people of different heights.

Looking at the appearance, the shortest one is dressed in a white satin gown, with a ruddy and fair complexion, even compared to Chu Fengniang on the high platform, she is not very handsome, and her standard scholarly hair bun makes him look very literate.

However, this short man followed two men, an old man and a young man, although the young one is also a sword eyebrow starry-eyed, with a good literary quality and good looks, but looking at his dress, it is obviously a subordinate costume, although most of the people in the mountains have never seen the world, but this kind of obviously different attire between the master and the subordinate can still be distinguished at a glance.

Chu Fengniang automatically blocked Li Hezheng, and a pair of eyes stared straight at Zhao Ruoxin, the more she looked, the more satisfied she became, and said in her heart, oh my God, my Chu Fengniang is more than Wen Zhao today, and God sent me a rare good match for Chu Fengniang, it is really providential.

Before Zhao Ruoxin and the three of them approached, they saw Chu Fengniang's body on the high platform lightly, and three gorgeous somersaults and flashes in the air in a row, and she came to Zhao Ruoxin in the blink of an eye, she said coquettishly: "Son, do you know how to compose poetry?" ”

As soon as Zhao Ruoxin and the three of them fell off the hot air balloon, they were caught here by this group of people, and they hadn't figured out the situation yet, but looking at the kindness of the woman in front of her, she thought to herself that it shouldn't be a bad thing. Introduce me~~ Yes, this son is a natural poet~~~"

(Hey~ don't want to collect it.,Recommendation votes have plummeted.,It seems that everyone is very dissatisfied with the finale of the last volume~~~)