As the host of this poetry meeting today, Lord Miao got up early in the morning to freshen up. When she appeared in front of everyone in a plain snow silk cloud-shaped thousand-water skirt surrounded by many maids, all the sounds around her were inhaling due to envy.

Even if all the ladies present were enjoying the brocade clothes and jade food, they couldn't help but marvel in their hearts, the world said that the Yuanwei Hou Mansion was rich and rivaled the country, usually they didn't think it, but when they saw it today, they couldn't help but believe it.

Chen Xueqing, the third daughter of the Taichang Siqing family, relied on this period of time to make friends with the Miao County Lord, and appeared at the poetry meeting early, at this time she was standing next to the Miao County Lord, the two exchanged heads and ears, muttering quietly, I don't know what they were talking about.

"County Lord, you say, will Lin Er come today?"

Chen Xueqing lowered her head, looked at Lord Miao and asked in a low voice.

Half a month ago, the eldest princess flower party, she suffered a lot of humiliation, today's poetry meeting, if Lin Jue dares to appear, she dares to let her take off a layer of skin and leave!

"You can rest assured......", Lord Miao greeted the young ladies passing by with a smile, and replied in a low voice, "I have sent the post to the Lin Mansion, and people have also come to reply, the post of the Yuanwei Hou Mansion, this is a great blessing, how can it not come?" Besides, does Lin Er seem to be someone who will miss this poetry meeting? ”

The two were chatting, and a maid in a pink shirt ran over with his head down, muttering a few words in the ear of Lord Miao, and when the maid left, Lord Miao's face instantly sank.

"What's wrong?" , Keeping in the changes in Lord Miao's face, Chen Xueqing asked in a low voice. Today, there is such a stirring of teachers, but don't go wrong.

"Lin Er is sick and can't come today."

"What?"

I'm really afraid of something! Chen Xueqing instantly felt that today's poem would become boring, although the six princes would also come, but without Lin Jue's ugliness, how could she be smart and dignified in front of the six princes? Moreover, Lord Miao had already promised her that as long as she behaved properly on weekdays, the six princesses would definitely be hers.

"Don't worry", when Lord Miao raised his head again, his face had already changed to the standard smile from before, "Although Lin Er didn't come, there are other people in the Lin Mansion who came, you see, the hairpin on that person's head, does it feel a little familiar?" ”

After that, Lord Miao's eyes fell on Lin Lang, who was standing not far away chatting with a few official ladies, and Lin Ke, who was in high spirits on the side, and the smile in his eyes became intense.

Although Lin Er is sick, there are other people in the Lin family, and it seems that the character of these two people is not much better than Lin Er, anyway, they all have the name of the Lin family, even if it is not for Lin Er himself, as long as the reputation of the Lin family is damaged, she Lin Er will not be able to escape.

At this time, Chen Xueqing, following the direction of Lord Miao's gaze, suddenly saw the jasper hairpin on Lin Lang's head, and instantly sparks burst out of his eyes, and he was thinking about stepping forward to teach a good lesson, but was stopped by Lord Miao, "Why are you in such a hurry?" This poetry meeting has just begun, and the good show always has to be put later. ”

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Lin Jue was practicing calligraphy in the Warm Fragrance Pavilion, when suddenly a cold wind blew behind her, she couldn't help but shake her hand, and a good "big" character instantly became "too".

Staring at the extra stroke on the paper, Lin Jue reached out and touched his nose, it seems that today's poetry meeting in Yuanweihou's Mansion must be very lively, and good shows are staged in turn, maybe there are still people thinking about her at this moment.

However, no matter whether there is a big or small thing happening in the outside world today, it has nothing to do with her Lin Jue. She obeyed the old lady's words, and obediently stayed at home to embroider and learn to write women's books, even if Lin Lang's sister and brother were killed on the spot at the poetry meeting, it had nothing to do with her.

The jasper hairpin on Lin Lang's head was given by Mrs. Lin, and the two bracelets were also given by Mrs. Lin. Or could she let the old lady put the black cauldron over her head? Thinking about beauty, I want to be in the limelight, but I don't want to take responsibility, where is there such a beautiful thing in the world!

A gust of wind blew, and a few peach blossoms drifted into the room through the window lattice, landing on the white paper on the table. Looking at the pink petals, Lin Jue suddenly felt a little stunned, but a certain indifferent face inexplicably appeared in front of him. It's been a few days, and I don't know if Nangong Yi's birdman is better? It stands to reason that she should have visited, at least she had to send someone to greet her, and most of the reason why this person would be reprimanded with a rod was because of her......

That's it, Lin Jue thought about it, but gave up the idea of visiting Nangong Yi, anyway, her father had already invited Lang Zhong to come and see that night, and there was no other bad news in the past few days. Besides, that man is so annoying, wouldn't it be very humiliating to let him know that he felt guilty about this matter and let him grasp the handle?

At the moment when Lin Jue was practicing calligraphy and fugue, a major event happened to the Lin family, and the Yuanwei Hou Mansion personally asked people to come to the door and asked the Lin family to send an elder who could speak to the Hou Mansion to take Lin Lang's sister and brother home.

Lin Mi is still in Qin Tianjian, Lin Tian is a white body with no reputation, and the rest are the daughters of the back house, and the elders of the Lin family who can speak can only be Mrs. Lin is the only one left.

When the housekeeper came to report that the Yuanwei Hou Mansion asked her to pick up people, the old lady was stunned for a moment. The poetry meeting is held every year, but this is the first time that the elders of the family have to come to the poetry meeting to pick up people. Could it be that Lin Lang's sisters and brothers had some trouble at the poetry meeting? But as soon as this idea came out, it was denied by the old lady. The two brothers and sisters of the Lin family's most troublesome big house didn't go, and Lin Lang's sisters and brothers are the most sensible, it's just a poetry meeting, even if they don't get out of the limelight, they won't make a mess, right?

Although Old Madam Lin had a vague bad premonition in her heart along the way, when she arrived at the Yuanwei Hou Mansion, the scene still startled her.

I saw Lin Lang and Lin Ke, two sisters and brothers, standing in the flower hall with tears on their faces, and Lord Miao and Mrs. Hou Lin were sitting in the middle, their faces gloomy as if they were about to freeze. The surroundings were full of young masters and ladies who came to participate in the poetry meeting, although there was Mrs. Hou, but there were still whispers around from time to time, and everyone looked at Lin Lang's sisters and brothers in their eyes, in addition to mockery or mockery.

Even Mrs. Lin, who has seen a lot of the world, still feels like a man's back when she is in it, and everyone's eyes are like countless thin needles, piercing her all over her body.

After all, Lin Ke is still young, and he is used to being pampered and held in the palm of his hand by others at home, where has he ever suffered such a grievance, when he saw the old lady, it was like seeing a life-saving straw, and he threw himself into her arms regardless of it, not remembering the situation he was in at all. Lin Lang was much calmer than him, just crying and mourning, his eyes full of grievances.

Lin Lang couldn't understand how this coveted poetry meeting could become like this?

Off topic:

What are you all doing on a good weekend morning? Recently, the temperature in the south has plummeted, and the quilt seems to be the best way to live up to the weekend (*^__^*), but!! The lazy partiality actually came out of the quilt early for the sake of code words, and suddenly felt that his image was instantly taller? (^?^*) (However, the text is still not read)