"Okay, okay," Cui Shi came forward to relieve the siege, "Brother Yong'er is young, and my sister shouldn't be too restrained by him, otherwise Brother Yong'er won't dare to come to my grandfather's house in the future." ”

Although Zhao Hui has a straightforward personality, she is also the mother of the house, how can she not hear the steps given in Cui's words, and besides, Chen Yong is an only son, no matter how much he messes around, it is a small pimple on the tip of his heart, where is he really ruthless and has been punishing and scolding, but he is just acting in front of everyone, so he followed Cui's words and said: "That is, he was spared for the sake of the sisters-in-law's face, if he had to take the family law to serve at home." After speaking, he patted Chen Yong's head again: "Why don't you go and thank your second aunt quickly." ”

Although Chen Yong was naughty, he was very ghostly, so he only ran to Cui's side, and said coquettishly: "The second aunt is the best, and Yong'er will definitely honor the second aunt when she grows up in the future." ”

Cui Shi smiled happily and touched Chen Yong's head: "Brother Yong is really sensible." ”

And so the matter was revealed.

The people had arrived, and the poetry meeting soon began. Lian Chengmei, as the host, naturally wants to preside over it. The rules are also simple, just invited Cui's to take any thing in the yard as the theme of the poem, the Zhao sisters and the Chen sisters and Lian Chengmei, Qianning sang a poem with this, and finally handed it over to Cui's, Liu and Zhao Hui to select, divided into high, Lian Chengmei also specially prepared a small prize for the top three, nothing more than a small sachet or something. In fact, this is also to find a family to get together, and the ranking is secondary.

Cui Shi heard that she was going to choose the topic, and couldn't help laughing: "Why is it my turn to do this job, it should be chosen by my sister-in-law, I think my sister-in-law was the most talented girl in the capital." ”

Liu Shi smiled slightly: "You also said that it was back then, but now it has long been abandoned, and you still mention those things." ”

"In that case, then I will have the courage to sacrifice my ugliness." Cui Shi said and looked around the courtyard of Yongmei Zhai, lowered his head and muttered for a moment before picking up a pen and writing a few words on the paper. Zhao Hui looked at the side and praised: "This topic is good." As he spoke, he helped lift the piece of paper, only to see the words "Autumn" written on it.

Everyone thought about the topic after reading it, and Liu lit a stick of incense, ending with the incense extinguishing.

Qianning didn't like to write poems since she was a child, and when she saw this topic, she had a big head, and then looked around, Lian Chengmei was a talented woman, and she looked confident, and it was easy to do such a poem. Mengqian, Mengying, Menglian, and Mengzhi were all bowing their heads in contemplation, Chen Ya was pacing in the courtyard, as if looking for inspiration, and Chen Xian was cold-faced, as if in a daze.

Qian Ning sighed secretly in her heart, she knew that she would invite so many people over, so she should have pretended to be sick in Tingyu Xuan, saving herself a while and being embarrassed.

Soon, someone began to pick up the pen, Chen Ya was the first to hand in the paper, and Cui Shi and the others had a satisfied look on their faces after reading it, thinking that they had done a good job.

Immediately afterwards, Lian Chengmei, Mengqian, and Chen Xian also handed in the papers one after another.

Among the remaining people, Menglian and Mengzhi were writing falsely on the table, Mengying bit the pen and was stunned, during which Brother Yong also ran over to look at Mengying's blank scroll, and said with a smile: "Third cousin, do you want me to help you make a song?" Meng Ying snapped his fingers hard: "Stay aside and play, don't disturb my train of thought." Chen Yong stuck out his tongue and ran to the side to play by himself.

Seeing that only a quarter of the incense was left, Menglian and Mengzhi also handed in the papers, leaving Qianning and Mengying still meditating.

Liu gently walked to Qian Ning's side and asked in a low voice, "But do you have ideas?" ”

Qian Ning blushed her face and bit her lip. Liu immediately understood, and pointed to the withered yellow leaves on the tree: "The most important thing in writing poetry is to place people's feelings on specific things, and to set off the intangible with the tangible in order to resonate with others. ”

Qianning lost her mother when she was young, her father was shallow in learning, and her stepmother was a concubine, and she didn't care about teaching her daughter, especially the daughter of her predecessor, and she never invited a husband at home. It seems to be a bit enlightening to hear, but it seems to understand whether it understands or not.

Liu Shi didn't wait for Qianning to answer, only patted her on the shoulder: "Don't worry, just make up a song at will, it's all a family, and it's not in the way." ”

Qianning nodded obediently, just when she saw Lian Chengmei looking at her with contempt, she immediately understood that she was waiting to see a good show. Could it be that she is so enthusiastic about holding a poetry party, just to make herself look foreign?

It's a pity that I grew up in the shadow of my stepmother since I was a child, and I have not been less than the days when I was ridiculed and wronged, if such a trivial matter can affect me, then the grievances I suffered in the Lu family in the past have already crushed me.

According to Liu's prompt, Qianning tried her best to recall the words and sentences in the poetry books she had read, and suddenly seemed to be spiritually opened, and she wrote the following sentences: "The sky is high and the sun is far away, and the earth is wide and the trees are in the abyss." The wind and leaves are drifting, and the steps are hurried. As soon as the pen fell, I heard Liu say: "It's time, Qianning, Mengying hurry up and hand in the papers." ”

Meng Ying begged: "Auntie, I still have one word missing, just let me finish writing." ”

Liu said lovingly: "It's not a spring scientific expedition, where is it not for you to finish writing a word, write slowly, and then hand it over after writing." ”

Meng Ying shouted: "Aunt is the best!" After that, hurry up and finish the rest of the verses.

Qian Ning walked straight to Liu's face, handed the paper over, and Liu took it: "What you just said is helpful?" ”

Qian Ning nodded: "After listening to my mother's words, I came out with nonsense." ”

Liu smiled and looked down at the poems made by Qianning, who knew that his face changed greatly, and his body shook, Mengqian happened to be next to him, and hurriedly held on: "Mother, what's wrong with you?" Feeling unwell? ”

Liu hurriedly rolled up the verses of Qian Ningjiao. Forced smile: "I'm fine, it's just that my eyes suddenly shook, maybe I've been standing for a long time." ”

Qian Ning hurriedly pulled a chair from the side and stretched out her hand to help Liu sit down, but Liu reflexively dodged, Qian Ning was stunned, Liu had already sat down by herself, and Qian Ning retracted her hand in embarrassment.

Liu Shi instructed again: "Mengqian, you bring me a glass of water." ”

"Hey." Mengqian responded and hurriedly handed the teacup to Liu, but Liu's hand shook, and all the tea was spilled, soaking all the poems made by Qianning.

Mengqian screamed in fright: "Mother, you're not hot, are you?" As he spoke, he took a handkerchief and wiped it for Liu.

Cui Shi and Zhao Hui on the side walked over again and asked Liu Shi with concern.

Liu waved his hand: "I'm fine, let's go on, don't worry about me." He glanced at Qianning again and said, "Qianning, you help me back." ”

Qian Ning was still immersed in Liu's refusal and didn't react, and Liu suddenly beckoned herself to accompany her back, feeling a little strange in her heart, but she still responded obediently: "Okay." As he spoke, he stepped forward and grabbed Liu's hand, and at the moment of contact, Qianning obviously felt Liu's body tremble, and quickly regained his calm.

Qian Ning was full of questions about Liu's reaction, but she couldn't ask questions, so she had to accompany Liu to slowly walk back to Yunhuatang.

After returning to Yunhua Hall, Qianning waited for Liu in the hall, and after a while, Liu changed his clothes and came out, his face was calm, and he didn't see anything abnormal at all, but his eyes looked at Qianning with a little exploration and coldness: "Did you make the poem yourself, or where did you see it?" ”

"I made it myself...... Qian Ning replied honestly, could it be that Liu disliked his poems for not doing well, so he would lose his temper?

"Are you sure you did it?" Liu asked word by word, "You have to tell me the truth honestly." ”

Qianning is a little inexplicable, could anyone else make such a bad poem besides herself? "I did it, Mother, what's wrong with that?" Qian Ning asked rhetorically.

Liu's face turned pale when he heard this, and his body couldn't help shaking, Qian Ning hurriedly stepped forward to support her, but was still rejected by Liu: "I'm fine, it's okay, you go back first, I want to rest for a while." After speaking, he ignored Qianning and walked back to the bedroom.

Qian Ning left Yunhuatang in a daze.

Liu Shi returned to the bedroom, took out a scroll from the cage, and slowly opened it, and there was also a poem on it, which was the one made by Fang Cai Qianning, but the handwriting was very strong and powerful, it should have been written by a man.

Liu Shi rubbed the verses, with tears in his eyes: "What a sin, what a sin......"