Fang Yong was suddenly interrupted, and he was quite unhappy in his heart, and suddenly remembered that this Sheng Mixiang was the most domineering among the young ladies, and she was also the heart of the old lady of the Sheng family, so she couldn't be angry. He endured his displeasure, commented on the words of the honey fragrance, and said a few words against his will. Sheng Mixiang eased her expression at this time. However, Sheng Mixiang didn't seem to intend to let Fang Yong go, and asked again, "Then how does my calligraphy compare to Xuejian's calligraphy?" ”

Fang Yong was a person who read the books of sages, and it was really difficult for him to lie. However, Sheng Xue couldn't bear to feel that Fang Yong was stumped by Sheng Mixiang, and hurriedly smiled at Sheng Mixiang: "The third sister has been practicing for so long, naturally the third sister writes the best, I have only written for a day, the words are all crooked, I don't know it yet, how can it be better than the third sister's writing?" Hearing Sheng Xue say this, Sheng Mixiang's smile became even bigger: "Indeed, the first time you went to the clan school, you don't know the words yet, but it's just a cat and a tiger, how can you understand the essence of the post?" Xue Jian, you have to study hard, if you don't understand something, the third sister will teach you reluctantly. ”

Sheng Xue saw that Sheng Mixiang was arrogant and arrogant, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart. However, among the several women of the Sheng family in the previous life, it was indeed Sheng Mi Xiangqin, chess, calligraphy and painting that was the best. Because Sheng Poria is dignified and generous on the surface, in fact, her talent in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is really pitiful, and she doesn't want to study carefully after school, so in the end it is just a showcase. As for Sheng Xueyan, Aunt Wu doted on her to a terrible extent, and it was even more impossible for her to study art well.

Fang Yong coughed and picked up the other people's notes and commented. Finally, he said: "A few young ladies will rest for a while, and we will learn the game in the next class." After saying that, Fang Yong himself immediately lifted the curtain and went out. There were only a few young ladies of the Sheng family left in the house. Sheng Xue saw that she was tidying up her wooden table, and saw Sheng Poria standing up and walking towards Sheng Mixiang. Sheng Mixiang is twelve years old this year, which is similar to Sheng Poria's age, so it is natural for the two of them to have something to say, Sheng Xue didn't care too much when she saw it.

It's just that this school is not big, and the sound of the two people talking still reached Sheng Xuejian's ears. I only heard Sheng Poria say to Sheng Mixiang: "I heard that the plum blossoms of Fahua Temple are blooming, and the third sister knows that beautiful scenery, which is rare to see in this life." Sheng Mixiang said disapprerovingly: "The second sister has never been there, how do you know that the scenery is beautiful?" Sheng Poria said enthusiastically: "A few days ago, I went out to buy rouge gouache, and I met my cousin, who said it. She also said that the plum blossom period of this Fahua Temple is very short, and it will be gone in a few days. ”

Sheng Mixiang was a little moved by what Sheng Poria said, and looked at Sheng Poria and said: "Luzhou has always had a rule of treading snow to find plums, why don't we tell the old lady and let the old lady let us go to the snow to find plums?" When Sheng Poria heard that Sheng Mixiang actually took the initiative to mention it, she was overjoyed, and nodded again and again: "That's exactly what I plan, it's better to talk to the old lady tomorrow morning and dusk, the old lady loves you the most." ”

"Needless to say, who doesn't know that I'm the old lady's heart?" Speaking of this, Sheng Mixiang couldn't help but feel proud. Sheng Poria was diligently flattering Sheng Mixiang, but there was a cold light in her eyes.

Sheng Xue, who was carefully reading the copybook on the side, saw it in her heart, but she didn't care about it. She finally remembered who Sheng Lingling married in the previous life. In fact, Sheng Poria is much more terrifying than Sheng Mixiang, she has always been a scheming person, this time it seems that the simple treading snow to find plum blossoms is actually treading snow to find Lang.

On that day, Sheng Poria dressed up flowers and branches went to Fahua Temple, and happened to meet the eldest son of Changping Bofu who also came out to step on the snow to find plums, and then Sheng Poria captured the heart of the eldest prince with a poem on the wall of the plum garden, and soon after Changping Bofu came to the door to propose, and Sheng Poria married into the high gate. But there is a problem, Sheng Xuejian has not figured it out all along. That is, Sheng Poria can't write poetry at all, so where does her good poetry come from? It is impossible to say that Sheng Mixiang wrote it, although Sheng Mixiang was the most top-notch among the sisters in the family, but Sheng Mixiang at that time could not write such a poem.

This question was not until the beginning of the second gambling class, and Sheng Xue had no clue. Fang Yong came into the house and divided the people in the house into groups in twos, Sheng Poria was naturally in a group with Sheng Mixiang, while Sheng Xuejian could only be in a group with Sheng Xueyan, who was one year younger than him. However, both of them are only five or six years old, so they naturally don't know anything about gaming. So the two of them in this class are the most boring.

Sheng Xue often wandered, only to look east and west, and this look found that something was wrong. Sheng Mixiang suddenly had a stomachache, and she didn't go down with Sheng Poria halfway, and the girl hurriedly helped Sheng Mixiang back. In desperation, Fang Yongfuzi had to go into battle in person to play against Sheng Poria. However, Sheng Xue saw that he could see it clearly, Fang Yong wished he could get along with Sheng Ling. The two of them sat opposite each other, and the atmosphere became strange. Sheng Xue saw that her ears were pricked up, and she heard Sheng Lingling whispering: "Last time I begged the master's poem, I don't know if the master still remembers?" ”

As soon as Sheng Ling said this, Fang Yong's face immediately turned red. Sheng Xue saw that she immediately understood something from Fang Yong's expression. Things that I couldn't figure out before suddenly became clear. Sheng Poria can't write poetry, but Fang Yong can. Sheng Lingling asked Fang Yong for poetry, how could Fang Yong not agree. And Sheng Xue saw that Fang Yong was very likely to be wrong, and thought that Sheng Lingling was asking for a promise to herself, so she must have written her full friendship into the poem. How is such a poem not a good poem, and how can it not impress the eldest prince of Changping Bofu, who also loves talents?

Sheng Xue saw Sheng Ling's expression when she looked at her again, and couldn't help but feel a little disdainful. It's understandable to marry into a high family, but why use such a loyal and honest poor scholar? At this time, Sheng Xue saw and heard Fang Yong hesitantly say, "Write...... It was written, and it was placed on the desk in my study. Sheng Lingling heard that Fang Yong had written it, and her heart was overjoyed. But on the surface, he smiled very reservedly. And Fang Yong was already completely fascinated by this smile.

"Oops! My stomach hurts! The two were in love, and Sheng Xue suddenly rolled on the ground holding her stomach. Sheng Ling, as an older sister, hurriedly made a look of concern: "Fifth sister, what's wrong?" ”

"My stomach hurts so much, I'm going to clean the room!" After saying that, he grabbed his stomach and rushed out.