"Well, it's good if you have this heart." Mr. Pei refused. And when he had said this, he looked at her no more.

Rong Yunhe took the opportunity to say goodbye.

Zhang Yuanwai knew that she wanted to go outside to see the flowers and think of a few poems, so he smiled and said, "Miss Rong and Gongzi Rong should go." Su Gongzi and Li Gongzi stay, I still have something to ask you. ”

Fu Heng saw Zhang Yuanwai say this, and glanced at Rong Yunhe helplessly. He originally wanted to help Rong Yunhe make a few poems, but he didn't want to be helpless now.

Rong Yunhe didn't care, and withdrew with Rong Huihe, while Li Yuewan and Xue Wuniang saw that Zhang Yuanwai didn't leave them, so they had to follow Rong Yunhe out of the courtyard.

"Let's go to Erpinyuan and have a look." As soon as Xue Wuniang got out of the courtyard, she pulled Li Yue and said. This Nizi now has some shadows in her heart about Rong Yunhe, and wants to get as far away from her as possible.

Rong Yunhe and Rong Huihe walked in front of them, and when they heard this, they turned around mischievously and said, "Two girls, be careful, don't meet someone like Ge Gongzi again." ”

The faces of the two people in the back changed, Li Yuewan hesitated for a moment, and said, "Otherwise, let's stay here and wait for my brother and them." ”

"Uh-huh, wait here." Xue Wuniang hurriedly echoed.

Rong Yunhe shrugged his shoulders and took Rong Huihe straight to the platform in the center of the garden. She had something to do, but she didn't have time to take care of the two young ladies. But if they mess up, her conscience can't get over. So it's best for them to stay here.

At this time, many people had come to the garden, and everyone gathered in front of the platform to admire the top 50 flowers. surrounded the platform, Rong Yun and them arrived, and they could only stand on the periphery of the crowd.

"What should I do?" Rong Huihe took a look at the situation. In a hurry. Of these fifty flowers, which one can enter the top ten, it is not known yet. In his opinion, the safest way is to think about each plant from beginning to end, and see if there can be a good idea to make a poem. When the time comes, if you meet that flower, you will have an extra chance of winning.

Rong Yunhe was not very sure in his heart. But she also has the mentality of giving it a try, and if it doesn't work, she will pull it down, so the pressure in her heart is not very great. And she found out. These selected flowers are more or less foggy. If this flower viewing will be ranked according to the value of the flowers, then she can roughly rank the top ten according to the intensity of the mist. Then I went to these ten flowers to think about poetry. It's better than "casting a wide net." The practice of "fishing widely" is more rewarding.

Fortunately, the flowers were placed on the table and were not completely blocked by the crowd. Rong Yunhe stood on the periphery, staring intently, carefully comparing the mist between them, and finally selected twelve of them with thicker mist.

Having selected the flowers, Yung Yunhe began to observe their varieties. Although she had played with orchids with the old lady in her previous life, and there were some precious flowers planted in the extensive courtyard of her home, there was no glass conservatory at home. It has not been planted with southern flowers. Among the twelve flowers, there are four kinds of Rong Yun and have never even seen before. Not to mention calling them by name. In this way, she can only look at the other eight, identify them one by one, and search her mind for the poems about them.

Probably because of practicing in the space, she has felt that her brain is extremely useful these days, and a lot of knowledge from her previous life is vivid, and she feels that she remembers it more clearly than she did back then. So as long as the poems he remembered in his previous life, Rong Yunhe can basically think of them. But she was dismayed to find that the ancients seemed to have a special affection for pine, bamboo, and plum chrysanthemum, and most of the poems related to plants in her memory were about these four friends. Of the eight kinds of flowers in front of him, Rong Yunhe has a poem on orchids, a poem on peony flowers, a poem on azaleas, and Li Qingzhao's "Dream Order" with the name of a begonia. As for the rest, I really can't think of it.

Seeing Rong Yunhe standing there, frowning and falling into deep thought, Rong Huihe knew that she was thinking about poetry, and he didn't dare to disturb her, looking at the flowers and thinking about it, hoping to make two or three poems to help his sister.

"Rong Yunhe." Fu Heng's voice suddenly sounded in Rong Yunhe's ears. She turned her head and met Fu Heng's concerned gaze.

"You come with me." Fu Heng looked at her deeply, turned around and walked out. Rong Yunhe hesitated for a moment and followed.

Walking to a lush green tree on the outside of the garden, Fu Heng stopped.

"What's the matter?" Rong Yunhe saw a hint of embarrassment flashing on his face, and his hand touched his arms for a long time without moving, and asked in surprise.

Fu Heng scratched his head, and finally took out a few pieces of paper from his arms, stuffed them into Rong Yunhe's hand, and said, "In order not to let Mr. Pei and them know, I really can't help it, you can make do with it, don't dislike it." After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

Rong Yunhe watched him run away, confused. Fu Heng could vaguely guess this behavior, probably helping her write a poem. But just write it, he hasn't written it, and he needs to act so weirdly?

When he lowered his head, Rong Yunhe couldn't help laughing. It turned out that Fu Heng's poem was written on yellow hand paper, and the ink color on the paper also changed from thick to light, and the handwriting was extremely sloppy. It is estimated that when they were chatting outside of Zhang, Fu Heng ran out and hurriedly wrote it by urinating. No wonder the expression on his face was so strange.

However, where did this guy get his brush? Smelling the faint scent of ink in the air, Rong Yunhe shook his head slightly and read a few poems written on the paper. Not to mention, although this guy is a military general, he also has some talent.

She came out of the courtyard for about twenty minutes, this guy had to chat with people, and find excuses to find brushes and paper, and find a hidden place to write poems, and he wrote five poems in one breath, and these five poems were all well written. If he learns to participate in the imperial examination with this talent, it is estimated that he will also be able to get a showman, a jinshi or something.

Fu Heng's five poems were written randomly, probably based on his impression of looking at flowers just now, and he wrote them when he thought of what flowers, so there are four kinds of poems about flowers in the five poems that Rong Yunhe didn't think about. The more the merrier, be prepared, Rong Yunhe memorized these five poems firmly, and then went back.

Halfway through, I met Rong Hui and walked excitedly, and when I saw her, I said, "Nan, I thought of two songs." I'll read it to you. ”

"Okay."

Rong Huihe whispered the two poems he was thinking, and then looked at Rong Yunhe with wide eyes: "How is it?" Can you ask for it? ”

Rong Yunhe groaned for a moment and nodded: "Not bad." Very good. ”

Rong Huihe lowered his head: "Nan, don't lie to me." I know I can't write it. Since I was a child, my father said, we brothers and sisters, when it comes to composing poetry, you are more aura, and I am only suitable for reading. ”

Rong Yunhe patted him, under the afterglow. I saw Fu Heng standing outside the crowd, frowning and pondering at the flowers and trees on the stage.

Rong Yunhe glared, raised his feet and walked towards the flower platform. From a distance, I saw Li Jianshi and Su Houye walking in from the entrance talking and laughing, followed by a large group of people.

"Look, why are they here too? The one next to Master Thorn Shi, is it Lord Suhou? "Someone next to me has sharp eyes. I had already screamed. And Zhang Yuanwai, they seem to have been informed. also came out of the courtyard, and Li Qi, Li Yuewan, and Xue Wuniang also followed. The two parties met, only stood and saluted each other, and then walked towards this side together.

At this time, many people had already come to the garden one after another, all gathered around the flower platform. At this time, he saw the adults coming and quickly made a way. Mr. Pei, Su Hou Ye, and Thorn Shi walked in front, and Zhang Yuanwai followed behind. When Fu Heng saw his uncle coming, he was already standing solemnly. Waiting on the side of the steps leading to the flower platform. When Su Hou Ye saw his nephew, he nodded slightly and went to the flower platform.

And Li Qi followed these people to the front of the stage. He didn't follow anymore, stood there and looked around, saw Rong Yunhe, and walked over and said, "Zhang Yuanwai asked me to ask you, which pot of the two flowers did you plan to take for the competition?" ”

"Orchids." Rong Yunhe replied crisply.

"Okay." Li Qi nodded, and was about to walk to the front of the stage, when he suddenly thought of something, stopped and turned around, and said in a low voice: "That...... You don't have to worry. We interceded, and the conditions would be more relaxed. ”

"Yes." Rong Yunhe felt that eyes were shooting towards them from all directions, looking her up and down, his eyes were full of doubts, and there was a whispered inquiry: "Who is this person?" "I'm probably guessing, what is the relationship between the prince of Thorn Shi and this young man in coarse cloth clothes? actually took the initiative to walk in front of her, and whispered to her, looking very close.

"Brother Li, Zhang Yuan is waving to you outside." Rong Yunhe's ears sounded Fu Heng's somewhat cold voice. Rong Yunhe turned her head to look, and at some point, Fu Heng and several of them had squeezed to her side.

Li Qi raised his head and looked at the stands, but saw that Zhang Yuanwai was busy giving up his seat with a few adults, where was there any sign of beckoning? But even though he knew that Fu Heng was lying, he couldn't be untruthful, so he had to go to the stage.

Fu Heng stared at his figure, and the expression on his face was a little gloomy.

Tables and chairs had already been set up on the stage. Because Marquis Su and Li Jianshi came on behalf of the government and did not serve as judges, after some humility, the two of them sat down in two places with the five judges.

Seeing that Li Qi got off the stage, everyone in the audience had quieted down, Zhang Yuanwai stood up and said something, it was nothing more than that it was an honor to invite Su and Zhao to participate today, and to invite Mr. Pei to be a judge. Next, I invited a few people to say something, which was very similar to the modern meeting agenda, and it was very cordial to look at Rong Yunhe.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Yuanwai talked about the significance of holding a flower-viewing party, and continued: "In order to highlight that our flower-viewing party is a place to show talents, rather than a place to make money by gambling on flowers, after our discussion, we decided to accept a student's temporary registration for the competition. After speaking, he said the conditions for temporary registration, and said, "I don't know if everyone present, who else wants to sign up temporarily?" Do you have any comments on the conditions for temporary registration? ”

Although everyone in the audience spent money to buy flowers and gamble on flowers, most of them were under the name of a scholar, and they still asked for further education. On the stage sat not only the people of the educational sector who held their destiny in charge, but also two administrative and military governors. How can these adults make decisions that these people below them can oppose?

Besides, the conditions for this temporary registration are so harsh, if someone signs up, it will make this flower viewing more ornamental, lively and exciting, why not do it? So Zhang Yuanwai asked, a garden in Nuoda was silent, and those who had a cold and cough desperately held it in their throats, for fear that a cough would attract a suspicious look.

Zhang Yuanwai invited Li Tingshi and Su Hou Ye to come, which would have such an effect. So seeing that no one on the field said, he nodded with satisfaction and said, "In this way, then we will start to evaluate the flowers." ”

Next, around the stage in order, the owner of the flower will introduce his flower name and preciousness in public, some are cheerful, some are stage frightened...... After introducing the flowers, everyone not only learned some knowledge of flowers, but also watched the performance of many people, and had a lot of after-dinner conversations. And it is also a great honor for the owner of the flower to show his face in front of all the adults.

The most striking of these is naturally Yung Yunhe. When they learned that this teenager was the one who signed up temporarily, the audience was in an uproar. Everyone looked at each other, wondering who this divine was, who dared to accept the challenge of the nine people and compose poems in front of all the adults. In everyone's mind, this is most likely who wants to be famous, so he did this kind of sensationalism.

When it became clear that Rong Yunhe was a ten-year-old boy wearing coarse cloth clothes, everyone was stunned. Who came to the cherry blossom viewing party was not rich? When have you ever seen someone wearing coarse cloth clothes to see flowers? Not to mention that the registration fee of ten taels of silver for the competition is not something that ordinary people can afford; The entrance fee of 50 yuan is not something that ordinary poor students are willing to spend.

However, when they saw Li Qi and Fu Heng, two handsome men, standing next to Rong Yunhe, everyone was stunned again-is it a coincidence? But immediately someone spread the news that Li Qi was talking to Rong Yunhe just now, and everyone's gaze at Rong Yunhe was even more strange.

"It's weird." Everyone was muttering in their hearts.

Rong Yunhe grew up under the searchlight of everyone since he was able to walk in his previous life, and has always been the focus of attention. Therefore, she did not take these various eyes to heart at all, and spoke clearly and clearly in her voice about her flower name and its preciousness, but she was no longer silent. It was her next person, who was startled by this meeting, and her originally sharp speech became stammered.

After the fifty-one pots of flowers were introduced, the five judges on the stage began to discuss privately. After some arguments, it was Li Tingshi who stood up and announced the list of the top 10.

"Oh, both of our pots of flowers are in the top ten. You're amazing! Rong Huihe didn't know whether he was excited or nervous, and even his voice changed. (To be continued.) )