The atmosphere was suddenly awkward.

There were many maids and grandmothers standing in the small courtyard, and there were people standing in the house, but when the lark flew in, it was silent.

Bai Ling looked at the courtyard, and then looked into the house through the open window, stunned in place.

Everyone is embarrassed.

Including her.

At this time, the sister-in-law was in her brother-in-law's house, standing so close to her brother-in-law, and she was still holding an ink block in her hand, obviously just finishing studying ink for her brother-in-law......

The maids and grandmothers suddenly blushed.

After all, the girl in front of her is none other than the eldest lady's personal maid.

And the young man in the house is the husband of the eldest lady who has just been married, but the young lady of their family is ...... at this time

Bai Ling was also embarrassed.

If there was someone else in the house, she would have gone up to question and reprimand her, and even called Xia Chan to come over, but the person in the house was the second lady......

She would rather not see it.

There was a moment of silence.

Qin Weimo put down the ink block in his hand, bowed his head slightly to the young man in front of him, and said in a soft voice: "Brother-in-law, excuse me, you have a good rest, Weimo said goodbye......"

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, looked at her, and nodded.

Qin Weimo walked out with the support of Zhu'er and Qiu'er.

As soon as I got out of the house, I was blown by the wind and coughed again.

The maid at the door hurriedly held up an umbrella to block the wind for her.

Qin Weimo slowly took away the moon-white handkerchief covering his mouth.

The handkerchief was stained with a smear of red blood.

Qiu'er next to her saw it, her face suddenly changed, and she said in a trembling voice: "Mama, Miss is coughing up blood again......

Several grandmothers on the side suddenly panicked, and hurriedly urged: "Let's go, help Miss go back, go and call Dr. Sun!" ”

The group surrounded the weak girl and hurried out of the courtyard.

When passing by Bailing's side, Qin Weimo glanced at her a little timidly, as if she wanted to speak, but was hurriedly taken away by the maid.

The small courtyard quickly fell silent.

Bai Ling frowned, withdrew his gaze from the door, and looked into the room.

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window and looked at her as well.

Fluttershy stands behind him, her head bowed, like a child who has done something wrong and is facing her parents.

"Uncle, you are so bold."

Bai Ling looked at him outside the window with a complicated expression.

Luo Qingzhou's face was calm: "I didn't feel sorry for the eldest lady, and I didn't do anything sorry for the second miss." ”

Bai Ling was silent for a moment, and his tone slowed down: "Is my uncle feeling better?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "It's much better, thank you Miss Bailing for your concern." ”

Bai Ling nodded slightly, turned around, and prepared to leave.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly looked back at him again, his delicate cheeks showed two shallow dimples in the moonlight, and said softly: "Uncle, you may have misunderstood, I didn't blame you just now." What does the second lady like, although the uncle just follows her, the eldest lady also means this. ”

After speaking, he left the small courtyard and disappeared into the night outside the door.

Luo Qingzhou stood stunned in front of the window for a while, then turned to Fluttershy and said, "When Qiu'er and Zhu'er ask me about me in the future, you will say that I am very busy, studying in the house, and I don't want anyone to disturb me, you know?" ”

Fluttershy was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Got it, Childe." ”

Then he couldn't help but ask, "Childe, you don't want to see the second miss again, right?" ”

Luo Qingzhou didn't answer, sat down at the desk, opened the book, and looked at the ink that was gradually condensing in the inkstone, as well as the ink block that he had just held in his plain hand.

After being silent for a long time, Fang said two words: "Trouble." ”

Fluttershy doesn't dare to ask any more questions, so she leaves the room and opens the door for him.

Luo Qingzhou calmed down and continued to read.

"Those who practice do not begin to understand the Great Dao, but want to achieve speed. The shape is like a tree, the heart is like ashes, the consciousness is guarded, and the will is not scattered. The god of yin is the ghost of the pure spirit, not the immortal of pure yang. With its one ambition, the yin spirit does not disperse, so it is called a ghost fairy. Although it is said to be immortal, in fact, ghosts are also ......"

"Ghosts?"

Luo Qingzhou secretly muttered this word in his heart, Yin Soul cultivation is successful, and he can become an immortal without a physical body?

However, according to what is said in the book, becoming an immortal like this is still a ghost after all, and it is difficult to climb the road.

After the ghosts and immortals, what else can be cultivated?

He continued to look, only to find that the next page was another story.

The records in this book are intermittent, vague, and seem to be true and false, and most of them have been handed down from antiquity, or are concocted based on certain stories.

Most of them don't take it seriously.

Luo Qingzhou naturally won't believe it all.

He opened another book.

A light is like a bean, and the moonlight is bright.

In the small courtyard, there was silence.

Listen to the rain garden on a moonlit night.

The lakeside is still full of lanterns.

In the middle of the lake, above the elegant attic, there were also lights.

At this time, Song Ruyue had already taken those noble ladies and maids and grandmothers to the attic, sat at the table at the railing on the top floor, eating melon seeds and snacks, admiring the moon and chatting, and showing off.

The young women, chatting and chatting, talked about Song Ruyue's son-in-law.

"Ruyue, it's not a big mouth to be a sister. That's the concubine that Chengguo Mansion doesn't want, I heard that it may not be the son of Na Luo Yannian, people throw it to you like garbage, but you should be a treasure. How can a son-in-law who doesn't understand the rules like this, and he doesn't come when you call him. ”

"That's it, Ruyue, look at the son-in-law of the Zhou Mansion, who gets up before dawn every day and bows his head outside Zhou Lan's courtyard, waiting to say goodbye, and goes again every night. Do cows and horses every day, do all the dirty work, and be diligent, sensible, and obedient. That son-in-law like yours, who eats and drinks all day long, stays in the house and reads, and I don't know what kind of name I can read. ”

"As for the poems you mentioned, do you think he really did it? I think it's prepared in advance, and it's specially used to deceive you, and it's not far from ten. ”

"Ruyue, you don't really expect that kid to take a test for you when the time comes, right? If he really has that ability, will Chengguo Mansion be willing to let him in? ”

Several women had just been compared to her with her young beauty, good skin, and good figure, and they were very unhappy, so they could only take this unlucky son-in-law again.

Song Ruyue listened to their sarcasm, and suddenly sank her face, lowered her head and swallowed melon seeds, but did not answer.

The women pretended not to see her face, and laughed and sneered.

One of the women laughed and read the poems, which made some people laugh.

Song Ruyue was embarrassed, her anger was nowhere to go, and when she saw what they said, she had to turn her head and shout to Mei'er next to her: "From tomorrow, let that kid go to my back garden to plant flowers for me!" What's the use of staying in the house all day and reading? My Qin family doesn't raise waste people! ”

Mei'er lowered her head and agreed with trepidation.

When the women saw her angry, they looked at each other, and were about to laugh a few more words before they stopped, when a maid suddenly went upstairs and reported: "Madam, Miss Qingwan is here." ”

One of the noble ladies said strangely: "Didn't that girl go to talk to Weimo, why did she come here again?" ”

After a while, Su Qingwan went upstairs panting, with an excited look on her face, and two pieces of rice paper in her hands.

"Qingwan, what are you so happy about?"

"Look at your little blushing, you ran up, right? And a new poem? ”

"Yo, our talented women in Mocheng have a new work coming out, I guess those talented people who will be introduced tomorrow will be ashamed."

Several noble ladies saw the rice paper she was holding in her hand and laughed and teased.

Su Qingwan stood in front of several noble ladies, gasped for a while, and then handed the rice paper in her hand to one of the women, her face was full of excitement, and she gasped and said, "Auntie...... Auntie, look at ......."

The noble lady was born in a scholarly family, and she also read since she was a child, and she was quite talented.

On the first piece of paper was a seven-character quatrain.

She thought it was made by her niece, so she read it out with a smile: "Mei Xue is not willing to descend in spring, and the saucy people put aside the pen to comment on the chapter." The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. ”

When she read the last sentence, a smile broke on her face.

After hearing this, the other ladies were stunned, and one of them immediately snatched it and said, "I'll take a look." ”

Immediately, I couldn't help but read it again.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

"The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance...... This sentence is really exquisite! Qingwan, you really deserve to be my first talented girl in Mocheng, and you deserve it! ”

The other ladies all praised each other.

Su Qingwan's aunt smiled brightly, with a touch of pride on her face, and looked at Song Ruyue next to her and smiled: "Ruyue, this poem of my family Qingwan is better than the poems of your son-in-law......"

"Auntie! I didn't do it! ”

Before she could finish speaking, Su Qingwan immediately gasped and said, "Yes...... It was made by Luo Gongzi! These two poems were just written by Luo Gongzi......"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

"Young Master Luo? Who is Luo Gongzi? ”

Her aunt asked, surprised.

At this time, after Song Ruyue was stunned for a few seconds, her heart suddenly shook and she became excited, and her delicate face turned crimson because of excitement.

Sure enough, in the next second, she heard a familiar name!

"Luo Qingzhou, Weimo's brother-in-law, is the Luo Gongzi you just discussed."

Su Qingwan took a cup of tea from the table and said after taking a few sips.

In the attic, there was a sudden silence.

Song Ruyue was already excited at this time, her face was full of excitement, and an extremely bright and exaggerated smile appeared on her face, and she hurriedly said: "Next!" Isn't there another poem? Read, read! ”

The woman came to her senses, looked at the rice paper in her hand, scanned it first, and suddenly her face changed, her pupils lit up, and her eyes were firmly fixed on the next few sentences.

"Xiangmei, read it quickly!"

A noble lady next to him urged.

The woman took a deep breath, her eyes were complicated, and she slowly read out: "Outside the broken bridge, lonely and ownerless." It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same......"

The whole attic gradually fell silent.

I could only hear Su Qingwan's still somewhat hurried gasp......