Stage.

Oiran Maii begins to liven up the atmosphere and prepares to announce the second competition.

When the mother and daughter of the Qin family were thinking about each other, Tang Jiasong walked over with a smile on his face and arched his hand: "Aunt Song, Miss Qin, the fortune operator just now is really exquisite, and it is amazing." ”

Song Ruyue looked at him, and she was also full of smiles: "It's going to be done, so-so, it's a pity that Jiasong, you didn't take out the poems to compete, otherwise you would definitely beat the guy named Yuemo." ”

Tang Jiasong: "......"

At this time, the Oiran on the stage had already announced the title of the second competition.

"Today's bright moon is bright and clean, the beautiful scenery of the good day, this second competition, with the bright moon as the theme, the poems are not limited, the time of a stick of incense, you have to work hard."

"Bright moon as the theme?"

When Tang Jiasong heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, and his heart was secretly happy.

He happened to get a song at home a few days ago, and it happened to be about the bright moon, and it was carefully polished for a few days, which was definitely a rare masterpiece.

Here's your chance!

A stiff smile appeared on his face, and he bowed his hand to Song Ruyue again, and said respectfully: "Aunt Song, this first competition, the juniors missed it, and the juniors don't want to miss the second competition." Later, the juniors will come out, and I hope that Aunt Song and Miss Qin can help teach one or two. ”

"Coming back?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at him and muttered secretly in his heart.

Song Ruyue said with a smile on her face: "Yes, you can do it here later, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are ready-made." ”

After saying that, he looked at someone, and the smile disappeared.

Qin Weimo's gaze also looked over.

Luo Qingzhou was silent.

When Tang Jiasong saw this scene, his heart was settled, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he arched his hand at him again: "Brother Tai of the Qin family, I will finish it later, I hope Brother Tai will also help correct one or two." ”

Qin Weimo frowned slightly, wanting to correct his salutation, but hesitated and did not speak.

Luo Qingzhou didn't want to pay attention to him, but seeing that he was so enthusiastic, he had to say: "I don't understand poetry, I'm sorry." ”

The corners of Tang Jiasong's mouth twitched, and he smiled embarrassedly, so he had to withdraw his hand.

Qin Weimo's lips pursed slightly.

Tang Jiasong looked at her with a smile on his face again, and said politely: "Miss Qin, it's not convenient to stand down and write, read it later, Miss Qin will help write it on paper, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

Qin Weimo frowned, and when she was about to refuse, Song Ruyue on the side said with a smile on her face: "Jiasong, do you already have a manuscript?" ”

Tang Jiasong smiled: "There is." ”

Song Ruyue let out an "oh", turned her head to the little maid standing next to her and said, "Zhu'er, come and study the ink, he will read it, let the micro-ink write." ”

Zhu'er said yes and walked over to pick up the ink block.

When Tang Jiasong heard this, the smile on his face became brighter, his throat moved, and he hurriedly walked over, preparing to come to Miss Qin Er's vicinity to recite a poem.

Before the result was close, there was a "bang", and he suddenly crashed into the arms of a figure.

When I looked up, my smile froze.

Luo Qingzhou stood between him and Miss Qin Er, but his eyes looked at the stage in the distance, as if he didn't see him.

Tang Jiasong's face was slightly gloomy, and he was about to speak, when Song Ruyue suddenly snorted coldly: "You dare to look at it randomly!" Look at it again, gouge out your eyes! That Qinglou woman is so good-looking? Got your soul gone, didn't you? Asked you to come and read poetry, didn't you hear? ”

Tang Jiasong was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly reacted, and the muscles on his face suddenly twitched.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, turned sideways, and looked at the mother-in-law.

The two looked at each other.

Song Ruyue's eyes widened: "Who do you think I'm talking about?" ”

Qin Weimo secretly stretched out his slender jade finger underneath, pulled his clothes, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, read it quickly......"

Luo Qingzhou: "......"

Did he say he was going to do it?

But when he lowered his head and looked at the girl's touching and pitiful pleading eyes, his heart suddenly couldn't help but soften.

Ah, I owe you ......

Do good things to the end, send the Buddha to the West.

Luo Qingzhou sighed softly, leaned closer, and lowered his head.

Seeing this, Qin Weimo lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Brother-in-law really has ...... Or do my mother understand my brother-in-law......"

Song Ruyue on the side frowned, always feeling that this sentence was strange and a little wrong.

She didn't think much about it, and suddenly smiled at Tang Jiasong, who was full of stiffness: "Jiasong, you wait a minute, let Weimo make a song first, you help guide the axe to straighten it, and then you do it again." ”

Tang Jiasong squeezed out a smile on his face, arched his hand, and did not speak.

"Brother-in-law, you can read ......"

Qin Weimo held the pen in his hand, drooped his thick eyelashes, and said softly.

Luo Qingzhou groaned slightly, and decided to come to a more powerful one this time, so that the guy didn't dare to pester and show off again.

He lowered his head and approached, sniffing the faint fragrance of the girl's body, glanced at the girl's beautiful reddish side face, and then looked at her delicate hands, and whispered: "Word card, water tune song head......"

The girl fell into ink.

"When is the bright moon? Ask the sky for wine. ”

"I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace."

The pen trembled in the girl's hand, then clenched it tightly and continued to write.

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete."

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles."

Luo Qingzhou finished reading in one go.

The girl's hands shook lightly, the pen and ink outlined, and the small characters were beautiful, and soon they were covered with snow-white rice paper.

After writing, she suddenly couldn't help but look up at him, her eyes were complicated, and she murmured softly: "Brother-in-law...... You shouldn't be in trouble......"

"Ahem!"

The sound of coughing from the side brought her back to her senses.

The girl lowered her head, looked at the pen and ink on the paper, looked in a trance, and wrote the inscription: Ink.

Song Ruyue, who was peeking from the side, immediately said: "Ahem!" ”

The girl put away her pen, carefully picked up the rice paper on the table, and couldn't help but look at it from the beginning, with a complicated expression, and muttered: "This kind of poetry, where can mortals make ......?"

"Ahem! Ahem, ahem! ”

Song Ruyue saw that she didn't react, so she had to anxiously remind: "The name is written incorrectly." ”

The girl turned her head to look at her, her weak eyes showed a touch of stubbornness, and said softly: "Mother, this one, Weimo wants to write this name, is it okay?" ”

Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, her eyes suddenly became gentle, she turned her face away, and looked out the window: "Whatever you want." ”

The girl whispered, "Thank you, mother." ”

After speaking, she reluctantly glanced at the words in her hand, hesitated, picked up the pen again, and transcribed it on another piece of rice paper.

Not a word has changed.

Then, she picked up the second piece of rice paper, handed it to Zhu'er next to her, and said, "Zhu'er, send it up." ”

Zhu'er took it and was about to take it away, when Tang Jiasong next to her hurriedly spoke: "Miss Qin, can you take a look at it below?" ”

Qin Weimo thought of him at this time, hesitated for a moment, and seemed to be a little unbearable, but still nodded and said, "Well, Tang Gongzi, please take a look." ”

Song Ruyue turned her head with a gloating expression.

Tang Jiasong took the rice paper from Zhu'er's hand, lowered his head, and stared at it.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky......"

After reading the first few sentences, his heart was shocked, and his hands began to tremble.

After reading the whole poem, his hand holding the rice paper was already trembling, his face was slightly pale, and he looked lost and depressed.

He was stunned for a moment, did not speak again, handed the rice paper to Zhu'er, arched his hands to the crowd, bowed deeply, and then turned away without saying a word.

Never came back again.

Song Ruyue pursed her lips, looking disdainful and uninteresting.

Jewel leaves with the work.

Song Ruyue hesitated, stood up and said, "Weimo, I'll go and tell you Aunt Zhang, it's not too early, we should go back." ”

Qin Weimo glanced at her and nodded slightly.

It turned out that the mother was also thinking about her brother-in-law.

As soon as the lyrics came out, it is estimated that those people in the background will come out immediately, looking for the lyricists one by one, and then it will be troublesome.

Song Ruyue was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned her head to look at the two of them, and immediately said to Luo Qingzhou with a straight face: "You are with me." Let the two of you be alone, and I don't know what immoral things to do! ”

Qin Weimo's face turned red.

Luo Qingzhou was speechless, so he had to follow behind.

Qin Weimo looked at his back, thinking about the words just now, in a daze.

Qiu'er stood aside, and was about to speak, when a figure suddenly walked over.

Song Ruyue came to the table of the ladies and was about to say goodbye, but was forcibly pulled to sit there.

"Ruyue, why are you going back so early? The second competition is not over, my nephew also participated, and I will see him later, and he will definitely be on the list. ”

"By the way, Ruyue, how about that scholar of the Tang family? How are you and Weimo looking? ”

"Does Weimo have a crush on him? I think that man is a talent, and he treats people and things well, and he is a good son-in-law. ”

Several noble ladies chattered and asked questions.

Song Ruyue was perfunctory for a while, and saw that she couldn't leave in advance, so she had to say to Luo Qingzhou, who was standing next to her: "You go to Weimo first, take care of Weimo with Qiu'er, and I'll go over later." ”

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and retreated.

But when he came to the seat just now, he suddenly found that Miss Qin Er was no longer there.

Qiu'er was still standing beside her.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and asked, "What about the second miss?" ”

Qiu'er replied: "I was just called away by Miss Song, and Miss Song said that she had something to say to the second miss." The slave was going to follow, but Miss Song didn't let her, saying that she would take care of Miss. ”

Luo Qingzhou frowned: "Miss Song? Song Zixi? ”

Qiu'er nodded.

Luo Qingzhou turned his head to look at the crowd, and didn't see them, but saw the girls who were just upstairs.

When he was upstairs, Song Zixi stayed with those few people.

At this time, how could she talk to Miss Qin Er alone? And while he and his mother-in-law were away?

Even if you want to whisper, there are empty seats in the corners of the hall.

"Qiu'er, have you seen where Miss Song took the second lady to?"

Luo Qingzhou suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

Qiu'er looked at the stairs not far away and said, "Miss Song helped the second lady, as if she had gone upstairs." ”

Luo Qingzhou's heart sank, and said, "You wait here, if the lady comes back, leave her here, don't go anywhere." ”

Qiu'er was stunned for a moment, and before she could answer, Luo Qingzhou had already left in a hurry and quickly went upstairs.

As soon as I went up to the second floor, I suddenly saw Song Zixi, who was wearing a blue dress, walking out of the cabin room in front of me alone.

When he saw him, Song Zixi hurriedly ran over, and said with an anxious face: "Young Master Luo!" Quick, go and see Weimo! She had just fainted in her room and seemed to be ill......"

Thank you for the alliance leader of the "scattered in the morning mist" boss! I've rewarded a few alliance leaders, thank you!

(End of chapter)