On the day of the poetry meeting, Han Jiangxue didn't go out too early, and only after counting that the hour was almost complete, she took Ziyue and the two of them on horseback together.

Han Jing was not too interested in the poetry meeting, and he happened to attend a more important occasion with Han Fengde today, so naturally he didn't plan to go to any poetry meeting.

As for Han Yajing's words, it is not good to get engaged now, and she walks around too much on those occasions outside as before. What's more, according to the rules, during the period after the engagement and before the marriage, she can no longer meet Zhang Haocheng. And Zhang Haocheng will definitely participate in the poetry meeting, so Han Yajing has to avoid suspicion, even if she wants to, she can't go.

Therefore, the Han family is the only one in the Han family today who runs leisurely to join in the fun.

In her previous life, Han Jiangxue really hadn't participated in any poetry meetings, and it wasn't that she didn't have the slightest interest, but at that time, her brother never went, and she didn't have the same kind of place at all, and it was difficult to find anyone to talk to, even if she was bored watching the excitement.

When she has free time in this life, she always reads more books attentively, and occasionally looks at poetry and songs. It's unlikely to be a significant improvement all at once, but at least it's not as boring and boring as it used to be.

What's more, this time it's not for fun, not for any other reason, but also for someone she wants to see over there.

The roads in the capital were already spacious, and there were not too many pedestrians on the streets at this time, so the horses walked very well, and it didn't take long to cross the two streets.

When she walked to West Street, Han Jiangxue stopped by holding on to the horse rope. Because a very familiar figure on the side of the road would be smiling at her, and it seemed that he had been waiting for her there.

"Miss, it's Mr. Mo!" Ziyue reminded in a low voice. There was a slight snicker in his tone, and his gaze at Han Jiangxue became meaningful.

Han Jiangxue saw Mo Li at a glance when she was far away, where would Ziyue remind her, but it was not good to be too reserved in front of this girl, so she said that she knew, and then drove to the side without hurrying.

After turning over and dismounting, Mo Li took the initiative to step forward and hold Han Jiangxue's horse. There was nothing to hide the embarrassment, and he said honestly: "I guess you will ride over, so I am waiting for you here." ”

Han Jiangxue looked sideways at Shang Moli. Blinked his big beautiful eyes twice, and said playfully, "I thought you would say that you met by chance?" ”

Mo Li said that he was waiting for her here, which made her very happy, and the feeling of being valued was really good. Especially this person is still Moli.

"I've been waiting for you here in the morning. Just in the same way. I thought so in my heart, so to speak, is Miss Han willing to go with Mo? Mo Li smiled, obviously infected by Han Jiangxue's playfulness, but the words were still true, but that kind of reality happened to be the most touching place.

"Okay, it's rare for someone to be so honest with you, and this girl will be approved!" Han Jiangxue smiled even more happily. Simply responded, and threw the appropriate reserve he had thought of before into the clouds early in the morning.

Ziyue on the side saw this. I couldn't help but smile and shake my head. There's no way, the eldest lady can't be hypocritical like this, but it's good to be straightforward and straightforward, as long as there is no right or wrong person!

With Han Jiangxue's order, the original group of two people became a group of three, and they didn't delay much on the road, and soon they got on their horses and went to the Xirong Marquis Mansion together.

Along the way, Mo Li briefly told Han Jiangxue about the general situation of this year's poetry meeting, among which there were two places that interested Han Jiangxue the most.

One of them is that this year's Xirong Marquis Mansion specially set up a place that is completely different from the poetry meeting in previous years, that is, several of the most famous opera masters in the capital were specially invited to compose music for the ten masterpieces that won the laurels at the poetry meeting, so that they were widely sung. This is undoubtedly very innovative, and it is also in line with the world's desire for fame and fortune, and the Xirong Marquis Mansion still knows how to attract attention and grasp people's hearts.

Second, and more importantly, this year's final selection of the first place from the ten laurel works is not an ordinary master, but the most prestigious in the Eastern Ming Kingdom, and even the most outstanding generation of Confucianism in the whole world - Zhou Lao.

Speaking of this old Zhou, it is not an ordinary talent, he is rich in five cars, talented in eight buckets, full of economy, and Bogu can ...... It is not an exaggeration for Han Jiangxue to use almost all the good words that he can think of on this old Zhou. Even the three-year-old Huangkou child in Dongmingguo knew that there was such a great Confucian, so Han Jiangxue naturally knew it.

Han Jiangxue has always had an extremely strong curiosity about this old Zhou, because she has never been able to imagine how deep a person's knowledge can be. She also heard the most vivid and appropriate words to describe Zhou Lao, that is: listening to his words is better than reading a book for ten years! It can be seen how powerful this person is.

And of course, not everyone is qualified to see such a great Confucian, which is more precious than a national treasure, and this time the Marquis of Xirong Mansion can have such a ability to invite Zhou Lao to make this final judgment, which is undoubtedly an extremely remarkable thing.

Although Zhou Lao will not show up at will when he comes to the poetry club, let alone anyone can see it, maybe only the last first place will have a chance, but being able to participate in the poetry meeting judged by Zhou Lao at the end is an honor for all participants.

After listening to this, Han Jiangxue couldn't help but sigh with emotion, at this time, he really regretted that he had too little knowledge and couldn't get the first, otherwise, he really wanted to see the old man of Zhou, and saying a few words to such a saint was a lifelong wish.

"You also want to see Zhou Lao?" Mo Li saw Han Jiangxue's extremely fascinated look, but he never thought that this girl would be so interested in a generation of Confucians.

"That's nature." Han Jiangxue and Mo Li rode side by side, walking neither fast nor slow.

For the former, she only has a real state of mind about composing music and singing on the spot, but she has a sense of divine admiration for Zhou Lao: "If I have the opportunity to meet this great sage in the future, I must ask him a question." ”

"What's the problem?" Mo Li was obviously more interested in Han Jiangxue's question, and he didn't know what special questions she had, so she had to see Zhou Lao for advice.

Seeing that Mo Li was quite curious, Han Jiangxue said with a smile: "It's not an important matter, and it's even a little nonsense, but I really want to ask him in person, as for what kind of answer it is, it's not so important." ”

Hearing this, Mo Li didn't ask anything more, adjusted his gaze and no longer looked at Han Jiangxue, but just smiled lightly and said as if talking to himself: "Maybe you can see him today." ”

Han Jiangxue naturally heard it, but she didn't think much about it, after all, she just talked casually when she saw Zhou Lao. What's more, for her, there is no real business that she has to see others, so it is a blessing to be lucky to be able to see it in the future, and it will have no impact if she doesn't have that opportunity.

Between idle talk, they soon arrived at the Xirong Marquis Mansion, although this poetry meeting has not officially begun, but they came relatively late.

The subordinates who arranged the reception of the Marquis of Xirong quickly led the horses down for them, and as soon as they entered the gate, a sweet-looking maidservant girl stepped forward to lead them to the back garden where the poetry meeting was held.

After walking a few steps, I saw Li Xingming hurriedly walking over here. Look at that look, it looks like someone has stepped on the tail, and the look is ugly.

Seeing this, Han Jiangxue didn't know what this guy had done again, and Li Xingming had already seen them when he was muttering. Li Xingming waved his hand at them, and then sped up and ran over.

After a while, Li Xingming arrived in front of them, stopped and went straight to Han Jiangxue and asked suspiciously, "Jiang Xue, why did you two come together?" ”

"I happened to meet the door, so we came in together, what? Is there a problem? Han Jiangxue didn't know when Li Xingming became so nosy, so the tone of his words was deliberately pinched twice.

"Nope! No problem, I'm just asking. Seeing that Han Jiangxue's tone was a little unkind, Li Xingming was as good as a stream, and he didn't ask much at the moment, let alone look at the two people in front of him as strangely as before.

After that, it was extremely rare and polite to nod towards Mo Li, as if he had something to say to Han Jiangxue alone, and wanted to break away from Mo Li, who was standing aside and was a little uninteresting, and let him go first.

Although Moli also nodded in response, he did not have the consciousness to leave first, which made Li Xingming a little anxious, and he opened his mouth to drive people away.

However, before he could do it, he saw Han Jiangxue and quickly asked: "Li Xingming, what's wrong with you, just now you ran fast with a black face as if you were being chased and killed, are you planning to stop participating in the poetry meeting and go back directly?" ”

Hearing this, Li Xingming's face was even more unsightly, and he was not in the mood to care if Mo Li was still there, so he blurted out a complaint to Han Jiangxue: "Don't mention it, it's right not to participate in such a broken poem!" Let's go, don't go in, if you go in, you'll only get bad luck! Let's find a place to drink tea and watch a play, so as not to be affected by these self-righteous and fart things! ”

Saying that, Li Xingming subconsciously wanted to pull Han Jiangxue to leave, but he had just raised his hand before Han Jiangxue could be touched, and Mo Li on the side stepped forward and stopped between the two.

"What happened to make the second son angry like this?" Mo Li patted Li Xingming's shoulder as he spoke, looking kindly asking to reassure him. (To be continued......)

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