Watching himself Li Shu swaying, shyly trotting past him, the young man outside the door was so congested that he couldn't figure out why his cousin was disdainful of his son, who was a second-class master, but he was courteous to such a boy who didn't know where he came from and looked mediocre!

I want to be literate and martial, and I want to be martial and martial, and I am one in a hundred, how can my cousin be willing to fall!

Outside the door, he came to Zhu Ping'an's room, stood there and pointed at Zhu Ping'an, and asked loudly: "Who are you?!" What a bold man, he dared to be so presumptuous to Miss Hou Mansion in the Hou Mansion"

Zhu Ping'an ignored Xingshi's questioning of the guilty year, and instead turned his gaze to Li Yanzhou, who was close behind.

How dare you ignore me?!

Seeing that Zhu Ping'an was ignoring him, Sao Nian's heart was full of anger, but before he could have a seizure, he heard this mediocre-looking kid who ignored himself speak.

"Uncle, who is this son?"

Zhu Ping'an's understatement instantly made that Sao Nian dumbfounded, what the hell, what is he called cousin Yan Zhou, uncle? ! What do you mean, could it be that if you think about Li Shu and Zhu Ping'an's actions again, Sao Nian guessed the truth of the matter at once, and then the whole person seemed to be struck by lightning.

When my aunt said earlier that she wanted to introduce Li Shu's cousin to herself, she was still a little hesitant at the time, this Li Shu was just the most unfavored young lady of the third old man in the Linhuai Hou Mansion, but after seeing Li Shu today, she was instantly shocked, this is the best of the best, several times more beautiful than the leading Oiran in the Peach Courtyard.

This kind of beauty should be worthy of her own civil and military talent!

Sao Nian only saw Li Shu's side, and made up his mind to agree to his aunt. But, Nima. What's going on with this big brother?

"Ahem, this is my cousin, Zheng Duo. The second son of my uncle, the political envoy of Zhejiang, Lord Zheng. Ahem, cousin, this, well, is Zhu Ping'an, the third uncle who married the fifth sister in the countryside. The third uncle of this family has just told the family, and he hasn't had time to tell you yet. ”

Zhou Fatzi coughed twice and introduced.

"Ah, Cousin Shu'er is married? Or is it rural? Zheng Duo didn't seem to be able to accept the news, and glanced Zhu Ping'an up and down. Both disdainful and indignant, "Cousin Shu'er is not born to the third uncle, why does the third uncle treat Cousin Shu'er like this, no, I can't watch Cousin Shu'er plant in the fire pit." ”

After finishing speaking, Zheng Duo seemed to feel the call of a sense of justice, and vowed to rescue Shu'er's cousin from the fire, and the whole person turned around and walked out with an indignant face, probably to find Mrs. Linhuai Hou or the old lady of the Hou Mansion.

"Cousin. Wait for me. Zhou Fatzi shouted, and also chased after him with a body of fat.

Zhu Ping'an looked at the figures of the two leaving, smiled slightly, and inexplicably came out of a "love rival". It is estimated that his life in the Hou Mansion will not be peaceful, but the soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and then bow his head and continue to eat his own food.

Things are similar to what Zhu Ping'an thought. As soon as I took a lunch break in the afternoon, a small servant came to tell Zhu Ping'an. It was said that Young Master Li Yanzhou, Young Master Zheng Duo, and Second Miss Hou Fu held a tea poetry party in Zhuyuan and invited Zhu Ping'an to participate.

Belch. So boring!

The fat man who kissed, the second ancestor who thought that Pan An was alive and Li Bai possessed, and the young lady who was intrigued in the back house, such a poetry club would only be the Chongyang Heroes Poetry Club in the Dream of Red Mansions at best.

However, Zhu Ping'an still overestimated this poetry meeting

The scene of the poetry meeting is quite like a thing, the charcoal cooking tea in the courtyard of several maids, there is a long pavilion in the bamboo garden, and a special table for poems is placed in the middle, and several ink treasures are hung in the long pavilion, which are probably found from the treasury to set off the atmosphere; The ground is covered with a thick carpet inlaid with gold wire, and a one-person high carved silk incense platform is placed next to the pillar. even let a little girl who is good at playing the piano play in public in the courtyard, and there are a lot of ribbons tied to the bamboo in the bamboo garden.

Several young ladies from the Hou Mansion, including Li Shu, were also present, and there was also a group of maids and old mothers waiting in the venue, and the bear children and little Lori from the Hou Mansion were also present to join in the fun.

When Zhu Ping'an was led into the bamboo garden by the little servant, the prince Zheng Duo was about to write a poem. Zheng Gongzi changed into a white brocade dress at the moment, spotless, very decent, and his hair was crowned with a good flawless jade, looking far a hundred times more modest than Zhu Ping'an's humble gentleman.

At this moment, Zheng Gongzi held his hands behind his back, his eyes were shining, his eyebrows were like ink, and the whole person seemed to have the courage of ten thousand people, as long as he opened his mouth, he could swallow Ling Yunzhi.

As soon as Zhu Ping'an went to the long pavilion, this Zheng Gongzi moved, the dragon flew and the phoenix danced, and the pen was a hearty poem:

"Song Peng Lai Pavilion"

It's a good Penglai Pavilion, and the gods sit on it.

The sun is warm, and the sea shines in the center.

Set up a drink by the window and sing to the sea.

If you compare the amount of alcohol, it is better to get drunk!

After finishing this poem, Zheng Gongzi put the brush in his hand on the inkstone, which was clean and neat, quite gentlemanly.

Zhu Ping'an walked up to the pavilion and saw this song Penglai Pavilion, this head-on artistic atmosphere, almost didn't make Zhu Ping'an choke in one breath.

The second and third ladies of the Hou Mansion read the poems made by this cousin, the corners of their mouths twitched, and they didn't say a word. Li Shu rolled her eyes and didn't want to look at it again.

But Zhou Fatzi shouted a few times, and of course, the little maids and old mothers around him also echoed the coaxing of good poems and good poems. Zheng Gongzi was complacent and quite complacent in the applause.

"Oh, isn't this a genius from the countryside, come on, come on, you can also take Penglai Pavilion as a limit, make a poem and take a look." After Zheng Gongzi saw Zhu Ping'an, his eyes lit up, and he asked Zhu Ping'an to make a poem as well.

What a Penglai Pavilion, singing to the sea this kind of poetry meeting, participate in a yarn! If you have this time, you might as well go back and read more books and prepare for the palace exam.

"Ahem, ahem, Zheng Gongzi is talented, Ping An is ashamed of himself and is not as good as that, Ping An still has important things to do, and he is out of company." Zhu Ping'an said a word with the corners of his mouth, then arched his hand towards everyone, turned around and left.

Looking at Zhu Ping'an's figure of turning away, Zheng Duo was a little incredible, this result came too easily. Zheng Duo led this poetry club originally wanted to show his talent in front of Li Shu, and by the way, he used his talent to crush Zhu Ping'an, so that Li Shu realized that he was a good match, but he didn't expect that the goal would be achieved so easily.

Look, Cousin Li Shu looks at me differently than she did just now.

Zheng Duo felt that it was necessary for him to make persistent efforts and come up with another poem to completely stabilize his reputation, so he walked back to the table again, picked up the brush and prepared to write another poem.

"I still have things to put in my room, you guys play slowly." Li Shu said lightly, and then led the little girl with the bun and left. (To be continued......)