A few little girls at the door were like lucky cats, holding their hands together and saying auspicious words, but their small bodies were blocked at the door, just not letting Zhu Ping'an enter.

The formation of these girls blocking the door was clearly arranged.

In other words, if he can't even enter the cave room, it is estimated that Ming'er's mother Chen will pull herself early in the morning, take herself to the ancestral hall, and let herself kneel in front of the neatly arranged ancestral tablets to repent.

There are three unfilial pieties, and no queen is great. You can't even enter the cave room, and see what kind of face you have to face your ancestors and ancestors

Even the words of his mother, Chen, can be imagined.

Therefore, no matter what you do later, at least you have to go to the cave room first, and then you can get by with your parents when you enter the cave room.

Looking at the six beckoning cat girls blocking the door, Zhu Ping'an shook his head and smiled slightly, and then put his hand into his pocket again under their excited little eyes, and then groped for a while.

The little girls saw that Zhu Ping'an was going to give everyone red envelopes again, and they were all excited, just like a puppy waiting for the owner's big bones.

did not disappoint them, when Zhu Ping'an took his hand out of his pocket, a stack of red envelopes appeared in his hand again.

The six little girls were like puppies that saw bones, blinking their bright eyes and looking directly at the red envelope in Zhu Ping'an's hand.

"Thank you for your blessings, and a little bit of interest in expressing your heart."

Zhu Ping'an looked at the six beckoning cats and nodded, then shook the red envelope in his hand in front of everyone, and then sprinkled it on their heads.

It's raining red envelopes.

The beckoning cat girls who are all at the door saw the red envelopes falling from the sky, and they pouted their little farts to grab the red envelopes with excitement.

Zhu Ping'an took advantage of the fact that these girls were pouting their butts and grabbing the red envelope, so he walked two steps faster, passed through the second gate between them, and walked into the second courtyard smoothly.

"Ah, my uncle is in."

A little girl who grabbed two red envelopes, as soon as she looked up, she saw that her aunt had already walked into the courtyard, and she couldn't help but knock her head with remorse.

"Huh? Why did you go in so quickly, Miss will definitely blame us" The other little girls also looked remorseful.

"It's all your greed." There is a little girl who complains about the first girl to grab the red envelope.

"You've robbed it too." Not to be outdone, that girl was not to be outdone.

Then, the six little girls could only look at Zhu Ping'an's figure walking forward, regretting that they were greedy.

The joy in the courtyard is even stronger, rich bamboo, roses, lilies, lover's grass and some colorful flowers render the festive atmosphere, rose petals pave a path, adding a feeling of daughter's boudoir, rouge gouache is relatively stronger.

"Congratulations to my uncle, my uncle is auspicious."

The second-class girl guarding in the second courtyard should be the second-class girl of the Li family, who is two years older than the six girls just now, and is better dressed, after Zhu Ping'an walked into the second courtyard, these second-class girls came to Zhu Ping'an in small steps, put their hands on their waists and bent their knees to say hello.

"Rejoice, rejoice." Zhu Ping'an replied.

The old rule is to send red envelopes first, Zhu Ping'an reached out and took out a few red envelopes to send to these second-class girls. Generally speaking, the wedding day of the groom is almost equivalent to a fortune boy, no matter what you do with a red envelope, you will never go wrong with a red envelope.

"Uncle Giggle is a famous genius in our Ming Dynasty, why do you always send these copper-smelling things."

"That's it, my uncle is a champion, how can he send us away with these mundane things."

A few second-class girls at the door giggled and shook their heads, they didn't receive red envelopes, they had other tasks on their minds.

"Oh, what do you say?" Zhu Ping'an, who had long been mentally prepared, smiled slightly, not surprised by their behavior at all.

"Naturally, it's a pen and ink article, my uncle is the champion, and my writing talent is naturally the best, if my uncle's pen and ink article satisfies my young lady, the slaves and maids will let my uncle go in to see my young lady."

A second-class girl at the front listened to Zhu Ping'an's inquiry, nodded vigorously, and then said with a smile.

"That's it, that's it, my uncle has taken the top prize, of course I have to write an article."

"I want to write poems, lyrics, and articles for my young lady, and when I write well, my young lady is satisfied, and my uncle can go in to see my young lady."

"Uncle has to show the talent of the top student, if he doesn't write well, Uncle Giggles Jinluan Hall enters, but the cave room can't be entered."

The rest of the girls chattered and agreed, saying that Zhu Ping'an was the champion of the Ming Dynasty, and they all wanted Zhu Ping'an to write poetry and articles, and then they took them to Li Shu to see, if the pen and ink articles written made Li Shu satisfied, they let Zhu Ping'an in, if they couldn't write well, then they couldn't get in.

Oh, it turns out that this level is Wen, Zhu Ping'an smiled and nodded.

Writing poetry articles is not difficult for Zhu Ping'an, and he can be admitted to the top prize, which is the first place in pen and ink articles, and he is in an absolute advantage in this regard. In addition, he has hundreds of years of experience ahead of them, and there are countless excellent poetry articles in the Qing Dynasty and modern times.

Therefore, Zhu Ping'an has no pressure on this.

"Uncle, there is a pen, ink, paper, inkstone here, and a burning incense, and my uncle has to finish it before the incense is burned; If it's time later, I'll have to grieve my uncle to live in the guest room, giggles."

"Uncle, there is only time for a stick of incense."

"It's written, but it's not okay if you're not satisfied."

A few girls chirped and led Zhu Ping'an to a position on the side of the second door, where there was a set of tables and chairs with red happy characters, and a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone were placed on the table. There was a red candle burning on the table, and there were two big red lanterns beside it, and under the light of the red candles and lanterns, the tables and chairs were bright and bright.

"The slave maid gives my uncle to study ink"

A little girl also volunteered to help Zhu Ping'an study ink, rolled up her sleeves to reveal a piece of her wrist, her skin looked very fair and delicate under the light of the candlelight, and it could be seen that she was carefully maintained.

"Thank you, I'll do it myself."

Zhu Ping'an shook his head, politely rejected the girl's kindness, sat down and took the inkstone with his hand, and was thinking about what to write while studying the ink.

Li Shu is not an ordinary girl.

This girl's intelligence and black belly have been seen since she was a child. It is estimated that it is difficult to impress this girl with ordinary poetry and song articles.

But the good news is that this girl likes herself. Although I don't understand the reason, this girl seems to have liked herself for a long time, if it weren't for the fact that she tasted Li Shu's cooking with the taste of her chef on the island, it is estimated that she would not have discovered this secret by now. Of course, from one side, it shows that Li Shu's mind is difficult to guess.

A woman's heart is needle-piercing, and it is not so simple to write a pen and ink that satisfies Li Shu. (To be continued.) )