However, Rong Yin didn't have time to care what everyone thought, she just wanted to end the banquet and go home quickly.

Chu Changjian helped Aunt Zhang to the courtyard and let go of Aunt Zhang's hand outside the courtyard.

Although Zhang Yining was a little disappointed in her heart, she also understood that she was just a concubine, and the master was already very satisfied with him like this now.

The banquet begins.

Everyone congratulated Zhou Jingya on her happy birthday in unison.

"I wish the Lord of Jingya a happy birthday, long live the boundless."

(As mentioned before, Zhou Jingya has the status of the county lord, and the identity of the county lord is more noble than that of Mrs. Chu, so others respect her as the county lord.) ）

The gifts given by the guests from outside are not easy to display, and they have all been registered and sent to Zhou Jingya's courtyard.

Now the aunts who are going to show are all yards. and gifts prepared by the concubines and concubines.

It is worth mentioning that Aunt Li's brainless behavior angered the old lady before. Even Chu Changjian now dislikes her extremely much. Although the old lady let her out, Aunt Zheng arranged Aunt Li at the end of the banquet in order not to touch the old lady's brows.

However, it is a coincidence that because Aunt Li's Chu Wentao is the eldest son, in this male-inferior society, women only start to offer gifts after men finish their gifts.

Where did Aunt Li and Chu Wentao prepare any gifts?

Everyone focused on the two of them, and without a gift, he had the idea to read a poem to Zhou Jingya.

"Mother, today is your birthday. As a son, you know what you don't lack on weekdays. Therefore, I did not prepare any special gifts, but only prepared a poem to dedicate to my mother, hoping that my mother would be happy. ”

When Zhou Jingya heard that there was no gift, she was immediately not interested.

Of course, in order to avoid people saying that she is a person who values money. He nodded happily and agreed.

"Since Wen Tao, you are so hearted, let's start practicing."

"I sincerely pray for the morning sun to be warm in spring, and the words of congratulations are willing to express my heart. Wen Taowu drew a blueprint, elegant and beautiful, and his heart was lofty. In the warm spring season of April, relatives and friends present birthday gifts. Quickly burn the birthday candle, and the musician has a bright future. The sky is high and the sky is dark, and he is willing to ask the male and female with the black bird! They can't stop accommodating the younger generations, why should they laugh at it. The red sweat horse should be empty in the north of Hebei, and the white-headed pig is ashamed of Liaodong. The suburbs are infinitely parked, and the sunset is far away from the wind. Hongfei spreads its wings and thousands of mountains, how can Haotian deduce for thousands of years? The old man is helpless to be determined by nature, and the sun and the moon are always in love. Hurry up and let the song go, don't laugh, and the music will be drunk with wine! ”

After a poem, everyone felt incredible about Chu and Chu Wentao's writing.

Although outsiders can't detect anything, everyone in the Chu family knows it. The eldest young master, Chu Wentao's mediocre poetry was definitely not made by him.

"Did you make this poem yourself? Wen Tao. ”

Chu Changjian immediately heard the difference of this poem, so after reading the poem, he was the first to speak.

"If you go back to your father, your son did it himself."

Chu Wentao was a little trembling when Chu Changjian asked such a question. It is true that this poem was not made by him, but he read it in a book.

I have to say that this Chu Wentao is really bold, and he can use the poems in the book.

"Master Chu, the eldest prince's literary brilliance is really flying, this Chu Mansion is all dragons among people!"

"Where, Mrs. Chen, you praised, the dog is just a little clever."

Others were also amazed by Chu Wentao's poem, but Rouge did hear it.

She once read this poem on a lonely book, which was unfortunately sent a few days ago, and was printed by Zhao's bookstore and circulated for everyone to read.

"Young Master Chu, where do I seem to have heard this poem?"

What Rouge hates the most in his life is to take other people's fruits as his own, and this Chu Wentao is so shameless that he actually said that the poems recorded in the solitary book were written by himself.

It's too daring.

Rouge's question, Chu Wentao suddenly panicked.

"Miss Rouge, what are you talking about? That's what I wrote this poem. ”

Chu Wentao won't admit it, he can't admit it even if he is killed, if he admits that his poetry comes from elsewhere, wouldn't he lose face?

"Oh, is it? I may have misremembered, but I can memorize the poem. Young Master Chu, it seems that you still have a paragraph to memorize.

Sincerely pray for the morning sun to be warm in spring, and the greetings are willing to express the heart. Wen Taowu drew a blueprint, elegant and beautiful, and his heart was lofty. In the warm spring season of April, relatives and friends present birthday gifts. Quickly burn the birthday candle, and the musician has a bright future. The sky is high and the sky is dark, and he is willing to ask the male and female with the black bird! They can't stop accommodating the younger generations, why should they laugh at it. The red sweat horse should be empty in the north of Hebei, and the white-headed pig is ashamed of Liaodong. The suburbs are infinitely parked, and the sunset is far away from the wind. Hongfei spreads its wings and thousands of mountains, how can Haotian deduce for thousands of years? The old man is helpless to be determined by nature, and the sun and the moon are always in love. Hurry up and let the song go, don't laugh, and the music will be drunk with wine! Invite friends to the paradise, the moonlight candlelight never sleeps. Poetry is celebrating today's Huadan, and I wish happiness and peace. Haotian Guangyu sent Feihong, happy birthday and strong affection. The weather is sunny and good, and the flowers bloom and settle calmly. Nana is a fair woman, and she is out of the ordinary. The weather is new, and the scenery is infinitely rainbow! ”

Rouge memorized this poem from beginning to end, and the poem that Chu Chu Wentao said just now, it is true that the first part is exactly the same, but there are a few more sentences at the end.

Everyone whispered after listening to what Rouge said.

This old lady and Chu Changjian were about to go crazy, they obviously believed in Rouge.

How could a person who is usually a bit stupid make such a delicate and wonderful poem? Moreover, the poem is obviously not finished, but Rouge said the following poems together, which is not obvious to plagiarism.

"Wen Tao, go down!"

In order to prevent Chu Wentao from being embarrassed, Mrs. Chu directly asked him to go down.

Where will Chu Wentao, who has a tendon, go down? Isn't that an admission to plagiarism?

"That poem was really written by myself, grandmother, you have to believe your grandson! This Miss Rouge must be looking at our Chu family unpleasantly, so to speak, his purpose in doing this is to disgrace the Chu family, and want me to lose face, grandmother. ”

"Presumptuous, how can the niece of this palace allow you to slander?"

Rong Yin was angry, this Chu family was like a farce.

"The princess is angry, the princess is angry! My grandson is not sensible, and the old man let him go down. ”

"Old lady, you don't have to let me go down, I would like to hear how his poetry is written. I'm sure Rouge can't be mistaken. ”

After Rong Yin finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Rouge again.

"Rouge, you say, where did you see this poem?"

"This poem is a one-of-a-kind book, do you remember the book of Zhao's poems that my grandfather helped me find? This poem is from it, I have never read it in the book next to me before, I sent this book to the shop a few days ago, and asked Steward Pei to print a few more copies and sell them in the shop. ”

"Young Master Chu, then you said that this poem was written by yourself, so do you have any credentials? But what kind of manuscript or something? ”

"Back to the princess, this poem was improvised by me, and there is no manuscript, just a feeling."

"Oh, then, I'll send someone to the shop to see if there's this poem in that book. As soon as you come and go, it will delay the effort, so let's skip this paragraph first and continue with the following process. ”

The princesses have spoken, what else do they have to say?

This Chu Wentao is cold sweat, and his back is full of sweat, which is even more cold in winter.

Although the banquet was held in the courtyard, thick felt cloth was used to shield the cold wind from the cold wind on all sides, so as to prevent the cold wind from hitting the nobles in the courtyard.

However, Chu Wentao was sweating profusely.

However, Zhou Jingya, as the protagonist of this banquet, did not express any opinions. She didn't like any young master and young lady other than the one she gave birth to.

She was more than happy to see them make jokes, except for their appearances.

Chu Wenyu, who was immersed in eating, said casually, "Idiot." ”

Indeed, even Chu Wenyu knew that this poem could not have been written by Chu Wentao, and he was still arguing there. What's the point?

Chu Wentao wanted to stop the princess from sending someone to get the Zhao manuscript, but he couldn't stop it, so he could only return to his seat and sit down, but he was really anxious and couldn't sit still.

When everyone else saw this, they knew the answer in their hearts.

The old lady and Chu Changjian only felt that this Chu Wentao was too much of an eyesore, and they couldn't wait to stare out two blood holes in him.

The next thing that followed was the gift of Aunt Zheng and Chu Wenshuang.

Aunt Zheng took out a pair of jade Ruyi, and Chu Wenshuang took out an embroidered pillow.

Just now, after everyone returned to their seats from Chu Wentao, they were all snickering, thinking that the second young master of the Chu family would give some great gift, but the jade Ruyi given by his aunt was still very good, and he gave an embroidered pillow, which made everyone laugh again.

Even Rouge looked at him with a playful expression.

Chu Wushuang was not afraid of everyone's ridicule, so he explained unhurriedly.

"Mother, I know that my mother is pregnant with a little brother. I couldn't sleep well every night, so I gave this pillow, the pillow core of this pillow is made of Su Yu to sleep very peacefully, and I asked the monks in the temple to open the light for this pillow, which will definitely give my mother a good night's sleep. ”

For this gift, Zhou Jingya likes it very much. But as Chu Wushuang said, she couldn't sleep well every night.

"Madam, I gave this jade Ruyi in the hope that Madame can give birth to the little master safely and smoothly. This jade ruyi means auspiciousness. It hints at the deep blessing of the lady. ”

"Very good, Aunt Zheng and Wushuang have thoughts."

I didn't expect this small embroidered pillow to have so many functions, and he also asked the monk to open the light, it is conceivable that the second young master of the Chu family is indeed very respectful to his mother, and he is a good child who is filial.

Next it was Chu Wenyu's turn.

"It's your birthday today, and I have nothing to prepare for you. I'm going to buy you a necklace, I hope you like it. ”

Pure music opens. There is one left in the boxes prepared in advance. Necklace in yellow gold and rubies. The luster of the ruby is particularly rich against the background of gold.

"Mother. I know you don't lack anything. But I'm a son, and I still want to give you a birthday present, I hope you like it. ”

How could you not like a gift from your son?

"I like it very much, I like it very much, Wenyu, you make my mother happy too much."

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Chu Wenyu has given Zhou Jingya a gift.

In Zhou Jingya's opinion, whatever her son gave her, even if it was a needle or a thread, she liked it very much.

Chu Jingting and Aunt Hu prepared a jade bracelet and a pair of jade earrings.

"Mother, I have nothing to give you, I have prepared a jade bracelet and a pair of jade earrings with my aunt, I hope you like it."

The next person opened the brocade box, and the emerald green inside seemed to be about to drip out, which was a good jadeite.

"Okay, Jing Ting has grown up and has a heart, Aunt Hu is really good at teaching!"