The Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be so important, so naturally not everyone can participate.

The venue of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club has always been in the backyard of Zuichun Building, and in modern terms, Zuichun Building is the organizer of the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club.

The backyard of Zuichun Building is very large, and there are all kinds of osmanthus trees planted in it, Zhang Twelve because he has only been to Zuichun Building once, and he only stays in the building, so he naturally doesn't know this backyard.

Before each Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting, Zuichun Lou will send invitations to the young ladies who can participate in the poetry meeting in advance.

Those who can get invitations can be roughly divided into the following categories.

The first category is some famous talents and beauties in Liangzhou City, the second category is the children of families like Guo Liancheng and Wang Ba, and the third category is people like Lu Yuner, who are not very talented but have money in their families.

The meaning of this classification method is also very obvious.

The first type of people can improve the grade of the poetry club, the second type of people can increase the forced style of the poetry club, and the third type of people will not improve anything, but because every time the poetry meeting is held, these people's families will always give a lot of silver taels to Zuichun Lou, which can be regarded as advertising for their own business, and both sides take what they need, but they are very happy.

But these people are a minority after all, what about other people who want to join the poetry club?

This is going to talk about the admission ticket for the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club, ten taels of silver for one ticket!

When he heard the news, Zhang Twelve couldn't help but be speechless, paralyzed, this unscrupulous merchant has it in any era, why don't you grab it?

You must know that these ten taels of silver can buy four or five stones of rice in Datang, one stone of rice is equivalent to one hundred catties, just such a broken ticket, you can eat a family of three for a long time, how profitable!

Zhang Twelve naturally doesn't have so much silver, so he can only hope for Lu Yuner, as long as Lu Yuner takes the invitation to participate in the poetry meeting, then he, a reading boy, can naturally participate.

It's been a long time since I left the Qin family, and Zhang Twelve misses her lady who has only been in a relationship for a few days, thinking that she won the first place in the Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club last year, and she will definitely participate this year.

Zhang Twelve was already fantasizing about how to surprise the audience at the poetry meeting and regain Qin Yutong's attention.

So the top priority now is to convince Lu Yuner to participate in the poetry meeting!

Why persuasion? It's because our son Lu was caught by Lu Fujing last time he came back from Zuichun Building, and he didn't dare to go out casually.

Although Lu Fujing didn't beat him that time, he felt very lucky, but he didn't dare to challenge the authority of the female devil again in just a few days, if she settled the new and old accounts with herself-then wouldn't he be dead?

So resolutely no, no one can persuade it!

Lu Yuner's attitude was resolute, Zhang Twelve was not good at saying anything, and in the end he even resorted to the killer idea of not telling stories anymore, but Lu Yuner just hesitated for a moment - and then continued to be indifferent.

Zhang Twelve could only sigh how terrible this Lu Fujing used to be, so much so that now he can scare Lu Yuner like this without saying or doing anything!

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Although Lu Yuner didn't agree, Zhang Twelve didn't give up because he really wanted to go to the poetry club!

Don't write poems or not, don't talk about being famous for the time being, meet Qin Yutong that is the main thing, of course, on the basis of seeing Qin Yutong, write a small poem, make a nickname, and then accept a large wave of worship from the big girl and little daughter-in-law in Liangzhou City, it seems to be excellent!

The so-called capture of the thief first captures the king, and the so-called untie of the bell must be tied to the bell, Lu Yuner's work can't be done, so he can only retreat to the second best and do Lu Fujing's work first.

However, it seems that doing Lu Fujing's work is more difficult than doing Lu Yuner's work......

Hey, there's no way, man, just do it!

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Zhang's arithmetic method has been learned and used by Chen Qiaoxi and Lu Fujing, and the effect is obvious.

Speaking of which, Lu Fujing actually needs this arithmetic method more than Chen Qiaoxi, after all, Chen Qiaoxi only manages the affairs of the Lu Mansion, while Lu Fujing has to deal with the business of several restaurants, and the difficulty can be imagined.

In the past, just counting the accounts of several restaurants, Lu Fujing would be very busy, which is also the reason why she is grumpy.

In a girl's house, everyone else is chanting poetry and painting, and she lives a simple and happy life, but she has to show her face, busy with her chest and back, who can be in a good mood?

But since she learned this Zhang's arithmetic method, she summed up all the accounts in this way, it is not too simple, the original accounts that could not be sorted out in a few days can now be completed in less than a day.

So from the bottom of her heart, she admired Zhang Twelve who taught her this method, although she didn't say it, but she paid more and more attention to Zhang Twelve in her heart.

Things are originally interlocking, and Lu Fujing, who is instantly relaxed at work, is getting better and better, and her attitude towards Zhang Twelve is naturally getting better, no, how many days has Zhang Twelve not been kicked?

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That night, Zhang Twelve and Lu Fujing gathered in Chen Qiaoxi's wing room again, and then began to learn Zhang's arithmetic method again......

Lu Fujing is in a good mood, and occasionally humbly asks Zhang Twelve some questions that he doesn't understand, Zhang Twelve tries his best to show his most humorous, funny and approachable side, for fear of angering this female devil.

The atmosphere in the house is happy, if you don't make a move at this time, when will you stay?

"Miss Lu, have you talked to the little master recently?"

"Huh?"

Lu Fujing glanced at him, a little unsure of what he wanted to say.

"The little master has been studying very hard recently, and he has made great progress in composing poetry, but ......"

"Say whatever you want at once."

Lu Fujing glanced at him and said dissatisfiedly.

"However, the little master stays in Lu Mansion all day long, and he comes into contact with the same things every day, so he can't write any good works. A good poem must come from rich experience, Miss Lu doesn't understand poetry, maybe she doesn't understand ......"

"Who said I don't understand! Isn't it just writing poetry, I ......"

Seeing her aunt Chen Qiaoxi winking at herself, looking like she couldn't help laughing, Lu Fujing was embarrassed and couldn't speak.

Lu Fujing continued to stare at Zhang Twelve dissatisfied, and snorted coldly, thinking that it was great to be able to write poetry? I'll settle the score! - Uh, it seems that he can do it too, hey, who cares, anyway - it's amazing to be able to write poetry!

"Zhang Gongzi, I talked to Yun Er recently, and found that he is indeed much easier to learn than before, and this is all due to you. But what do you mean by that? I also know some poetry, I know that rhyme skills can be learned, but no one can teach experience, Yun'er is still young, and this lack is understandable. ”

Knowing that his niece's worst thing is poetry, Chen Qiaoxi hurriedly took over.

"Well, so I think that the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry meeting in a few days, the little master should not miss it."

Looking at the two women in front of him, Zhang Twelve was a little nervous.