On a bright spring afternoon, Lin Qiuyun, dressed in men's clothes, rushed to the direction of West Lake with Xiaolan, a personal maid who was also dressed as a scholar.

Her disguise was not successful, and she couldn't be seen from a distance, but if she was close, she could easily see the identity of her woman if she looked closely. No way, she is not a girl the age of cardamom, her body bones are gradually growing, and the pair of fullness on her chest is the biggest flaw.

If you change to a little girl and dress up well, it's really no different from a boy.

After all, most of the young men at this time will choose to study and gain fame, all of them are white and tender, and a tomboy in men's clothes is not too different from a young scholar. Subconsciously, it is easy to be deceived by that dress, and you will not notice anything wrong if you look at it in a hurry.

But it's nothing, choosing men's clothing is mainly to not be eye-catching, so that people can see that it's not a big deal.

Today is the West Lake Poetry Club, and the two major poetry societies compete with each other, and they must be able to produce a lot of good poems. Lin Qiuyun had nothing to do, so she also planned to go out and come to the scene of this poetry meeting.

She didn't have much feeling about the scene of the talented people splashing ink, but she had nothing to do, so she would bring Xiaolan over here to have a lively time and read a few good poems and words.

Lin Qiuyun was walking, and she was also thinking about things in her heart, which was related to Li Qian.

That day, Shen Tianyou had already told her and her father what Li Qian said without missing a word, and even Li Qian's demeanor and movements at that time, his cousin said it vividly.

The words of the people have been made very clear, he Li Qian has no intention of career at all, he only likes the idyllic life of "picking chrysanthemums under the east fence and leisurely seeing Nanshan", if you want to climb the high branches, you still have to die of this heart.

Lin Beiji has no choice this time, he regrets not being at the beginning, why should he be in a hurry to withdraw from the marriage?

In his opinion, Li Qian's unintentional words were just an excuse to persuade him to give up. In these years, how many young people can really look down on fame and fortune?

Lin Qiuyun didn't think so, but felt that Li Qian's reason was somewhat true.

If a person is really so enthusiastic about fame, how could he make the act of running away from the Legendary Ceremony? It was a grand gathering of the jinshi!

However, she also believes that Li Qian really wants to quit this family business, and the reason is probably that he looks down on himself and feels that he is no different from his father. At that time, he said that the Lin family should not surrender themselves, but it is a pity that his father couldn't listen to his words------

Thinking about this, it is not because of her true feelings for Li Qian, maybe she has never even admired his talent and learning. She never felt that the so-called fame was so important, was it because she got it too easily?

But isn't it, since the marriage event has been decided, the Li family should not make a move to regret the marriage, which is related to the face of the reader. On this kind of major issue of right and wrong, even a Zhishi eunuch like Li Qian can't be his own master.

In other words, eighty percent of myself still wants to become Mrs. Jinshi, and my husband is a famous first talent in Zhejiang------ hehe, what is the use of this head except for being able to grow the face of the Lin family? Isn't it ridiculous that the marriage has been set for so long, but I, the unmarried wife, have never met my husband?

Lin Qiuyun is different from other little girls, she doesn't have much admiration for those so-called talents, of course she likes good poetry, but she just likes poetry, and it has nothing to do with who the poet is.

"Huh?"

Xiao Lan behind him shouted abruptly, pointed to the front and said, "Miss, look! ”

Lin Qiuyun looked in the direction she was pointing and saw that a kite had landed on the ground a few feet in front of her, and there seemed to be dense words and phrases on it.

Xiaolan ran a few steps quickly, stepped forward to pick up the kite, and after taking a look, she exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, Miss, there is a poem on it, this character is really beautifully written, better than Young Master Shen's handwriting!" ”

Lin Qiuyun shook her head and smiled, the fuss girl, her cousin's handwriting is not very good, it is slightly inferior to herself, let alone some famous talents in Hangzhou.

However, at this time, I heard the maid read: "Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, but the fame cannot be forgotten!" Where will the past and the present meet? The grass in the barren mound is gone------"

Lin Qiuyun savored it carefully, and felt that this poem seemed to be not bad, so she took it into her hand and read it seriously, her thin lips opened lightly, and she recited the words on it.

"Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only gold and silver can't forget! In the end, I only hated to gather much, and when I got to the end, my eyes were closed------"

"Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only the wife can't forget it! On Jun's birthday, he said kindness, and Jun died and went with others------"

"Everyone in the world knows that the gods are good, only children and grandchildren can't forget it! There are many infatuated parents in ancient times, who has seen filial piety to their children and grandchildren? ”

She found that at first glance, the poem looked a bit like a casual limerick, and it was very catchy. But after reading it carefully, you will find that it is full of deep meaning, and the talent of the poet is secondary.

It was only at this time that Lin Qiuyun realized that the word "beautiful" in Xiaolan's mouth was difficult to praise this good word. After he read it carefully, he felt that this was comparable to his cousin's handwriting, and over time, maybe he could really compare his cousin's handwriting------

There are some small words at the back of the poem, which look like some annotations, Lin Qiuyun continued to look at it: "The burrow room is empty, and the wat was full of beds back then." Withered grass and dry soup, once a song and dance field ------"

"Because of the small yarn hat, the shackles are carried, yesterday I was sorry for the cold, and now I think the purple python is long. Roll your song and I will appear, mortals are hometowns. It's ridiculous, and in the end it's all a wedding garment for someone else------"

"It's a strange literati."

Lin Qiuyun smiled, handed the kite to Xiaolan, and instructed: "You take it first, if someone comes to claim this kite later, it will be returned to others, and if no one comes to pick it up------ it will be better to keep it." ”

Xiaolan was a little reluctant, seeing that the poetry meeting was about to start, could it be that their master and servant were going to stand stupidly under the sun and wait for someone?

Lin Qiuyun saw her pouting, thought about it and changed her mind, and said with a smile: "Since you are not happy, then let's not wait, a kite is just a kite, it is not worth a few dollars, and that person may not come to find it." ”

Looking up at the West Lake in front of her, Lin Qiuyun continued to walk forward, but her footsteps suddenly stagnated.

It seems that ------ the evaluation he made to Li Qian also belongs to the category of weirdos?

At that time, I should have said: "What a different Jinshi ------"

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Not long after Lin Qiuyun's master and servant walked on the front foot, Li Qian led a pair of maids and a seven or eight-year-old nephew to arrive.

"Where's the kite?"

Zi Pei looked around for a while, his little face was full of doubts, and muttered: "I just saw that the kite fell here, why is it gone-------

Bao'er tilted her little head, pouted a little unhappily, and complained to Zipei: "Sister Zipei, could it be that you are dazzled?" ”

"Not really!"

Zipei's eyes turned around again, but there was still no shadow of the kite.

Li Qian was also a little puzzled, in fact, he also saw that the kite fell in this direction, but he was embarrassed to say. In that case, doesn't it seem that your young master is as stupid as Zipei, a simple little girl? That's so shameless!

Could it be that ------ kite was picked up by someone else?

Thinking like this, Li Qian couldn't help but think of the story of "Kite Mistake".

The story is probably about a talented man named Xie Shixun, who was entrusted by a relative friend who did not learn and liked to be vassal, and composed a poem for him on a kite, and then when Qi You flew a kite, it happened to fall into a beautiful home. After seeing the poems on the kite, this lady admired and even admired the talent of the poet------

It's a very vulgar and bloody section, everyone is beautiful, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, of course, I prefer a talented man with poetry and calligraphy.

The story continues - so, everyone's ladies also wrote poems on the kite, and then flew the kite, and put the kite in the talent's house very "scheming------ Li Qian felt that the ancients were really full and had nothing to do, and it was so hard to fall in love, wouldn't it be better to meet and make an appointment directly?

Well, the genius soon saw the poem on the kite, so he inscribed a poem again and continued to fly the kite------

However, this time, the luck of the talented man was not good, and the kite was picked up by everyone's beautiful sister. This sister is tricky and willful, extremely ugly------ Li Qian once suspected that the two of them were not sisters, otherwise in the same gene, how could one be as beautiful as a flower and the other as ugly?

Mmmm, there must be a neighbor surnamed Wang living next door to their house!

In the end, this sister was even more scheming than her sister, so she ran directly to her arms and gave her a hug, what did she send for thousands of miles------

There was a mistake in the kite, and the mandarin duck score was wrong. Of course, in order not to hurt the young and fragile glass hearts of talented and beautiful people, the person who made up this story finally gave a happy ending, anyway, it was a big bowl full of dog blood.

Li Qian has always believed that this story is a warning to young boys and girls who are in love, and there is a truth that there is no reason to be quick and slow. Don't learn from Xie Shixun's nerd, otherwise reality will give you a hard slap in the face, and the ending of a lover who eventually becomes a family will not fall on you------

At the moment, Li Qian only hopes that the person who picks up his kite is a beautiful lady who is beautiful and fragrant, and ------ country and city, not a rough man who picks his feet.

The kite should not be able to be found, so Li Qian didn't bother to continue looking for it, so he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let's go back and buy two more------

After a sudden pause, Li Qian pointed ahead and frowned, "Why is it so lively on the edge of the West Lake today?" Let's go and have a look, maybe it's more interesting than flying a kite. ”