One after another, the guests arrived, Pei Zhixian personally stood in the inner house to greet him, and the ladies of each family were quite flattered, and the Miss Chang family, who had passed the house for the first time, was not easy to avoid when she saw this, so she shyly followed behind her mother and stepped forward to meet the elders.

It's about his own daughter, and Mr. Yunnong is also here.

The kind Miss Chang family of Pei Zhixian nodded, turned her head to him and smiled: "Today's feast, although I took the opportunity to meet and have a deep talk because of my estrangement from Mr., I have heard for a long time that Ling loves ice and snow and is talented, and I hate to understand it for no reason. Today, my niece is here, and I want to take the rare opportunity to listen to the fragrance of the boudoir and talk about it for a while, so I dare to fight. ”

Without waiting for Mr. and Mrs. Chang Yunnong to answer, Miss Chang timidly replied: "The younger generation can only graffiti, I am afraid that the elders will not like it, and I am afraid that Uncle Lao Pei will be so solemn."

Pei Zhixian was very happy when he heard that although she was shy at a young age, her response was good, so he stopped talking and walked out with a smile.

In the outer study, Shen Kan and Shen Xiangdao stood there like wood, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Because of Mr. Yunnong's presence, Pei Zhixian coughed lightly, and admonished in a serious manner: "The article is the foundation of the body, although you should concentrate on it." However, poetry is also a six arts, and it cannot be abolished, so the two virtuous nephews must be proficient, right?"

"Poetry?" Shen Kan muttered in his heart, then do I take the modern style, or the ancient style?

Compared to his whole person, Shen Xiangdao was as nervous as he was in front of his future father-in-law, and his legs trembled.

When they came, the two wives repeatedly told him that they were worried that his appearance would not be liked by Mr. Yunnong, so they must be calm when answering each other. Therefore, now Shen Kan deliberately did not react to Pei Zhixian's words for the sake of his brother, so that Xiangdao could ask for a lottery first.

After all, Shen Xiangdao was a child of the big clan, nervous and nervous, and reacted quickly, and immediately replied: "How dare the little nephew speak well? However, the leisure is dual, and the little text is ugly. ”

This answer was decent, and Pei Zhixian was also worried that he would say the wrong thing, so he nodded and stopped asking, and invited Mr. Yunnong to go in and sit down.

In fact, Mr. Yunnong knew that his friend's son was not good-looking, a little black and fat, not good at talking, and he was silent since he was a child, but what he valued most was that this child was kind by nature, there was no bad intentions, and he was also very good at playing chess.

This is very important, being good at playing chess undoubtedly shows that this child is not stupid at all, even if he can't be an official because of his character, if he plays chess well, he will be able to have a place in the local gentry class in the future, and as for inheriting the family business, it is naturally not a problem, Shen Xiangdao is an only son.

At the moment, the two elders were eating and chatting, and Shen Kan and Shen Xiangdao were accompanied by the brothers without taste......

When the wine was half-drunk, I saw Pei Zhixian suddenly stop his glass, and said slowly: "Since ancient times, men want to have a room, and women want to have a family. However, they are either obsessed with the words of their parents, or enchanted by the opinions of others, often willing and unwilling, which makes the parties hesitate and even regret for life.

Today, the old man views the two virtuous nephews, elegant and elegant, not ashamed of Wang Xie, and the two nieces of Chang Wu are dignified and slender, worthy of the emperor, so I mean to be an old man, holding the red line, saying that the beauty of the two families. But I am afraid that you and other younger generations will hinder our elders and not be able to spit out, so that they are willing or unwilling, which is contrary to the old man's painstaking heart, so today I specially prepared a topic here, asking two virtuous nephews and two virtuous nieces, each endowed with a seven-word poem, to view the talent with poetry, to poetry Mingzhi, in the end willing or unwilling, then I will see for a while, I will not make him regret it in the future, I don't know what Mr. Chang thinks?"

Mr. Yunnong smiled and said, "The adult's move is clear, and it also gives a few of their children a chance to confide. Since ancient times, the good media called Yue Lao, hehe, I'm afraid that Yue Lao doesn't have this carefulness, Chang is very grateful. ”

This is completely polite words, but Shen Kan didn't know Mr. Yunnong's intentions, and his heart jumped suddenly, and he secretly said that he regretted it? Asked Uncle Pei to borrow the exam and refused? Isn't that even a danger to me?

"No, it won't." Shen Kan is very confident in himself and Zixian, as long as they both show their hearts, unless Zixian is forced by her mother's pressure.

Xiangdao is going to be dangerous, after all, he and Miss Chang have never met, and I am afraid that the first impression will not be able to pass.

If you can't get by, you can't get by, Shen Kan didn't take it to heart, the woman was unwilling, it was normal.

What happened to Zixian?

At that moment, he followed into the inner house in a daze, and Yiren was behind the screen, but he couldn't communicate...... Just when he was frowning and thinking, Pei Zhixian ordered someone to take out the two brocade notes made of white silk, and put one of them in front of him.

Shen Kan stared at the white silk like jade, his brows were tightly locked, and a brush and inkstone were placed beside him.

At this time, Pei Zhixian repeated the preface to the female dependents present, and everyone thought it was reasonable, so Wu Zixian and Miss Chang also had a brocade paper in front of them.

Pei Zhixian said loudly: "Marriage matters, don't be hasty, you start composing poems."

Incense was lit in the incense burner on one side, and after Pei Zhixian finished speaking, he pulled Mr. Chang nearby to continue drinking. Shen Kan, who was frowning, first glanced at the screen, but still couldn't see anything, so he casually opened the white paper covered on the brocade paper and looked at the title on the white satin - "Flowers Bloom and Bloom".

The topic is simple and clear, but it is not easy to write, Shen Kan thought about how to write......

A poem of seven laws is naturally difficult for him, the problem is that if Mrs. Wu doesn't like him, no matter how good the poem is, it is useless, and if you don't object, it doesn't hurt even if it's mediocre.

"In any case, you can't fall into clichés, just take it as the last time to write poems to Zixian." Shen Kan quickly made a decision and resolutely put pen to paper.

However, he has already developed a habit of writing, always making a draft first, revising it carefully, and then writing it officially.

Inadvertently let his brother come out on top, Shen Xiangdao was honest and obedient, and asked me to write it, and I wrote it, and the incense had not burned to half an inch, and he had already gotten up and sent the brocade paper to Pei Zhixian's table.

Seeing that he was so talented, Pei Zhixian was immediately overjoyed, smiled and asked him to take a seat, and before he could unfold it to watch, he saw two maids walking out from behind the screen, one holding a brocade paper in his hand.

At this time, Shen Kan had already jumped up, after all, it was not an essay, it was just a few crosses, and it didn't take long to make a draft.

Pei Zhixian was completely relieved, and smiled at Mr. Chang: "Regardless of the poem for the time being, the talents of several children seem to be comparable, you can have a drink for this and watch it again."

"Not bad." Mr. Yunnong happily raised his glass, and couldn't help but feel a little proud in his heart, as if this kid compared his brother to his brother, hoping that poetry could be better.

They each ate a glass of wine, and looked at each one in order.

"Flower Moon Feiqing" - Shen Xiang Daojing.

Born with a flower moon is a deep fate, and the moon is accompanied by flowers every year.

The silver moon shines on the spring of flowers, and the delicate flowers send smoke on a moonlit night.

The moonlight sprinkles the flowers before they bloom, and the flowers are beautiful and the moon is full.

The moonlight flowers often do not change, and the ancient and modern flowers and moonscapes are boundless.

Melt the sea of flowers and read at night, Lang Lang makes the moon full.

The moon adds the sound of books and flowers, and a curtain of flowers gets the spirit of the moon.

The flower moon accompanies me, and invites the flower to become neighbors with the moon.

Outside the flowers, the people under the moon are flying, and they have a life together.

Pei Zhixian read it carefully, was overjoyed for a while, handed it to Mr. Chang, and said: "Sir, look, this kid's words are red, and there is a meaning of marriage proposal in his words, which is really a masterpiece!"

Mr. Yunnong read it and said with satisfaction: "It's really a loss to him, it's really good, and most of it depends on Brother Qianzhai's teaching."

Shen Xiangdao did not disappoint, Mr. Yunnong couldn't help but worry that his daughter's work was not good, and after drinking a cup with Pei Zhixian, he thought about it and said: "This son's poem is not good, but I want my daughter's poem, why should I resign?"

"Sir is overthinking." Pei Zhixian was in high spirits, "The autumn moon has never been inferior to the spring moon, and the song of the boudoir has been outstanding since ancient times, and there are many people who cannot wait." ”

Therefore, he took out Miss Chang's brocade paper and unfolded it, Pei Zhixian laughed and said, "It's amazing!"

I saw that what was written on it was: "Flower Moon Yin" - Chang Xiaoxiao.

The smallpox is natural in the moonrise, and the moon is old.

The moon is full of flowers, and the flowers are dreamy of the moon in the sky.

If you want to solve the sorrow of flowers, you must be old, and you can only pity the flower and be thin.

If you ask who is the most in the flower moon? Dai Yue asked the restaurant for flowers.

Pei Zhixian saw Miss Chang's poetry and elegance, and secretly admired it, but he didn't open his mouth because of his niece, and silently picked up Zixian's brocade paper and looked at it carefully.