This old man came as he said he would, and he walked as soon as he said he would, which looked like a blind man, much more chic than Lao Tzu. Lin Wanrong looked at Uncle Wei's figure in a daze. Old Man Wei's origin seems to be not simple, not only does he cross the high wall as if he was tall and unobtrusive, but he is so familiar with the personnel in Beijing, he should not be a small person.

Carefully recalling Old Man Wei's words, there are mysteries everywhere, but they are not so clear. Volunteering to help the Xiao family and befriending Xu Wei is understandable, but what did he say that the opponent was in the capital, which made people wonder? I don't even know a grasshopper in Beijing, who is my opponent? This blind old man always likes to talk and talk.

Lin Wanrong couldn't figure it out after thinking about it for a while, so she didn't think about it anymore, anyway, she was going to enter Beijing sooner or later, and she would know when the time came. Today, he was running around, riding horses and fighting, and he was already tired, and he collapsed on the bed in a daze and dreamed sweetly.

This sleep until noon the next day, no one came to disturb, a few days ago the eldest lady came early to call him to work, today is an exception, I think the eldest lady is considerate of him tired.

Sleeping lazily is comfortable, Lin Wanrong stretched out her arms, got up and walked around the garden. The maids who passed by saw the third brother appearing, and they were all in a hurry to salute him: "Third brother, it's early." A few of them were a little more attractive, and they had the audacity to throw winks at him. Lin Wanrong laughed with them for a while, and suddenly felt refreshed and full of energy.

Such a leisurely day will not be a few days away, and it will soon be the end of the year, and after the New Year, I will go north to the capital, where I will start from scratch again. Lin Wan sighed for a while, and enjoyed this leisurely time rarely, and took a slow walk in the garden.

At this time, it was already a cold winter, the flowers were withering, the leaves were falling everywhere, and the garden was very bleak, Lin Wanrong walked a few steps, and suddenly felt bored.

"Spring is not a day to read, summer is sleeping. Autumn is crisp and winter is coming, if you want to study and stay next year. A loud sound of reading came into Lin Wanrong's ears, I damn it, this poem is talented, you don't need to read all year round.

He followed the prestige, but saw that the young master was walking around with his right hand flat behind him and a scroll in his left hand. This good poem came from his mouth.

"Young master, it's morning, it's not time for lunch yet, why don't you sleep for a while?" Lin Wanrong stepped forward and said with a smile.

When the young master saw Lin San, he was immediately overjoyed, took his hand and said, "Lin San, Lin San, how is it, what do you think?" ”

"How's that?" Lin Wanrong said strangely.

"This poem, this is the poem I just read, what do you think?" The young master's eyebrows fluttered.

"In one word, very good!" Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up and said: "As far as the young master's level is concerned, this poem is tantamount to a quatrain for the ages." I don't know where the young master copied it—oh, where did you hear it? ”

Guo Wuchang said triumphantly: "What I heard, I said it for fear of scaring you to death, I did it myself." Yesterday, I signed up for this poem and passed it on the spot. ”

Race Club? Oh, don't talk about this, forget it, Luo Ning's girl took my money to hold a poetry competition, and it will be held at the end of the month. He glanced at the young master and said, "What's the matter, do you still have to sign up for the Poetry Club?" I thought I could go if I wanted to. ”

The young master cut and said, "How is that possible?" The poetry competition is a high-level event, several provinces in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, as well as major talents from the capital, must pay a small poem on the spot to be shortlisted, how can those unknown juniors say that they can enter? This poem is what I handed over to the competition yesterday, how about it, some of you have a demeanor. ”

You are this kind of limerick, the third brother and I can pee ten poems with my hard work, Lin Wanrong smiled, and didn't hit him anymore, but said: "By the way, young master, something big happened in the house last night, do you know?" ”

Guo Wuchang nodded and said, "I went back to the mansion this morning and listened to what they said." Side, this child, was beaten like that, which is really miserable. Damn, thankfully I wasn't there yesterday, and if I had been there, I'd have made sure that these dogs can't find the north when they look at the sun. ”

Lin Wanrong gave a thumbs up, and said much better than Lao Tzu's singing: "Oh, I see." Young Master Cousin, weren't you in the house last night? ”

Guo Wuchang smiled and glanced around, before whispering: "Lin San, we have an old relationship, and we don't have anything to hide from you." Last night, my old friend in Miaoyufang found a little sister, and the two of them served me together, saying that they wanted me to taste something different. I stayed for the night. Tsk, that taste, it's really fucking a race to be a fairy. ”

I'm sweating, it turns out that I'm playing **, what a pair of adulterers and adulteresses, Lao Tzu despises you, from the top of his head to the second child.

"Lin San, when I signed up at the book club yesterday evening, I heard a good news." The young master smiled and said, "I heard that this time the poetry will be more than just a poem?" ”

"It's not just about Seshi?" Lin Wanrong asked with a smile: "Is there still a song competition and a dance competition?" ”

"Not really. This poetry competition is held every year, but it is not as good as this year. The young master glanced around mysteriously, and then leaned in Lin Wanrong's ear and said, "I spent half a tael of silver yesterday to buy some top-secret inside information. I heard that this year's poetry competition will be more than just poetry, and Miss Luo Ning, the first talented woman in Jinling, is going to choose a son-in-law through this poetry competition. ”

"Choosing a son-in-law?" Lin Wanrong was shocked, isn't it, this chick only confessed to me yesterday, why did she turn around and choose a son-in-law?

"Absolutely." The young master said firmly: "This news has already spread within the Jinling Society, and everyone is talking about it. What do you think, who is Miss Luo, not only does she look like a flower, but she is also the first in Jinling, and she is the daughter of the Governor Luo. Whoever wants to marry her, isn't it just holding a golden doll. Those promising sons and buddies have long been hiding and retreating, striving to win the championship in one fell swoop at the poetry competition and return home with a beauty. ”

Seeing that Lin Wanrong still didn't believe it, the young master was a little anxious: "Why don't you believe it?" Hou Yuebai, you know, right? It's the boy you beaten, haven't you seen him for a while? ”

On that day's outing, Lin Wanrong really didn't see Hou Yuebai, so he nodded, and the young master said proudly: "That's right, let me tell you, he has long been hiding in the house, and he doesn't go out of the door, and he reads poetry and books every day, his head hangs on the beam, and he stabs his hair, just to marry Miss Luo back home." ”

The young master said that he had a nose and eyes, as if he had seen it with his own eyes. If there is a person in this world who has the hope of surpassing me, it must be the young master. This kid doesn't go to the Sun to write news, it's so condescending.

Lin Wanrong laughed and said, "Young Master, if Miss Luo can really choose a son-in-law based on poetry, you will have a chance." ”

The young master said righteously: "I am loyal to my two cousins, how can I do these half-hearted things?" This time I signed up, I went purely for the purpose of studying knowledge, how can I be as vulgar as you say - oh, Lin San, do you think I really have hope? ”

"If you go, there is hope, and if you don't go, there is no hope at all." Lin Wanrong flickered.

"That's just as well." The young master nodded: "Lin San, you are very good at couplets, I don't know how to compose poems?" Is it as good as me? Oh, I'm not talking about the ones you copied. ”

Damn, composing poetry is the same as **, it all needs JQ, and Lao Tzu is not so sassy. Lin Wanrong shook his head, and the young master said regretfully: "It's a pity, it's a pity, without Lin San's company, even if I am known as the holy hand in poetry, I am afraid that I will be very lonely at this poetry competition." ”

Lin Wanrong Khan, you are almost the same as the mythical beast in the poem, this shameless appearance of the young master is quite like my style back then.

"Third brother, third brother-" Side's voice came from afar, Lin Wanrong and Young Master Cousin looked up together, and saw Side holding a big bowl in his hand, and walked over cautiously.

Seeing that his face was blue and swollen, the young master said: "Side, if anyone dares to argue with you in the future, you will report my name as the impermanence young master, and by the way, Ti Lin San, I will keep you fine." ”

Side said respectfully: "Young Master Xie." ”

Lin Wanrong saw that he regarded the bowl in his arms as a treasure, and couldn't help but smile and said, "What are you taking, so expensive?" ”

Side looked at him with reverence and said, "The third brother is really well-informed. I went back and tried what you said last night, and the pain was much less. No, I got up early this morning and went to look for some more. ”

"What were you looking for?" Lin Wanrong yawned.

"Boy pee." Four virtues.

Lin Wanrong and Young Master Cousin took a few steps back, and their faces were shocked. Boy pee? Are there still virgins in this world? Side said unnoticedly: "Third brother, young master, when I just went out, I heard that this year's poetry competition will start at the end of this month. ”

Young Master Biao covered his nose and said, "Oh, I heard, Young Master Ben was also shortlisted." ”

"Congratulations, young master." Side hurriedly patted the horse and said: "I just heard that this year's poetry competition will be very lively, not only the talents of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces, but also the sons in the capital have also rushed here." It's rare to see this face-to-face year. ”

I don't see a fart very much, the more people come, the more Lao Tzu's silver will be wasted, damn, am I a good bodhisattva? Lin Wanrong saw that Virtue hugged the boy tightly, and was really a little funny, and said: "No matter how many talented people come, they will just chant a few poems, at most, the sisters by the Qinhuai River have a better business, what else can they do?" ”

"The third brother didn't know anything, and after a small number of investigations, he finally learned a big piece of good news." Side said mysteriously: "I heard that Miss Luo, a talented girl, is going to recruit relatives." ”