Qiu Xiang, who was already secretly in her heart, she completely fell, her eyes looked at Lu Li all the way, and followed, the cold and somewhat cold corner suddenly became hot, Lu Zhi quickly got up, for fear that his handsome face would steal the show.

Taking advantage of everyone's eyes on Lu Li, Lu Zhi went around to Qiu Xiang's back, took out a small note from his sleeve, threw it in a ball, and then quietly hid in the crowd.

Qiu Xiang was beaten, and finally came back to her senses, and found a small paper ball at her feet, she looked around, I don't know who threw it, but she still picked it up and looked at it, and there were two lines of poetry on it - I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head is not separated.

Lu Li's handwriting, Qiu Xiang knew, it was Lu Zhi who took it from Lu Li's room, and a large piece of paper was torn up with great effort.

Hey, Qiu Xiang was really ashamed, and secretly snorted, "This idiot, he actually got the hang of it." Feeling that her face was hot, Qiu Xiang didn't dare to stay, and went back to the bedroom as if she had escaped.

"Girl, you're the host, how can you run away?" The maid had no choice, she wanted to make an excuse that the girl was uncomfortable, but no one paid attention to her at all, "Are you stupid?" What's so nice about a guy? The little maid stomped her foot and chased after her.

The door was not closed tightly, and the maid saw at a glance that her young lady was lying on the bed, rolling around, and she didn't know what she was talking about.

"Hey, I don't know what happened to me all of a sudden, and I have to comb my hair again." The little maid touched her waist, "Yes, the wooden comb given by Lu Gongzi was stolen by the girl again." ”

As a personal maid, she didn't even have the qualifications to keep a wooden comb, if she hadn't gotten along for many years...... No, this maid can't stand this grievance.

The little girl rubbed her eyes vigorously, her eyes immediately turned red, she made a look of tears, and pushed the door, "Girl, how can there be such a person like you, there are still a bunch of people waiting outside!" ”

Qiu Xiang was startled, and when she saw that it was her own maid, she lay back again.

The little maid leaned in front of the bed, "Although Gongzi Lu is good, he looks sincere, but, but, oops! ”

Qiu Xiang smiled stupidly, "You don't understand. ”

They are all hard-working people, and the talents they have seen do not know how many, as the so-called "righteousness slaughters more dogs, and most of them are scholars." Although the little maid didn't know this couplet, the reason was the same.

The infatuation of those scholars may not be false, but under the temptation of money, power, and prestige, a few of them can stick to their hearts, "Girl, why are you so stupid?" ”

Qiu Xiang just smirked to herself, and touched her belly from time to time, with a maternal glow on her face.

"Girl~~~ It's over, you're hopeless."

Before Qiu Xiang was completely moved, the little maid supported Lu Li, and now she is suffering from gains and losses, after all, this is not the girl's business alone, although she is just a small Tiantou, but who said that Tiantou can't have his own careful thoughts?

"What if, what if Gongzi Lu doesn't like me?"

There were two masters and servants, one lying on the bed and smirking, and the other was in a daze with his chin on his lean, completely forgetting about the poetry meeting.

…………

Qiu Xiang is not there, and there is no delay in the progress of the poetry meeting, all the steps are arranged in advance, as long as you follow it, everyone knows the theme of the poem, and it has been notified in advance.

Even if you come on a whim and don't know anything, it doesn't matter, there is a sign at the door with relevant information written on it, so that no one will feel rushed, and they can do it in their hearts, after all, no one wants to fight a battle that they are not sure of.

The poetry meeting officially began.

There was silence for a while, and finally a scholar stood up, quickly recited a poem, and then quickly blended into the crowd, he was a little self-aware, he came with an attitude of learning, but the poem he thought about making painstakingly was too uncomfortable not to say.

Lu Zhi clapped his hands appreciatively, "Courage is commendable!" ”

Lu Li was stunned for a moment, he listened to the poem, the level was not high, but he still clapped his hands, the first person to eat crabs is always worthy of respect.

Then there was a round of applause, and some people even mixed in the crowd to comment on a few sentences, and the scholar who was the first to bow deeply to the corner, and also found a corner to prepare to record other people's poems.

The two brothers of the Lu family sat there, it was simply too imposing, especially Lu Li, it was like a poetry meeting with one more judge, and the next poetry meeting was more like an assessment than a poetry meeting.

Scholars always can't help but look into the corner when they are reciting, as if they are afraid of something, and as if they are expecting something.

Some of them play at a super level, and they can even change one or two words or words on the spot, making the overall effect of the poem better and the artistic conception more far-reaching.

Lu Li followed what he had said in advance, and carried it out meticulously, just nested in the corner, being a quiet but dazzling beautiful man, occasionally clinking glasses with Lu Zhi, or applauding lightly, and not speaking.

Lu Zhi covered his mouth with a cup, "Look, another stumbling one." ”

Lu Li smiled slightly, calm and calm, and didn't look a little nervous, but the fan in his hand was clutched.

Lu Zhi squinted his eyes, although the additional attributes were working, they could also make Lu Li maintain the state of pretending, and he was still nervous.

Suddenly, Lu Li grabbed the fan violently, and Lu Zhi was a little distressed, "Be careful, don't scratch it, the feathers are not strong." ”

"Ahh Lu Li nodded, his hands relaxed slightly.

"Fairy."

"The fairy is coming."

There was a voice from the crowd, and Lu Zhi knew that the Hundred Flowers Fairy was here.

Qiu Xiang redressed and calmly began to host, this time the scene was much more comfortable, and finally it seemed like a serious poetry meeting.

Next is the appearance of the finale, the four talents have been holding it just now, although they were also shocked by Lu Lizhen, but they were not so much that they would surrender without a fight, one by one they stepped forward and splashed ink, they were not only simple poems, calligraphy is also an important display.

Lu Li saw that the time had come, wrote a poem quietly, grabbed the brush in his hand, and nodded at Lu Zhi, ready to retreat as planned.

Who would have thought that Chu Liang would do something at this time, he actually made a love poem and recited it loudly in public, this is good, there are two women on the scene, and its purpose is obvious.

Lu Li snorted coldly, and rushed forward in a few arrow steps, and the feather fan was put aside by him when he was writing just now, but it didn't work, but according to Lu Zhi's rational analysis, even if he held it, it might not be useful.

The hatred of killing the father, the hatred of taking the wife!

Lu Li has not put down the brush, squeezing Chu Liang is cursive, three or five inkblots gradually connected into a piece - to love the lotus out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant and clear, pavilion net planting......

The Hundred Flowers Fairy is so moved, out of the mud and not stained, doesn't this mean her, she covered her mouth with her hands, she couldn't help it, with a crying voice, "Thank you, Childe!" In his heart, he had made a promise to follow Lu Li for the rest of his life.

The two are affectionate, as if there is no one around, and they are still wearing couple clothes.

Chu Liang, who was dressed in a green robe and green turban, was hung aside, very embarrassed!