Yu Xiaohuan carefully recalled the situation of the day, whether it was from the timing of the appearance of the characters or the contradictory relationship between the characters, only the county lord was the most suspicious, and she also said at the time that she had seen the incident of the cow hitting the tree, it seemed that she had already hid on the sidelines to watch the battle.

Yu Xiaohuan smiled and said, "I don't know who loves Yaqing's jokes so much?" If Yaqing said such a thing, would she dare to come here today? Maybe it was Yaqing who was lucky enough to hunt a bison that day and won the first prize, others thought that I was powerful and omnipotent, and admired me from the bottom of my heart, so I just wanted to add some spice to the story of the day. ”

After saying this, after a while, Yu Xiaohuan realized that what he said just now sounded like he was alluding to the county lord? She shouted in her heart: It's over, if the rumor is really from the county lord, then she must think that I am insinuating her. What about the low-key that is said to be good?

It seems that this grievance is difficult to solve.

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and Mrs. Liu appeared in the master's place.

Yu Xiaohuan originally thought that she would see a woman with a rich appearance, an arrogant appearance, and a flamboyant demeanor, but she didn't expect that Mrs. Liu who appeared in front of her was a lady who was dressed plainly, with a dignified posture and a kind look. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Tut-tut, this woman, who is more kind and gentle than her mother, is actually related to the arrogant and domineering county lord, and today I have to find me angry for the county lord who has no one in my eyes, hey!

Mrs. Liu smiled, and after saying a few opening polite words, after a few gentle words, a handmaid carefully invited a pot of chrysanthemums.

Hearing Mrs. Liu say that everyone should compose poems with the theme of this pot of chrysanthemums, Yu Xiaohuan wanted to faint on the spot.

She said indignantly in her heart: What kind of poetry is this, this is a sudden exam! What kind of warm-up and enlivening atmosphere is this, this simply makes the atmosphere embarrassing and depressing! This......

Yu Xiaohuan looked left and right, and didn't think there was anything unusual about that pot of chrysanthemums. On the simple pottery, a rather fertile chrysanthemum was raised, and the chrysanthemum leaves were luxuriant, but only a huge golden chrysanthemum bloomed. Anyway, she didn't have much research on plants and flowers, so she could see such superficial and simple information, and she didn't even know the varieties of chrysanthemums.

Mrs. Liu opened her mouth again: "You don't have to be restrained, you can discuss with each other, today we are friends with poetry, not teaching in the school......

Yu Xiaohuan muttered in her heart: Why not? A teacher asks a question on the stage, and the students below find a way to answer the question! It doesn't get much like a school.

She probably didn't realize that Mrs. Liu was the mother of the handsome guy Liu Moyan she thought of, and if she wanted to get together with Liu Moyan, she had to agree with Mrs. Liu first. Otherwise, she would not have died of grief.

Suddenly, Li Yu'er felt her waist and reached out to touch Yu Xiaohuan, and called softly: "Sister Yaqing, do you have a poem in your heart?" ”

Yu Xiaohuan turned around and said, "No." ”

Li Yu'er sighed and said: "You are a famous talented woman in our capital, and you have never had one!" Hey, I'm on pins and needles. I like to dance knives and guns since I was a child, this is a crepe thing, I am not good at it at all, but my mother has to force me to come, for fear that I have no friends. ”

Yu Xiaohuan wondered: Why is this good end door not going out of the second door, why is it labeled as a famous beauty and talented woman? It's not a bad thing...... Oh no, that's a bad thing! People who have never written poetry are labeled as talented women, and they come to write poems with others, which is simply a big bad thing.

Li Yu'er glanced at the people who were talking and laughing a few times, and said disdainfully: "Look at them, one by one, the one who praised that pot of chrysanthemums is not just a chrysanthemum, isn't it?" As if suddenly realizing that her words were a little inappropriate in front of Yu Xiaohuan, Li Yu'er smiled reluctantly and said, "Sister Yaqing, do you think I'm vulgar?" You have poetry and books in your belly, and you have pictures in your eyes, and you must not be a person from all the way! ”

Yu Xiaohuan smiled in her heart: How do you know that I am not? But she just replaced Liang Yaqing for a while, so she didn't bother to explain, so she smiled and said: "Moaning without illness is cheesy, Sister Yu'er is true temperament, Yaqing admires it." ”

"Yes!" Li Yu'er shouted excitedly, and immediately lowered her voice and said, "Sister Yaqing, when I have the opportunity, I must invite you to eat and drink." ”

Unexpectedly, her words were heard by Zhang Yan next to her, and she interjected and joked: "What about appreciating chrysanthemums and writing poems, what kind of wine do you eat?" ”

Yu Xiaohuan wondered, did this person deliberately ambush them to make trouble? But there is no evidence.

Li Yuer replied unceremoniously: "What's wrong with drinking wine and appreciating chrysanthemums?" ”

Zhang Yan didn't back down at all, and said: "In that case, what about your poems?" ”

Li Yuer put her arms on the low desk and said nonchalantly: "There is no wine today, and I have no poetry in my heart!" ”

"Since there is no poetry, what are you doing here, and this is not to meet friends with wine?" The disdain in Zhang Yan's heart was about to overflow.

Li Yuer said: "Didn't I receive an invitation from Liufu, my mother called me here." ”

How dare you say it! Yu Xiaohuan likes this girl who doesn't care about other people's eyes.

At this time, the county lord turned around and smiled: "What does she mean, could it be that if she gives her a pot of wine to drink now, she can become a poem in seven steps?" ”

Li Yu'er raised her eyelids and looked over, and said, "I won't drink the wine I gave me today." ”

Zhang Yan asked again: "Why?" ”

Li Yuer said lazily: "I see some people, I have no appetite!" ”

Yu Xiaohuan was casting an appreciative look at Li Yu'er, and suddenly heard Zhang Yan mention her again: "Sister Liang looks confident, I don't know what good poems she has made, take it out for everyone to see?" ”

Yu Xiaohuan muttered in a low voice: "I have a bamboo in my chest, but I don't have a chrysanthemum!" ”

"What did Sister Liang say?" Zhang Yan was a little confused.

"Nothing." Yu Xiaohuan said, "Yaqing is stupid and has no poetry yet." ”

"How is it possible, Sister Yaqing is a famous talented woman in the capital, how can she have no poetry in her heart!" Zhang Yan said, "Sister Yaqing is too modest!" ”

Yu Xiaohuan shouted in her heart: How can you tell the truth? I'm really hard! But on the surface, he still pretended to be reserved and said: "There is a talented Mrs. Liu, an outstanding boy on the right, and a sister Zhang Yan on the left, where is Yaqing's turn to take the lead?" ”

"How dare Yan'er compare with her sister? Sister Liang really tormented me. Zhang Yan said this, but he didn't feel uneasy at all. On the contrary, she was very proud.

Mrs. Liu seemed to hear the movement here, walked over, and said, "If you have become a poem in your heart, you might as well say it and share it with everyone." Today, everyone is a friend, and they should not be respected and inferior by their identities. ”