Although Xie's father is a second-class Beijing official, he is only an official with quality and no power, and the Xie family is only an official in Xie's father's generation. Kong was born in the Confucian family in the south of the Yangtze River, when Xie's father studied in the Confucian family, the young and handsome young man has literary talent and looks heavy, and has a good character, even if he is only a civilian background, but he has entered the eyes of the only daughter of the Confucian family, Kong Daru is a person who values conduct, and does not care about the origin of Xie's father, and Xie's father lives up to his expectations in the examination.

After love, he always has to return to life, Father Xie is a person who likes to love poetry, and he will not flatter his superiors, he has been able to survive to the Zongren Mansion over the years, and he also relies on the support of Kong Daru's protégé to get into this position, the income is small, and the use of all the money in the house is naturally not good, but it is different for Xie Yuanniang, the family spoils her alone, but she uses all good things.

For example, this rice paper, made of dragon whisker grass, is naturally not as good as the rice paper made of green sandalwood bark, and Liupinge is the only shop in Jinling Chengli that uses green sandalwood bark to make rice paper, and the rice paper used by Xie Yuanniang in vain is also from Liupinge.

The rice paper she used for a year also accounted for half of the family, recalling these, Xie Yuanniang looked a little sad, in her previous life, she broke off her family relationship because she robbed her sister's marriage, and she didn't blame her parents, it was her fault.

"Second girl, the incense is already halfway through." A weak voice pulled Xie Yuanniang's thoughts back.

She turned her head sideways, saw the person who spoke, and smiled lightly, "Thank you Sister Ren for reminding me." ”

In the past, most of the nobles who participated in the banquet were sitting on the side, and the small portal came out to sit on the side, and today the men and women held a banquet together, so that the noblewomen and the small portal came out naturally sat together, and they were arranged by someone with a heart, Xie Yuanniang sat in the position of contact with the female relatives of the small portal.

Xie Yuanniang is a powerful person, and those who come out of the small portal dare not get close to her, Ren Zhenzhen is the best bully, so she naturally pushed her next to Xie Yuanniang.

There were eyes on both sides, Ren Zhenzhen's face was slightly red, and she didn't answer.

Xie Yuanniang didn't care, took the pen and dipped the ink three or two strokes, a pair of Mo Lan Tu appeared in front of him, there was already a noble girl who handed over the work in her hand to the girl who came to receive the text, each work can not be named, then through the words on the poem to distinguish whose work, and Xie Yuanniang's is simpler, everyone is a poem, she is the only one to paint, it is difficult for people not to recognize.

After a pillar of incense, all the poems were collected, the works were exchanged between men and women, and finally fifteen works were evaluated, and thirty people were put together, and finally everyone selected twenty from the thirty people to form a poetry club.

It's fair to say that.

As soon as the work was handed to the male guest, the male guest's work was also handed over, and the person present to evaluate the quality of the work was Xie Yuanniang, her fame and talent were there, overwhelming everyone, and she was naturally qualified to judge the good or bad, even if the noble girl group was unwilling, but no one stood up to refute it, and a stack of poems was handed to Xie Yuanniang's hand.

She just read the first article on it, and heard Song Huairong's voice coming from the male guest's side again, "The works selected by our mid-class students, I'm afraid it will also make everyone unconvinced, it just so happens that Gu Cifu is a guest in the house today, so it's better to send the works over to bother Gu Cifu to make a conclusion." ”

Who doesn't know Gu Cifu?

The second master of the Zhenguo General's Mansion, only eight buckets high, five cars of learning, even three yuan, more than 30 years old became the youngest cabinet assistant of the Taiyuan Dynasty, won the favor of the saint, was appointed as the teacher of the three princes, and also served as the secretary of the ministry.

Gu Cifu's work review, is that a product evaluation? It's about elevating status.

I can't ask for such a thing, and today there is such an opportunity in the Junwang Mansion, how can it not be exciting.

As soon as Song Huairong proposed, it naturally won everyone's approval, and soon a clever girl took the work in Xie Yuanniang's hand and handed it to the male guest, and then many people looked at it with contempt, no matter how famous Jinling Shuangshu is, how can it be compared with Gu Cifu?

It's just a sudden change that makes people happy, and no one puts their minds on Xie Yuanniang anymore, although everyone is drinking tea and talking, they can also see that their minds are not here.

When Xie Yuanniang heard Gu Cifu, her expression was also slightly stunned, the little uncle in her previous life, the two children she gave birth to, were all taught by the little uncle in person, and it was precisely because of such an excellent uncle that the eldest son would be so competitive, and he fell into Tanhua at a young age.

Thinking of her son, Xie Yuanniang's heart was slightly sour, after all, she would not marry Gu Tingzhi in this life, nor would she have a relationship with her stepmother and son.

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In the Ming Sho Courtyard.

In the study, King Shouchun County read the poems brought by Chief Tao, took it over in person, and said with a smile, "Lord Gu, the dog is messing around, but I'm going to bother you." ”

The king of Shouchun County secretly annoyed his son with many things, but the matter had already stabbed Gu Er, so he could only give up his face and bow his head to beg for help.

Gu Yuan is the second eldest in the Zhenguo General's Mansion, so he is often called the second master.

"It doesn't matter." Gu Yuan's voice was low and soft, and he sat there slowly drinking tea.

His voice fell, and Jiang Yi, who was standing beside him, stepped forward and took over the poem in the hands of King Shouchun County.

Dressed in a white robe, isn't it the white-robed man who was sitting in the Xinglin Pavilion before, playing chess and taking all of Xie Yuanniang's actions into view.

Gu Yuan looked warm and kind, people who had come into contact with him knew that he didn't like people to be close, so Jiang Yi took the poem and forwarded the past move, and the king of Shouchun County was not surprised, today Gu Er did not refuse, and the king of Shouchun was already very grateful.