Chapter 43: What a coincidence
On the surface, he looked like he was grounded for three days, but in fact, he received a room full of gifts. On this day, Li Qia, as usual, went to the clan study.
Li Hua's candidacy for the second princess is naturally a hot topic among ethnic scholars recently.
Li Cha was happy and relaxed, because they finally put aside her relationship with Huo Xiaoting for the time being.
All day long, Wei Yiyun looked at Wei Yiran unpleasantly, looking for his awkwardness.
She didn't like Li Hua, she felt that Li Hua was too ambitious and scheming, and naturally she didn't want Wei Yiran to be hurt because of Li Hua.
Wei Yiran naturally understood Wei Yiyun's thoughts, and when he got out of school, he had two more candy people in his hands that Li Jiuye bought yesterday to make his sisters happy.
The three of them were about to go to the Qingqing Poetry Society, but Wei Yiyun ignored Wei Yiran, turned his head and got into the carriage.
Li Qia took the two sugar men, and then also got into the carriage, and raised the sugar man to his mouth in front of Wei Yiyun's eyes, "If you don't want it, I'll eat it all." β
Wei Yiyun snatched the brilliant and lifelike goldfish candy man in her hand and protected it, "Didn't my cousin already eat one yesterday, why do you want to eat mine?" β
Li Cha blinked at her, "Don't you want to?" β
"Who said no?" Wei Yiyun took the candy man away a little more, "It's so beautiful, my cousin can't bear to talk about it." β
Li Cha smiled, "You also know that you like beautiful things, isn't that cousin the same?" β
Wei Yiyun snorted, "Although Li Hua is beautiful, he won't treat his brother sincerely." And now that she has run for the second princess, her brother will definitely be hurt if she likes him. β
"I'm sure these cousins you said know." Li Qia reached out and rubbed Wei Yiyun's head, "Give him some time, it takes time to forget." β
Wei Yiyun nodded reluctantly, but he was no longer so angry, but sat in the carriage and watched her sugar man.
Li Qia changed into men's clothes in the carriage, and instructed Wei Yiyun before getting off the carriage, "When you get to the poetry club, my cousin and I may not be able to be with you all the time, you must be careful and try not to go alone." β
"Isn't it just a poetry club, look at what my cousin said, it's like a wild beast will eat people."
"Anyway, just be careful." Li Cha took out a chic sachet from his sleeve and handed it to Wei Yiyun.
"Cousin, I have a sachet, what are you doing with this?" Wei Yiyun wanted to put it in her nose and smell it, thinking that if it smelled particularly good, she would replace her.
But Li Cha raised his hand to stop him, "Don't smell it, it's lime with some medicinal herbs, and some spices to cover up the taste." β
Wei Yiyun pouted in disgust, "I don't want to use this lime sachet, what kind of creativity is this, cousin, it's so weird!" β
"Take it!" Li Cha used a commanding tone, "If someone tries to do you wrong, you will sprinkle the lime powder in this sachet on his eyes." "This is the anti-wolf spray she specially designed last night, why is it so weird?
"Cousin." Wei Yiyun shrank back, "Why don't I go to the Qingqing Poetry Club?" β
She looked at the sachet with disgust, and then at the pretty and cute goldfish candy man, and wondered why her cousin couldn't give her some favorite gifts.
Li Cha reached out again and rubbed her head, "Just in case, besides, this sachet is not ugly." β
After some struggle, Wei Yiyun put down the sugar man, put on the lime sachet and got out of the carriage.
Wei Yiran went to hand over the silver in exchange for a wooden plaque that proved that he was a member of the Qingqing Poetry Society.
Knock on the door, show the wooden sign, and the guard will let people in.
All three of them were curious, and they looked around from the moment they entered.
This large courtyard with four entrances is arranged very elegantly and chic, which shows the ingenuity of the owner of the poetry society.
If it weren't for Li Qia's preconceived impression of Zheng Wenhao, he would have felt that he was a talented and elegant person, and he would have a good impression of him.
In this Qingqing Poetry Society, the verandahs are semi-enclosed. On the wall are poems written by members.
After appreciating the poems, you can turn around and see the flowers in full bloom in the courtyard, and the fragrant wind is gusting.
Writing poems and appreciating flowers, so elegant!
But Li Cha has never realized that he is an elegant person.
She walked briskly through the verandah, reaching out and knocking on the wooden box that stood under the couplet, and there was a faint commotion from inside.
"There's money in it!"
Li Cha's voice aroused the dissatisfaction of a scholar beside him who was shaking his head and reading poetry with his hands behind his back.
He showed a very disdainful look, and said to Li Cha: "This is the Poetry Society, but the son only has money in his eyes, which is really vulgar!" β
Li Cha didn't seem to hear his words, and patted the wooden box again, "Isn't it silver money here?" β
"That's it!" Wei Yiyun also came up and said.
"You're new here, aren't you? Don't understand the rules here? β
"What rules?"
"In the Qingqing Poetry Society, this is called Qingyuan. It is used to reward the person who wrote the poem and used it to advance. β
"Promotion?"
The scholar was a little arrogant as a person who knew the rules, "Don't you know anything, our Qingqing Poetry Society is divided into four levels of members from high to bottom, and only if you are promoted, you can enter the inner courtyard, which is the place where the members of C, B, and A are active." β
Li Qia, "Then if you want to advance, don't you just see who gets more money?" β
"I said it was called a green coin." The scholar had an expression of not speculating for more than half a sentence, "What a layman!" β
Li Cha, who was disgusted with the cheesiness, patted the wooden box again, and listened to the sound inside, "There is a lot of silver in one box, how much do you have to make so many boxes!" β
This Zheng Wenhao, on the grounds of poetry and books, is actually making money here.
When she finally let go of the wooden box containing the money, wanted to change from a layman to an elegant person, and looked up to read poems and enjoy the flowers, she saw three people standing tall not far away.
No wonder she felt that there were unknown eyes staring at her just now, it turned out to be an old acquaintance!
Li Qia saw at a glance that the one standing in the middle with two mustaches was her fiancΓ© Jun Huo Xiaoting!
Disguised again?
But she recognized it again!
What to do?
Ha ha!
He can only be blamed for his bad luck.
Li Cha raised her little face and showed a bright smile that made Huo Xiaoting grit her teeth, she walked over and said, "What a coincidence!" β
Seeing Huo Xiaoting's rapidly darkened face, Li Cha's gaze did not linger much.
Because she really didn't rush over for him, but for Zhao Changfeng, who was standing beside him.
Seeing Li Cha, Zhao Changfeng smiled and asked her very politely: "I didn't expect Gongzi to also participate in the Qingqing Poetry Society, and I almost knocked Gongzi down in a hurry that day, I don't know if my arm has healed?" β
"Alright." In order to get acquainted with Zhao Changfeng as soon as possible, Li Qia naturally behaved very friendly, and shook off the folding fan with his hand that pretended to be injured that day, and fanned it vigorously, "Look, it's okay." β