"Looks like you scared him."

Ji Xin said with a smile to Shuoge.

"Who told him that he almost ran into Childe just now."

Shuoge pursed his lips and snorted.

Ji Xin smiled and picked up the lotus lamp in his hand.

"Watching the plum blossoms and clearing the snow alone."

It's just the right spring day, how can I talk about the snow, so I thought about it and told Shuoge.

"Bring me a pen."

"Okay."

Shuge jumped up and down and took a pen from the slave.

"Childe is talented, don't really be caught by other ladies at that time."

"You have a point."

Ji Xin stopped and wanted to write the hand of the mountain and Wuliuxi, and crossed out the three characters of Wuliuxi and replaced it with a spring newspaper.

It's not right, it's so good.

After writing the salary, he asked Shuoge to put the lamp into the river, Feng Yao was overjoyed to watch it, and hurriedly instructed the servants to salvage the lamp that the salary had put down.

The water had been running for too long, and the auditor didn't think it was interesting anymore, so he was going to take Shuoge to other places for a walk.

"Childe, Childe wait!"

Just as he wanted to turn around, two servants ran behind him.

"Childe, your poetry is quite attained, and our young lady appreciates it, so I would like you to ask you to take a step."

The salary is full of black lines, and the poetry is highly attained? How can this deliberately unneat poem be highly attained.

"Childe, please."

The servant bowed down again.

"Let's go and have a look."

Ji Xin flicked his sleeves and looked at this unique lady with taste.

Ruoshui Villa has wrapped up the entire Juehua Tea House today, and set up a platform in the Juehua Tea House, with ink tables, paper and pens on it, thinking that it was originally prepared to fight on the stage.

As soon as Ji Xin stepped into the Juehua Tea House, he found that there were many young men sitting here, all of whom looked like scholars.

It turns out that this is the second level, and the salary is guessed.

Since he had no intention of taking the position of this virtuous son-in-law, Ji Xin found a place to sit down at random, ready to leave after the play was finished.

There was a burst of music, and Feng Yao appeared with a few maids.

Such as a beautiful flower, weak willow to support the wind, good, good, the salary nodded with satisfaction, still a beautiful girl.

Feng Yao looked around the venue for a week, and finally fixed his eyes on Ji Xin, revealing a smile full of spring, Ji Xin saw Feng Yao smiling at himself, and smiled back politely.

Feng Yao's face flushed, lowered his head slightly, and walked sideways.

Funk walked out of the backfield.

"Thank you for coming to participate in the little girl's choice of son-in-law today, the little girl loves poetry and literature the most, and those who can come here today are all first-class talents in Haotian, and the old man has written about you first!"

Funk said atmospheric.

"Today, we choose our son-in-law with literature, and we want to compete with each other, so let's invite you to judge."

As he spoke, the servant took out a stack of paper and walked out, looked at it, and secretly screamed that it was not good, isn't this the paper on which poems are written.

"First, a solo view of the plum blossoms and snow sweeping, a fine view of the mountains, a fine view of the mountains, a fine view of the mountains......"

As he read it, Funk felt that something was wrong.

He turned his head to look at Feng Yao.

"Daughter, this is your choice?"

"Daddy," Feng Yao pulled Funk's sleeve, "It's the boy sitting there, please come up." ”

Funk squinted his eyes and looked, but it was a little far away, and he didn't see clearly.

"Good, good."

"Then please come to the stage!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation to the auditor.

In an instant, all eyes were focused on Ji Xuan.

The salary has been raised, and this can be a trouble.

"Childe?"

Seeing that the auditor was not on stage for a long time, Feng Ke asked again, and the auditor sighed, straightened his sleeves and walked slowly to the stage.

"Childe, your poetry is very ...... little girl"

Before the word favor could be spoken, Feng Ke's eyes were as wide as copper bells, this appearance, why, so like the king.

"Daddy!"

Feng Yao saw that Feng Ke was suddenly silent, so he simply took a step forward and gently and softly saluted Ji Xin.

"The son is talented, the little woman admires it very much, and I am willing to talk about poetry and Taoism with the son from time to time, drink tea and appreciate the moon."

Feng Yao said so, and the people in the audience naturally understood seven points, this is the first person, Miss Feng already has a favorite person, isn't this just using other people as a foil.

As soon as these words were spoken, some people were dissatisfied at the moment.

"Miss, where are you talking! To what extent is this talented, the owner of the village has not read his poems just now, it is better to read it now, let me wait to admire it! ”