At this time, the maid next to him leaned into his ear and said a word, the county lord of Cheng'an heard this, looked at Zhuge Mo who was sitting next to Lin Fuer, saw Zhuge Mo nodding at himself, and then looked at Lin Fuer, paused, and said: "Miss Zhuge is frank and open, but there is a bit of a woman who does not let her eyebrows behave, and the county is mainly insisting on asking, which shows the small family spirit of the county lord." ”

"However, since this banquet is for you, you have to show some skills and let everyone take a look!"

"Yes! Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, I don't know which one is good at Miss Zhuge ? Miss Zhuge can just pick one to display. Someone followed the words of the county lord of Cheng'an and said so.

The county lord of Cheng'an took the lead, and the ladies and ladies who wanted to leave a good impression on the county lord of Cheng'an echoed one after another.

For a while, everyone's spearhead seemed to be pointed at Lin Fu'er, as if Lin Fu'er didn't show some ability, he was guilty of a great crime.

Lin Fuer is troublesome, but she is not a person who is afraid of things, the county lord of Cheng'an looks at her unpleasantly, she thinks that there is an extra lice in her sight that can't be removed, anyway, a person's opinion doesn't mean anything, and the patience is over, but these people present are all joining in the fun, and the spearhead is directed at Lin Fuer, Lin Fuer is a little unhappy.

That royal law stipulates that when she enters the Zhuge family, she must be matched with the identity of Zhuge Mansion, like other young ladies, she can chant poems and do the opposite? Where did the truth come from?

Speaking of which, there are so many famous poems in her mind, which she memorized in her previous life, if she really takes it out, it is really not difficult to get by.

However, Lin Fuer was not happy.

What's more, a lie needs countless lies to come true, Lin Fu'er doesn't have much stock in his head, take out a song today, what about tomorrow? What about the day after tomorrow? It is really not a wise act to use ancient poems from previous lives to block the disaster circle.

However, these people are all bullied, how can Lin Fuer continue to remain silent.

Qinqi, calligraphy and painting? She did learn something.

"Write! Among the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, the words are the simplest, Miss Zhuge will write a few words! Mrs. Ping'an, who was silent, said suddenly, what she said sounded like she understood Lin Fuer's embarrassment, but in fact, it was clearly telling everyone that if Lin Fuer didn't even have a good hand, then it would be impossible for the piano and chess paintings to do anything.

Lin Fuer noticed that the maid who was talking in the ear of the county lord of Cheng'an just now had just said something to the maid beside Mrs. Hou, and the maid beside Mrs. Hou also seemed to tell Mrs. Hou the new news.

The two of them must have heard something about the Ping'an Hou Mansion to be so aggressive!

Thinking of a possibility, Lin Fu'er subconsciously looked sideways at Zhuge Mo's direction, and then said to Mrs. Ping'anhou: "Then it's ugly." ”

Will or not, or whether the writing is good or not, even if everyone breaks their eyelids, they can't see the clues from Lin Fuer's behavior, maybe it is because Lin Fuer is too calm, and everyone present muttered in their hearts, weird, how to look, Lin Fuer seems to be confident?

The old lady of Zhuge Mansion, from beginning to end, never showed a half-embarrassed look.

It seems that whether her granddaughter has been squeezed or not has nothing to do with her or Zhuge Mansion.

And today's banquet, which was specially prepared for Zhuge Linlang's return, seems to have turned into a trial meeting for gathering people to look at Lin Fuer.

A maid brought the four treasures of the study, Zhilan hung her heart and liver to prepare for Lin Fu'er's writing, and accidentally sprinkled water outside the inkstone, so frightened that she even trembled slightly.

On the contrary, it was Lin Fuer, who smiled lightly when she was writing, which eased Zhilan's tense heartstrings, which made the two people in the core behave harmoniously and smoothly.

When Lin Fu'er held the pen in his right hand, Zhuge Mo, who was waiting to see the excitement, chuckled in his heart.

When the tip of the pen dipped in ink smoothly fell on the paper, gradually taking shape, forming vigorous and powerful words, everyone present was dumbfounded.

Especially Zhuge Mo, Zhuge Ying and Zhuge Rui, as well as Zhilan, who usually waits for pen and ink by Lin Fuer's side, and other maids who have seen Lin Fuer's clumsy writing on his left hand, one by one, all of them were stunned on the spot.

Lin Fuer's words do not have the kind of graceful and pretty sense that women's words will reflect, but they reveal the sense of strength that men are good at.

Such a majestic handwriting, not to mention the women present, even if it is brought to the front yard to show those officials, I am afraid it will also attract a burst of admiration.

"Big sister, since you write so well, why don't you write well when you copy Buddhist scriptures for your grandmother on weekdays? Where did you put your grandmother like this? Zhuge Mo said angrily, looking like he felt sorry for his grandmother.

But in fact, Zhuge Mo didn't want to put Lin Fuer in unfilial piety by doing this?

"Grandmother Mo Wei, granddaughter has been boarding at Jialan School since she was a child, although she has not studied the Four Books and Five Classics, but she has learned to write with the masters. When I first learned to write, I didn't realize that all I learned was a man's penmanship. Now I found that I knew that the woman's handwriting was expensive in Juanxiu and sensitive, and my grandmother didn't know, and I had seen a few sisters writing in recent days, and my granddaughter was very envious! ”

Lin Fuer's voice is a little pleasant and clear, the voice is already good, and with her reasons, people don't feel that there is anything wrong or missing. Also, since Lin Fuer entered a man's official school, it is not surprising that she learned a man's handwriting. Now that I have come into contact with the woman's handwriting, I feel that it is insufficient, and I slowly change it, not only is there nothing wrong, but her attitude towards learning is also very commendable.

In this case, how can you blame it?

Before Mrs. Zhuge could speak, the county lord of Cheng'an and Mrs. Ping'an Hou next to her had a slight look on her face, and there was annoyance in her eyes.

"Grandmother, my granddaughter has been learning calligraphy with her left hand recently, and she is a little competitive, so it's better to let her granddaughter write another word with her left hand, and you can help me take a look." Lin Fuer said slowly.

She had a smile on her lips as she spoke, still with that confident look.

This time, no one dares to take advantage of the stubble.

If Lin Fu'er was modest and had a good hand written on his left hand, then the temperature on their faces would not be able to go down.

"Then I'll write another one." Old Madam Zhuge said lightly, there are guests here today, and her expression is very kind and appropriate.

After Lin Fuer responded, he took the pen again, the tip of the pen was dipped in ink, and everyone's eyes were focused on the past before the pen, all wanting to see what was going on, just at this time, Lin Fuer suddenly raised his head and said: "How about a few sisters with my sister?" ”

Naturally, she was referring to the four young ladies of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Yun, Zhuge Mo, Zhuge Ying, and Zhuge Rui!