Looking at the busy maids outside, Qian Yu sat on the Taishi chair covered with a thick layer of satin, leisurely. After he successfully mediated the conflict between Mrs. Cai and Lin Shishi, his name as an inspector was also tacitly acquiesced.

Qian Yu didn't expect his joke to come true, you must know that in this era, there is no word supervision, and he suddenly felt that it was not so unbearable to live in the Ding family.

Miss Ding's birthday banquet was set up in the open space in the front yard, and in Qian Yu's mind, such an open-air banquet would definitely not be of the grade, and the Ding family was known as the first in Qingfeng, so he couldn't find a better place? In vain, he is as weak as a big name. A small county town is a small county town, and no matter how tall it is, it can't go anywhere.

But when Qian Yu came to the banquet site, he was shocked, this is said to be a square, but it is very different from the bare cement platform of later generations, there is no cement in this era, and the ground is paved with stones.

To Qian Yu's surprise, the stones under his feet were flat and neat, spliced together, and he couldn't find the slightest gap, if he didn't look closely, he would think that it was a whole boulder. The road is not a wall, and countless people step on it every day, and it is extremely easy to deform. He knows very well how difficult it is to keep the road surface smooth without cement.

The ground is surrounded by dense trees and fruit trees, these trees are different, seemingly messy, but there is a certain pattern, it is late autumn, and the trees are full of red fruits, clusters and clusters. Under the trees are carefully cut flowers and plants, a stream shuttles between the trees and flowers, the gurgling sound of flowing water tinkling, the beauty of the picture, Qian Yu no longer knows what to say.

Qian Yu couldn't help but feel sorry for his contempt for the Ding family's shabby thoughts, at this scale, let alone a birthday banquet, even if the emperor came, he would have to get it! When he had a literary illness, he decided to drag a few sentences to describe his current mood: Hmm...... There are lofty mountains and mountains, lush forests and bamboos here, and there are clear streams and turbulences, reflecting the left and right......

The joy of the back was interrupted by a voice: "Brother Tai, your words have a meaning, but the meaning is not quite right, you see, there are no mountains or mountains here, and the bamboo forest cannot be seen, the only thing that suits the situation is this small ditch......"

Qian Yu looked back and saw a young man standing behind him, although he was not handsome, but with a luxurious shirt, he was still quite good-looking. It's just that I listened to this person's meaning, obviously I haven't heard these words, it doesn't make sense, Wang Xizhi's Lanting collection preface is so famous, anyone with a little knowledge should have heard it? Isn't this article in this world?

The more Qian Yu thinks about it, the more likely it is, hehe, Lao Wang is sorry, borrow your article, let's pretend to be a literati too! Qian Yu looked at the young man: "Big brother, don't pretend to understand if you don't understand, my way of expressing this is called stream of consciousness, do you understand stream of consciousness?" As long as the artistic conception is correct, everything else is floating clouds. What is Art? Art comes from life, and is higher than life......"

He crackled and said a lot, and the young man was stunned for a moment, and he looked convinced: "Stream of consciousness? Oh, that's an apt description, brother! ”

This time it was replaced by Qian Yu who was stunned, and what he said just now was a bit of a pretense of being struck by lightning. He expected that the other party would definitely refute, and then the two of them would have a tearing war over whether the literary work needed to meet the situation, which could be regarded as passing the boring time. But as soon as the other party admitted defeat like this, he was a little embarrassed: "Actually, I'm also talking nonsense, big brother, just listen to it, don't take it seriously!" ”

"Humble, humble!" Unexpectedly, the young man was very persistent: "My son has always been very accurate in seeing people, brother, you are talented, rich and rich, and you are definitely not a thing in the pool!" ”

has never been praised like this, Qian Yu became more and more embarrassed: "This ......"

The young man laughed: "By the way, brother, I made a poem specifically for Miss Ding, and you give me a taste."

Uh-huh......

'Qingfeng County auspicious clouds,

Outstanding people are the only ones;

The world's heroes gather here,

Just for Xinru to celebrate her birthday!'

What do you think? ”

"This poem ......" Qian Yu blinked his eyes and looked at the young man in disbelief: "You did it?" ”

The young man nodded weakly, he knew that his catties, every poem made, was basically the object of ridicule, although he always pretended not to care, but he still cared very much in his heart, so every time people commented on their poems, he was always used to praising others intentionally or unintentionally, hoping to get praise.

But seeing Qian Yu's bewildered expression, he no longer had hope.

Unexpectedly, Qian Yu suddenly high-fived and said: "Good poetry!" What a poem! Popular but not vulgar, the whole poem does not have the slightest gorgeous rhetoric, but vividly expresses the gorgeous scene of Miss Ding's birthday, the guests and friends come and go to celebrate, and the words are full of the Ding family's outstanding political, economic and cultural heritage, which is definitely a model for my generation to learn! ”

Yes? This time it was the young man's turn to be surprised, how could I not know that my poem was so good? can see the heartfelt appreciation in Qian Yu's eyes, and it doesn't seem to be fake.

Qian Yu really appreciates it, not to mention anything else, does this poem rhyme? For Qian Yu, poems that can rhyme are good poems. There are some things, he is not afraid of not knowing the goods, he is afraid of comparing goods, compared to those modern people who can take apart a sentence and say that it is a poem, he really thinks this is a good poem.

The young man suddenly said, "Brother, why don't you also write a poem in praise of Miss Ding, and let me judge the taste?" ”

Qian Yu: "This ...... I'm not very good at poetry! ”

Young man: "It's just poetry, why not, it's not the top scorer in the exam, you just do it!" ”

Qian Yu was about to refuse again, but suddenly remembered the "Farmer's Poem" in later generations, and immediately said: "Okay, I'll start reading."

Uh-huh......

'O sea, thou art all water;

O horse, thou four-legged;

Miss, you are so beautiful;

Under the nose, there is a mouth! ’

What about this poem? ”

Young man ......

"I think my poem is really good!" The corners of his mouth twitched for a long time before the young man said so.

I don't know if it's an illusion, the young man's attitude towards Qian Yu suddenly became much better: "This eldest brother, in Xia Bai Jingfei, is known as the first talent in Datong, and is the first person in the younger generation of Datong Mansion, you will be my friend in the future, if you have something to say, as long as you are in Datong Mansion, my words must be good." ”

Until Bai Jingfei's back disappeared in front of him, Qian Yu didn't figure out the specific identity of this Bai Gongzi. What he didn't know was that in a corner not far away, Qianqian's big black eyes witnessed the whole process of the conversation between the two, and saw that she looked like she wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and her face was very strange.

Although Qian Yu is an inspector, he finds that he has almost nothing to do except for blind turning, and the Ding family is shrewd and capable except for Ding Dali, not to mention supervising them, even standing next to them is too much of a hindrance. No, I promised to come, I always have to do something, this is called doing a line of love.

Qian Yu suddenly thought of the birthday banquet of later generations, although the Ding family was luxurious, but limited to the times, the banquet form was much worse than that of later generations, if he moved the banquet mode of later generations, it would be absolutely amazing and unforgettable.

Just do it when you think of it, Qian Yu desperately recalled in his mind the large banquets he had attended, and tried to merge the things of the two eras together, thinking of the proudness, he suddenly slapped his thigh excitedly.

In the blink of an eye, it was Miss Ding's birthday, and the front yard of Ding's house was lit up, and the soft sound of silk and bamboo was wafting around, adding a bit of atmosphere. As soon as the sun appeared, guests came one after another, and Ding Ding Dali was not sleepy at all this time, because Master Ding was next to him.

Master Ding's name is Ding Qingwen, and it is different from imagination, although he is over forty years old, he is not as rich as ordinary people, but very thin, and a thick bookish atmosphere overflows from him, he is more like a scholar than a rich man.

"The little nephew visits Uncle Ding, and his uncle is as blessed as the East China Sea and Shoubi Nanshan!" A young man smiled and saluted Ding Qingwen, if Qian Yu was here, he would definitely be surprised to find that the young man was Bai Jingfei who was discussing poetry with him yesterday.

Ding Qingwen said with a smile: "It's Jingfei, I heard that you came yesterday, why don't you live at home, don't you dislike the humble house, and you are not worthy of you?" ”

Bai Jingfei hurriedly shouted: "Uncle can't wronged the little nephew, the first time the little nephew came this morning, it was to make a good fortune and leave a good impression on Xinru." Uncle didn't know that the little nephew didn't sleep well last night for this moment! ”

Ding Qingwen pointed at Bai Jingfei and shook his head helplessly: "You, you're still so honest, hurry up and go in!" ”

Bai Jingfei was about to take a step, when a discordant voice came: "Yo, who should I rob me of the first prize, it turned out to be Bai Gongzi, I heard that Bai Gongzi has been working hard to study poetry recently for Miss Ding's birthday, I don't know if it has any results?" ”

Bai Jingfei turned his head and saw a tall and dark-faced young man standing behind him, his cold gaze, as if he had a common enmity with him, but Bai Jingfei still smiled: "It turned out to be Brother Cao Renxian Cao, you also want to pursue Xinru?" Don't waste your efforts, Xinru is well-read and wise, and she is not very interested in reckless men who only know how to dance with guns and sticks! ”

"You ......" the swarthy young man's face darkened even more.

"Alright, alright." Ding Qingwen saw that the two of them were full of gunpowder, and hurriedly persuaded: "The two virtuous nephews are both dragons and phoenixes among people, and the noise here is not good, so let's go have a cup of tea first, and lead the way for the two sons!" ”

Ding Dali hurriedly stood up, an extremely standard invitation salute was stretched out, Cao Renxian snorted coldly, and walked forward proudly, Bai Jingfei opened the folding fan in his hand, shook it twice on his chest, and followed in with elegant steps.

In front of Ding Xinru is a bronze mirror about the same height as her, the simple lines are randomly scattered on the edges, messy but not abrupt, after looking at it for a long time, it has a unique beauty of ingenuity. Ding Xinru was staring at the delicate face in the bronze mirror, ignoring the apricots who ran over in one breath.

It wasn't until Xing'er panted out that she said slowly: "What's the hurry, isn't it that my father wants to find me a wishful husband on my birthday, although he does something hidden, he can't hide it from me." ”

The eagerness of the clinker apricot has not diminished in the slightest; "No, miss, sir...... The lord is at the gate now, as if he is waiting for someone? ”

Ding Xinru's face was moved: "What? Wait for others? Who is he waiting for? ”

It's no wonder that Miss Ding was surprised, her father has been living a similar life of seclusion all these years, and this time, on his birthday, he specially invited a few guests with extraordinary status, wanting to choose a satisfactory son-in-law. But although the identities of these people are extraordinary, they are not qualified to let Ding Qingwen pick them up in person.

With the identity of his father, he can greet him personally, looking at the world with one hand to count over, these people will never run all the way to a small county like Qingfeng because of their birthday, the only possibility, this person in addition to the noble status, is also the young generation of young heroes, but looking at the world, which young person can make his father put down his body and greet him at the door?

Ding Xinru can delay her marriage, because she has a secret in her heart. She knows her father very well, if Ding Qingwen is not completely sure of what he does, he will never do it, since he has done it, it means that he will be able to succeed, does he know his own heart? Daddy and the others shouldn't have the surname Liu, right?

Compared with the suspicion of Ding Xinru's master and servant, Qian Yu was very proud, he was wearing a family ding suit that he found out of nowhere, with a red cloth tied to his arm, and the word "supervision" was written on it: "A few of you, move the tables and chairs to the flower garden, the guests invited by the master are all scholars and students, what is the most important thing for scholars?" Do you understand the artistic conception? Put the tables and chairs on the side of the road casually, how can there be any sense of meaning? What, the flowers and plants in the flower garden are too high, afraid of hanging into guests? Stupid! Just step on the flowers and plants close to the tables and chairs, do it quickly, rub something, time is running out! ”

"That boy, what about you, why don't you hurry up and work hard, do I believe you?"

"Alas, what are you doing? What do you want to do? Decorate the atmosphere? Is that how the atmosphere is decorated? Just pull two feet of red cloth and pull a flower? I want every tree to be covered with red flowers, and every grass to be wrapped with blue ribbons, and colored lights to complement each other, do you understand the warm colors? ”

A leading family looked at Qian Yu in embarrassment: "Inspector Qian, what is the colored light?" There are a lot of saffrons prepared by the spike girl, but it's not enough to hang every tree? ”

Oops, forget that this is ancient, there are no colored lights, Qian Yu Khan one, as for the red flower, blue ribbon...... He thought for a while and said, "Pick up the saffron and hang it in important places, by the way, do you have a lot of rice paper here for inscriptions?" ”

As soon as this question came out, the family seemed to be greatly humiliated: "My master is a two-list jinshi, the emperor's hand-picked list, don't dare to say anything else, the stock of rice paper can't be used up even if it takes ten years!" ”

Qian Yu was shocked, this Ding family is still a scholarly family? He has some understanding of the imperial examination system, and the list is the second in the country that only comes out once every three years, which is better than the top students in the college entrance examination in later generations, but Qian Yu's surprise is only a moment: "Okay, you find someone to take out all the rice paper, hang it all over every tree, remember to match it with pen and ink." ”

"Huh?" The family didn't come back to their senses.

"Ahhhh Just do it, and tell you you you don't understand! Saying that, Qian Yu couldn't help but be secretly proud, when it came to arranging the venue, he thought he had unparalleled knowledge, and he would surprise you by showing his hands casually, but unfortunately the conditions are limited now, otherwise it would be good to hold a birthday party that combines Chinese and Western.

He was narcissistic while commanding, and after talking for a long time, his voice was hoarse, hey, those who can work harder, there is no way, who makes us outstanding!

The guests came one after another, He Sui was busy arranging the guests, and Ding Xinru drove the original steward thirteen aunts away, and the logistics area was already leaderless, Qian Yu pulled the tiger skin to make a big banner and became the commander-in-chief.

Just putting tables and chairs in the flower beds and hanging rice paper on the trees is too nonsense, isn't it? The family members were stunned, but Miss Sui personally ordered the tables and chairs to be placed on the stone road, could it be the young lady's new idea? Although they were suspicious, they remembered Qian Yu's identity, and they couldn't find Hesui temporarily, so they had to do it.

By the time the family had tried their best to clean it up, it was already three poles of the day, and a strong fragrance came from the kitchen not far away, mixed with the elegant and beautiful sound of silk and bamboo, announcing that everything was ready. As soon as Qian Yu breathed a sigh of relief, he heard an angry voice coming: "Why did you move all the tables and chairs, who let you do it?" ”

It was Hesui who spoke, the reception of the guests over there had just been straightened out, she was not at ease here, she wanted to come back and take a look, but she didn't expect that it would be this effort, the whole yard was completely changed, the tables and chairs were thrown into the flowers at will, and countless pieces of paper were fluttering in the air with the wind, setting off the white of the courtyard, this is a happy event or a funeral?

When Qian Yu heard this, he hurriedly expressed his merits: "Of course it's me, how about it?" I've got a good idea, right? Qu water flows, drinks poems, and discusses the world, this artistic conception is tsk...... How can I admire myself so much! ”

Unexpectedly, Hesui's voice suddenly turned into a cry: "You...... You're making such a mess of this, and the guests will come in a while, how can I explain it? ”

Qian Yu's boastful expression immediately stopped, this ...... He's a little strange, his layout is very old-fashioned, isn't this popular now?

Qian Yu had never seen the ancient celebrations, and he was a little unsure for a while, so he said cautiously and apprehensively: "What, this can't work?"

He Sui couldn't hold back anymore and cried, "You...... You're going to kill me! ”

Looking at the sad face of Hesui pear blossom with rain, Qian Yu didn't expect the matter to be so serious: "Ah, don't cry, don't cry, it's all my fault, so who is it, what about you, let people withdraw all these things." ”

All the family members felt that something was wrong when He Sui arrived, and after listening to the conversation between the two, they were all depressed and vomited blood, it turned out that this foreign boy was pretending to pass on the holy decree, but depressed and depressed, the family still chose to do it immediately, if the guests saw such an indecent side, their own punishment was small, and it would be a big sin for the master to be ridiculed.

I didn't expect to be afraid of something, and the next moment, a discordant voice came: "Ouch, there are so many couplets, are your Ding family going to do a funeral?" I remember that the invitation said that today is Miss Ding's birthday, did I remember it wrong or did you send the wrong invitation? ”

As he spoke, a tall, bearded young man Shi Shiran walked in, he looked around with some sarcasm, his eyes were smug, and he gloated.

"Brother Cao, don't pretend to understand if you don't understand, this tree is hung with fine rice paper, are you blind?" The familiar voice reached Qian Yu's ears, isn't this the Bai Jingfei yesterday? It's just that Bai Jingfei didn't discuss poetry with Qian Yu in a chic way, but like a fighting, glaring at Cao Renxian viciously.

Cao Renxian was still unhurried: "Oh, a paper couplet? Brother Bai doesn't have to explain, I understand, I understand! ”

"You ......"

Qian Yu looked at this strange bearded young man, and felt extremely unhappy, even if he made a mistake and arranged something that was easy to cause misunderstanding, but you, a guest, even if you don't remind the host to pay attention to this, at least you have to keep silent, how can you be as unashamed as you to shout.

Qian Yu thinks that he must say two words, in fact, he is not the kind of person who wants to return it if others sarcastically say two words, he chose to fight back, just because of the pale face of He Sui on the side.

Pointing to the rice paper swaying gently in the wind on the tree, Qian Yu smiled: "This brother, if you are interested, don't put a poem on the inscription, leave the ink treasure, if your poem is amazing enough, the eldest lady may still treasure it!" Qian Yu said very tactfully, after all, he went to college, and he is not the kind of person who has no quality.

Clinker Cao Renxian didn't even look at Qian Yu, his face slanted at the sky, and his nose snorted coldly: "You are a little family, what kind of thing, do you have room for you to interject when I speak?" ”

Qian Yuqi is called a liver pain! I've seen no one in his eyes, I've never seen such an arrogant and domineering person in his eyes, he lowered his posture, just wanted to see Hesui's face and calm people, not that he was afraid of these people. Anyway, his family is a temporary worker, so it's a big deal to pat his ass and leave, so he smiled and said: "I am a member of the Ding family, a person, of course I don't deserve to be counted as a thing, only those big people with noble status are things, all of them are good things!" ”

How could Cao Renxian not hear the sarcasm in Qian Yu's words, he was just about to get angry, Bai Jingfei immediately slapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, well said, Brother Cao, you are a big man, an absolutely good thing, admire and admire!" ”

"Boy, you've got a kind!" Cao Renxian snorted and stared at Qian Yu deeply, as if he wanted to keep him in his heart, Qian Yu also smiled back, as if to say, Lao Tzu is like this, I don't accept you to bite me!