Ding Qingwen smiled embarrassedly: "Miss Shishi's criticism is right, it is indeed the old man who is negligent, the old man will go to the front and go immediately." ”

Lin Shishi stopped him: "Mr. Ding, let's wait a minute, I have those talented people who are free to play according to your wishes, you and Sister Ding may wish to take a look, if you like it, my half of the matchmaker is decided." ”

After speaking, she giggled, and the touching style made even Ding Qingwen, who was not in the ancient well, couldn't help but shake his heart.

Ding Xinru was originally a little disgusted with Lin Shishi, but it can be seen that she cares so much about her marriage, especially "him", and a touch of gratitude suddenly wells up in her heart. Sincerely blessed Lin Shishi, Ding Xinru said: "Sister Laurin has bothered about the matter of the little sister. ”

Lin Shishi hurriedly took Ding Xinru's hand: "Sister, don't be polite, your business is not my business, strictly speaking, we are still a family...... Hey, forget it, what do you do with these unhappy things. Sister, come and see, is there anything you like in it? ”

Ding Xinru looked at the two large boxes behind Lin Shishi, the thick rice paper was lying quietly in the middle, and the faint fragrance of ink was swaying wantonly, as if outlining a splendid poem that was heroic, elegant, firm, or persistent.

The jade hand gently picked up one, Ding Xinru looked at the paper with a smile on her face, and the next moment, her face froze, and the green tendons on her forehead loomed, only to see that the paper read: "One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five pieces, six pieces, seven or eight pieces, nine pieces and ten peach petals, Miss and I will meet you." ”

Taking a deep breath to calm his heart, Ding Xinru smiled reluctantly, and turned to the next one, which is a long and short poem: "I knew that there was rain last night, and leaning on the window was lovesick." Zhiqing can't bear to leave if he wants to marry, not to mention, winter is coming. People are worried about falling flowers, and it is difficult for people to go to flowers. When you and my eldest relatives are treated, they live together to celebrate Fengyi. ”

Ding Xinru read it twice, felt inexplicably wonderful, and pondered for a long time, only to understand that this talented man used very subtle language to express to himself that he was willing to come to Ding's Mansion to be a son-in-law for love, which is similar to Bai Jingfei in thought, but you still want to marry Miss Ben with your bullshit style?

While Ding Xinru was reading the poem, Lin Shishi was also watching from the sidelines, and in her mind, Ding Qingwen invited all the champions, and the guests and guests also included the top three in the palace test in the past, which shows the high standard of this banquet. Even if it's not as good as the Royal Forest Banquet, it's not much worse.

In addition to Lin Shishi's love of musical instruments, she also has a soft spot for poetry, even if she herself is also a poet, but it is also a wonderful thing to be able to observe the literary style of the world's talents.

Just waiting for her to see the first poem, oops...... Spicy eyes! Look at the second one, oops...... The eyes are already blind. Seeing that Ding Xinru's face was even more ugly than hers, she hurriedly relieved: "Don't worry, the top should be held back until the end, and then reluctantly written to make up the number." Let's look back, I believe that with Liu Gongzi's talent and learning, he will be able to make masterpieces for the ages.

Ding Xinru nodded, no longer observing carefully as just now, but swept it casually, ignoring no bright spots. I skipped more than a dozen copies in a row, and I didn't even have a favorite one. The most exaggerated thing is that there is a five-word quatrain, just twenty words, nine of which are wrong, it is estimated that this gentleman should be a teacher with Bai Jingfei!

Rub and rub...... Ding Xinru's rhythm of reading poems has accelerated a lot, many of them just swept the first sentence and turned over, not because she was impatient, but because she really didn't have the courage to read it.

"Hey, wait, this poem ......" It was Lin Shishi who spoke, looking at the other party's curious eyes, Ding Xinru handed over the rice paper in his hand, only to see that the paper read: "Holding the Mohuan knife in his hand, Lu is riding on his waist, cutting one person in ten steps, and laughing freely in the killing field." ”

Looking at the payment again, it was the three words Cao Renxian, Lin Shishi nodded: "I have long heard that General Cao Dan, the garrison of the Datong Soldiers and Horses Division, is brave and good at fighting, although this Cao Gongzi's poetry is ordinary, but the writing has the courage of ten thousand people, and it is really a tiger father without a dog!" ”

Ding Qingwen, who had been silent behind him, echoed: "Although this Cao Xian's nephew is arrogant, he has a good martial arts, and it is said that when he was ten years old, he stabbed a Hu man in the prime of life, causing a sensation in the entire Datong Mansion. He is known as the most outstanding young hero of Datong. ”

Lin Shishi looked at Ding Xinru, with a look of expectation in her eyes, although the status of military attachés is lower than that of civilian officials, but galloping on the battlefield and defending the country can also show the true character of a man, in this regard, Cao Renxian is also a good match.

It's a pity that Ding Xinru is not interested in the reckless man who only knows how to dance with guns and sticks, she continued to look at the poisonous weed poems in her hand, and saw that the poems were about to bottom out, but none of them could enter her eyes. Could it be that Liu Gongzi's work was leaked out of anger by himself for a while? Thinking of this, she immediately had the urge to go back and flip it again, but fortunately she couldn't help it, even if she wanted to turn it, she had to read it in her hand!

Hey, wait, this one...... Ding Xinru's fast-flipped hand naturally stopped, and the handwriting of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing in front of her flew on the white rice paper like snow, that kind of arrogance and uninhibited, that ethereal and elegant, Ding Xinru was thrilled when she saw it.

Lin Shishi noticed Ding Xinru's strange appearance, she stepped forward to take a look, and couldn't help but be stunned, such beautiful sentences, such pure feelings, and such elegant artistic conception, she couldn't help but read it out in a whisper:

"Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the afterglow of the grass-colored smoke, there is no one who will rely on his will. I plan to get drunk with the madness, and I sing about the wine, and the strong music is tasteless. The belt gradually widens and does not regret it, and it makes people haggard for Yixiao! ”

Looking at the name of the word brand again, it is "Butterfly Love Flower".

Ding Xinru is also a person who loves poetry, she was touched no less than Lin Shishi, she read it lightly twice in her heart, and couldn't help but look at Lin Shishi: "It must have been written by Liu Gongzi, right?" ”

The reason why Ding Xinru asked this is because the word plate, the text, and the date of the payment are all complete, and even the blank space on one side is painted with two butterflies with light petals, but there is no marker.

Lin Shishi shook her head: "I don't know, at that time, all the talented people ran to the rice paper to inscribe poems, the scene was very chaotic, most of them gave me the works with their own hands, but there were also those who were handed over by Tuo Jiading, I didn't see Liu Gongzi from beginning to end, it is estimated that he was handed over by Tuo Jiading!" ”

Although she had convinced herself to believe it, Ding Xinru's sixth sense made Ding Xinru still unsure, subconsciously, she looked at her father, Ding Qingwen picked up the paper, looked at it again and again, and finally shook his head: "This handwriting is not the same as Liu Xian's nephew, but Old Man Liu said that his good grandson is good at copying various fonts, if he deliberately hides it, it will be difficult to see it in a short time." ”

"But if it's him, why would he hide his identity?" Lin Shishi asked suspiciously.

Ding Qingwen slapped his palms: "I understand, it must be the Liu family kid who cares about his identity." If we publish his works in public, even if we know that he writes the best, but because of the title of champion, others will inevitably be unconvinced. That's why he changed his handwriting, and deliberately didn't write the inscription, and when everyone had no objection to the poem, and then pointed out the reason, others would have nothing to say.

Ha ha...... I didn't expect that Liu Xiaozi was not only outstanding in learning, but also so clever in his mind, Old Man Liu has a good grandson! Hey, the Liu family is loyal and martyrful, and the heirs are difficult, but God still favors me after all, God bless me Dahua! ”

After Ding Qingwen's explanation, the two girls suddenly understood, Lin Shishi smiled silently, but Ding Xinru secretly sulked, now is the critical moment for her to choose a husband, even if you don't write a word, this girl will hit you, and others will not dare to say more. Now if you make these mysteries, in case there is a little difference, won't it become the laughing stock of the world?

I have to say that sometimes a woman's sixth sense is still very accurate, Ding Xinru thought about it left and right, and was never at ease. She read the rest of the poems and flipped through them again until she was sure that there were no omissions, and then she exhaled slightly.

Lin Shishi on the side was relieved: "Sister, don't worry, when you look at it, I took a special look at the payment, except for this one, the rest have names." The sister with the surname of the hundred families is like a stream, not to mention the surname Liu, and there is not even a willow character in the name. ”

Ding Qingwen also said: "Don't worry about the good daughter, the name can be impersonated, the words can't be impersonated, Liu Xiaozi's calligraphy attainments have entered the room, and these inscriptions are more than one level worse than him." As he spoke, he probably thought of a certain five-word quatrain, and Master Ding was suddenly indignant, "Hmph, there are still so many typos after reading books for so many years, if I were Mr., I would not break his legs!" ”

Seeing the promise of the two, Ding Xinru's anxious heart finally relaxed completely.

*******

In the front yard, everyone has returned to their seats, Bao Qianqian did not slip away unknowingly this time, and witnessed the birth of "Butterfly Love Flower" in the hands of Qian Yu, and the little girl's interest in Qian Yu instantly increased. Now wherever Qian Yu goes, she will follow.

Qian Yu actually didn't want to be with Bai Jingfei, with his identity, Bai Jingfei was sitting, and he could only stand in the back. But he couldn't help but follow, because Bai Jingfei had already paid off the money for buying out "Butterfly Love Flower", and he had to do a good job in after-sales service.

If you are wronged, you can be wronged, as the people's teacher at the bottom, Qian Yu is not a person who cannot endure hardships. The only thing that made him unhappy was that Bao Qianqian forcibly took away twenty taels of hush money.

Originally, the little girl's idea was to meet and divide it in half, but Qian Yu was so good that she even took out a 23,000-word essay on "The Importance of Intellectual Property Protection to Literary Creators" to make Bao Qianqian soft. As for whether she was moved by her own words and feelings, or she couldn't stand her own verbosity, it was not for Qian Yu to care.

The food on the table was cold, but the people waiting were not impatient at all, and even the irascible Cao Renxian was surprisingly patient. Liu Shijun still looked indifferent, and Bai Jingfei looked nervous, he has been in this state since he watched "Butterfly Loves Flowers". Qian Yu understands his behavior, no matter who holds a lottery ticket with a high probability of winning five million, it will also be in this mood!

Bao Qianqian kept urging the family next to her to change her with new dishes, seeing that she was holding a big chicken leg in her mouth, and the small bowl in front of her was full of all kinds of meat, it was hard to imagine that this was a second-generation official.

Finally, Ding Qingwen met the eyes of anticipation, stepped on the scorching autumn sun, and slowly came slowly. In his hand, he held a piece of white rice paper folded together.