"It seems that my mother is quite poetic today," Luo Qingrong walked up to Zhang Lan, who was surrounded by all the ladies, "Daughter is studying ink for you?" ”

"Uh, this," Zhang Lan suddenly felt a chill down her spine, her mind was full of account books and hot pot, "I really haven't thought about it," she said and smiled at Mrs. Ji beside her, "Why don't you ladies please first~"

"Are you the master, or Mrs. Luo will come first," Mrs. Ji pursed her lips and smiled, just now Zhang Lan still looked like she was giving up on me, why did she show her timidity at this time?

Zhang Lan is indeed ready, she also has a calligraphy class when she was a teacher, but that is just for credits, she really hangs her wrists, I am afraid that she will make a fool of herself, so Zhang Lan deliberately changed the song "Xiao Out of Jingci Temple to Lin Zifang" and asked Luo Yuanpeng to help her write it out and practice it repeatedly, today I feel that I can barely see people, but Luo Qingrong stood in front of her, Zhang Lan all the confidence and pride of preparing to show her poetry at the lotus appreciation party suddenly disappeared, "Let the ladies see and laugh, where will I do this, I originally thought a few words, When you look at me like this, you forget about it, so please do it first. ”

"Speaking of which, when I was a girl in my mother's house before, who didn't dance and write all day long? But now that they are married to a woman, how many of them have the leisure to get this? I can't lift a pen for a long time," Mrs. Weiyuan Hou Shizi was ordered by her mother-in-law to make friends with Zhang Lan, so she naturally broke the siege in a timely manner, "Why don't we just watch the little girls fight for talent, and Mrs. Wang Shizi, Mrs. Ji and Mrs. Zhang of Luojun make a judgment?" ”

I plan to make a splash today, and I don't have to be looked down upon when I enter the palace during the Mid-Autumn Festival. Zhang Lan secretly thought in her heart, "How is this good, won't it disturb the Yaxing of several ladies?" I heard that Mrs. Ji was once a famous talented woman in Jiangnan~"

The meaning of these words and the expression on his face The people present still couldn't see anything, thinking that this Mrs. Luo really came prepared, "Since Madame said so, let the little woman make a song first," Mrs. Ji has always been low-key, but after all, Zhang Lan is the stepmother of her daughter's friend, and helping her by herself can be regarded as giving Zhang Lan a chance to buffer, if you can't remember the typed draft for a while, you can also look back.

"Good poetry, good poet of the county lord," the ladies had not yet put pen to paper, and the adjacent table was already cheering, Luo smiled lightly, and looked back, "I think the eldest sister has made a good start for everyone, and I don't know what kind of masterpiece it is." ”

"Second Aunt Luo guessed well, it's really a rare masterpiece," Jiao's size is also a clan, so he naturally wants to have a good relationship with Luo Ayajin, and at this time, he has already recited the new poem written by Luo Ayajin.

"Bihesheng is a quiet spring, and the morning sun is bright and fresh.

Autumn flowers are green water, dense leaves and green smoke.

The beauty of the pink is peerless, who is the fragrance of the fragrance?

Sit and watch the frost be full, withering this red year.

If you don't get the roots, you want to be by the pool. ”

"Sure enough, it's a good poem," Mrs. Ji glanced at Luo Ayajin suspiciously, and said with a bow, "The county lord is really a good poet," It's just that the unwillingness in this poem is what a favored county lord should not have, of course, Mrs. Ji naturally won't bring it up on such an occasion, "As soon as the county lord's masterpiece comes out, I can rest~"

"In the end, it is the people in front of the Queen Mother who compare us and others to vulgar things, and as soon as this poem of the county lord comes out, we laity who are looking at the accounts all day long don't have to mention the pen anymore," Mrs. Chengen recited several times in his mouth, and couldn't help but say.

Even if you don't know poetry during the banquet, you won't lose Luo Ayajin's interest at this time, not to mention that her poem is really good, so the praise is endless, Luo Ayajin is even more excited and her face is flushed, she has no talent in poetry, which makes Luo Ayajin, who wants to pinch the tip everywhere, distressed, and today's poem was obtained by chance, as for how to get it, it is impossible to say to anyone.

Zhang Lan seems to have been slapped on the back of the head at this time, she graduated from Chinese language and literature, this is the twenty-sixth song of Li Bai's "Ancient Style", okay? How did it become Luo Ayajin's masterpiece? Could it be that in this mansion, Zhang Lan is almost certain that she has met a "compatriot" here, as for who it is? Her gaze slid from Luo Ayajin's body, and then turned to Luo Qingrong, a holy favored county lord, a Houmen concubine, but they are all through the woman's favorite physique, who is it?

"Mother," Luo Qingrong seemed to have an expression of honor because her sister had won the jackpot, "Mother has thought about it?" Light and easy to spread paper for you~"

"Alas, just like your Aunt Ji said, with our county lord Zhuyu in front, where else do I dare to write," Zhang Lan really didn't dare to take out the poems he had prepared again, and now he doesn't know who he is, in case he makes a plagiarism joke again, it will be difficult for him to raise his head in the capital.

"My sister used to follow a few princes to study in the upper study, but now that I look at it, it's really not comparable to us," Luo Qingrong looked envious, as if he hadn't noticed Zhang Lan's scrutiny.

Since they don't make poems anymore, everyone turned their attention to all kinds of dim sum on the bamboo table, and asked Zhang Lan about what she did, and Mrs. Wang Shizi of Luojun even asked Zhang Lan to copy the recipe to her, saying that she wanted to go back and try it herself.

Now Zhang Lanke is embarrassed again, today's snacks are also the first step for her to explore the way, her original plan was that if the response of the foodies is good, she will find an opportunity to open a pastry shop in the capital, which is regarded as the first step for her to go to the sea, but now, rejecting everyone, isn't it offending a group of people? Given, what will I do in the future?

"In fact, they are just a temporary novelty, how can this kind of dim sum be learned by looking at the recipe?" Han Yinyun walked to Zhang Lan's side and said softly.

"It turned out to be you," Zhang Lan saw that it was Han Yinyun, and she didn't know what to call her, she was called a girl, she was obviously married, and she was called aunt and grandmother, I was afraid that she wouldn't like to hear it at all, "Thank you for mentioning it." ”

"I want to thank you," Han Yinyun couldn't hide the loneliness on his face, "My maiden name is Yinyun, and my wife calls me by my name." ”

"Okay, Yinyun, my name is Zhang Lan," Zhang Lan smiled slightly, "What you said is true, to be honest, I want to open a shop in the future, if this party goes out, don't think about having a business in the future." ”

"This lady can rest assured, your snacks are very novel, even the imperial chef in the palace is afraid that it will be difficult to make," Han Yinyun pursed her lips and smiled, since she followed Liang Ninghao so aggrievedly, she felt shameless, and everywhere she went, she saw a look of contempt, only on Zhang Lan's face, she didn't see contempt, so she had the heart to make friends.

As I said, the difference between Western dim sum and Chinese dim sum is not only in the ingredients? Zhang Lan put down her heart, "Don't laugh at me for being stingy, it's really not easy for me to develop these things,"

"How so? Those people are just lucky, and they think that they can take everything in this world, and where can they care about the suffering in the hearts of others? Han Yinyun couldn't help but think of his situation, and forced the tears in his eyes, "Madame doesn't dislike Yin Yun for being able to talk to me like this, Yin Yun is already grateful." ”

Don't say that it is for love to be a concubine with someone, even if there is really a style problem, as long as it is not a man who robs herself, Zhang Lan is too lazy to criticize and write, "Everyone has their own difficulties, if you are free, you might as well come and sit often." "Listen to Jiao's meaning, Han Yinyun used to be the first talented woman in the capital, Zhang Lan can ask her about it, have she heard the poems she knows, "Yinyun, what do you think of the county lord's poems?" ”

"Naturally, it's excellent," Hearing that Zhang Lan wanted to talk to her about poetry, Han Yinyun's whole body lit up, "I didn't expect the county lord of Huayang to have such a high talent, this poem is through..."

It seems that she hasn't heard of it, and Zhang Lan doesn't expect that the crossing comrade who came will automatically come out to recognize her, so she is a little absent-minded when she listens to Han Yinyun's poetry.

"Sister, this poem is really a jackpot, with your song in front of me, I don't dare to put pen to paper again," Luo Qingrong picked up Luo Ayajin's masterpiece and looked at it carefully.

Hearing her sister praise like this, Luo Ayajin's face flushed for no reason, and she stretched out her hand to pull the rice paper aside, "It's just an occasional touch, and the letter is written, who knows that everyone is actually praising it," This poem was bought by her henchman Yao Huang at a great price.

Who would have thought that he would get a full fortune today, it seems that he can continue to look for that talent, promise him more benefits, and also fulfill his reputation as a talented woman, with this good reputation, his future road will only be smoother.

"Ma'am, no,"

"Madame,"

Zhang Lan was talking to a few ladies about the materials used for her snacks, only to see her eldest girl rushing towards Zilingzhou, "Madam, go and help, the third girl fell into the water~"

Whose girl is this? The ladies were already startled when they saw the appearance of the golden hairpin in the slender cloud socks from a distance, and they all stood up when they heard her cry.

"Where? Take me there, "Russell silk overboard?" Zhang Lan was already scared into a cold sweat, and she didn't bother to greet the ladies sitting in the same seat, and pulled Xianyun, "Don't go quickly!" ”

"Su Juan has an accident?"

Luo Qingrong, who was listening to Luo Ayajin and Li Baguio talking about poetry, was also shocked to sweat, these days Luo Sujuan likes to come to her to play, because she is always cautious in front of herself, but it makes Luo Qingrong feel pity, after teaching her to write, she asked the two of them to take her around to play, no need to detain her, these days Luo Qingrong has put his mind on Zhang Lan's flower-viewing banquet, but he didn't pay attention to what Luo Sujuan did, she didn't seem to come out today, why did she fall into the water at this time? Thinking in his heart, Luo Qingrong had already followed Zhang Lan over.

When Zhang Lan and Luo Qingrong arrived, they only saw the figure of Russell Silk on the water rising and falling, and Zhang Lan's nurse He Mother threw herself on the ground and cried, just shouting Russell Juan's name in her mouth.