Mo Ling had to sigh, this woman really had honey in her mouth and poison in her heart, shook her head at Ma's shamelessness, and watched Ma take Zheng Yichen to a secluded corner of the room to copy the scriptures, Mo Ling laughed again:

"This woman has a good calculation, but she is in my territory, how can she let you be in charge?

Mo Ling put aside Ma's self-righteousness for the time being, and let Zheng Yichen copy the scriptures honestly and with the appearance of a filial son.

The three great masters came forward to preside over the opening ceremony, and the scribes and the common people happily began to play in the sea of flowers, and at the same time made various speculations about today's night meeting.

According to the convention, at the end of the poetry meeting, there will always be a fight for poetry, which will push the atmosphere to the apex in the competition.

Today's fighting poems, arranged in the night party shrine, along with exquisite wine and snacks, many people are full of expectations for fighting poems, this time there are three great virtues at once, I believe that the scribes should not only come up with some ordinary works, there must be some masterpieces to be brought to the table.

Everyone is also guessing which lucky person will be tonight, and with the approval of the three great virtues, he won the first prize of the poetry club, which is a good opportunity to make a name for himself.

Zheng Yilang and Zheng Yiheng followed Zheng Xuan to privately make some rich family scribes or visitors, and many people will also establish contact and acquaintance with Zheng Yilang and Zheng Yiheng.

On the other hand, Zheng Yichen could only be guarded by Ma in the most important friendship link, silently copying scriptures in the wing, missing a great opportunity.

The daylight passed quickly in the play, everyone casually ate something at the bottom of the mountain or in the sea of flowers, and got up and walked towards the mountaintop shrine, at this time the sky gradually darkened, the priests began to light lanterns everywhere, the colorful brilliance permeated the entire flower mountain, it looked particularly quiet and beautiful, and then set off with the starry sky, the beauty at this time was better than the day.

Qiu Lao and the other three great masters sat down in the shrine early, they were originally old people, and the mountain road was quite physical, although there were their own students and priests to serve along the way, but they still felt unbearable, and sat in the shrine for a long time before relieving their breath.

At this time, in the courtyard of the shrine, there were already many people gathered here, and they gathered around each other according to their acquaintances, discussing poems with each other, and they were all ready to win a reputation in the waiting poems.

"Brother Wang, you can't hide your clumsy poetry today, I have long heard that you like to use flowers as a guide for poetry, and today's poem fight, I'm afraid it is Brother Wang's top prize. ”

"Where, I just like to write a few sentences randomly, in front of the three great virtues of Qiu Lao, where can I get it on the table, I still don't come out to show ugliness. ”

"Brother Wang, you are modest, in Shu County, who doesn't know the name of your flower!"

Many scribes had a heated discussion, and there were also many visitors shuttling among them, expanding their contacts, Mo Ling calculated the time from a high place, and looked at the room where Zheng Yichen was:

"It's almost time. ”

Ma was tired of copying in the outer hall, the maid servant was waiting, sitting in one place eating fruit, but Zheng Yichen suddenly pushed open the door and walked out, Ma quickly got up and came over, his face was cold:

"Why are you so ignorant, this child, that you are asked to copy the scriptures for your mother, why can't you sit still? How long has it been? Why don't you hurry back and continue writing. ”

Ma's tone was cold, and he put his mother's shelf full, Zheng Yichen looked at Ma indifferently, and his tone was not the slightest anger, but polite:

"Mother, it's not that the child doesn't want to continue copying, but the ink has run out, and my legs and feet are a little sore from daytime copying to now, and I just want to move a little bit. Mother won't allow it?"

After Zheng Yichen finished speaking, Ma secretly didn't believe it, wondering how he could use up the ink so quickly, he had prepared a lot of ink?

Ma Shi thought about the loss that Zheng Yichen made him suffer in front of Zheng Xuan a few days ago, and he didn't want to have more twists and turns in this kind of trivial matter, the most important connections during the day Zheng Yichen had already been missed, although there were more important fighting poems at night, but as long as he controlled the time well, he could rest at this time, and he could just stagger the time of fighting poetry.

As soon as he thought of this, he was relieved, Ma's face became much more indifferent, and his tone was serious, and he advised:

"You have been so sensible these days, it seems that you have put your heart into it. Anyway, it seems that you are really tired, and you are allowed to take a break, but come back quickly before the poem begins, so as not to be crowded and delay your filial piety in mourning your mother. ”

Zheng Yichen shouted thanks:

"Thank you, Mother. ”

After speaking, Ma asked people to prepare new ink for Zheng Yichen, and at the same time sent four tall servants to follow behind Zheng Yichen: "You four protect the young master, there are many things outside, so as not to make a mess, if something happens to the third young master, I am the only one who asks!"

Ma naturally knows that she doesn't want Zheng Yichen to be in the limelight in Doushi.

Thinking that four servants were enough, enough to bring him back before the time, Ma carefully arranged it.

The four henchmen and servants didn't dare to do anything to Zheng Yichen, and they didn't even dare to be a little disrespectful on their faces, but they didn't leave the left and right, Zheng Yichen was not worried, and casually turned around in the palace, and after a turn, the four servants were stopped by the two priests who were coming towards them:

"Four guests, the back is not open for the time being, please move. ”

The four servants were stopped, but Zheng Yichen walked farther and farther, they were in a hurry, but they couldn't rush through the interception of the priest, they could only watch Zheng Yichen disappear in their eyes.

Mo Ling nodded with satisfaction seeing this, in the distance, Zheng Xuan and Qiu Lao and the others took advantage of the last bit of time before the start of Dou Shi to take a walk in the garden, Lu Rongwei intentionally or unintentionally guided, and guided them to the corridor of the compound, which is not far from the courtyard of Dou Shi, and the people in the distance are full of excitement, the four of them sit here to rest a little, and at the same time comment on the young talents they saw today, and they are also happy for a while.

But chatting and chatting, Qiu Lao looked at the side more, but inadvertently, he saw a dark shadow writing and painting on the corridor pillar in the distance, and this corridor was the only way they waited.

Twilight is a part-time writer, so updates are usually at night, and they are often stuck, so you may have to wait a little long every day, and I'm really sorry for everyone