Chapter Twenty-Eight: Willing to Gamble and Lose
Han Xu just smiled slightly, "Although your answer is correct, I also know it, it's just that because you say it now, you have an advantage, so let's compare the question again, I will come up with a couplet, if you can match, I will let you read." ”
"No, if I make a pair, you will let our master and servant all come to study." Xie Xunzhu said categorically, she would never give this Han Xu any chance to turn over again!
Seeing the little girl's face of refusing to admit defeat, Han Xu was also amused, and he nodded and agreed to Xie Xunzhu's request.
"My uplink is: Qingshan does not ink a thousand autumn paintings."
Han Xu blurted out without thinking about it, as soon as he said Shanglian, Xie Xunzhu immediately grabbed Bai and said: "The green mountains are not painted with thousands of autumns, and the flowing water has no strings and ten thousand guqins." ”
Hearing this, Han Xu couldn't help but be taken aback.
"The poems of your little girl are very good, but this Shanglian is from the hand of Li Zhibai, a literary master of the current dynasty, how can you say it?" Han Xu questioned.
"If you can't answer, it doesn't mean that others can't, you just say that I'm right or not, good or not?" Xie Xunzhu asked aggressively.
"That's right, of course." Han Xu said.
Listening to Han Xu's words, Xie Xunzhu breathed a sigh of relief.
Defeated by what he thought was a female streamer, Han Xu's face was very embarrassed, but if he lost, he lost.
He coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment, "Master has a cloud to do what he says, tomorrow you master and servant will come to the academy to study." ”
This result caused an uproar, because it was already time to get out of school, so there were many students watching when the two people were couplet.
They were waiting for Xie Xunzhu to go back in disgrace, but they didn't want the master to lose?
"Wouldn't it? That little girl actually won? The master lost, was he really won by a woman? Someone said in shock.
Xie Xunzhu's couplet had too much impact on them, once this news was released, it would definitely become their after-dinner conversation, and they didn't know how to evaluate Xie Xunzhu.
"No, Master, I don't agree, how can there be a woman in the school." The young man in red just now and his little friend immediately retorted.
"That's right! How can we men read with women? Women just wait for adulthood to find a good man to marry. Another person echoed.
Hearing their words, Han Xu suddenly became angry, "What do you know, why can't we men study with women?" If you lose, you lose, the husband has a word, and the horse is difficult to chase, how can you, as my students, be so careful. ”
Han Xu glared at them fiercely, and punished this group of students for not copying the book ten times before giving up.
Xie Xunzhu looked at them with their heads bowed, not to mention how happy they were.
"Get out of the way!" She triumphantly watched as the group of students who looked like defeated roosters returned home happily with Coral.
Soon Xie Xunzhu entered the school to study, and he traveled all over the streets and alleys, you must know that before this, no woman had ever entered the school.
Some of them think that Xie Xunzhu can enter the school, which means that he has real skills and talents, and at the same time told all the young girls that they have other ways to embroider in addition to staying in the boudoir.
But there are also people who disagree with these people who always think that women are virtuous if they are not talented, and Xie Xunzhu is obviously a big rebel thing to do.
However, these women were only discussing in private, and they didn't dare to accuse Han Xu of accepting female disciples to their faces.
This matter caused a lot of uproar, but then it reached Zhou Qianrong's ears.
"Miss, do you know that Xie Xunzhu actually entered the academy with his own efforts? The neighbors are saying that he is talented, and you are a talented woman who is proficient in poetry and songs, Xie Xunzhu actually overpowered your limelight. ”
The maid said this, and Zhou Qianrong slammed the tea cup in his hand on the table.
She said coldly: "What is that cheap pair?" ”
"Miss Hui is a green mountain without ink and a thousand autumn paintings, and the flowing water has no strings and a thousand guqin." The maid replied truthfully.
"Hmph, I can match such a simple pair." Zhou Qianrong snorted coldly, then picked up a brush dipped in cinnabar, and wrote a poem with a brush:
"Jiang Lang is exhausted, he is old and refined, he is old overnight, and he is unwilling in his heart, so he is sad in his heart and misses his old love."
At the place of payment, there are three big characters of "Zhou Qianrong", the handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the pen is sharp.
Seeing her young lady's sharp pen, the maid immediately rushed up to pat her ass, "My sister is really amazing, according to what I can see, you are much more talented than that Xie Xunzhu." ”
Hearing the maid's compliment, her gloomy face improved somewhat.
This week, Qianrong still has a faint worry in his heart, I have to say that Xie Xunzhu's pair is exquisite, and he may be able to reach this level, so won't his position as the first talented woman be shaken?
Thinking of this, Qianrong sorted out her clothes, and after looking at the exquisite makeup, she smiled, and pushed open the door to find her mother.
As soon as she entered the living room, she saw her mother talking to someone, and she had a good eye to see it, and waited quietly.
"This is Ling Nu, she looks really smart and smart." As soon as the woman saw Zhou Qianrong, she hurriedly praised with a smile, "Please sit down, your mother compliments you to me every day." ”
Zhou Qianrong heard his mother's praise, and his cheeks couldn't help but be dyed with a faint pink.
She walked slowly to the woman's side and said shyly: "Mother, you really spoil me too much, and my daughter is embarrassed." ”
After hearing this, the woman laughed, she took her daughter's hand and sat beside her, and said earnestly, "Daughter, my mother hopes that you will marry a good family, you are such a good girl, you should be married out as soon as possible, and my mother is looking forward to holding her grandson." ”
A sentence from her grandson suddenly made Zhou Qianrong blush, lowered her head, and hummed softly, she did not deny this sentence, but her heart resisted this sentence.
Looking at her delicate appearance, the woman smiled contentedly.
She stretched out her right hand and touched her daughter's smooth hair, and said with satisfaction, "Your Aunt Zhou's family has a good son, how long will you two meet?" ”
As soon as he heard Aunt Zhou, Zhou Qianrong immediately raised his head, and his eyes flashed with surprise.
Her eyes couldn't help but look around, looking for the shadow of the man she was expecting.
However, she was disappointed, she didn't see him in the lobby at all, so she could only say with some frustration, "Mother, my daughter doesn't plan to marry for the time being, and my daughter wants to be by your side all the time." ”