"Ask Father to bring it back and let someone who is good at planting plant it in the sunniest part of your yard." Lin Song's gaze at Lin Ruhai was extremely firm.

Lin Ruhai hesitated for a moment, took the seed, and asked:

"Li'er gave it to you?"

"It's not Brother Zhou, it's a gift from the person who gave me the prescription before. It is said that this thing can be on a par with wheat and rice. ”

"Really?" Lin Ruhai looked at the seeds in his palm, and his eyes changed.

Lin Song nodded, and then asked him to go back and plant, before turning around and walking into the door of the Zhou family.

The Zhou family is not as big as the Lin family, but there are more people in the family than the Lin family.

Zhou Li has two older sisters and a younger brother who is still in his mother's arms.

The two sisters naturally took refuge in the backyard, although the backyard of the Zhou family was just two larger yards.

Lin Song and Zhou Li live together, but there is nothing in the way, but they read and practice calligraphy every day and take care of the vegetable garden.

Zhou Li's people are stereotyped and square, follow the rules, and live like a robot. Although he is full of articles, the articles he writes have no aura. The poems made are also seven-word rules with a board and a glance, with more ingenuity and less spirituality.

Lin Song's knowledge foundation is not as good as him, but when it comes to articles, Zhou Li is not as good as him.

At noon that day, Lin Song and Zhou Li went to the Cuiwen Pavilion for an appointment.

Qi Wentang and others have already arrived, as well as several well-known talents in Yangzhou City, such as Tang Xiu, Meng Dongting, etc.

They were last year's moves, and they were laughing with Qi Wentang and others. Seeing Lin Song and Zhou Li coming in, Qi Wentang hurriedly pulled Lin Song over, and said with a smile:

"Everyone, this is Zisong. The son of Lin Gong is also the person who reads ancient books to solve the danger of the epidemic. ”

Tang Xiu and the others hurriedly stepped forward to salute, and they all smiled and said, "Lin Gongzi's name, I have been waiting for a long time." ”

Lin Song also arched his hand and said: "It's just a fluke, you don't have to be like this." ”

"What a fluke, it's also a skill to be able to turn over." Qi Wentang laughed, then pulled Lin Song to the front, and said:

"Thanks to you for coming up with a new recipe, otherwise you wouldn't have seen me." As he spoke, he was going to let Lin Song sit on the main seat.

This is a banquet in Qi Wentang's private hall, how can Lin Song be anti-guest-oriented, but press Qi Wentang down, and said with a smile:

"I'm a guest, you sit." As he spoke, he sat down on Qi Wentang's side, and Qi Wentang just did that.

Others sat down, or they sought out their friends, and chanted poems against each other. Zhou Li also found a random place to sit down.

Not long after, Li Changfeng also came in from outside, and Qi Wentang and Lin Song greeted him together. Before he got closer, Li Changfeng first saluted Lin Song and said to Qi Wentang:

"Brother Qi, don't blame, the grace of saving lives is now."

Qi Wentang laughed and said, "Why don't I know? That's how it should be. ”

After saying that, the three of them sat together.

Many people in the city came today, but the only ones who took the initiative to sit near Lin Song and the three of them were Tang Xiu and others, except for the sons of a few officials.

Jia Rong was also invited. But until everyone drank tea for a while, and proposed to roll the dice and count the people to compose poems, they did not see him coming.

Qi Wentang agreed with this proposal and said with a smile: "In my opinion, it is not beautiful for us to compose poems. It's better to have no restrictions on anything, no matter who you order, just write the poem out as soon as you are more fragrant. ”

Before he finished speaking, Li Changfeng added: "If you can't write it, three bowls." ”

As he spoke, someone took the dice and turned them around, and three threes came out, which happened to be Lin Song. For a while, everyone laughed:

"What a coincidence." As he spoke, someone put the pen and paper on Lin Song's desk, and Lin Song wrote:

"The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the buildings are reflected in the pond. The crystal curtain moves elegantly, and the article is full of ink. ”

After writing, Lin Song felt mediocre. But the poem won a lot of applause, and some people even wanted to write it on the fan on the spot.

Tang Xiu even smiled and said: "Why can't this poem be passed down through the ages?" ”

Lin Song clasped his toes on the side, and it didn't take long to find an excuse to go out, only to find that Zhou Li was also standing outside. Looking at the lotus flowers in the pond, Lin Song stepped forward and asked with a smile:

"Why are you out there too?"

"It's just boring." Zhou Li heard Lin Song's voice, turned around and said:

"It's good if a Venerable One is not good, and he is sought after in every way; The lowly is not good, there is always a way to find your fault, it is better to enjoy the flowers in the back, but it is also cooler. ”

Lin Song also sat beside him and said with a smile: "That's not bad. ”

But after not sitting for long, Tang Xiu and others came out and said with a smile:

"I can't see Lin Gongzi left and right, it turns out that he is idle here. Let's go. As he spoke, several people surrounded Lin Song and hugged Lin Song in.

There are also people inside who are loudly praising Lin Song's font, saying that Lin Song's characters have a thousand powers, and the muscles and bones are clear, which is really good.

Some people have already inscribed Lin Song's poems on the fan, and when they saw Lin Song coming in, they smiled and showed Lin Song.

There were also people who were reciting aloud the poems written by Qi Wentang, and several people surrounded Qi Wentang and praised loudly, and Qi Wentang, who was boasting, said flutteringly:

"My literary brilliance is not as good as Zisong, not as good as Zisong."

Lin Song glanced at his words, which were also written in summer, and the beginning was, "Summer is hot, my heart is like anxiety." ”

It is said to be a word, but it is actually more like a vernacular. But the applause in the house was still endless.

Lin Song responded with a few words, and then lowered his head and drank. Just as he was about to wait a little longer, he excused himself and left.

Jia Rong suddenly came in from outside, smiled and saluted everyone back, and walked quickly to Lin Song, with an unconcealable joy on her face, and said with a smile:

"Zisong is overjoyed."

"What's the joy?" Lin Song asked with a smile.

"You forgot? This time there is a letter from Beijing, and the Rong Mansion will take the lead on your behalf, isn't it a great joy that the marriage between you and the girl of the Shi family is decided? Jia Rong laughed.

Lin Song was stunned for a moment, and after a while he smiled: "That's really good." ”

"Not really." Jia Rong smiled and sat on the seat given by Li Changfeng, and said, "More than that." ”

"Oh?" Everyone asked one after another, and they were very enthusiastic.

They all know that Jia Rong is the son-in-law of Ning Guofu, although he is in Yangzhou City, he must be the one who will attack the lord in the future, and there is no one else.

He has always been held very high, and this is no longer the case.

Jia Rong threw out a sentence, and almost everyone was eye-catching, listening to him say:

"Your happy event is one, and my aunt's happy event is two. The new salt envoy is already on the way here, and my aunt will take you back to Beijing to report on your work in the near future. ”

"No wonder you didn't come today, it turns out that there is something inside." Lin Song got up and bowed his hand to him and said:

"I want to thank you."

"No thanks, no thanks." Jia Rong smiled and waved her hand to let Lin Song sit down, and said with a smile: "Don't be busy, I haven't finished talking yet." ”

"Please."

"This is a happy event for my family, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it." Jia Rong's eyebrows fluttered, and when she saw that everyone was impatient, she said:

"There is a letter in the palace, and the Rong Mansion is going to send a mother."

"I know a little bit about this, but I want to crown her as a virtuous concubine?" Lin Song asked with a smile.

Jia Rong became more and more overjoyed, and said loudly: "It's the virtuous concubine, and now she has received the holy decree, just waiting for the concubine." ”

Hearing this, no one here stood up and said hello. Seeing this, Jia Rong became more and more proud, and under the toast of everyone, it didn't take long for her to get drunk.

When the banquet was dispersed, Lin Song asked the little servant to help Jia Rong, who was drunk, out, and said:

"Time is so fast."

In the blink of an eye, Jia Yuanchun was about to be crowned a concubine.

However, in the original text, the people of Jiafu didn't know about Jia Yuanchun's concubine before the holy decree came down.

Lin Song looked at Jia Rong, who was drunk like mud, with doubts in his eyes.