Chapter 37: My Son Can Write Poetry?

The next day, the morning light was faint.

It was still early, Li Qingying went out, after walking out of Liufu, Li Qingying jumped and jumped onto a tall tower a hundred meters away, she roughly glanced at the landform and buildings of Qingzhou City, and after finding the position of the Demon Sect's rudder, she stepped lightly, and her body flew out lightly.

In an instant, the red back floated out thousands of meters away and disappeared between the pavilions and pavilions......

When Liu Feng woke up, he found that there was no one by the pillow, but he was used to it.

Noon, the hottest time of the day.

More than a dozen members of the Liufu family gathered in the courtyard, drinking herbal tea and chatting, and even Liu Xiaoyu and Xiao Baoer, who were lively, sat on the steps under the eaves of the pavilion to enjoy the shade.

As for why the two didn't sit on the stone bench in the cooler pavilion, it was because Liu Changtian, who was not shallow, had already filled the stone bench in the pavilion with ten concubines.

Liu Changtian was holding one in his left hand, one in his right hand, one was still sitting on his lap, and there was a concubine who was pinching her shoulders behind him.

In fact, Liu Changtian didn't want to be so tired.

In the pavilion, there were a total of six stone benches, and the ten concubines couldn't sit down at all, and in desperation, Liu Changtian had no choice but to sacrifice himself and let the remaining concubines sit on him.

He was so tired that he was almost laughing and crying.

The ten concubines laughed happily, and the crisp and pleasant laughter resounded in the small courtyard, and Liu Feng himself had no place to sit, so he could only sit on the steps with Xiao Bao'er and Liu Xiaoyu, and Xiaozhu stood quietly beside him as always, without saying a word.

"Xiaoyu, you can memorize the poem that Mr. handed you, I saw that Mr. was very angry when he left yesterday, did you make Mr. unhappy." Erniang, who was leaning on Liu Changtian's arms, glanced at it casually, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw her daughter sitting dryly on the steps, and suddenly her eyebrows rose upside down, and she admonished a few words.

"Hmph, I didn't make him angry, he was angry with himself." Liu Xiaoyu turned her head, puffed out her mouth, and looked angry, last night, her mother snatched her candied fruit and beat her, she still remembers this hatred.

"Master, you have to take care of her, what do you think of her?" Erniang grabbed Liu Changtian's salty pig hand and shook it, and said coquettishly.

Liu Changtian glanced at Liu Xiaoyu's back, and smiled helplessly: "Okay, okay, you can let her go, our old Liu family, from ancient times to the present, there are few people who are reading materials, just know their own names." ”

"How's that going to work?" Erniang frowned, feeling that Liu Changtian, a scumbag, had not fulfilled his father's responsibilities.

"Okay, okay, you just let her go, I think she's really not the material for reading, just like my son, you see Yi Han, I went to private school when I was a child, but I only know how to eat, drink and have fun all day long, naughty and mischievous, I have been reading for a few years, I have spent a lot of money, and I don't know a few words, since then, I have accepted my fate, my old Liu family, or honest business." Liu Changtian said, opened his mouth and took a peeled grape handed over by the concubine.

"Okay, I don't care if you don't care, anyway, my daughter is not mine alone." Erniang was also a little annoyed when she saw his perfunctory attitude, and after snorting lightly, she turned her head.

I happened to see a maid, leading Yang Juzheng and a man in white into the arched courtyard gate, towards this side.

"Xiaoyu, Mr. is here, you go to study." Erniang shouted at Liu Xiaoyu's back.

"Don't, I don't want to study, big brother save me~~" Liu Xiaoyu's face changed greatly, and he hurriedly hugged Liu Feng's arm, raised his little face, blinked his bright eyes, and looked at Liu Feng.

"Don't be like this, big brother really can't save you." Liu Feng smiled bitterly.

While speaking, the maid had already led Yang Juzheng and Lin Xiao to the front.

"Under Yang Juzheng, dare to ask Gongzi but Gongzi Liu?" Yang Juzheng bowed his hands and was polite.

Inside and outside the pavilion, everyone was stunned for a moment, as if they didn't expect that this gentleman came here not to find Liu Xiaoyu, but to find Liu Feng.

Liu Feng didn't know why, stood up, and arched his hand: "Under Liu Feng, what is the matter with Mr." ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiao on the side stepped forward quickly, staring at him with blazing eyes, looking excited: "You are Liu Feng?" ”

"You are?" Feeling Lin Xiao's fiery gaze, not only Liu Feng was puzzled, but everyone was also surprised.

"I'm sorry, it's rude, it's a forest night." Seeing Liu Feng subconsciously take a step back, Lin Xiao realized that he might be rude, so he suppressed the excitement in his heart and bent down towards Liu Feng, but his eyes were locked on Liu Feng, even when he bent over, he was looking at Liu Feng, as if he was afraid that Liu Feng would run away.

Yang Juzheng and Lin Xiao's unusual performance attracted everyone's attention, and they all looked here, quite curious about the purpose of these two people visiting Liu Feng.

Yang Juzheng took a step forward and explained his intentions: "That's the case, Liu Gongzi, both of us are from Xiucai, recently the Qin State has published two good poems, even Your Majesty was shocked, these two good poems have been widely circulated among the world's readers, and the two of us also learned about it yesterday......"

Yang Juzheng told the story, Liu Changtian and the ten concubines were confused, and said in their hearts that Qin Guo had produced two good poems, what does it have to do with Liu Feng?

You're looking for the wrong person, right?

Only Xiao Baoer, Xiaozhu, and Liu Feng himself immediately realized that Yang Juzheng and Lin Xiao must have known that these two poems were written by Liu Feng, so they specially came to visit.

Liu Xiaoyu, who was short, was sandwiched between several people, frowning and trying to think, she was a not very smart child, and she hadn't sorted out the relationship yet.

Sure enough, Yang Juzheng's next words confirmed Liu Feng's conjecture.

"After the two of us learned these two poems, they were very excited, and I had two amazing poems in the Qin Kingdom!"

"After we learned that these two poems were written by Liu Gongzi, we decided to pay a visit.........

"What?"

Before Yang Juzheng finished speaking, in the pavilion, Liu Changtian stood up with a brush, looking a little surprised.

Yang Ju is a Xiucai, and he is also a teacher in his house, and Liu Changtian has sent someone to investigate the character of the other party, Yang Ju will never joke.

But Yang Ju was about to say that his son could write poetry, and he wanted to laugh.

He doesn't know what virtues his son has, Liu Feng has been naughty since he was a child, he doesn't learn and has no skills, he can't recognize a few words, and he still composes poems, how is this possible?

The concubines looked at each other, and they were also a little confused, their thoughts were probably the same as Liu Changtian's thoughts, if it was about appearance, Liu Feng was unmatched, but if you want to talk about poetry, there are so many people in the world who read books, and it is better than Liu Feng to pull one out.