However, she only saw Miss Jiang smiling suddenly, and then turned her gaze elsewhere, obviously not waiting to see Shi Jin.

Although Shi Jin didn't know if the ascent that day was related to Jiang Jin, he also thought that he had not offended her.

didn't say much at the moment, took the pen in Qi Wanran's hand, and after a little thought, he picked up the pen and flew up and down on the rice paper.

The other ladies were also curious. Most of them were born in a family of hairpins, that is, there are those who do not learn and have no skills, and they have also studied with the female master for a few years, so they don't know what good sentences can such a lowly maid write?

Miss Qi Si naturally had a little hesitation, but Shi Jin had already taken the pen, and it was useless to think about it, so she just stood aside, and saw her catch the cuffs, hang her wrist and carry the pen, and write a chapter.

"Heavy buildings are rewarded, how can you envy the stone as a corridor."

After she finished writing two sentences, Wang Nianyun read it along. She was originally the daughter of the country's priest wine, and she was more diligent than the next family on the way to study. Seeing Shi Jin's words now, he thought about it for a while and gave the judgment of "Tong".

"The lake is close before the wind and the moon, and the window is cool in winter."

"Pass." This couplet looked neat, and the other lady also poked her head and made a judgment.

"Zhiqing knows Yupu, and Zhizi recognizes Xianxiang."

After another couplet, the big stone in Qi Si's heart also fell a little, and some smiles appeared in his eyes.

"But I'm afraid that Angelica will return to Que, and the Lingtai will not be hurt."

After the last two sentences were written, the young lady, who had already done a good thing, opened the rice paper and read it out sentence by sentence.

"It's good to look at, it's all rhyme, but let's underestimate you." That young lady has no prejudice against Shi Jin and Qi Si. Seeing a maid make such verses, my heart was already impressed.

Yao Zixian was waiting outside the door first, and happened to hear the dispute inside. After listening to Shi Jin's poems, she was also a little impressed in her heart.

At that moment, I couldn't help clapping my hands, and entered the house with admiration in my eyes, "Good poetry!" Good poetry! ”

Shi Jin came from outside, turned around at the moment, and saw Yao Zixian, who was wearing a bun of the bride, stepping on the door.

With a smile on her face, she glanced at Shi Jin, "I remember you, if I remember it correctly, you are a famous doctor?" ”

Shi Jin bent slightly, "Exactly, the slave maid has seen Miss Biao." ”

Yao Zixian is the maiden niece of the eldest lady Yao, and she deserves the title of Miss Biao.

She let Shi Jin get up at the moment, sat down at the table again, and glanced at the young ladies around her, and then Yan Yan had to plead guilty, "It's not that I protect my aunt's maid, It's really this girl's dexterity, although it is just four crosses, but it is embedded with Chonglou, Qianhu, honeysuckle, gardenia, and angelica five flavor medicines." Am I right? ”

Shi Jin also smiled slightly, "Miss Minghui, there are still two flavors of medicine in it, which are rare and have not been pointed out." ”

Her words aroused interest in the hearts of the young ladies, and they immediately asked in a few words.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire warm pavilion changed, and there was no longer the barrier of the pioneers.

Yao Zixian wanted to raise her face for her aunt's family, and said with a smile, "It's Zixian who is not good at reading, I'm afraid it's hard to guess, why don't you copy this poem and the verses written by the sisters together, and send it to the male guest, so that they can also follow the research and judgment, okay?" ”

Although her proposal was bold, it was exactly what the young ladies wanted. In the past, Miss Qi San was there, and the name of this talented woman in the capital often fell on her.

Although Yao Zixian is also full of poetry and books, she is not as flamboyant as Miss Qi San, who is beautiful and wise, but she is kind and gentle.

At that moment, they all added a few more lines of poetry, and the elegant people who had the right to give leisure and appreciation words were happy.

When the poems were handed over, a young lady had already come to Shi Jin and asked about the two flavors of medicine.

Shi Jin smiled slightly, "It's just a coincidence, the two flavors of medicine that are lacking, one is Shi Wei, and the other is Zeng Qing." ”

Meanwhile.

There were also people on the male side's side who saw the poem, and their eyes lit up.

"Chonglou, Shi Wei, Qianhu, Honeysuckle, Zeng Qing, Gardenia, Angelica! It's wonderful! But I don't know which young lady is so interesting? The bitter and unpalatable prescriptions in Su Ri followed into the poem, and the teeth and cheeks of reading were fragrant, and there was a lingering affection! Even below, I can't help but want to reconcile two sentences! ”

There are those who know the name of Chinese medicinal materials, all of them are gearing up, and they also have the idea of composing poetry, and they ask for pen and paper, and they frown and think carefully between grinding and thinking.

Qi Mojing's heart jumped suddenly, thinking of medicinal materials, he couldn't help but think about Shi Jinlai. After all, she is familiar with the names of all kinds of medicinal materials, and she has some advantages over others.

It's just that he never thought that she could write poetry, and the little hesitation in his heart was pressed again.

On the other side, Fang Die went to look for Shi Jin after changing her clothes, but she didn't want to be so lively in the warm pavilion, and all the young ladies caught Shi Jin and surrounded her in the middle, and she wrote some interesting medicinal herbs and played with them.

Shi Jin was so forced that he couldn't, so he had to copy the names he was familiar with one by one, for the ladies to recite poems and make fun of each other.

When she finally got out of the warm pavilion, she saw Fang Die leaning crookedly on the edge of the door waiting for her.

"I didn't expect you to make poetry?" Fang Die patted Shi Jin and laughed with her.

Shi Jin smiled bitterly, "It's just a copy of some medicinal herbs, and don't laugh at my sister like this, otherwise if someone catches me and composes poems, how can you call me?" ”

Fang Die also laughed, and left with Shi Jin without mentioning it.

Qi Mojing, on the other side, took advantage of everyone's drunkenness and went to the room to pay respects. Ling Yao was a few steps behind, and the two of them entered the side room one after the other.

At this time, there are no idle people in the Gong room, only a few partitions, the middle Gong bucket, and the incense dyeing, but it is very clean.

He was only separated from Ling Yao, and he heard Ling Yao's voice from the water room, "I keep in mind what my sister-in-law said to me that day. Although the Ling family's big house is declining, in the end we are one. ”

Qi Mojing lowered his eyes, silently put down the corner of his robe, and only mentioned another matter, "How many days will you return to Licheng?" ”

There was silence for a moment, and the other side answered, "...... Be. ”

"Ling Mansion, he and I will protect ourselves. When the time comes, I will go to Licheng to find you. He lifted his eyes and glanced sideways.

"That's right, thank you." Ling Yao's voice was extremely soft, but solemn.

Qi Mojing cleaned his hands before going to the washing shelf, picked up the white handkerchief and wiped it, and then walked out of the house.

Ling Yao paused, walked around the room again, and confirmed that there was no one before leaving.

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After listening to the play, Shi Jin turned to the men's seat.

She asked the people of the Ling Mansion, and Fang Zhi left the table early. She hurriedly said goodbye to Fang Die, and then lifted the corner of her skirt and ran out.

The second master's carriage was already waiting at the door, and the deaf and dumb coachman was sitting on the wheel.

When Shi Jin saw the coachman, his pace slowed down slightly, and then he hesitated to climb into the car.

The poems in it are from the Song Dynasty. Chen Ya's "Denghu Prefecture Summer Building". Because this is the first month, I changed Banxia to honeysuckle. This poet likes to use medicine in his poems, which is more interesting.

and Xin Qiji's "Silent Night Thoughts" is also very beautiful, and it is placed here for everyone to enjoy:

The mica screen is open, the pearl curtain is closed, and the wind blows away the agarwood. Divorced and depressed, the golden threads are yellow. The cypress shadow and cinnamon branches reflect each other, calmly rise, and make the mercury pond. Forsythia head, swept through the middle of summer, cool mint clothes.

A hook vine on the moon, ordinary mountain night, dream of the battlefield. has long been light powder, living alone in an empty house. If you want to break the string, you can't get it, and the aconitum is white, and the most bitter ginseng business. Angelica also, dogwood ripe, chrysanthemum with yellow flowers.

(End of chapter)