"Woo'er, you came just in time, come and see your Uncle Lin and Aunt Lin." Seeing Zhou Ming coming in, Zhou Ruhai said.

"Yes, Dad."

is worthy of being a cultural person, even if he is self-contained, he has torn his face, and he is so particular about etiquette.

Monday scolded and saluted the lord and wife of the Lin family.

Mrs. Lin's face was indifferent throughout the whole process, but Master Lin smiled and nodded.

"Woo'er, how are you doing lately?" Master Lin asked.

Zhou Ming didn't lose the battle, raised his chest up, and said loudly: "The blessing of Torin Shibo, I have been able to eat and sleep recently, and I have fitness, and my health is very good." ”

Hearing this, Mrs. Lin snorted coldly and turned her head.

"Okay, in that case, Uncle Lin will tell you directly if he has something to say."

Hypocritical old guy, before hurting someone, you have to ask if your body can bear it.

Zhou Ming secretly clenched his fists.

Master Lin stroked his beard and said, "I have discussed with your father just now, as long as you are healthy, your marriage with Gillian ......"

Should come or come, Zhou Ming hesitated, whether to increase the compensation to two million taels.

"I'll do it tomorrow. The three media and six hires are all exempted from these false gifts. As long as you and Gillian live in peace, your father and I will be at ease. ”

Zhou Ming: "Huh? ”

He couldn't believe his ears.

This happiness came too suddenly.

It turned out that my father and mother were so excited just now because they were happy.

Fortunately, I held back just now and didn't say anything about Hedong for thirty years.

Later, Mr. Lin also said that he would handle all the operations of the wedding.

The two old men said something later, but Zhou Ming didn't listen to a word until Master Lin asked him again.

"Woo'er, have you made progress in reading lately?"

"Jinyi doesn't dare to say, only hard work."

This is not nonsense, they all worked so hard that they vomited blood and died, Zhou Zhou Ming said secretly in his heart.

"Since you work so hard, you might as well make a poem and give you Uncle Lin's appreciation."

Mrs. Lin was already against this marriage, and knew that Zhou Ming would abandon Wu Congwen not long after, so she came out at this time to deliberately make things difficult for him.

"It's fine." Master Lin also wanted to see the literary style of the prospective aunt.

Zhou Ruhai and Mrs. Zhou looked at their son with anticipation.

Even the eyes of the people in the family focused on Zhou Ming.

In this case, if you make a poem that doesn't make sense, the consequences can be imagined.

Well, you forced me to copy it.

Zhou Ming paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, thinking about which one to copy.

If the level is too high, it does not conform to its own personality, and if the level is low, there is no forced qualification.

It's so hard.

After a fifth of the incense, he decided to copy "Climbing the Stork's Tower", so he turned around and said, "White-"

"The sun is at the end of the mountain, and the river flows into the sea. If you want to be poor for a thousand miles, go to the next level - this is Wang Jiling's poem, I can memorize it when I am three years old. ”

Before the words were spoken, Lin Li memorized the whole poem first, and finally did not forget to inform the source.

it, can it be more unlucky? Da Chu actually has this poem, and there is only one word difference.

Zhou Ming was stunned.

At this time, everyone in the room was shocked, and everyone's expressions were different, some were disappointed, some were disgusted, and more were confused.

Looking at his son's embarrassment, Zhou Ruhai almost covered his face and cried bitterly, he couldn't understand it, and was exposed by a child.

What kind of sin did my old Zhou family do?

Mrs. Lin touched Lin Li's head, her face was full of pride, and she wondered if she could take this opportunity to destroy the marriage between the two families.

Master Lin's face was solemn and silent.

can't compose poetry, at most it's not very talented.

Cheekily copying other people's poems is of low moral character.

If the Lin family uses this as a reason to withdraw from the marriage, the Zhou family has nothing to say.

Zhou Ming understands this truth better than anyone else.

Some roads, chosen, have to be completed on their knees.

Copying is no longer copied.

Copy another poem, if Lin Li will still do it, when the time comes, there will be no need for others to criticize, Zhou Zhou Ming will pull a hemp rope and hang the southeast branch by himself.

Under heavy pressure, Zhou Ming had a flash of inspiration: "The white dust has gone with the wind, and Qinxi's dream is even more sorrowful." ”

The whole hall was silent, and the pins could be heard.

Everyone's eyes all subconsciously looked at Lin Li.

The pressure suddenly came to Lin Li's side.

I saw that his face was getting redder and redder, and finally he cried out: "I won't!" ”

Except for the Lin family, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Lin's angry teeth itched, and while coaxing her grandson, she turned around and asked Master Lin, "How is this poem doing?" ”

"Good poetry. The artistic conception is far-reaching, sad but not sad. Master Lin was still reminiscing, "It's just that it doesn't seem to match the rules, and why is there only one couplet?" ”

Zhou Zhou Ming said with a smile: "The so-called good sentences are natural, and the poems are too rigid in the rhythm but fall into the cliché."

As for why there is only one couplet, it is really because the younger generation has limited learning, and it can't be continued. ”

Master Lin thought so, clapped his hands and said: "It's a good one to leave blank, wonderful." ”

Mrs. Lin stole the chicken and rolled her eyes in anger.

Zhou Ruhai nodded with satisfaction, my son has grown up, and I have become a little afraid to recognize it.

The reaction of the crowd was all visible on Monday.

Slapping the face with strength is down-to-earth.

Whoever asks me to compose poems in the future, Lao Tzu will screw his head off.

The Lin family left after lunch.

After sending the guests back, Laifu lowered his head and wanted to slip away.

"Laifu, come with me, I have something to tell you."

Zhou Ming calmed his face, called out to him, and turned back to the backyard.

Rifle obediently followed.

"Young master, I really didn't know that Master Lin and they came to discuss the wedding date......

As soon as he arrived in the backyard, Rifle desperately explained.

"Shut up." Zhou Zhou Ming lowered his voice, approached Laifu and asked, "Let me ask you, Miss Lin, are you as ugly as a pig now?" Have a disability? ”

From just now, Zhou Zhou Ming felt that there was something wrong with this marriage.

It is very realistic that people are warm and cold, and the world is hot and cold.

In the current situation of the Zhou family, if Lin Ajiao was not extremely ugly, or if she was disabled and couldn't get married, how could the Lin family marry her so happily.

Seeing Zhou Ming ask, Laifu was immediately indignant:

"Young Master, what are you talking about? The eldest lady of the Lin family is not only talented and beautiful, but also has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and now she is in the realm of martial arts.

The Lin family also told me that the Lin family once wanted to marry her into the royal family, and there were countless princes and grandsons who came to propose marriage. ”

"Then why did the Lin family still marry her to me?" Zhou Ming was even more puzzled.

"Alas," Laifu sighed, the regret on his face overflowing, "because the eldest lady of the Lin family is bent on marrying you, and she won't listen to anyone's advice." ”

Hey, is there such a strange woman in the world?

Zhou Ming's heart was greatly shocked, and the doubts in his heart were swept away, and he raised his hand and signaled: "You go down first, I will call you if there is something." ”

Before Laifu went out, he glanced at the stone table and said, "Young master, tomorrow is your wedding day, be careful." ”

Monday Ming kicked it over.

Laifu just ran away.

At this time, the Zhou Mansion was already busy, and the people put up lanterns, prepared firecrackers, posted big red happy words, and waited for tomorrow's wedding ceremony.

That night, Monday slept surprisingly soundly.