Chapter 4: Writing Poetry
"Strict, if you have a fierce wife in the family, why suffer from that mother-in-law's anger?" Chen Dashao is very sympathetic, but his current smile makes people feel uncomfortable.
It was originally a comforting word, but why did it change its flavor when it came out of his Chen Dong's mouth?
After three rounds, Han Yanyan was submissive, which made Chen Dashao's mood unusually comfortable today, this nerd finally restrained him like a gentleman like in the past.
"Please also ask the eldest young master to atone for his sins!"
"Yanyan, you're just late and not a no-show, what kind of atonement, stand aside first and wait for the arrangement!" Chen Dong's attitude towards Han Yanyan was still quite good.
He, the eldest young master, is really kind-hearted.
Maybe the real nobles are the kind of humble and polite gentlemen, not the kind of nouveau riche recklessness, who shout like a well-cultivated person when they come up?
"No!"
Han Congyan smiled, this eldest young master is okay, it's not too bad, and the work of accompanying him to study seems to be pretty good at present.
Chen Dong clapped his hands, and soon this group of self-recommended scholars began to prepare for Wang Po to sell melons, selling and boasting!
Xiao Cui stood aside with a group of maids, smiling secretly.
Where will these poor scholars know the art of speaking?
On weekdays, it is the family who do it, they just read dead books and learn dead knowledge, and when they need to test their oral communication skills on big occasions.
It's getting wooden.
One by one, you look at me, I look at you, don't dare to rush forward.
However, there are always tall people among the shorts!
Soon, there was a pockmarked guy with a talented face, and he stood up eagerly.
"Hello Chen Gongzi, hello girls!"
He was humble and polite, not messing around at all, and his body looked like a pot-bellied scholar, but it was a pity that there were some wrinkled pockmarks on his face.
This is the first impression that people have of him.
Han Yanyan stood beside the group of them, watching this rather comical farce with great interest.
"Hmm, are you Li Xiucai recommended by Uncle Liu?"
"Yes! The contemptible person is Li Shuhua in the east of the city!"
"Well, Young Master Ben has admired your name for a long time, I heard that you can write poetry at the age of five?" Chen Dong squinted his eyes and put his hands on the maid beside him.
"Not bad!"
This Li Shuhua is not modest.
Not only is he not modest, but he doesn't know the sophistication of people, he is estimated to be stupid in reading, and when he was praised by the eldest young master, his legs trembled, such an impetuous character.
Where are the readers?
"Then you can improvise ten spring poems!
He paused for a moment and began to inspect this Li Shuhua.
It's a pity, though.
This Li Shuhua is useless, scratching his head and ears vigorously, and he has no clue at all.
The same is true for other scholars.
It's okay for them to read and improvise, that's absolutely improvised, so their level is at most just a showman, and some, the showmanship is piled up by relationships.
Where is there any real talent to learn!
Otherwise, at the level of a normal showman, he would have opened his mouth a long time ago!
"Hahaha!"
Han Yanyan may have been reminded of the confusion he felt when he was called up by the teacher to answer a question when he slept in class, right?
Who am I, where am I? How can there be such an anti-human problem?
So I couldn't help but laugh.
Boy!
At this time, there is a sound that is better than a sound, and a sound is like a thunderstorm!
All of a sudden, the attention of this group of people was attracted.
"You scholar, what are you laughing at?" Li Shuhua thought that Han Yan was laughing at him, so he immediately looked at him angrily.
"I didn't laugh at anything! I just remembered an interesting thing just now, so I couldn't help but laugh!" Han Yanyan wanted to laugh to death, he was a person, and he couldn't hold back what he had on his mind.
It's basically written on the surface.
So the scheming is not deep, so that many people are willing to make friends with him.
"Oh, what's interesting?"
Xiao Cuiyan looked at him with a smile, as if she was admiring some beautiful scene.
"Haha, don't say, don't say!"
Han Yanyan deliberately teased this little cui, who called this little girl look smart?
Don't tease, where is worthy of his title of old gentleman.
Who hasn't slept and been teased by a teacher when he was a young student?
Anyway, he has.
However, he was defined by his teacher as a "dung-making machine", but he was successfully admitted to university a few years later, but a few years ago, others who were praised as geniuses by teachers fell into the name of Sun Shan.
I don't know if it's time or fate!
He recalls the old days, joys and pains constantly intertwined in his mind.
"You scholar don't know what to do! Miss Cui'er asks you! Are you so perfunctory?" Li Shuhua didn't have a pockmarked face, and he looked like a dog to please Xiaocui.
It's really a loss of a man's dignity!
Perhaps, only this kind of man is the most disliked by girls, right?
He opened his vulgar, dull eyes wide, and looked at him with a blank face, as if Han Yan owed him a lot of money.
Xiao Cui gently twisted the emerald green skirt, her pink little lips were closed together, and her little face was white and miserable, and she felt a little sullen.
The other scholars gloated one by one.
Especially Wang Sheng from Najibei County, he likes to see this kind of liveliness!
"Brother Yanyan, you just tell people if it's okay! Don't hang on to other people's appetites!" She was not affected by the licking dog, and she was still as polite to Han Yanyan as ever.
bridge bean sack,
It seems like......
It seems that his job in the Chen family was also found by Xiaocui.
Xiao Cui knows his mother-in-law!
No, no!
The memory of Xiao Cui and his monster mother-in-law suddenly appeared in his mind.
No way!
His face was bitter, oh my God!
He left the tiger's den and entered the wolf's den again!
Han Yanyan immediately withdrew from Xiao Cui's side and left, and then hurriedly refused: "No!
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the rejection task and obtaining the "Qinglian Poetry Collection"!"
"Qinglian, isn't that Qinglian Sword Immortal Li Bai?"
Just when he hesitated, Xiaocui didn't care about the shyness of the girl's family at all, and pounced on him like a little milk dog.
Now!
But it makes him uncomfortable!
Not to mention Chen Dashao's surprise, even her sisters had a hard time understanding why Xiaocui was like this.
Although Han Yanyan looks handsome at the moment, he ...... But handsome seems to be really able to eat!
They didn't look at Han Yanyan very much just now, but now that they take a closer look, they can't help but secretly agree.
"No, just say it!"
He breathed in the bursts of fragrance from Xiao Cui's body, constantly haunting the tip of his nose, making his breathing a little difficult. What's more, he's still a normal man!
Nephrite is in your arms, how can you not be confused?
"No!
His mind was dizzy, but fortunately, he held himself at the critical moment and did not fall into Xiaocui's tenderness.