The woman walked straight into the middle courtyard of the workshop, and the autumn wind workshop usually does some literary rankings, although it is also a joke, but it also has the meaning of competition. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut in order not to affect the fun of your daughters, there are only seven rankings in the workshop, and they are voted by the daughters in the workshop.

When someone comes to fight for poetry, she hands the challenger's poem to the person with the highest ranking in the workshop at that time, and she decides whether the poem or word can pass or not. Today's highest ranking in the workshop is Wu Mengjie, who is the fourth.

Wu Mengjie is the daughter of Wu Shuxuan of the Hanlin Academy of the Dynasty, eighteen years old, with a delicate appearance, and does not give people a stunning feeling, but it is the intellectual temperament on her body, which adds a lot of points to him. She has already promised to be married to the son of the Ministry of Works, and it is estimated that she will be able to get married this year.

Wu Mengjie was discussing with several girlfriends what to embroider the last part of the wedding dress, when the woman walked outside the door and said, "Fourth girl, someone came to fight poetry today." Again, do you want to take a look at the poems?"

Wu Mengjie sighed and said, "Aunt Qin, bring it in." ”

It turned out that the woman's surname was Qin, and Aunt Qin pushed the door in and handed the poem to Wu Mengjie. Wu Mengjie unfolded the poem unconcernedly, and when she saw Cao Peng's words at first glance, she read with a smile: "Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer fresh. There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. ”

After Wu Mengjie finished reading, she immediately said with a serious face: "Is that son outside?"

Aunt Qin said: "He claims to be the second son of the Cao family, Cao Peng. ”

One of Wu Mengjie's best friends, who was a little baby fat, shouted, "Cao Peng? ”

Wu Mengjie looked at her and said, "Wanting, why is it impossible?"

Wanting said: "My family and his family are world friends, I have known him since I was a child, he is a, uh, a little clever fat man, it is impossible to make such a poem." ”

Wu Mengjie calmed down and thought about it carefully. After pondering for a while, he said to Wan Ting: "Whether he did it or not, now that he is here with this poem, we have to treat it as if he made it." I see that this poem is shallow, straightforward, and expresses the author's views on poetry creation, and I am afraid that I will not be able to make a better poem in a short time. ”

Then Wu Mengjie looked at Aunt Qin and said, "Aunt Qin, when he came, did he bring anything like a scroll or a paintbrush?"

Aunt Qin thought for a while and said, "No, Gongzi Cao came empty-handed, and we still gave him this piece of paper." ”

Wu Mengjie thought for a while and said, "I guess his second estimate is the pair." If it's a word, he should be able to write it together, and if it's a drawing, he should at least bring the pen he is used to. In this way, Aunt Qin, you go out and let him pair directly, don't give him a chance to play a pair. He is sure that he has a difficult pair. ”

Aunt Qin nodded.

Wu Mengjie frowned, and said to Wanting: "Wanting, this second level, let's trouble you go." I'm afraid that Aunt Qin will play a scoundrel with him. You go to one side, you can harass him, don't let him pair smoothly. There's another one, and I want to see who gives him a trick behind his back. ”

Wanting saw Wu Mengjie's serious face and nodded.

Wu Mengjie said to Wanting: "Come here, I'll tell you the pair I thought." Then, he whispered a few words in Wanting's ear.

After listening, Wanting nodded to Wu Mengjie and walked outside.

At this time, the people who were dining in the west courtyard of Fanlou saw Cao Peng standing outside the Autumn Wind Workshop, took a closer look, and said, "Xiao Xi, look, Cao Peng, this little fat man, has gone to the Autumn Wind Workshop." ”

It turned out that Zhao Xiaoxi's father Zhao Hao had a banquet for all the Hanlin of the Hanlin Academy today, and Zhao Xiaoxi also sat at a table with the children of the Hanlin Academy.

When Zhao Xiaoxi heard this, he walked to the window and looked at Qiufeng Fang. Sure enough, when he saw a little fat man, Zhao Xiaoxi smiled and said: "Cao Peng, this kid, there is no ink in his stomach, what is there to look good about humiliating himself." ”

At this time, someone said: "Cao Peng is Zhao Xiaoyong's cousin, Cao Peng is here, Zhao Xiaoyong is not nearby." ”

Zhao Xiaoxi looked left and right outside the window, looked back and said with a smile: "Last time I played with Xiaoyong, Xiaoyong accidentally fell into the lake and was seriously ill for a few days, it is estimated that he is still recuperating at home, how can he have time to come out?"

Cho Hyo-seok and a few friends looked at it and laughed at the same time.

At this time, someone said: "Someone in the workshop has come out, it's Wang Wanting." Why did she come out? Isn't it Cao Peng who has passed a level?"

At this time, Zhao Xiaoxi and his group looked out the window at the same time.

Cao Peng has been waiting at the door since Aunt Qin took his poem in. Waiting and waiting, there were more and more melon-eating people around him, which made him a little annoyed. However, it also gave him some pride and pride, and there were not so many people around him before.

After waiting for a while, Cao Peng was already a little bored. If it weren't for so many people surrounding him, he would have wanted to sit on the steps of Autumn Wind Fang and take a rest. After a while, Wang Wanting walked out.

Cao Peng pointed at Wang Wanting and said proudly: "I've been waiting for a long time, and you finally came out." My poem is clear, right?"

Wang Wanting said angrily: "I don't know how many catties and taels you have, say, who wrote it for you?"

Cao Peng said with a grin: "That's my poem." I've got a pair, so let's get started. ”

Wang Wanting hurriedly shouted: "Stop, you have to understand one thing." It's you who are my first pair, not us who are yours first. ”

Cao Peng said hurriedly when he heard this: "I've been waiting for you for so long, should I say it first?"

Wang Wanting was not in a hurry this time, seeing that Cao Peng had a temper, she smiled and said: "I don't care how long you wait, you are entering the Autumn Wind Workshop, you have to abide by our rules, if you don't want to, forget it." We also save trouble. ”

Cao Peng gritted his teeth, and then said: "You come out of the pair, see me match you." ”

Wang Wanting smiled, waited for a while and said: "Listen, my uplink is: ten thoughts, thinking about the country and thinking about the society."

When Cao Peng heard this, he secretly took a breath of cold air. Bow your head and think carefully about the next link.

Wang Wanting saw Cao Peng lower her head, and said sadly: "No, you better go home." Come back when you've thought about it. ”

When Cao Peng heard this, he raised his head and asked, "Then I can enter when I go home and think about the next link?"

Wang Wanting said speechlessly: "You think too beautifully, at least you have to change a poem next time." If I could divide it up, I would have someone to enter every day. ”

Cao Peng's eyes rolled and said, "I have to think about it, you can't rush me." ”

Wang Wanting nodded and said, "Okay, it's just a quarter of an hour, if you can't answer, you will lose." ”

Cao Peng shook his head, stretched out a finger and said, "No, no, a quarter of an hour is too short, at least an hour." ”

Wang Wanting began to reduce the time, discussed for a long time, and finally limited it to half an hour. If you can't answer, you lose the opportunity.

Wang Wanting looked at the sun in the sky and said with a smile: "Don't say that I won't give you a chance, in half an hour, I'll go first to drink a glass of water and rest." I'll come back in half an hour, and I'll see how you behave. He turned around and went back to the workshop.

Cao Peng didn't have time to care about her at this time, he shouted in his heart: "Cousin, come out quickly." Whether I can enter or not is up to you. No, I'm not ashamed today, it depends on whether you care about me or not. ”

In the workshop, Wu Mengjie is still waiting for Wang Wanting's return, and next to their courtyard, there is a side courtyard. There are mainly flowers and plants, and the garden is very large, full of flowers, but not cluttered, and the fragrance is overflowing, but it does not make people feel strong. It looks like the garden of Fan Lou is from the same craftsman's hand. There is only one cabin in the garden for resting.

In the room, there are still a few ladies chatting. One of them, wearing a veil, showed only a pair of eyes, which were large and divine, and had a charming demeanor. Dressed in a light pink dress, she has an elegant temperament and is generous. The girl next to her vaguely dominated her and sat around her.

At this time, a girl who had just come in said, "Sister Shi, I just came in through the side door, and I heard that someone came to fight poetry." ”

Hearing this, the other ladies were a little surprised. And Sister Shi asked a little flatly: "Which family's son is it?, can you see his masterpiece?" Her voice was like a jade bead falling on a plate, crisp and powerful, very good.

The girl said: "Sister Luo Mengjie is here today, and the poem should be there for her." ”

Another lady said: "I know Sister Luo very well, I'll borrow it for the sisters to see." So saying, he got up and left.

After a while, he came in with a piece of paper in his hand and handed the paper directly to Sister Shi.

Originally. This Sister Shi is Shi Lingxuan, she has already arrived at Qiufeng Fang. Just looking at the eyes, it's beautiful.

Shi Lingxuan got the poem and read: "Li Du's poems have been passed down by thousands of mouths, and they are no longer fresh. There are talented people from generation to generation, each leading the way for hundreds of years. Good poetry. ”

One of Shi Lingxuan's best friends said: "My sister has a poem to overshadow this poem." ”

Shi Lingxuan shook her head and said, "It's difficult, this poem has a very high foothold and a high idea." For a moment, I really couldn't think of it. Looks like I can see a man come in for the first time today. By the way, who is Dou Shi?"

The young lady who took the poem said: "I heard that it is the second son of the Cao family, Cao Peng." But when I went, the sisters over there told me that Cao Er found someone to write it on my behalf, and it didn't have much talent in itself, no, a pair stumped him, and now he's still thinking about it outside the gate. ”

Shi Lingxuan thought for a while and said, "I really want to know the author of this poem." You said that if Cao Peng didn't do it, would the people behind him help him?"

Her girlfriends thought for a moment and said, "I think I will help, or the efforts I made before will not be in vain." ”

Shi Lingxuan said: "Okay, then I'll let my maid find out who is behind the scenes." Sizhu, you go for a trip, find out and come back and tell us. ”

An ordinary-looking maid came out from behind Shi Lingxuan, and said with a thousand blessings: "The slave understands." With that, he turned around and left.

It is said that Cao Peng is outside the workshop, looking left and right, but he can't see Zhao Xiaoyong's figure. Seeing that more than half of the time had passed, Cao Peng was anxious. At this time, he saw Zhao Si, and he blinked, it was really Zhao Si. Cao Peng thought, "I'm saved." ”

Cao Peng pretended to walk to Zhao Si's side and winked at Zhao Si, Zhao Si raised his head and looked into the distance. Cao Peng looked at him in amazement, Zhao Si still didn't look back, and Cao Peng's attitude softened. The face is all down. Zhao Si turned around at this time and nodded to Cao Peng, meaning that he understood.

When Zhao Si turned around and went back to look for Zhao Xiaoyong, he didn't see a maid not far behind him.