Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

Chapter 163

This is also a good way.

And seeing that the day of the Wenhui is coming, even if Xue Lince learns it now, he will not be able to write any good poems when the time comes, and the corresponding works will probably be laughable.

It's better to just admit that you don't know how to write poetry, and at most you will be ridiculed for a few words, so what can you do?

After all, the imperial examination does not test poetry.

The Chinese New Year is coming soon, but Tang Luoyu has not responded to the letter he sent back, even though he has enough money to buy a house now, it is inevitable to worry about going.

"What's the matter?" Xue Lince saw Tang Luoyu coming in from outside, covered in wind and snow, and didn't care about his own warmth, with a melancholy expression on his face, "Is the snow outside beautiful?"

Tang Luoyu shook his head: "It's not that the snow scene is not beautiful. It's been more than ten days since I sent a letter back, and I haven't replied yet. I'm a little worried about my father."

Xue Lince couldn't persuade him either, so he could only turn down the book and go up to hug Tang Luoyu, giving her some warmth.

"It's a bright day..." Ke Ran came in from the outside, seeing the sweetness of the two of them, she couldn't help teasing.

"Brother Ke, Xiaoyu is worried about Master Taishan." Xue Lince explained, "I have not responded to the letter I sent back before."

"There's no need to worry about that." Ke Ran thought for a while, "Didn't I call my junior sister?"

As if afraid of Tang Luoyu, she was still worried: "My junior sister's medical skills are not inferior to mine. The main reason I called her here is because she is not only proficient in Qihuang, but also very good at witchcraft and so on."

"Your junior sister...are you really so powerful?" Tang Luoyu looked up from Xue Lince's arms in disbelief.

"Yeah, a few years ago, she traveled with my master to the north and south, and went to the Miao Village a few times. There was a local Gu woman who admired her very much. She was supposed to accept her as a disciple. My junior sister refused, but the Gu woman admired her very much. I still gave her a Gu recipe." Ke Ran said with a smile, "Don't worry, uncle will be fine."

Naturally, Tang Luoyu could trust Ke Ran, so he was a little relieved.

"And whether it's Zhang Sen or Chen Weidai, they will protect Uncle Tang well." Ke Ran named the other two people.

Tang Luoyu sighed: "Maybe I'm busy at the end of the year, so it's okay to walk slowly. I'm just worried that my sister-in-law will make trouble again."

"Didn't she hire bandits to rob you before?" Ke Ran shrugged.

"It's really good..." Tang Luoyu closed his eyes, because he didn't want his father to have something to do, so he could only wait before going back.

Soon came the day of the Wenhui.

Xue Lince went out early, and naturally he didn't forget to take their newly made flower paper.

Looking at the flower notes in the box at hand, Xue Lince showed a gentle smile on his face.

The carriage drove him to a garden. From a distance, he saw that someone had already arrived, and there was the faint sound of reciting poems and singing songs.

When Xue Lince walked in, he saw a few men in Juren's uniforms, some of whom were young in their teens, and some of them were middle-aged men in their 40s and [-]s. The older ones didn't wear Juren's uniforms. It seemed that the old servants brought by these people stood aside to serve the drinks.

Beside the leading group of people sat a few girls with heavy make-up, who seemed to be coming out of the bar to accompany drinks, and were responding to their poems.

Seeing this, Xue Lince lost interest.

Although it is said that the literati are romantic, this is no longer acceptable to him.

Thinking of Bai Changlin's words before, Xue Lince didn't leave with a straight face, but sat at the end, planning to leave later.

Thinking of this, he shook his head, looking at the dishes in front of him without any interest.

Then I saw a young man sitting opposite, who looked a little timid, and shivered when he saw him looking at him.

Seeing the clothes on his body, he has already passed the Juren exam, why is he so cowardly?

Xue Lince smiled at him, thinking that this child should be timid by nature, and he has seen it before, and being good at reading does not mean that he is good at communicating.

Upon receiving Xue Lince's gaze, the boy seemed a little surprised, and then smiled shyly.

"I don't know what to call the two brothers who just arrived?" The person sitting at the head seemed to have seen the interaction between the two of them, so he asked.

After that sound, everyone around looked at them in unison.

Xue Lince looked around, thinking that he should be talking about himself, so he stood up calmly and saluted all around: "I am Jingchu Juzi, Xue Lince."

"Oh, it's from Jingchu..." The man smiled meaningfully, "It's just that Brother Xue is here, why doesn't he say hello to us, what's the point of just sitting at the bottom?"

Xue Lince cupped his hands and said apologetically, "It's because I'm not good at poetry, so I'm embarrassed to sing along with everyone."

"There are so many talents in Jingchu, Brother Xue is being modest." The leader smiled and stood up, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Xue Lince scratched his head in embarrassment, not realizing the unfriendliness of the other party, picked up the box beside him, and said, "I really don't know how to compose poetry, but I prepared a lot of flower notes today, all of which are fashionable, and I want to use them It would be best to write your poems,''

"What do you mean! Brother Liu was talking about poetry with you, why did you mention the flowers?" Some people beside him couldn't see it, and stepped forward to mock Xue Lince for the leader.

Brother Liu...it turned out that the person who spoke was the organizer of this literary meeting, the grandson of Liu Xiang.

I heard that this Liu Xiang's family is very prominent, and the father and son are all onlookers at the court. It is also because the Liu family in this department was not arranged to be the examiner, and the grandson of Liu Xiangye took the exam in this department.

I think it was also to help his grandfather win over some new talents, so he organized such a literary meeting.

After Xue Lince figured it out, he cupped his hands and said apologetically, "Everyone, I really don't know how to write poetry, so I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, we just meet friends through poetry, and we won't force others to be difficult. Brother Xue, if you don't know it, sit down and rest." Liu Xiang's grandson said with a smile, "Since brother Xue has brought a flower note, why don't we use it as a gift?" Let’s write a poem on the flower notes first.”

"Brother Zishao, why do you need to tell him more?" Just now he got up and scolded the man, he seemed a little annoyed, but because of what Liu Zishao said, he didn't continue, "Let's make our own poems, just ignore him, why do you... ..."

"Everyone is here to talk about Fengyue, there's no need to be unhappy." The person on the other side of Liu Zishao said.

At this time, Xue Lince had already given the flower note to the servant boy beside him, and the eyes of several people could not help but light up when they took it in their hands.

The scholar who was belittling Xue Lince just now exclaimed in a low voice: "This..."

The flower paper is not the usual plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum printed on it, but a beautiful woman with a charming smile.

(End of this chapter)