Husband-in-Law: Reborn Peasant Girl Busy Farming

At this time, someone who made a fuss suggested that the magistrate should compose a poem. Xue Lince wanted to refuse, but everyone disagreed and began to encourage him.

"My lord, come one!"

"It is said that adults are rich in learning, but they have never experienced adults' poetry and prose skills."

Others made simple and rough booing, clapping their hands and shouting in unison: "Come one! Come one!"

Xue Lince's face was smudged with alcohol, and the resolute facial lines were much softer. Hearing everyone's "encouragement", he felt like a dancer invited to cheer, and couldn't help laughing for a while.

Unable to refuse, he had no choice but to stand up holding the wine glass. It was the time when the moon was in the middle of the sky. He looked at the bright white moon hanging in the sky, and then at the cheerful faces under the melting moonlight. The row of elongated shadows and the scene described by Shui Tiao Getou came to mind almost immediately.

He suddenly felt relieved, held up the cup full of sake, and chanted loudly: "When will the bright moon appear? Ask the blue sky for the wine."

Lianzhi became interested when he heard the beginning, and quickly took a piece of blackened charcoal to write down the verses Xue Lince recited one by one.

Everyone had a great time that night, and everyone went home drunk, and Tang Luoyu also kindly offered her husband a favor, allowing him to fall asleep drunk that night.

The next day was bright, and when Xue Lince woke up, the sun was already high, because everyone had drunk last night, so he got up relatively early.

He took a ladle of water to wash his face, and just soaked the handkerchief in the water when he heard a hurried figure walking in the courtyard.

Blocking the sunlight with his hands, he saw that it was Lianzhi who came.

He was inexplicably excited when he saw Xue Lince, his pace was faster, and his face was full of smiles, "My lord, I have looked for you many times this morning, and I finally saw you go out."

Xue Lince was a little embarrassed and tried to change the subject, "But why don't you understand general affairs? The whole house has only been busy recently, and it's not too much to take a break. You don't have to work so hard."

Lianzhi didn't seem to hear it, and came forward in three steps at a time, and Xue Lince realized that he was holding a roll of rice paper in his hand.

"My lord, look," Lianzhi unfolded the rice paper, only to see densely written poems on it, "this is the poem you wrote last night when you were in high spirits. He is no different from the literary masters of the previous dynasty, so I will write it down for you, your lord is really talented in literature."

Xue Lince glanced between his brows, and took a closer look, and found that it was really the water tune song he chanted when he drank a lot last night. Suddenly, he kowtowed to Mr. Su Shi in his mind to apologize, and the smile on his face gradually faded , the raised corners of his mouth slowly flattened.

Lianzhi was still praising, Xue Lince felt more and more inappropriate the more he listened, so he hurriedly stopped him, "It's good that people in the Shiwen Palace know about it, and don't spread it outside."

Meeting his serious eyes, Lian Zhi was a little confused, and nodded in agreement after a moment of silence.

He didn't understand, this good poem didn't insinuate any important government officials, why can't others appreciate it?Poems are treasures that need to be displayed for others to see. If there is no one to judge, wouldn't it be as boring as drinking alone?
If he doesn't understand, he still wants to obey Xue Lince's order and not disclose it to others.

But the poems of literati and poets are often unstoppable. Even the original book was only read by a friend, but it never took a long time to think about it. It touched Liu Zishao's ear.

"It just doesn't make sense!"

He threw all the cups and saucers off the table, and the porcelain fell to the ground and shattered, the fragments splashed, the tea juice overflowed, and the room that had just been tidied up was stained again.

The servants didn't dare to go forward to take care of it, they just knelt on the ground with a "plop" several times in unison, "My lord, calm down!"

"Calm your anger?" Liu Zishao is a master who is more angry when he persuades him, his eyes are staring immediately, and the veins on his forehead are bulging. If it is not for the sandalwood table that cannot be lifted, he must not escape bad luck.

"How to appease your anger?" He paced back and forth in the room, almost stepping out several holes in the ground, "This poem by Xue Lince must be insinuating. Doesn't he have a cousin who is an official in the capital?" Is it Jingshan? What a thousand miles of beautiful beauty, it must be through the poetry and prose to secretly pass the song."

He was furious, when he suddenly heard light footsteps coming from the door, and was about to reprimand him, when he looked up, he saw Liu Xiangzheng strolling over like a leisurely stroll.

He was taken aback, and quickly knelt down, "Grandpa."

So respectful and respectful, he was completely different from the previous appearance of becoming angry.

Liu Xiang looked at the mess on the ground, without a wave on his face, he just walked forward slowly across the broken porcelain pieces and tea juice all over the floor, Liu Zishao hurriedly greeted him to sit up, and sent someone to make tea again.

"Grandpa," Liu Zishao couldn't hold his breath, and Liu Xiang began to complain before he could sit still, "Then, have you read Xue Lince's poem? It is clearly a secret discussion with Jingshan, aimed at the Liu family!"

Liu Xiang calmly skimmed off the froth with the tea lid, his expression was as calm as if he hadn't heard, Liu Zishao was in a hurry, and said again: "Grandpa, why don't I ask someone to check him out while I'm at this opportunity. I will definitely find this person..."

"What's there to look up?" Liu Xiang interrupted him, "It's just a poem. If you look up everything, there are so many people. It would be a waste of energy. I think you are just jealous of other people's literary talent."

As expected of an old fox who has been in the officialdom for many years, Liu Xiang pierced Liu Zishao's mind with a few words. I also always feel that it is a hidden danger to let this person go so far, if Xue and Tang don't get rid of it, when will the Liu family be able to sit back and relax?"

Liu Xiangruo calmly took a sip of tea, and said indifferently: "You are impatient, competitive, courageous but not resourceful, and it is difficult to achieve great things. If I don't come today, I don't know what kind of trouble you will make."

"Grandpa taught me well."

Liu Zishao no matter what Sanqi 21 agrees, a line of sweat emerges on his forehead, his head is drooping, and from time to time he sneaks a look at Liu Xiang's expression from the corner of his eyes, trying to figure out what is going on in his mind, but Liu Xiang just sits like that and sips tea, His expression was as calm as usual, and the creases on his face didn't move.

After bowing his waist and waiting for a long time, Liu Zishao lost his patience again, couldn't help raising his head, and spoke with a hint of urging.

"Grandpa, what should we do? We can't leave these people alone?"

He leaned forward, his back arched like a bow.

Liu Xiang gave him a squinting look with hatred, then finally put down the cup in his hand, and said softly as if exhaling: "I told you so much before, it was a waste of words, and this meeting is still far away. , we can only wait, you don't want to cause any trouble again."