I'm the Villain's Mother in Time Time

Chapter 482
Ye Zhaojun opened his eyes, picked it up, and was delighted to see that it was actually signed.

Finally, there was a result. Lin Chuqian also looked forward curiously, raised her eyebrows and asked, "Zhaojun, what are you asking for?"

"What I'm looking for is marriage." Ye Zhaojun pursed his lips and smiled with a blushing face.

Lin Chuqian rolled her eyes on the spot. As expected, feudal superstition is unreliable, and a person with green hair like Ye Zhaojun can still get a lottery.

No interest.

Ye Zhaojun got the result he wanted, and quickly told Qingzao to donate more sesame oil money, then dragged Lin Chuqian and left happily.

It looked as if she could marry her wishful man tomorrow.

Seeing her so happy, Lin Chuqian didn't know what to say?
You can't tell her: the Bodhisattva may have bad eyesight and didn't see the green light on your head.

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After the two left Qinglian Temple, Ye Zhaojun was very excited and said that he would take Lin Chuqian to an interesting place.

Lin Chuqian was patient and was bumped all the way, and finally got out of the car to take a look.

Yuedan screen.

From the outside, it is just an ordinary tea house.

After Ye Zhaojun pulled her into the gate, she immediately discovered the mystery here.

There are many young talents gathered in the lobby on the first floor. At first glance, it looks like they have arrived at a blind date venue.

But when I took a closer look, I found that they were looking at the hanging couplets in the middle and talking in groups of three or four.

Ye Zhaojun knew that she must have never been to Yuedanping when she first entered the capital, so he dragged her to the private room upstairs to avoid the crowd.

After walking to a private room with ease, someone brought tea directly.

After Ye Zhaojun politely thanked the person who came, he sat on a chair and pulled Lin Chuqian to explain: "This is a teahouse set up by the prime minister of the current dynasty, and it is exclusively for literati and refined scholars to recite poems together."

Isn't He Changsheng the current prime minister?

It turns out that this small teahouse is his property, and it is only for literati to recite poems and write poems?
I guess it's for the purpose of making friends!

Chen Guo valued literature over martial arts, and the minister in the court was not a person who had read poetry and books. He Changsheng was a protégé of Mr. Qi.

From the eyes of the people in the world, he walked smoothly all the way, and they all lamented that he was very lucky.But they have to admit that he is talented and intelligent.

He Changsheng, who was young and famous, opened Yuedan Screen after he became the prime minister. The euphemistic name is to give people who like poetry and songs a place to relax.

He made a name for himself, and others can meet like-minded people here.

A win-win situation, why not do it.

To add to the fun, Yuedanping will publish a couplet, if someone can get it right.Not only can you get the corresponding prizes, but you can also get the praise of others.

In the eyes of a group of sour scholars, being able to match Shangyue Dan on the screen is not enough for him to brag for a long time.

"Aqian, have you seen the scroll on the beam hanging there?" Ye Zhaojun pointed to the center surrounded by the crowd, turned his head and said excitedly: "The poem has been hanging there for nearly half a month, and it is still there now." No one can match the second line yet.”

For half a month, no one has been right on the Shanglian?
Lin Chuqian looked up curiously, and quietly said: "A thousand mountains and birds fly away."

I don't know who wrote such a cold and lonely poem.

Ye Zhaojun saw her recite the poem, and quickly asked expectantly, "Ah Qian, can you agree with the next couplet?"

Lin Chuqian came back to her senses, smiled and shook her head. "I'm not very talented, so how do I know how to recite poems and compose prose?"

Ye Zhaojun was a little disappointed. Although she is not good at poetry and poetry, she prefers to worship talented scholars and beautiful women who can recite poems.

In her eyes, there are currently two talented women, one is the married Princess of the Marquis of Qinyuan who likes to organize poetry gatherings since she was a child, and the other is He Mingqiu from a mediocre background.

She also thought that Lin Chuqian's temperament is so pure, he must be full of knowledge, and he can write poems at his fingertips, and there was an incident in a teahouse before, she thought that the person who could receive the mysterious son's golden hairpin must also be talented, who knew Lin Chuqian But frankly shook his head.

The two listened to the heated discussion among the people downstairs in the private room, drank two cups of tea, and planned to leave.

Walking out of the private room, I met an unexpected person.

"Ming Qiu." Ye Zhaojun greeted He Mingqiu happily when he saw He Mingqiu.

As soon as He Mingqiu came out of the room, he looked at Ye Zhaojun before the door was closed, and was stunned on the spot.

She smiled unnaturally, and said, "Zhaojun, didn't you go to Qinglian Temple with Miss Lin to ask for a lottery?"

"That's right, Ah Qian and I came to Yuedanping after we got the lottery from Qinglian Temple. I didn't expect to meet you here." Ye Zhaojun was very happy to meet He Mingqiu here, and didn't notice the latter at all. Some abnormal look.

She held He Mingqiu's hand affectionately and planned to tell her that she had obtained a marriage lottery at Qinglian Temple today, but when she glanced around, she found a tall figure standing in the room.

She recognized who it was.

Hastily let go of He Mingqiu's arm, nervously straightened his clothes and hair, blushing, and said softly, "Brother Zijing."

Seeing that she had already found out, He Mingqiu took a step back feigning uneasiness, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether it was secret pleasure or shame.

Ye Zhaojun threw himself on Li Zijing who suddenly appeared, and noticed He Mingqiu's small expression there.

But Lin Chuqian on the side was different. As soon as she heard Ye Zhaojun calling Brother Zijing, she immediately looked at He Mingqiu with raised eyebrows.

He Mingqiu also noticed her gaze at this time, and couldn't help but look up.

The two looked at each other, Lin Chuqian's half-smile expression successfully defeated He Mingqiu again, and the latter quickly lowered his head like a light on his back.

Li Zijing in the room felt a little cramped at first, but after a brief moment of guilt, he quickly stabilized his position, raised his head slightly, and maintained his calm demeanor.

He nodded slightly. "Zhaojun."

"Brother Zijing, why are you and Mingqiu together?" After the surprise, Ye Zhaojun also came to his senses.

Li Zijing was about to explain, but He Mingqiu interrupted quickly. "Zhaojun, Shizi and I just met by chance today and drank tea and chatted together in the house for a while."

The pure Ye Zhaojun had no other doubts, nodded and said with a smile, "That's really a coincidence."

He Mingqiu sneered, just like this to prevaricate the matter.

It would have been fine if there was only Ye Zhaojun, who was innocent and easy to deceive, but Lin Chuqian was here today, so no wonder she wanted to make trouble.

"Meet by chance? That's really a coincidence." Lin Chu smiled and took two steps forward, just enough for her to see clearly the people in the room. "In my opinion, you still met in the room by chance?"

Li Zijing, the eldest son of the Marquis of Qinyuan.Tall and straight, with a resolute and handsome appearance.

He looks good, but he has a bad eye like Ye Zhaojun.

Li Zijing looked at the woman who appeared suddenly, with an elegant and beautiful temperament. After being a little surprised, he was uncomfortable by the sarcasm in her eyes. He frowned and asked, "Why did this lady say that?"

"Ah Qian." Seeing Li Zijing's displeasure, Ye Zhaojun immediately grabbed Lin Chuqian's sleeve nervously, motioning her to stop talking.

Lin Chuqian patted the back of her hand to comfort her, her eyes wandered between He Mingqiu and Li Zijing for a moment, and then she smiled inexplicably. "I'm just joking. Why are Shizi and Ms. He so nervous? Could it be... I really guessed right?"

(End of this chapter)