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Chapter 40

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    Facing everyone's ridicule, Song Yifei just smiled and didn't care at all.

    In order to hide his identity, he deliberately dressed up as an old farmer when he entered the city. He was already thirty-five years old, but now he looks about forty years old.

    The name of the women's clothing boss in the previous life is not for nothing, and his makeup skills are very good.

    It's just that the overly plain dress made him look out of place with other scholars.

    "Girl! Does your lady have a prescribed age?"

    "Thisisn't there at all!"

    The maid in green looked at Song Yifei and shook her head.

    It's not about recruiting a son-in-law, so naturally there is no age limit, but those who are self-aware should not get involved.

    People in their 40s and 50s, you still have the nerve to call yourself a genius, and you have the guts to hook up little girls!

    "Since there are no regulations! Then please, girl, give your lady a review."

    Song Yifei took the lead in writing, and quickly wrote a poem.  As far as calligraphy is concerned, it is only stronger than Lu Jiuming, not weaker.

    "The grass and trees will return soon after they know the spring, and all kinds of red and purple will fight for their fragrance. Poplar flowers and elm pods have no talent and thinking, but the sky is full of snowflakes."

    After the maid read out the poem, the surroundings became silent.

    Anyone with a little knowledge can hear the extraordinaryness of this poem, and it blows everyone in front of it.

    "Sir, wait a moment, I will send it to my lady personally."

    The servant girl is also a talented person. After receiving such a good poem, she immediately ran into the yard impatiently.

    The person who originally laughed at Song Yifei suddenly looked a little embarrassed.

    "The little girl calls others the son, and calls me Mr.! You really can't speak at all!"

    Song Yifei complained a few words in his heart.

    "Mr. is talented and knowledgeable, it is impressive!"

    Lu Jiuming, who savored carefully on the side, stepped forward with a smile and bowed to salute, and asked, "May I ask your name, sir?"

    "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, my surname is Han and Mingyu!"

    Song Yifei didn't feel slighted because of the other party's arrogant attitude.

    Han Yu?

    Never heard of this character!

    Hearing Han Yu's name, Lu Jiuming was at a loss. He looked back at his companions and found that the three of them were also confused.

    The person who can make this kind of poem should not be an unknown person, at least hundreds of miles away. If there is such a person, he should know it.

    Jingyue Academy is like a large social circle, and those who enter can't wait to put their favorite works on their faces.

    There is no such thing as a blockbuster thing that does not exist under the sun.

    Learning requires mutual communication. It is absolutely impossible for one person's wisdom to compare with a group of people.

    "It turned out to be Mr. Han Yu, whom I have admired for a long time!"

    Regardless of whether you know each other or not, let's flatter you first.

    "Young Master Lu's name, I have admired for a long time!"

    Song Yifei, as a social animal, shouldn't be too proficient in business bragging.

    ?The other three people also came up, announced their names one by one, flattered each other for a while, and they actually had a good talk.

    There is no such thing as jealousy and bloodshed at all.

    Probably Song Yifei's appearance made them feel less threatened.

    Not long after, the servant girl came out with all the verses.

    All the onlookers immediately turned their attention to it. Although everyone thought that Song Yifei's writing was good, it still depends on whether the poems are to their liking.

    In case he touches any taboo, he may not get five taels of silver.

    "The person who wrote these poems comes here, this is the silver rewarded by my lady."

    The servant girl read six of the poems, and then sealed five taels of silver to the authors.

    "Sir, my lady welcomes you!"

    After distributing the money to the six people, the servant girl politely invited Song Yifei in.

    At this time, the four of Lu Jiuming seemed a little embarrassed, because the first six did not include them.

    "Did the girl miss something?" Lu Jiuming frowned, a little angry.

    No matter how bad his poems are, he won't lose five taels of silver. Although he doesn't care about the money, he still has to save face.

    "My lady said, the four of you are not short of money! The money will be free!"

    Although the four of them felt like they were being tricked, it was nice.?It can be regarded as an explanation.

    "I don't know how Miss Lu's family would comment on my poems?"

    "Well! Miss said it's okay, but it's a bit off topic."

    Lu Jiuming: ""

    "Where does Mr. live?"

    In the inner hall of Lu Mansion, behind a plum blossom screen, came a female voice as sweet as a mountain spring.

    "Wandering around the world, the world is home!"

    Song Yifei said with a smile.

    The person behind the screen covered his mouth with a chuckle and said, "Mr. is really an interesting person."

    "Thank you miss for your compliment!"

    "Just now I read Mr.'s masterpiece, and I was shocked! I don't know if I can write another poem for the little girl?"

    Saying this is obviously to test him.

    "Miss asks the question."

    Song Yifei looked confident and confident.

    The nine-year compulsory education is not for nothing. The Tang poetry and Song Ci in his previous life are enough for him to cope with most situations.

    However, since Miss Lu's family wants to test him, she will definitely not ask those ordinary questions.  Such as spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, frost, rain and snow, parting and lovesickness and other common things.

    "The little girl has an old friend who doesn't love the world of mortals, but only wants to become a monk! I wonder if you can use this as a poem?"

    If you are an ordinary scholar, you will stop cooking immediately when you hear this kind of topic.

    Most people usually write poems about mountains, rivers, vegetation, seven emotions and six desires, and if they exaggerate, they can write about gods and demons.

    Monks and poetry don't seem to go together!

    Song Yifei can compose poems in seven steps, but what comes out must be doggerel. If he really reads it out, it will definitely make people laugh.

    Still have to do a copy of the paper!

    Fortunately, in my previous life, there was indeed such an ancient quatrain.

    "Sir, you can think about it carefully, don't worry."

    Ms. Lu behind the screen obviously knew that this topic was a bit embarrassing, so she didn't ask him to do it right away.

    "Miss is serious, but it's just a poem."

    Song Yifei stood up from the chair and took a few steps forward.

    "I once thought that being too sentimental would damage the holy life, and I was afraid that I would not fall into the city when I went to the mountains. The world is safe with the law of both perfection, and I will not fail the Tathagata and not fail the Qing."

    Waiting for Song Yifei to ask Shi Nian, Miss Lu behind the screen remained silent for a long time.

    "The world is safe with the Dharma of Shuangquan, and you will not fail the Tathagata. You are a great talent, like the bright moon in the sky, and the little girl can't match it!"

    As soon as this poem came out, Song Yifei's status rose to a higher level, and Ms. Lu became more polite when speaking.

    "Miss Lu Miao Zan!"

    "The little girl is sick and dare not see her husband, but I hope he will not blame her!"

    Hearing Ms. Lu's words, Song Yifei realized that this was the case. He thought that the other party was a lady of every family, and he didn't want to have too much contact with him, which would ruin his reputation.

    "Miss Lu, you're welcome!"

    "I don't know, sir, are you willing to give in in the Lu Mansion?"

    "If Miss doesn't dislike it, I will not bother you!"

    "Qian'er, take Mr. Han to Butler Du, and tell me that he is my newly hired wife!"

    "Good lady!"

    The Qian'er in Miss Lu's mouth is the maid who collects poems outside.

    "Sir, please follow me!"

    "I'm sorry, Miss Qian'er!"

    "You are welcome, sir!"

    When Song Yifei followed Qian'er away, Miss Lu behind the screen let out a long sigh.

    "To live up to the Tathagata and to live up to the Qing There are such quatrains in the world! There are such great talents in the world! Alas! It's a pity that I am a little older!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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