Farmers earn a living with their sons to make money

Chapter 331
Li Mengshi listened to Yun Zirao's words again and again, but felt that this niece was so cute. In the words, not only hit the Lu family, belittled the reputation of the Lu family, but also faintly improved the reputation of the Li family. status, and even praised her reputation. That amethyst jade Ruyi was in the carriage in the morning. When talking about Li Wanyun’s dowry, she said it casually, but she didn’t expect... Li Mengshi just put down the crystal jade hanging in the air at this moment. In her heart, Li Mengshi was aware of the admiring eyes cast on her from all directions, Li Mengshi sat upright, dignified and dignified, both in her imposing manner and her makeup, she was tinged with a bit of grace and luxury.

"Miss Zirao's words are indeed true. Why are the two ladies of the Lu family so aggressive? Today's plum feast, everyone is only looking for plums in the snow, composing poems and eulogies, these trivial matters that are difficult to be elegant, it is better not to open your mouth again !" The one who opened the mouth to rescue Yun Zirao was one of the three referees of Feng Moxuan, no matter the tone or weight of his speech, it was unusual in the eyes of everyone.

Yun Zirao couldn't see the faces of the three of them clearly through the light veil and the veiled hat, so she just nodded to the speaker to express her gratitude.

Mrs. Lu's complexion at this moment is like a color palette, sometimes red, sometimes white, sometimes black, sometimes green, and being "observed" and scrutinized by many ladies and ladies, she is more and more restless, Second Madam Lu is nervous Gritting her teeth, the ferocious look on her face made people frightened, but she restrained herself quickly, so no one else noticed.

In the east corridor, Mrs. Shi smiled at Li Mengshi and said: "Mrs. Li is really lucky. She has another niece, which is no less than her own daughter!" There was a smile in the light, making it hard to distinguish good from bad for a moment.

Li Mengshi turned her head and smiled at Mrs. Shi, but did not speak. At this moment, all she cared about was Yun Zirao on the stage.

On the one hand, the members of the Meng family kept this scene in their eyes, and swallowed the words when they reached their mouths. With a forced smile on their faces, they cast their eyes on the table, as if hesitating to speak, but they didn't know what to say. How to speak.

At this time, Yun Zirao had already thought up the poems. Although she didn't graduate from college in her previous life, memorizing a few ancient poems was still a piece of cake!

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post, lonely and uninhabited, it's already dusk to worry about alone, more wind and rain, no intention to fight for spring, let the crowds be jealous, scattered into mud and dust, only the fragrance as before!"

"It's hard to paint alone with snow in the calyx. There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and it's so clear that you don't know the cold. Listen to the flute and worry, and see the disease by leaning on the branch. Against the wind, it's easy to understand, and it's easy not to destroy it."

"There are several plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Han blooms alone. Yao knows it's not snow, because there is a dark fragrance."

Writing three plum poems in a row made the entire backyard of Fengmoxuan fall into silence, only the sound of Mr. Mo splashing ink on the paper, and the faint fragrance of plum mixed with the fragrance of ink wafting out made people feel at peace. The shadows of several branches of Ao Mei Ling Han in full bloom have appeared in front of the perception.

"it is good!"

I don't know who took the lead to praise, which awakened everyone's thoughts, and then successive praises floated out from the halls and corridors on all sides. Yun Zirao just smiled faintly, nodded to Mr. Mo, turned around and got off the stage, and headed east. Coming from the corridor.

Dressed in plain clothes, in this cold winter day, it is like a landscape, attracting everyone's attention, and will not let it go for a long time.

Mr. Mo finished the three poems that Yun Zirao recited in one breath. When he put down the pen, the light in his eyes was like the stars in the summer night sky. They were bright and dazzling. With deep admiration and respect, he raised his head and saw Yun Zirao Having already entered the hallway to the east, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but his eyes fell on the paper again, and he read it silently several times, leaving only deep admiration in his heart!

(End of this chapter)