Splendid peasant girl

Chapter 815 I'll Show You!

"You girl, how do you talk? Although my Shan family is not a famous family, it is also a scholarly family. Why can't I be worthy of this young lady?"

The run-on scholar blushed and was very displeased.

"Hmph, a scholarly family? The Shan family? What kind of family is that? Why don't I, Luluo, know? My young lady, she has a very distinguished status, but my master..."

"Qingluo, why are you talking so much?"

Just as the maid in the yellow dress was about to tell who her master was with her proud little head held high, a voice of dissatisfaction came from the side.

Looking back, isn't it the daughter in the green skirt?
This young lady covered her face.I can't see her true face clearly, but judging from her figure and fair skin, she must be a stunning beauty.

It's no wonder that there are so many scholars who donate treasures here.

"Yes, miss, this servant talks too much and is willing to be punished!"

Qingluo pursed her lips, and Fuli apologized.

Then, I saw the famous daughter looking up at the bright moon in the sky, and said quietly: "Since you all feel that you are full of knowledge and talents, why not write a poem with the theme of Shangyuan Festival as a proposition? However, It can’t be vague, it has to have deep meaning.”

"Haha, this topic is simple, let me think about it..."

Several scholars immediately laughed, and thought that they had good talents, so they began to think.

In a blink of an eye, someone came up with a poem, but when he missed it, he found that the artistic conception of his poem was really bad. It just praised the overcrowded Lantern Festival, and men and women fell in love with each other.

Poetry is good, but when it comes to deep meaning, it is too bad.

Several people looked at each other, and finally shook their heads and sighed.

Deep meaning, no one knows what the deep meaning of this daughter is.

It is because of this "deep meaning" that this question makes people unable to start.

Because it's all up to her to decide, if she thinks the deep meaning is okay, then it's okay, if it's not, then it's not okay.

Seeing these scholars frowning in thought, Qing Luo was very happy, and immediately walked forward with small steps with her head held high and her back on her back.

"It seems that you guys can't think of any poems with deep meaning? Hehe, everyone was so arrogant just now, why are they all silent now?"

"This maid is really too much. How can you humiliate a few scholars? Isn't it just because of the family background? What are you talking about? Let's see if I don't deal with them!"

Shen Qiqiao was watching not far away, when she suddenly heard an angry voice behind her, she looked back, but was startled.

Brother, why did this kid come here?
"Brother, don't make trouble!"

Shen Qiqiao didn't want her younger brother to get involved in these disputes, she just wanted him to get his grades in peace, so she wanted to stop her.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

Shen Mu had already run up to that maidservant, pointed and scolded: "A mere slave, the master didn't say anything, when will it be your turn to show off?"

"Hey, where did the little hairy boy come from, who didn't even have all his teeth, and dared to disrespect this girl?"

Qing Luo put her hands on her hips and said angrily.

"Who is the little boy? I'm thirteen this year!"

Shen Mu was called a little brat, and he felt displeased immediately. He glared at Qingluo viciously, and then looked at the young lady.

"Poetry with deep meaning, isn't it?"

Chen Xueyun blinked her bright eyes, and kissed with red lips: "Yes!"

Shen Mu coldly glanced at Lu Luo, then walked to a scholar, took a pen and paper, "Okay, then I'll write a poem for you, look! Hmph!"

(End of this chapter)