Who says peasant women have no spring

Chapter 175

"According to what that father-in-law said, King Beijing doesn't seem to be keen on it. We don't have to worry about Sheng'er's identity. Who is the other backer behind the gang leader?"

No way, the power of that person who can control the No. [-] gang in the Jianghu must not be underestimated. According to the Lord Hu, they seem not to be afraid of the King of Beijing because of that person. You know, the King of Beijing is the current emperor younger brother, although the King of Beijing Jing has always been just an idle prince.

Qin Feng was naturally puzzled by this matter, and the village chief also told him a lot about the situation in the Jianghu or the court, but he couldn't connect those things with this matter, he just vaguely heard about it when he was meeting with scholars. The dispute between the two factions became more and more intense.

Those two factions are naturally the struggle between Prime Minister Su and Yushi Cheng Tong, but now that he is far away from the court, he doesn't need to care about these things, even if he needs to be admitted to Jinshi in the future, it will be three years later.

So Qin Feng and Li Jinhua discussed for a long time, but they couldn't come up with anything, so they fell asleep. After all, worrying about the sky is not the way of two people.

It was a sweet night without dreams, and after breakfast the next day, the four scholars came to the small courtyard with blushing faces. Li Jinhua didn't expect that he just told them the address, and they found the place so quickly. The evaluation was higher, and a few people were hurriedly invited in.

Tong Lingyun's small courtyard always gives people a sense of wanton and free-spirited amazement when they first meet, and these four talents are no exception. Zhao Zijun, who is still sick, even wrote a poem on the spot: Mo Dao The bird in the cage envies the wind , Let's see the flowers in the garden are like dreams.

Regarding this poem, Li Jinhua is not interested in appreciating it for the time being, but seeing Qin Feng smiling more kindly, knowing that the poem is not bad, he politely let a few people live in the wing room, and Li Jinhua hurried to the kitchen to make some After cooking a dish, they brought out the rice wine brewed by Qin Feng, so that several people could enjoy it.

"Sister-in-law, this, this, is too grand!"

These people are all in the weak years, so they are naturally younger than Qin Feng, so they call Qin Feng the eldest brother, and they are naturally called Zhongqian on weekdays, and Li Jinhua is very honored to be his wife in their hearts.

A lunch, five dishes and two soups, made several people very panic. It seemed that they had never eaten such a delicious meal, but they could not squint, and they were ashamed of it.

"You guys have won the prize. Since you are my husband's friends, I naturally can't neglect you. You guys will be masters in the future. I'm afraid you won't like this kind of thing in the future. Since the young masters are here, I will If you find out your family background, you have to treat them well, so don’t be pretentious and evade, or it will be bad if it spreads that I have neglected the guests!”

Literati have never bowed their waists for five buckets of rice, and they are not cheap food, so Li Jinhua understands their resistance to a sumptuous meal, but Li Jinhua has her own way, saying that she will do her best to entertain them, and at the same time say that they will definitely go to high school, which makes a few people feel ashamed At the same time, I felt that it would be better to repay the favor in the future than to be hypocritical, so I didn't shirk it, and sat down generously.

The four scholars just stayed in Li Jinhua's yard. They discussed poetry, poetry, life philosophy with Qin Feng, and talked about national affairs, border wars, and defense. What a blessing to have such a good wife.

Such a sentence made Li Jinhua secretly happy for a long time.

As for whether to win the exam, although several people were a little worried, to Li Jinhua's surprise, they were very open-minded. Even Zhao Zijun, who was poor and only had books left, said that there is more than one path in life.

Tsk tsk, with this awareness, this friend is worth it!

And Qin Feng naturally didn't know that Li Jinhua wanted people to repay his kindness, but he knew that Li Jinhua would do this only because of him, so he was moved, and when he was doing things at night, he worked harder.

Autumn's footsteps are very slow, but a few days later, the day of publishing the rankings finally arrived. Early in the morning, several scholars had already got up and decided to go out to read the rankings. Because Qin Feng's newly brewed peony wine was about to be released from the cellar, he I don't know if this attempt will be successful, so I told Zhao Zijun and others to let them take a look, and come back and tell him when I get the result.

A few people didn't expect Qin Feng to be so indifferent, but when they thought of the wine Qin Feng made, they didn't say anything, and went out with anticipation and nervousness.

"Zhongqian, don't you really want to see it?"

In fact, it wasn't just the four scholars who were nervous, Li Jinhua was also very nervous, just like checking the results of the college entrance examination, uneasy.

But Qin Feng pulled Li Jinhua into the wine cellar, opened the floor, pointed to the jars of peony wine that he was trying to brew, and said in a clear voice: "Jinhua, reading is like making wine. What you need is accumulation and time. The thing you use can be used to make wine, so since the rural test is over, someone will come to tell me, and I don't have to make such a trip to delay the peony wine that should stop fermentation."

As he said that, Qin Feng lifted up his robe and went out of the wine cellar, and brought out the peony wine that had been warmed in a special way, saying that he wanted to put it in a cool place to blow a cool breeze. Suddenly there was peace.

He said that wine making is the same as the rural test, what needs is accumulation and time, and the result is set, whether nervous or not, that's why he can be so indifferent. Li Jinhua didn't know that Qin Feng was already so indifferent. Xiangzhong became more and more handsome, and the cowardly Qin Feng in the past seemed to be gone like Huang He, never to return.

But, why is that handsome figure trembling?
Li Jinhua took a closer look and saw that Qin Feng was actually holding the big fermented jar and wanted to go up. She wrapped the jar in it. She knew the weight very well, so she hurriedly jumped down and hugged the jar, and lightly weighed it. , went to the cellar.

Qin Feng looked at his hands and smiled helplessly.

The aroma of wine spread in the wine cellar, and after putting the peony wine away, Li Jinhua and Qin Feng began to clean up the lees. When the two of them were sweating profusely, Xiaoxin's cheers suddenly sounded in the yard, and then Qi Yugu Zuo's cold voice sounded: "Xiaoxin, don't be frizzy."

(End of this chapter)