Chapter 522 The Second Test
The little girls at the door were like lucky cats, holding their hands together and saying auspicious words, but their small bodies blocked the door and refused to let Zhu Ping'an in.
The formation of these girls blocking the door was clearly arranged by someone.
By the way, if I can't even enter the bridal chamber, my mother Chen will probably grab me early tomorrow morning, take me to the ancestral hall, and make me kneel in front of the neatly arranged memorial tablets of our ancestors. repent.
There are three types of unfilial piety, the greatest of which is not having offspring. You can't even enter the bridal chamber, let's see how embarrassed you are to face your ancestors
I can even think of my mother Chen’s preaching words.
So, no matter what you do next, you must at least enter the bridal chamber first. Only after entering the bridal chamber can you get along with your parents.
Looking at the six Lucky Cat girls blocking the door, Zhu Pingan shook his head and smiled, then put his hand into his pocket again under their excited eyes, and then groped around.
When the little girls saw that Zhu Pingan was giving out red envelopes to everyone again, they were all excited, just like puppies waiting for their master's big bones.
They were not disappointed. When Zhu Pingan took his hand out of his pocket, a stack of red envelopes appeared in his hand again.
The six little girls were like puppies after seeing a bone, blinking their bright eyes and looking straight at the red envelope in Zhu Pingan's hand.
"Thank you for your blessings. I would like to express my sincere thoughts."
Zhu Pingan looked at the six lucky cats and nodded, then waved the red envelope in his hand in front of everyone, and then Sprinkle it over their heads.
It’s raining red envelopes.
The Lucky Cat girls who were all at the door saw the red envelopes falling from the sky. They all raised their little butts with excitement and went to grab the red envelopes. They had quick eyes and quick hands and scrambled to grab the red envelopes. As for the important task of blocking the door, he had long forgotten it.
Zhu Pingan took advantage of these girls sticking out their buttocks to grab red envelopes, and took two quick steps, passed through the second door among them, and entered the second courtyard smoothly.
“Yeah, my uncle is in.”
A little girl who grabbed two red envelopes looked up and saw that her uncle had walked into the second courtyard, and she couldn’t help but knock on the red envelope with regret. Get off your head.
"Huh? Why did you go in so quickly? The lady will definitely blame us." The other little girls also looked regretful and confused.
“It’s all your fault for being greedy.” A little girl complained about the girl who was the first to grab the red envelope.
"You all robbed it too." The girl was not to be outdone.
Then, the six little girls could only look at Zhu Pingan walking forward, regretting that they were greedy.
The joy in the second courtyard is even more intense. Lucky bamboo, roses, lilies, lover's grass and some colorful flowers add to the festive atmosphere. Rose petals pave a path, adding a sense of daughter. It feels like a boudoir, and the rouge and gouache smell is relatively stronger.
"Congratulations to my uncle, your good luck."
The person guarding the second entrance yard should be the second-class girl of the Li family. She is slightly two years older than the six girls just now. She is dressed in Even better, after Zhu Pingan walked into the second courtyard, these second-class girls came to Zhu Pingan in small steps, put their hands on their waists and bent their knees to say hello.
"Same joy, same joy." Zhu Ping'an replied with cupped hands.
The old rule is to give out red envelopes first. Zhu Pingan reached out and took out a few red envelopes to give to these second-class girls. Generally speaking, on the day of the wedding, the groom is almost like a boy giving away money, handing out red envelopes. No matter what he does, giving out red envelopes will never go wrong.
"Gee. My aunt is a famous talent in Ming Dynasty, why do you always send out these stinking things."
"That's right, my aunt is the number one scholar, why do you send us these vulgar things?"
The second-class girls at the door giggled and shook their heads. They did not receive the red envelopes. They had other tasks.
"Oh, what do you want?" Zhu Pingan, who had been mentally prepared for a long time, smiled slightly and was not surprised at all by their behavior.
"Of course it's the pen and ink article. My uncle is the number one scholar, and his writing talent is naturally the best in the Ming Dynasty. If my uncle's pen and ink article satisfies my lady, the slaves will let my uncle in to see my lady."< br>
The second-class girl at the front listened to Zhu Pingan's inquiry, nodded vigorously, and then said with a smile.
“That’s right, that’s right, my uncle has won the first prize in the exam, so of course he has to write an article.”
“I have to write poems, lyrics, and articles for my lady. If I write well, my lady will be satisfied. Only then can I go in to see my young lady.”
"My aunt has to show his talent in taking the first prize. If he doesn't write well, he will be admitted to the Jinluan Palace, but not to the bridal chamber."
The other girls chirped in agreement, saying that Zhu Ping'an is a great scholar. The top picks in the Ming Dynasty all asked Zhu Pingan to write poems and articles, and then they showed them to Li Shu. If Li Shu was satisfied with the written articles, they would let Zhu Pingan in. If he couldn't write well, they would let him in. Not going.
Oh, it turns out that this level is Wen, Zhu Pingan smiled and nodded.
Writing poetry and articles is not difficult for Zhu Pingan. If he can get the top prize, he will win the first prize in pen and ink articles. He has an absolute advantage in this aspect. In addition, I have hundreds of years of experience ahead of them, and there are countless excellent poems and articles from the Qing Dynasty and modern times.
So, Zhu Pingan has no pressure on this.
"Uncle, here are pens, inks, paper and inkstones, and a stick of burning incense. I have to finish it before the incense burns out. If the time passes, I will have to live in the guest room, haha."
“Uncle, I only have one stick of incense. "
"It's written, but you can't be dissatisfied."
A few girls chattered and led Zhu Ping'an to a place beside the second door, where a set was posted. There are tables and chairs with red characters on them, and a set of pen, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. There is a red candle burning on the table, and there are two big red lanterns next to it. Under the illumination of the red candle and the lantern, the table and chairs are brightly lit.
"My slave is grinding ink for my uncle"
A little girl also volunteered to help Zhu Ping'an grind ink. She rolled up her sleeves and exposed her beautiful wrists. Under the candlelight, her skin looked very white and delicate, and it was obvious that she had carefully taken care of it.
"Thank you, I'll do it myself."
Zhu Ping'an shook his head and declined the girl's kindness. He sat down and took the inkstone, grinding the ink while thinking about what to write.
Li Shu is not an ordinary girl.
I have seen this girl's intelligence and scheming since she was a child. It would be difficult to impress this girl with ordinary poems, songs, and poems.
But the good news is that this girl likes me. Although I don't understand the reason, this girl seems to have liked me a long time ago. If I hadn't tasted Li Shu's cooking on the island and tasted like her chef, I probably wouldn't have discovered this secret until now. Of course, it also shows from one aspect that it is difficult to guess what Li Shu is thinking.
A woman’s heart is deep in her heart, and it is not that simple to write a piece of writing that satisfies Li Shu. (End of this chapter)