Daming Junior Scholar

Since He Jiaan didn't use it, there was no need for her to keep the poem. When she was about to tear off the paper with both hands, Chen Yueying hesitated again, thought about it, folded the paper again, put it back in her sleeve, and typed it out by herself. He made up his mind that if He Jiaan really made a fool of himself tomorrow, he would take out this poem and humiliate him, and let him know what it means to have a sky beyond the sky and someone beyond the human.

When Chen Yueying returned to the shop, she found He Jiaan squatting in front of the pile of broken wood and gesticulating. She thought these were some kind of precious wood, but after looking carefully, she found that they were just the most common materials on the market. At best, the big one is thicker.

"Don't go out in the future, I will let Xiao Zhao call you." Chen Yueying left a sentence coldly, and then walked away arrogantly like a queen.

Xiu'er watched Chen Yueying go away, and came to He Jiaan's body gossipingly, and asked curiously: "Master, where will Missy take you in the future?"

"Where else can I go?" He Jiaan replied casually, "I heard it's a poetry festival."

"Poetry meeting?" Xiu'er's face suddenly showed envious eyes, and she murmured: "There must be many great talents there, but it's a pity that Xiu'er can't go..."

The excited expression just now collapsed, but when his eyes turned to He Jiaan, his eyes lit up again, he quickly squatted beside He Jiaan, and said fawningly: "Uncle, I want to ask you something."

"Say."

"Can you copy the poems from the poetry meeting and send them to me?"

"No." He Jiaan shook his head directly.

"Why?" Xiu'er immediately became unhappy.

He Jiaan gave her a disdainful look, and then said: "As far as the so-called talented people in your mouth are concerned, it's not bad to let them write stereotyped essays, but when it comes to poetry...they are far behind."

After finishing speaking, Xiu'er raised her legs and walked out. He Jia'an quickly stood up and shouted: "Xiu'er, wait a minute, where should I go to find the carpenter?"

Chapter 18 Loyalty to help

After hearing He Jiaan's thoughts, even the hired carpenter was dumbfounded. He looked at the pile of broken wood on the ground, then at He Jiaan, and after confirming again and again, he could only shake his head in resignation. People are employers, so you can spoil them however you want.

The barbecue shop is still in preparation, but the poetry meeting for the outing can no longer be avoided. On the day of the poetry meeting, He Jiaan got up early and punched in the yard first. Not long after breakfast, Chen Yueying's side Then Xiao Zhao came over and led He Jiaan to the gate of the mansion. Chen Yueying's carriage was ready and only He Jiaan was waiting.

Xiao Zhao came to the door of the carriage first, raised the curtain, turned to He Jiaan and said softly, "Master, please get on the carriage."

Although he had been prepared in his heart, when this moment came, He Jiaan was still a little nervous. The woman in the carriage was his wife in name. He Jiaan was always thinking wildly.

Nervously tidying up his clothes, He Jiaan bowed his head and stepped into the carriage, but just as he got half of his body in, he suddenly retreated, blinked his eyes, and asked inexplicably, "Where is your eldest lady?" ?”

No wonder He Jiaan was puzzled, there was no one in the carriage except himself, it was as if when he was excited, a ladle of cold water suddenly poured on his head, dispelling all his thoughts immediately.

Xiao Zhao had already prepared for this, and stared at He Jiaan with some deep eyes, and said slowly: "My eldest lady has an appointment with someone, so she left one step earlier, this carriage is specially for picking you up."

Let me go, didn't I get up early to catch an evening show? After a long time, Chen Yueying didn't even plan to ride a carriage with her, which made me think a lot last night, thinking about taking advantage of such a good opportunity to deepen Looking at the relationship between myself and Chen Yueying, it turned out to be nothing.

Thinking of this, the sense of loss on He Jiaan's face became even stronger, and he lifted the curtain of the car resentfully and got in directly.

The carriage started to move slowly, but the inside of the carriage was unspeakably comfortable. It didn't matter what was paved inside the carriage. In this day and age, there were no springs for shock absorbers, and no rubber tires. How could one sit comfortably.

In order to reduce the pain from under his buttocks, He Jiaan simply pulled down the curtain of the car, and looked at the world outside the car window through the small window. Not to mention, the lush scenery in his eyes immediately lifted his spirits and made him feel better. He briefly forgot the pain the carriage brought him.

He Jiaan is completely unfamiliar with this world. He couldn't remember how long he had been walking, but the carriage suddenly turned around. Then He Jiaan saw dozens of various carriages parked on the open space beside him. While grazing leisurely, the coachmen were idly talking together, when they heard the sound of the carriage again, some of them raised their heads and took a look, then turned back.

"Master, we're here." Xiao Zhao, who was sitting on the shaft of the car, jumped down first, put down the bench, raised the curtain, and shouted inside.

It's finally here, if it doesn't come again, I'm afraid my psychotherapy won't work.

He Jiaan just got off the carriage, and before he could loosen his muscles and bones, he saw a man who looked like a housekeeper approaching him not far away, bowed in front of him, and asked with a smile: "Please show me the invitation card .”

invitation?

He Jia'an couldn't help being stunned when he heard this word, he was only verbally agreed to by Chen Yueying, there was no invitation, but where did that damned Chen Yueying go?Didn't you promise to wait for yourself here?

He Jiaan didn't have an invitation card, and even Xiao Zhao beside him didn't expect to encounter this scene, so he was taken aback for a moment and said quickly: "The manager, we are from the Chen family, and the invitation card is on our eldest lady, please take her Just call it out."

call out?

The manager on the opposite side was also happy, shook his head and said: "This girl is really good at joking, how can I talk to those nobles in my capacity, I can enter if I have an invitation card, if I don't have an invitation card... I'm really sorry .”

They were right, he was just in charge of checking whether there were invitations, maybe even he might not be able to go to the poetry club, so how could he get into the conversation.

Now He Jia'an was confused, and ran over from a long distance, but was stopped at the entrance of the poetry club. What he knew was that Chen Yueying forgot to bring her in with him. Didn't come.

He was anxious, Xiao Zhao was even more anxious, he had actually done what the eldest lady had told him to do, whether he was punished or not was the second priority, if he caused the eldest lady to be laughed at by them inside, he would die.

Xiao Zhao, who was in a panic, kept explaining to others that this carriage belonged to the Chen family, and he himself also belonged to the Chen family. Otherwise, you put me in, and after you got the invitation, wouldn't it be okay for me to come out again?

But after all these good words, even if He Jiaan took out the money, he was rejected by the manager, and the expression on his face changed from enthusiasm to indifference. Just when the two of them had nothing to do, behind He Jiaan, Suddenly someone stretched out an invitation card, and said softly: "This is Mr. He, can I lead him in?"

Uh?

The voice was really strange, He Jiaan turned around and looked at the woman in puzzlement, and felt astonished when he saw the woman for the first time.

The astonishment was only for a moment, He Jiaan quickly lowered his head, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, this little lady, for helping each other, I am very grateful, but..."

After a pause, He Jiaan asked doubtfully, "We seem to have met each other, how did you recognize me?"

This world is big and small, even Xiao Yuer herself did not expect to meet He Jiaan so soon, seeing He Jiaan avoiding her eyes, she couldn't help feeling warm, and said with a smile : "Although this is only the first time I met Mr. He, I have been friends with each other for a long time. I wonder if Mr. He still remembers Si Qin?"

Piano?

Although the name is very unfamiliar, but He Jiaan turned his head slightly, and when he saw the maid standing beside him holding the piano, his eyes widened suddenly, he pointed at the piano, and said in surprise: "So it's you? "

Si Qin on the side smiled awkwardly, and replied softly: "Last time Si Qin offended Mr. He, and my girl also scolded me. Please, Mr. He, don't be as knowledgeable as Si Qin."

"Mr. He is very polite. If you still want to learn the piano, you might as well go there again. My servant Xiao Yu'er will be very happy."

Chapter 19 The Son of the County Magistrate

What happened outside didn't affect the interest of these gifted scholars and beauties inside. Although the poetry meeting hadn't started yet, the female relatives who arrived early gathered together in twos and threes, talking in a low voice, and occasionally there was a burst of silver bells The laughter made those scholars look back frequently, and their fair faces were flushed.

Chen Yueying was among the earlycomers.

In fact, according to her previous plan, she really wanted to come here in a carriage with He Jiaan, but the plan is worse than changing quickly. A message from Su Hongxiu forced her to come earlier, and she started to help her deal with it from early in the morning. For the trivial matters at the poetry meeting, he completely forgot about the fact that He Jiaan did not have an invitation card.

Finally, all the arrangements are in place, and I have nothing to do next, just quietly listen to their poems, but what makes Chen Yueying a little uneasy is that the poetry meeting is about to start, but there is no sign of He Jiaan , Could it be that he couldn't escape at such a critical time?

It's not impossible, Chen Yueying regretted that she should have pulled him up together, and now she regretted that it was too late, just when Chen Yueying wanted to go ahead to see if He Jiaan had arrived, Su Hongxiu suddenly appeared in front of her Beside her, he grabbed her and said a little tiredly: "Sister, today is thanks to you, otherwise I don't know what to do."

Looking at her older sister who is used to being carefree, Chen Yueying couldn't help but smiled wryly: "My sister just said that the sisters were out for an outing, and she didn't say that there would be so many people. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have come."

Su Hongxiu said with an apologetic face: "In the beginning, I really planned to gather the sisters together, but for some reason, the news of the poetry meeting was spread, and people always came to ask for invitations. I also know that my sister and I are not such a stingy person, so there are more and more invitations, and by the time I think about it, it is already too late."

"If there is such a thing next time, my sister should let me know in advance, so as to save time from being in a hurry and almost going wrong." Chen Yueying said a few more words complaining.

"Don't worry, it won't happen next time." Su Hongxiu replied with a smile, suddenly seemed to think of something, looked around, and asked suspiciously: "By the way, where is my brother-in-law? Sister, quickly introduce me, I want to see which family's husband is so lucky to gather fairy-like characters."

When Su Hongxiu said this, Chen Yueying blushed immediately, and said coquettishly: "If I had known that my sister wanted to see me make a fool of myself, I wouldn't have come."

"Where is this shameful? Could it be that my sister will leave her brother-in-law at home alone?"