Ling Sanjie was speechless. He wanted to say something, but he knew that it was because of the Zhao sisters' glory, so he couldn't speak, so he had to hold it in. Zhao Changqing and Mr. Su were already taking care of the little guys to prepare for food. Zhao Rong looked around and saw the lady she knew, and couldn't help but say to Zhao Changqing, "Sister Ling and the others are here too. Should I go over and say hello?"

Mr. Su said, "You guys come over, I can just look at them."

Zhao Changqing stood up and said, "Let's come back if you say something." He took Zhao Changning, Zhao Rong, Ling Sanjie, and Zhang Fengluan over.

The Zhu sisters also came to join in the fun. Zhu Ling smiled, "I heard from A Rou that she wanted to participate, but the prefect and the general's mansion were responsible for it, so she repeatedly told me to come here. Today, there is a big lottery, so the sisters might as well come together, and it is also lively."

Zhao Changqing smiled, "My husband is there, Aning is young and has two younger brothers there. My sister also knows me that I have never been able to sing poems and lyrics, but this time I have completely encountered the right luck. However, Arong is very spiritual, so she asked her to sit with her sisters. She is quick-witted and will definitely make a fortune today." In some things, Zhao Changqing never minds fulfilling Zhao Rong.

Zhu Ling didn't force herself, "That's fine."

After saying a few more words, Zhao Changqing took Zhao Changning back to sit. Ling Sanjie and Zhang Fengluan were still joking with the Zhu sisters, so Zhao Changqing was naturally not easy to interrupt.

Mr. Su laughed, "It's great for the little sisters to go over and play." Although she didn't hear it, she also saw it.

Zhao Changqing smiled, "Although there are not many people left now, there are more than a dozen, which one is my turn to win the lottery. It is better to have a raw meal. This is a good meal." These days, there are not many girls studying. The border town is close to the Western Barbarians, and it is even more martial. Although there are gentry and celebrities in the city, they are not comparable to the inland prefectures. Whether it is to guess riddles or to match the pairs, it is actually not difficult. As a result, there are only a dozen ladies after two levels. Fortunately, everyone brought their families, so the hall was also very lively.

Pear fruit and Su Bai had already started eating. When Zhao Changning saw that there were fish, he also shouted to eat it. Zhao Changqing was afraid that the thorns would get stuck, so he carefully picked the thorns for him to eat. He also took care of the thorns and saw that the little guys could not keep them greedy. Zhao Changqing also picked a few chopsticks and ate it. There was still mellow fruit wine on the table. She and Mr. Su drank a few happily.

This time I was writing poetry. On the Lantern Festival, Zhao Changqing thought that it was nothing more than just writing poetry around the moon. He didn't want the title given by the maid to write a poem about plum blossoms.

Whether it is the moon poem or the plum blossom poem, it is a common poem. As long as you skim a few poems, you can also come out. Zhao Changqing's poem is just a mediocre and has been memorizing the poem for three years. She wrote down one poem and sent it to her and came back to continue her meal.

Originally, Zhao Changqing felt that the top score must have been produced by the ladies in the poetry party organized by the Zhu sisters or Zhu Lingchang. Unexpectedly, there was another expert. The top scorer was a girl named Zheng. The song she wrote about plum blossoms is indeed very charming:

The cold sprinkles the sweetness, and the lonely soul blooms.

Shuying chants with Jing, Guihong asks Houcun.

I always have the feeling of lying on the snow, and I don’t admire the roots of the dreams.

Sadly, the beautiful and proud world!

When Zhao Changqing saw that Miss Zheng was only thirteen or fourteen years old, she had beautiful eyebrows and ordinary clothes, but she had a different Tsinghua demeanor.

Miss Zheng was the first, and Zhu Ling was the second, and Zhao Rong was the third. Compared with Miss Zheng’s first, Zhao Rong’s little bean Ding Xiang was definitely named a genius. What surprised Zhao Changqing was that she was also fortunate to be invited to the inner room to meet several wives who hosted the Lantern Festival.

Zhao Changqing wiped his mouth and hurriedly went.

In fact, if you think about it, girls who can study must have some background. Even if the Zhao family is a military household, they have one or two families. Zhao Changqing has met Mrs. Chu, but he has never seen the magistrate's wife. Both wives are there, and Chu Yue and the magistrate's daughter are also with him. However, today, Mrs. Chu did not sit in the position, but a white-haired old lady can sit in the position.

Several people quickly saluted, and the old lady smiled, "A such a small doll can even write poetry. What's your name?"

Zhao Rong said openly, "The little girl's surname is Zhao, and her single name is Rong."

The old lady smiled slightly and said, "It's so beautiful and natural." With Zhao Rong's age, even if she missed a lilac poem, it would be great. What's more, what they did is not lilac poems.

The old lady asked a few more names, looked at Zheng Ying several times, and said, "Your poem has such a character. It turns out that you are the daughter of the Zheng Jingshi family." She asked Zhu Ling again, "How is your great-grandmother good?" Finally, she looked at Zhao Changqing and said, "You are so good at your right. Justice is only white hair, and the spring breeze is not the world's love. How did you come up with it at a young age?"

Zhao Changqing said, "Mrs.'s first couplet, 'Justice only white hair' comes from the poem "Sending Hermits" of Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty: 'There is no matchmaker, and the grass is rustling since ancient times. The world is full of forests. Only white hair is never spared on the heads of noble people'. I happened to learn this poem, and I thought of another poem I recited before, "Appreciating Spring" by Luo Ye, a poet of the Tang Dynasty: 'The grass and smoke are warmer, and the road is continuous for a while. Every year, the world is simple, but the spring breeze is not the world's love. Therefore, we are randomly matched one or two." Only the spring breeze does not the world's love. When Mr. Su asked her this poem, he smiled and said that when he was really unlucky, it seemed that the spring breeze is also the world's love. Now Zhao Changqing is growing up, and although he never asks, she can guess how many wanderings and twists and turns Mr. Su has gone through.

Seeing her speaking and behaved well, the old lady became a little more fond of her and asked a little, "At such a young age, you already know poetry and books. Your surname is Zhao, isn't it the daughter of the Zhao family in the north of the city?"

Zhao Changqing smiled, "The little girl and Rong Jie'er are sisters of compatriots. Although the surname is Zhao, they are not relatives of Zhao Zhuangyuan's Mansion. The grandfather's business has passed away. His father is a military household and now serves as the chief rank of the garrison office. The little girl and Ling are cousins, Ling's great-grandmother, and the little girl wants to call her great-grandmother." Zhao Zhuangyuan's Mansion is also a famous family in the border town. His ancestors have actually produced top scholars, and now they are also a serious scholarly family. Moreover, the Zhao family's scholarly family is three more scholarly than the Zhu family.

The old lady said to Mrs. Chu and the magistrate's wife, "Our girls in the border town will not allow the ladies of the imperial capital in terms of Lingxiu."

Both of them agreed.

The lottery for the Spring Festival this time was indeed extremely rich. Zheng Ying got a set of gold-headed and faces, including the head and hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the hairpin, the headpin, the headpin, the headpin, the bracelet, and the collar, were reduced. When Zhao Rong came to reduce it, there was only a pair of gold bracelets. In addition to real gold and silver, the three of them also had a set of high-quality pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Zhao Changqing received a piece of jade from the old lady, and the four of them retreated.

After leaving, Zhao Changqing realized that in fact, the ladies who came to the third floor all got something, one person had two wolf-haired pens.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Changqing was satisfied and showed Mr. Su the jade pendant she got. She also had jade pendant at home, but there was no good jade. This jade patina was smooth and it was a very good jade. After two years, she could wear it on her skirt.

Mr. Su praised a few words, and Zhao Changqing said goodbye to the Zhu sisters again, and then took his younger brothers and sisters downstairs.

Li Mingzhu, Li Mingbao and Ling Teng were all waiting. Li Mingbao held a new bow on his arm, and Ling Teng also held a box in his arms. Zhao Changqing smiled, "It seems that Brother Li and Cousin Teng did not return empty-handed either."

Li Mingzhu asked with a smile, "What does sister have?"

Zhao Changqing took out the jade from his sleeve and said with a smile, "Arong got a gold bracelet and four treasures of the study, and I got a piece of jade and two brushes."

Ling Teng laughed, "I'm not as good as my sisters." This does not mean that Ling Teng's literary talent is not good. There are many more men studying than women. Girls often know a few words, just read the Four Girls' Books. Unless a wealthy family like the Zhu family will ask girls to study piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, Tao Zhi's temperament. Like the sisters of the Zhao family, the situation is completely special and cannot be regarded as ordinary.

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Li Mingbao laughed, "You are not as good as you study, but you are not as good as me in martial arts." Shangwu in the border town, and Li Mingbao can get Zhang Xingong, which shows that his martial arts are still very good.

Zhao Changqing smiled, "I am lucky, A Rongshi is good at doing it, third place."

Everyone immediately treated Zhao Rong differently. Zhao Rong did not expect that Zhao Changqing would praise her like this in front of Ling Teng. She was surprised and said a few humble words.

Ling Teng laughed, "It's getting late, let's go back."

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