Marrying blindly and by mistake, the general’s misplaced wife

Chapter 157 Is it so fun to have fun?
The excitement in the front yard continues.

Several ladies who had already flowed wine performed their piano skills, painting skills, and dancing skills.

There are also many young men who have their turn, and they mainly write poems.

The wine glass came to Kong Changan again. Kong Changan was also quick in thinking. He pondered for a moment and said:

"Autumn has come and the moon is frost-free,

The hedge chrysanthemums have just begun to bloom and are not yet yellow.

One night the west wind withered the trees,

Several cold branches reflect the east hall. "

Naturally, there was another burst of applause. Kong Changan gracefully held his hands in his hands and said in a gentle and elegant manner: "It's ridiculous to just throw something out there!"

It was also a coincidence that the wine glass stopped in front of Lu Yuyang. Lu Yuyang sneered at Kong Changan's gesture just now and said: "Now that the chrysanthemums are blooming early, why are they not yellowing? If you want to write poetry, you should write osmanthus poems."

As he spoke, he raised his chin slightly and opened his mouth and chanted:
"Ji Ziqiu returns from thousands of miles away,

He also left Huangzhou with his book and sword.

In three springs, willows color thousands of doors,
The sound of cicadas fills the courtyard in autumn. "

This poem is full of heroism and the desolation of autumn. It is a good poem.In comparison, his poetic talent is more agile, and his poems are better than those of Kong Chang'an before. People who are close to him are even more complimentary.There was a vague fighting ring posture on both sides.

But how could Kong Chang'an, who had just been ridiculed, let go of this opportunity? He also sneered: "It's October now, and the sweet-scented osmanthus fills the courtyard, but the summer cicada is dead, so how can there be any sound of cicadas? Then why don't you write a poem about osmanthus?"

With that said, Kong Changan composed a song.

"The sky is full of sweet-scented osmanthus,

Willow leaves form a curtain along the river.

Don’t come to Nan Hongyan a few times,
When the book arrived in Hengyang, he sent poems instead. "

After finishing the composition, Kong Changan sneered and said: "Who doesn't know how to write Osmanthus poems?"

Lu Yuyang smiled leisurely and said: "Yes, who doesn't know Osmanthus poetry?" Not to be outdone:

"The east wind carries the fragrance of osmanthus,

The broken branches are light yellow in color.

Don’t praise the beauty of the five lakes;
It has always been red and purple. "

Even the poem was full of gunpowder. Everyone's smiles froze a bit when they looked at this situation.

We were having a good conversation about poetry and essays, but suddenly the atmosphere was not right.

Qiao Zongyan immediately changed the subject and said: "Today we are all here to play Qu Shui Shang. What we want is to have a good time. Tomorrow, we will organize a polo match. This village is close to Jew Mountain. It is late autumn and the prey is fat. Is anyone interested? We can also go hunting tomorrow.”

Scholars should practice the six arts of a gentleman: etiquette, music, archery, charioteering, calligraphy, and mathematics.

Polo and hunting are both horse sports.

This was an activity where you could have a lot of fun and show off your abilities. It immediately aroused a lively discussion and successfully eliminated the tension between Kong Changan and Lu Yuyang.

The conversation also turned to polo and hunting, both of which were looked forward to.

It was already Haishi, and the meandering water drinking ceremony was coming to an end. Everyone thought that tomorrow's polo and hunting would require physical strength, so they had to rest well, so they gradually dispersed.

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, an earth-shattering scream suddenly came from a room.

The whole courtyard was immediately alarmed.

People living in other directions in the courtyard immediately ran towards the place where the sound came from, including the housekeepers assigned to each courtyard by other courtyards.

The scream was really too miserable, and I was afraid that something terrible had happened.

If it was a murder case, it would be a big deal.

After all, those who come are all ladies from official families, and everyone’s life is precious.A crowd of people gathered from all over, all living in the courtyard and people from nearby courtyards.Not many, just over ten.

These people are a little frightened. Nothing will happen to the other village, right?
The housekeeper was under great pressure. Of course, nothing could happen to the yard she was responsible for. Thinking of the possible consequences, her face turned pale. She had already sent someone to fetch the young lady, but she was a little far away and hadn't arrived yet.

But it was not a problem to continue like this now, so he pushed the door open suddenly.

Then she felt like she was going blind.

The house was in a mess.

Clothes were thrown all over the floor.

I was turned over by the red waves, and my eyes were dazzled.

A sharp voice shouted: "Get out, get out!"

The housekeeper knew that the situation was really serious. This kind of situation was no longer something she could handle as a mother-in-law. Even the young lady couldn't handle it well. After all, the young lady was only a teenager.

I have to report to the lady in charge of the other hospital.

Also, this matter also involves male guests, so the eldest son must also know.

How could this happen?
Who lives in this courtyard?
It's so shameless.

And that man is shameless too!
The housekeeper cursed in her heart and quickly exited the door.

However, the ladies who were following her knew what was going on even though they didn't see the person clearly.It's really such a scene, it's too obvious.

For a moment, everyone felt like they were struck by lightning, their faces turned red, they felt ashamed and angry, but they also had some secret thoughts of watching the fun.

Someone asked in a low voice: "Who lives in this courtyard?"

Someone immediately told the answer: "The person living there is the eldest lady from the Anyuan Marquis Mansion who was brought over from the countryside!"

"Bah, why are you so shameless? To do such a thing in a place like this, you are from the countryside after all. You are so shameless!"

"I asked you why you were so drunk yesterday? I thought you were afraid that you wouldn't be able to show off your talents when writing poems, so you made that excuse. It turned out that you wanted to have a private meeting with someone!"

"The family tradition of Anyuanhou's house is really not upright. At the last return banquet, Anyuanhou acted in front of everyone...it was really that the upper beam was not straight and the lower beam was crooked!"

"But this is not her Anyuan Marquis' Mansion, it is a villa of Dingguo Duke's Mansion. It's on someone else's territory, so I don't know how to restrain myself!"

"It's so shameless. Miss Qiao invited her to the party with good intentions, but she did this. Doesn't it embarrass Miss Qiao's face?"

"Don't invite people like this in the future!"

Someone blushed and asked the housekeeper: "Who is the man?"

The housekeeper glanced at the eyes of these ladies looking for secrets, hesitated for a moment, and then said with a troubled face: "It seems that it is the fourth son of the Duke of Ju!"

Du Mingda?
Everyone's expressions suddenly became strange.

This guy doesn't have a good reputation.

However, the ladies in the capital know that the eldest lady of the Anyuan Hou Mansion who has just been brought back to the capital may not know.

It shouldn't be. I heard that this eldest lady has been in Beijing for a while, and even the return banquet hosted by the Anyuan Marquis Mansion has already passed so long.

Hey, if it was this person, it wouldn’t be surprising at all.

He is the most notorious among the nobles in the capital, but as the prince of the Duke's mansion, it is hard not to invite him.Fortunately, he would usually restrain himself on such occasions, but he didn't expect that he would do it again this time.

I just don’t know if it was the eldest lady of the Anyuan Hou Mansion who took the initiative, or if it was just bad luck.

Qiao Ruomeng held up her skirt and rushed over.

After receiving the report, she felt a surge of anger in her heart.

She actually did such a thing in her villa. If this was spread, her face would be damaged.There were a lot of maids and women behind her, and they wanted to remind the young lady to pay attention to her image, but who could pay attention to her image at this time?
Qiao Ruomeng stopped, with a cold face, eyebrows raised, and a stern voice: "Who is inside?"

(End of this chapter)