Lin Rui'an looked up.
Sure enough, he was seen standing in the middle of the crowd, holding Zou Wanqing in his arms.
"Brother, just listen to me, and I guarantee we'll get that hundred taels."
Lin Shixuan looked at Zou Wanqing, protecting her like a precious treasure.
He reached out and touched Zou Wanqing's forehead. "Wanqing, thank you, brother."
"Once you pass the imperial examination, I will definitely repay you properly."
Zou Wanqing smiled and said, "Okay, big brother, I'll be waiting."
"Now that Lin Wanwan has left the Marquis's mansion, I am now the legitimate daughter of the Marquis's mansion, and no one can call me a bastard anymore."
“Yes, Wanqing is the only legitimate daughter of our Marquis’s mansion.” Lin Shixuan finally smiled.
He has been in a state of high tension these past few days.
After Ye Lanyin left, the Marquis's mansion fell apart, and the residence became filthy and chaotic. He was even scolded at the school for being the son of a concubine.
Fortunately, he was the son of the Marquis's family from beginning to end, so he pretended to be stupid and got away with it.
He also garnered a lot of sympathy.
The man on stage, seeing that the crowd had gathered, called out:
"Everyone, today's poetry recitation competition is a joyous banquet hosted by the Grand Tutor himself outside the palace. If you know any poems, please feel free to participate."
The people in the audience listened and whispered excitedly to each other.
"The Grand Tutor truly lives up to his reputation as the top scholar. If we receive his money today, even if we don't aspire to become the top scholar, we can still enjoy the good fortune by taking the money."
"Yes, yes, I've heard that luck is contagious. If we get the Grand Tutor's luck, even if we don't pass the exam, life will be much smoother."
"That's right..."
Zou Wanqing took these words to heart.
He inwardly scoffed at these arrogant and ignorant commoners who dared to challenge his elder brother.
Lin Wanwan hugged Lin Rui'an's neck.
"Pot pot~ mud~ on~"
Lin Rui'an patted her head. "Okay."
He'd do anything to make his sister happy.
【snort! 】
In his past life, Lin Shixuan relied on Zou Wanqing to gain the top spot and was incredibly impressive.
[Don't even think about it in this lifetime~]
She quietly took out a blank yellow talisman from the necklace and then drew two strokes on it with her chubby little hands.
A moment later, a light flashed on the talisman and then disappeared.
She reached out and rubbed Lin Rui'an's hand, then pointed at Zou Wanqing.
He handed the talisman to Lin Rui'an.
"Stick~"
"Pot~"
Lin Rui'an looked down and saw a piece of paper without any pattern.
"Little sister, you mean stick it on Zou Wanqing's body?"
The little guy nodded.
"Pot~"
"Xin~Wo~"
"You bad~ silver~"
Lin Rui'an blinked and then put the talisman back into Lin Wanwan's hand.
"Little sister, where did you find this paper?"
"Come on, let me show you what's ahead!"
Lin Wanwan was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.
Lin Rui'an deliberately walked behind Zou Wanqing, and the little guy was quite helpful, directly slapping Zou Wanqing's back with his little hand.
With a "smack," Zou Wanqing shoved the old woman in front of her directly on the head.
"Oh my, who is it?"
Zou Wanqing was so startled that she withdrew her hand. "I'm so sorry."
The old lady had sharp eyes and recognized Zou Wanqing at a glance.
"Well, you shameless slut, is this the kind of upbringing your mistress has?"
"I'll beat you to death."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped Zou Wanqing.
Zou Wanqing was so frightened that she closed her eyes and covered her face tightly.
What are you doing?
Lin Shixuan quickly grabbed the hand that was hitting Zou Wanqing and shouted angrily, "You're an adult, how can you be considered well-mannered if you hit a child who's not even two years old?"
Realizing she was in the wrong, the old woman spat fiercely.
"Bah! The son of a concubine, yet he dares to boast of his upbringing?"
Seeing this, the others quickly comforted the old woman, who then reluctantly continued watching from the stands.
"Everyone, the rules for today's poetry recitation competition are very simple. We will use 'Mid-Autumn Festival' as the topic and answer questions in a quiz. Whoever recites the most poems and answers the best will win."
"The answering took half an hour."
"Clap clap clap clap".
A round of applause erupted from the audience.
The host on stage waved his hand, and the audience fell silent instantly.
"I wish you all a wonderful time at the poetry gathering. The competition is now open."
Soon, various debates arose from the audience, with people eagerly vying to answer.
"The moon is full, but we are not reunited; my thoughts linger in my heart. Though we are thousands of miles apart, we share the same moon; my longing is sent to you this Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Haha, not bad either," the people commented with laughter.
"The moon is full on Mid-Autumn Festival, the night is still young, its clear light shines like water through the window. I think of my old friends a thousand miles away, and we admire the full moon together, our feelings are boundless." Lin Shixuan smiled.
Clap clap clap!
"A fine poem. Putting everything else aside, Lin Shixuan's talent is truly remarkable."
"That's right, but this is also thanks to the Ye family girl. I heard that she accompanied her to study every night back then."
Lin Shixuan thought everyone would praise him for doing a good job, but unexpectedly, the credit went to Ye Lanyin. He gritted his teeth.
He will definitely prove that it wasn't Ye Lanyin's education that was meritorious, but rather that he was naturally intelligent.
"The bright moon shines on the reunion, laughter and joy fill the air, people gather together for the Mid-Autumn Festival, and we happily enjoy this wonderful occasion."
Clap clap clap!
Clap clap clap!
"What beautiful lines of poetry! Who wrote this? I never expected it could express the feelings of everyone present. It's truly remarkable."
"Yes, although he's not as good as Lin Shixuan, he's more loyal and righteous. That's life. When you're full, water overflows. Sometimes, knowing when to stop can help you reach new heights!"
"On the contrary, I think his poems are better than Lin Shixuan's."
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