Cuiming and Hongye couldn't help but exchange glances, both of them a little suspicious.
Lin Ziqi is already the second young lady's husband, so there should be some discretion in what they do. Why would the young master of the hall mention Lin Ziqi?
Hongye asked, "Miss, what's wrong with Young Master Lin?"
Qin Yuan snorted and said, "My cousin said that Lin Ziqi invited him to form a club, and the meeting place happened to be Yuyuantan, which is also the date I mentioned. He was wondering if Lin Ziqi also knew about it, so he asked me if I should tell Lin Ziqi."
Hongye breathed a sigh of relief.
Cui Ming said, "This is a good thing for the young master, so why does Miss look so disdainful?"
Hongye also stared at her with wide eyes.
Qin Yuan said, "He learned the news and rushed over to invite his cousin, but he didn't tell his cousin the truth. There's always been a saying that there's no first place in literature, but there's a second in martial arts. If he had found someone else to form a society with, each person would have their own strengths, so how could he stand out? He knew his cousin's poetry wasn't good, so he invited his cousin to be his foil to make himself stand out. If I'm not mistaken, I'm afraid he also invited some people who aren't good at poetry to accompany him."
This is like choosing the best among the worst, forcibly highlighting oneself in comparison.
Hongye clicked her tongue: "Then the young master actually wanted to mention it to him? The minds of scholars are really complicated. If Miss hadn't said anything, how could she have thought of this?"
Qin Si nodded and said, "He is very capable, and you have spoken up for him."
Han Qing continued, "He told your cousin that when Su Shi was chosen to be the chief examiner, he gave a newly written essay to a friend on his way to the examination hall. The friend happened to be home, and Su Shi's servant, who was in a hurry to return, gave it to the friend's servant. The servant casually placed it under the table in the hall, where the two brothers, who later visited, saw it and thought it was poorly written. They asked for it and took it back, studying it carelessly. Su Shi's friend never saw the essay. When the exam came, the questions Su Shi set were indeed not related to the essay. The seven brothers failed the exam, while Su Shi's friend almost failed."
A sentence needs to be replaced with something worse for it to become beautiful.
“No, no,” Lin Ziqi said, “He is really careful and meticulous in his work, but you have been concerned about those important matters. He went back to tell his wife that you understand and will definitely act with care, and that he will not let any secrets slip out.”
Qin Yuan said, "That's just how he is. Let's not talk about it."
Lin Ziqi thought for a moment and said, "Thank him for his thoughtfulness. You can take it first and return it to him when you go to Qin Yuan the other day."
Han Qingxia then bowed and said goodbye.
Qin Si said, "Oh no, go ahead."
The dormitories in the Imperial College were for eight people, but unfortunately, none of the roommates had returned at this time.
Qin Si added, "He told your cousin that secrets are the key to failure, but what you told me can be shared with others."
The Marquis's residence sent someone to serve the meal and lit the large lanterns.
Qin Siyuan laughed and said, "The reward money given by the young lady is very little. That bamboo basket was woven by your wife herself. What is it worth? I will definitely take it to Han Qing again. I don't have anything useful with me, except for that. Please forgive me, Master."
You reach out, pick up the ink block from under the table, add some water, grind it haphazardly in the inkstone, dip it in the ink, and circle a few words in each poem.
Han Qingxia was a clever woman, and immediately said, "The eldest will definitely find Master Qin and hand him over to me personally. He also told me to be very careful."
Qin Siyuan's heart jumped again. He knew what kind of trivial matter his master was doing, and what kind of weight the scroll of paper in his hand was carrying, which was actually pleading for him. He quickly said solemnly, "I will definitely pass on the message, Madam, please plead for me."
Cui Ming quickly said, "Yes, yes, let's not mention this person again."
Looking at the time, it was already time for dinner. Qin Yuan said, "Wait and let the head maid go and serve the meal. You made a fuss late tonight, and there's a strong fragrance about you. Even your hair is stained. You must have gone to your mother's place."
Qin Si then opened the poems written by her cousin. They were very well-written, but rather superficial. While the wording was original, the artistic conception was lacking.
Qin Siyuan said, "There was no reason for this. At worst, it was just a case of acting recklessly."
Qin Siyuan agreed.
So he repeated what Qin Si had said, and handed the empty bamboo basket to Lin Ziqi, saying, "What's on the bottom of that burlap is what my eldest sister gave him. I don't know what the big one is, so I wrapped it in oil paper. Do you want to take that basket with you, Master?"
That's a bad thing.
Qin Si nodded.
Han Qingxia understood from your casual tone that it was a trivial matter, but she guessed that it had nothing to do with Tang Duoye's future. Instead of leaving home, I went back to my residence, changed my clothes, took out a bamboo basket, wrapped the manuscript Qin Si had given me in oil paper, then wrapped it in a layer of cloth, placed it at the bottom, and put some snacks and fruits underneath. Only then did I carry it to the Qin residence.
Those words are the "eyes" of each sentence.
Lin Ziqi waited all morning and when he saw his cousin's reply, he thought the wait was over. He took the package and returned to the Imperial College. However, just as he stepped out of the front gate, Qin Siyuan, who was guarding inside, called him back.
My cousin's work ethic is occasionally serious and thorough, which is reflected in many aspects.
Lin Ziqi was taken aback and asked, "Who is he?"
What remained was the artistic conception. Han Qing thought that could be dealt with in a short time, so he included his own poorly written poems in Lin Ziqi's manuscript, and circled a few poems under the titles marked as bad by his cousin, indicating that they should be studied and discussed in detail.
Qin Si casually flipped through her cousin's manuscript. Lin Ziqi lacked talent in poetry, but he was always diligent and had a very solid foundation. On a few sheets of paper, he listed all the common topics for poems written in that season over the years, and as you said, he marked the ones that could not be used as poem topics in Yuyuantan.
Lin Ziqi then had a moment to open Qin Si's manuscript and read the annotations and Qin Si's reflections.
Qin Siyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, a buzzing sound came from outside my mind, and I felt that all the books I had read for so many years had been in vain.
It was still bright inside. The light from outside was dim, but enough to read a book. Back in the Qin residence, you would definitely have lit lamps.
Han Qing smiled, and the Marquis's household was becoming more and more accustomed to Han Qing's life.
Lin Ziqi thought to himself, "My little sister is so meticulous; I still have a lot to learn from her." He put his bundle into his basket, bought some snacks along the way, placed them outside the basket, and then went to the Imperial Academy.
Lin Ziqi then realized that Qin Si had taken Han Qing to his room, and said, "I'm sorry to have troubled him to make the trip. Why did he go to the other courtyard to look for you and wait outside?"
Qin Siyuan said, "The eldest is the youngest aunt's maid. She came back to deliver some things to her friends. The youngest aunt asked the eldest to deliver some things to Master Duo, and she also has some things to tell him."
Then someone summoned Han Qingxia and said to me, "He went to get that poem manuscript for my cousin Siyuan. I'll get it later. Remember not to let anyone else see it."
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