Chapter 370 Please write a poem for everyone

Just ask her directly and bluntly, tell her clearly what is on your mind, and ask her to open her closed heart.

Xu Wan really liked this way of communication. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Zong Zhao's pupils visibly dilated, and he stuttered to confirm, "Really?"

Xu Wan nodded and said, "Really."

It was still the same casual answer, just as casually as when she said she could consummate the marriage, but this time it was different. He couldn't tell what was different, but it was different.

Zong Zhao's eyes lit up, and he looked very happy. He said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll go and re-stamp it for you right away."

Xu Wan: “???”

What stamp?

Zong Zhao quickly wrote a new letter of guarantee, adding an agreement not to take concubines or have concubines on the basis of the original text, and rushed to the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Imperial Clan Affairs.

The Ministry of Revenue was numb, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching when he finished stamping the document.

After stamping the document, Cai Youdao of the Zongzhengsi looked at Zongzhao's departing back and sighed: The tigress has become even more powerful, the general is really pitiful.

Xu Wan held the new stamp and commented with a smile: "Are you not afraid of losing face at all?"

Zong Zhao smiled: "That's not important."

"Okay, it doesn't matter." Xu Wan seemed to understand his point. After all, matters concerning close people are the most important, and the opinions of outsiders have no effect on him at all.

At night, the two of them lay on the bed facing each other, quietly without saying a word, but somehow, they couldn't help wanting to laugh.

Xu Wan couldn't help laughing first, and Zong Zhao also narrowed his eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" she asked deliberately.

"If you laugh, I want to laugh too," he replied.

Xu Wan felt sweet inside. She looked at him quietly for a few seconds, then quickly turned her head away: "Go to sleep."

The next day.

After they had breakfast, Zong Zhao told her that he had to go to the Dali Temple to do some work.

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing him. Two days ago, he went to the Dali Temple first, and then moved into the military camp. Her trust in him dropped sharply.

Zong Zhao explained, "This time I really have something to do. I will go home tonight. I was just confused the past two days. I will never stay out again, seriously."

Seeing that he actually admitted his mistake two days ago, Xu Wan nodded with relief and said with a smile: "Okay, then go ahead."

"Okay, if you need anything, send someone to call me."

"Um."

After dinner, Xu Wan went to the big study room to check on the children's learning progress.

Cheng Zhidong handed over the dozen poems and said with a worried look on his face, "The children's poetry is really not going to improve. Even if they write poems with regular summaries, there is always a limit. Recently, except for Jincheng, everyone is trying to make up for the four books and five classics, hoping to cover up the shortcomings of poetry. But Jincheng has a photographic memory and does not need to make up for the four books and five classics, nor does he need to make up for the policy essays, so he can't make any progress now."

Xu Wan understood what Cheng Zhidong meant.

While his poetry and prose were also not improving, others could still use the Four Books and Five Classics to make progress, but Jin Cheng had reached the end of his rope. If he continued like this, his ranking would be gradually surpassed, and even his chances of passing the imperial examination would be in danger.

Xu Wan began to consider whether to invite another poet to come, but... who should she invite? Pan Hongzhi's poetry was already very good among the people.

At this moment, Cuizhi whispered to her: "Madam, the Duke of Protectorate is here."

Xu Wan quickly stood up: "Let's go pick it up..."

Before he could finish his words, Luo Jingfeng walked in by himself.

Xu Wan: “…”

It's as free as being at home. You are worthy of being the Protector of the Country.

He Zheng just turned around and saw Luo Jingfeng coming in. He immediately widened his eyes and looked at the next table, reminding: "Brother, look, Luo Jingfeng is here again."

The little devil said "oh" and continued to compose poetry, without even looking up, he replied: "Come on if you want."

Anyway, he had reconciled with Luo Jingfeng, and if he chased him away again, it would be like turning his back on him. As long as Luo Jingfeng didn't disturb his studies, he could still try to live in peace with him.

He Zheng was shocked by Zong Jincheng's reaction. Is this still his elder brother? Last time Luo Jingfeng came, he was extremely irritable and scolded Luo Jingfeng for a long time. It was noisy and noisy.

But now my eldest brother is terrifyingly calm.

He Zheng concluded: As expected of the big brother, his temper has become even stronger.

Now it was time for the daily quiz, and the private teachers didn't bother them. Only Luo Jingfeng walked straight towards Zong Jincheng without paying any attention, glancing at the kid's poetry test paper.

Who knew this look would make him silent.

Luo Jingfeng asked uncertainly, "Are you letting them go?"

Zong Jincheng: “?!”

The kid who was scolded by Huashi got mad: "How could I let them? We are taking a test, a fair test!"

"Pfft..." Xu Wan covered her head with one hand, trying hard to hold back her laughter.

The other teenagers heard the sound and turned around, only to find that Luo Jingfeng had arrived at some point. It was a terrifying scene.

Luo Jingfeng frowned and said, "How can you participate in the Autumn Examination if you write such a bad poem?"

The little devil pointed at the door and said, "Get out before I get angry."

Luo snorted in surprise and said bluntly, "You're afraid of people criticizing you for writing a bad article. What do you have to be angry about?"

The little devil repeated in his mind three times, "He let His Highness go", took a deep breath, and said with a fake smile: "You are a military commander, and your poetry writing level should not be as good as mine. Get out - godfather, you don't need to give me advice on this."

With so many people here, Zong Jincheng couldn't call him uncle, but this sarcastic wording of foster father made Luo Jingfeng laugh.

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him and reminded him, "Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay our exam."

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Luo Jingfeng laughed for a long time before he stopped. He mocked, "I said before that I would invite a great scholar to teach you. It was because you didn't want to replace Pan Hongzhi. Otherwise, how could you write such a bad poem?"

Zong Jincheng got angry and immediately confronted him: "What's wrong with the Grand Master? He hasn't studied for many years. He might not be as good as me in exams. Master Pan is just a judge, but he is the best poet among all of us masters. It's my own fault that I can't learn it. Why do you always blame others?"

The uncle and nephew had another quarrel over a disagreement, which made Luo Jingfeng a little confused: "Why did you get angry so easily? I didn't say to replace Pan Hongzhi."

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Isn't that what you meant? Don't think I can't hear it."

Luo Jingfeng chuckled and touched his big head: "Be good, since you don't want a bachelor's degree, then I will find you some teachers who are good at poetry."

After hearing this, Zong Jincheng was still not interested, but Xu Wan's eyes lit up. She happened to have the same idea, but it was not easy to ask for those poems, and they could not be moved by money and silver.

Before the little devil could get angry, Xu Wan hurriedly replied to Luo Jingfeng, "Then there is the Duke of Lao Hu. Jin Cheng's poetry has really hit a bottleneck recently. If he can have guidance from a famous poet, he will definitely be able to make a breakthrough."

Sure enough, as soon as Xu Wan opened her mouth, Zong Jincheng swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Luo Jingfeng laughed loudly and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

The Duke of the Protectorate strode out the door and said to General Xiaofeng who was waiting outside, "Go find out who the most famous poet of the time is and invite him to teach my Cheng'er."

General Xiaofeng quickly responded, "I know this one. It's Su Xi, the hermit of Yiyun. His poems express the most profound emotions. Not only does he often speak for the lower-class people, he also boldly insults the officials of the dynasty. But he has a strange temper, likes to live in seclusion, and doesn't like the disputes in the capital. Many dignitaries can't invite him."

Luo Jingfeng nodded and said, "That's him, find him and bring him back to me."

"Yes." General Xiaofeng quickly went out and told the guards outside, "Go and bring back Su Xi, the hermit from Yiyun."

Guard: “?!”

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