The girl didn't realize it. Instead, she acted like a young adult and said: "Sister Liu, you have only been married a few days, and you have already left your poetry book and read your script. If this spreads to the poetry club, you won't be afraid."

Sisters, are you kidding me?"

Liu Qingxin's anger finally couldn't be restrained, and she immediately said with a straight face: "Ning Fu is my official. If you disrespect him again, it's better to say goodbye. From now on, you and I will be treated as strangers!"

"Sister, you..."

The girl was also startled by Liu Qingxin's harsh words. Then her eyes turned red and she felt so aggrieved that she wanted to cry.

Liu Qingxin's heart softened when she saw the girl's pitiful appearance.

So he said softly again: "Okay, my words were too harsh, so don't be angry, but the officer and I are one, so even if it's for my sake, don't be too mean to me, the officer."

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"I know, I was too rude just now. Please forgive me, sister!" the girl finally admitted her mistake sincerely.

When she said this, the girl suddenly thought of something, and then she raised her head very excitedly and said, "Sister, this year's Shangyuan Poetry Festival is about to start again. Can we participate together?"

"I won't go. It's the same thing every year and it's not interesting."

Liu Qing's way of feeling waning.

"This year is different. Scholar Su has returned to the capital, and he will also serve as a judge for the poetry competition!"

When the girl mentioned Bachelor Su, her eyes were full of admiration.

"Are you sure that Academician Su is really back?"

Liu Qingxin sat upright all of a sudden, her face full of joy.

"Of course it's true. You also know that my father is a disciple of Master Su. He told me personally yesterday!"

When the girl spoke, the joy in her heart was beyond words.

Although her father was a disciple of Su Shi, the girl was born late, so she never had the chance to meet Su Shi.

"That's great. Scholar Su has returned to Beijing. We must attend this year's poetry festival!"

Liu Qingxin slammed the table excitedly.

"What are you talking about so happily?"

At this moment, Ning Fu walked in with a tray and said with a smile.

"We were talking about the Yuan Poetry Society! Have you heard of it?"

The girl raised her little head proudly, and the subtext was: Do you, a cook, know what a poetry meeting is?

But as soon as the girl finished speaking, she found Liu Qingxin next to her looking at her with an unhappy expression.

This made the girl lose her temper, and she immediately responded: "Sister Liu and I used to participate every year. Can you let Sister Liu go with me this year?"

"I've never heard of the Shangyuan Poetry Club. Can you introduce it to me?"

Ning Fu didn't want to worry about a child, so he asked again with a smile.

"The Shangyuan Poetry Fair is one of the grand events of the Shangyuan Festival. Anyone who is confident in his poetry can participate..."

Liu Qingxin introduced the situation of the Shangyuan Poetry Society to Ning Fu.

To put it simply, it is a poetry competition held on the day of Shangyuan Festival, and all poems must be titled "Shangyuan Festival".

The poetry competition will be judged by several poets. Readers present can submit their own poems for competition, and the best poem will be judged in the end.

"If my poetry can be ranked first, I will definitely become famous in one fell swoop and become a guest of dignitaries."

Liu Qingxin finally said again.

"Not only that, if you get the first place, you can also climb up the Ao Deng and hang your own calligraphy on the Ao Deng's head. For example, write your name, place of origin and address. If you are not married, someone will definitely come to your door the next day.

Propose marriage!"

The girl also added helpfully at this time.

The so-called Ao lantern is a huge lantern built in front of the imperial city gate. People can stand on it. The position of the top is even more eye-catching. Only the person who wins the first place in the poetry meeting is qualified to board it. The so-called "top position" comes from

this.

Shangyuan Festival is originally the best festival for men and women to make love, so countless young scholars hope that their poems can win the first place and become the best. Not only will they gain fame and fortune, but they can also win beautiful women.

"Oh? Then if my poem wins first place, can I write on the top of my head, 'I wish Ningfu and Liu Qingxin a happy marriage for a hundred years'?"

Ning Fu raised his eyebrows, looked at Liu Qingxin and smiled.

"Keke~, yes, yes, but Sister Liu may not be able to go out the next day!"

The girl couldn't stop laughing at Ning Fu's words, and for a moment she felt that the husband Sister Liu had chosen was quite interesting.

"Sir, how about we go to the poetry competition together that day? This year, Master Su will be the judge!"

Liu Qingxin begged Ning Fu at this time, saying that when a woman gets married, she must obey her husband, not to mention that she is going out on the Lantern Festival, so she must be with Ning Fu.

"Scholar Su has returned to Beijing! Is this news accurate?"

Ning Fu was also greatly surprised.

"Of course it's accurate, my father is a disciple of Bachelor Su!"

The girl puffed out her small breasts and said very proudly.

"It turns out that the little lady comes from a famous family! How disrespectful!"

Ning Fu bowed his hands to the girl and complimented her exaggeratedly.

In fact, Ning Fu didn't care much in his heart. After all, Su Shi had too many disciples. The most famous ones were definitely Huang Tingjian, Qin Guan and other four, known as the Four Scholars of the Su family. There were many others who were not famous.

Facing Ning Fu's compliment, the girl was also very happy, and her impression of him changed again.

Ning Fu chatted for a while and then went out. It was not convenient for him as a grown man to stay at a girls' party.

The girl stayed until noon, and when she finally left, she praised Ning Fu's cooking for its reputation.

As soon as she sent the girl away, Liu Qingxin immediately rushed to her desk, holding a brush and thinking hard.

"What are you thinking about?"

Ning Fu looked at Liu Qingxin's appearance and found it a bit funny.

"I want to write poems. Mr. Su will be the judge. This opportunity is a rare one!"

Liu Qingxin replied without raising her head.

As a person who loves poetry, being able to hand over her poetry to Su Shi for review was an opportunity that Liu Qingxin could not refuse.

"That little lady just now is quite interesting. Which government office does her father serve in?"

Ning Fu asked again curiously.

"Her father's surname is Li, and he is a doctor in Taixue."

Liu Qingxin answered again.

"Oh~"

Ning Fu nodded, seeing how attentive Liu Qingxin was, so he stopped disturbing her and turned around to leave.

However, Ning Fu had just taken a few steps when he suddenly stopped and turned to Liu Qingxin with a shocked look on his face and asked again: "Isn't her father's name Li Gefei?"

"Yes, how do you know?"

At this time, Liu Qingxin also raised her head unexpectedly.

"Haha~, you guessed it... you guessed it."

Ning Fuqiang smiled and dealt with it casually, but his heart was quite uneasy.
Chapter completed!