This morning, Hua Yiming, the cabinet minister, came to Yin Xiaoshuai's mansion. Yin Xiaoshuai's mansion was not large, and there were only a few servants cleaning the yard.
As soon as Hua Yiming stepped into Yin Xiaoshuai's mansion, he saw Yin Xiaoshuai sitting on a chair in the yard reading a book.
Hua Yiming hurriedly stepped forward and said cheerfully: "General, general!"
"Huh!? Mr. Ge, oops, I didn't know that Mr. Ge was here. I really missed the welcome. Please forgive me, Mr. Ge."
Yin Xiaoshuai put down his book and quickly stepped forward to greet him.
"General, do you know about the recent poetry conference held at Linghuatang Restaurant?"
Hua Yiming stroked his beard as he spoke. He looked calm and dignified.
"I don't know, Mr. Ge, why are you here to mention this matter to me this time? I am a martial artist, and I am not interested in poetry and poetry. Why are you talking about this?"
Yin Xiaoshuai said with a smile, feeling that there was a cloud of confusion in his mind.
"General, don't you know it until now? That is a marriage selection event organized by the eldest daughter of the Zhang family. Once your poems are included in the gold medal list, you may be selected as the bride-in-law."
"I'm not interested in the eldest lady of the Zhang family. I'm only more interested in leading troops to fight, the art of war, formations, and strategies."
Yin Xiaoshuai spread his hands with an indifferent attitude.
"Then what's going on with this poem?"
As Hua Yiming spoke, he took out a piece of paper, and immediately it was clear that there was a poem written on it, and the person who left the name was Yin Xiaoshuai's real name.
Yin Xiaoshuai was immediately shocked. He immediately took the poems and poems from Hua Yiming's hand and quickly asked: "You, Mr. Hua, how do you have the poems and poems I wrote in Yuntanglou?"
"Forget it, let me tell you the truth. It was given to me by Zhang Rengui, a fifth-grade official. If you want to go, just sign up and give it a try. Maybe Miss Zhang likes your literary talent and it might be yours. Blessing." Hua Yiming said sincerely.
Yin Xiaoshuai pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt a little unhappy. He thought to himself, a fifth-grade civil servant could actually have such a posture that he could go around and find a son-in-law for his daughter with extremely high requirements. Wouldn't he be powerful and have the right to speak?
To be honest, the emperor of the Hanyang Dynasty has always had the final say. However, since the emperor Zhu Yijun took office, the emperor Zhu Yijun often failed to go to court for many years, causing chaos among the eunuchs, the Donglin Party and other parties. The party controls the government, and the officialdom is full of chaos.
As a member of the civil service group, Zhang Yuanwai was naturally among these chaotic parties.
Yin Xiaoshuai suddenly became hot-headed and asked directly: "May I ask, what is the real name of this eldest lady of the Zhang family?"
"Zhang Haiyan!" Hua Yiming replied.
"Wait a minute, do you have a portrait of her? What does this woman look like?" Yin Xiaoshuai said a little cautiously.
"I don't have a portrait, but I can tell you straight away that Miss Zhang is a beautiful lady, with a beautiful face and a scholarly family." Hua Yiming said impassionedly.
"Well, I'm afraid I'm not worthy of her. You know, our Hanyang Dynasty has always been a military commander since ancient times, and our horses have been sent to Nanshan. Moreover, I just uttered this poem on a whim, but then again, why Miss Zhang wants to choose a son-in-law, and she also wants to use literature to make friends and propose marriage through literature?"
"I'm telling you, don't tell anyone about this! Speaking of Mr. Xu of the Xu Mansion, Xu Yousheng proposed a marriage to Miss Zhang of the Zhang Mansion in the past. However, Mr. Xu is a relatively vulgar person, so he planned to propose marriage that night. Sleeping with Miss Zhang made Miss Zhang angrily refuse the marriage. But having said that, you have to be careful. Mr. Xu is not easy to mess with. His father is a second-grade civil servant and the eldest son of Xu Kangyuan, not to mention that you are only a third-grade civil servant. Military attache, you also said that military generals in our dynasty have always been sent to Nanshan since ancient times and are not reused. Besides, how can you, a warrior, suppress the official authority of Mr. Xu Kangyuan?!" Hua Yiming was polite and smiling. Chang Yingdi said.
Yin Xiaoshuai scratched the bun on the back of his head, and said in a speechless and careless voice: "Okay, as a first-grade elder, you don't care about this second-grade Master Xu, what do you think?"
"Yin Xiaoshuai, don't take things for granted. Mr. Xu's backstage is controlled by a civil servant group composed of the Donglin Party. If you want to harm Mr. Xu, you are challenging the authority of the entire Donglin Party. You Do you understand?" Hua Yiming said unceremoniously.
"Well, Mr. Ge, since you can't control this matter, I'm quite interested in this matter about Miss Zhang. Suddenly I'm a little interested and want to get involved."
"What? Are you planning to participate in that poetry conference?"
"Let's try making some soy sauce?!"
"Okay, I wish you good luck. See if the eldest daughter of the Zhang family likes your literary talents."
As soon as Hua Yiming finished speaking, he immediately left the mansion where Yin Xiaoshuai was.
At this time, Zhang Mansion.
The eldest lady Zhang Haiyan was sitting on a chair in the living room.
Standing next to Zhang Haiyan were three female guards: Zhang Enyu, Chu Ci, and Mr. Na.
At this time, an old man with a white beard came. Yes, he was Yang Bin. Most people liked to call him Mr. Yang or Grandpa Yang.
"Meet Mr. Yang."
Enyu, Chu Ci, and Mr. Na said in unison and bowed.
Zhang Haiyan looked at Mr. Yang, then said politely: "Grandpa Yang, you will be the judge of this poetry conference. What do you think?"
"Miss, your original intention is to make friends and propose marriage through literature. It would be an honor for me to help you." Yang Bin said respectfully.
"Grandpa Yang, you're welcome, sit over here!" Zhang Haiyan gestured, and Yang Bin sat next to her.
At this time, Chu Ci said: "Miss, there are more than 200 poems that have been selected for review, but there are no poems written by Yin Xiaoshuai among these poems."
"Maybe it's just that he doesn't want to come over to participate yet, let's wait a little longer!"
At this time, Haiyan looked a little unhappy, and the look on her face became a little panicked.
Suddenly, her father Zhang Rengui came and sat beside Haiyan.
"Girl, what are you afraid of?" Father Zhang Rengui touched his daughter's back, the look on his face was unusually amiable.
"Dad, it seems that Yin Xiaoshuai didn't come to the poetry conference."
"Hahahahaha, it turns out that you are worrying about this, little girl. Okay, okay, don't worry. There are many better men than Yin Xiaoshuai. You will eventually choose your ideal husband slowly."
"But Dad! The poems written by Xiaoshuai are really, so honest. It shows that he is more of a sensible person and will not express in his poems the meaning of casually approaching other girls. It's a little more Very calm. I think he should be a person with great ambitions."
"Hey, girl, you also think highly of that young man. In fact, if you can, you and Mr. Xu are quite a match. In my opinion, this is a marriage between the Xu family."
"No, I don't want to be with that Mr. Xu. Xu Yousheng is a promiscuous and unrestrained man. I don't want to marry such a person."
Zhang Haiyan shouted loudly with a look of reluctance.
"Girl, listen to dad."
"I don't listen."
Haiyan said, stood up and hurriedly ran out of the living room.
"Hey, this girl, it's true."
Father Zhang Rengui sighed.
At this time, the three female guards, Enyu, Chu Ci, Master Na, and Grandpa Yang all sighed and frowned.
At this moment, Yin Xiaoshuai, wearing a navy blue python pattern trailing robe and a pair of mountain wen armor wristbands on his wrists, arrived at the restaurant in Linghuatang.
I saw Yin Xiaoshuai coming to the counter.
"Boy, give me paper and pen and ink!"
"Okay, sir."
So the waiter took out paper and pen and ink and handed them to Yin Xiaoshuai.
Suddenly, as soon as Yin Xiaoshuai turned around, he accidentally bumped into a female guard. Suddenly, ink spilled on the female guard's armor. That's right, this female guard is Mr. Na.
"Brother, did you also come here to have a blind date?" Mr. Na said politely.
"Sorry, I accidentally soiled your armor." Yin Xiaoshuai picked up the rag on the counter and helped Mr. Na wipe it.
"It's okay! Big brother. By the way, what's your name?" Mr. Na pushed Yin Xiaoshuai away.
"Your Excellency, Yin Xiaoshuai, came here to participate in the poetry conference at Ling Hua Hall."
When Mr. Na heard this, his eyes were stunned for a moment, then he recovered, pointed to a civilian wearing glasses in the other direction, and said: "Brother, remember to submit it to that person after you finish writing the poem."
Yin Xiaoshuai looked at Mr. Na, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I know."
So Yin Xiaoshuai found a table and chair, sat down, and quickly started writing poetry. At this point the system starts to boot.
【Ding! It has been detected that the host has started the literati mode. 】
[Connected to Shixian Taibai’s system auxiliary blessing]
【Ding! System auxiliary blessing connected to Poet Saint]
【Ding! The system has been implanted into the host brain literature cell system]
Then Yin Xiaoshuai casually wrote a poem and titled it, "Butterfly Loves Flowers".
