My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 312 Grading Teacher: Genius!Genius!

Chapter 312 Grading Teacher: Genius!Genius!

The Qin residence was in chaos.

Everyone was talking about how my uncle vomited blood and passed out as soon as he came out of the examination room.

Xia Chan quickly walked out of the room.

When Qin Wenzheng and Song Ruyue entered, Luo Qingzhou was lying on the bed, covering his eyes, gasping for cold air "hissing", his face full of pain.

Qin Wenzheng walked over to the bed and took a look, then said with a disgusted expression, "Okay, stop pretending, the exams are over, don't worry everyone anymore."

Luo Qingzhou took his hand away, exposed his eyes and said, "Father-in-law, I'm really not pretending, it hurts."

Qin Wenzheng looked into his black eyes, froze for a moment, and said with surprise on his face: "Who hit him? Wasn't he still fine when he first entered the mansion?"

Song Ruyue next to her suddenly said angrily: "Qingzhou, tell your mother-in-law, who hit it? Mother-in-law is your decision!"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Xia Chan."

Qin Wenzheng said: "You stayed in there for three days. You probably didn't eat well, and you didn't sleep well. Take a bath quickly, have a meal, and have a good rest for a day."

Song Ruyue turned to the door and shouted: "Qiu'er, Xiaodie, hurry up and prepare hot water for your son-in-law to take a bath, Meier, go to the back kitchen and bring over the prepared meals. Everyone else has left, so don't disturb my son-in-law." rest!"

"Yes, ma'am!"

The maid outside agreed, and immediately went to prepare.

Song Ruyue said: "Master, let Qingzhou rest well, we should go."

Qin Wenzheng nodded, turned around and walked a few steps towards the door, still couldn't hold back and asked, "Qingzhou, is the test difficult this time?"

Luo Qingzhou rubbed his eyes, and said casually: "It's about to be done, so-so."

"Ok?"

Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, then immediately raised her willow eyebrows.

Only then did Luo Qingzhou come to his senses, and quickly said, "Fortunately, it's not too difficult."

When Qin Wenzheng heard the words, his heart immediately relaxed, and he asked again: "Then have you answered all the questions?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "The answer is yes, but I don't know if it's right."

Qin Wenzheng nodded, and didn't dare to ask any more, for fear of putting too much pressure on him, he said to his wife who was standing next to him, "Let's go, don't disturb Qing Zhou's rest."

"Humph!"

Song Ruyue went out angrily.

This little bastard, just entertained her after the exam, don't let her catch it in the future, otherwise, you must let him know what it means to "get over it, so-so!"

Luo Qingzhou took a beautiful hot bath, ate a lot of delicious meals, and then lay down on the big soft bed, ready to sleep.

However, I always feel a little uncomfortable, and it is difficult to sleep, as if there is nothing to do.

"Xiaodie, come in!"

Xiaodie heard voices outside, and hurried in: "My lord, what's the matter?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Come up, give me a hug."

"Ah, son, it's broad daylight..."

"Come here, son, I haven't hugged you for three days."

"Oh, son, is it just a hug?"

Xiaodie walked over, took off her silk socks, and went to bed with her white and delicate feet.

"of course."

Luo Qingzhou fell asleep contentedly.

outside the hospital.

The Second Miss Qin, who was dressed in a plain white dress, stared at the door for a long time with Zhu'er's support before continuing to walk forward.

Soon, they came to Ling Chan Moon Palace.

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door opened.

Wearing a pink dress, Bai Ling appeared in the door pretty and smiled sweetly, "Second Miss, please come in quickly, my lady is in the back garden."

Qin Weimo smiled slightly, walked in, and said softly, "Where's Xia Chan?"

Bai Ling said: "Chanchan is not here, she went to the lake to daze."

Qin Weimo was startled, and said, "By the lake?"

Bai Ling said: "That's right, listening to the lakeside in Yuyuan on a moonlit night. These days, she often squats by the lakeside in a daze."

Qin Weimo's brow revealed a hint of thought, and followed her to the back garden.

Slightly drunk in the setting sun.

The golden sunset falls on the pond, the breeze blows, sparkling.

In the gazebo, a girl in a snow-white dress sat there, quietly watching the swaying light spots in the pond, wondering what she was thinking.

"elder sister……"

Qin Weimo walked over, and said softly: "Weimo wants to take a look at your divorce letter, can you?"

Bai Ling stood outside the gazebo, pricking up his ears.

Qin Jianjia turned her head, paused, took out the divorce letter from the books on the table, and handed it to her.

Qin Weimo took it, unfolded it and looked at it carefully.

After a while, she said softly: "Sister, it doesn't feel good for you to write like this. It may hurt brother-in-law. Let's change it in another way."

Qin Jianjia was slightly stunned, silent for a moment, then nodded: "You decide."

Qin Weimo took the divorce letter and said to Bai Ling outside the pavilion: "Bailing, please come in and help me grind ink, I will write for my sister."

Bai Ling nodded and said, "Okay."

The two entered the house together.

Qin Jianjia's eyes turned to the wind-shattered sunset in the pond again, with a dazed expression.

In the room.

Bailing studied ink, Qin Weimo sat at the table, spread out a piece of rice paper, and meditated while holding a pen.

Immediately, dipped in ink to write.

Not long after, the beautiful and beautiful small characters have covered the rice paper.

Bai Ling enviously said: "Second Miss, your handwriting is really beautiful, and your hand is also beautiful."

Qin Weimo smiled slightly, put down his pen, looked up at her and said, "It's not as good-looking as you."

Bai Ling suddenly smiled like a flower, and shyly said: "Second Miss can really talk. Although I also think I am good-looking, compared with Eldest Miss and Second Miss, I am far behind."

Qin Weimo gently dried the ink, stood up and said softly: "Bailing, you sign for my sister, just write my sister's name."

Bai Ling was taken aback when he heard the words: "Aren't you going to let Miss sign it herself?"

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "No need, you can sign for her, it's fine."

"Oh."

Bai Ling immediately sat down, dipped his pen into the ink, and carefully signed the words "Qin Jianjia", blushing a little and said, "Second Miss, my handwriting is so ugly..."

Qin Weimo picked up the rice paper, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Very cute."

The two left the house and went to the back garden.

Qin Weimo handed the written divorce letter to the snow-white figure, and said softly: "Sister, take a look and see if Weimo's writing is appropriate?"

Qin Jianjia took it in his hand, and frowned slightly when he saw the last eight words "separate for now, each calm down".

Qin Weimo quickly explained: "Actually, it means to divorce brother-in-law, but in order not to embarrass brother-in-law too much and lose face, Weimo wrote it more tactfully."

Qin Jianjia looked at the two big "divorce letters" on the top, and nodded slightly: "Okay. Do you need my fingerprints?"

Qin Weimo said: "No need, Bai Ling has already signed for you. My brother-in-law is a son-in-law, so he doesn't care too much. My sister only needs to give him a divorce letter, and he just needs to sign in front of his father and mother. "

Qin Jianjia glanced at her name again, and said softly, "Okay."

Qin Weimo took a look at the still cold and indifferent expression on her face, said without further words, "Sister, then Weimo will go back first."

Qin Jianjia nodded slightly.

Qin Weimo glanced at Bai Ling next to him, said goodbye and left.

After she left, Bai Lingfang pouted, a little dissatisfied: "Miss, the second miss looks so anxious today, when the miss told her about this before, she always refused, but today she took the initiative to help the miss write Divorce letter. Is she in such a hurry to let the young lady divorce the uncle?"

Qin Jianjia looked at the divorce letter in his hand and remained silent.

Bai Ling sighed: "That's right, my uncle has already passed the exam, and this matter should indeed have a result. It was my uncle's choice, so I don't blame the second lady."

Zhu'er was waiting outside the door, and when she saw her young lady coming out, she asked, "Miss, did the young lady talk to you?"

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Of course I said it, my sister is fine now."

Seeing that she seemed very happy, Zhu'er asked curiously, "Miss, has the eldest miss already written Hugh?"

Qin Weimo said: "Yes."

Zhu'er also said happily: "That's great, after the results are announced the day after tomorrow, if my uncle is in high school, he can propose to the young lady."

After a pause, he said in a low voice: "Even if my uncle doesn't win the exam, you can still propose. Of course, the young lady won't hold it against you."

Qin Weimo looked at the front and said nothing.

When passing by Meixiang Xiaoyuan, Qiu'er just came out of the door.

"Miss."

Seeing the two of them, Qiu'er hurried over and said in a low voice, "Young Master fell asleep, just now...you have been lingering with Xiaodie for a long time."

Zhu'er immediately asked with a straight face: "How long is a long time?"

Qiu'er said: "For more than an hour, it must have been held back in the examination room for a long time."

Zhu'er said, "Hmph, Mrs. Se!"

Qin Weimo said softly: "Qiu'er, take good care of my uncle, and let Xiaodie go. Xiaodie and my uncle are relatives, we can't compare, there are some things, don't gossip, you know?"

Qiu'er hurriedly said: "Miss, don't worry, this servant knows."

Qin Weimo nodded, and said, "Go in, I still have to go to my mother's place."

"Ah."

Qiu'er watched the two walk away before entering the yard.

Night fell quickly.

At this time, in the innermost house of the Gongyuan, the lights were brightly lit.

Lin Wentang, a Hanlin scholar, sits in charge, and the other five officials sit at the same table, reviewing the test papers all night.

The outside is heavily guarded and heavily guarded, which is even worse than the previous exam.

From time to time, there was a voice of admiration in the room: "Good article! Good article! Cousin Yuan, come and read this article!"

When encountering a good answer sheet, Lin Wentang would go to read it in person.

The name, place of origin, etc. on the test paper are all sealed tightly. No one can open it to check it without the witness of other officials, otherwise it will be a death penalty.

So when they saw a good article, they scratched their heads anxiously, guessing which genius's test paper it was.

It wasn't until the early hours of the morning that they yawned profusely, put away the test papers, and went to sleep in the back room with their clothes on.

There is still one day tomorrow, so they try their best to finish the review tomorrow night, and then release the list the day after tomorrow.

In the past two days, not only did they not sleep well, but the examinees also did not sleep well.

Of course, there are also candidates who are open-minded or confident in themselves. Once the exam is over, they go to the brothel together to relax and unrestrained.

For the past two nights, the defense and control of Meaux remained very strict.

At night, there is no one on the street.

Luo Qingzhou didn't go out again at night, and breathed and breathed at home, practicing inner strength and mental skills.

After soaking in the medicinal bath and dripping the spiritual liquid, he could already clearly feel that a large amount of energy was rapidly accumulating in various acupuncture points in his body, ready to break through.

During the day, he went to the bottom of the lake again, got into the secret passage, and began to fight against the magma that had turned into rocks to seal the passage, mobilizing the blood and energy in his body to refine the marrow.

This afternoon.

In the innermost house of the Gongyuan, there was a sudden exclamation: "Good poetry! Good poetry!"

This person is Zhang Zhimiao, the imperial edict. From last night until now, every time he sees a good answer, he will shout excitedly. Everyone is used to it, so no one pays any attention to him.

Suddenly, he changed his face again and said: "Good article! Good article! Come quickly, cousin Yuan, this person's literary talent deserves the first name Xie Yuan!"

As soon as the words came out, the person next to him laughed and said, "Brother Mingzhe, stop yelling, those few test papers you boasted about before are just like that."

The other person also laughed and said: "This Jieyuan is too worthless, I guess brother Mingzhe will change his words when he sees the next test paper later."

Zhang Zhimiao became anxious immediately, stood up and took the test paper and said, "This time the old man will not lie, please listen to this seven-character poem about lotus first..."

Several people saw that he looked agitated and seemed to be angry, so they had to put down their work, looked up and said with a smile: "Okay, just listen."

Lin Wentang also listened intently.

Zhang Zhimiao looked solemn, and immediately read aloud: "The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus is opened to both sides of the face. I can't see it in the pool, but I feel someone coming when I hear the song..."

Several people listened, their eyes lit up, nodded and said: "It is indeed a good poem."

Lin Wentang also nodded and said: "Not bad, the literary talent is good."

Zhang Zhimiao hastily said excitedly: "Everyone, come and listen to the following article about writing lotus."

Then he read aloud: "Flowers of plants and trees on land and water are so lovely...Everyone loves peonies and chrysanthemums. I love lotuses that come out of mud but are not stained, clean and rippled but not demonic, open in the middle and straight in the outside, not sprawling and not sprawling." branch……"

As soon as this "Ai Lian Shuo" came out, everyone was shocked.

"Snapped!"

One person stood up and exclaimed: "Good article! Good article!"

Others were also amazed.

Lin Wentang got up immediately, walked up to Zhang Zhimiao, looked at the test paper in his hand and said, "Look at the answers below."

The two watched together, their expressions became more and more dignified, and they also became more and more excited.

"Wake up in the painting hall in the morning, and come to report the snowflakes falling...it should be the celestial being drunk, smashing the white clouds..."

"Encourage agriculture and business, develop economy..."

Zhang Zhimiao's eyes widened suddenly, and he yelled again, his face full of excitement: "It's amazing! It's amazing! Genius! Genius!"

Lin Wentang, who was reviewing the papers with him next to him, was suddenly startled by him, and when he looked at the answer, his face was also full of excitement.

When they saw the last question, they suddenly said in unison: "Good article! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"If the mountain is not high, it will be famous if there are immortals. If the water is not deep, there will be dragons. This is a humble room, but my virtue..."

(End of this chapter)