Yang Ke said this, shook his head, according to the practice of the imperial court, the magistrate of the county cannot be a local, and it is impossible for Cao Xixiong to be the magistrate here.

"Brother-in-law, now that your fame and wealth are all on Uncle Xinwu, you have to think about how to deal with this matter."

Cao Xixiong said that he understood, and when he returned home, Cao Xixiong instructed the servants to open the gate of the backyard tomorrow.

Then he also instructed the porter that if Lin Duowen came to visit tomorrow, he would say that he had something to go out and let Lin Duowen wait in the garden.

After Cao Xixiong finished explaining, he secretly explained to the maid, no matter what, he had to let Cao Chifeng go to the observation tower to enjoy this rare spring scene.

The next day, Lin Duowen came to visit as promised, and the concierge was naturally arranged as Cao Xixiong said.

Lin Duowen has never been a person of etiquette, so he walked around the garden.

This garden was built by the old Hanlin in that year, this rockery is stacked with green, and the river is microwaved. The floors are high and the houses are majestic.

Lin Duo was enjoying himself when he heard this, and he didn't notice that he was in the backyard.

He suddenly heard the voice, and couldn't help but look for prestige, and saw two women, one of whom was a glorious autumn chrysanthemum, a blooming spring pine, as if it was like a light cloud and a moon, and it was like a snow of the wind. The clouds and temples are ethereal, a few smiles and the country is overwhelmed, the eyebrows are bright, even if I see it, I still feel pity.

Lin Duowen looked at it for a while, and thought to himself if this was Cao Chifeng, and suddenly had the idea of a peach.

And Cao Chifeng didn't expect a strange man to enter this backyard, so he hurriedly entered the building and closed the doors and windows.

When Lin Duowen saw this situation, he was naturally embarrassed to stay longer, and Cao Xixiong, who had been at home, heard the servant say that Lin Duowen had left the backyard, so he happened to come out and saluted Lin Duowen and said, "Uncle Xinwu, Xiaosheng is really sorry." ”

Lin Duowen hasn't come back to his senses yet, just said yes, Cao Xixiong saw the situation and thought that the opportunity had come, so Cao Xixiong took Lin Duowen to the pavilion in the backyard, and after the two sides saluted and sat down, Cao Xixiong and Lin Duowen exchanged a few words, and Lin Duowen also came back to his senses and talked about it.

After talking about it, Cao Xixiong said to Lin Duowen: "I have long heard that Wu Bo is the first genius in Canghai Mansion, my sister has always loved poetry, last time I was blessed with Wu Bo and rhyme, I have been worried about it in my heart, I don't know if I can have the fate to ask for Wu Bo and a poem today?" ”

Lin Duowen was naturally willing, so Cao Xixiong called the maid and asked the maid to tell Cao Chifeng about it, Cao Chifeng heard what the maid said, and understood in her heart that the man she saw in the garden today was Xin Wubo, and she couldn't know her brother's intentions.

So Cao Chifeng told the maid to write a poem with Qiu Ju as the theme, no rhyme.

"Girl, how can you write Qiu Ju in this good spring?"

"If it weren't for Yan Qiuju, I'm afraid that this letter Wubo wouldn't know how many spring poems of the knife catcher he had memorized."

The maid smiled, and Cao Chifeng also said that she would write in a quarter of an hour, and whoever wrote it first would show it to whoever it did.

After the maid returned, Cao Xixiong said unhappily: "It's a good mid-spring season, what kind of autumn chrysanthemum to write." Uncle Xinwu, the sister is messing around, you are always forgiving. ”

"Spring flowers and autumn chrysanthemums, self-contained, not in the way, not in the way."

Cao Xixiong saw that Lin Duowen said that it was not in the way, and he really thought that it was not in the way, so he asked people to bring paper and pencils.

After the pen and paper arrived, Lin Duowen didn't know how to write, although he liked poetry, but he was not as good as his sister, he could become a poem in seven steps, he looked at the spring scene in the garden, and secretly worried.

Half an hour later, the maid sent a piece of paper and asked Lin Duowen if he had written it well, but Lin Duowen was in a panic and couldn't care about anything, so he wrote down one of his father's poems.

However, because he was in a hurry, he forgot a couplet, so he had to say that it was not prepared, which made Cao Chifeng smile.

The maid sent this poem over, and Cao Chifeng opened it to look at it, and it read: "Purple, white, red and yellow are new, and you will have spirit when you move to autumn." It is good to find high soil from under the fence, and spread to the front of the curtain like a predecessor. Mo Yan's door was closed, and the head of the bed was full of incense. ”

Cao Chifeng read it for a while, and said to the maid: "This poem is not bad, but unfortunately this Lin Gongzi was in a hurry, and seemed to have forgotten that he had never been in the yamen, you go and ask Lin Gongzi, why is this official office cold?" ”

The maid said that this was not good, Cao Chifeng said to the maid: "Since Lin Gongzi wrote this poem, now that the poem is incomprehensible, it is natural to ask him, who is a poet, how to interpret this sentence." ”

So after the maid arrived at the pavilion, Lin Duowen was reciting Cao Chifeng's poem.

"Last night, the wind and rain cut the pond, and I smelled the penny chrysanthemum blooming yellow.

Looking at the pavilion, it is just beautiful, and it is faintly fragrant.

Chai Sang used to appreciate it in the old days, and Peng Ze drank it himself.

Even though the round forest is rich and rich, it is willing to hide and be proud of the autumn frost. ”

Lin Duo heard the last game, thinking that this sentence seemed to be writing about the scenery in front of him, and it seemed to be talking about himself.

After the maid arrived, Cao Xixiong hurriedly asked, "What did the big girl say?" ”

"The girl asked the little one to ask Uncle Xinwu, why is this yamen cold?"

After Lin Duo heard this, Ruyu's face suddenly turned red as if it was dripping blood. When Cao Xixiong saw this situation, he said to the maid: "This means that the poem is good or bad, why did it withdraw to the yamen again." ”

Lin Duowen bowed his hand and said to the maid: "Xiaosheng is abrupt, which makes Miss Cao smile, Xiaosheng is in a hurry at this time, and he writes down the poems written by his father, and asks Miss Cao to forgive me." ”

When Cao Xixiong heard this, he understood, but he was also a person who often did this kind of thing, so he had already had a word to deal with it, and said to the maid: "Tell my sister that this is Uncle Xinwu seeing that she is studious, and rewarding her with Lin Wenzhenggong's poems, which is a great grace." ”

Cao Xixiong also said to Lin Duowen, this is embarrassing, this Lin Wenzhenggong's poem, outsiders can't ask for it, and now he can get Lin Duowen's reward, he is really scared.

Lin Duowen was embarrassed to stay longer because he was exposed, saying that he had something to do, so he left in a hurry.

This Cao Xixiong personally sent Lin Duowen to the door, with a bright smile on his face, hoping that Lin Duowen would be able to pay a visit, Lin Duowen didn't feel good in his heart, and wanted to say that he would not come again, but he couldn't let go of this Cao girl in his heart, if he said it, but he was embarrassed to see this Cao girl.

In the end, Lin Duowen had no choice but to be noncommittal, and just got on the sedan chair and left.

Cao Xixiong looked at Lin Duowen's sedan chair and disappeared from his sight, the original smile suddenly disappeared without a trace, he arrived at the backyard showhouse, saw Cao Chifeng, and said unhappily: "Sister, Uncle Xin Wu is a distinguished guest today, you should be and poetry in the past, you know how to measure, why are you so ignorant today, offended this uncle." ”

"Brother, why can Uncle Xin come to the backyard today, usually the backyard door is locked to prevent outsiders from coming in."

Cao Xixiong didn't know what to say, but when he saw Cao Chifeng's dissatisfaction, his heart became angry, and he said to Cao Chifeng: "Sister, you are Bingxue smart, you have already understood, yes, I am just going to marry you to Xin Wubo." You're not young anymore, and you should start a family. ”

Cao Chifeng's eyes suddenly rippled, she couldn't help crying, and Cao Xixiong continued: "This Xinwu Bo is the second son of Lin Wenzhenggong, although he has no official position, but with his Lin family's identity, it is not easy to be an official, which can be compared to his family except for the national prince." Sister, don't say that I do this, even if my father is here, I will agree to this marriage. ”

"You don't want to think about it, Lin Wenzheng is the first minister of the dynasty to accompany the burial of the imperial mausoleum, his two sons are named uncles, and his daughters are named county lords. Maybe my nephew will be a marquis! ”

"You, if you want to marry yourself, my daughter of a small family is not worthy of an uncle. You get me out, get out. Cao Chifeng listened to this bastard's words, and immediately cried angrily and asked Cao Xixiong to go out.

Cao Xixiong could only leave, and when he left, he said to Cao Chifeng: "Sister, it's not my brother, I said you, this letter Wubo is also a talent, if he recognizes the second in Canghai Mansion, except for the one who returned home, who dares to recognize the first." Think about it, do you still want to find a poor scholar and entrust him for life? ”

After Cao Xixiong left, Cao Chifeng's tears were like pearls with broken threads, constantly dripping to the ground.

Cao Chifeng looked at the portrait of his father and told her grievances, although she was able to face the big priest without changing her face, but now she has no way to face her marriage.

The maid saw Cao Chifeng crying so sadly, so she comforted her from the side, hoping that Cao Chifeng would stop crying.

"Big girl, you don't know this young master, now that he has an iron heart, it's useless for you to cry, why hurt your body? Alas, this eldest brother is like a father, and when the time comes, Uncle Xin Wu really wrote a letter and asked the saint to marry, and when the emperor's order comes, what can you do, Miss? ”

"This, this, can only blame my life."

Cao Chifeng provoked grief and asked how this letter Wubo reacted today.

The maid shook her head and said: "This letter to Uncle Wu seems to really have a good heart, the idea of Taoyao, but Miss, this Uncle Xin Wu is also a sensible person, if other people have a bad temper, Miss you say this, you would have been furious a long time ago, but he told the truth, the slave maid thought, he is the son of Lin Wenzhenggong, he should not be as stupid as the eldest young master, it is better Miss you write a letter and tell him about this matter, if he can agree, Miss you don't have to worry." ”

Cao Chifeng was originally a decisive person, so he personally wrote a letter, saying that he was from a humble background, and Xiaomen did not dare to climb the high household, thanks to Lin Duowen's favor, but unfortunately he was not a good couple, so he could only ask Lin Duowen to find the daughter of Dongshan.

After Cao Chifeng finished writing, he asked the maid to deliver it carefully, so as not to let outsiders know, lest he be unreasonable and unclear when he got it, so he could only be forced to marry Lin Duowen.