Su Ji thought about it, Feng Yu asked him to secretly hide the red cloth bag wrapped in a jade bracelet in Chu Xian's house, there must be some conspiracy, but it was likely that he was caught and raped in bed before he could implement it.

So, there is no need for him to be afraid.

Because of this, Su Ji planned to come to Chu Xian, and at the same time, he planned to go to the First Snow Poetry Meeting with Chu Xian.

Thinking of this, Su Ji stabilized his mind, pretended to be a normal person, and knocked on the door.

It was Chu Xian who opened the door, and when he saw Su Ji outside the door, Chu Xian's eyes narrowed, and then he also greeted him with a smile and invited Su Ji to enter the hospital.

When he knew that Su Ji was going to participate in the First Snow Poetry Meeting, Chu Xian thought about it, shook his head and said: "I won't go this year, my mother has been sick and bedridden these days, and she can't do without people around her." ”

When Su Ji heard this, he was ecstatic in his heart, you must know that if Chu Xian goes, then the possibility of being in the limelight at the poetry meeting is small, and it is best if Chu Xian does not go, which is equivalent to one less competitor.

But on the surface, Su Ji said with a look of pity: "That's a pity, I heard that this year's poetry meeting, the county adults will be there." ”

Chu Xian said: "No way, mother is important." ”

"That's a good point. Su Ji nodded again and again, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "Is Auntie okay?"

"The doctor said that you will be fine after a few days of resting!" At this time, Chu Xian got up: "Brother Su, wait a minute, there is medicine boiling over there, I'll take a look." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Su Ji to speak, he got up and walked to the fire room.

Su Ji also knew Chu Xian's temperament, he looked around, but noticed that there was a poem written on the table in front of him. Su Ji just glanced at it, and secretly said that it was a good poem, and it was facing the theme of the First Snow Poetry Conference.

"The wind blows the leaves and falls, the twilight is deep, and the beautiful colors are like jade and snow. The king stepped on the moon and dreamed of dancing the sword, and the evil came out to cut the world. Su Ji read it again, and couldn't help but admire Chu Xian's talent.

This poem, in order to talk about the snow scene of the late autumn night, supports the ambition, reads it, makes people emotional, if it is taken to the poetry meeting, it will inevitably be able to overpower other students and win the first place.

Thinking that Chu Xian was unable to participate in the poetry meeting because of his mother's illness, Su Ji's eyes turned, and he suddenly left a heart in his heart, silently wrote down this poem, and when Chu Xian came back, he was already ripe with a rolling melon.

"Since my aunt is in poor health, then I won't bother, and I'll come to visit her another day when my aunt is well. Su Ji said a word, said goodbye to Chu Xian, and then went out, and when he arrived at a no-man's land, he immediately wrote down the poem with the small pen he carried with him, read it a few more times, and then rushed to the school in a hurry.

At this moment, the Lingxian School is crowded.

Not only the students who participated in the township examination this year, but also the students who are still studying in the school have also come, which can be said to be very lively. No way, who called this time, there were two officials to participate, one of whom was the county lord of the county.

Just for this point, it is enough to make many students pay attention.

And well-informed people, such as Feng Yu and other rich disciples, also learned from some gossip that the other Master Cui was the one who should really be the one who should be stammered.

Feng Yu came very early.

He changed from the decadence and ferocity of the previous days, and now changed into a simple student outfit, holding a cane, and has a very elegant temperament.

This is also his intention, this time, his goal is to catch up with Cui Huanzhi, Master Cui.

When Su Ji came, Feng Yu just glanced at the other party, and he didn't bother to deal with it anymore, the last time he didn't succeed in dealing with Chu Xian, Feng Yu and Su Ji also held a grudge.

Su Ji didn't dare to come over when he saw this, but in his heart he secretly scolded Feng Yu for committing adultery with other people's concubines and not being worthy of being a scholar. However, this matter, everyone only dared to discuss it behind their backs, on the surface, the Feng family had already used money to open the way, and said that this matter was a misunderstanding, anyway, the Han family did not continue to investigate, who dared to chew his tongue, the Feng family would soon sue the other party to the government.

The small courtyard of the Chu family.

After Su Ji left, Chu Xian rolled up the paper on the table with the poem written on it, threw it in the stove and burned it.

"Su Ji, whether you are dead or alive this time depends on yourself, if you seek death by yourself, then I can't blame you. Chu Xian muttered to himself.

Obviously, the poem just now was deliberately let by Chu Xian to Su Ji, because Chu Xian knew Su Ji very well, this person was a gentleman on the surface, but in fact he was a villain.

If it's just a villain, Chu Xian doesn't care about it, but this time Su Ji is a tiger, where will Chu Xian let him go.

That poem, Su Ji doesn't have to pour it, just use it, that is his amulet.

At this time, there was another knock on the door.

Chu Xian was stunned for a moment, and went to open the door, outside was Bai Zijin, and behind was the old coachman of the Bai family.

"Brother Chu, is your aunt better?" Bai Zijin was still so weak and soft, and he looked like a handsome son, Chu Xian smiled: "It's okay, but I still need some days to recuperate." ”

"That's good!" Bai Zijin nodded: "This year's poetry meeting, can Brother Chu go?"

Chu Xian shook his head, what he said to Su Ji before was not perfunctory, but now he is indeed boiling medicine, and this medicine is very important, and someone needs to keep an eye on it at all times, so Chu Xian really can't go. Naturally, Chu Xian knew that Cui Huanzhi would also go, and this was originally an opportunity, but it seemed that he could only give up first.

After all, success or failure does not depend on this time.

Compared with going to see Cui Huanzhi, the mother's side is more important.

"It's a pity that I can't see Brother Chu's poetry and writing. Bai Zijin shook his head and sighed, obviously, he was also going to the poetry club.

Bai Zijin got into the carriage, and the old coachman who drove the carriage made an exception this time.

"Childe, why don't you tell him. ”

There is a hint of love in the words.

Bai Zijin looked into the distance and said, "Tell him, what's the difference between not telling him?"

"At least, he can say goodbye to you!"

"......" Bai Zijin.

......

The first snow poetry meeting is mainly based on snow as poetry, and the time has not yet arrived, and almost everyone has come.

When Lord Wu Qian, the county magistrate, came with Cui Huanzhi, many students got up to greet him. Wu Gan, as a county official, is naturally responsible for presiding over the poetry meeting at this moment, so after listening to the opening, Wu Gan said: "Let me introduce, this is the judge of the Ancheng Gongyuan pen, Master Cui, Lord Cui is also from our Lingxian County, this time I heard that there is a Chuxue Poetry Club, so I specially came to visit everyone, and also to see the talent of our Lingxian students." ”

After speaking, Wu Qian gave up his position, obviously asking Cui Huanzhi to speak.

Cui Huanzhi nodded, and also said something to let the students study hard and serve Tiantang, and after speaking, he looked around and said: "I happen to be the judge of the Gongyuan paper, the main judge of this year's township examination, among you, who is the student of this year's township examination, come out, I will take a look." ”

More than 30 students present immediately stepped forward with joy on their faces.

After all, Lord Cui asked them to come out of the ranks, and this was a good opportunity to leave an impression on Lord Cui, so they were all in good spirits.

Seeing these more than 30 people, Cui Huanzhi looked at them one by one, thinking, Chu Xian, the student who wrote a five-technique test paper, didn't know which one it was.