Chapter 30 Peony Flower (Please collect it! Please vote!)

Author: Lotus Leaf Bubble Gum

Poetry party?

That Mr. Cui yesterday? That man who spoke with an annoying tone?

Jiang Chacha expressed that she wanted to see it. She was curious about what poetry would be like, but also worried that her two brothers would be bullied.

After all, when we faced Mr. Cui yesterday, the atmosphere between the two sides was not particularly good.

Pei Wunian thought about how this morning, Mr. Cui brought a lot of young men in brocade clothes to the door and forced the two brothers Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan to go to the poetry club together. His attitude was very arrogant and bossy, which was simply unpleasant.

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The two Jiang brothers were also afraid that those people would make noise and wake up their sister, so they agreed first and followed them up to the third floor.

Knowing that Jiang Chacha now valued every member of the Jiang family, Pei Wunian did not stop him.

After having a meal with Jiang Chacha first, Pei Wunian directly called the waiter and led them to the third floor.

The entire third floor is now used as a venue for poetry performances, and the windows and doors everywhere are open. Today, there are also many visitors on the first floor of Weixianju. Except for one or two tables of scattered foreigners, the others are all hearers.

The son of the prefect's family came here specially to hold a poetry meeting in Weixianju today.

The merchants and scholars who were unable to catch up to the third floor could only stay on the first floor, talking or responding to each other according to the sounds coming from the third floor from time to time.

When a poem appears on the third floor, someone will write it down on a long piece of paper directly from the third floor so that people on the first floor can see it clearly and appreciate it together.

From Pei Wunian's point of view, this kind of boring party where everyone flatters each other and everyone hides their own hidden agendas is nothing compared to the tit-for-tat exchanges and grudges they had in the other world, without any need for any hidden agenda.

The son's life is more suitable for him.

At this time, the poetry meeting on the third floor has already been held. Everyone participated in beating drums and passing flowers around. This time Cui Haozhuo organized a poetry meeting for the purpose of flower appreciation. It is also a Dragon Boat Festival flower appreciation event held every year in Guangyuefu City.

meeting.

The entire third floor is not only crowded with people, but also filled with flowers, especially peonies. The big flower used for drumming and passing flowers is a red peony in full bloom.

When Pei Wunian and Jiang Chacha came in, the place was still buzzing with people. It was different from the orderly discussion in the first round of the original poetry meeting, which seemed a bit chaotic.

Therefore, when Jiang Chacha and the two were brought in by the waiter, only a few people in the venue saw them. However, they only marveled at Pei Wu Nian's exquisite beauty and Jiang Chacha's chubby little fat man and stopped looking at them.

Judging from the clothes of the two of them, the young ladies and gentlemen of the noble families present had no intention of coming forward to chat with them.

Especially when they saw Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan, who had been despised by Young Master Cui and other young masters before, coming forward to talk to Jiang Chacha very familiarly, the eyes of those present revealed even more contempt and pride.

Cui Haozhuo was sulking at the moment. When the first round of drumming and flower-passing was going on, he and several government officials dispersed, specially preparing to block Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan, hoping to get rid of these two people who had been expelled from the academy.

What an embarrassment, who would have known that every time the flowers were passed to these two people, before they could stop beating the drum, they saw that the flowers had already been passed from their hands to the next person's hands.

It was also a pain to the two people sitting below them that eight out of ten times they were chosen to compose poems.

The two people complained so much that they could only change their seats after each poem.

At this time, several young men in brocade clothes next to Cui Haozhuo saw Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan picking up Jiang Chacha and Pei Wunian, and then took the two of them to eat cakes and drink tea. Their eyes lit up and they came directly to Cui Haozhuo.

Beside Haozhuo.

After the group of people had finished their head-to-head discussions, Cui Haozhuo signaled to the host of the poetry club who had been waiting aside, a younger master from Baiyushi Academy and a disciple of the Cui family who came to Guanglefu with Cui Zhifu.

"Brother Lei, have you composed your poems? Is it over yet?"

As soon as Jiang Chacha entered the third floor, before she had time to look around, she was spotted by the sharp-eyed Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan. They grabbed her hand and went into the crowd. Then she was fed some pastries by her two brothers.

"No, every time the flowers are passed to us, we just throw them out. The first round is over. Sister, try these cakes quickly. They are all made of flowers. They are not bad. I originally wanted to take them back to you.

A few bucks, you came just in time."

Jiang Sanlei took Jiang Chacha and sat down in the most inconspicuous place.

As Jiang Chacha walked around, she felt the energy and power transmitted to her by the blooming peonies. She began to feel it slowly, chewing the flower cakes made from flowers with her small mouth, and looking everywhere, mainly admiring them.

Densely arranged peonies.

Pei Wunian looked at Jiang Chacha and his eyes were always glued to those flowers. They were varieties that were not among the seeds in his space. No one planted them in either the Jiang family or Baiyang Village.

Pei Wunian's mind moved and he began to think about ways to get a few such flowers.

As soon as the drums were heard, everyone's eyes turned to the place where the drums came from. A new round of poetry meeting began, and everyone in the venue began to take their seats.

Jiang Sishan originally planned to take his sister away after she had finished eating, but now he was put on the scene again.

"Jiang Lei, Jiang Shan, are these two people you brought here? Are they studying in an academy somewhere? Or was he expelled from the academy like you? Hahahaha!"

Cui Haozhuo had been paying attention to Jiang Sanlei and Jiang Sishan. Now he saw that everyone was preparing to sit down, but the four of them were walking toward the door while everyone was panicking. He immediately stopped them.

Originally, he just came to take a look at a few big restaurants in Fucheng yesterday. In previous years, the poetry gathering was held at home, but this year it was because distinguished guests from the capital came to the house a few days ago. His father said that he could not disturb the distinguished guests.

I can only go out and check out various restaurants before deciding where to hold the poetry party.

Weixianju is also on the list of inspections, just because the location of this restaurant is very good. From the third floor, you can have a panoramic view of the nearby bustling scene, and the space is large enough.

What's more, yesterday he met his old enemies Jiang Lei and Jiang Shan who lived in Weixian. He immediately decided to hold a poetry meeting in Weixian Residence, and also determined to bring Jiang Lei and Jiang Shan into the poetry meeting.

They must be embarrassed.

Because of Cui Haozhuo's words, everyone looked at Jiang Sanlei, Jiang Sishan and the others who were only one step away from the door.

"Who cares about writing poetry with you, a bunch of whiny cowards, a bunch of naked bastards, why should I try to write poetry? If the poem is good, I will give you a pot of flowers. Who cares about your flowers? The red color is so ugly! It blooms like that.

A big flower, not pretty at all!”

Jiang Sanlei's voice was not high, and only people close to him could hear him clearly.

Jiang Chacha:......!!!Wow!

Pei Wu Nian:!!! He was ready to grab a pot and leave!
Chapter completed!