Flowers in full bloom

Chapter 277: The man-eater has a short mouth

You can write couplets or poems by yourself, or just memorize your favorite passages, whatever you want, your handwriting will be judged. Of course, if you write couplets and poems by yourself, it will be easier to get a good grade.

Hualei saw that Zhao Yulan and two other girls she didn't know had already gone up, and Bai Rushuang had also gone up. It seemed that she had to wait for a while, so Hualei quietly retreated to the osmanthus tree and took a deep breath. Well, she might as well use the fragrance of osmanthus to cleanse her lungs. This was a rare opportunity. Although she also planted a few osmanthus trees in her Baihua Manor, the smell was not as strong as the one here.

She turned around slightly, and saw Bai Yunhe behind her, looking at her with a slightly raised corner of his mouth. She remembered that Bai Yunhe said that he was not the kind of person who would do things for others, and she sneered in her heart, why should I do things for others? So she turned around and stopped looking at him.

Rong Jin came over and asked, "Sister Hua, your handwriting is good, do you want to try it? I looked at the calligraphy hanging over there, and many of them are not as good as yours."

"No, no, no... I'm not interested." Hua Lei shook her head like a rattle.

"Sister Hua, you can go and give it a try. Your handwriting is so good, it would be a good thing to get ten taels of silver." No one knew when, but Zhenzhu developed an obsession with silver.

"Forget it, forget it. I can't do it." Hua Lei refused. If she was asked to go up to discuss business now, Hua Lei might really go up directly. However, forget about going up to write calligraphy. Although ten taels of silver is very good, she should work hard in other places.

"Miss Hua, go up and give it a try. My grandfather has praised your handwriting. It should be able to please these adults." Gui Jing'an, who had seen Hua Lei's handwriting, also spoke up.

Hualei smiled and replied, "That's because Master Gui is showing me favor. I'd better not go up and make a fool of myself. I'd better not pollute the eyes of these adults."

"Miss Hua, I see you are not so timid when doing business. Why are you afraid to write a word? Are you afraid that you won't get an excellent grade?" Bai Yunhe started to talk bad again while waving a fan.

"Brother Yunhe, you are wrong. What Sister Hua did is not called fear, but... ? That's right, it's called being low-key. Sister Hua is a low-key person." Rong Jue, who had eaten a lot of good things from Hua Lei today, started to act cute again.

"Hey...you little guy." Bai Yunhe smiled, tapped Rong Jue's head a few times with his fan, and teased, "Does this count as being too ungrateful?"

"Yes, that's right, I just can't help but feel guilty." Rong Jue said confidently, without any shame. Hua Lei touched Rong Jue's head, very happy, this little snack was not given in vain.

Everyone laughed.

Rong Jin looked at Rong Jue from the side. This boy is not bad. He did better than himself.

While they were talking and laughing, a person passed by and paused, then turned around and said, "Hey, Hua girl, long time no see, you are here today too?" Hua Lei looked carefully and saw that it was Fu Siye from the Imperial College standing in front of her. She bowed and saluted.

Yes, it was Dr. Fu who thought Hualei's handwriting was very good when she first went to the Imperial College Canteen to participate in the food assessment. He was promoted to the Dean of the Imperial College last year. At that time, Dr. Fu also thought it was a pity that Hualei's handwriting was used to write the menu. If she had written an article from "Er Ya" or "Book of Rites", it would have been a collection.

Hua Lei's food delivery team went to the Imperial College every day, but she herself hadn't been there for a long time. Although when sending Mid-Autumn Festival gifts, Hua Lei also sent one to Lu Dianzhuan and him, she asked Gui Jijiu to help deliver them.

Therefore, Hualei had not seen Fu Siye for a long time. However, because of the exchange of books for the imperial examination, Hualei had met Fu Siye many times, so she was already very familiar with him. Fu Siye followed Gui Jijiu and called Hualei "Hua Yatou".

When they saw the director of the Imperial College, the group all put away the playful expressions on their faces.

Including the foul-mouthed Bai Yunhe and the ungrateful Rong Jue, even Jiang Yunqi who was no longer attending classes at the Imperial College, all stood up respectfully and bowed to Fu Siye together.

Fu Siye smiled and waved to a group of students, saying, "No need to be so polite outside." Turning to Hua Lei, he said, "Girl Hua, since we meet you today, just go up and try. Your handwriting is quite good." As he spoke, he pointed the fan in his hand at the empty desk in the venue, motioning Hua Lei to go over.

Hua Lei was about to shake her head when Fu Siye knocked her shoulder with the fan in his hand. "In the past, if I didn't write well, I would take it home to start the fire in the kitchen."

Uh..., now that it's come to this, Hua Lei is too embarrassed to refuse. So, she lifted her skirt, walked slowly forward, and sat on the desk closest to her.

Rong Jin, Zhenzhu and the others followed far behind and stood outside the line. At this moment, Rong Jin's hands were slightly clenched. He didn't know why, but he was very nervous. He had seen Hua Meimei's handwriting and felt that he would definitely be shortlisted. But he didn't know what he was expecting or what he was afraid of. He just felt that his palms were sweating.

Gui Jingan stood at the back, staring at Hualei who was sitting behind the desk in a trance. Hualei was wearing a pink dress, which was rare today. She looked like a pink lotus, graceful and elegant.

Sitting there, her pink skirt spread out on the mat, she looked like a flower blooming on the river, making people unable to take their eyes away. Bai Yunhe leaned against the osmanthus tree behind him, watching the buds gradually bloom, his mind surging.

Xiaoyuan stood at the front, looking at her sister, very nervous. In fact, Hualei was more nervous. She was forced to sit here. What should she write? Recite a passage from Er Ya? Or plagiarize a famous article from her previous life?

He raised his hand and ground the ink in the inkstone on the table for a while before picking up the brush on the pen holder, dipped it in the ink, thought for a moment, and prepared to start writing on the rice paper.

Zhao Yulan and another girl who went up earlier had just finished their work. They stood up and passed by Hualei's desk, and the wind they brought slightly moved the rice paper on the table.

Hualei calmed down, took the paperweight, pressed down the rice paper, and started writing without hesitation. In less than an incense stick of time, Hualei had placed the rice paper she had written in front of Fu Siye and several adults.

Fu Siye took the rice paper with the flower buds, looked at it, smiled slightly, and handed it to an official from the Ministry of Rites next to him, "Minister Wang, take a look, what do you think?" Minister Wang, who was wearing a scarlet official uniform, took the rice paper, looked at it, and recited it aloud.

"Silver osmanthus sends its fragrance, golden autumn is approaching,

The people are happy because of the good harvest.

The sea is peaceful and the rivers are clear, the four directions are stable,

The country is peaceful and the people are prosperous.