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"How could this happen?" Lu Yaowen frowned. There were so many people around and he didn't notice who it was just now.

"People just strive for higher goals. Now that they have a new partner, they naturally won't have a shortage of children." Weng Xiaoxiao said indifferently.

"This is really disregarding human ethics," Lu Yaowen said angrily, "He holds an official position?"

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded. A doctor from the Imperial College should also be considered a high-ranking official.

"Your mother is gone, you can't go to the authorities to file a complaint. It is extremely unfilial for a son to file a complaint against his father." Lu Yaowen scratched his head.

Looking at her husband who was worried about her, Weng Xiaoxiao felt warmer in her heart.

"With such a person, I'm sure your father wouldn't be a good official. You can find some evidence against him and report it to the censor, asking him to impeach him. He will definitely be punished."

After saying this, Lu Yaowen looked at Weng Xiaoxiao again and suddenly came to his senses. How could an outsider like him teach the child these things!

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have come up with such an idea. He's your father. No matter how wrong he is, he's still your biological father."

The awkward and uneasy Lu Yaowen was quite cute. Weng Xiaoxiao blinked her starry eyes and said with a smile: "Sir, I think what you said makes sense. That's exactly what I meant. I don't have a father in my heart. My mother died early, and it was all because of him..."

Lu Yaowen sighed and patted Weng Xiaoxiao on the shoulder, "You have your husband, and Debao brothers and sisters, we are all your relatives."

Weng Xiaoxiao smiled. She was no longer alone here. She had good neighbors, good friends, and a husband who was both her teacher and brother.

Thinking of her friend, Weng Xiaoxiao then remembered her appointment with Liang Bin, and it was almost time. "Sir, I have an appointment with another friend, please come with me."

According to Lu Yaowen's original intention, he would not participate in the children's party, but at this moment, he did not want to disappoint Weng Xiaoxiao, and was also afraid that there were too many people on the street and something unexpected might happen, so he nodded and agreed.

Weng Xiaoxiao held Lu Yaowen's arm and walked towards the agreed place. Whenever she saw any new food or toys, she pestered Lu Yaowen to buy them for her.

It’s not that she didn’t bring any money, she just simply hoped that someone could coax her.

Lu Yaowen didn't do what he thought. He just wanted to make the child happy and as long as Weng Xiaoxiao was happy, that was enough.

......

As we walked, we walked slower and slower. When we arrived at the agreed Ronghua Bridge, Liang Bin was already waiting there.

"Brother Liang, I'm sorry, I'm late." Weng Xiaoxiao hurried forward to apologize.

It wasn't that late anyway, so Liang Bin didn't care and returned the gift with a smile.

Only then did Weng Xiaoxiao introduce the two of them to each other.

The Liang family has been practicing martial arts for generations, but there has never been a successful scholar in their family. They respect scholars the most. When they heard that Lu Yaowen was a juren and Weng Xiaoxiao's master, they calmly stepped forward and performed the etiquette of a junior.

Lu Yaowen had a good impression of Liang Bin and politely returned the greeting.

"There's a big party going on at Hongbinlou tonight. Do you want to go and see it together?" He glanced at Lu Yaowen as he said this.

Hongbinlou? The original book doesn’t seem to mention it, so I’m not familiar with it.

"Brother Liang, what's so strange there?"

"It's not a rare event. It's the Lantern Festival, and there are activities everywhere. The liveliness of Hongbin Tower lies in its special and heavy prizes! A rare copy and a sword. I heard that the sword is very good and it's from the previous dynasty. The most special thing is the rules of the level. The reward for the civil level is a sword, but the prize for the military level is a rare copy. This requires one civil and one military partner to pass the level, or the person who passes the level must be both civil and military. I was going to give up, but when I saw Mr. Lu, I thought the sword was worth thinking about. Mr. Lu, are you interested?"

There is no scholar who doesn't like rare books. Lu Yaowen had only seen it once at a friend's place. The book was too precious and he was too embarrassed to ask to borrow it. Now that he had the chance to win a copy, Lu Yaowen was naturally tempted.

"Then let's go and have a look. We'll just do our best. But if our side gets the prize, what should we do with it?"

"A single copy means nothing to me. If you like it, just give me some silver and we can negotiate the price. The same is true in reverse. I am willing to spend money to buy the sword."

Lu Yaowen is also a straightforward person. "That's great. Let's go."

Time waits for no one, and the three of them went straight to Hongbin Tower.

......

There were already crowds of people in front of Hongbin Tower, with more people coming to watch the fun than those trying to break through.

Opposite the gate is a bamboo building, more than ten meters high, with a big colorful ball hanging on the top. Whoever gets the ball wins.

Figures gathered on the bamboo building, fighting with each other in groups of two or three, and they were basically concentrated in the middle level, and no one could go any further.

Weng Xiaoxiao and the other two watched from below for a while and saw that people kept being knocked down. It was really not easy to win, and there was no trick involved. It all depended on strength and a bit of luck.

"Brother Liang, it's up to you. Go ahead."

Liang Bin had been ready to go. He fastened his wrist guard, lifted his clothes, and jumped onto the bamboo building.

This is Qinggong, damn it is so cool! Weng Xiaoxiao was jealous.

She had just started out, and after running ten miles every day she was exhausted like a dead dog. She didn't know when she would be able to achieve such a good figure.

Weng Xiaoxiao was staring at Liang Bin's back in a daze, but was dragged into the restaurant by Lu Yaowen.

The literary competition is held on the first floor of Hongbin Building. There are five levels in total. One has to pass each level one by one and the first place will be decided in the end.

"You can also take part in it, just as a chance to broaden your horizons."

Weng Xiaoxiao nodded. She was ready to leave. It was so boring to stay here. She just treated it as fun.

The first level was to guess a riddle. Weng Xiaoxiao took the riddle, which read: "It existed in ancient times, but not in modern times; it existed in the Shang and Zhou dynasties, but not in the Qin and Han dynasties; it existed in the Tang dynasty, but not in the Song dynasty."

It was fairly simple. Weng Xiaoxiao picked up her pen and wrote the word "口" (mouth) and handed it to the referee. The answer was naturally correct, and she easily passed the second level.

The second level is to make couplets. A question will be randomly picked, and only those who can answer it well and make it neatly matched can win.

The first line of the couplet that Weng Xiaoxiao drew was: "Flowers bloom and fall, spring is in full swing."

It looked like a simple couplet, but Weng Xiaoxiao had never studied it before, and she hadn't even memorized it much, so she was scratching her head. Flowers should be paired with trees or grass, and after thinking for a long time, she finally wrote a sentence within the deadline: "Withered grass turns green again to herald the spring sunshine."

The old gentleman deliberated for a long time before reluctantly putting Weng Xiaoxiao into the third level. The antithesis was not neat enough, but he liked the three words "报春辉" (report spring sunshine) more.

The third level is to write a seven-character poem about spring, but the word "spring" cannot appear in the entire poem.

"The garden has been empty for days with no news from the lady.

The lingering cold has not yet subsided.

The swifts by the willows are late in returning.

Outside the flowers, the small building is still and quiet. "

Weng Xiaoxiao has memorized a lot of ancient poems, and she doesn't dare to choose poems that are too old, so she can only plagiarize some poems by Wu Yifeng from the Qing Dynasty, but after all, no one knows about them.