Three girlfriends traveled through ancient times and killed people

The streets at the end of the year are as dazzling as fireworks, with bustling crowds and flashing colorful lights, and the wide streets are filled with cars and horses.

In the streets and alleys, the noise is deafening, the sound of fireworks and firecrackers is endless, and the lanterns in the streets and alleys are bustling.

The vendors displayed a dazzling array of goods, which was dazzling; the constant shouting of hawkers was incessant, exuding a strong atmosphere of fireworks.

This kind of street market is a real bustling city, much more lively than when Liu Rumei first came.

Only when the problem of food and clothing is solved can everyone have the energy to do other things.

After all, there is an old saying that food is the most important thing for people.

The most lively place was the poetry reading, which was packed with people.

"Everyone, today's poetry competition is held to celebrate the fact that we have food to eat. Today we will write poems on the theme of food. Of course, this competition has prizes. The winner can get 500 taels of silver supported by our city lord."

This poetry meeting was strongly supported by the city lord.

"Wow, there are five hundred taels of silver!"

For an ordinary family, five hundred taels is enough for them to spend for several lifetimes.

Five hundred taels of silver was a great temptation for a poor scholar.

Many men of letters and scholars were eager to try it out.

With this money, I can go to Beijing to take the exam.

The only chance for a scholar to succeed is to go to the capital to take the imperial examination.

"Our city lord will be the referee for today's competition."

"I now declare that the competition begins."

The competition officially began with the sound of a middle-aged man hitting the gong.

"I'll sing a song about planting rice." A handsome young man in green clothes came onto the stage.

"The farmer throws the seedlings and the wife catches them; the younger children pull up the seedlings and the older children plant them.

The hat is a helmet and the raincoat is a armor, the rain wets everyone from the head to the shoulders.

I called him to have breakfast and rest for a while, but he lowered his head and did not answer.

The vines are not yet firmly planted, and the trees are not yet fully grown. I am taking care of the geese and ducklings."

(Selected from "Rice Planting Song" by Yang Wanli, a poet of the Song Dynasty)

"Mr. Song is very talented." The middle-aged man simply praised.

Then he asked, "Is there anyone else trying out?"

"I'll sing a song"

"

Planting beans under the South Mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts.

Chenxing manages the sordid, and returns with Yuehe.

The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and Xi Dew touches my clothes.

It does not matter if my clothes get dirty, as long as my wishes are fulfilled. "

(Selected from "Returning to the Garden and Fields" by Tao Yuanming of the Eastern Jin Dynasty)

"As expected of Mr. Wu who passed the imperial examination, this is a great poem."

"Are there any more competitions?"

"Yes, I heard the girl next to the prince say that the poems of Master Wu and Master Song are average, and her poems are better than both of them." Xu Yan'er pointed at Liu Rumei.

A country girl who probably can't even read a few words, writing poetry? Oh, she just wanted this shameless little girl to lose face in front of everyone.

She wanted everyone to know that this woman was just a pretty face.

By then, my cousin will definitely not like this kind of thing that is not presentable anymore.

Liu Rumei was a little unhappy. This Xu Yan'er was trying to make things difficult for her and embarrass her!

Looking at the man next to me, I silently said to myself, blue-eyed men are a disaster!

Even though Xiao Qingran doesn't like Xu Yaner, he can't resist the fact that she has many romantic interests.

She is now the woman who is the target of public criticism.

It doesn't matter, she can handle it, because her man is so handsome, rich, and powerful, he is truly wealthy! !

Every woman comes up and takes a bite.

She, Liu Rumei, has never been a timid person.

Come on! Who is afraid of whom? Isn't it just writing poetry? Who can't do it? There are 500 Tang poems. She can blind their eyes by reciting any one of them.

"Since this girl said that your poem is worse than those of Mr. Song and Mr. Wu, why not let everyone hear it?" Mr. Song did not get angry when being questioned.

This is a poetry gathering, and he is not the only one who can write poetry. His teacher once said that there are always people better than you, and that one should be humble and not arrogant.

He always kept the Master's words in his heart.

"Okay! Then I'll show you my ugly face. Before I write a poem, I have something to ask you all." Liu Rumei went on stage, having already made a choice in her mind.

"Excuse me, young lady. Everyone is listening."

"Okay, then I'll ask, do you know where the food we eat comes from?"

"Everyone knows this. Of course it's grown in the soil!" someone in the crowd answered.

"You are right, sir. That's right. Food is grown from the soil. So who grows it? It is the farmers. The food we eat is full of the blood and sweat of the farmers. This poem today is for all the farmers.

When the hoe was on the day of the day, Khan dripped down the soil.

Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey. "

(This poem is selected from "Mercy for Farmers" written by Li Shen, a poet of the Tang Dynasty)

I don't know who in the crowd started clapping, "Good, good, good!"

The applause was deafening, and all the farmers applauded the poem.

It is clear who wins and who loses.

"Although this poem is short and concise, it is profound and thought-provoking. It warns us: every grain of food is full of the blood and sweat of farmers, so we should cherish it. Food is the first necessity of the people, which is a beautiful virtue. We should carry forward this virtue and truly cherish food, which is everyone's responsibility."

Liu Rumei said something else and won the support of many people.

Xiao Qingran curled his lips, this is his woman.

"Is there anyone who wants to meet this..." "What's your name, young lady?"

"Liu Rumei"

"Okay, is there anyone else who wants to compete with Miss Liu?"

No one in the audience said a word.

Who can compare to Liu Rumei's timeless quatrain?

"If there is no one else, I declare that the winner of the competition is Miss Liu Rumei Liu. Congratulations, Miss Liu."

"Thank you."

A maid handed Liu Rumei five hundred taels of silver.

Liu Rumei pursed her lips and smiled, a smile gently rippled on her lips. Her two shallow dimples were filled with the fragrance of spring flowers. Her smile was like a bud about to bloom, charming and intoxicating.

This was the first pot of gold she earned after coming to ancient times, five hundred taels of silver, not bad.

Mr. Song and Mr. Wu on the stage were both mesmerized.

Seeing Liu Rumei stealing the show, Xu Yaner was furious. She had already forgotten Xiao Qingran's warning today and said angrily, "She just knows how to write a few poems. What's there to be proud of? She's just a cheap girl from the countryside."

Liu Rumei didn't want to let the culprit go. If she let her go today, Xu Yan'er would only treat her as a soft persimmon to be bullied, and she could do whatever she wanted with her in the future.

Liu Rumei is not someone who would tolerate being bullied.

"According to you, those who can write poetry are bitches?" You are too naive to fight with me. I will make you the public enemy of all scholars.

As expected, all the scholars' faces changed slightly.

"Isn't this the city lord's daughter, Xu Yan'er? She has big breasts and no brains, and she says whatever she wants."

"Yes, it's just a pretty face."

"She! She saw Miss Liu standing next to the prince and deliberately made trouble."

"You don't know, do you?! This Xu Yan'er likes the prince, but the prince doesn't like her. She has developed hatred towards Miss Liu."

"If it were me, I wouldn't like this kind of thing that's not presentable."

Everyone was mocking Xu Yan'er one after another, not giving the city lord any face at all.

The city lord had a dark face, and he had lost all his face today. "You rebellious girl, why don't you go back to your mansion? Why are you still standing here? Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"

"Dad, they scolded me, and it would have been fine if you didn't help me, but why did you help outsiders to be mean to me?" Xu Yan'er felt very aggrieved.

It’s all Liu Rumei’s fault. It’s all her fault.

Normally her father would never say a word to her loudly, but today he actually scolded her in front of so many people.