This poem clearly looks down on weak scholars. After hearing this, Lu Tingxuan blushed and became very angry: "Your Excellency is biased. If scholars are useless, who can govern the country?"

Gu Qingzhang smiled mockingly: "Then why don't you join the army now and go to the battlefield to see if you will be scared to death?"

He rarely spoke so sharply and pungently. Lin Chonghan tugged at his sleeves with a headache, signaling him to restrain himself. There was no benefit in blindly offending these students and scholars, but instead made him smell bad.

Seeing Lu Tingxuan's anger getting worse, Lin Chonghan said quickly: "Mr. Sir, we have something to do today and we have to leave first. I'm sorry."

Lu Tingxuan didn't expect that she would actually know this rude and reckless man. He was too embarrassed to continue arguing for fear of embarrassing his sweetheart.

Unexpectedly, Gu Qingzhang was still reluctant: "Why, I told you that you can't come back? If you have the courage, you should go to the border."

"Gu Qingzhang!" Lin Chonghan's face darkened, and his expression became as cold as frost, "It is strictly forbidden to make loud noises in the bookstore, please keep your voice down."

She was right. The bookstore was already silent, and few people spoke loudly. Although the three of them deliberately lowered their voices, they still attracted a lot of attention.

Gu Qingzhang also realized that he was too rude, so he said firmly: "The princess is right, I am rude."

After saying that, he did not go to see Lin Chonghan and left the bookshop directly.

Looking at his back, Lin Chonghan realized with a headache that Gu Qingzhang might be really angry.

*

Xu Shi three quarters

Lin Chonghan was sitting in the courtyard admiring the scenery. The lanterns hanging under the eaves illuminated the entire courtyard dimly. There were many snacks and delicacies on the stone table, as well as a glass of wine and two wine glasses.

As soon as Gu Qingzhang climbed over the wall and jumped off the top of the wall, he met her eyes directly.

Gu Qingzhang:......

The Marquis of Ning'an was caught climbing up the wall, but he was not upset. Instead, he patted the dust on his body and walked up to Lin Chonghan openly carrying a box of snacks.

"No, try it," he smiled flatteringly, "the fermented glutinous rice dumplings from the West Market. I asked someone to buy them and simmered them on the stove. They are still hot now."

Lin Chonghan didn't answer.

Not only did she refuse to answer, but she also said in a weird way: "The way the Marquis gives advice is so impressive. I should suggest to Your Majesty that the newly minted scholars should go to the border to visit."

"Chonghan, please spare me," he said in a low voice, "If this is really the case, I would be surprised if those literati and rogues don't scold me to death."

Gu Qingzhang put down the rice dumplings and sat down on the stone bench, then he noticed two wine glasses on the table.

"You knew I was coming tonight?"

Lin Chonghan opened the lacquer box and took out the rice dumplings: "I don't know, this is a cup for Mei Niang."

"Mei Niang?"

Gu Qingzhang rummaged through his memory and suddenly realized: "Oh, that cousin of yours."

"Yes," Lin Chonghan tasted the dumplings. Although the taste was not as good as the freshly baked dumplings, it was pretty good. "She is my cousin. My cousin Lin Ziqiu is going to attend the Spring Festival, so he also brought her here."

She took a few bites and then put down her spoon.

"Since you know they will scold you, how dare you say such words to that scholar today?"

Gu Qingzhang smiled coquettishly: "On impulse."

He also knew that what he did was wrong. Since returning to Beijing, he had been cautious and never dared to make a wrong step.

Regarding the bookshop incident today, after he calmed down, he realized that he was at fault, so he shamelessly climbed over the wall to apologize.

Lin Chonghan poured him wine and asked: "It was you who took the initiative to provoke today, and it was not the scholar's fault. What happened? Is there anything wrong with the scholar?"

Facing her confused look, Gu Qingzhang hesitated for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

Countless thoughts flooded into Gu Qingzhang's mind. Because this reason was so unreasonable, his first reaction was to make up an excuse to excuse it.

But soon he realized: this was a good opportunity.

"There's nothing wrong with being a scholar." He knew that Lin Chonghan was willing to accept the soft rather than the tough, and was deliberately showing weakness. "I just saw you talking too much with him, and I felt unhappy."

Lin Chonghan was stunned, and she subconsciously explained: "I only met him once, and the content of the conversation only involved poetry and songs."

Her attitude softened, and Gu Qingzhang was about to hit him with a stick: "I know you don't know him very well, but the way that scholar looks at you is clearly the same as the way I look at you."

As he talked, he actually felt wronged: "We have been separated for five years. It is inevitable that my appearance will age, and your heart for me will no longer be the same as before..."

Lin Chonghan's expression went from unbelievable to unreasonable to gradually numb:...

She looked Gu Qingzhang up and down, and it was difficult to connect the lowly man in front of her with the Marquis Ning'an who had been in Rumo Pavilion and wanted to regain the lost land and asked to marry her.

Does Gu Qingzhang still want to face him?

Gu Qingzhang: Of course not

Five years ago, because he was too concerned about his identity and his image in Lin Chonghan's eyes, he never revealed their friendship to his parents and relatives, which led to Lin Chonghan marrying someone else.

Five years later, he saw Lin Chonghan chatting happily with a handsome pretty boy, and the admiration in the pretty boy's eyes wanted to overflow.

Gu Qingzhang was really jealous and scared.

"Chonghan," he stood up and squatted in front of her, looking at her seriously, "don't like him, okay?"

Lin Chonghan didn't dare to look at him at first, his ears were red: "I met him by chance, and there is no relationship between a man and a woman."

Gu Qingzhang was happy and wanted to say something else, but suddenly there was a coughing sound from the corridor.

The two of them raised their heads in panic, and met Lin Wushuang's eyes, who was wrapped in a big cloak. The other party turned sideways in the big cloak: "It's late at night outside, so if something happens to my cousin, why don't you come in and talk?"

"No."

Gu Qingzhang stood up, greeted Lin Wushuang with a normal expression, and then climbed over the wall and left gracefully.

Lin Chonghan quickly stepped forward and took Lin Wushuang into the house despite his cousin's gaze.

She was iced by Lin Wushuang's hand and frowned: "You also know that you are exposed late at night, why don't you put on more clothes?"

Lin Wushuang asked with bright eyes: "That was Lord Gu just now, right?"

"Cousin, you are Yingying now," she continued to think, "Master Hou is Zhang Sheng - don't glare at my cousin, I will keep it a secret for you!"

Lin Chonghan ignored her.

When Lin Wushuang took off her clothes and went to bed, she was still nestled in the warm quilt, chattering and chattering endlessly, planning how to help her cousin get true love.

——As a result, she fell asleep unconsciously while talking.

Looking at her sleeping face, Lin Chonghan smiled.

At this time, there was a sudden movement in the yard outside. Lin Chonghan thought it was a wild cat. She walked over and opened the door, and found a fist-sized stone in the yard.

She stepped forward to pick up the stone and found that it was wrapped in a piece of paper. Lin Chonghan opened the paper and saw a little figure drawn with charcoal on it.

The villain is carrying a thorn stick on his back, holding up a bowl of fermented glutinous rice dumplings with both hands, looking pitiful as if begging for mercy. Next to it are eight words written: "Bearing on the thorn stick to plead guilty, the princess has a lot of money."
Chapter completed!