Mr. He was stunned.

Fatty Cui pinched his thigh hard.

So that's it!

Cheng Gui lost his voice: "You want to sell the lanterns and donate the money you have received to the Saint-Cheng Hall?"

Cheng Qing looked serious, "Yes, I know that the introductory money of the Cultural Fair is donated to the Saint-Children every year. Although I don't have much wealth, I am willing to do my best. Even if the children of Saint-Children can add an extra winter clothes, I will take the five lanterns home to give them to my relatives. I want to try to sell the five extra lanterns on the spot... In addition to the money I received from selling the lanterns, I am also willing to take half of the 100 taels of silver and donate them to Saint-Children together."

The Ci You Hall in Dawei is like an orphanage and a welfare home in modern society.

It was founded by the imperial court, taking in orphans with no one to support and raising them.

In addition to the imperial court funding, the funds of the Sainte-Young Hall are also donated by people from all walks of life.

Cheng Qing sells lanterns not because she is poor and greedy for money, but wants to donate them to the Sales Hall. The people who were talking about her just now shut up and everyone felt a hot face.

The manager bowed:

"Young Master Gao Yi, the young man thanked the young master for the orphans of the Sainte Youtang!"

"Just a trivial matter."

Mr. He praised him a few times and generously donated money on the spot, taking out ten taels of silver to buy a lantern for Cheng Qing.

"If Nan Yi had more young men like you, why worry about not prospering and peace? I just hope that there will be more scholars like Cheng Xiaolang, and being a priest in the future will be a blessing for the people!"

Mr. He's praise almost made Yu San's teeth sour.

Cheng Qing solved 30 questions in a row. Yu San admitted that Cheng Qing was a bit crooked and wise, but there were 267 people in the Ding class, and Cheng Qing only got 97th place in the exam, and even the scholar was far behind. Mr. He praised Cheng Qing as the priest in the future. Yu San's ears hurt when he heard it.

However, even Yu San jumped up and down and couldn't stop Cheng Qing from making a big splash. There were many rich people among the onlookers. Mr. He made a good start and the remaining four lanterns were sold quickly. There were no ten taels or eight taels or five taels, and a total of 38 taels were sold. In addition, Cheng Qing took out half of the silver prize and donated it, so she donated 88 taels alone.

This number is really auspicious!

In fact, she didn't pay a penny and had fifty taels of silver left in her hand. The effect of the production was better than her directly donating 800 taels.

A prefect like Yu San and a handsome scholar like Cheng Gui cannot steal Cheng Qing's limelight at this moment. The onlookers looked at Cheng Qing with shy and timid eyes and admiration. Cheng Qing's actions undoubtedly added a beauty filter to her unpretentious appearance. Many young ladies now have a very good impression of her.

They are all simple girls in the boudoir, so how can they resist the double character of "talented and kind"!

Mr. He handed the bought lantern to his granddaughter. He Wan muttered "pretending to behave" and took the lantern.

This lantern is beautiful and beautiful, but Cheng Qing won by his talent. He Wan's palm holding the lantern became slightly hot.

Cheng Qing took the lead, and others wanted to sell the winning lanterns. In order not to surpass Cheng Qing, those who won the prize only donated half of them. However, they did not have Cheng Qing's halo, and the price of the lanterns was not high.

Even so, he raised more than 300 taels of silver in a short while. The manager smiled and invited Cheng Qing to enter. The maid who led the way had a sweet voice, and her eyes looked at Cheng Qing with a gentle look:

"Please come with me, please."

Cheng Qing raised his foot into the villa under the gaze of everyone. Si Yan and Si Mo watched Cheng Qing enter. Alas, they had just questioned Mr. Cheng Qing's behavior. How could a person who is so valued by the fifth master be a fool!

At this time, no one questioned Cheng Qing's qualification to enter.

Tonight, if even Cheng Qing is not qualified to attend the literary meeting, others will be even more embarrassed to go in.

Cheng Gui was in a state of dismay.

He heard others discussing that Cheng Qing was the young master of the second wife of the Cheng family.

He is the eldest grandson of the second wife, but Cheng Qing snatched away all the glory.

Yu San clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, and pulled Cheng Gui's sleeve, "You should continue answering the questions quickly, there are only five questions left. When you solve thirty questions, you will still meet Chen Xuedao. Cheng Gui, don't be disturbed by others. Do you want that boy Cheng Qing to take the lead?"

Cheng Gui was shocked.

If my grandmother knew what happened tonight, she would be disappointed in him.

Grandma doesn’t like uncle or Cheng Qing. Cheng Qing has a promising future, so grandma won’t be happy!

Cheng Gui gritted his teeth and concentrated on his mind, and continued to solve the problem according to what Yu San said.

When we arrived in front of Chen Xuedao, there was another round of competition.

I heard that Chen Xuedao hated evil and was a righteous person. Cheng Qing took advantage of the opportunity to solve thirty questions, Chen Xuedao may not like it!

What's more, the case of my uncle Cheng Zhiyuan is still unsolved. Who would like Cheng Qing in the literary meeting?

Cheng Gui felt that he might not lose tonight.

...

The old Shangshu who retired worked hard for half his life, and after retirement, he wanted to enjoy a comfortable life in his later years. The house was very spacious.

The bustling in the courtyard is no less than the door.

Outside are ordinary scholars and people watching the fun, inside are scholars, juren, and young ladies from the gentry family. Male guests and female guests are facing each other through the winding water pavilions. Some drink and write poems, and some play the piano and sing. The excitement here is more elegant and implicit.

Although the old minister only came to Nanyi for two or three months in a year, the servants in the villa were very good to train. The maid led the way for Cheng Qing, walked through the lively villa and went straight to the flower hall, and briefly introduced the important guests tonight for Cheng Qing.

Just like Cheng Qing's guess, the people who came were Chen Xuedao, Yu Prefecture, and Lord Li, the magistrate of Nanyi. Of course, Master Cheng Wu and Meng Jieyuan were indispensable.

In fact, before Cheng Qing arrived at the place, what she did at the door had already been passed to all the lords.

There is no way, Cheng Qing was the first person to solve thirty questions at the door tonight.

She is also a student in the T-type class of Nanyi Academy.

County Magistrate Li nodded while touching his beard, "The Cheng clan is indeed full of talents, and I really envy the leader of the Cheng clan."

Mr. Cheng Wu didn't expect it either.

Of course he knew that Cheng Qing was coming to participate in the literary gathering. Cheng Qing had never concealed his eagerness to integrate into the Nanyi gentry circle. Cheng Qing could not give up such a good opportunity in the Mid-Autumn Festival literary gathering.

But Mr. Cheng Wu did not expect Cheng Qing to be so high-profile.

Solve thirty questions in a row?

This is more than luck.

Cheng Zhiyuan did not teach the child the Four Books and Five Classics, but instead taught a lot of other things, which Cheng Qing learned quite a lot.

Cheng Qing also donated the winning silver to the Saint-Year Hall. He heard that the donation was set off directly outside the other courtyard... Master Cheng Wu couldn't help but smile. This technique was quite familiar. When Cheng Qing took Cheng Zhiyuan's coffin to his hometown, he did this at the door of the second room.

"Mr. Li praised him. The children of the clan are not good at being good, they can only be clever. Lord Li must not praise him in person. I am afraid that he may not be good when he is young."

Mr. Cheng Wu is humble.

County Magistrate Li still had to speak, but Chen Xuedao suddenly asked:

"This Cheng Xiaolang, who solved thirty questions and donated money to the Saint-Young Hall, is the son of Cheng Zhiyuan, the former magistrate of Jiangning?"

Mr. Cheng Wu's expression was slightly stiff.

How could Chen Xuedao even know this?

Have you left a bad impression before you saw Cheng Qing?

Before Master Cheng Wu answered, the maid had entered the hall to report:
Chapter completed!