Chapter Seventy-Six: Chrysanthemum

In a private room on the third floor, several royal brothers are very rare to get together, even the always sick and weak King Yin squinted and sat aside, this is not that they are willing, but the emperor ordered several princes to accompany the prince to watch the poetry meeting together, of course, there is no King Yin on the list, he was dragged over by King Qin. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Recently, King Qin seems to have found out that he was pretending to be sick, always running to the Yinwang Mansion, using a lot of light and dark methods to test, I have been pretending for so many years, and I don't know how he found out, I have to solve this matter immediately, otherwise it is really troublesome, and I don't know if my aunt mentioned it to her father, if Xiao Yuxi received the holy decree, her expression must be wonderful, thinking that she could see her every day, the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked up.

This smile was clearly seen by King Qin, who had been paying attention to him, and asked seemingly casually: "Fifth brother, if you have any happy events, the smile comes from the heart!"

Shangguan Kongyue is very helpless, he has learned the difficulty of his second brother these days, and he really doesn't want to see him, which affects his mood!

The prince who had just arrived also asked with interest: "Oh, what is the happiness of the fifth brother, don't hide it, and the eldest brother will also be happy when he says it." "You must know that King Yin's cold temperament is notoriously cold, and it must be unusual for him to show his face.

"Big brother came late, but he missed a good show. Shangguan Kongyue's face was 'pale', and he supported his head with his hands and explained 'weakly': "I also think some people are funny, I don't believe it, just ask the second brother, cough, cough, cough." As he spoke, he threw the question to Shangguan Zichen, and coughed seriously a few times after speaking.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really cared as he expected: "The fifth brother is unwell, don't say more, rest more." He turned his head to Shangguan Zichen and reproached: "The second brother knows that the fifth brother wants to recuperate, how can he bring the fifth brother here, it's just nonsense." Then I forgot about the previous question.

Shangguan Zichen didn't argue, he simply admitted his mistake, Shangguan Yunque on the side looked at the scene, his expression never changed from beginning to end, and people who didn't know would think he was an outsider.

"Today, the Dijon Kingdom, the Great Yue Kingdom, and the Xiyan Kingdom have all sent the princes of various countries over, and the rest of the small countries have also sent their own people, they are nothing more than for the Shadow Qin, and the father has ordered that the palace and the royal brothers do not have to interfere, but only need to be responsible for the safety of the poetry meeting and observe the movements of several countries. The crown prince put away the conversation and laughter when he first came, and said, "The princes of these countries are all on the third floor, except for the one from Dijon." As he said this, he looked at the dark-skinned man sitting motionless below, with some disdain.

He didn't understand why his father took out the Jueying Qin, and no one understood, some were just fighting, the reputation of the Jueying Qin was too loud, the power was too attractive, and it didn't matter if it was a trap or not, no matter whether it was a martial arts or the princes of all countries, they all drilled into Dachen's capital.

Now this poetic pavilion has been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, but most of the young ladies inside don't know, they just think there are too many people.

"The eldest princess has arrived. With a singing report, the one who everyone was waiting for finally appeared, quiet for a while, there is a feeling that she is finally waiting for you, today the eldest princess is dressed very elegantly, wearing a wide apricot yellow Confucian robe embroidered with dark golden chrysanthemums, the nobility is not reduced, but it is more approachable.

The two palace maids who followed behind were holding an atmospheric and exquisite long box together, and Bai Yuxi found that many people saw the box at first glance, not the eldest princess.

The eldest princess walked to the main seat directly above and sat down, and said, "Today's poetry meeting, you don't have to be polite, no matter your identity, just talk about poetry." "It's kind of a simple opening statement.

Then the two palace maids put the long box on the long case in front of the eldest princess, Bai Yuxi secretly looked at everyone, although they didn't seem to care, but the eyes that glanced at the box from time to time couldn't be hidden, Bai Yuxi didn't pay attention to the sway in the shallow hand and stared at the box directly, there was still a little uncertainty in his eyes, you must know that it has been sleeping since it arrived at the Poetic Pavilion, and even Xia Yuran's matter just made her roll her eyes.

The eldest princess's eyes swept over everyone present, and she said, "This poetry meeting is the same as in previous years, the question is made by Changning, and now although Chongyang has passed, but in late autumn, it is the time when the chrysanthemum is strong, and the chrysanthemum is the theme, you can have any objections." "Talking about a tree called Xiangshan Daifeng chrysanthemum in front of the case, the time of the poetry meeting is not fixed, so the question is different every year, and there has never been a chrysanthemum as the theme, so it will not be too difficult.

The eldest princess spoke, no matter what thoughts they had, they would not have any objections, even if they were won away by the Jueying Qin, they didn't care, they could grab it, of course, if they could win it normally, it would be very good, but their poetry level naturally couldn't be compared with the Dachen people who liked literature and ink, so they didn't expect to win at all, and the princes of several small countries all thought so.

"Since you have no objection, let the poetry meeting begin, and the evaluation will remain as it is, and the poet will read it, and everyone will judge it together, and the one who gets the most applause will be the winner. The eldest princess was afraid that some people would not understand, so she explained again.

Dachen has always respected people with literary talents, so even if there is a grudge between the two sides, they have to let go, but if they meet someone like Xia Yuran, there is no way, but there are still few people like Xia Yuran in this world, so this kind of adjudication can be regarded as fair.

Some noble sons and nobles have been thinking hard, but no one has said anything for a long time, either because they feel that they don't write well, or they don't want to write in the first place, the atmosphere is bright and dark for a while, Bai Yuxi pulled the corners of her mouth, and turned her head to see that her sister Mu was also pondering on the paper, and it seemed that it had been written.

Princess Changning saw that the atmosphere was not right, so she played her role again, and said, "It's better to let Changning take the lead first and throw bricks and lead the jade, okay?"

"Wonderful! A boy who really couldn't make poetry immediately answered, and everyone echoed.

"The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse hedge is interesting. I'd rather die with incense on the branches, how could I have blown into the north wind! This poem is called "Han Ju", which Changning has recently obtained, "Princess Changning unequivocally read out the poem, and she was generous.

Princess, are you letting those who are not at a high level quit directly, right, this is throwing bricks and attracting jade, this is throwing a piece of jade, is it good, the son who just said 'wonderful' thought so.

"Good poems, the chrysanthemum's temperament is vividly exquisite, especially the last two sentences of poetry are deeply transformed. After the chrysanthemum is in full bloom, it gradually withers on the branches, and the petals do not wither to the ground, so the cloud "holds the incense on the branches and dies", and the princess is noble. ”

Bai Yuxi looked at the person who spoke, it was Bai Liqing who came with her, Bai Yuxi's eyes stared at him for a long time, she felt that Bai Liqing felt strange when she was facing Princess Changning.

Someone on the third floor watched his little fox keep staring at other men, and then thought that the man was still with her, that was angry!