Hua Xiangrong, who had already sat down in the royal family of Dongzhou, stretched his neck long, and stared eagerly at the middle of the night. For Hua Xiangrong's eyes, he obviously turned a blind eye in the middle of the summer, his ears were always sideways, he was afraid of missing a cart of mulberry tea, and he always paid attention to the movements of the Dongzhou Hua family.

Just like the seating in the morning of the flower feast, all the families have taken their seats. The emperor and queen did not come in from outside the main hall this time, but walked up from the side hall of the flower banquet hall, and after everyone congratulated and knelt down, the flower banquet entered the last two items of the literary test, piano and chess.

"Mr. Liyuan, let's start!" Emperor Zhen's first sentence after he sat down, he wanted to know the results of the Huayan literary test.

Mr. Liyuan?Ran Ziwan almost stood up, remembering the codex in Nannuandian, and the signature on it was the word Liyuan. The old gentleman in front of her who was dressed in fairy wind bones looked very knowledgeable, but she really didn't expect this to be Li Yuan, who had the title of the world's think tank.

The old man of Lishan shouted almost in unison from under the high platform.

Li Yuan is the one who is sung in the world, and there are not many people present at the flower banquet who have really seen this old man of Liyuan. But almost everyone has heard the words old man Lishan. This old man of Lishan is said to be knowledgeable, but he is also very eccentric, and his temperament is not something that ordinary people can fathom.

Although the flower banquet is a century-old banquet, it has always been extravagant. It's just that in the past hundred years, no one has been able to invite the heirs of Lishan to preside over the banquet. Speaking of which, many famous daughters secretly congratulated themselves on the fact that they had just caught up with this once-in-a-century flower banquet and were glad that they were born at the right time.

Li Yuan, known by his name, is known as the old man of Lishan, and is said to be a native of Nanhua Mountain. After celebrities, the book "Landscape Benji" that Ran Zi often appreciated in his evening was from the pen of this old gentleman. When he was young, Mr. Li read strange books, and when he was young, he visited the waterways with his father, traveled to Qinhuai, sketched rivers and ditches, wrote 712 volumes of "Landscape Benji", and wrote "Fang Yuan", "Tianxia" and other famous all over the world.

"Shangle ......!" was still the voice of the old man, and the voices of the people seemed to have never entered the ears and eyes of that person, and the sleeves of the fairy wind were raised high, and the voice was loud.

It must be a flower banquet, although the appearance of Li Yuan set off a ripple. However, Li Yuan's favor was not shocked, and the simple two words announced the beginning of the afternoon flower banquet essay competition, and also made everyone unconsciously stop sighing.

Ran Ziwan's index finger was lightly picked, and the body made of sycamore wood appeared in front of him, with a beautiful cavity and almost nothing. It is not the five-stringed instrument of ordinary people, but the lyre commonly used by aristocratic families. Another piece of red cloth was lifted, and it was a twenty-five-string Jinse. Subsequently...... The maidservants presented a number of things covered with red cloth one after another!

Ran Ziwan raised her eyebrows, looked at the rows of objects that the maidservant put in front of her, and carefully uncovered them.

Reed sheng, flute, xun, flute, pipa, guzheng, lyre, liuqin, sanxian, yueqin, and even a copper drum? Ran Ziwan rolled his eyes in his heart, and in the short afternoon of the flower banquet, one by one, these thousands of people are afraid that they will have to wait until the beginning of spring next year to produce results. The daughter is a husband and a son with red makeup, and she has some eighteen martial arts competitions!

"That's a lute?"

"And ...... guzheng?"

"Isn't it qinqi, calligraphy and painting? Why are there so many!"

"It should be the choice of their respective strengths to compete, right?"

"So, it makes sense!"

"If it's all comparable, then the little girl is afraid that she will have to abstain!"

"Master Li, don't worry. If your daughter abstains, the vast majority of people at this feast will abstain!"

"There are thousands of people at the flower banquet, if you compete with these ceremonies one by one, I'm afraid it will be next year!

"Master Cui is not worried, your daughter is known to all the celebrities!

"Huh...... Where, where!"

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There were a lot of exclamations from the audience, and there were also a lot of suspicions and discussions. Even Emperor Zhen on the stage also looked at it with more interest, and there were more than a dozen kinds of ancient music and things on the table in each family's court. He remembered that at the flower banquet fifteen years ago, there were only four kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. That year...... The morning sun was messing around, stirring up the flower banquet to be extended by one day in the end.

I'm afraid that most people think that the afternoon of the first day of the flower banquet is about to compete in playing the piano and playing chess. At this time, looking at the objects that the maidservant kept putting in front of them, everyone panicked. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, those who are good at it can't know everything!

At this time, there are few people who can remain calm and silent, Ran Ziwan fiddled with his fingers, and the fingertips of Ruyu were faintly bruised!

"The flower banquet proves the woman's outstanding talent. In the past, it was the four arts of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which could be distinguished, but it was not enough to generalize the whole in a partial way! **** A hundred years of foundation, the world has changed, and the flower banquet is the same. The ceremonial musical instruments in front of everyone, those who can perform them, and those who are incompetent abandon them...... Don't do it reluctantly!

"What are the three reincarnations?" Many people in the audience exclaimed, the loudest voice came from Cui Shangshu, who was still telling everyone just now that it was impossible to compete like this on the flower banquet, but at this time, it was completely unexpected, and they looked at the candidates next to them, and everyone had similar expressions, full of astonishment.

"The first round is the first test. In this round, all the instruments in front of you can play one or two of them, and you can enter the next round of competition. If you haven't even dabbled in it, let alone all the performers, you will not be able to compete in the final piano competition. The second round, a song of dementors. In the third round, the capable live in it, "When everyone was talking, Princess Zhenjun got up with a spring breeze on her face, and there was no trace of being suppressed by the eldest princess of Xinyang yesterday. As soon as Princess Zhenjun's voice fell, the audience gasped.

It is not as good as calligraphy and painting in the morning, and the results can only be obtained after passing the review. Listen to the music and performances, then the victory or defeat is only in an instant.

Do you want to compare together? Ran Ziwan thought to himself, it was really out of order.

In the middle of the night, Xia's face was stiff, his mouth was wide open, the literary test of Huayan was really difficult, when would he be able to take the martial arts test?

"In the first round, learn from others' strengths, start ......" sang the harmony and fell, and the audience gasped together.

The first to walk in the middle of the hall was Hu Yao, because he was born in a businessman. According to the etiquette, the seats are placed at the very end. From the reverse order of the singing ceremony, Hu Yao was ranked at the end, and Hu Yao was the first to appear in the talent competition.

"The little woman Hu Yao visited the emperor, the queen's mother. Long live my emperor, long live the queen's mother, thousand years old, thousand years old!" Hu Yao's appearance has always been accompanied by sneering and disdain of the famous family behind him.

Emperor Zhen on the stage squinted his eyes and waved his hand, which was regarded as the meaning of letting Hu Yao get up and continue the performance. Empress Zhen didn't even raise her eyebrows, she was born as a businessman, and she couldn't get on the stage in any way. (To be continued.) )