The emperor just laughed casually, and he was really interested in the poems written by the little girls at this time, so he stretched out his hand to the concubine and said, "Show me your masterpieces." ”

There are still a lot of little girls who write poems and lyrics, most of them don't have much ambition, and they don't want to be too prominent, so they usually write a poem.

The emperor flipped through quickly and took out four of them, "These are all good." Referring to two of the poems and the words, "These two are inseparable." ”

"The poem was written by the Su family's seven mothers, who filled in the words?"

Wang Shuyun got up generously and saluted in the hall, "It was filled in by the courtiers." ”

The concubine sitting next to the emperor whispered about Wang Shuyun's life experience, and the emperor smiled: "It seems that there are many talented women today, so much so that they are on a par with these boys." ”

He looked sideways at the teenagers, took a slow sip of wine, and teased, "It seems that you are going to lose." ”

King Qi jumped up, "How come, the sixth brother and the eleventh lang are here, how can we lose." ”

The Emperor glared at him, "What do I want you to do with me?" ”

The second prince, King An, got up and said with a smile: "The fourth brother has learned a new set of swordsmanship, don't you show it to your father?" "The fourth prince is good at martial arts, this is known to everyone.

"Please also ask the second brother to play the piano!" The fourth prince was not modest, so he asked the guards to take their swords, lifted the corners of their robes and tucked them around their waists, and made a starting gesture.

The second prince, King An, sat down in front of the piano table, his eyes were slightly closed, and at the same time as the majestic music sounded, King Qi's sword also moved.

I have to say that King Qi's sword is really good, and King An's qin is even better, and the two are compatible. When the sound of the piano was over, the king of Qi closed the style, bowed to the emperor without blushing and panting, and asked with a dead face: "Father, the son's swordsmanship is still in his eyes." ”

The emperor was very satisfied, but he looked at the king's appearance, and he didn't want to do what he wanted, so he snorted with a straight face: "It's not too embarrassing, you have to thank your second brother, his piano is really good." ”

King Qi smiled and went to take King An's shoulder, "Second brother, tomorrow the younger brother will invite you to drink." ”

The two princes started their heads, and the young sons sitting there also showed their strengths, or wrote poems or lyrics. The little ladies did not show weakness, playing the pipa, playing the gonghou, and dancing, Liu Chunjiao actually danced a set of swords, although not as good as the king of Qi, but also had a charming posture, won a round of applause.

"You boys, you have to work harder, don't let the little ladies compare." The emperor was still adding fuel to the fire, and when he heard that he might have to fight with a group of little ladies, the young people's faces were a little unpleasant. However, after reading Su Rong's poems and Wang Shuyun's words just now, they seem to be a little out of reach. Xia people are so beautiful, and they also like to advocate talented people, and for a while, all the teenagers, including several princes, looked at Su Rong and Wang Shuyun's eyes, and they were a little hot.

The emperor flipped through the notes again, but found no little girl who wrote very well. He turned his head sideways and asked Su Zhoucheng: "Why haven't I seen your son-in-law's poems?" "Listening to Taifu, the words of the Su family's ten mothers have caught up with the young master of Lu, and they are not inferior to Su Zhoucheng.

Concubine Shu smiled: "We didn't say that all the little ladies must write poems and lyrics, but they came according to their preferences." ”

Concubine De smiled faintly, "Before, Xin'an said that the Su family's ten mothers have outstanding piano skills. ”

Su Zhoucheng hurriedly stopped, "The little girl is vulgar in talent, and she can't be a mother." "Hehe, his daughter picked a corner to sit on, and she has wolf eyes to look there from time to time, if she really wants to play the piano again, can he still hide her daughter.

"Su Servant is a famous talent in our Great Xia, and his daughter must be extraordinary, what he said just now is just modesty." Concubine De inquired about Su Yan and knew that she had never shown her talent in front of everyone, and when she saw Su Zhoucheng's actions today, she felt that Su Yan should have nothing to do except that face.

Princess Huyang smiled at this time: "Daddy, we just listened to the song that the third sister specially asked people to compose. ”

The emperor still favored the princesses from the queen, and said with a smile: "It's me, it's not me, I've interrupted your elegance, come, keep singing." ”

New words and new songs, the emperor half-squinted his eyes, and his hands were still lightly beating, very intoxicated. Over there, Lu Ji drank a few glasses of wine, was full of poetry, splashed ink, and wrote three new poems in a row. King Wu was not willing to be weak, and filled in three small orders. After the two presented their respective royal views, the emperor sighed: "Let Eleven Lang win the championship again." He glanced at his son and handed over Lu Ji's poem manuscript casually, "Liulang is still a little worse after all." ”

Lu Ji smiled indifferently, "If His Royal Highness King Wu goes out for a walk more, he will be better than Weichen." ”

King Wu didn't care, he had a very good relationship with Lu Ji, and he often wrote poems and books, so he naturally knew the gap between himself and him. It's just: "Father, the manuscript of Eleven Lang's poem will belong to his son." ”

"Bastard, you bring it to me."

"Nope."

Concubine Shu intended to help her son, "Sage, today's leader is Lu Langjun." ”

Concubine De had a different opinion, shook her fan and chuckled: "Shi Niang has not yet made a good work, how can Your Majesty say victory or defeat lightly." "She was a special person to give that girl an old wine, and it would not be a pity if she escaped it.

Su Yan was really a little annoyed by Concubine De, she didn't move, her delicate chin was lightly raised, with some pride and willfulness, and she said slowly: "The poems have been written, and the piano and dance have been appreciated, as if no one has painted yet, so I'll draw a picture of chrysanthemums." Originally, she sat relatively far back and was not very noticeable. At this sound, the eyes of everyone in the hall fell on her, and the room was quiet, and the breathing could be heard.

The delicate girl drank chrysanthemum wine, the jade cheeks dyed by the thin rhyme of wine, the black glass-like eyes seemed to contain the starry sky, and the smile raised on her lips was proud and wanton. Such a girl is dazzling and dazzling, and people are fascinated by it.

The prince was drunk at first, and then when he saw that everyone was staring at Su Yan, he became angry again, and wanted to shout so much that people closed their eyes. He opened his mouth and commanded, "Go and put the picture on the table." ”

Su Yan got up slowly, his expression was still a little careless, stretched out his slender jade hand, and said with a smile: "Put two." ”

Only then did the Emperor come back to his senses and nodded, "Do as she says." He also wanted to see what this girl who had been shown off by his teacher wanted to do. Anyway, one thing is for sure, it's not just about drawing a picture.

The two bookcases were placed side by side, both laid out on drawing paper. Su Yan chose two pens at random, took one in one hand, and stood in the middle of the two bookcases, his hands falling at the same time.

Is she going to paint with both hands at the same time? Now even the emperor stood up, Su Zhoucheng covered his face, and his daughter seemed to be a little drunk.

Su Yan looked very relaxed, even if the two paintings were carried out at the same time, her movements were like flowing water. The emperor walked to the side of the desk a few times, and his mouth opened unconsciously. Seeing that the emperor moved, the prince, concubines, princesses, and princes also got up, loosened and circled, and when they saw Su Yan's painting, they were also like the emperor, and their mouths couldn't close.

The emperor looked at Su Yan with a new gaze, and secretly admired, the little girl is amazing, the two paintings are the same, but the paintings are not the same. A figure, a chrysanthemum.

The person in the painting is a girl sitting on the railing, although she can only see the side face, she can already see the beauty of the beautiful and vulgar. The flower is a chrysanthemum, half-open and half-closed jade hibiscus, and above its leaves, it is especially with the autumn dew that condenses at night.

The emperor wanted to boast, but he was pulled by the prince, and signaled his father with his eyes, don't disturb others, causing the emperor to glare at his son.

As the painting progressed, it became more difficult for the emperor's mouth to close. This girl is really doing it with both hands at the same time, and it is not messy at all. Not only him, but no one in the palace was shocked except Su Zhoucheng, including Lu Ji, including King Wu, and everyone in this hall. There is only about the prince, and the mood at the moment is extremely proud, my family's ten mothers are so good, hum!

Concubine De especially gritted her teeth, she is so fulfilled this girl! But obviously she drank a lot of wine, why didn't she get drunk at all? If Mrs. Lu was here, she would definitely be proud to tell her that his granddaughter had a good amount of alcohol!

I don't know how long it took, Su Yan put the pen in his hand back on the desk, tilted his head cutely and thought about it, and then chose two pens again, and at the same time mentioned a seven-character quatrain on each of the two paintings, before he put down the pen, took the palm and smiled: "Okay!" ”

King Wu was close, and he had been watching it since Su Yan was mentioning the poem, and exclaimed at this time, "It's a palindromic poem, and the two capitals are." ”

The prince glared at King Wu silently, and personally hung up the two pairs. Everyone watched the painting and was amazed. When I read the poem again, it was really a palindromic poem as King Wu said, and everyone was silent for a while. After a while, the emperor sighed: "The palace is full of talented gentlemen and ministers, not as good as a girl." ”

Su Rong knew in his previous life that Su Yan was talented, after all, in the previous world, there was only one pearl of the Su family's ten mothers. She didn't know that this sister still had such a unique skill, it was rare to write with both hands, and she had never heard of it before. Wang Shuyun was silent for a long time, she subconsciously looked at King Zhou, and sure enough, when she saw King Zhou staring at Su Yan with burning eyes, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and the men really looked at their faces.

What Su Yan did is indeed difficult to replicate, and she is the leader in today's banquet. It's just that this girl frowned lightly, looking at her paintings, as if dissatisfied.

The emperor wanted to ask, so he heard Lu Ji say: "The painting is a pair, and the poem is also a poem." "Sigh, as my grandfather said, he is really inferior to his cousin.

What the? After listening to Lu Ji's words, the emperor's first reaction was to look back at Su Zhoucheng, and when he saw that he nodded helplessly, he hurriedly asked someone to put the two paintings together.

When the palace maid hung the two paintings side by side, everyone suddenly realized that they were a picture of a lady looking at chrysanthemums. Indeed, that psalm reads as one. But when viewed separately, they are also separate into paintings, and when viewed together, there is no sense of abruptness. It's simply ...... I don't know what words to use to describe the mood at the moment.

But the little girl who shocked everyone shook her head and sighed: "In the end, it's a trick to be out of the way, and it's just a sigh for it occasionally." At the time, it seemed that the painting was terrible. She looked back at the emperor, "Sage, this painting is not good, can it be ruined?" ”

Emperor:......

The people in the temple: ...... My face hurts......