Dongfang Chenyan turned his head to look at the Queen Mother, "Imperial Grandmother, Fanyin ......"

After Dongfang Chenyan's words were finished, he was interrupted, "Lord Yan, why do you want to get involved in the affairs between women?" What's more, Princess Yan is a talented woman in the city, so why should Prince Yan be afraid. The one who spoke was a woman dressed in green, the clothes were still a little familiar, and if you looked closely, wasn't it the one that was accidentally bumped to the ground by Xue Fanyin. And this person is also the Qing Zhaoyuan in the mouths of those palace maids.

This Qing Zhaoyuan won the emperor's heart in the harem, the emperor was very fond of her, and she would always be a little arrogant when she met someone lower than herself on weekdays, but she was respectful and respectful, which is why she was so arrogant and could still have this status in this palace. Although Dongfang Chenyan and Xue Fanyin offended her palace maid, they were her henchmen, in Mu Qingqing's eyes, embarrassing her henchmen was against her, how could she just give up? Take advantage of the opportunity, and don't hurry up to take revenge.

And the Ling princess, who was bent on seeing Xue Fanyin's jokes opposite Xue Fanyin, saw that Zhaoyuan had spoken, how could she stop pushing it, "Yes, the third emperor brother is worried that his younger brother and sister will lose face to the Yan Palace?" ”

"Princess Ling, what does my Xue Fanyin's matter have to do with the Yan Palace, don't exaggerate." Xue Fanyin heard that Princess Ling actually pulled the matter on Dongfang Chenyan, so she was naturally unwilling, after all, Dongfang Chenyan really had nothing to do with this matter.

How could the third brother and sister say that? The three emperor brothers and sisters are husband and wife, and husband and wife share honor and disgrace. "Princess Ling thought that Xue Fanyin was so excited, I was afraid that she wouldn't be able to write a poem, and it was not impossible to make King Yan lose face if she could borrow Xue Fanyin's hand.

"Qianqian, this girl is right, this poem is not good, it's okay, just have fun together." The Queen Mother was already a little unhappy, and these words were equivalent to ordering Xue Fanyin to write poems with them.

"Queen Mother, Fan Yin wants to ask, since Fan Yin represents Prince Yan, then the Crown Princess and Princess Ling represent their husbands, if not, then no matter how Fan Yin's poems are written, it has nothing to do with Lord Yan, if it is Fan Yin, there is nothing to say." Xue Fanyin got up and asked the Queen Mother.

Before the Queen Mother could answer, Princess Ling said first: "Since I said it, I naturally do the same." After speaking, he looked at the crown princess.

The crown princess didn't want to, the prince is the prince after all, although this poem is difficult for her, but it is not what she is good at, how can she casually put the prince's reputation and majesty on it, is hesitating, the prince took the first step, "It's okay, I don't know if the third brother and sister are willing to make the queen mother comfortable?" After speaking, he nodded to the crown princess.

"Van Yin is willing." Although these words were said to the prince, Xue Fanyin's eyes were looking at the queen mother who was high above.

Xue Fanyin got up, walked out, and stood at the table where the poems were written with the crown princess, Princess Ling, and several ladies and ladies.

"Everyone has a stick of incense to write a poem, and if the incense is not completed yet, it is out, and the queen mother and the emperor will choose the best one among all the poems. Burn incense! The palace maid who had just won the lottery announced the rules of the competition.

A stick of incense has passed halfway, many people have already written the poem, just waiting for the incense to be presented to the Queen Mother for appreciation, and some are still revising, revising, but Xue Fanyin picked up the pen first, and then put it down, half a pillar of incense passed, and not a word fell. Dongfang Chenyan sat in his position, played with the cup in his hand, looked in the direction of the competition, and frowned. Dongfang Chenxin, who was sitting on Dongfang Chenyan's right hand, leaned over and whispered to Dongfang Chenyan: "Third Emperor Brother, this Xue Fanyin shouldn't really know anything, right?" ”

Dongfang Chenyan just shook his head, and the prince who was sitting on the left of Dongfang Chenyan looked at Qiao Jingyu, who had already written the poem, with a smile on his face.

There was still a third of the incense in the incense burner, Xue Fanyin was still thinking about it, Qiao Jingyu and Luo Qianqian walked over together, "The third brother and sister said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, should she really ......", Luo Qianqian looked at Qiao Jingyu, "Look, I'm embarrassed to say it." ”

Qiao Jingyu also answered: "Let's let the third brother and sister think about it again, if this can't really be done, don't say what will happen to the prince?" After speaking, he pulled Luo Qianqian and left.

The eyes of the others were also pulled over by their words, and they all looked at Xue Fanyin one by one, of course, some pointing and pointing are indispensable, Xue Fanyin also thought, this time he really pitted Dongfang Chenyan, I don't know how he will clean himself up when he goes back.

"How about this king writing for the third emperor's sister-in-law, it should be regarded as a reparation for the late." The person who came came dressed in white and came slowly, he was the fourth prince who had never appeared, the prince of Fan, Dongfang Chenfan.

"The son is late, please ask my father, emperor and grandmother to forgive me." After speaking, he came to Xue Fanyin's side, "Can you think about it, can I write for you?" ”

"Of course." Xue Fanyin looked at this prince who was as warm as jade and had a pair of eyes that were as tender as water, and almost became a nymphomaniac, she didn't expect that there would be such a person in this royal family.

Xue Fanyin stood beside Dongfang Chenfan, and said a few words in his ear, only to see Dongfang Chenfan nodding with a smile, and writing it down with a pen, Dongfang Chenfan's words are just like his people, clean and easy, and very good-looking. There are words like people, and Xue Fanyin is full of affection for this benefactor who makes her not have to be the laughing stock of so many people.

"The incense has been burned, and the slave will present your poems to the Queen Mother." When the incense in the incense burner dropped the last trace of incense ash to the ground, several palace maids put away the poems given by everyone, and at this time, Xue Fanyin had already written it with the help of Prince Fan.

Although Xue Fanyin can't compose poems, she still can't memorize poems, the reason why she didn't write it before is because she knows the word but can't write, even if she writes, she really can't handle the brush words, this incident has also prompted Xue Fanyin's determination to practice words well, it is impossible to have a prince to save her every time.

"The green pond shakes the stars, and rolls the orchid into the white apple. It should be a sock on the roselle wave, and there is fragrant dust in the lotus stamen so far. I don't know who made it. ”

"Father, this is exactly what the third emperor's sister-in-law did, and the sons think it's a good poem." Dongfang Chen Fan stood aside and said.

"Lord Fan, this shouldn't have been done by you for Princess Yan, otherwise how could Princess Yan be able to make this poem as soon as you appeared?" Among those young ladies who tested with Xue Fanyin, there were inevitably a few who were not convinced.

"The princess had no clue before, as we all saw." Another man chimed in.

"Princess Fang Cailing didn't say that Princess Yan once said that a woman is virtuous if she is not talented, how can she be talented now?" The people who heard Luo Qianqian's words were also talking on the side.

"I just don't want to write, so I haven't put pen to paper, and I can't help it if you don't believe me." Xue Fanyin's reason is a ridiculous excuse in the eyes of most people.

"Queen Mother, since this is the case, it is better to let the Yan Wangfu chant a poem in public, but the time should not be too long." Concubine Lan's suggestion is fair, but she has decided from her heart that Xue Fanyin can't write poetry, but there are a few people who can believe Xue Fanyin's reason. Concubine Lan is also Song Mengqin's aunt, since she knew that Song Mengqin was slapped by Xue Fanyin, she can't wait to teach Xue Fanyin a good lesson, now as long as Xue Fanyin can't sing, she will not only become a laughing stock of everyone, but also commit the crime of bullying the king, so her position as a princess will definitely not be guaranteed, as long as Xue Fanyin is abolished, Concubine Lan's niece Song Mengqin will naturally sit firmly in the position of Princess Yan.

"This idea is not bad, a hundred flowers are available, the mourning family will give you a tea time, if it doesn't work, you should be severely punished." The Queen Mother said with a serious face, the reason why she said that a hundred flowers are okay is because this matter involves her two grandchildren, although she doesn't expect Xue Fanyin to make any good poems, but if she can chant a few words, this matter will pass.

Dongfang Chenyan looked at Dongfang Chenfan, and asked Dongfang Chenfan with his eyes, whether the poem was written by him for Xue Fanyin. Dongfang Chen Fan understood the meaning of Dongfang Chen's words and shook his head. In fact, originally, Dongfang Chen Fan would offer to help Xue Fanyin write, and Xue Fanyin couldn't write poems, so he could help her write a poem, so as not to let his third emperor brother accompany Xue Fanyin to become a laughing stock, but I didn't expect Xue Fanyin to be really too lazy to write. In the future, Dongfang Chen Fan will know that Xue Fanyin is not lazy but can't, and the words are too ugly.

"Queen Mother, since you can have a hundred flowers, why do you need a cup of tea, just seven steps." Xue Fanyin thought to herself, since she was about to be in the limelight, it was better to learn another Cao Zijian seven-step poem, so that those people had nothing to say.

After Xue Fanyin said this, everyone was incredulous, and there were many discussions, all staring at Xue Fanyin, most of them hoped to catch Xue Fanyin's expression of not being able to chant poetry after seven steps, and some wanted to see how Xue Fanyin, a talented woman in the past, would show her style, and a few people were worried about Xue Fanyin......

Xue Fanyin looked around, and took the first step, the second step, and the third step under her feet...... When the seventh step fell, many people's hearts rose to their throats, and Xue Fanyin spoke unhurriedly: "The peony demon in front of the court is unqualified, and the pond is pure and affectionate." Only the peony is true to the national color, and the flowers move the capital when they bloom. "Xue Fanyin saluted the Queen Mother", this poem is called appreciating peonies. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry, princess Yan is talented." I don't know who in the crowd said a word, and the others also chimed in, "Princess Yan is worthy of being a talented woman." "Lord Yan has a good eye." …… It's a big difference from the attitude before.

"In that case, do you still have any objections?" The emperor's words made everyone quiet down immediately, "There is no objection, and I ask the queen mother to adjudicate." ”

When Xue Fanyin returned to his position, he walked a few steps and suddenly thought of something, turned around and said: "A woman is virtuous if she is not talented, is she saying no"

Showing one's talents in front of others is the proper virtue. With that, he walked straight to his previous position.

After everyone sat down, Dongfang Chen sighed and said, "Women should be like this." Dongfang Chenfan's words also surprised everyone.