Wanxi thought to herself, didn't the eldest princess propose to me a few days ago for this county king, it seems that the eldest princess is indeed old and too enthusiastic, this county king obviously already has a sweetheart, but why is he so uncomfortable in his heart. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These ladies and ladies who watched the excitement also whispered about the princess's proposal in Luofu that day, and many of the ladies gloated in their hearts, after all, if they couldn't get it, they didn't want the people around them to get it, but what kind of person could be worthy of this amazing king of Chenjun. Only the blue-clothed girl who had admired Wanxi smiled slightly, and sat there unmoved.

King Chenjun didn't explain, he returned to his seat and sat there, without squinting, poured a glass of wine and saluted Prince Ning, the third prince: "Congratulations to the third emperor uncle, I heard that the emperor's grandfather has handed over the errand of commanding the six departments to the imperial uncle?" ”

Prince Heng was shocked when he heard this, when did this happen, his father handed over such an important errand to the third child, didn't it always be the crown prince who led the six departments in the early days of the prince, and the father planned to make the third prince the prince?

King Ning drank the wine in the cup and said with a smile: "Chen'er's news is really well-informed, my father just talked to me yesterday, the holy decree should be issued tomorrow, but it is just to go to the sixth department to study and study, and the fifth child will also have a chance in the future." When Prince Heng heard the third prince mention him, he immediately raised his glass and saluted the third prince: "The imperial brother is eloquent and strategic, and the fifth brother is here to congratulate the imperial brother." King Ning's smile deepened, the fifth child would be defeated by his own subordinates sooner or later.

King Heng thought to himself, he was going to speed up his pace, it seemed that he had to quickly win the hearts of these people in the six departments, and he couldn't let them support King Ning, thinking of this, he smiled and said to the eldest princess: "Auntie, the imperial nephew heard that the second lady of the Luo family is outstanding, why don't you start with Miss Shu Yao today's first hundred flowers poem." ”

Luo Shuyao blushed in shame when she heard King Heng tell her name, and looked at King Heng with bright eyes, thinking to herself that no matter how good-looking King Chenjun is, after all, it is unattainable, or King Heng is good, gentle and reasonable, and devoted to me. It's just that at this time, she didn't know that someone already hated her in their hearts.

The eldest princess was also interested when she heard this, and said: "It's rare that the talent of a girl has also entered the eyes of my imperial nephew, Miss Luo, please go to the stone bridge." ”

Luo Shuyao stood up shyly, and walked towards the table on the stone bridge, Qi looked at his daughter's face with joy, and whispered and laughed with her eldest sister-in-law.

Luo Shuyao walked to the table, picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of beautiful small characters on the paper, and after writing, the little maid took it and presented it to the eldest princess, and the eldest princess praised after reading it: "Miss Luo Er is really outstanding, Heng'er, you have a good eye." After that, he asked Shunying to hand it to the waiter who was specially responsible for the recitation, and the waiter said loudly: "A throw of the shuttle heart and a wisp of silk, the weaving of a splendid machine, thousands of flowers and grasses, and the light of thousands of grasses is condensed, divided into two strands of Luan and Feng." Shu Yao returned to her seat and looked at King Heng shyly.

Prince Heng nodded with satisfaction, and smiled at Shu Yao, many young masters and young ladies were also admiring, Luo Shuyao's good writing, no wonder she was called a talented girl in the capital, and then look at her dress today, standing on the bridge surrounded by lotus leaves, like a blooming lotus flower, it seems to be more beautiful than last year. Wanxi also thought in her heart, this sister of her is really not simple, comparing this wild flower to the silk thread on the weaver girl's loom, if she hadn't opened it, I'm afraid she wouldn't even know how to die in her hands.

At this time, someone said: "Miss Luo Er started with such a delicate poem, but the people behind her are difficult to pick up, last year's poem by Miss Shen, the prime minister's daughter, is on par with Miss Luo Er, I don't know how it will be this year?" Another teenager said, "Yes, Miss Shen, you should also go out." ”

I saw a girl in blue standing up gracefully, looked behind her and said, "Miss Luo Er is really outstanding, but I heard that Miss Luo also attended the Hundred Flowers Banquet this year, why don't you go to the bridge with me to write a poem?" ”

Luo Wanxi, who was suddenly named, looked at the blue-clothed girl she had been admiring just now, she had never seen her, and she didn't know where her hostility to herself came from, but when people clicked on herself, it was not good if she didn't get up, so she could only stand up lazily and said with a smile: "Please, Miss Shen." ”

At this time, everyone noticed that this quiet Miss Luo, who had been sitting next to Miss Luo Er without saying a word, the limelight was completely covered by Miss Luo Er, standing on the bridge at this time, with her clothes fluttering, her quiet little face did not make waves, and her expression seemed to have seen someone else, just like a fairy.

After writing it, another maid presented two poems to the eldest princess, and the people below were waiting eagerly, of course Miss Shen didn't have to say, it must be no problem, but this Miss Luo, but I heard that she was far worse than her sister.

After reading it, the eldest princess looked at King Chenjun, who was there with the old god, but smiled silently.

The waiter recited: "Miss Shen's poem 'The rain has passed through the green pond and the wind is fragrant, leaving the desk of people to hate in vain, picking a few branches to add autumn rhyme, and the red note is not solved to be asked by you." After listening to it, the people at the bottom exclaimed: "Good poem, really good poem, the whole poem does not mention a single flowery word, but the autumn hean full of ponds is integrated into the poem." The other said: "Could it be that this Miss Shen already has a crush, I don't know who is so lucky to get Miss Shen's red note." At this time, Wanxi noticed that this Miss Shen silently glanced at King Chenjun, and knew in her heart that hatred came from him, looking at King Chenjun's appearance of not caring about himself, lamenting that she was going to carry this black cauldron.

Then the messenger coughed lightly and said: "Miss Luo's poem", everyone was curious, and listened attentively, "Lan Ye is in spring, Guihua is bright in autumn, Xinxin this business, since it is a festival, who knows that the forest dwellers, sit and sit happily when they hear the wind, the grass and trees have their hearts, why ask for beauty." Wanxi thought to herself, Master Zhang Jiuling, the little woman can't help it, I can only hang up in this situation, who let me have superpowers, Wanxi sighed to herself, I don't know that at this time, King Chenjun, who blocked the corner of his mouth with a wine glass, smiled.

After listening to Wanxi's poem, everyone was stunned for a few seconds before they reacted, and their hearts were good poems, beating the first two top talented women in the capital, but I didn't expect it, and some people said, Mrs. Lingyi's daughter, naturally it's not the same, these people are completely pretending to be not the same person as the person who was going to see Wanxi's excitement before. It's just that Miss Shen wants to pick a few sticks to add autumn rhyme, but Miss Luo said why ask for a beauty, it seems that these two people are on the bar, Wanxi has 10,000 grievances in her heart, and she really doesn't know what she will write.

At this time, a small head sitting beside the eldest princess poked out, and said loudly to the eldest princess: "Grandmother, you don't know, although Miss Luo's poem is good, but it is ......" Then he turned his head and glanced at his cousin, who was as steady as a rock, and said with a serious face: "Her poems in the Biansai army are better, since today is also my cousin's dust washing banquet, why don't you let Miss Luo make a poem for your cousin?" ”