Chapter 309: Poetry
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Shen Ya glanced at them coldly, not wanting to say anything. Why did she marry Zhao Jin, even she didn't figure it out. Maybe they are right, Zhao Jin will marry her, maybe there is really an old fox reason.
"Geya, don't be angry, pure face is like this, the knife mouth and tofu heart, in fact, people are not bad. She has a good relationship with Qingya, and everyone outside is saying that Duanhou loves you better than Miss Yan Duanqingya and Duanshuya, so she is just holding grievances for her. ”
Zhao Xin didn't want Shen Ya to be in a bad mood after listening to Chunyan's words, so he said kindly.
Shen Ya smiled and shook her head: "I'm not angry, if I have to be angry like this, then I really can't finish it." ”
Zhao Xin pursed his lips and smiled and nodded.
After chatting for a while, the emperor and a few other elders left, leaving them with a group of juniors.
This group of kings and grandchildren, Miss Princess rarely gathered so together, and their interest was quite high. Some get together to talk about poetry and painting; Some got together and whispered in the boudoir of some sisters; Some of them play the piano to help the fun, in short, the imperial garden has never been so lively.
A bunch of palace maids wore and walked in it, placing fruits, tea, and snacks. It is also necessary to prepare the four treasures of the study room for some poetic princes.
"Hahaha, eighth brother, this poem you wrote is really wonderful, I haven't seen you for a while, your knowledge is good, it's really like a day and three autumns."
The sixth prince picked up the poem of the eighth prince and read it with a shake of his head:
Phoenix on the Phoenix Terrace, Phoenix goes to Taikong River artesian.
Wu Gong flowers and plants buried in the path, the Jin Dynasty dressed into an ancient mound.
The three mountains are half outside the blue sky, and the two are divided into Egret Continent.
It is always the clouds that cover the sun, and Chang'an is not seen, which makes people worried.
"Good poetry, good poetry!" The Six Princes finished reading. I heard several princes nodding in agreement.
"Haha, I didn't write that." Seeing everyone's praise, the eighth prince said with a smile.
"Oh? This is not what you wrote? This poem is indeed wonderful, it is rare to see such a good poem, tell me, who wrote it? The eldest prince seemed to be very interested in this poem, and asked with great interest.
The knowledge of the eldest prince is said to be the best among the eight princes.
Zhao Jin, who was originally silent on the side, seemed to be not interested in a qiē matter. picked up the poem written by the Eighth Prince from the table and looked at it intently.
The other princes were attentive to the mysterious poet in the mouth of the Eighth Prince, and no one noticed the actions of the Seventh Prince.
"It's Duanyan." The Eighth Prince grinned and said.
When Zhao Jin heard this name, a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes.
"Duanyan? The name sounds familiar. Who is he? The sixth prince asked with some curiosity.
Duanjingxin recognized his son, and it is said that he has been living abroad, and he recognized his ancestors and returned to his ancestors to enter Duanfu half a year ago. If you ask the seventh brother about this matter, he should know best. The Duan concubine he married was Duan Yan's biological sister. The eldest prince smiled and said slowly to the sixth prince, after speaking. looked at Zhao Jin and said, "Seventh brother, your brother-in-law is not simple." At the age of sixteen, he made such a poem, and he is definitely not a simple character, I am afraid that he is only stronger than his father. ”
The Eighth Prince continued: "Yes. I also overheard him chanting this poem, so I should have asked him to copy it to me. I went back and researched it, and I thought it was wonderful. ”
"I heard that he also won the Jinshi in this imperial examination. Although the grades were not particularly good, one had never received a rigorous education. Only by self-study and a few years of schooling, there are such results. It's not easy. Besides, he was only fifteen years old! I think this Duan Yan will set the climate in the future. Such a talent, no matter who is used, is definitely a powerful arm. The second prince was on the side, and his expression was quite serious.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the princes also became serious.
The third prince, Zhao Kuang, didn't know what he was thinking, holding the wine glass in his hand, turning it while being distracted, and there was an incomprehensible look flashing in his eyes.
"This Duan Yan is so good at a young age, I don't know how his sister is?" The fifth prince glanced at Zhao Jin with some ill will.
Everyone knows that Duan Yan and Duan Geya are from the market, even if Duan Yan can be self-taught with her intelligence, but her sister doesn't seem to be very good. Although the last time she was in the concubine selection ceremony, she wrote a poem, which was very liked by the emperor, but after all, it was not her poem, but she listened to others chant and copied it by hand, which is nothing.
"I remember that the seventh sister-in-law wrote very well with a brush." The eighth prince saw that the fifth prince had bad intentions, and he was suddenly a little unhappy, Concubine Duan was not only the concubine of the seventh brother, but also the sister of his good brother Duan Yan, he didn't like someone to make a fuss about her.
The fifth prince smiled: "It's good." I don't think it's fun for my sister-in-law and a few of them to come over and play with us. Anyway, everyone is a family, and they have played with each other from childhood to adulthood, and they are very familiar, and there is nothing to avoid suspicion. I remember that there are several talented women in this, like the eldest sister-in-law, the third sister-in-law, the fourth sister-in-law, and Li Shuyan and Sister Li, but they are all famous talented women in Beijing. ”
"This is good, I agree." The sixth prince was quite interested, and stepped forward to make a joke.
"Seventh brother, what do you see?" The eighth prince wrinkled his eyebrows with some disapproval, what kind of heart those people have, he can be very clear. It's nothing more than wanting to humiliate the seventh sister-in-law. This group of people is really hateful.
Zhao Jin stretched out his hand and stroked the poem written on the rice paper, and replied to the question: "This poem is really good." Did you hear it from Duanyan with your own ears? ”
When the eighth prince heard him ask, he was stunned and nodded: "Yes." ”
"Hmm." Zhao Jin replied lightly and didn't say anything. For the mention of several princes, neither opposition nor support. It seems that he doesn't care about what is in front of him, and only cares about studying the poem in his hand.
Shen Ya had already heard someone read the song "Ascending Jinling Phoenix Terrace", and cold sweat began to break out on her forehead. How did this poem end up here? This is the poem she learned in her previous life!
But later, when they mentioned Duanyan, Shen Ya understood that Yan'er accidentally leaked this poem!
When she was in Lujia Village that day, she was bored and fought with Yan'er a few times, and this one was one of them. Shen Ya didn't remember many Tang poems, although she had memorized a lot in junior and senior high school, most of them had been forgotten, and she only remembered a few poems that were more impressive, and the others, and some of them were still memorized.
The five princes walked to Shen Ya's table and invited a few of them to go over and chant poems together, which was elegant.
How could these talented women, who were already poetic and picturesque, be willing to miss such an opportunity to express themselves, they all nodded happily.
As a result, the two tables were put together into one, and the original poetry appreciation turned into a talent show.
The sound of the piano sounded again slowly, and it turned out that the princess was dancing not far away, cheering everyone up. The melodious sound of the piano and the tactful sound add a touch of hazy poetry to this flower-filled imperial garden.