After the small test, there is the palace test, which is personally selected by the emperor and the queen mother, which can be said to be the moment that determines the fate of all show girls.

There are still three days before the palace test, and because of the talent show, the other show girls are practicing hard, hoping to get the emperor's favor that day.

Lingjiao shook her fan and dozed off on the small stove that was blazing. Song Liansheng has suffered from the wind cold in the past few days, and her throat is dry and hoarse, so she boils some pear soup every day to moisten her voice and relieve her cough.

A few days ago, I received a message from the master, asking her to serve Song Liansheng well, and there must be no difference before the palace examination. So in the past few days, when she heard the coughing sound that never stopped, she was so anxious that she could be described as an ant on a hot pot, and she couldn't wait to replace her with her body.

"Lingjiao, are you alright?"

Song Liansheng's throat was a little itchy, and he resisted the urge to cough and shouted hard.

Hearing her voice, he didn't care about the steaming stove, so he simply wrapped it in a handkerchief, and hurriedly poured it into the bowl.

"Alright, that's it!"

Responding loudly, carefully holding the bowl, the white steam, taking advantage of the noon sun, people can see that they are sweating. As soon as Song Liansheng saw her come in, he hurriedly said, "It's so urgent, just let it go!" ”

Lingjiao, a girl, can be said to do her best to serve her. For this, Song Liansheng has always seen it. But it was precisely because of this that she was even more hesitant. I don't know if I should let her step into this troubled water again.

After all, Lingjiao in her previous life died for her......

"Lingjiao, you don't have to bother so much." Sighing lightly, Song Liansheng said what was in his heart. This girl is a few years younger than herself, and when she is lively and active, she has developed this cautious and steady character.

If she hadn't wanted to enter the palace, she wouldn't have to.

"Miss, what are you talking about? Isn't it just a bowl of pear soup, what bother not to bother! ”

Shaking his head gently, looking at her smile, Song Liansheng stopped talking. I just took the soup that had been soaked in ice water and drank it carefully.

In fact, keeping Lingjiao by her side, she also has her own selfishness. Now that she has just entered the palace, she is short of manpower. It's rare that Lingjiao is loyal, if she really wants to let her go, I'm afraid that it will be me who is distressed.

Thinking of this, Song Liansheng could only pray that at least he could save her life in the future......

The day of the palace examination will soon come, and on this day, Song Liansheng rarely got up early. In the busy footsteps of Lingjiao, she carefully selected a few jewelry fat powders.

Different from the last test, at that time, for fear of arousing the jealousy of Concubine Duan, she deliberately smeared the powder and pretended to be jaundice. Later, because of Xu Yazhi's incident, no one noticed her, and she was happy.

However, the palace test was personally selected by the emperor and the queen mother, that is, this was the only opportunity to show his face in front of the emperor. No matter what, she's going to fight for it!

There was a long queue in front of the door of Weiyang Palace, and the candidate show girl was waiting there nervously and expectantly. The time for the temple test is coming soon, and everyone's hearts are hanging higher and higher.

The queen mother and the concubine have arrived first, and at this time they are sitting in front of the hall, even if they don't make a sound, there is a coercion in the namelessness, and they don't dare to make a mistake. Seeing that the hourglass in front of the door was getting fewer and fewer, the Queen Mother's brows were getting deeper and deeper.

"The emperor has arrived!"

With a shout, everyone couldn't help but look up. When he saw the bright yellow corner, he lowered his head in a panic.

"Greetings to the Queen Mother."

He Lianye bent down slightly and saluted the Queen Mother. Although the attitude was respectful, there was a lot of disdain in those eyes.

seems to have become accustomed to this, casually raised her hand, and the queen mother didn't care, "Since the emperor has arrived, let's start." ”

"Bell!"

A crisp gong sounded, and the temple test finally began. The first is the talent show of the show girls, according to the number plate in hand, they will go on the stage in turn. Among them, most of them are dancing on the piano, even if they are beautiful, they are a little tiring to watch.

At this time, there was a sudden burst of beautiful singing. The voice is as melodious as a yellow warbler, but it is full of sorrow, and in the colorful flowers, it makes people's ears shine!

I saw that in the crowd, Jiang Ji's Su Mian was dressed in white and was standing on the stage. There are no cumbersome movements, and there is no expensive guqin, she only holds a Qinghe in her arms, looks at the front fixedly, and sings alone.

He Lianye raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing an interested look. Li Deshun, who was standing next to him, saw it, and hurriedly glanced at the people below, this Jiang Ji clan stayed!

By the end of the song, no one else had come out of the poignant sorrow in the song. And at this time, with a shout, it exploded like thunder on the ground!

"Jiang Ji's Su delivery, give Feng delivery is always there, and live in Jinxiuju."

After the start of the palace examination, this is the first show girl to be directly awarded. Everyone looked at Jiang Ji's eyes and was all envious. Only Song Liansheng, who had been silent, looked at her back thoughtfully.

The song sung by Jiang Ji is a folk tune "Nian Nujiao". According to legend, it was written in the Tang Tianbao period, and had the same name as the famous Ji Niannu who was both beautiful and artistic at that time.

And this song is also the favorite song of the late Empress Dowager Xiaoxian!

"Nian Nujiao..."

Reciting these three words silently, looking at the still fluttering back, Song Liansheng smiled meaningfully......

"Ministry of Rites Mansion, Song Liansheng!"

The voice was thrown high and fell heavily, but there was no response from the crowd. The eunuch who opened his mouth was a little puzzled, thinking that his voice was not loud enough, and shouted again: "The Ministry of Rites' Mansion, Song Liansheng!" ”

This time, almost everyone heard Song Liansheng's name, but still no one came out. At this time, the Queen Mother's inquiring eyes looked over, and the little eunuch was frightened into a cold sweat, and urged again and again: "Song Liansheng, Xuan Song Liansheng is here!" ”

"Smack!"

The sound of ink dripping was very clear in the silence, and I saw that a screen had been erected in the crowd. And the dripping ink is slowly rendering along with the lines on it......

Stunned by this sudden change, the little eunuch opened his mouth, but he couldn't shout anymore. I had to look at the screen that was still changing, and the ink that was flying wantonly on it.

Gradually, the ink on the screen slowly converged into a line, outlining a series of peculiar lines along with the established lines. And following those lines, I saw that they seemed to flow on them as if they were alive, bit by bit, showing the truth in the painting.

"Oh my God!" I don't know who exclaimed, and as her voice fell, the painting finally revealed its final appearance - it was a portrait, a beautiful and incomprehensible beauty!

The crowd looked at the painting and couldn't make a sound for a long time. I don't know if I was shocked by this strange way of painting, or I was amazed by the woman in the painting. Even He Lian Ye changed his casual nature, and was staring at the painting intently at this time.

And Song Liansheng slowly walked out from behind the screen at this time.

Her steps are light, her figure is fluttering, and her face is exactly the same as in the painting!

For a moment, people couldn't tell whether the person in the painting came back to life or the person who was alive became a painting...... xh:.74.240.212