The method is simple and easy to operate, and the number of poems actually submitted in the end is not too much, so the judging time will not be too long. And the Marquis of Xirong's Mansion also arranged a wonderful song and dance performance, so that this short waiting time would not seem too long and boring.

For singing and dancing, Luo Qier obviously doesn't have much interest in singing and dancing like Han Jiangxue, this will, she is excitedly pulling Han Jiangxue to guess which ten people may win the championship for a while, and who will finally be able to get Zhou Lao's recognition and become the real winner of this year's poetry meeting.

Han Jiangxue didn't know much about the personal strength of everyone at today's poetry meeting, so she just listened to what Luo Qi'er said, and didn't say anything else. However, it is estimated that those who have better results in this year's literary examination, such as Sheng Yunhang, Zhang Haocheng, Li Xinghua, etc., should have a place to occupy a place. As for Moli......

She subconsciously looked at the other side, not sure how low-key and mediocre this guy would be, and she didn't know how high the real level of the specific work of making poetry was.

"Sister Han, there are always people watching you over there!"

Just thinking about it, before she could focus on Mo Li, Luo Qi'er on the side pulled her sleeve and kindly reminded her, as if she was afraid that Han Jiangxue would misunderstand, and hurriedly added: "It's not one, it's several ......."

"Just look at it, I don't have anything dirty on my face, I'm not afraid of people looking at it." Han Jiangxue was so troubled by Luo Qi'er, but she put away her thoughts about looking at Mo Li, and quickly interrupted the little girl's words, and didn't let her call her there one by one: "Besides, how do you know that you are all watching me." Maybe some of them are up to you. ”

"How come, I obviously ......" Luo Qi'er subconsciously wanted to explain. However, seeing the smile on Han Jiangxue's face, he quickly understood, and knew that Sister Han had a clear dream in her heart. It's just that I don't want her to break it.

Seeing this, she nodded cooperatively and smiled: "Well, yes, maybe it's better to look at me." Don't be afraid, I'm not afraid of anything, I don't have anything dirty on my face, just let them see it if I like it. ”

For Luo Qi'er's clever reaction and the beautiful quality of being kind as a stream, Han Jiangxue gave her teachable appreciative glance to show her praise, and the two looked at each other and smiled, but there was quite a bit of tacit understanding.

Han Jiangxue and Luo Qi'er got together and whispered together, naturally many people noticed. As for the "same stream" of these two people, everyone also has different looks and different thoughts.

The two sons of the Luo family who brought Luo Qi'er seemed a little helpless, and they were still a little worried about their sister suddenly taking the initiative to go to a controversial topic like Han Jiangxue, and chatting with each other with a tacit understanding.

Although when I saw it today, I felt that this Han Jiangxue was not as unbearable as the rumors said, but that kind of fierce woman should not have too much contact with her own sister, so as to save some breath. After all, it's not very good.

And people like Zhang Haocheng and Li Xinghua are obviously a little surprised, but they are not too incredible, after all, the more they have contact with Han Jiangxue, the more they understand. It's normal to be willing to be friends with them.

The other irrelevant people were curious about what the two of them were talking about together, but Mo Li didn't think about anything, just felt comfortable for Han Jiangxue.

Mo Li's understanding of the Luo Wangfu is still enough. And Luo Qier's heart and personality are also rare and simple among all the noble girls, and Luo Qier should like Han Jiangxue very much. And Han Jiangxue has never had any real friends around her, and it is always a good thing for her to have multiple friends.

Time flies. It didn't take long for the ten laurels to be produced. The judges first copied a copy, and then sent the selected ten original manuscripts directly to Zhou Lao, who was resting in the upper room, and asked Zhou Lao to make the final decision.

Just after the manuscript was sent, a judge announced the list of the ten most successful poems, and made their poems public.

In the first eight songs, there is indeed a place for Zhang Haocheng, Sheng Yunhang, Li Xinghua and others, Han Jiangxue doesn't know too much, but the basic level of appreciation is still some. The poems of these three people are all good, and it is only natural that they can be crowned.

Especially Zhang Haocheng's Xuemei poem, vivid and vivid, even the fragrance of plum blossoms seems to be written alive, and it is really amazing to be able to make people smell it, Han Jiangxue has to admit that it is indeed extremely outstanding.

The main reason for the amazement is not that the poem itself surpasses the previous eight, but that the person who wrote the poem is the only woman in the nine poems that have come out.

That woman is one of the four Wang family, the fifth lady Wang Xinling.

Wang Xinling is known as a talented woman, proficient in poetry, calligraphy and painting, and her boudoir name has long been extremely famous in the capital. It's just a pity that this woman's appearance is just an ordinary posture, so she is talented but can't be as sought after by those noble ladies with outstanding appearance.

Han Jiangxue looked at Wang Xinling from a distance, and saw that he was not arrogant or impatient at the moment, his face was calm, he had already expected such a result, so he was not too excited. She seems to have long been accustomed to the amazement of others, and at the same time, she is also accustomed to the reality that everything will return to the original point after being amazed.

"Sister Han also thinks that the poems made by Sister Wang are very powerful?" Seeing Han Jiangxue looking at Wang Xinling, Luo Qi'er whispered: "But the sister of the Wang family is a little cold, and she doesn't like to deal with people. ”

Han Jiangxue knew what Luo Qi'er meant, said that she knew, nodded and withdrew her gaze and didn't look at anything more.

Although the relationship between the Wang family and the Han family is not as good as that between the Zhang family and the Han family, they often have dealings, so although Han Jiangxue is not familiar with Wang Xinling, she still has basic cognition, and it is not surprising that Wang Xinling has a slightly cold personality that is a talented woman but not a beauty.

Soon, the judges will be ready to announce who will win the final prize. Han Jiangxue once again subconsciously cast her eyes on Mo Li, and she didn't know if this last song had anything to do with this guy.

looked at Shang Moli, but found that the guy had been waiting for her there for a long time, but he didn't give her any hints on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest clue at all.

You just pretend, she muttered in her heart, rolled her eyes and ignored the guy, anyway, the answer will be revealed later.

A moment later, Han Jiangxue really heard the name of the last person to fold the laurel from the judge's mouth, it was Mo Li!

As soon as her eyebrows and eyes relaxed, a smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, it seems that Mo Li is planning to start slowly revealing mountain dew! Compared with the previous life, Moli's revealing speed seems to be a little earlier, but with Moli's temperament, it should be okay.

In the surprised eyes of many people, the judge quickly read out the poem made by Mo Li word by word, and this time, the exclamations were even more everywhere, no one thought that the concubine of the Mo Wangfu, who had always been unobtrusive, would have such talent.

"Good! A good one' when he walked into Jinxi City, he was drunk like mud for plum blossoms. Twenty miles of incense continues, Qingyang Palace to Huanhua Creek (1). ’”

Zhang Haocheng, who had not spoken up, was the first to speak out at this moment, looking at Mo Li with a complicated expression and saying: "Brother Mo is really hidden, and he can even think of using flowers as an intermediary to condense the most wonderful years of Zhou Lao's life into this plum blossom poem, so delicate and attentive, Zhang is ashamed of himself!" ”

"Brother Zhang has won the award, and I just rebelled for a while, and I just took a trick." Mo Li responded calmly and calmly.

"Even if it's a trick, only Brother Mo has taken this trick, and Li is also impressed!" Li Xinghua took the words with a smile, but his expression was not as complicated as Zhang Haocheng's, and he did not have as much reaction and surprise as others for Mo Li's blockbuster.

The atmosphere of the venue was lively again for a while because of the prominence of Mo Li without warning, and there were those who doubted, those who were amazed, those who discussed, and those who were stunned.

However, no matter what changes in the outside world, Moli remained the same as before, unaffected in the slightest.

Just when the quyi masters appeared on the stage and began to compose and interpret the music on the spot, the original manuscript of the ten songs that had been sent to Zhou Lao for evaluation soon had the final result.

Mo Li really became the most eye-catching focus of today's poetry meeting again, and was named the first name of this poetry meeting by Zhou Lao. The person who spoke on his behalf also conveyed the reason for Zhou Lao's assessment.

The topic was set by Zhou Lao, who not only liked plum blossoms very much, but also formed a lot of fate with plum blossoms in his life. The poem of Mo Li uses plum blossoms as the medium, condensing the most unforgettable and wonderful time in his life into four lines of poetry, and such fables and novelties have naturally been affirmed by Zhou Lao.

The final result has just been announced, and everyone is in an uproar again, and the amazement and discussion of Mo Li, who has overwhelmed all talents, has once again reached a new height and heat.

And Mo Li's calm and calm general demeanor from beginning to end is also extremely impressive, until Mo Li went to meet Zhou Lao, the focus of everyone's shock and discussion at the poetry meeting was naturally focused on him, the concubine of Mowang's mansion who suddenly became a blockbuster.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, the first name assessed by Elder Zhou this time is Mo Li, the concubine of the Mo Palace." At this moment, in the pavilion, the palace attendants bowed to the prince very cautiously: "Your Highness, your poem should actually be the best among the ten laurel works, that Mo Li is just playing some tricks and voting for Zhou Lao's favor, in fact, the slave feels that Mo Li's level can't ...... with Your Highness at all."

"Enough, no more. If you lose, you lose, and this prince doesn't need you to find so many reasons! The prince's face was obviously displeased, his eyes looked directly at the poetry club, and his tone was not good: "When did the Mowang Mansion have such a concubine?" Why haven't you heard it before? ”

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Note: (1) From Lu You's "Plum Blossom Quatrain". (To be continued......)