"Mother, Rouge has just shined in the talent competition, with Rouge's ability, a short time of poetry competition will definitely get a good ranking, so eye-catching, but a little dazzling."

Rouge, who was about to participate in a poetry competition, discovered a terrible thing: all the people who studied and read were men, and what if this woman won the championship?

With this question, Rouge asked Zhou Rongyin again.

"Uncle, all the people who go to school in Taixue are men, if a woman wins the top three, is it a prize or an admission quota for Taixue? Wouldn't that mean nothing to these women? ”

The question of rouge has never been mentioned before, and some people may have thought of it, but I'm afraid no one will believe that a woman can get the top three.

Because of this, Zhou Rongyin couldn't answer Rouge's question.

"Rouge, my aunt can't say anything about this question, but my aunt wants to tell you one thing, if you want to participate in the poetry contest for a while, you can do it, but don't show your edge too much, so as not to make people jealous."

Rouge, who found that there were loopholes in this link of composing poetry, had an idea in his heart to fight for breath, so that this Huang Fuzi could tell himself what should happen if a woman won the top three, but her aunt's words were also thinking about herself.

"I know, aunt, I'll just deal with a few casual words in a while, it won't be too noticeable."

Originally, Liu thought that he would not be willing to say anything about Rouge's temperament, but now that he finds that Rouge is so obedient, he is also emotional, and Rouge has grown up.

However, although he promised Rongyin that he would not compete for the top three, this does not mean that Rouge will not ask for the prize of the yellow lady.

Rouge, who had made up his mind, stood up and walked towards Huang Fuzi.

Everyone looked at Rouge and wanted to know what Rouge was going to do.

The calm and relaxed Huang Fuzi looked at the young lady in front of him, and was a little unhappy, whose girl is this, how did she rush towards her.

Rouge walked up to Master Huang and saluted uprightly, and he couldn't find fault with the rules.

"Master Huang, I am the rouge of General Weiyuan's mansion, I don't understand something, I want to ask you for advice."

Huang Fuzi, who was still a little angry, changed his attitude when he heard that Rouge was the young lady of General Weiyuan's mansion, and he was full of smiles.

"You say, you say."

"Dare to ask Master, the poetry competition you just mentioned is not limited to men and women, they can participate, and the top three can go to Taixue to enroll."

"Yes, Miss Rouge wants to ask something, but it doesn't hurt to say it."

"Then I want to ask the master, what if a woman gets the top three, is it possible that a woman also wants to go to Taixue? Why don't women in the Great Zhou Dynasty go to school, is this a woman who wins the top three, and there will be no prizes? ”

Rouge's words were like a boulder falling into a pool of calm lake.

"This, this, naturally not, it's just that this chrysanthemum banquet has been held for so many years, and there has never been a woman who has won the top three, so..."

"So, you can ignore the woman's reward?"

Rouge's words are a bit aggressive, but in the end, no one objected, most of the people present were women, Rouge was standing up for them, even if they couldn't get the top three, they still hoped that men and women would be equal.

Some men wanted to speak, but they knew that it was rouge who was speaking, and they didn't want to open their mouths when they had just drawn a wonderful person with a good hand.

When Huang Fuzi was feeling embarrassed, Pang Yulang, who welcomed Huang Fuzi in, spoke up.

"Miss Rouge, no woman has been in the top three over the years, and I think this year is no exception, but Miss Rouge's question just now is also reasonable, and there should indeed be a woman's reward.

In this case, this chrysanthemum banquet is organized by my Pang Mansion, so I will say a few words. This woman who has been shortlisted for the top six can choose a favorite book in my Pang family's study, what does Miss Rouge think? ”

Rouge looked at Pang Yulang, who was sleek, and he had nothing to say.

He just smiled and spoke to Madame Pang, who was sitting on the main seat.

"Mrs. Pang, I don't know if the reward that Ling Gongzi said just now counts?"

Pang Li really felt sorry for the treasures in his family's library, but his son had already said that if he repented again, wouldn't he be left behind.

"That's nature, it counts."

After getting the answer he wanted, Rouge returned to his seat.

Huang Fuzi saw the rouge in front of him, and his face darkened.

Huang Fuzi is the master of Taixue, and he has always been respected for his high learning, even if he is the commander of Pang, he is also very polite to himself, and he has participated in the chrysanthemum banquet for so many years, and he has never encountered such a thing.

Rouge didn't know what Huang Fuzi thought in his heart, but even if Rouge knew, he wouldn't care.

Rouge, who has been pampered by the Zhao family since he was a child, has always been the best in education.

A master who is too learned, no matter how respectful others are, Rouge doesn't feel much, but he just feels that it's just that.

Since he was a child, he was specially invited by Zhao Changqing to teach Confucianism, and Rouge naturally looked down on people like Huang Fuzi and thought that a little knowledge would be great.

If Huang Fuzi knew that Rouge thought like this, he was afraid that he would be angry and vomit blood, there was no way, Rouge had arrogant capital.

After such a small episode, the poetry writing contest finally began.

Huang Fuzi wrote ten propositions, folded them, and put them in a tray.

The subordinate carried the tray in front of Pang Lee, and Pang Li drew three of them as the image of the three rounds of competition.

The most valuable identities present were Pang Li, Liu, Zhou Jingya and Rong Yin.

Pang Li would not extract it himself, so he asked his subordinates to bring the tray to Rong Yin and Liu.

Liu Shi stretched out his hand and drew one first, then Rong Yin also took one, and finally Zhou Jingya also took one.

In this way, the intentions of the three rounds have been drawn, and then it is Pang Li to decide the order.

After some drawing, it was finally decided that the first round would be the moon, the second round would be raindrops, and the third round would be autumn wind.

In this poetry competition, there were a lot of men participating, except for Zeng Hao, who was good friends with Chu Wentao, who did not participate, and all the men participated.

On the women's side, compared to the talent show just now, it seems to be crowded.

Special attention is paid to the teaching of women's singing and dancing, so that most women's literary talents only know a few words, can calculate a few accounts, and later marry into their husband's family, and can be in charge of the feed.

For example, there are only seven women who can participate in poetry competitions.

In addition to the five people who were connected to Rouge just now, there are only two people, Shen Yi'er, the eldest daughter of Shen Zixiu, who participated in Peizhou's politics, and Sun Xueying, the youngest daughter of Sun Cheng, who joined the army in Peizhou.

These two people are a little interesting, one of my father is in politics and the other is in the army, which can be regarded as an opponent.

Naturally, the daughters of these two are also competing in various ways.

The first round of the competition was based on the theme of the moon.

The man didn't say much, there were only a few who had good literary talent, and Pang Yulang's literary talent was really outstanding.

"When I first heard that there were no cicadas for the geese, the hundred-foot building was high and the water was in the sky.

The green girl Su'e is resistant to cold, and she fights Chanjuan in the frost in the middle of the month. ”

"This poem, for the border of Peizhou City, is really appropriate, it is a good poem."

Huang Fuzi boasted of being the most knowledgeable in the audience, and after listening to the poems made by several men, he highly praised Pang Yulang's "Frost Moon".

The next one is not particularly outstanding.

"Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling.

People in the deep forest don't know, and the bright moon comes to take pictures. ”

"Song Wuyang's poem has an excellent artistic conception, quiet and quiet, and it is also a good poem."

……

On the women's side, there are not many contestants, and naturally there are not many shots that can be taken.

Wang Mengqi's song "Silent Night Thoughts" is also a masterpiece.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown. ”

"Miss Wang's poem, although the words are simple, are also catchy, and the homesickness is well written."

Rouge just made a poem casually, and he asked Huang Fuzi what he said just now, if he hadn't passed the first round, I was afraid that many people would have to laugh at him secretly.

In the end, among the twelve people selected in the first round, eight men and four women, Wang Mengqi, Shen Yier, Sun Xueying and Rouge were the four.

Seeing that it was noon, the sun was a little bigger, although it was not so sunny, but it was still a little dazzling.

Seeing this, Mrs. Pang decided to stop first.

"Ladies and gentlemen, seeing that the sun is getting a little bigger, and it's time for lunch, I have prepared some thin wine, and I invite you to enjoy your faces, and go to the cold house to have some food. This is not the end of the poetry session, we will continue in the afternoon, what do you think? ”

Naturally, no one objected to Pang Lee's proposal.

Greet the maid and present the dish.

The dishes on the table are exquisite.

Rouge picked up the chopsticks and tasted a bite of braised pork, only to feel that it melted in his mouth, and it was extremely soft and glutinous.

Rouge has been a meatless lord since he was a child, and the cooks of the Zhao Mansion were all brought from the capital, what Rouge didn't expect was that the food in this Pang Mansion was comparable to that of the Zhao Mansion.

"Grandmother, aunt, the food in this Pang Mansion is still quite exquisite and delicious, and I am afraid that it is on par with our cooks."

In this Peizhou City, it is really not easy to have such a cook.

Rouge looked at Mrs. Pang's thick and round waist, and then at Pang Yulang's waist.

Co-authored the three mothers and sons of the Pang family, except for Pang Jingyi, who is thinner, the other two are still fat, and Pang Jingyi is also plump.

Liu and Zhou Rongyin had no appetite for the food in front of them, the food in this Pang Mansion was so exquisite, I don't know how this kind of treatment in this wasteland border city could be afforded by Pang Commander's salary on Weibo.

After eating, everyone walked around the yard again to eliminate food.

Rouge, who had eaten a full meal, was a little drowsy under the sun at the moment.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the second round to begin.

The image of this second round is like raindrops, which is actually a bit difficult to write.

The moon can be melancholy, it can be homesick, but the raindrops are just rattling, if it is into the poem, I am afraid it is not so easy.

The clouds are full of birds and the birds are extinguished, and the pond is cool and the dragon is fishy.

Drift obliquely to see the chess, sparse Wangshan Pavilion.

The sound of the forest leaves, the round text breaks the swamp ping.

Autumn is overcast, plain but dark. ”

Sun Xueying's song "Autumn Rain", as soon as the words fell, shocked the Quartet.

Huang Fuzi was also shocked by the girl in front of him with this song "Autumn Rain".

"Miss Sun's poem, written wonderfully, really wonderful, now it's autumn, this writing is really very appropriate for life, not false, not empty, good work."

Sun Xueying, who was praised, was extremely happy and glanced at Shen Yi'er triumphantly.

With Zhuyu in front, Rouge only needs to make a poem at will, and it will be brushed down.

"The early harvest is followed by the late green, and then the seedlings are planted and bloomed.

Who is the autumn wind is killed, and it is still in the rain in April. ”

Shen Yier, who was provoked by Sun Xueying, was not to be outdone, and the same song "Autumn Rain" also won everyone's praise.

After the second round, only two of the nine people left were women, and Rouge, with her own unremitting efforts, finally did not make it to the second round.