Appreciating poetry and writing has always been Yan Zixi's weakness, when I used to study, the most annoying thing was to be asked by the Chinese teacher, stand up and let her analyze the text, I didn't expect that in this era, I still can't escape similar appreciation and analysis.

No way...... If it's wrong, others will laugh at it even more.

Yan Zixi thought about it before and after, and finally made a decision.

She beckoned directly and called the maid holding the tray.

The maid walked over and asked respectfully, "Princess Xiao, what's the matter with you?" ”

"Oh, I'll abstain from that, I'll just admit defeat, I can't really write about appreciating anything." Saying that, Yan Zixi pulled out a vermilion hairpin on her head and put it on the tray.

Yan Zixi's actions immediately attracted ridicule and ridicule from the house.

"Oh, Princess Xiao, what's wrong? Why don't you have the same line of poetry? ”

"Shhh......h

"Cut, can't you say it yet? If she can't find poetry, she won't appreciate it, I really don't know what she came to participate in the poetry meeting? ”

"That's it, the prince of the Zhenguo General's Mansion is a peerless general who fights in all directions, I can't imagine that I would marry such a talented girl, it's really unlucky!"

"I see, let's take a break quickly! How can such a talentless and virtuous folk wild girl be qualified to be a princess?! ”

Listening to everyone's discussions, Yan Zixi's face was as red as blood, her hands were clenched into her fists, and her nails were almost sunk deep in the flesh.

Mrs. Xiao, who was sitting next to her, showed a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and she had silently memorized all these words in her heart, and when she returned to the General's Mansion, she must tell her son who was confused.

The chief lady didn't give a good face, and she also said jokingly there.

"Is the new princess of the General's Mansion such a good person?"

Xia Guiren listened, glanced at Yan Zixi with a worried face, and wanted to help her say a few words.

"Sister Shufei, it is the first time for Princess Xiao to participate in this kind of poetry meeting, I am nervous, I am not very adaptable, and I am a little panicked......"

"Sister Xia, what do you mean by that? Are you questioning Hongu's vision? Can't you see that Princess Xiao is completely ignorant of poetry and scriptures? Concubine Niangniang deliberately raised her voice, as if she was looking for Xia Guiren's stubble.

Concubine Niangniang has always been favored in the palace, and even the queen may not be able to compete with her. And the only threat to her is this Xia Guiren, when she lived in the palace before, the emperor would rather snub her than go to Xia Guiren, which has long attracted the resentment of Concubine Shu.

Even if Xia Guiren has moved out of the palace now, the emperor still goes out of the palace to find her every once in a while, which really makes her jealous, so she is also embarrassed by Xia Guiren everywhere.

Xia Guiren knew this, so he didn't dare to disobey Concubine Shu, and quickly apologized in his mouth.

"Sister Shufei, you misunderstood, my sister has no such intention. My sister got acquainted with Princess Xiao and knew that she still had some research on poetry. Today, I just watched Princess Xiao play abnormally, and I couldn't help but say a few words for her, and asked Concubine Shu Niangniang for your forgiveness. ”

A sneer tugged at the corner of Concubine Niangniang's mouth, and she waved her hand, "That's it." The appreciation of this palace has been written, and this is dedicated to ugliness, read it to the sisters! ”

As she spoke, the lady stood up and read out her appreciation of the calligraphy, painting, and poems hanging on it.

Although Yan Zixi didn't understand, she also heard that the tasting rhetoric written by Concubine Shuniang was gorgeous, odd and even, scattered and interactive, long and short combined, integrating narration, description, and discussion, and the whole text was full of literary brilliance.

As soon as the words were finished, it attracted a full house!

"The lady lady is really amazing! I am ashamed to be able to write so gorgeously after a tasting! ”

"That's it! Alas, I'm too embarrassed to read out what I wrote, and it seems that this round is a lost one. ”

"Yes, Concubine Shuniang is talented, I'm afraid that the entire Daxiao Dynasty can't find a second talented girl who can stand out!"

Listening to the praise in the hall, Concubine Shuniang was very satisfied, and the corner of her eyes fell on Xia Guiren, and then asked.

"Sister Xia, you've finished writing your tasting, right? Why don't you read it out and let everyone hear it? ”

When Xia Guiren heard this, he immediately replied: "My sister's clumsy work is really difficult to get into the hall of elegance, can Yingying's fire compete with Haoyue?" Sister Shufei, I also admit defeat in this round. ”

Saying that, Xia Guiren also took off one of his jewelry and put it on the plate.

Everyone saw that Xia Guiren had admitted defeat, and they also followed suit and donated their own jewelry, which could be regarded as admitting defeat.

When Yan Zixi saw this scene, she was annoyed in her heart.

"Huh? Why did you all throw in the towel? If I had known, I would have thrown in the towel later......"

In the second round, in addition to the lady concubine, the ladies and daughters in the hall all admitted defeat and donated their jewelry. 2k

After the end of the second round of the poetry meeting, Xiao Niangniang ordered her subordinates to send some snacks and pastries to everyone, and when the rest was almost over, it was announced that the third round of the poetry meeting began.

"The third round is improvisation, and in the time of a stick of incense, everyone can write poems as long as they are their own original works. Because we will select some excellent poems from the poems you wrote and compile them into the "Da Xiao Poetry Collection", it must be original, everyone understands, right? ”

Everyone nodded their heads to show their understanding, and then the third round of the poetry meeting officially kicked off.

The ladies and concubines, ladies, and princesses in the hall showed their talents one after another, and their thoughts were like springs, and they wrote out one after another wonderful words and poems, pushing the whole poetry meeting to a climax.

Concubine Niangniang wrote seven seven-character poems in one go, becoming the person who wrote the most poems present, and each of her poems was extremely neat and smart, and it was catchy to read, which made people admire.

They were followed by Xia Gui and Mrs. Xiao, both of whom wrote five poems, and most of the remaining ones only wrote about two or three poems in the time of a stick of incense, and only one person did not even finish a complete poem.

That person was none other than Yan Zixi.

It's not that Yan Zixi can't write, it's just that this brush is too difficult to write, and the paper given is very small, so it's good to be able to write two words per piece of her handwriting.

Murong Qianqian walked over with the three poems she had written, and when she saw that Yan Zixi's desk was full of papers with huge words written on them, Murong Qianqian immediately sneered.

"Princess Xiao, are you practicing calligraphy here?"

Murong Qianqian's words immediately caused laughter, and everyone came over to watch the excitement.

When they saw Murong Qianqian's crooked and ugly handwriting, they also leaned back and turned back with laughter, and the voices of disdain and ridicule came and went.

Murong Qianqian listened to everyone's ridicule, and deliberately pretended to help Yan Zixi say good things: "Don't laugh, Princess Xiao is from the folk after all, it's good to know these words, isn't it embarrassing for her to let her write poems?" Hahahaha......"

Mrs. Xiao had a gloomy face, watching the show from the side, and she didn't have the slightest intention of speaking for Yan Zixi.

It was Xia Guiren who came over and helped Yan Zixi explain, "Today is a poetry meeting, compared to poems, not words, what are you ridiculous about?" ”

Saying that, Xia Guiren comforted Yan Zixi a few words, then patted her shoulder again, and said to her: "Zixi, in this way, you don't have to write, just read the poems you created with your mouth, and I will help you write and record!" ”

"Xia Niangniang, thank you...... Thank you ......."

"It's okay, Zixi, don't be nervous, just read out everything you prepared."

"Okay, then bother Xia Niangniang to record for Zixi."

After speaking, Yan Zixi thought about it for a while, and then had an idea in her heart, let's first come to a few Li Bai's poems to save face.

Thinking of this, Yan Zixi cleared her throat and slowly read out the poem she "composed" while pacing in the hall.

"The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river. The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

After a chant, everyone in the hall was dumbfounded.

Even the lady concubine was stunned for a moment, and then she quickly put down the teacup in her hand, got up and walked over.

glanced down at the poem that Xia Guiren recorded for Yan Zixi, and there was already a hint of surprise in his beautiful eyes.

"Good poetry! The majestic incense burner peak is hidden in the clouds and mist, and the waterfall is like flowing straight down from the clouds, falling into the sky, which is naturally associated with the Milky Way falling from the sky. The poem is a very successful use of metaphor, exaggeration and imagination, with a peculiar conception and vivid language! It's a wonderful poem! ”

Hearing that the concubines and concubines gave this poem a very high evaluation, everyone followed along and praised it.

"Princess Xiao is talented and beautiful, which is admirable!"

"Like, what did I just say? There is no one more suitable for the position of general's wife than Princess Xiao! ”

Mrs. Xiao's eyes also widened, and she was stunned in place like petrification, looking at Yan Zixi in front of her with an incredulous face.

Yan Zixi, who obviously can't even match her own sentence, why can she write such a wonderful poem?

Murong Qianqian was even more angry and her face turned green, she was unwilling, and immediately stepped forward to compete with Yan Zixi.

"Princess Xiao, Qianqian is not talented, I want to ask you for a few songs, I don't know if Princess Xiao is willing?"

"Since the county lord of Qianqian has this intention, this princess is willing to accompany him."

"Good!"

Murong Qianqian gritted her teeth, and then read out a poem she had written.

Her poems are naturally inferior to Yan Zixi, but Concubine Shuniang felt that Yan Zixi's poem might have been plagiarized there, and deliberately improved Murong Qianqian's poetry evaluation.

"Yan Zixi, right? It's your turn. Concubine Shuniang smiled coldly, looked at Yan Zixi and said.