Chapter 102 - Selecting Talents to Establish Prestige (7)

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Shizuka's movements were really slow, but Yang Tong didn't scold, Li Xuanba didn't urge, and even Cai Xianjiu squinted slightly, and Quan Dang didn't see anything.

Ming Yi also squinted his eyes, however, his eyes were obviously different from Cai Xianjiu, and soon someone would understand and ask Qin Yang to go over to help Shizuka polish the ink.

Since you want to stall in this way, then we have everything ready for you to see what excuses you can come up with.

Shizuka's eyes were a little hollow, she held her cheek with one hand, tilted her head, frowned, and didn't know what she was thinking. Li Xuanba watched Shizuka's movements from a distance, and secretly stayed together for a long time, and sure enough, he would develop some of the same habits. So, he also held his cheeks, watched the blue sky and white clouds start, and his fingers tapped on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

Qin Yang quickly sharpened the ink, Cai Xianjiu took a deep breath, and said: "Your Majesty is drinking, the first course is about wine, you start!" ”

Everyone pondered for a while, and soon started to write, Shizuka didn't seem to have come back to her senses, and still knelt there in a daze.

Time passed slowly, someone had already put down the pen, and when they saw that Shizuka didn't even hold the pen, they couldn't hold back their pride, and the scene became a little noisy.

Shizuka heard the commotion, her brows furrowed deeper, her expression looked extremely tangled, she glanced at Li Xuanba, but saw that Li Xuanba didn't look at this side at all, so she turned her eyes to Qin Yang who was anxious beside her, her eyes were full of doubts, as if asking: Why are you still staying here?

Qin Yang originally thought that a weak woman had been pushed out to suffer, but he still felt pity in his heart, and when Shizuka looked at him like this, he suddenly became uncomfortable. He quietly moved his body backwards, looking left and right.

Shizuka began to take the pen, dip the ink, put down the pen, a few simple actions, Shizuka did it very slowly and seriously, and then when she wrote, the movements suddenly became faster.

"The hour has come!" Cai sacrificial wine is very strict. There was no bias, even if he saw Shizuka holding the pen and pausing in mid-air, the tangled color on his face was even stronger.

Several eunuchs quickly gathered everyone's answers and presented them to the doctors of Guozijian, and the three doctors of Guozijian buried their heads in selection, discussing a few times from time to time, and occasionally let out an exclamation.

Cai Xianjiu didn't care about the movements of the few national eunuchs behind him, he stretched out a hand and felt the breeze on his face: "The second one is about the wind." There are still no restrictions on the rest. ”

There was a thud in the square, and Qiu Xiang was stunned for a while, as before, before she put down her pen.

"The third question, composing poems with clouds."

"Fourth, it is enough to include the word 'spring' in the poem."

"The fifth question, the poem contains the artistic conception of longing."

"Lord Sacrificial Wine, it's not early. Five questions are enough to determine the winner and loser. Someone saw that Cai Xijiu wanted to continue, and hurriedly reminded him. They can't wait to see the results. In other words, they want to see Li Xuanba's incomplete appearance.

Cai Saijiu didn't say anything, looked back at Yang Tong, Yang Tong nodded, signaling that it was almost over, and Cai Saijiu bowed. Step back to the side.

The foreheads of the three doctors of the country were already oozing with sweat, and the weather was suitable at this time, not hot, so it could be seen how anxious they were.

Half an hour later, a doctor had five sheets of rice paper in his hand. Respectfully handed it to Yang Tong.

"Your Majesty, Weichen suddenly felt a little unfair." Yang Tong was just about to look at it, but Li Xuanba, who had been silent, suddenly said in a panic: "Shizuka has only one person, but they have nearly a hundred people, with one enemy and one hundred, how to tell the winner?" ”

Why did you go earlier? Ming Yi scolded in his heart, and his eyelids raised.

"The wine lord has five questions, as long as Shizuka Lady has a poem that is better than me, we are willing to admit defeat." One of the children of the scholar clan stood up and bowed, and the others nodded in agreement, they really didn't want to be excused by Li Xuanba again.

The literati were very arrogant and conceited, and Li Xuanba suddenly felt that he liked the temper of these people, so he smiled at those scholars and stopped squeaking.

Yang Tong flipped through the five pieces of rice paper and handed them to a eunuch beside him.

"After the selection of the doctors of Guozijian, the best poems are already in the hands of the old slave." The old eunuch held a few pieces of rice paper, walked to the edge of the steps, and said sharply: "The first question is about wine, and the best poem is: Draw a knife and cut off the water, the water will flow more, and raise a glass to eliminate sorrow and sorrow." ”

"The second question is about the wind, and the best poem is: The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me."

"The third question is about clouds, and the best verses are: Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon."

"The fourth question, the poem should contain the word 'spring', and the best verse is: The spring silkworm dies to the end, and the wax torch turns to ashes and tears begin to dry."

"The final result of the last question is: the belt gradually widens and does not regret it, and it makes people haggard for Yi."

"Who wrote the above verses, please stand up and accept your majesty's reward." After reading the poem, the eunuch said with a smile.

When the eunuch read the poem in a shrill voice, the children of the scholar clan sighed and asked the people around them, only Shizuka sat there quietly, and the expression on her face changed from apprehension to relaxation. Perhaps it was because she was so relaxed that she forgot to get up.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please stand up." Seeing that no one got up, the old eunuch was embarrassed for a moment, and then with a smile on his face, he urged.

Shizuka finally reacted and slowly stood up, her delicate face covered with a flush comparable to that of a sunset.

Seeing Shizuka get up, the faces of those scholars became extremely ugly, and they looked left and right, hoping that someone would stand up and tell everyone that none of those poems belonged to Shizuka.

Mingyi's face also turned red, but it was not a blush, but a red from the limit of annoyance.

"What about the others?" The old eunuch's face was not good-looking, in front of Yang Tong, he called twice, and someone dared not to get up: "If you don't get up again, you should give up Your Majesty's reward!" ”

Those scholar disciples became even more noisy, looking around nervously.

"Father-in-law, those are all done by slaves and maids." Shizuka whispered, her voice was weak, and only Qin Yang, who was very close to him, heard it, and couldn't help but open her mouth wide and drop her jaw in shock. His gaze paused on Shizuka for a moment, then he looked at the father-in-law who stretched out his arm and pointed at Shizuka tremblingly.

"Shizuka lady, dare to ask which sentences are from you?" Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, the eunuch walked up to Shizuka and asked with a smile. Although Shizuka is just a servant girl, the relationship between him and Li Xuanba, the eunuch still has heard of it, how dare he speak loudly in front of Shizuka.

"Back to my father-in-law's words, they were all made by slaves and maids." Shizuka's face turned even redder, and even the roots behind her ears were flushed.

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