In the four Accords on the second floor, there are the four princes of Dongsheng, Yue Junkun and the national teacher Xiao Yuhan, the prince of Nanchen, Zong Zhengrui, the king of Xijin Yi, Sikong Yiche, and the eldest princess Sikong Lingshu, as well as Mu Wanyao of the Prime Minister's Mansion in Beiling......

Every time the flower poetry festival, some literati and writers from all over the world, talented and learned young ladies will take this opportunity to make their fame, and men can show their talents and be reused. A woman can get a good marriage. You must know that this flower poetry festival is also an opportunity for the imperial court to recruit talents, and many dignitaries and famous families will gather together. Even if it is everyone's ladies, they also abandon the so-called reserve and show their heads here.

Suddenly, with the passage of time, the flower poetry festival also opened its mysterious veil, and I saw that the atmosphere in the field suddenly rose. One after another, some people began to perform on stage, or inscribed poems in ink, or played and sang, showing their talents. Some people watch it with relish, while others are not interested.

"County Lord, the Flower Poetry Festival has begun." Ah Qing looked at Gong Qianmo, who was sleeping soundly, and said softly.

But Gong Qianmo suddenly heard it, so Ah Qing couldn't help but say again: "County Lord, if you don't get up, the prize will be won by someone else in a while." ”

As soon as these words came out, Gong Qianmo really sat up and said, "Who dares to rob the county lord?" "It looked like I was going to fight with someone.

Seeing this, Ah Qing smiled helplessly and said: "No one dares to rob the county lord, but if the county lord is late, this prize can only be given to others in vain." ”

Hearing this, Gong Qianmo hurriedly got out of bed at Aqing's waiting, then left the inner room and walked to the outer hall, only to see that King Chen, King An, Ye Jinli, Ming Ya, and Hua Ruolian were all here, and she was looking at her with a smile on her face at this time, she couldn't help blushing, embarrassed to turn away, walked to King Chen's side and then sat down and asked, "Fourth uncle, the Flower Poetry Festival has begun?" ”

"Sister Mo is really good to sleep!" Ming Ya, who was sitting opposite King Chen, opened her mouth and said, and smiled at Gong Qianmo after speaking.

"That's it, who can eat is blessed!" Gong Qianmo said proudly, not ashamed but proud!

Ming Ya nodded with deep understanding when she heard this, and said very agreeably: "Sister Mo is right, Ming Ya also wants to learn like Sister Mo and be a blessed person." ”

When Gong Qianmo heard this, he felt that he had taught the child badly, this girl didn't learn well, but she didn't learn good habits, Gong Qianmo realized that his habit was a bad habit at this time, it was rare!

The other people sighed speechlessly, and they didn't want to know Princess Mingya, and Mingya's maid was also ashamed.

Only King An laughed and said, "Little girl, Ming Ya wants to learn from you!" Hehe, I'm laughing to death. ”

Gong Qianmo kicked it directly, and King An didn't notice the pain and said, "Little girl, you are murdering your uncle!" ”

Gong Qianmo raised his eyebrows slightly, pursed his lips and said, "How dare you!" You're my own uncle, I can't be convicted of this great crime of rebellion and unfilial piety! ”

When King An heard this, he glared at her viciously, stopped speaking, and suffered in his heart, this girl was too unfilial.

King Chen Fu'er on the side smiled and said, "Okay, girl, don't pay attention to your third uncle, you see, the flower poetry festival has begun." ”

This seems to be saying to help King An, but a clear-eyed person can still hear it when he hears it, and King Chen is obviously gloating.

As soon as Gong Qianmo heard that the Flower Poetry Festival had begun, he ignored the others and looked towards the center of the stage......