"Wechen has seen the queen mother, the queen mother Jin An." Liang Xufeng saw the red clothes from a distance, and walked firmly and chicly Shangguan Xin'er, "Niangniang hasn't seen her for a few days, and she is even more radiant, it seems that the roast duck has contributed a lot." Liang Xufeng smiled, placed one hand behind him, and fanned the fan with the other.

"Don't bother Lord Liang, this palace has always been like this, but your lordship has a lot of opportunities, you should eat a roast duck to make up for it, otherwise the people of your Liang Kingdom saw Lord Liang tonight, and thought that your lord had been wronged in our Cold Moon Country." After speaking, he went straight forward, not giving Liang Xufeng a chance to return the favor.

Liang Xufeng, who had never eaten deflated, stopped in place, looked at Shangguan Xin'er who was walking away, waved his hand, and the corners of his mouth rose.

"Yo, who was I at the time, it turned out to be the grounded queen mother." Feng Zhaoxia deliberately aggravated the word "grounding". "Without the emperor's permission, it is a felony to leave the palace without permission."

Looking at the wind in front of him who was wearing heavy makeup and scarlet clothes but was still arrogant, Zhao Qiujin smiled with a smile, "Yes, it is the queen who can wear red clothes in this palace, oh yo, my sister's scarlet clothes are good, they are good materials, and the workmanship is also excellent, but unfortunately the scarlet sister's complexion is not good, like a serious illness has just recovered." ”

Feng Zhaoxia was so angry that her mind was blank, and she just wanted to go up and fan Shangguan Xin'er to death, but the surrounding situation did not allow her to have a seizure, so she sneered and stomped her feet, turned around and left.

Zhao Qiujin sat down at the table, making Leng Lingzhe's eyes light up, Shangguan Xin'er in front of her had a good face, bright eyes and bright teeth, shining brightly, wearing a red dress to make her face ruddy, and her demeanor was talking and laughing, completely missing the previous submissiveness, replaced by cunning and self-confidence.

Everyone saluted, Leng Lingzhe sat down next to Shangguan Xin'er, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Zhao Qiujin in front of him, and lost his mind.

"Your Majesty, are your eyes in the stones? Why didn't it move? Zhao Qiujin waved his hand at Leng Lingzhe in front of him, trying to see if he fell asleep with his eyes open.

Leng Lingzhe heard a black line, "The queen should take care of yourself, if you lose the competition later, I want you to look good!" ”

"The concubine has an order." Zhao Qiujin pursed his lips.

The banquet officially began, first a few singing and dancing performances, Zhao Qiujin watched while eating, and was very happy, "This is a living ancient live song and dance show, if this is written as an autobiography and passed on to modern times, it won't be too cool." ”

Looking at the woman who was not under the slightest pressure and was still eating and drinking, Leng Lingzhe really couldn't figure out what medicine Zhao Qiujin bought in the gourd, it was rumored that Shangguan Xin'er was not good at writing and ink, could it be that he was secretly trained?

Zhao Qiujin glanced at Leng Lingzhe with his afterglow, turned his head and smiled at him, "The emperor must remember our agreement." ”

"I only look at the results." Leng Lingzhe said coldly.

"When the time comes, let's start with the text meeting friends, and invite the guests of Liang Guo to play."

The voice fell, and I saw a middle-aged man with a beard and a slightly fat figure come to the stage, "See the emperor, Han Moli in the lower Liang country." ”

Zhao Qiujin let out a low laugh with a "poof", "A straight strong man is actually called Jasmine, hahahaha, Jasmine." ”

"Niangniang, Mr. Han is a famous literary master in Liang Kingdom, how good are you to him." Ling'er was anxious.

"It's okay, it's okay, relax, jasmine tea is delicious."

"Your country's proposal to meet friends in writing is good, my queen, she has been quick to think since she was a child, and the two of you can learn from each other."

Leng Lingzhe thought to himself, let a woman who does not go out of the palace compete with Liang Guo's literary masters, firstly, to show my great country's bearing, and secondly, to use this as an excuse to make that woman look good.

Zhao Qiujin came on the field dignifiedly, "May I ask Mr. Han, how is the comparison?" ”

Han Moli was unhappy when he saw that Leng Yueguo actually asked a woman to come out to compete with him, but he couldn't say anything, "Today's full moon night, why don't you make three songs each with the moon as the theme, how about it?" ”

"What Mr. Han said is very true, the palace agrees, come here, put pen and paper."

"This jasmine really looks down on people, the moon is simple, the ancient and modern Chinese and foreign poems about the moon have gone to the sea, Lao Tzu and I have it at my fingertips." Zhao Qiujin saw Han Moli's look of looking down on people with eyes above the top, and slandered in his heart.

When the pen, ink and paper came up, he picked up the thick pen and began to wave like rain.

In less than half a pillar of incense, the two of them wrote it, and the maids picked it up and displayed it, and everyone couldn't help but praise Han Moli's poems again and again, "Mr. Han is worthy of being the mainstay of the Liang country's literary circles, and his words are old and exquisite. ”

Let's take a look at Zhao Qiujin's again, written in the cursive of the indulgent run:

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together.

I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle.

Everyone sighed: "Wonderful, wonderful, if it weren't for the immortals, it would never be possible to write such a sentence!" ”

"The people of today do not see the ancient times and the moon, but the present month once looked like the ancients. Absolutely. ”

When I looked at another painting, I wrote it in a line: "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky?" I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight, I want to ride the wind back, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold, dance to figure out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world... ”

Everyone was amazed by the sentence "The moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have joys and sorrows." "Impressed.

Han Moli's poem has "Su Yue rises out of the mountains", and Zhao Qiujin's poem has a sentence "The moon is born on the sea". And when you look closely, Zhao Qiujin's three ink treasures are not only poems for the ages, but also vigorous and powerful, smooth writing, and the text structure is also quite exquisite.

The result of the game is obvious, "In the five-body throwing that is lost, the queen is really brilliant." Han Moli saluted.

"Where, Mr. Han has an overreputation, and this palace is just a whim."

"I am fortunate to be able to compare literary talents with Niangniang in my lifetime, and I hope that Niangniang can meet her next wish." Han Moli suddenly knelt down towards Shangguan Xin'er.

"Mr. Han has something to say, so he doesn't have to make this big gift."

"I want to ask the queen for that ink treasure."

"Hey, I thought it was a big deal, if you like it, I'll send it to you."

"I am grateful for it, and I will never forget it in this life." , Han Moli thanked again and again, and his face was immediately filled with an unconcealable smile. It's like a child who buys a new toy. The literati thing is so simple, you are only eight buckets, I only have one bucket, I am obedient to you, respect you.

"Then the queen mother, can I still ask you for advice when I have a chance in the future?" Han Moli looked sincere.

"Well,,, theoretically possible, if the objective environment allows." Zhao Qiujin glanced at Liang Xufeng, who was drinking.

Liang Xufeng stood up knowingly, "I heard that the queen mother was grounded in Fengyi Palace, Mr. Han is afraid that he will not be able to ask for advice." ”

"Ah, this is the regret of the world." Han Moli sighed.