The prince invited her to go with her, but how dare Yu Rui disobey the order, and followed in shock.

The prince is not happy, will he be angry with her?

In the Mandarin Pavilion, the results have been known, and everyone unanimously selected five finalists, but the rankings have not been decided. The leader should naturally be drawn up by Prince Yuanchen and the adults.

Yuan Chen returned to the main seat, and the lords of the country came forward, "The inferior rank will select five excellent works, please read and decide." ”

Yuan Chen narrowed his eyes and asked, "Ladies and gentlemen, do you have any unanimous recommendations?" Just bring it to Hongu! ”

"Liyang Lu's disciple Wenhua Pavilion Guan Fu," the prince of the country arched his hand and said, "Sprinkle hundreds of words, every word is beady, express your heart, Feng Mingjun, can be an example!" ”

"Oh?"

Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows, "Submit it!" ”

The priest hurriedly unfolded the poem scroll and presented it to Yuan Chen.

Yuan Chen fixed his eyes and looked at it, this article is powerful, and the title is 'Wenhua Pavilion View Ceremony',

"Liyang Beizi Yao Zong, Confucianism and respectfulness, Wenhua Pavilion stayed to worship the minister, and Feng Yi turned calm when he came,"

Yuan Chen nodded secretly, although he was a concubine with lofty ambitions, it was rare to have a firm mind.

Yuan Chen looked down further, starting from the Wenhua Pavilion Palace, writing that the Yellow Emperor unified all departments, sowed hundreds of grains and plants, made clothes and crowns, built boats and cars, developed production, and wrote about the customs of Dayong, throughout the ancient and modern, and dabbled in current affairs.

Finally, "cherish things and love the people, the Yellow Emperor respects the ancestors." Under the command of Ming Jun, he will be benevolent and benevolent, and live up to the heart of the teacher. ”

The whole article is sprinkled, and finally shows the determination to serve the country, which is wonderful!

Yuan Chen stroked the scroll of poetry and groaned, he was quite ambitious in this life, and it would be better if he knew the art of work and arithmetic.

Yuan Chen raised his eyes, "Your Excellency really has good eyesight, and you have selected such outstanding talents from a group of students. Well, this palace and all the adults have the same opinion, and they are allowed to be the first in the volume of poetry in this life. ”

"Weichen takes the order!"

The sacrificial wine received the prince's order, walked to the front of the hall, and announced loudly: "The leader of the poetry volume of this poetry society, Liyang people's family, Lu Yi!" ”

Lu Yi, a student of Guozijian, stood in the hall with a straight back, his eyes were resolute and high-spirited, and he accepted everyone's congratulations.

Then, the Emperor Guozijian successively read out the ranking of the top five poetry scrolls.

Hearing the third place "Lu Shaoli", Lou Yurui, who was sitting in the ear room, was shocked.

She moved lightly and looked through the window.

Lu Shaoli was dressed in an indigo blue robe, with a silver silk moire trim on the neckline and cuffs, and he was also high-spirited and proud.

However, he is middle-aged and steady, and he is very abrupt among young talents.

It was at this poetry meeting that Lu Shaoli won the ranking, so that he was able to get close to the prince and gain the trust of the prince?

With Lu Shaoli's talent and strategy, if you want to become famous or become a leader, you should take action when you are young, why do you want to fight for a career in middle age?

In her previous life, she was blinded by glitz, and she didn't care about many people and things. Lu Shaoli worked hard to get close to the prince, not just to be a strategist.

Yurui was silent for a while, and felt more and more unable to understand.

At this time, the hall was boiling, and no one would pay attention to her. Jade Rui quietly walked out of the ear room, ready to leave here.

"Miss Yujiao, please stay!"

The prince looked back, happened to see her, and came up from behind, "Miss Yujiao, this palace is neglecting today." The girl is known as a talented woman, and it coincides with the poetry meeting, so why not write a poem to add flowers to the poetry meeting? ”

Both talented and talented women boast of being extraordinary, especially the lack of opportunities for talented women to perform.

But she's not Yujiao!

Poetry? Be your head!

It's really a pot that can't be opened! Yurui felt that cold sweat broke out in her spine after she felt it.

This girl can walk the rivers and lakes, she dares to break into the Qinglou, and she can fight hard with people in the dark,...... Poetry? Won't it be too hard for? She regretted it and should have left earlier.

Jade Rui was on the verge of collapse. She is "Jade Jiao" at this time, if she blindly shirks and doesn't say three, five or six, wouldn't she not give the prince face? If she is forced to compose poetry, will the little ink in her belly not smear Miss Yan's face?

Besides, she is a person from the Lou Mansion, and she can't lose the momentum of the Guogong Mansion!

"Your Highness commanded, the courtiers did not dare to disobey,"

Yu Rui lowered her eyes, and she couldn't help but say, she always had to deal with it. She raised her eyes, very humble, "Literary event, there are a lot of university questions here, today, it should be the home of the students, how dare the courtiers continue to mink in this dog's tail, annoying everyone?" ”

"The jade girl has become a chapter of export, and we have been famous for a long time,......"

Lu Shaoli raised his head and walked over to answer, "Today, we are really lucky to see the girl's demeanor!" If so, if you can listen to the girl's elegance again, today will be complete. ”

This guy is so annoying, he speaks according to the prince's heart.

"......" Yurui has a lawsuit in her head, and I don't know what to say. She lifted her eyes and glanced at Feichi.

The man didn't seem to see it, his eyes looked at the top of Wenhua Pavilion, and he didn't know what he was thinking?

"Ladies and gentlemen," Yu Rui smiled, "today's grand event, the little lady has seen your demeanor, and you are full of words, but I admire them. Today, the little girl bows to all of you poetry and literature, how dare she get an axe in front of you? ”

"Hey, it's okay!"

Xie Lingke won the seventh place in the poetry volume, and even he didn't expect that as soon as he was happy, he couldn't hold back his words.

"Miss Lou's literary brilliance has long been heard of by contemptible people. It is said that many men are inferior. How fortunate I am to hear Yayin! ”

Xie Lingke came to a divine mending knife?

This guy is nasty, don't say it, no one treats you as a dumb person!

No, how to get out?

Yu Rui's eyes turned and she had a plan, "Today's home of all talents, the little girl of Yujiao, how can she compete with you?" The little girl has recently learned painting, and she is willing to use her carving skills to make everyone laugh, how about it? ”

hehe

Miss Yujiao doesn't write poetry, she wants to paint?

Everyone felt surprised, and stroked their palms and said, "Wonderful! We'll see! ”

Yu Rui likes to paint in her spare time, especially gongbi painting, and likes to be hearty in the end.

In front of everyone's eyes, a heavily colored ink painting appeared in front of them.

The flowers of the fine brush white drawing, or stretching or blooming, the subtle changes are endless, the flowers are colorless, but they are rich and ingenious, delicate and refined, and the pen is like a light cloud flowing, such as the flowing water of the clouds is smooth and not sluggish.

Jade Rui thought about it, and added another tree, a bitter cicada on the tree,......

"Yingying upstairs girl, Jiaojiao is the window, E'e red and pink makeup, slender hands," the prince stroked his palm and applauded, "The jade girl is very affectionate, the poetry is well done, and the danqing is also perfect......"

"The bitter cicadas are waiting for the summer half of the branches, and the cherries are smiling on the third day of spring, such a painting environment, someone should have an inscription." Xie Lingke stroked his palm, he remembered something, and shouted loudly: "Brother Zihuan, Brother Zihuan......"

Fei Chi was outside the main hall, I don't know what happened here, I heard Xie Lingke call him, and hurriedly walked over, "Lingke, but something?" ”