Chapter 100 retreats to the next best thing, the poetry competition
Wen Xian'an pursed the corners of her mouth, she couldn't be in the limelight at this time, smiled indifferently, and said softly: "Miss Lin is too famous, how can I compare to Miss Gu at this time, or don't be ugly." ”
There was a sigh of embarrassment everywhere, a trace of pride flashed in Wen Xiaoxiao's eyes, Lin Xinyi pursed her mouth, and said sarcastically: "Miss Wen is not self-proclaimed and disdainful of us. ”
At a young age, these words were aggressive, Wen Xian'an shook his head secretly, endured it, and sighed: "Where to say, Xian'an is indeed not as good as Miss Changle." ”
"Okay, Xinyi, since Miss Wen is unwilling, we don't have to force it."
Gu Changle opened his mouth leisurely, although Lin Xinyi was unwilling, she had no choice but to do it.
Wen Xian'an secretly breathed a sigh of relief, this article should be regarded as over.
The so-called tea party naturally revolves around the aspect of talent, and today it is mainly about poetry.
Next, it is the most common round of poems, the rules are very simple, come up with a topic, according to the way of drawing lots, select a person, and make a complete poem in the time of half a stick of incense, which seems very difficult, but for Gu Changle, who regards poetry as a commonplace, it is a very common thing, not enough to mention.
If the other party is unable to compose a poem within the allotted time, he must drink all the fruit wine in the cup, which is commonly known as self-punishment.
Except for a few young ladies, the rest of the cadres were involved, including Wen Xian'an.
For this boring thing of poetry, she naturally couldn't arouse her interest, staring at the fruit wine in the cup in a daze.
"Knock knock-" A burst of gongs and drums pulled Wen Xian'an's thoughts back, and following the sound, Lin Xinyi stood in the center of the platform, holding a gong in her hand, and said: "This poetry will be presided over by Xinyi, so please prepare for the young ladies and write a poem with the theme of this stream." ”
Clapped his hands, a few small servants carried a huge stove and placed it in the center of the platform, Lin Xinyi took a pillar of incense, lit it on the top of the incense with a fire fold, and then firmly inserted it in the ashes.
Glancing at Wen Xian'an on the side, a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, the two collided with each other, Wen Xian'an frowned, presided over by Lin Xinyi, her situation may not be optimistic after a while!
"In order to ensure fairness, we use the method of drawing lots, and all the names of the young ladies are in this tray."
The maid on the side took a tray, lowered her head, and stood respectfully beside Lin Xinyi, Lin Xinyi looked straight ahead, her right hand reached into the tray, and the eyes of the ladies stared at the tray tightly.
In addition to worry and expectation in her eyes, Lin Xinyi looked at Wen Xian'an not far away, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, the two looked at each other, Wen Xian'an panicked, and a trace of unhappiness flashed in her eyes.
"Then the first lady is Wen Xian'an."
Sure enough, in the next second, Lin Xinyi's voice sounded, holding the open note in her hand, and all the young ladies breathed a sigh of relief, many of them watched the show, such as Wen Xiaoxiao.
Wen Xian'an's pupils shrank, and on the surface he was unmoved, Lin Xinsheng rolled his eyebrows, smiled softly, and said pretendedly: "This incense is starting to burn, please Miss Wen don't let us down!" ”
Wen Xian'an smiled faintly, but did not speak, Lin Xinyi snorted coldly, looked at the burning incense, what is cold, you will not be able to laugh later.
Wen Xian'an was not in a hurry at all, and still sat steadily, because she didn't plan to compose poetry at all, after all, this edge still had to be covered.
Xu Nianchun on the side cast a worried gaze, Wen Xian'an blinked, shook his head secretly, Xu Nianchun's eyes looked at the incense in the furnace, suddenly, his pupils shrank suddenly, his face turned pale, he reached out to look at Wen Xian'an's sleeve, lowered his voice and said: "Xian'an, look at the incense, there seems to be a problem." ”
As soon as Xu Nianchun said this, Wen Xian'an focused his eyes on the incense burner
The green smoke that was clearly visible to the naked eye rose into the sky, but the speed at which this incense burned seemed to be a little too fast, Wen Xian'an hooked the corners of his mouth, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he murmured in a low voice: "No wonder!" ”
The process of making incense pillars is not complicated, but if other sundries are added to this incense pillar, it will accelerate the speed of incense burning, and it will take less than a while, and the incense will gradually bottom out at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It's just that her abacus seems to have been wrong, Wen Xian'an smiled, because she didn't plan to compose poetry in the first place, but it was in vain for her effort.
"Knock knock-" The sound of gongs and drums sounded, Lin Xinyi smiled and said, "Miss Wen, please." ”
Wen Xian'an got up slowly, tidied up her skirt, picked up the wine glass on the table, drank it all, wiped the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, and said, "Forgive Xian'an for being incompetent, punish yourself for a glass." ”
Lin Xinyi snorted coldly, this was obviously what she expected, the corners of Xu Nianchun's mouth twitched, this is what you call "method". Before the enemy moved, he took the initiative to admit defeat.
"Since Miss Wen took the initiative to admit defeat, there is Changle over there to write a poem instead of Miss Wen."
She! Will you take the initiative to help her?
Although he didn't know why, Wen Xian'an just smiled, didn't say much, and returned to his seat, Gu Changle cleared his throat and said slowly: "The stream will not return to the bridge, and the boat is still leaning on a short penny. The friendship is like a mountain stream, no matter how the turmoil goes and comes. ”
"Papa-" Qi Yan took the lead in applauding, and everyone came back to their senses from the shock, clapping their palms together, and immediately discussed.
"She is worthy of being the first talented woman in the capital."
"I'm afraid I won't be able to learn this ability in my life."
"This Miss Changle is so good."
Of course, there is harm if there is comparison, on the other hand, Wen Xian'an's remarks are not so friendly.
"It's a shame that she's still the daughter of the prime minister, but I didn't expect it to be a waste material with little knowledge."
"I heard that His Majesty still intends to make her the crown princess of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"With her virtue, she is not worthy of lifting shoes for His Royal Highness the Prince."
Some rumors spread into Wen Xian'an's ears, the fist in his hand was squeezed and pinched, and Xu Nianchun said worriedly: "Xian'an, don't listen to their nonsense." ”
Wen Xian'an shook her head, she could still bear this gossip, patted Xu Nianchun's arm, and said softly: "It's okay, I don't care." ”
"Now that the first round has passed, let's start the second round, this time with Lin as the theme, so let's start drawing lots."
Lin Xinyi suddenly spoke, everyone quieted down, moved her hand in the tray, smiled at the corner of her mouth, unfolded the note in her hand, her eyes drooped, and said, "Oops! It's really unfortunate, this time it's Miss Wen. ”