Chapter 45: Writing Poetry
Tong Yan looked at the back of Miss Jiang leaving inexplicably, and wondered: Why does this Miss Jiang look at her like this, she has a good intention, so that others will not talk about whether Miss Jiang lost, but only about her talent, but Miss Jiang doesn't seem to appreciate it at all.
However, there is a lot of hope in front of it, and it is indeed a little painful to come back in the end.
Jiang Yao sat in her seat with her eyebrows raised, thinking that Princess An Le would complain about her, but she didn't expect An Le to look at her with pity and comfort: "It's okay, you're not bad, it's all because this Zhaoyang is too powerful, you can cast the dragon head in the rod, as far as I know, except for Brother Huai and Zhao Heng, no one in the same generation can vote!" β
Jiang Yao's heart warmed, and with mist in her eyes, she looked at An Le timidly and said suspiciously: "Cousin doesn't blame me?" β
"Oops, anyway, the winner or loser is decided, what do you blame for?" Princess An Le shook her head disapprenously, glanced at Xu Mingyi carefully, and found that she was holding Zhaoyang's hand excitedly What was she talking about, An Le breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately she didn't come to mock herself, otherwise it would be a shame to die.
"Tong Yan, why didn't you tell me, it's really not righteous enough!" Xu Mingyi pouted, "You have to teach me another day, I also want to learn, such a chic throw, it will be stuck in the mouth of the pot, how heroic and cool!" She danced excitedly.
Tong Yan looked at her excited, and couldn't help but smile on her face, and promised: "Okay." β
Shuning coldly patted the arm that was hanging in the air, and said with a smile: "This is not something that can be learned, didn't your father also teach you to throw pots?" Aren't you and won't stick to it? β
Mingyi snorted and said unconvinced: "He didn't teach me how to cast a rod, and I guess he won't be able to." She whispered excitedly to Tong Yan and the others: "Did you see it, just now after Tong Yan finished casting the last one, Jiang Yao's face turned green, I looked at An Le again, my eyes were stunned, I really laughed to death!" β
"yes, I saw it too, it's so fun." Zhou Jinyu happily agreed.
"Is there one?" Tong Yan asked suspiciously, she didn't think Miss Jiang was so exaggerated.
Shu Ning nodded pertinently and said, "It's true that your face is not very good." β
Xu Mingyi poked Tong Yan's arm, squeezed her eyebrows and said: "You tell the truth, did it mean it or not, first gave her hope, so that she always felt that she had a chance to win, these four rounds have been nervous, and at the last moment she thought that she could at least tie with you, and when she was complacent, you broke her hope with your own hands again." She smiled and winked, "Isn't it?" Isn't it? β
The three of them all stared at Tong Yan with blazing eyes, waiting for her to answer quickly.
Tong Yan couldn't cry or laugh, looked around, and said, "That's what I thought at firstβ"
"Look at it, look at it, you're so bad." Xu Mingyi snickered and teased.
"Don't interrupt me." Tong Yan smiled and said: "Originally, the last two, I wanted the first one to be in the middle of the pot, and the second one to rely on the rod."
But I waited until the end but my heart softened, I saw that although this Miss Jiang was soft and weak, but she was quite strong, I was afraid that after the end, others would talk about Miss Jiang losing to me, and she would be angry again, so I simply voted for a more rare style, so that others would not say that her skills were inferior, but only that I was talented. β
Xu Mingyi grimaced, "Don't be ashamed, you can boast about your talent, tsk." β
Tong Yan also grimaced at her, and said arrogantly: "No, I'm not only talented, but also kind-hearted." β
All four of them couldn't help but laugh.
Shuning covered her mouth and smiled: "I saw that Miss Jiang finished casting in the end, and she sweated for you, but I didn't expect you to hide a hand." β
"Then I really have to thank my father, in addition to inheriting this little talent, it is also inseparable from the little skills that my father taught me, otherwise I wouldn't have such a casting method as a dragon head." Tong Yan sighed.
Xu Mingyi sighed and said with emotion: "My father, who is also a military general, why is there such a big gap." β
"Be careful to reach your father's ears, and you'll be dead." Shuning teased.
While they were laughing and chatting here, Miss Liang ordered a few more young ladies who wanted to come up and play, and cast two rounds.
After about an hour of playing, all the noble ladies had come up to play again, and the pitching pot was over.
Miss Liang instructed the little maid to put away the arrows and pots.
Xu Mingyi pursed his lips unhappily and muttered, "Okay, it's time for my biggest headache to compose poetry again." She touched Tong Yan and asked in a low voice, "How?" Have you learned to compose poetry these days? β
Tong Yan said curiously: "Can this poem be completed quickly?" β
"Naturally, it can't." Mingyi said, "Then what if you can't write poetry in the future?" β
"Do you have to do it?" Tong Yan asked.
Mingyi touched his neck in embarrassment, "Anyway, Miss Liang will randomly draw a few questions from the bag, and you can also write on blank paper, but how embarrassing it is, the daughter of the prince's family can't even make a poem, wouldn't it make people laugh out of their big teeth when they pass it out." β
"Whose big teeth can't help laughing so much, can they laugh off? If I let her laugh a few more times, won't she be toothless? Tong Yan covered her mouth and laughed.
Shuning and Yujin also heard it, and they couldn't stop laughing.
"Oh, why do you still have the heart to joke, think about what to do." He frowned knowingly, but he didn't hold back and laughed again.
Tong Yan shook her head and said: "It's a reason for fun, but it's just a matter of school examination, so it's better to change it directly to the family women's examination." β
"You don't understand this, people compose poems for entertainment, and we are embarrassed to compose poems, which is different." Xu Mingyi also shook his head.
Over there, Miss Liang was already holding a thick cloth bag, and she randomly found three young ladies to draw lots.
Finally, three signed titles were announced, namely flowers, spring and water.
These are some of the more common questions, and they are not too difficult.
All the women pondered, and for a moment it was very quiet, only the faint sound of the little maids cleaning the table and laying paper and ink.
Tong Yan sighed with her cheeks, looking at the flower garden outside the shelf, there were graceful and luxurious peony flowers blooming, bright and atmospheric, shining under the bright sunshine.
Miss Liang smiled and said to everyone: "You don't have to write three poems, everyone can do it casually, if you can put flowers, spring, and water in one poem, it is not impossible." β
Someone had already gained, nodded slightly, and whispered something in his mouth.
Xu Mingyi and Li Tongyan both held their cheeks, and their big eyes were not embarrassed by their small eyes.
The two of them suddenly snorted and laughed out loud in tacit understanding.
Fortunately, the movement was not too big, except for Shuning and Jinyu, who looked sideways slightly, no one noticed.
"You two don't think about it quickly, at least write a four-character poem." Shuning shook her head slightly, and whispered helplessly.