Ruan Qing, the daughter of the Great Sima family, looked at the new monarch of the Chu State in surprise. How can a person who doesn't know martial arts know how to memorize swords? And it is also a profound sword technique like the Qiu Shui Sword of Qi State.

Ruan Qing came back to her senses and immediately saluted, "Thank you, Your Highness, for your advice." ”

Lin Ying smiled and said, "Sister Ruan should have heard the story of the princess of Qi who assassinated King Song Huai at the state banquet in Kyushu, right?" ”

Ruan Qing nodded slightly: "Back to Your Highness, the little girl did hear from her grandfather about this." Grandpa went to the Song Kingdom with the envoys of the Chu State back then, and witnessed the princess of the Qi State assassinating King Song Huai with the Qiushui sword technique at the state banquet in the White Jade Palace. ”

Lin Ying sighed a few times, looked at Ruan Qing deeply, and joked: "The widow will not make the Song State of Song's grasp, and Sister Ruan had better not go to learn the Qiu Shui Sword of the Qi Kingdom." ”

Ruan Qingxiu's face flushed and she immediately lowered her head.

Lin Ying looked at Jiang Wan, the girl from the Dasikong family. "Sister Jiang, I heard that you write well and are famous in Jiangcheng. There is also a painting here for Sister Jiang. If Sister Jiang likes it, the widow will give it to you, okay? ”

Jiang Wan nodded noncommittally, and thought to herself: "I thought that when I entered the palace draft, with His Royal Highness's talent, I would have to ask us some tricky questions, and I would like to choose a few girls to serve in the palace. Unexpectedly, Queen Chen asked His Royal Highness to ask us questions, but His Royal Highness asked ...... It's really different. ”

Lin Ying beckoned to the palace maid on the side and said, "Take the piano down." Bring pen and paper to the widow. ”

The palace maid took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and Lin Ying said to Jiang Wan while studying the ink extremely skillfully: "Sister Jiang, the word 'Wan' in your name is very moving, and the person is as good as his name, gentle and beautiful. When he saw you, he wanted to write a poem. ”

Jiang Wanshui covered her face with her sleeves and smiled with disgust: "Your Highness really lived in Chen Guofanjing." ”

Lin Ying raised her eyebrows: "Why is Sister Jiang sure?" ”

Jiang Wan replied: "Back to His Royal Highness, Wan'er heard from his grandfather at home that when he was young, he took the official road of the Song Kingdom all the way to Chen Guo to play, and when he arrived in Fanjing, he suddenly felt that the people in Fanjing were all elegant, and when he met friends, he could fight poetry and dance without being shy. ”

Lin Ying thought of the tragic situation of Chen Guo now, and couldn't help but sigh lightly, her face suddenly cold: "Fanjing is indeed an elegant place. Then he squeezed out a smile, looked at Lin Huan beside him, and said: "When the widow lived in Fanjing, he was just a down-and-out boy who sold calligraphy and paintings on the upper floor of the old city, how could he compare to the queen mother who was in charge of the entire Jinyang Palace?" ”

Lin Huan shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness sold calligraphy and paintings first into Jinyang Palace, and then sold them to Zhaohuang Palace. The person who bought His Royal Highness's Mobao in Fanjing back then can really make a lot of money now. ”

Lin Ying winked at Lin Huan, and after a while, she had already written a poem-

In spring, the willow bank of the river is crossed, and the warm wind sends the mist cold.

The Yiren looked back and smiled, and his slender feet had already moved the canopy boat.

The Chushui Jade River carries the flowers down, and the flat boat crosses the Wanzhong Mountain.

Don't ask where the blue bird goes, and the ruler doesn't go out of Jinyang Pass.

Lin Ying put down the pen, blew the ink on the paper, handed the paper to the palace maid standing aside, and ordered, "Give it to Sister Jiang." ”

Jiang Wan took the Mobao of the King of Chu with both hands, looked down, and almost cried out in surprise.

The handwriting on the paper was clearly her own!

Lin Ying was dumbfounded when she saw her, and asked with a smile: "Sister Jiang, do you still like this handwriting?" ”

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