The emperor saw that there were two pairs on the man's side, and two on the woman's side, and suddenly looked at the lady concubine with a little narrowness in his eyes.

"Concubine Shu, I don't think your win is particularly big, and I also have two talented girls with excellent resourcefulness on my side."

Concubine Shuniang was not in a hurry, but her eyes were full of indifference when she looked at Mu Yunqian.

It's this woman again, even if she doesn't agree to her son to be a side concubine, she dares to sabotage the plan she has been planning for so long.

A touch of gloom flashed in Concubine Shu's eyes, but she turned around and disappeared cleanly, she changed her delicate face, snorted and said to her son Li Zhishen: "Shen'er, if you say another pair, I will suppress your father." ”

Li Zhishen hesitated for a while, the pair was not what he liked, he had never had any contact with this door, in order not to be ashamed, he could only smile bitterly at his mother.

"Mother, I'm really not good at pairs, otherwise I'll help you when you compare poems next."

Thinking of this, Concubine Shu nodded, and then the game continued, and the game gradually entered the climax.

Mu Yunqian silently listened to the pairs made by those people, and had to sigh with emotion, it is worthy of being a place where most of the talents in Jiangnan are gathered.

Just now, the vast majority of people didn't come out to match the emperor, maybe because they didn't want to lose the emperor's face, so there were only four people who came up.

And now all the pairs are made by talented people, so the difficulty has skyrocketed.

Until now, Mu Yunqian has completely failed to match any pair.

But even if she can't come up, she doesn't worry anymore, because at least that ill-intentioned Qiao Mubai can't win the championship and invite Sheng Lian.

It's not a great process, but as long as it ends well.

The match against the pair was in full swing, and it finally killed the time of most people on the field.

Everyone knows that the matter of pairing is only a small test in the eyes of literati, and the emphasis is still on the poetry.

The poetry contest has not yet begun, but it has already attracted much attention.

Time passed little by little, and after the end of the pair, there were several competitions of drawing, music, and chess.

Each of the three races had a winner, but none of the three champions invited any young lady to visit the garden.

It relieved some famous ladies, and disappointed some women from small households.

After all, it's not too early, and if you go out to the garden with a man, if you agree, it will be equivalent to marrying this person.

And if the two of you can't become husband and wife in the end, it will also become a romantic history between the two.

The man is okay to say, after all, he doesn't mind one or two more things, but for the woman, it is a ruined life.

And then it is equivalent to the much-anticipated poetry competition.

The poetry competition can be described as a dragon fight, and the poems that have been carefully pondered by themselves a long time ago, and I don't know how many times they are presented in front of everyone.

The emperor applauded again and again, although he knew that this might be prepared in advance, but this did not hinder his determination to encourage those young students, after all, this is all made by others.

The current poetry competition has reached an absolute climax.

Now it is Tang Ying, the number one talent in Jiangnan, who is the first genius in Jiangnan, who tops everyone today with a song of Peach Blossom Temple.

Even if it is Mu Yunqian, although he has heard this poem in his previous life, when he hears this poem again, he still feels the beauty of the artistic conception.

The emperor is full of praise for this poem, looking at it, as long as there are no accidents in the next imperial examination, then this person is definitely the person who will live under the emperor in the future. Pen in Chinese

Just when all this should be over in Muyun's shallow corner, Li Zhishen suddenly stood up.

He clenched his fists and arched his hand and said: "Father, I think this song is too good, none of us present can compare with him, it is not as good as my father to make him the first champion today, but the second and third places are better for us to fight." ”

When the emperor heard this, he said with some amusement: "Others say that there is no first place in the literature and no second in the martial arts, and today there is the first place in the literature, what are you fighting for the second and third places." ”

As soon as these words fell, the emperor saw the gentle and cautious in the past, and suddenly felt a little nervous and shy.

Mu Yunqian also noticed this, and the alarm bell in her heart rang quickly, and her intuition told her that King Shen must not be well!

When the emperor heard this, he did have this reason.

Although everyone says that they wrote poems on the spot, in fact, almost all of them have been polished many times, and even consulted the poems of famous artists.

Everyone did this, the so-called law does not blame the public, and the emperor didn't say anything. But the first place poem is so good that it suppresses the limelight of other verses.

So the second and third places can be contested.

Thinking about it this way, the emperor thinks it's very okay.

"Since Shen'er has spoken, then my father will allow it!"

"Thank you, child, Father."

After King Shen got the emperor's permission, he pondered for a while, looked at the clouds in the sky and felt something, and took one step at a time to complete the poem:

"Xingyun feels yin, and he is as fast as seeing an opportunity. If you come to the sunny side, you will be successful. Verdant with evening scene, white and autumn. The night is deep and silvery, and the desert immortal clothes. ”

When he chanted the last sentence, Li Zhishen glanced in the direction of Mu Yunqian with some feeling.

Although that glance was vague, many people still saw it.

At that moment, many people understood why Li Zhishen said to compete for the second and third place, it turned out that the drunkard's intention was not in the wine, but in the beauty.

I just don't know which beauty has provoked King Shen so much that he wants to take the lead and bring the beauty home.

After Li Zhishen finished writing this poem, he looked at the emperor and said with a smile: "I don't know what my father thinks of his son, how well this poem is done." ”

The emperor just read it silently, and smiled meaningfully, "This poem is really good, Yun is well written, and it can be used as the second place." ”

"I don't know who else is there, who thinks they can make better poems."

All the Jiangnan talents were stunned for a moment.

To be honest, although His Royal Highness King Shen's poem is good, it is not as good as the pinnacle work of some of them, but this is King Shen after all!

Anyone who knows the court knows that King Shen is a strong contender for the next emperor, and now King Shen is obviously trying to please a certain woman.

How could they, the scholars who learned literature and martial arts in the future and sold them to the emperor's family, not give face to interrupt.

At this moment, Mu Yunqian's face was completely ugly, she wanted to make a poem to overpower Li Zhishen, but her talent was obviously not in poetry.

This made Mu Yunqian sweat on his forehead in a hurry, but there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that none of them were talented people who spoke, the emperor frowned unhappily, but Chrysostom said.

The emperor spoke: "In this case, I will announce that the second place is ......"

"Wait!"