"You don't have to worry about anything, we'll just get started, and this palace also thinks it's a very interesting thing."

After all, this is a result that you won't know for a while, Rong Jing is already secretly happy, after all, the queen will have a big mess for a while.

If all the concubines in this harem knew that Murong Cha was a person who couldn't even make poems, they would still sit in the position of this queen.

If Murong Cha is embarrassed today, then soon the entire palace will know, and everyone will know that the queen is a person with a very low level of education, and this is what Rong Jing wants.

But Murong Cha's promises are too happy, which makes people feel a little surprised, but no matter what, it can't change the fact that her culture is very low.

Murong Cha hooked the corners of his lips, "Then from now on, after a quarter of an hour, everyone must show out the poems they have written and let the palace maids read them." ”

Soon all the concubines were writing poems very seriously, but Murong Cha was completely in a very relaxed state. But this makes others look like the queen is giving up on herself.

Han Xi pointed to one of the poems, "Niangniang, just write down this poem, you will definitely win." ”

Murong Cha nodded, and wrote it down according to what Han Xi said, after all, she really didn't understand it very well.

Han Xi smiled, she still didn't believe it, these poems have been passed down through the ages, and she didn't believe that these concubines could write better than this, so she bet that the queen would definitely win.

"It's time, all the sisters have written, right?"

Murong Cha was completely in a very relaxed state, and he couldn't see the slightest embarrassment at all, and everyone nodded.

"Since this fun was brought up by Qiu Luo, then it's up to her to read the poems she made first, to be honest, Bengong is looking forward to it."

Qiu Luo smiled, "The concubine's writing is very simple, and she may not be able to get into the eyes of the mother." But I'm still willing to let you hear it, and please don't laugh at your sister. ”

Qiu Luo gestured to the person behind her, and was quickly read by the palace maid with her. Although Qiu Luo's family is not a big family, she has a certain amount of patience in learning poetry.

Murong Cha didn't understand what he meant at all, so Han Xi lowered his head and smiled slightly, "Niangniang, just criticize them for writing poorly." ”

Hearing Han Xi's words, Murong Cha's face was still a little unnatural. Because she doesn't understand at all, but she still has to pretend to know how to criticize people, which is indeed a bit difficult.

"Ahem, your poem is still too immature, so you can continue to work hard."

Qiu Luo was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect the answer she got to be like this. Doesn't it mean that the queen doesn't understand poetry at all, how can she evaluate her poems like this now?

Rong Jing couldn't help but smile on the side, she felt that Murong Cha was completely deliberately attracting people's attention, obviously she didn't understand it at all, but she still had to say that what others wrote was rubbish.

Finally, after everyone has been criticized, they really want to know what kind of poems the queen has written, after all, they all know that the queen can't write.

Han Xi stood up and smiled, fortunately she memorized the poem, otherwise she would have stumbled to read this traditional character just by letting her read it now.

"Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk threads hang down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the February equinox is like scissors. This is a poem written by the queen mother. ”

After Han Xi finished reading, he put the paper on the table, and everyone at the banquet was silent at the moment, not believing that this would be a poem written by the queen mother.

Obviously, the queen is not good at this at all, but how could she suddenly write such a good poem, is it that all the previous rumors were rumors?

The most shocked person here is the imperial concubine, she knows the queen's level best, it is definitely not a rumor, and this poem will definitely not be written by her.

Rong Jing looked at Han Xi on the side, Han Xi had a smile on the corner of his mouth at the moment, and couldn't help but feel a little proud. Sure enough, this group of people was shocked, this was written down by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty, of course it is very powerful.

Rong Jing narrowed her eyes, could it be that the palace maid wrote it, it can be seen that Murong Cha cares about this palace maid very much, so this palace maid must have played a big role in this.

Rong Jing couldn't help but be a little angry, she originally planned to make the queen embarrassed today, and then the entire palace knew about it. But I didn't expect such a mistake to happen in the end.

Murong Cha smiled, "Why don't you speak, is it because the poems written by this palace are not good?" Time is too short, so I don't write much. ”

At this time, Concubine Shu stood up, "How can it be, the poems written by the queen mother are so powerful, the concubines can't believe it when they hear it, how can there be such powerful verses!" ”

Murong Cha smiled, "That's good, that's good." ”

Originally, she couldn't hear the quality of the poems, but now she is relieved to hear Concubine Shu's evaluation, it seems that the response is still very good, the poems written by Han Xi are really good.

At this time, the other concubines also all stood up, all of them were appreciating the queen's poems, and these praises were also from the heart, because the verses were really good.

Han Xi raised her eyebrows, fortunately, the response was very good, if the response was not good, she felt that the queen might pick her skin when she went back.

Murong Cha patted Han Xi's shoulder and hooked the corners of his lips slightly, "You did a very good job, making the palace very happy, and when the banquet is over, you will be the palace maid in charge of the Fengluan Palace." ”

"Thank you for the lift."

Han Xi smiled, becoming the palace maid was originally bound for her, but it was just that she had completely gained the trust of the queen, and there was still a long way to go.

If she wants to survive in this palace, she still needs to rely on the power of the queen well, so she must be more cautious.

This poem also spread in the palace at once, and the queen's prestige also increased a lot, and naturally it also reached Gao Zhan's ears.

Father-in-law Li made tea for Gao Zhan on the side, "Father-in-law Li, the jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down." I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors. What a poem! ”

"Yes, Your Majesty, this poem is indeed a rare good poem, the queen is really talented and can make such a poem."

Gao Zhan smiled, wrote down this poem on the paper, and stared at it for a long time before raising his head.