Chapter 11: The Poem of the Prodigy
Shen Guifei took out the three works with the largest number of guesses after voting, she smiled and looked around at all the children who were looking forward to it, her eyes paused slightly when she swept over Wang Qian, and she couldn't see it if she wasn't careful. Then, she took out one of them: "This is a poem about exploring flowers, 'Luofu Mountain is in the fourth spring, and Lu orange and bayberry are the newest. Eat 300 sweet fruits a day, and don't hesitate to be a Bianliang person. Did you guess right? As soon as the words fell, the pot exploded below.
"It must be strawberries haha, this is our favorite fruit in Bianliang," a child said loudly.
"It's strawberries, there aren't many fruits in the spring, and after the orange bayberry, it's definitely strawberries," the other child continued.
Shen Guifei had already heard the riddle, she smiled and signaled everyone to be quiet, and said, "As everyone said, it is strawberries." Among the five hundred and sixty people, as many as 488 people guessed, we will encourage the poet of the next poem - Wan Jinyan! ”
She took the lead in applauding, and the children below were also excitedly praising Wan Jinyan's drummer, Wan Jinyan was a little surprised, this was his first time, he was Wang Qian's foil to Zhao Zhiyi at every pastry poetry meeting before, but he didn't expect this time hehe, he was embarrassed to thank everyone, and then walked in front of Shen Guifei, and knelt down with standard movements, "Thank you Niangniang for your love, Niangniang Chitose Chitose!" ”
Shen Guifei lovingly helped Wan Jinyan up, "I mean, you are a smart child, don't waste your talent, don't be naughty and go against Wan Yushi, I hope you can be a good official of the Great Song Dynasty like your father in the future, and benefit the people." Wan Jinyan secretly pursed his lips, raised his face and replied innocently: "Yes, Niangniang, I will definitely listen to my father's words and stop being mischievous in the future." ”
Wan Jinyan's father is the imperial historian, who is the most rigid and strict, upright and upright, and has openly offended Emperor Song Zong on the Jinluan Palace many times, making Emperor Song Zong's beard angry, and finally Shen Guifei came forward to persuade and solve it. And Wan Jinyan is obviously two extremes with Wan Yushi, Wan Jinyan has been flying and jumping away since he was a child, and the imperial historian has not been born after leaving, and all day long is either a chicken flying and a dog jumping, or jumping up and down, and everyone knows about Bianliang. Wan Jinyan has not been beaten by Wan Yushi's board, which directly caused the eight-year-old Wan Jinyan to meet Wan Yushi like enemies, and made a lot of jokes. No, when they heard Wan Jinyan's words, everyone laughed hahahaha, and they couldn't be happy.
Shen Guifei tapped it with her hand, and Wan Jinyan, who was pretending to lean over to thank him, had the back of his head, which provoked him to be excited, and he hurriedly ran down. Shen Guifei looked amused, shook her head and continued: "Next is our Bangyan poem," Walking around the river to watch the water flow, it was just when children were fishing boats. A hobby with different hearts, I come to Shi Er's hook. "A total of 512 people guessed this poem, what do you say the riddle is?"
"It's fish, it must be fish filling, it's so easy to understand, it's quite interesting," one child exclaimed.
Shen Guifei nodded, "It's indeed a fish filling, we have to congratulate Zhao Zhiyi." ”
The cheers started again, and this time the sound was significantly higher than just now, just because Zhao Zhiyi was also on the list every year like Wang Qian, and he already had many loyal fans. It's just that he has been staying in the third steadily, but this year he has strangely reached the second, and he doesn't know what tricks Wang Minxing is playing in the second year of ten thousand years, he is angry when he thinks of what Wang Minxing said. He calmly stepped forward to thank him, Shen Guifei knew that he had always been calm and talented, and he didn't need her to teach, so he asked, "Zhiyi, do you have anything to say?" ”
Zhao Zhiyi thought about it seriously and said, "Niangniang, didn't Wang Minxing participate this year?" ”
"Hmm~, Min Xing is a little older than you, and now he is also a half-old teenager, so he quit on his own, and I am afraid that he will officially enroll in school in the future, and his studies will be heavy, so he will not come to participate again." Shen Guifei explained regretfully.
"Oh~ I see, it's a pity that I can't learn from Brother Min Xing this year." Zhao Zhiyi let out a long sigh, and when he went down, he saw Wang Qian's pair of bright eyes, and he knew it.
Shen Guifei smiled so happily this time, she bent her eyes: "Ah Qian, you come up, you can read this poem yourself", she beckoned to Wang Qian.
Wang Qian ran up quickly, hugged Shen Guifei, and looked up with a smile: "Hahahaha, why didn't Aunt Guifei read my poems, I won the first place again, how could the poems be bad?" ”
Shen Guifei let her hold her, bent down to scratch her little nose and said, "Hmph, you naughty little girl." The tone was extremely pampering.
Wang Qian smiled and dodged away, and read it out loud: "Shuo Dog Shuo Dog, ignore me shallow!" Three-year-old girl, don't care about it. Outside of the gold and jade, it is ruined. Tear-jerking, the mouth suddenly opened. ”
"Hahahaha, isn't this just that Goubuli bun stuffing is filled with mustard, tear-jerking hahahaha, it's true", the children below all laughed and trembled.
"Ah Qian's luck is also unique, hahahaha, after durian, he actually smoked mustard."
Wang Qian deliberately looked at Shen Guifei with her mouth shut, Shen Guifei was amused, stepped forward to hug the unhappy little girl, comforted her and said: "Ah Qian, do you know that your aunt is very grateful for your luck, if not, how can I know you." In my aunt's heart, you are a gift from God, and you are the only one who has made me so happy for so many years. Shen Guifei once sent a white-haired person to a black-haired person, and her heartbreak was difficult to heal, Wang Qian, the quirky little girl, dispelled the haze in her heart and threw warm sunshine into her heart.
Wang Qian only knew that Shen Guifei liked her in the past, but she didn't know that she valued herself so much, she couldn't help but feel sorry for Shen Guifei, how sad she should have been when she lost her beloved prince. She sensibly hugged Shen Guifei tightly and said softly in her ear: "Auntie, you are also a gift from Ah Qian, and you are the most beloved person in Ah Qian's heart besides his father and mother!" ”
Shen Guifei couldn't help but reddened her eyes when she heard this, she thought that it was really not appropriate to let go of her emotions at this time, patted the little girl's head, and stood up, "This year's champion is still the county lord of Langyu - Wang Qian, there are a total of five hundred and twenty-seven people who guessed, let's applaud her." ”
The applause was deafening, Wang Qian unconsciously plucked her ears with her hands, and ran to Zhao Zhiyi, Wan Jinyan, and Qin Yuanfan after Shen Guifei signaled her to go down. Shen Guifei looked at the three of them with great satisfaction, feeling relieved for the Great Song Dynasty, and also relieved for Emperor Song and herself.
"In the 30th year of Jiajing, the pastry poetry meeting has been successfully concluded. Although you are still young, you are outstanding and full of flowers. If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, the youth will be wise, and the youth will be rich, and the country will be rich. ”。
The teenagers were deeply shocked and shouted in unison: "If the youth is strong, the country will be strong, the youth will be wise, and the country will be rich!" "Over and over again, it resounded in Bianliang City!