Chapter 12: Improvisational Poetry
After Nangong Yi sat down. Inadvertently raise your eyes. He saw the person he wanted to see the most.
And that person was Ling Yuwei, who was sitting not far away.
Today, although she is dressed very elegantly. But the fresh and refined temperament on the body still can't be hidden.
Nangong Yi's eyes fell on Ling Yuwei's body. Instantly became tender like water. It's just that it quickly reverts to its previous indifference and alienation.
And this subtle change fell into the eyes of Nangong Ye, who was sitting on the side. He became more and more curious. Who will Nangong Yi choose as a concubine?
Because from his point of view. I couldn't tell whether the person Nangong Yi was looking at just now was Ling Yuwei or Ling Yufei.
However, Nangong Ye felt that the possibility of choosing Ling Yufei would be greater. At least she is the first talented 'woman' in the Southern Spirit Kingdom, and she has the appearance of a country and a city. And the black 'colored' birthmark on Ling Yuwei's face made him very disgusted.
"Now that Yi'er has come. Then the concubine selection ceremony has officially begun." The emperor said with Yan Yue's 'lust'. He seemed to be very happy.
"Hmm. Let's get started." The queen echoed. In fact, she had long hoped to start. Because she wanted to know the results too much.
Nangong Jin'er, who was sitting next to the queen, was also a little nervous. She really wanted to find Ling Yuwei. But it's not in the way. Had to sit here honestly.
Although she had already guessed who Nangong Yi's intended person was. But he didn't tell her personally. So she's looking forward to today's reveal.
And Ling Yuwei's eyes at this time fell not far from the emperor's side. The emperor is surrounded by some other concubines besides the queen and Nangong Jin'er.
The reason why she would take a closer look was not because she was interested in those concubines. I just found that there was a concubine next to the grandmother who looked a little familiar. I took a few more looks.
But for a while, I couldn't remember why it felt familiar. Plus it's too far away. I really can't see clearly. So I didn't read any further.
At this time, the emperor and queen also announced that the concubine selection ceremony had officially begun.
Anyway, Ling Yuwei didn't care. So there was no tension in my heart. No more excitement. Just quietly waiting for the start of the concubine selection.
What Ling Yuwei didn't expect was . The first subject turned out to be improvisational poetry.
In front of each of the participating daughters, pens, ink, paper, and inkstones are placed. Let them write a complete poem in the time of a stick of incense. If you can't finish it on time, you will be eliminated. You can't continue to run for election. And the rest of the people will move on to the next round of topics.
After knowing the title. It's really a few joys and a few sorrows. Ladies and daughters here. Some of them have confident smiles on their faces. And some of them have sad faces.
Improvisational poems. It's a simple thing for those who are talented. But it's not an easy task for those who are just a little learned.
Ling Yuwei didn't start writing right away. Instead, put your hands on your cheeks. Quietly began to think.
How could something as simple as writing poetry stump her, a person from modern times? No matter how she said that she had read three hundred Tang poems countless times. It's also absolutely good to write a random one.
Before Ling Yufei started writing. looked back at Ling Yuwei on the side. A subtle sneer spilled over the corners of his mouth. She wanted to see how someone who had never learned how to write poetry could write good poetry. And in such a short period of time.
Ling Yuwei has been a fool since she was a child. So I didn't learn anything about it. And Ling Yufei is very clear about this. So she was even more proud.
Especially thinking that Ling Yuwei would be eliminated because she couldn't write poetry. Her heart was even more happy and proud.
She has the title of the first talented 'woman' in the Southern Spirit Kingdom. She didn't believe that anyone would be better than her when it came to writing poetry.
Unconsciously. A stick of incense is already half burned. But Ling Yuwei still doesn't seem to be able to put pen to paper. This scene made Nangong Yi's heart tense involuntarily. I don't understand why she didn't put pen to paper.
Even the queen and Nangong Jin'er were nervous for Ling Yuwei. She doesn't know how to compose poetry. So what should I do?
Just when everyone is nervous. Ling Yuwei finally lifted the pen in her hand. Quickly write it down on paper.
She didn't use her pen all the time, just thinking about how to write a poem that was appropriate to the situation. Three hundred Tang poems were recalled one by one in her mind. Plus I suddenly thought of the rows of green willows I saw before I came. I suddenly had an idea in my heart.
However, Ling Yuwei has never learned 'Mao' pen characters. So the handwriting is not good-looking. But it's fast. I finished writing the remaining half of the incense before it was burned.
But as soon as she finished writing, she began to get annoyed. How did she forget that she was just going through the motions? If she hadn't written the poem as required. It can be eliminated right away. Then the next concubine selection will not need to participate.
It's just that it's too late to regret it now. Because the poem is already written on paper. The palace 'girl' had also taken away the paper and put it in front of Nangong Yi.
Nangong Yi also began to flip through those poems one by one. There wasn't much expression on his face. Until I saw Ling Yuwei's poem. Only then did he smile slightly. It seems that my worries are completely unnecessary. Although her handwriting is not good-looking. But the poem is brilliantly written.
Although Nangong Yi had already decided in his heart that Ling Yuwei was the one who was about to become his concubine. But according to the emperor's will. These processes still have to go through.
Next, the eunuch began to announce the names of the young ladies who had been eliminated for not composing poems.
Ling Yufei gathered his 'essence' and listened attentively. Because she believed that she would definitely hear Ling Yuwei's name.
It's just that when the eunuch announces that all the names that have been eliminated have been recited. Ling Yufei didn't hear Ling Yuwei's name either.
What the hell is going on. Could it be that a man who was once a fool could also write poetry.
How is this possible.
Ling Yufei suddenly thought of the relationship between Ling Yuwei and the queen so close. Maybe the queen is secretly helping her. If that's really the case. It's also so unfair.
The more Ling Yufei thought about it, the more she felt that it was like that. No way. Ling Yuwei must not be allowed to pass the test by being 'blinded' and 'mixed'.
"Your Majesty. Phil has a question. I don't know if I should ask." Ling Yufei didn't worry so much anymore. Instead, he just stood up. He bowed to the emperor and said softly.
As soon as Ling Yufei said this. Everyone's eyes shifted to her. Not sure what she's going to ask.
Nangong Yi also glanced at her coldly. He had always known Ling Yufei's heart for her. But he had no other affection for her than hating her.
Especially thinking that she had done so many things to hurt Ling Yuwei. I hate her even more.
And Ling Yuwei's face didn't have too much expression. It's always been so indifferent. Intuition told her. What Ling Yufei is about to ask should be related to her.
She must be wondering why she wasn't eliminated. Maybe it's the former Ling Yuwei. It will indeed be eliminated.
But now Ling Yuwei has already been reborn. How could a mere little poem stump her?
So Ling Yuwei was not afraid. She wanted to see what kind of 'flower' trick Ling Yufei would play.