Qingrong didn't have time to ask deeply, so he immediately went into the house to freshen up and change clothes, and went with Song Zhao and the others very quickly.

"The Queen Mother wants to talk to the girls, and the girls don't have to be nervous. Usually how to ask Mrs. Shen at home, how to say goodbye to the Queen Mother. The palace maid who came to invite Qingrong reminded Qingrong of the rules of the imperial palace as she walked, such as not being able to look directly at the holy face without permission, speaking softly, and not startling the holy car at a glance.

Song Zhao deliberately lagged two steps behind, and when the palace maid finished explaining, he pulled the placket of Qingrong's vest, making her two steps behind, and whispered: "The queen mother likes to eat sweet, and the emperor likes spicy food, because the taste is too heavy, he rarely eats it." The queen concubine is secondary, don't offend Princess Yongping, she is the person who is the least intelligent and clever than herself, and stands out everywhere. ”

His inexplicable advice made Qingrong a little confused, and he wanted to ask Song Zhao something in a whisper, but Song Zhao took two steps back and said no more.

At this time, out of nowhere, a girl in a cherry red brocade dress jumped out. She has round eyes and a sharp face, a pair of willow leaf curved eyebrows, black and heavy, and a high and straight nose, she is a very bright beauty. As soon as she came out, the two palace maids who started with Song Zhao saluted her and said, "Princess Jin'an." ”

Qingrong was stunned, and then she realized that this girl was Princess Yongping, the most favored daughter of the Holy Lord today. Song Zhao popularized science to her, this Princess Yongping is the only daughter of the emperor, and there is only one princess in the entire Liang so far, and her biological mother is Concubine Li Guifei of the harem.

Qingrong painted a gourd to greet her.

Princess Yongping's eyes were not good, she looked at her from top to bottom, and said, "You are Shen Qingrong?" ”

Qingrong was secretly surprised, how did Princess Yongping know about her? Could it be that because of the overboard and Ye Qin's affairs, she is already famous?

Princess Yongping looked up at her beautiful face, pursed her lips, and sighed: "It's just a beautiful little girl!" ”

Qingrong can't help but slander, don't you look very good?!

Princess Yongping seemed to have waited for her for a long time, turned around and paced into the garden.

The garden of the new house is larger than the sum of the three bedrooms of the entire Shen family, with pavilions, rockeries, lakes and pools, and pleasant scenery. In the garden, the warblers are singing and swallowing, and the laughter is particularly lively.

Qingrong followed the palace maid to approach the pavilion, and the palace people who led him stopped leaving. Qingrong only heard a voice not far away, and said with a smile: "The emperor, the queen mother, the five girls in the third room have arrived." ”

"Wait for something, call here."

The palace people who led the palace still took Qingrong to bypass the rockery, Qingrong looked at the nose and nose, and followed the palace maid without squinting, and when the palace maid stopped, she immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed, and said respectfully: "Long live the emperor, long live the long live, long live the queen mother, thousand years old, thousand years old, the queen mother, the queen mother, the concubine Jin'an." Although her gift is rusty, it is expensive.

"Get up," a voice sounded above Qingrong's head, sounding a bit vicissitudes, and she knew that it was about the Queen Mother.

The emperor followed and said gently: "Raise your head, you don't have to be too restrained, it's the same as at home." ”

Qingrong raised his head in response, but saw that in the pavilion in the square, there was a Huanghuali marble floor-to-ceiling interstitial. The emperor and the queen mother sat in front of the interstitial, the queen and the concubine sat at the bottom, followed by Princess Yongping and several young and beautiful ladies, Qingrong guessed that these people were either concubines or princesses.

Next to the queen mother's side sat on the pier sat a middle-aged woman with a graceful temperament, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, her expression was indifferent, and she didn't have to think much to know that this was her aunt Shen Ping.

On the other side, behind the emperor, Ye Qin, Yuan Heng, Song Zhao and others followed, and on the other side, there was the eldest uncle Shen Zeduan to accompany him.

Old Mrs. Shen and the daughters-in-law of the three heads of the Shen family did not come, only the girls from each room arrived, and they all sat in a row on the embroidery pier, a bit like a choir.

After Qingrong thanked him, he sat down on the embroidery pier with the palace people.

After a closer look, she realized that the other two rooms were complete, but only the third room was only Pei Rong and Ling Rong. I think it's because my wife is afraid that Runrong will talk nonsense, so she still keeps it closed.

Concubine Li Guifei smiled, and said to the emperor: "Since the five girls are here and the people are complete, we might as well follow Fang Cai's words and ask the emperor to ask the emperor to ask a question." ”

In this way, they had already said a lot of things before Qingrong came, Qingrong was a little strange, she didn't let her come at first, why did she call her halfway?

The emperor smiled, didn't think deeply, and said slowly: "It's summer now, and the cicadas are singing on all sides, so let's improvise a poem with the theme of cicadas." It doesn't stick to any format rhyme, just neatly fit the situation. ”

The Queen Mother also said: "Yes, let's be stubborn for a while, and we won't be more knowledgeable." ”

Miscellaneous...... What the? A poem? Qingrong was a little stunned when he heard this.

Princess Yongping smiled lightly and said directly to Qingrong: "Shen Qingrong, I heard that your daughter of the Shen family is proficient in poetry and songs, and is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. You must have come up with such a simple question, right? There was a provocative tone in her tone, and she was menacing.

Qingrong was a little confused, it was the first time she had met this golden princess, why did she suddenly attack?

Ling Rong sneered and said jokingly: "The princess Xu doesn't know, my sister is the most unlearned and unskilled, and it is extremely difficult for her to memorize a poem, let alone compose a poem." Ling Rong's voice was soft and soft, although it was sarcastic inside, and she was relieved of the siege first as if she was joking with Qingrong, but it was also a real mockery. When several girls from the Shen family heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

Although Ling Rong deliberately made Qingrong ugly, this is the truth.

For such a thing as improvising poems, Qingrong refuses in his heart. Although the girls of the Shen family also went to school, they even opened a girls' school. But in the choice of her professional skills, she didn't consider poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, which are not nutritious and labor-intensive, after all, living at home can't rely on reading poetry and writing lyrics!

As a result, she focused all her energy on life skills such as female workers, cooking, and abacus. If you can't get along in the Shen family, you can make money to support yourself by going out to be an embroidery girl and a cook, how practical it is. After all, in feudal society, most of the talented women in history have nothing to do, she can't go to the Qinglou with a belly full of poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, right?

Rao is that she is still a little more proficient in calligraphy now, so she also has to thank Mrs. Lin for letting her accompany Runrong to copy big characters every day in order to collect Runrong's temperament.

As soon as the emperor, the queen mother and others opened their mouths, some palace maids moved the case, chairs, and set up pen, ink, paper, and inkstones.

Several girls sat down next to each other, and only Qingrong occupied a table. Because everyone got the opportunity to show their talents in front of the emperor, everyone was like a great enemy.

Dafang's Huanrong looked at Qingrong stunned, sneered, and said sarcastically: "I knew that today, the fifth sister should really read a few more books in the past, and save herself from embarrassment." ”

Ling Rong glanced at Qingrong, and then said in Shurong's words: "How can she have any face?" But I'm afraid that I will lose our family's face and bring us tired. Let the saint think that the girls in our family are just like her, and they don't know how to learn! ”

Pei Rong reminded them in a low voice: "What are you doing with so much, are you afraid that the emperor will give you a long time?" ”

Shurong Yile said lightly: "Second sister don't worry, there are clear faces for us both horizontally and vertically!" With her as bad, no matter how bad we are, it's good! ”

Pei Rong said softly: "People go to high places, where is there a comparison down!" ”

The voices of several of them were very soft, and they could not go to the emperor and the queen mother. However, several girls heard it clearly, and they couldn't help but laugh at Qingrong with a lively look, and seemed to have foreseen Qingrong's upcoming humiliating scene.

Qingrong didn't hear it, and he was grinding ink by himself.

She doesn't know how to compose poetry at all, and she doesn't have the skills to cross 300 Tang poems and Song poems, and she can't even learn from the poems she memorized in her previous life. But she remembered the lyrics about cicadas: I knew and slept, slept with peace of mind, in my heart, a quiet summer.

I wonder if they appreciate coming?

After a while, the face of the big house had been written, and everyone handed in the finished poems one after another. The emperor handed the paper to Ye Qin and asked him to read it first and then circulate it one by one.

Ye Qin took the poem of Bian Rong uprightly, and read it in a straight and round manner: "Drink the dew and flow out of the dredging tree." Raising your voice from afar, not by the wind. ①”

The emperor couldn't help but nodded, and said with a smile: "In the end, it is a tiger father and no dog girl, Shen Aiqing, the poems made by your daughter are quite stylish." ”

Concubine Li Guifei smiled and said: "The concubine likes the last two sentences, 'Raising your voice from afar, not by the wind'." Borrow the cicada chant and put the finishing touch! Concubine Li Guifei said, and immediately ordered the palace people around her: "The palace has a thumb-sized jade cicada pendant, and you took it for the fourth girl." ”

Bian Rong immediately knelt on the ground to thank him, and even Shen Zeduan also looked honored.

When the people saw that they had been rewarded, they rejoiced more and more.

Ye Qin took another poem and read: "On the seventh day of the first month of June, the cicadas in the river began to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the twilight. Reminiscing about the past in the previous year, I listened to the palace acacia flowers. Nowadays, infinite thoughts, clouds and trees surround the spring city. ②”

"This song is both poetic and meaningful." The Queen Mother took the poems Ye Qin had read and appreciated them again.

This is Peirong's poem, she won the praise of the Queen Mother, and she was busy saluting respectfully and thanking her.

Princess Yongping listened to these two songs but felt bored, got up and left the table to see what Qingrong had done.

Qingrong was still grinding on the case, biting the pen in annoyance. She thought very seriously, and before she could react, the paper in front of her had been snatched away by Princess Yongping.

Then, Qingrong erupted in a burst of earth-shattering laughter.

(1) From Yu Shinan's "Cicada" "Drinking dew, flowing out of the dredging tree." Raising his voice from afar, not by the autumn wind. "A certain autumn changed two words.

(2) From Bai Juyi's early cicada "On the seventh day of the first month of June, the Jiangtou cicada began to sing. In the deep leaves of heather, there are two or three sounds in the twilight. One of the decaying sideburns, and then the old garden feelings. The west wind has not risen, and autumn is born before autumn. Reminiscing about the past in Dongye, listening to the palace acacia flowers. Today, infinite thoughts, clouds and trees surround the city. A certain autumn intercepted a paragraph and changed a few words.