In Nancang County, the Flower God Festival will be held on March 15 every year to worship the God of Flowers, praying for a year of good weather and abundant grains.

On March 14, this day will be held in Nancang County Talent Competition. The content of the competition is divided into three parts: first, the comparison of literary style; Second, compare talents; Third, than embroidery.

The talented girl who won after the competition will wear a flower skirt on the second day to represent the entire Nancang County to the flower temple to worship the flower goddess Niangniang.

On the night of March 13, the evening clouds and the evening snow kept walking around, in and out; They are preparing their outfits for tomorrow's competition.

"Isn't this dress too showy?" Wanxue is picking out a skirt for leisurely, and she feels that it is inappropriate to pick left and right.

You have to ask why you don't choose it yourself? The answer is that she didn't take tomorrow's event seriously at all, and if her brother hadn't signed her up first, she wouldn't have participated in such a boring competition!

At this time, she was sitting on the soft side of the double in front of the window, drinking tea and reading a book; On the other side of the collapse sat Su Jingrou, who was now sitting there quietly embroidering with an embroidery shelf; And Su Jingduo, who was sitting on a stool on the side, was holding a piece of pastry, and while eating, her head turned around the house with the evening snow and evening clouds, and she was very busy.

"Miss, will this dress be too glamorous? Or do you want to choose a more elegant one? Wanxue didn't pay attention for a while, walked over with the rose-red skirt she had been looking at for a long time, and asked uncertainly.

"Well, it's all good." Leisurely raised his head without raising it, and replied lightly.

For her, she can wear anything tomorrow, just take one by the way, why bother with so much selection? It's like I'm going to attend some big festival tomorrow!

"......" Wanxue was speechless for a moment when she saw her leisurely reaction, why didn't her eldest lady pay attention to tomorrow's game at all? If you win, it will be a good thing to shine on the lintel!

"That'...... It's up to the slave to choose for herself. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see Leisurely Ran raise his head, and Wanxue Ne whispered, and walked back to the leisurely carved bed, and continued to choose the satisfactory one among the clothes as high as a hill.

Su Jingrou accidentally looked up and saw the interesting interaction between the master and servant, and couldn't help but smile. She knew that Youran really didn't pay much attention to tomorrow's competition, yesterday she took herself and Jingduo to Miss Cheng's house, and saw the clothes that Miss Cheng paid special attention to when preparing for the competition, and Youran was also drinking tea leisurely on the side, completely looking indifferent to 'jumping out of the Three Realms and not in the Five Elements', and dragged Cheng Hanrui angrily on the spot to teach her for a long time.

But after coming back, Youran still didn't take the game to heart and didn't prepare anything; There was no way, Wanyun and Wanxue had no choice but to pick up the beams, and they were busy before and after......

On the morning of the same day, the county town of Nancang was lit up with lights, the crowds were surging, and a high test platform was set up in front of the Flower Temple.

The magistrate, the two county officials, the main book, and the county lieutenant are all here; In addition, several well-known squires in Nancang County gathered ten people to act as referees.

Under the high platform, there were already people standing, all of them waiting for the game to start with wide eyes.

"Ahem, everyone be quiet—" At this time, a middle-aged uncle wearing a green cloth shirt and a kind smile came to the center of the stage.

"Today is the day of the annual selection of talented women, and I wish all the ladies who participated in the competition a satisfactory result. Without further ado, the game has officially begun! Next, I invite Chen County Ling to deliver a pre-game speech - "The person who served as the 'praise gift' was Master Liu of the county government, and after he said this, the audience resounded with warm cheers.

"Ladies and gentlemen, today is the day of the annual selection of the talented girl of the flower god...... Bang bang bang ......" Chen Xian Ling returned to the judges' seat after saying a long paragraph.

"Thank you Chen Xianling for your speech, let's invite all the young ladies who participated in the competition to the stage!" Master Liu said impassionedly.

Leisurely followed Cheng Hanrui onto the high platform, stood in a row with the ladies of the master and stood behind the master, facing the audience, and then saluted in unison.

The next time is for Liu Zanli to briefly introduce the identity and background of each contestant; And leisurely thinks that during this time, she has completely turned into a wooden stake with elegant manners! It's boring~

There are about 30 participants this year, and by the time Liu Zanli finished all the introductions, it was already half an hour later; Then there is the introduction of the rules and regulations of the competition.

"Let's enter the first competition, the literary competition." Liu Zanli said happily, "Please ask the judges to come up with the question——"

Then out of the judges' seat came an elder, about sixty or seventy years old, with white hair and a red face, smiling with a gentle and polite face, and at first glance he was a particularly learned person.

"This year, it's time for the old man to come up with the question!" The old man stroked his gray beard and said in a vigorous voice.

"Okay, I would like to ask Mr. Zhang to come up with the question."

"This year, with 'flowers' as the theme, a poem is written, but the flowers described cannot be the same." Old Master Zhang said the topic leisurely.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, please come back to the judges' seat. Ladies and gentlemen, the topic of the first part of this year's literary competition is: with flowers as the theme, each with a poem, and the flowers described cannot be the same. When it comes to a stick of incense, please get off the stage and prepare. ”

Waiting for the contestants to salute everyone again, and then lined up and walked off the high platform, the next thing to do was to write a poem and a poem according to the title. You don't know these crepe things, but she can't make them up herself, but she can memorize them! How can I say that I also memorized a lot of Tang poems and Song lyrics when I was in school, so I just found a suitable one, wouldn't it be?!

Behind the high platform, rows of tables and chairs are placed, and the four treasures of the study are placed for the use of the contestants.

"Hey! This year's is a bit difficult, and I have to write two songs! In previous years, it was just this one. Cheng Hanrui's position was next to Youran, and she was sitting on a chair at this time, holding her snow cheeks and pouting slightly, thinking about the topic, and complaining to Youran by the way.

Leisurely turned his head and smiled at her, "Don't complain, time is running out......"

Then she leisurely picked up the pen, dipped it in the grinding juice that Wanxue had ground for her, and wrote on the paper. The movements are called smooth, and the affectionate ones are called Yiran, as if this topic is not a matter for her at all.

Cheng Hanrui, who was beside her, was stunned. This...... You'er thought about it so quickly? It's too fast, isn't it?!

In fact, they didn't know at all, and she didn't think about it at all, she just picked two poems from the poems she knew and wrote them down on paper. Fortunately, this dynasty is empty, otherwise where would she go to find poetry to deal with?

Soon, the time for a stick of incense passed.

"Knock-" The gong sounded, which means that the time is up, and the contestants stop writing.

Then, according to the order number obtained before the game, obey Liu Zanli's arrangement, and show them on stage one by one.

Youran is the twenty-sixth, and the position is neither forward nor backward, so for the time being, she is watching the performance of the people on the stage backstage.

Time passed little by little, and soon it was leisurely to take the stage. She stood up, followed by Wanyun and Wanxue on the left and right, each holding a scroll of paper in their hands.

Walking to the center of the stage, he leisurely and generously thought about the judges' bench and the audience below each bowed. When she straightened up and looked up, she was so good to see the Qin family and the Su family who came to cheer her on. Their affection at the moment took away a hint of nervousness, and when they saw her looking at them, they all showed her a reassuring smile.

There was a moment of emotion, and now she knows that no matter what she does, there will be such a group of lovely people to back her up, so that she is not afraid of any difficulties and obstacles, and can go forward bravely without hesitation!

It's a good feeling!

Leisurely showed them a bright smile, and his delicate face was like a hundred flowers in full bloom, beautiful and beautiful.

From this moment, it was as if the meaning of the whole competition had become a little different for her! Since everyone wants her to be able to do well in this competition, she has to take this matter seriously for the sake of her lovely family and not disappoint their expectations of herself!

"Next, I would like to ask Miss Qin to show your test papers." Liu Zanli said to her with a smile.

Nodding leisurely, he gestured to the evening snow and evening clouds on the side. Wanyun Wanxue took a step forward, gently unfolded the paper scroll in his hand, and slowly displayed the poems written by his young lady in front of everyone.

The beautiful hairpin flower appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and they saw one that read: The peach is dying, scorching its bloom; The son is home, and it is appropriate for him to live in his room. The peach is dying, and there is a fact; The son is home, and his family room is appropriate. The peach is dying, and its leaves are very; The son is home, and it is suitable for his family.

One reads: Outside the post broken bridge, lonely and ownerless. It was already dusk and I was alone, and it was even more windy and rainy. has no intention of fighting for spring, and a group of people are jealous. Scattered into mud and dust, only fragrant as before.

"Good!" After reading the poems on the paper, Mr. Zhang, who had just come up with the question, stood up with an excited scream; His eyes lit up on the paper, and he walked forward quickly.

"Well—that's well written! The poem uses peach blossoms as a metaphor for people, and writes the gentleness of a woman; The word with the noble character of plum blossoms, reflecting the arrogant style of people. Good, good, good! Old Master Zhang said a few good words in a row, and he was so excited that he didn't know what to say!

When Mr. Zhang got up and walked over, all the other people on the judges' bench followed, discussing the leisurely poems word by word. They all nodded and said, "What Old Master Zhang said is very true!" Miss Qin is so literate! ”

"Well, that's good! This little girl's writing is really first-class! ”

The voices of praise rushed towards Youran, and suddenly made her feel a little empty! Anyway, she didn't write it, does she borrow the light of the ancients?

laughed dryly, saluted and said, "Hehe~ The little woman is not talented, and her clumsy pen and ink made the elders laugh." ”

"Hahahaha...... The Qin family baby is humble! You just gave birth to a daughter, if you are a male baby, you must be a good talent who contributes to the country with this literary talent! Chen Xianling stroked the beard on his chin and said with a smile.

Youran's face was praised by him, and everyone thought that she was shy after being praised, but in fact, she was shy with a weak heart! ( ⊙ — ⊙ )

"Now I invite the ten judges back to their seats, and now it's time for the next one to compete!" Liu Zanli saw that this group of old guys was endlessly there, so he had to remind him helplessly.

Leisurely finally saluted and stepped back from the high platform. As soon as she returned to her position, she saw Cheng Hanrui staring at her with little stars in her eyes, and said adoringly: "You'er, you are so amazing!"

"......" is leisurely silent.

Please, don't praise her! She's almost out of place!