For Su Wan's such arrogant remarks, Su Qian was helpless for a while.

Raising a handkerchief and putting it to his mouth to gently cover it up, Su Qian replied quietly:

"His Royal Highness has a habit of cleanliness, extremely disgusted with others within half a zhang, it is said that there was once a noble girl who approached him without knowing the severity, and was thrown into the Gong room by His Royal Highness the King of Owls, and since then, no one dares to violate the taboo. Sister-in-law, you have to be careful. ”

"His Royal Highness is really poisonous." Su Wu muttered quietly, but in the next moment, she felt a scrutinizing gaze sweep over her.

Su Wu suddenly felt her scalp tingle, could this sentence be heard by His Royal Highness the King of Thunder? But my voice is very small...

He simply lowered his head and muttered like a thief: "Can't see me, can't see me, can't see me..."

Seeing what Su Wu was babbling about, Su Qian listened carefully, couldn't help but smile, and then hurriedly covered it with a handkerchief.

Su Wan heard Su Qian's faint laughter, and couldn't help but raise her head and smile awkwardly at Su Qian.

Suddenly, three bells rang, fireworks bloomed outside the hall, the smoke was filled, the fireworks were gorgeous, and the Qingyun feast officially began.

Standing on a high platform, the celebrant explained the rules that had long been memorized by the children of the family.

The rules of the Qingyun feast are very simple, all countries have three questions, the questions are summarized, and sorted, each country chooses the number to answer, if the answer is given, the country of the question gives the country a clear rhyme stone, if it cannot be answered, the country that answers the question gives the country a clear rhyme stone.

Of course, in order to promote the national prestige and dispel the arrogance of other countries, there will also be countries that specially ask questions for a certain country and let a certain country answer, and if you answer, you will lose a Qingyun stone to the other party, and if you can't answer, the other party will lose a Qingyun stone to your own.

After a long explanation, it was finally time to answer the questions. Looking at the children of the families of the various countries who were eager to try, Su Wu smiled faintly and did not plan to join.

When you first enter Kyoto Nishika, you won't act rashly until everything is familiar. If you can add color to the country, it is a supreme honor, and I am afraid that if you are a little careless, you will lose all the games. Yourself, can't afford to gamble.

In a moment, Su Qian had already left the table, wandering in front of the question number, and finally drew the nineteenth number.

The salute officer took out the scroll of the question, unfolded it, and read it aloud:

"Spring resentment, Lingyun. With these two words as the artistic conception, compose a lyric. ”

As soon as the words fell, countless people in the hall gasped.

This is a tricky question! Spring resentment is a woman's spring grievance, Lingyun is a man's ambition, how to combine two completely different emotions?

What's more, take these two words as the artistic conception!

Su Qian glanced at Su Qian worriedly, and she didn't know if Su Qian could skillfully answer such a tricky question.

Ignoring the various eyes of the people in the hall, Su Qian moved lightly in the hall, and some poems flowed out of his mouth:

"The remnants of the spring are gone, and the grass is full of grass. Who sighed in the red, cold and regretful. Old hatred and new grudges are mixed. ”

"The scholars are old, and their fame is not over. Zhenghong is gone, hatred is hard to eliminate, and sadness is early. Melancholy, stormy. ”

The word one step, ten steps into a poem.

Who said that spring grievances must be felt by women? This poem starts from a man's perspective and expresses the sigh of late spring.

Who said that Lingyun must be a young man's ambition? The ambition of the elderly scholar is difficult to pay, and he expresses Lingyun's regret.

It is wonderful to introduce scholars to old age with the withering of late spring!

The people in the main hall couldn't return to their senses for a long time.

Su Wan playfully stuck out her tongue at Su Qian, her talent was outstanding, but she was too worried.

Looking at Su Wan's naughty appearance, Su Qian smiled.

As he wished, he got the Qingyun Stone, Su Qian sat down next to Su Wu, and watched the answers of the people in the hall with Su Wu.

With Su Qianzhuyu in front, the other poems seem boring.

Suddenly, question number seven attracted everyone's attention.

"Use the jade flute to play the slaughter of the autumn soldiers on the battlefield." As soon as this question came out, it also aroused everyone's discussion.

The song played by the jade flute, or ethereal or soothing or sad, can be killed, it is already difficult for a strong person, not to mention, the person who drew this question is a woman!

Qu is popular in the hearts of the people, and has never seen the heroism and tragedy of the battlefield, how can it play a sense of slaughter?

"The person who drew this question is Prime Minister Gu Cheng's sister, Gu Qingge." Seeing Su Wu looking intently, Su Qian explained with a smile.

Gu Cheng's prime minister Gu Qingyan said that this prime minister's genius was the new champion of Jiaxi's three-year new department, and he was the only person in Jiaxi's three years. Jiaxi served as prime minister at the age of 23 for seven years, and is now a hot upstart in Kyoto.

That Gu Qingge, as her younger sister, must not be inferior. Su Wu smiled interestedly, with anticipation in her eyes.

Ordered someone to take the jade flute, Gu Qingge stood in the hall, his red lips opened lightly, and his bare hands floated on the jade flute, and Xiao Sheng roared softly.

At the beginning, the two armies faced each other, the soldiers were eager to try, and the war drums thundered, which was inspiring.

In the middle of the time, the soldiers were handed over, the sky was shattered, endless, bloodthirsty killing.

At the end of the day, there was a mournful roar, blood stained the yellow sand, the wind cried, the banner fluttered on the battlefield, and the iron arm was ruined.

Hearing this song, it is like experiencing the battlefield and making people resonate with it. The hall was silent for a long time, and only the sound of Xiao lingered......

The feast is coming to an end.

Xiguo is good at music and poetry, and the Qingyun feast is the mainstream of these titles, therefore, at present, Xiguo has a lot of Qingyun stones, and Huaguo is a thousand-year-old cultural inheritance, and the Qingyun stone is not much to give than the Xiguo.

Seeing that it might be the result of a draw, Ye Chen lazily sat up from the golden silk nanmu behind him and sat up on the rattan chair, and said coldly:

"This king has a question, all the people of the country, do you dare to respond?"

was so concise and to the point, Emperor Xi couldn't help but glance at Ye Chen, but he couldn't find anything wrong with Ye Chen's etiquette, and Ye Chen was the king of Huaguo, and Xiguo was just one of the many vassal states of Huaguo, and he couldn't afford to provoke him at all, so Emperor Xi had no choice but to respond:

"It is my honor to be asked by His Royal Highness the King of Thunder."

Glancing at the children of the Xi Kingdom family, Emperor Xi spoke again: "Whoever answers the question asked by the King of Owl, I promise him a promise that does not violate morality!" ”

Xi Huang's words were like pebbles thrown into the calm lake, setting off ripples. The emperor's promise is so precious! In an instant, the children of the Xiguo family were boiling.

Seeing this, Ye Chen didn't care, and casually played with the Qingyun Stone in his hand, and glanced lightly at the waiter who was closest to him half a zhang away.

The chamberlain immediately took a step forward and said in a loud voice:

"When His Royal Highness the King was in China, he occasionally heard a wonderful song, however, the traditional singing method of this song was extremely frivolous, which destroyed the artistic conception in the song."

"It's a pity that His Royal Highness has visited everyone in music and art many times, but no one has been able to really change the traditional defects in it."

"I don't know if you can score this music with a different charm, and it can be regarded as a long-cherished wish of His Royal Highness the King of Fortune."

Before the words fell, some people in the country couldn't sit still.

Someone got up from the banquet and looked straight at Ye Chen: "His Royal Highness, why bother to let the chamberlain exaggerate the difficulty of the question, the prince might as well say the topic directly!" ”

Su Wan glanced at the person who spoke and shook her head slightly.

Knowing that Ye Chen used the technique of attacking the heart, he didn't even bother to say it himself, but said it through the mouth of the waiter, increasing the psychological pressure of the person who composed the music, and this person was so outspoken, he fell behind as soon as he appeared.

"This is the son of the Duke of Qi, Rong Xu." Knowing that Su Wu was not familiar with Kyoto, Su Qian explained intimately, but when it came to this person, her words were a little cold:

"He, like me, is a student of Boyuan Hall of Qingyun Academy, but he is very sharp." Speaking of this, Su Qian frowned slightly: "If you can't compose a score later, then you will be laughing and generous." ”