In the main hall, the emperor and the queen are sitting high on the ground, and in the middle are five groups of table tables, each group of three, which are three contestants representing the same country, and Concubine Rong and Li Mao and He Jinliang have already sat down.

"This Li Mao's poem is okay, nothing else will be successful, it will be taken down soon, and you will replace him after he comes down!" The father-in-law arranged her and Huo Zun to the palace banquet and explained it seriously.

Xia Qian took a general look and found that the master in this palace would enjoy it.

The emperor and the civil and military officials were eating and drinking, and these participants in the competition only had a cup of tea in front of them, and they couldn't even drink the northwest wind except for brushing each other down with all their brains.

"Young lady, the game is going to be several hours, you eat something first!" My father-in-law reminded me.

Xia Qian had just gotten up from the bed, and she was already hungry at the moment.

She and Huo Zun were in the first row of the banquet, right under the noses of the emperor and the people participating in the competition, so they had always been embarrassed to eat.

When her father-in-law said this, she was not polite, took a piece of snack and ate it seriously.

Seeing this, Huo Zun took some food and hot food for her, but before the dim sum was finished, a palace maid came over with a plate of fish, meat and tofu, saying that the emperor would reward them with new dishes in the palace.

Xia Qian was busy eating snacks and drinking soup, she didn't pay attention to the expression on the palace maid's face, so she naturally didn't know what she said, and continued to bury her head in eating her snacks.

Seeing that the emperor stared at their table for a long time, Huo Zun's sword eyebrows were slightly locked, and he gave her a piece of fish, meat and tofu, and Xia Qian raised his head and glanced at him.

"The emperor gave you food, you should taste it!" Huo Zun looked at her in surprise.

Xia Qian looked up and found that the emperor was looking at her upright, so she quickly lowered her head, picked up a spoon in her left hand and sent the tofu into her mouth.

"Watch out for the stabs!" Huo Zun reminded softly.

She didn't hear it, and after chewing a few bites, she swallowed it directly, and a fish bone stuck in her throat without twisting.

With a twist of her eyebrows, she touched her throat and coughed lightly, turned her head to look at Huo Zun, and found that the other party was looking at her with a surprised expression.

Looking up at the emperor again, the look on the emperor's face was even more ugly than hanging colors.

Tofu is tofu, why do you have fish and meat?

What the hell is thorny?

Deliberately bullying her, the countryman has never seen the world!

Xia Qian was angry and aggrieved, holding her neck and swallowing the tea, hoping to flush the thorn into her stomach, but she didn't expect it to pierce deeper in her throat.

This dish was popular in the palace for a short time, and the emperor also gave dishes to the princes and ministers many times, and even gave them to the general's mansion several times.

He expected that Xia Qian had already tasted it, and in order to show his attention to today's affairs, he specially gave another one.

As soon as she went down, she was stuck with a fish bone.

"Gongzi Li lost, young lady, it's time for you to play!" The father-in-law bent the silkworm bend and wrinkled into a cocoon.

Xia Qian stepped forward nervously and sat in Li Mao's place.

All the questions are randomly drawn, fortunately, the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, wine and tea are all divided into groups, there are a few items that have been contested a few days ago, and the last day is only a test piano, book, poem, painting, tea.

In a group of three, each group can replace one person, and after Xia Qian came on the court, their group had no chance to change the stopper.

According to the rules, three people in each group can compete, but only one person can participate at a time, and participants cannot communicate with others, and they will be eliminated if they lose.

If one of the three people in each group does not compete seven times in a row, even if the other two win multiple times, the person who sits on the cold bench seven times in a row will be disqualified.

The father-in-law Li who explained the rules of the game had his back to her, and Xia Qian really couldn't see what he was saying.

After hesitating for a moment, he changed positions with Li Mao.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the position was changed, Gonggong Li walked a few steps and turned his back to her, Xia Qian bit his lip angrily, and proposed to change the position again.

As soon as he came up, he changed his position twice, and the emperor glared angrily, not to mention, and even the twelve opponents present were unhappy - a waste of time and polluting the environment!

"Mrs. Huo Shao is a person who believes in Buddhism, all the karma looks at feng shui, don't be surprised, please start composing poems!" Father-in-law Li shook off the dust, and it was time to start the timer.

Xia Qian looked dazed, the father-in-law had his back to her, she didn't know what to do at all?

She and Concubine Rong exchanged glances, and both moved their eyes to He Jinliang, the champion of the Golden Branch.

He Jinliang took a sip of tea, and chanted the first seven-word quatrain lightly.

They had an easy time at this level, and the four opponents were tragically eliminated from two.

Seeing that Gonggong Li had his back to him all the time, Xia Qian knew that he would soon be able to go down to receive a boxed lunch.

It's just that she didn't tell Concubine Rong and the emperor that she had injuries on her hands and ears and couldn't do anything before she came up. I don't know if it's a deception?

After a few rounds, Concubine Rong was also eliminated because she sat on the empty bench for seven rounds.

Xia Qian counted with his fingers, and he sat stupidly for six rounds.

In this round, Li Mao looked at her early, and Xia Qian saw that Gonggong Li was still facing away from him, and he was sure that he was finished.

Unexpectedly, the five palace maids came up with five glass cups, with colored powder in them, and the ones they gave to this group were red.

Li Mao gave the palace maid a look and asked her to bring things to Xia Qian.

Xia Qian looked at the vermilion powder, she really couldn't tell what it was, since this round was a poem, she expected that it would be a theme of things, and she would sing about things.

Seeing that the opponents pinched the powder assigned to him in their hands, smelled and paid for it, and slowly showed confidence on their faces, Xia Qian looked confused at the powder assigned to him.

She watched this thing for a long time, and also soaked it in tea and observed it for a long time.

No floating!

Does not dissolve!

I don't stain!

Obviously not rouge gouache, tea foam and the like.

As the people on the other side recited poetry, she confirmed her judgment from their mouths, and learned that they had received pollen and the like.

She watched as she glued a pinch of powder to the tea and kneaded it into a ball.

"The red beans on the red bean mountain are red, the vain riverside is vain, the flowers are difficult in the ten thousand flowers, and the garden is full of red beans!"

Natsu Ninja felt discomfort in his throat, and after chanting his own improvised poem, he put two homemade red beans on his fingertips.

When Gonggong Li turned around, his eyebrows had already twisted into two peaks, he looked at Xia Qian for a long time, and cautiously announced: "Young Mrs. Huo, your poem is good, but this is not red bean powder, it is chili powder!" ”

There was a wild laugh all around, and Xia Qian also laughed.

After everyone fell silent, she explained: "Water has three states, evaporation becomes clouds, and the normal state is water, and solidification becomes ice. When it condenses or evaporates, it is still water, but it has a new name and life. This thing, no matter what kind of powder it is, is now a red bean! ”

The explanation was beautiful, no one laughed at her anymore, and finally barely got through the level, while the opponent was brushed off one.

After the poem, it was painting, He Jinliang was there, Xia Qian easily sat on the bench for six rounds, and it was the seventh round, He Jinliang smiled and set his eyes on Xia Qian.

This Gonggong Li doesn't know what to think in his heart? Obviously he is from Yi Guo, and every time he reads out the rules of the game, he is facing visitors from all over the world, and he seems to feel that he has the ticket to win the country of Dayi, lest he let the other party fall behind.

Xia Qian stared at his back, wishing to kick him away and change to his father-in-law to read the question.

When she was disappointed, she saw that someone in the Mobei mission opposite her lips moved slightly, and a confident smile appeared on her face.

"Plum blossoms?" She looked at the shape of the other's mouth and laughed.

When the palace maid brought the snow-white rice paper and pen and ink to her, Xia Qian was stunned again, her right hand was injured like this, and her left hand could not hold the pen, how to make this painting.