Chapter 14: Brilliant Talent

Lan Ling'er watched this fairy-like figure come slowly, until she walked across from her and sat down slowly, the whole process, the hall was silent and quiet.

"Okay, what's the arrangement now, you go ahead." The majestic voice of the old emperor broke the beautiful silence.

Seeing this, the eldest princess glanced at the people beside her, and saw that the song and dance that had stopped had been stopped had also started again at this time, with the sound of silk and bamboo, as if she wanted to sing the beauty of the whole spring completely.

At the end of the song, the audience burst into warm applause, no one knows whether to praise this beautiful dance music, or look forward to the next show, many daughters have a shy smile on their faces, shy and delicate women are the most beautiful!

The song and dance retreated, the eldest princess smiled and was not angry, "Today is a rare opportunity to perform, I hope everyone can go all out to see who can win the first prize." ”

Suddenly, the eyes of the men below flashed with excitement, and it was also their blessing to be able to enjoy so many beautiful performances at one time. At the same time, the woman also had a little light in her eyes, eager to try.

The first item, poetry. Literati and writers like to recite poems against each other, and to be a woman with both ability and political integrity, poetry naturally cannot be bad. Writing poetry is one of the most important in the flower viewing competition, and only if your poem enters the top three will you have a chance to compete in the following competitions.

Lan Ling'er just looked faint during the whole process, she didn't have any idea about the so-called Begonia brand, but she didn't mind letting Dongfang Qin's idea fall through, the so-called revenge for grievances, this was an opportunity. In the first two years, Dongfang Qin was the first place, but he didn't ask the emperor for marriage, isn't he just waiting for Mu Xinghan?

Now that Mu Xinghan has finally come out, she naturally will not let go of this opportunity.

Lan Ling'er smiled lightly, what she liked most was to let those people fall from heaven to hell, and let the cooked ducks fly away from her hands, which was a hundred times more painful than those who didn't have ducks in the first place. It's like having hope and then suddenly despairing.

When she got the title, Lan Ling'er's eyes flashed slightly, and the poem with the theme of "Moon" hooked her lips slightly, and she couldn't help but look at Mu Xinghan, who was sitting opposite her, and through his figure, she seemed to see another individual who blended ice and snow and sunshine.

Mu Xinghan, who was originally bowing his head, suddenly raised his head, just as the eyes of the two collided, and each other was stunned, the corners of Mu Xinghan's mouth raised slightly, raised the wine glass in his hand, signaled to Lan Ling'er, and drank it directly. Seeing this, Lan Ling'er pretended to nod calmly, and then turned her gaze to the side, but missed the shallow smile on the corner of Mu Xinghan's mouth.

Such a delicate scene happened to fall in Dongfang Qin's eyes, and the originally soft gaze seemed to be suddenly poisonous, Lan Ling'er couldn't help but feel the gust of cloudy wind, just looking at the sunny weather, she couldn't help but let go of this moment of discomfort.

Unhurriedly wrote a good poem, Lan Linger handed in her work, and for the sake of fairness, no name was written on everyone's paper. Choose a few of the best psalms and let the crowd vote them.

Soon, I saw the chamberlain take out the poems selected by the scholars and give them to the eldest princess on the side.

"Yu'er, it's up to you to read it to everyone!"

Dongfang Yu got up slowly, and every time he followed his footsteps a little further, Lan Ling'er could see that the beauties present had a little more expectation on their faces.

Dongfang Yu opened the rice paper in his hand one by one, his face was pale, so that people couldn't see any emotion, and glanced at the excitement and expectation of the people below.

"Jade Ladder Resentment"

The jade step is white dew, and the night invades Luo socks for a long time. But under the crystal curtain, looking at the autumn moon.

Suddenly there was a burst of applause from below, Lan Ling'er couldn't help but look at Mu Xinghan opposite, and suddenly wanted to know how this pride of heaven would react to such a verse, but he just lowered his head and played with the wine glass in his hand, without a trace of emotion. I can't help but feel relieved, and I don't know whether I am happy or emotional.

Waiting for everyone's applause to stop, Dongfang Yufang started the second song.

"Farewell on a Moonlit Night"

The moon is silent, the moon is silent, the moon is bright, and people are affectionate. After farewell, lovesickness is like the moon, and the water between the clouds reaches the layer city.

Lan Ling'er was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but look at Dongfang Qin, there was thunderous applause below, but there was no excitement on her face, obviously this song was not hers. I can't help but secretly wonder that the second song is obviously more popular than the first one.

Birdsong Stream

People are idle and osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and the spring stream sings.

It's not like the first two poems, after reading this poem, I saw that there was silence below, and Lan Ling'er hooked her lips shallowly. Suddenly, there was a clear applause from opposite her, and then the entire temple erupted in thunderous sounds. Lan Ling'er couldn't help but look at Mu Xinghan in astonishment, at this time, he was also looking at herself, and there was a complexity in her eyes that she couldn't guess.

After reading the three poems, some people were happy, some people were sad, and most of the women had disappointed looks on their faces, because there were no works of theirs in these three poems, and they had no chance with the Begonia brand.

The applause stopped, "Haha..." I heard the old emperor's old and dignified laughter resounding through the hall, "Sure enough, this year's poems are much more wonderful than those of the previous two years." ”

Suddenly, Dongfang Qin's face froze, and he barely maintained the smile on his face.

As he spoke, the emperor turned his gaze to Mu Xinghan at the end and said, "Xinghan, what do you have of your own opinion on these three poems?" ”

At this time, everyone's eyes were on the most eye-catching figure in the originally most inconspicuous seat.

I saw Mu Xinghan's expression faint, and he didn't pay attention to the gazes of others on him, or eager, or nervous, or expectant, or jealous... None of this seemed to have anything to do with him, and Lan Ling'er couldn't help but wonder what this person was most interested in.

"The first song is the sorrow in the boudoir, desolate and beautiful; The second song is the sorrow of parting, shallow and faint, haunting in the heart; The third song is leisurely, refreshing and pleasant. Different levels, different techniques, if you have to choose the star, I choose the third one, the highest realm, women in the world rarely have such open-mindedness and indifference. ”

Hearing this, he saw that the old emperor was thoughtful, so he turned his eyes to the three princes on the side and said, "What do you think? ”

Dongfang Yu said respectfully: "The first song is rendered, the second song is set off, and the third song is white, if it is for the sons to choose, the sons will also choose the third song." ”

I saw that Dongfang Qin's face was pale at this time, and he looked at Dongfang Yi tightly, and his hands kept wringing handkerchiefs.

"If you let the sons choose, the sons choose the second one." As he spoke, Dongfang Yi glanced at Lan Ling'er, but saw that she didn't have the slightest mood swing, and couldn't help frowning slightly.

"Erchen thinks the first song is the best." At this time, Dongfang Qi said slowly.

The old emperor couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, "Oh... So Qi'er said what's going on? ”

Dongfang Qi's smile stiffened slightly, and said: "I wrote the dynamics of the moon, from the jade steps to the crystal curtain, which shows the fast passage of time, and Erchen thinks this kind of writing is excellent." ”

The emperor retracted his gaze and looked at the eldest princess on the side, "What does the imperial sister think?" ”

The eldest princess chuckled and said, "Let's listen to them, I won't make peace with the young man." ”

The emperor did not have any reluctance, his eyes looked at everyone lovingly, and he seemed to be accustomed to the pairs of expectant or curious eyes below.

"As Mu Shizi said, in this poetry competition, "Birdsong Stream" is the first, "Farewell on the Bright Moon Night" is the second, and "Jade Ladder Resentment" is the third."

Suddenly, there was a whisper below, and everyone was guessing the owner of these three poems, as the father-in-law next to the emperor announced the names of the owners of these three poems, everyone's eyes were focused on Lan Ling'er, but they didn't see her feel the slightest discomfort, but smiled generously at everyone.

Suddenly won a lot of favor among the sons.

"How is that possible? I think Sister Jean's is the best written! Immediately, Yan Qin stood up dissatisfied.

"Qin'er, sit down for me!" The eldest princess couldn't help but shout angrily. saw Yan Qin pouting and sat down.

The emperor glanced at Yan Qin, who was sitting down, and then turned his gaze to Dongfang Qin, and said: "Writing poetry is not only about technique, but more importantly, about the ideological realm, Qin'er's "Jade Ladder Resentment" is really good, but it is too niche, and the things of the daughter's family are inevitable, which also makes Ling'er's "Birdsong Stream" eye-catching, as for the bright sun's "Farewell on a Bright Moon Night" is also very good. ”

Seeing Dongfang Qin, he said respectfully: "Qin'er respectfully obeys the teachings of his father. ”

The most surprising thing for Lan Linger was the poems of the Oriental Sun, I originally thought that she was just a proud princess, but she didn't expect to have such talent, which was immediately impressive.

The poem is only used as a threshold to enter the subsequent competition, and the real contest is still to come.

The flower viewing conference, when it comes to being a group of flowers, is actually just a few people who get attention, and the other ladies are just a foil. In the last flower-viewing conference, it was the Oriental Qin, the Blue Snow Dance and the Yanqin, and the Oriental Sunshine did not participate at all.

The talent show is the most important, and everyone can come up with a show that they are good at, and they will be selected by everyone.

According to the ranking of poetry, the first to play was Dongfang Qin, who had already packed up her emotions, with confidence, walked to the center of the field step by step, Lan Linger noticed that she had taken off the pink cloak on her body at some point, revealing the crescent white water-sleeved long skirt inside, and the long skirt pouring down seemed to be Yuehua dancing, with her graceful every step, it brought fine and dense lines, making people's hearts flutter.

Lan Ling'er couldn't help but look at Mu Xinghan opposite, obviously Dongfang Qin's dance was prepared for him, Mu Xinghan, who was also crescent moon white, looked at it and gave birth to an extra immortal aura.

The long sound of the piano sounded, and the oriental piano slowly stretched its body, naturally not pretentious, but with a different kind of beauty. With a slight smile, no more than a little less charm, the breeze rose, the tips of her hair moved, and even the dance steps with her began to gradually speed up, giving people a sense of ethereal and mysterious.

The body is as light as the breeze, like a fairy who will disappear at any moment, and her eyes are tactful, turning with the mood of the music. The elegance is leisurely, the atmosphere is graceful, even Lan Linger has to sigh, it is really the world-famous "Moon Dance", with the coldness of the moon, but also its nobility, and at the same time with the charm that a woman should have.

Suddenly, the rhythm accelerated, the oriental qin took the right foot as the axis, rotated in place, the speed followed the music from slow to fast, and the crescent white skirt was completely stretched out, until only a trace of phantom was left in the eyes of people, just like Chang'e who finally went with the moon, leaving only a trace of thought.

Suddenly, the music stopped, the white shadow stopped suddenly, and Dongfang Qin knelt on the ground, with a touch of pink on her face, which added a touch of grace to her originally delicate face. Everyone applauded one after another, but when she saw that she glanced at Mu Xinghan with autumn waves, she wanted the emperor to salute slowly and return to her seat gracefully.