Wu Xinya's name was loudly announced, and she stepped forward, her expression still indifferent.

When he arrived at the right position, the presiding palace maid stepped forward to inquire, and reported: "Shangshu Qianjin Wu Xinya, chant a poem." ”

Dye Qing almost burst out laughing, her sister-in-law is really funny, all the daughters did their best to prove their talent after the emperor arrived, but she chose this bland poetry?

Qingwan's voice has begun to drift away: "The moon is the Mid-Autumn Equinox, and people send greetings from afar; The bright moon is sprinkled with clear light in the sky, and the Mid-Autumn Festival is a good night; Good luck for the festive season, full moon and full people! ”

A poem with a full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the meaning may be very good, but it seems to be mediocre, the beauty here, almost everyone can chant poems against it, this verse can only be regarded as neat.

After hearing this, the queen mother smiled and said: "Xinya, this palace has heard that the Wu family is good at Xiao, why did you come out and chant poems right?" You can't just fool a poem to perfunctory the palace. ”

Everyone knows that Wu Shangshu's daughter was married to Ning Feiyang, the son of Ning Xiang, earlier, and thought that the queen would not be more embarrassed, but looking at the current situation, everyone is not sure.

Ning Feiyang looked at his fiancée with some concern, he understood her indisputable thoughts, but at this occasion, as soon as the queen mother said this, I am afraid she would not be able to hide.

Wu Xinya had already knelt on the ground, claiming that she didn't dare. Then someone sent a tube of Xiao to her, and the queen also asked her not to be polite and quickly get up.

In desperation, she had no choice but to take Xiao, put it between her lips, and immediately started a melodious song, which is a song "Allure", which has a variety of meanings, some people interpret it as a woman in Allure, and some people interpret it as a lover at first sight.

Wu Xinya played this song at this time, what her intention was, everyone already knew it.

After the song, the emperor clapped his hands, and naturally everyone applauded together.

Compared with the previous beauties' performances, Wu Xinya's Xiao Sheng is indeed different, and the music is melodious and pleasant, which seems to be a lover's story, but it is not too gorgeous, and it is also in line with the word elegance in her heart.

Dye Qing secretly cheered for her, loyal to love, not afraid of power, when she was a good woman, Ning Feiyang was able to marry her, it was his blessing. No wonder the affection in Ning Feiyang's eyes, even if he was as calm as him, couldn't hide it.

I couldn't see the queen's joy and anger, and after a few words of praise, the next beauty began to perform.

And Wu Xinya's group, naturally, there is no suspense, she was named the first place.

Dye Qing noticed that Ning Ruoshuang glanced back at this side, smiling lightly, not knowing what he meant.

Let's understand that Wu Xinya is not convinced, after all, Ning Ruoshuang is only sixteen years old, and the girl is always strong. Although this person may be her eldest brother's wife in the near future, at the moment, she has the idea of competing with Wu Xinya.

There are twenty-five beauties in total, and although Dye Qing no longer wants to go to people for that so-called talent show, especially after that person appears, it is still her turn after all.

At the beginning of their group, the emperor had already spoken: "Is it that I have come to make everyone feel restrained?" ”

The words are not clear, but it is equivalent to directly reprimanding their performance, there is no novelty and no excitement.

Therefore, the queen's voice was also a little cold: "The talents of all the beauties tonight are very exquisite, and I hope that this last group can have a more brilliant performance, so as not to disappoint the emperor and the palace." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's color changed. The daughter who came on the stage later didn't dare to look at it, only trembling to perform her talents, and retreated respectfully, but the queen's expression became colder and colder, and she was obviously very dissatisfied with the performances in the last two scenes.

When it came time to dye the green, she had no intention of the true meaning of this Mid-Autumn Festival, so even if the queen's face was not good, she also stepped forward to write a hand according to her original idea.

When presiding over the palace maid to announce the name of her talent, she noticed the sarcasm flashing on the faces of the eldest lady and Ning Ruo.

In their opinion, she is the daughter of a singer, who has lived in the backyard for a long time, and has never asked Mr. Xi to teach her since she was a child.

When it comes to writing now, it must be a fool.

Dye Qing didn't care about their contempt, just dipped it in black ink, and began to write on rice paper.

If the most intolerable thing for her may be the gaze of someone next to her, which has been staying on her face, making her feel like a thorn. Yesterday, maybe Wen Ruo, today, but I feel unbearable.

The pianist on the side is very good at rendering the atmosphere, and in this kind of still-based interpretation, they will compose a song by themselves, so that everyone will not feel monotonous and boring.

Dye Qing wrote quickly, and a row of words was already on the page.

When the pen was put down, someone immediately took the rice paper and presented it to the emperor.

The emperor's eyes lit up, and he was first attracted by the thin and small fonts, and then carefully read the words, and when he saw the end, he couldn't help but whisper softly.

Then he passed the word to the queen, but there was already a smile on his face: "Wonderful! The pen of this book is light, the structure is rigorous and sparse, the ink is flying, beautiful and natural, and it has a soft exterior and a strong inner strength. This kind of penmanship is really rare among women, and what is even more wonderful is the sentence that seems to be a poem and not a poem, which points to the meaning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, which is really wonderful! Whose daughter is this? ”

Dye Qing was secretly shocked in her heart, and before she could answer, the queen was already whispering on the side: "Ning Ran Qing is the third lady of Prime Minister Ning's family." ”

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