93.Chapter 93 Let's compose a poem together
After hearing this, the corners of Nangong Ao's mouth twitched, and he looked at her quite unbearably.
She's too talented? Easy to make famous sentences for the ages? Worried about being assassinated if you do too well?
Is she thinking too much!
Although he has been fighting all year round, the emperor's grandmother's birthday and poetry party rarely have the opportunity to participate. But he still knows something about the affairs of the capital, he has heard of Zhong Yubing, who is the daughter of Zhong Taifu, and is indeed a talented woman of the contemporary age, and her talent has made many old scholars who are highly respected and highly respected.
And Murong Zhi, the concubine of the Duke of Qi, is only among these people, and she is not outstanding or backward. When did she start to be able to make the famous sentence that she would be assassinated very lightly?
He was speechless for a long time before he said coldly: "Princess, are you thinking too much?" ”
She wished she was overthinking! In the middle of this speech, I have already arrived at the plum garden. Murong Zhi sighed and glanced at Nangong Ao: "Lord Wang, if I do it blindly, you won't mind, right?" ”
She actually wanted to talk about this, and discussed it with Nangong Ao first. In case of a time, she took out that classic poem and made a terrifying effect, and Nangong Ao would settle accounts with her for the reputation of the Battle Palace!
Nangong Ao swept her away, and said coldly: "Do what you want." Even if you don't know how to compose poetry at all, no one can do anything to you with this king! ”
He has seen Murong Zhi's ability to talk nonsense, reverse black and white, and put gold on his face for a long time. At this time, it was guessed that she was probably worried that she would not be able to do well later, so she said such a paragraph.
His words were very important, and Murong Zhi's heart moved slightly, but there was no abnormality on his face. This guy may not be as scummy as she thought!
When I arrived at the plum garden, the sun was just right today.
Everyone sat down, and the scene was very grand. The nobles and sons are all eager to try, waiting for the war. If the title of the first talented man and the first talented woman can be taken down, among the nobles, it will be as beautiful as the ordinary people of the people who have taken the top prize, so they are all quite excited.
After taking his seat, the emperor looked at the queen mother and said, "Queen Mother, in previous years, I always made the questions, but this year, it is up to you to make the questions!" ”
As soon as the emperor's words came out, the queen mother nodded, and her eyes swept down. Especially after staying at Murong Zhi's place for a while, he looked around again, and finally said: "The mourning family doesn't know what to say, so it's better to use 'Untitled' as the title, and everyone improvises poems, which can be regarded as fair!" What does the emperor see? ”
The emperor nodded: "The queen mother's idea is excellent, then take 'Untitled' as the title, and after a stick of incense, each will write a poem!" ”
"Yes!" All of them were commanded.
Then, everyone began to frown and think about it seriously. They were thinking of good poems in their hearts, especially the county lord of Zhaorong, glared at Murong Zhi fiercely, and then began to think about it extremely seriously, only hoping that he could make a good poem, which could completely suppress Murong Zhi and avenge his revenge!
The eunuch lit a stick of incense in an incense burner made of golden threads. Wait for the ashes to burn out......
Everyone was thinking about it, only Murong Zhi was alone, very calm, holding the fruit in front of the table, eating and drinking, very leisurely. It doesn't seem like there's anything wrong with her at all! Originally, it didn't have anything to do with her, because if she lost or won, it didn't affect her.
After she was satisfied, the eunuch said loudly: "A stick of incense, here!" ”