Chapter Seventy-Three: Blue MSI wins
In this link, the emperor first selected the first topic, and the people below answered, and the person who answered chose the blind box. Then the second one is played, and so on until the last blind box ends.
Lan Weixing sat down and listened carefully to the emperor's question, and it was only then that Lan Weixing took a closer look at the emperor.
Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sitting on it without being angry and arrogant, probably because of today's palace banquet, it is more cordial. The hair has turned a little gray, the Yin Tang is black, and the qi and blood are insufficient, which can be seen to be caused by long-term fatigue and depression, and the body is in a state of "sub-health".
I saw the emperor smile kindly and said a topic: "It's the Dragon Boat Festival, why don't you take the 'Dragon Boat Festival' as the theme, combine the current scene to make a poem, and finally take the best one as the winner." ”
Lan Weixing lowered her head and pondered, and quickly searched for the ancient poems she had learned in her mind, but she only remembered Su Shi's "Huanxi Sha Dragon Boat Festival", and this poem did not fit the current situation.
Lan Weixing was annoyed why he didn't learn more ancient poems before, so it could come in handy at this time.
And why is it the Dragon Boat Festival, the Double Ninth Festival, she can still know a series of famous tests such as "September 9th Memories of Shandong Brothers", "Nine Days of Qishan Climbing", and the Mid-Autumn Festival also learned the famous "Water Tune Song Tou - When Will There Be Tomorrow", "Nangezi" and so on.
After the emperor finished speaking, everyone in the audience began to think, and after a while, someone got up to answer, causing a round of applause.
This topic seems to arouse everyone's interest, and from time to time people get up, even Bai Yimeng improvised a song, which also attracted everyone's praise.
Bai Yimeng's face flashed with pride, she memorized this little poem a few days ago, she learned from her father that there would be this part of this banquet, so she memorized various types of poems in advance.
At this time, Bai Yimeng looked at everyone's reactions, and was faintly excited, and it was not in vain that she spent a lot of hard work, and her head was dazed. Even if he didn't win in the end, he could be regarded as showing his face in front of the emperor.
Lan Weixing is angry, but she can't be original, at this time, it would be good to have a collection of ancient poems, if not, give her a browser to search!
At this time, Xiaoxing whispered in Lan Weixing's ear, and he looked like he hated Lan Weixing: "Sister, why don't you stand up and compete with them?" Don't you want a gift? ”
Lan Weixing pouted and said aggrievedly: "You think I don't want to, isn't it?" I won't be embarrassed. ”
"Yo Yo Yo, there are things that my sister doesn't know." Xiaoxing gloated, but still for the sake of Lan Weixing, and said, "Sister, I know, why don't you ask me?" ”
Lan Weixing became excited when she heard this, her eyes lit up, and she said with bad intentions: "Little star, little baby, come and tell my sister, I love you!" ”
"Please!" Little Star said arrogantly.
Lan Weixing smiled flatteringly: "Little star, please, hurry up, hurry up, it'll be over in a while." ”
"Insincere! Hum! ”
Since it is not good to say good things, don't blame her for being polite, Lan Weixing put away her flattering expression and threatened seriously: "If you don't tell me now, I will torture your brother Fengqing when I go back, and send him to the black factory to dig coal, so that you will never see him again." ”
"Woohoo! You actually threatened your gentle, virtuous, cute and well-behaved, kind and generous, and loved little baby, you are too much, there is no love! Little Star cried.
Lan Weixing said gloomily: "That's right, it's a threat to you, you don't say it!" ”
"I said no, woo! You bully people. Xiaoxing pretended to say with a crying voice, and then told Lan Weixing about Li Longji's "Dragon Boat Festival", Lan Weixing fortunately has a good memory, and he memorized it after listening to it once.
Lan Weixing said disdainfully: "I thought you would be original, but it turned out that you didn't copy the poems of the ancients." ”
"Phew, then don't use it, you bad woman, you're not as good as me as a porter, I remember it, you don't even remember." Little Star said angrily.
Lan Weixing said so, but there was no ambiguity at all when it was time to appropriate.
I saw Lan Weixing whispering in his mouth: "Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, first of all, I'm sorry, I'm borrowing your poems here, please, please, it's really a last resort." ”
Lan Weiqing vaguely heard Lan Weixing muttering something quietly, but she couldn't hear it clearly, and was about to listen carefully with her ears sideways, when she saw Lan Weixing standing up to compose a poem.
Lan Weixing stood up and first saluted the emperor before saying: "The little girl Lan Weixing is not talented, she made a small poem, and I hope everyone can criticize and correct it." ”
After speaking, Lan Weixing began to recite the poem that Xiaoxing had just read to her:
"The Dragon Boat Festival is in the middle of summer, and the Qing Dynasty is getting longer and longer.
The salt plum has been accompanied, and the song is passed on.
The ancients left traces, and the years are long.
When Xuan knows Hibiscus Mao, he feels the fragrance of reeds to the water.
Billions of trillions return to life, and the public is safe.
If you are loyal and do not replace it, you will be able to do it after Kunfang. ”
After reciting this poem, Lan Weixing smiled decently and said, "Let everyone laugh!" Then he sat back down, sat down and started chattering again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, understand." ”
Lan Weixing had just finished reciting this poem, and the scene was quiet, and then he heard a bunch of people saying something like "Good poem!" "Wonderful! Such compliments.
Lan Weixing's face was hot, and he still felt embarrassed, after all, this was not a poem made by himself, but a number of other people's works, and he said in his heart: "Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, praising this poem is equivalent to praising you, it's really a good poem." ”
Nan Siheng, who was on the opposite side, had been observing Lan Weixing's expression, and found that Lan Weixing's facial expression had been changing, sometimes distressed, sometimes excited, all kinds of expressions were mixed, and his mouth was also talking to himself, which was really lively!
Nan Siheng looked at it like this, and somehow the corners of his mouth hooked.
Nan Siyu was amazed at the stains on the side.
The emperor pondered the meaning of the poem, laughed for a while, and said: "Okay, this poem is good, the front is a happy mood for the beauty of the festival, and the second is a good wish for the happiness and health of the people and the prosperity of the country." ”
As an emperor, after hearing "billions of trillions of longevity, the public is prosperous." If loyalty is not replaced, after the convulsion of Kunfang", he was deeply touched, he hoped that the people would live happily, and the ministers could be consistently loyal.
Lan Weixing also understood that the poem selected by Xiaoxing was the most suitable to read to the emperor, because the author of this poem was an emperor himself.
Lan Weixing got up and thanked: "Thank you for the emperor's compliment!" ”
"Lan Weixing, the medical skills are superb and the talent is also good, there is a reward, I announced that the winner of this question is Lan Weixing." The emperor said in a good mood.