Queen Wang said lightly: "The harem has nothing to do all day, it is rare to have a poetry meeting, Xiao Zhaozi, you can do it, before sunset, you can make it." ”

Zhao Wujiang struggled.

Seeing this, Concubine Xiao Shu continued: "That's it, Xiao Zhaozi, if you compose a poem and can get the first place in the poetry club, this golden step will be shaken, and the palace will give you a reward." ”

Concubine Xiao Shufei took out a small box, and after opening it, everyone saw a carved and extremely delicate glass gold step lying quietly in the box.

"This is a few years ago, a small country in the Western Regions paid tribute, the palace thinks it's good, so it's coming, today, if you get the first, this golden step will be given to you, how about it."

Zhao Wujiang noticed that when the sandalwood locket containing the golden step was opened, the eyes of several women present were all attracted to it.

Obviously, this golden step is extremely valuable, and they both like it.

Wu Meiniang on the side also looked moved.

Zhao Wujiang looked excited and shy, looking struggling and entangled.

But he secretly thought in his heart, such a precious golden step shake will be used as a reward? This is obviously tempting him to participate in the big competition, afraid that he will not participate, afraid that Wu Meiniang will not participate.

Today's entire poetry club is a bureau of cloth, in order to suppress Wu Meiniang, frustrate her spirit, and cut her arrogance.

Even if it wasn't for Zhao Wujiang to represent Zhaoyi Palace in the poetry meeting today, they would find a way to tempt or pressure Wu Meiniang.

Zhao Wujiang originally wanted to return to the high-profile poetry meeting in a high-profile manner, but he still thought about it for a while and decided to test it first, and the result was tempted.

Come to think of it, they have already decided on the theme of the poetry club, and even the poem manuscript is probably ready.

But I, Zhao Wujiang, am a person who has memorized Tang and Song poems and songs, and you compare me with a hammer...... Zhao Wujiang scratched his head and smiled shyly: "Okay... All right. ”

Hearing that Zhao Wujiang agreed, several talented people and Niangniang all smiled, as long as Zhao Wujiang dared to agree, then today is the time for Wu Meiniang to lose face.

Cui Anshan, who was behind the queen, opened the folding fan and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, what is the theme of our poems today?"

"Brother Cui, the contemptible people have a suggestion, it's better to take the beautiful faces of all the ladies as the theme, and write a poem each, how about it?" Lin Muzhou said.

"Brother Lin's proposal is good, I agree, I don't know what you and talented people think?" Cui Anshan asked.

Concubine Xiao Shu was the first to speak: "Well, it's very good to use this as a topic, and this palace agrees." ”

The queen and the two concubines had no objections.

Wu Meiniang agreed with a flat expression, she had seen Zhao Wujiang compose poems, and after a little thought, he could blurt out a poem, and any topic should not be difficult for him.

"Father-in-law Zhao, everyone agrees, what about you?" Cui Anshan looked playful and asked, staring at Zhao Wujiang.

A few of you talented concubines were in cahoots, and of course they all agreed...... Zhao Wujiang smiled:

"No objections, listen to you."

Cui Anshan looked at Zhao Wujiang's calm appearance, and thought to himself, just pretend, wait a minute, let your true form be revealed.

He shook the folding fan and said:

"It seems that Zhao Gonggong is confident and is not afraid of any poetry topic at all. I hope that Zhao Gonggong will wait and not let us down. ”

"The poem has been decided, let's get started." Queen Wang said in a deep voice.

...

A few talented people shook their heads slightly, with a contemplative look on their faces.

You're all ready, so you don't have to pack it together...... Zhao Wujiang looked at the appearance of several talented people and sighed.

Concubine Xiao Shufei observed Zhao Wujiang's sigh, thinking that he couldn't think of it and sighed in embarrassment.

She moved her eyes to Wu Meiniang, who was calmly drinking tea on the side, and said in her heart that you actually sent a little eunuch to participate in the poetry meeting, wait to see how you lose face.

Time ticked tock, and a quarter of an hour later, Cui Anshan was the first to speak:

"I see that all the brothers are still thinking about it, but I will not be respectful to write a poem first."

He cleared his throat, bowed to the queen, straightened his back, and said aloud:

"There is a beautiful woman in the peerless generation, living in the Phoenix Palace.

Legacy and independent, autumn chrysanthemum breeze. ”

"Good!"

As soon as Cui Anshan wrote a poem, several talented people applauded.

"Brother Cui is worthy of being the genius of the Cui family in Qinghe, it is only a little more than a cup of tea, and he has made such a masterpiece, and the younger brother sighs to himself."

"Yes, this kind of talent is really a model for my generation, and it is not comparable to the bluff of some rats."

You are especially the rats, you should be arrogant first, and now the more arrogant you are, the more you will ...... Zhao Wujiang pursed his lips and rolled his eyes.

Queen Wang's face was full of red light, and when she heard the poem written by Cui Anshan, she nodded with satisfaction.

She looked at Wu Meiniang, Wu Meiniang looked indifferent, and her light appearance made her snort coldly in her heart.

"Contemptible people are not talented, if you have Brother Cui's inspiration, let's also write a poem."

Lin Muzhou arched his hand, and then spoke loudly:

"The pulse is in the eyes, and the flowers are in full bloom.

The color is pleasing to the eyes, and the appearance is shocking to the world. ”

"Good!" Cui Anshan applauded.

"Brother Lin is too modest, as soon as this poem comes out, you and I are indistinguishable."

"Where, thanks to Brother Cui, if it wasn't for Brother Cui to give me inspiration, I wouldn't have made it so quickly." Lin Muzhou was modest on his lips, but his expression was quite proud.

When Concubine Xiao heard Lin Muzhou's poem, she raised her head and looked at Wu Meiniang defiantly.

I didn't know that Wu Meiniang didn't look at her, and said something to Qing'er with a calm expression.

Cui Anshan and Lin Muzhou, you say Brother Cui and I say Brother Lin, and then praise each other for how natural and talented each other's poems are.

The other two talents followed to praise Cui Lin and the others, as if the first in this poetry meeting was already in Cui Lin's bag.

Zhao Wujiang clasped his hands in his sleeves, his expression was indifferent, and he silently watched Cui Anshan and Lin Muzhou blowing each other's business, and several concubines passed glances to each other.

Zhao Wujiang didn't know why they were so flattering, and after a full cup of tea, a few talented people stopped.

Cui Anshan opened the folding fan with a "bang", revealing the lake landscape painted on the folding fan.

He said proudly: "Why didn't Gonggong Zhao say a word?" ”

Lin Muzhou then opened his mouth: "Don't you know how to compose poetry, right?" Do you want me and Brother Cui to point you out? Ha ha. ”

"Okay, I've thanked a few talented people first." Zhao Wujiang smiled:

"I have pondered a poem for a long time, and I hope that all of you talents will not be stingy with your advice."

Zhao Wujiang took a step, and his originally lazy and shy appearance became fierce in an instant.

"The clouds want to wear clothes and flowers want to look,

The spring breeze helps Revlon.

If it weren't for the jade mountains,

will meet Yaotai under the moon. ”

As soon as this poem came out, everyone present except Qing'er was full of disbelief.

Queen Wang's red lips opened slightly, and it was difficult to hide the waves in her heart.

When she read this poem, she imagined that there were no traces of artificiality, and the words in the poem were flowing, and the spring breeze on the paper showed the beauty of jade!