The people inside and shouting outside all heard it, and Li Yu opened his mouth and said: "What font is so strange, take it and let Gu also see it." ”

"Okay, let's take a look." Li Mingzhi immediately asked the maid to pass on the message of His Royal Highness the Prince.

When he saw the ancient poem, Li Yu was stunned for a moment, sure enough, it was a font that he had never seen before, but he looked at it with a familiar feeling, and he guessed Ruan Mianmian with his intuition.

Reading the poem again, Li Yu said without hesitation: "Don't talk about the font, this poem alone is the first of today." ”

Hearing this, all the sons, including Li Mingming, surrounded them, and most of them agreed with what Li Yu said after a while.

The only one who is a little unconvinced is Ruan Jin, he is the first of the sons of the poems, but after carefully studying the special font, he has to admit defeat, if the poems are their own strengths, then the font is absolutely not the kind of style of others.

"I'm willing to bow down." Ruan Jin said calmly.

Ruan Xiao patted Ruan Jin on the shoulder: "That poem turned out to be written by the eldest brother." ”

"I look at it as my eldest brother's handwriting." Ruan Chen said.

Ruan Zhao also smiled: "I didn't expect the third brother to be able to see it." ”

"Well, you guys are studying together, I don't recognize the excusable circumstances."

Li Mingzhi knows his own affairs, and he is absolutely impossible to stand out from the competition when he writes poetry, and he originally pinned his hopes on Li Minghui, but this handwriting is obviously not hers, but I didn't expect her to lose too.

Remembering that Li Minghui specially planned Saishi, but turned out to make wedding dresses for others, Li Minghui pretended to be unhappy on the surface, but he was actually very happy in his heart.

Although Li Minghui is a woman, she is the only concubine, and she is the most beloved of Li Heng, the king of southern Xinjiang.

Originally, Li Minghui's daughter couldn't hinder Li Mingming's affairs even if she competed for favor, but her favor indirectly benefited her sick brother Li Mingcong, so he actually wanted her to make a mistake in private.

At this banquet today, Li Mingming's eyes glanced inside, he had his own purpose, Li Minghui messed up, he couldn't mess up again.

"Who's going to get the jackpot?" Li Wang asked everyone's thoughts.

Li Yu raised his voice: "Lord Minghui, who wrote this poem?" ”

The people present, you look at me, I look at you, and everyone is confused.

Ruan Mianmian stood up silently: "Accept, admit, in fact, the writing is not very good." ”

The voice of the little milk dumpling sounded, and there was an uproar outside, but there was silence inside the Yanyu Building

"It's you!" Li Minghui shouted in disbelief.

Ruan Mianmian smiled lightly, with a smile on her face and two deeply sunken dimples, she was calm, and the people present seemed to see her demeanor in the piano art competition again.

"It's against the sky! What else would you not? Ji Ji spoke to everyone present.

"It's Mianmian!" Several sons of the Ruan family reacted and cheered in unison.

Li Yu suppressed the joy in his heart and announced loudly: "The leader of today's poems is the lord of Linglong. ”

Six hundred taels of colorful head Ruan Mianmian generously took it out to reward the people who were waiting up and down, although there was a lot of silver, but the young lady who was present was still not eye-catching, and it was quite cost-effective for the little milk dumplings to be handed over to those who needed it to win a good reputation.

Li Minghui stared at Ruan Mianmian as if she was staring at an enemy, since she entered Beijing, she and her were incompatible, and she was originally a little hesitant for fear of being blamed by her father, but at this moment she decided to let it go.

No one will treat Ruan Mianmian as a child who doesn't understand anything, because all the people in her style are close to her, and the little milk dumplings are also chatting happily with everyone amicably.

One after another, people squeezed around their county lords, and Jiu'er and Hongyu didn't dare to relax in the slightest, and they were on full alert.

Finding that Li Minghui's personal maid Chunhong walked to Gu Lingan's side by pouring tea and whispered something, Jiu'er's heart sank.

Listening to Chunhong's words, Gu Lingan's first reaction was to shake her head, and then she said a few more words, Gu Lingan hesitated for a moment and then nodded slightly.

The exchange between the two was only for a moment, and no one else present noticed it except Jiu'er.

Hongyu knelt and sat in front of the desk waiting for Ruan Mianmian and Li Ying, the little maid behaved decently, but she was only about ten years old, but her every move was the same as that of a palace maid who had undergone strict training, which showed that the county lord of Linglong was well trained.

Seeing this, the daughters present looked at Ruan Mianmian's eyes becoming more and more intense, worthy of being a person who can be appreciated by the emperor and the queen mother, and they should be well-stammered.

I have to say that it's only been a year, Hongyu is like being reborn, in addition to her own factors, the most important thing is that Ruan Geng attaches great importance to it, and Ruan Yi has put a lot of effort into her.

Ruan Mianmian is very happy, with Jiu'er and Hongyu by her side, she should be much more worry-free in the future.

Hongyu seems to be waiting like other palace maids, but in fact, she has been paying more attention, she has checked all the food and tableware, for fear that someone will do something that will be bad for her own county lord.

Although there was no mistake, Hongyu did not relax her vigilance, yesterday the old marquis said in person, today is a Hongmen banquet, so she was sent back to the county lord in advance, her only task is the same as Jiu'er, is to ensure Ruan Mianmian's safety.

At this moment, Hongyu's eyes flashed, she smelled a special smell, and a plate of sweet and soft osmanthus cake was served.

"Thank you." Hongyu seemed to reach out inadvertently and took the plate from the little eunuch's hand.

Hongyu remained silent, turned around and put the osmanthus cake on the table, and the little eunuch who brought the snacks turned around and left when he saw that it had been put on the table.

Ruan Mianmian likes dim sum, especially this kind of soft and glutinous dessert with a fresh fragrance.

Seeing the osmanthus cake, Ruan Mianmian's eyes lit up, and she heard Hongyu whisper: "County Lord, the third lady asked you to eat less sweets." ”

When did my mother say this, and besides, didn't she make all kinds of desserts and feed herself every day? Ruan Mianmian glanced at Hongyu, and her eyes fell on the stack of osmanthus cakes.

The eyes of the master and servant met in mid-air, knowing each other.

Drugged a little doll, and I don't know what kind of drug it is? Ruan Mianmian looked at the plate of osmanthus cake and was really curious.

Ruby sat on her knees and pretended to sort out the dishes on the moving table, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes.

Ruan Mianmian understood in seconds, it turned out that the osmanthus cake was filled with sweat medicine, although as long as you don't eat it, it's no problem, but it's annoying to look at.

"Sister Ying, there are insects in this, you can't eat it." Ruan Mianmian whispered to Li Ying.

Li Ying looked at the plate of osmanthus cake with disgust on her face: "Throw it away." ”

"Yes." Hongyu was happy, the county lord was smart, and he took down the plate of osmanthus cake through the mouth of the county lord of Ankang.

Li Minghui watched as the plate of osmanthus cake was put on and removed as it was, she frowned and glanced in Gu Ling'an's direction.