"Is a woman's lack of talent a virtue?" Murong Jimei's eyes swept and she found the person talking in the crowd.

The scholar was dressed in a dark shirt, and he dared to act, looked into Murong Xi's eyes, walked out of the crowd, and stood in the middle of the empty space unhurriedly.

Murong Xi opened his arms and embraced the air, his momentum rose sharply, and his tone was calm and sonorous.

"The eyebrows are swept and the pen is exquisite, and the lisa is looking for poetry in the snow; The mud is old, let him laugh at the east wind. ”（1）

"I am not proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and I have everything in my hands. The knitting female red also came to the hand, and the hall and kitchen showed their magical powers. ”

The more Murong Ji said, the more confident he became, "Dare to ask the scholar, you are not as good as me in poetry and songs, how many points can you beat me in the six arts of the gentleman?" ”

Xuanyi Shizi frowned, "The eldest husband is ambitious in all directions, how can he be burdened by firewood, rice, oil and salt?" ”

"Yet?" Murong Xi smiled contemptuously: "With a woman's firewood, rice, oil and salt, to fruit your belly with a long tongue?" ”

"Since the husband has ambitions in all directions, have you ever had ambitions?"

"Clever tongue, only talking behind your back?"

Murong Ji paused, raised his eyes and looked at the gold medal plaque of Guozijian, although his voice was delicate, it was enough to shock the sky: "Guozijian, but that's it!" ”

"Good! Good! Zhang Xijiu finally realized the true purpose of Murong Xi's roaring of the country's eunuch today, and between Murong Xi and Shizi's quarrel, half of Zhang Xijiu's mind was also listening to Duan Heng's whispered explanation.

Zhang Saijiu, who had not spoken for a long time, was ashamed of himself, clapped his hands and said, "What a good one for him to laugh at the east wind!" The princess learned to be rich and had five cars, and the officials admired her greatly. ”

In fact, not only Zhang Xijiu, but even the son of Xuanyi was dumbfounded by Murong Xi.

He searched for the literature in his mind, but he couldn't pick out a single word to refute Murong Xi.

Not to mention other scholars, they can only be regarded as eye-opening today, and truly appreciate the annotation of both talent and appearance.

In the whole world, the only person who can be called these four words is Murong Xi in front of him.

Li Muyao, who was once the first talented woman in the capital, is not as good as it.

Murong Xi was in a surging mood, and with her modern thoughts, she still had a lot to say.

But she alone could not change the cultural thinking here.

Slightly shaking a man's understanding of women's "lack of talent" is already the limit.

Murong Ji calmed down and blessed his body with the sacrificial wine, "The Lord of the Sacrificial Wine praises falsely, my meager opinion, I hope the Lord will not make fun of it." As for the poems of that Li Qiu scholar, I will not comment on them, so I will hand them over to Zhang Xijiu. ”

Zhang Xianjiu stepped forward in shame and said: "The lower officials are not talented, but there is such disrespect for students, Princess Haihan does not blame, it is already a blessing for Li Qiu." ”

Murong Xi nodded, his eyes swept around again, and after making sure that no one came to break his head again, he boarded the carriage contentedly.

Rust Rust's excited toes are high, and the posture of raising the horsewhip is majestic.

As soon as Murong Xi left, the people around him who were watching the excitement also dispersed, and the discussion in his mouth was Murong Xi's beautiful and wise words.

As for the sons and gentlemen of the country, they hung their heads one by one, and there seemed to be blood boiling in their hearts.

The dignified princess has never conducted scientific research and has never studied deeply.

A few casual words can make them ashamed of what they say.

Many people have retreated from this spring.

With their talent less than half that of the princess, is it still necessary to take the test?

Zhang Xijiu stared at Murong Xi's distant back, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, also showed fanaticism.

He retracted his gaze and snorted coldly at the scholars: "I have taught you for so long, not to mention knowledge, and even my temperament is not comparable to that of a woman." And the face is talking behind the scenes? ”

"Students know what to do." Everyone responded in unison, all from the bottom of their hearts.

It doesn't matter who wrote the poems, but they all have a part in the discussion.

Zhang Xianjiu stroked his beard and walked away, "Send someone to inform Li Qiu that from tomorrow, there is no need to come to Guozijian again." ”

The scholars were slightly stunned, if they didn't come to the country, this year's spring festival would be hopeless.

After studying hard for so many years, I missed this time, and I had to wait for another three years.

Li Qiu, Li Qiu—it's pitiful.

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Gongsun Jin's proposal to accompany Li Hanshu was rejected by Li Hanshu coldly.

He immediately turned back and hid in the shadows to watch.

Murong Xi's performance made him dumbfounded.

Until the matter ended and the crowd was evacuated, Gongsun Jin couldn't extricate himself for a long time.

He hooked his lips, no wonder Jiang Huaiyin looked at her so wrong!

Immediately turned around and went to the regent's palace without stopping.

Murong Xi's carriage arrived one step ahead of him, but the two had different destinations and could not meet.

Gongsun Jin walked all the way and slipped into the study of Dawn Pavilion, ignoring Jiang Huaiyin's cold eye warning, and drank a big sip of water before saying, "Brother Jiang, Brother Jiang, you have become a sinner!" ”

"Huh. The one who dares to cure the sins of this king in the world has not yet been born. Jiang Huaiyin said coldly: "Who allowed you to come in?" ”

Gongsun Jin waved his hand, "Don't worry, I'll leave after speaking." You say that no one in the world dares to punish your sin, but what about the people of the world together? ”

Gongsun Jin spoke wittily and kept talking for an hour, telling the cause and effect of today's events.

Jiang Huaiyin's eyes kept rising, and his face became gloomy when he heard it.

"When did the king's family affairs need to be discussed by the people of the country?"

"Look at it, I just said that the news was more than a hundred taels at that time, right?" Gongsun Jin fell into the well, "You have to give me three hundred taels happily, did I tell you the poems a long time ago?" ”

"Less nonsense, what's going on with Li Hanshu?" Jiang Huaiyin kept the matter of the room in his heart, but his face was not obvious, and he asked calmly.

Gongsun Jin sighed, "Okay, you just pretend, sooner or later you will ask for me, and then it will be more than three hundred taels, so I'll leave it here!" As for Li Hanshu—"

Speaking of business, Gongsun Jin's expression became serious, and he narrowed his eyes and said, "He has a bit of a smell on him, similar to a beast." I need to investigate further before I can tell you the truth! However, he has a sister who is not a fuel-efficient lamp. The matter of my sister-in-law is that she is a hindrance. ”

"Li Muyao?" Jiang Huaiyin opened her eyelids and said indifferently: "It's like her style." ”

"Looks like that's the name, right? It's ugly, and it's not tall. "Gongsun Jin said that Li Muyao was worthless, because he hadn't looked at Li Muyao at all.

The kind of woman who thinks very highly of herself and looks at people with her nose and eyes has never been favored by him.

Jiang Huaiyin was not much surprised by this, but it was Li Hanshu who aroused his interest.

"What beast?"

"Literally." Gongsun Jin frowned, "His tone is very tight, no matter what I say, he can't be moved." But when I got close to him, I could always smell something similar to—well, the big yellow dog from the Thousand Mountains Academy. ”

After speaking, Gongsun Jin's eyes lit up and he turned his head to look at Jiang Huaiyin.

The two looked at each other and smiled tacitly.

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(1) Taken from Wang Hong's "Willow Spring", non-original.