Looking at a few people who were a little flustered and staring at her not far away, Shen Qing bent the corners of her mouth coldly, and saw that they retracted their eyes in a panic, pretending that nothing had happened, and then put her eyes on a young boy who was walking not far away.

This is also the young man who caused the uproar of Fang Cai - Xue Chengren, the grandson of the Marquis of Zhongyong's mansion, San Langjun.

But seeing that he looked taller than Zihan, wearing a royal blue brocade robe, thick eyebrows and big eyes, he looked upright, and there was a hint of arrogance between his eyebrows and eyes.

It's a little kid with very complicated emotions......

Guo Qingfu shook the fan lightly and said mockingly: "Heh, that's the San Langjun of the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion, right?" Zitao told me when he came back, he has been targeting Zihan during this time, and there are a lot of small actions.

This Xue Saburo has a powerful mother-in-law, who was corrected from the concubine, and only this son under his knees, who has been cultivated as a rare treasure since he was a child, because of her son's reputation as a young talent, the other ladies look down on her in their hearts, and they also compliment her on the surface, it is said that with this son, she is also walking sideways in the Zhongyong Marquis Mansion.

This time, Zihan Xun's exam results surpassed him, and the limelight was more than twice as big as him, he must have been very uncomfortable in his heart, it is said that Mrs. Zhongyong's face has been dark these days. ”

Shen Qing couldn't help but say with sincere admiration: "Afu, these gossip between the families still depends on you." ”

Guo Qingfu raised her eyebrows, and leaned into Shen Qing's ear and said, "Of course, I don't need materials to write a book?" The story of my last book was inspired by the love and hatred of this loyal and brave marquis's mansion, and it sold well!

This Xue Sanlang had never participated in the Detention Poetry Meeting before, but he suddenly participated this year, but he was afraid that the person who came would not be good.

The former wife of the Marquis of Zhongyong left two sons, the eldest son has been sick since he was a child, and he is still sick in bed, and the younger son was lost at the age of six, and he has not been able to find it, not surprisingly, in a few years, the title of the prince of Zhongyong Marquis will fall to Xue Sanlang's head.

I've been observing for a long time, she has been quietly looking at your direction, I heard that Zhongyong Hou is also here this time, I'm afraid she wants to take this opportunity to win back her son's failure in the last exam in front of Zhongyong Hou, you have to be careful. ”

Shen Qing quietly glanced at the beautiful woman with a beautiful face, although she was dressed very dignified, but she couldn't hide the trace of charm emanating from her body, and said lightly: "Then it depends on whether she has the ability to make small movements in front of so many people." ”

At this time, Xue Chengren had already been led into the seat of the teenagers who participated in the poetry meeting in front, because he was the most famous among this group of teenagers, and he was arranged to sit in the first row, just next to Yu Zihan.

Some of the people next to him suddenly couldn't calm down again-

"You say, is it an accident that Yu Xiang's sister-in-law won the top spot in the last exam, or does he really have this strength? This time, he won't win the first place again, right? ”

"Who knows! After all, a few years ago, Yu Xiang's sister-in-law was indeed ...... Ahem! I think it will be Xue Sanlang who will come out on top, after all, Xue Sanlang's grades have always been very stable, and he should have real talent to learn! ”

"Speaking of which, Xue Sanlang and Yu Xiang's sister-in-law are both participating in the Poetry Meeting for the first time this time, tsk, I suddenly feel that this year's poetry meeting will be very exciting! Shall we make a bet and guess who will come out on top? ”

In addition to Shen Qing's family members who came with their children, there were also many wealthy idlers in the capital, who found something interesting at this time, and immediately made bets.

Shen Qing saw Chen Ying's curiosity, and said with a smile: "You go over and find out the situation for me." ”

After a while, Chen Ying came back and said angrily: "Madam, it's too much!" Few people bet that our Xiaolangjun will win, and most of them bet on the black-hearted Xue Sanlang to win! What else to say...... Xiao Langjun's results in the ten-month exam this time may be cheating, no one can make such a huge progress in such a short time, it's really infuriating! Our Xiao Langjun just didn't want to take the test well before, wouldn't it be good! ”

Although Guo Qingfu had expected it, she couldn't help frowning when she heard the words.

Hearing these words, Shen Qing was naturally uncomfortable, but after looking at Yu Zihan, who was sitting at the desk not far away, with a serious face, she said lightly: "It's okay, Zihan will slap them in the face." ”

She still believes in her son's abilities.

At this moment, with the sound of a gong, the poetry meeting officially began, and the princess of Nanping County, who was the master, first stood up and said a few opening words, and then asked Song Saijiu to say a few words to encourage the young girls who participated in the competition, and the competition began.

But I saw that on both sides of the judge's seat, there was a shelf, and there was a squire standing next to the shelf, and with the gesture of Song Sacrifice Wine, the attendant standing next to the shelf suddenly pulled a line next to it, and a scroll that was hung on the shelf was spread out in front of everyone, only to see two words simply written on it-twilight spring.

It's May, and it's late spring.

With "Late Spring" as the first theme of the competition, it is timely.

However, the theme of twilight spring contains a kind of powerlessness and regret about the decay of good things, and it is difficult for a group of little children who have not much life experience to write well.

As soon as Guo Qingfu saw this theme, he looked at the sky and said: "It's over, it's such a theme, my little rabbit cub will definitely not be able to write anything, and making two poems with flowers and plants everywhere on weekdays is like killing him, let alone such an ethereal theme." ”

Sure enough, Jiang Zitao, who was sitting next to Yu Zihan, suddenly scratched his ears and cheeks, looking like he wanted to escape but couldn't.

Shen Qing looked at Yu Zihan, but saw that he was holding a pen in his hand, but he didn't write down, and his eyes drooped slightly with a pensive look.

The time for each round of competition to compose poems for each teenager and girl is a cup of tea, and after a tea time, whether you write it or not, you have to put down the pen.

Xue Chengren didn't think long before he started writing, and Yu Zihan didn't start writing slowly until the time was almost up.

When the time is up, the attendants of the Nanping County Royal Mansion will collect their poems, and the judges will judge and select the top ten in this round, the first place can accumulate ten points, and the second place will accumulate nine points...... And so on, and in the end, the results of the four rounds will be added up to get an overall score.

Everyone couldn't help but stare at the five judges in the judge's seat, as nervous as if they were also participating in the competition.

In the end, after the five judges had communicated with each other, they finally came to a conclusion.

Under the expectant gaze of everyone, Song Xijiu stood up with a pile of paper in his hand, helped his beard and said with a slight smile: "The old man came to read out the top ten in this round, so let's start with Lang Jun."

The tenth is Xu Qilang of the Shangshu Mansion of the Military Department, the ninth is Wu Shilang of the Wu'an Hou Mansion, and the eighth is ......"

He also paused deliberately when he read the last two.