Chapter 12: Poetry Battle 1
I set up the banquet in the Imperial Garden, because it was here...... Big place.
After everyone sat down, Long Yue Ze and I came hand in hand, of course, I grabbed his hand and didn't let go...... He saw that he couldn't break free and gave up, not because he didn't have as much strength as me, but because my perseverance made him want to cry without tears.
"See the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor, see the queen, the mother is a thousand years old. "I have to say, I admire the ancients, so many people can speak so neatly, and the speed and interval before and after are almost the same, there is too much tacit understanding......
"Flat. Long Yueze said indifferently.
"Your Majesty, Emperor. ”
Seeing that they were all seated, I stood up and said:
"Today, please come to the sisters, mainly to exchange feelings, everyone knows that the palace has been the shortest time, but it is also the person who manages the harem, and many things are not well understood, and I will need to remind the sisters in the future. I pushed Long Yueze next to me and reminded him that he could speak.
"Ladies and gentlemen, be casual, don't be too restrained. ”
"The concubine obeys. Again, a uniform answer......
We were drinking the juice and fruit wine prepared on the table, when suddenly a pure-looking concubine stood up,
"Your Majesty, Queen, sisters, concubines have just learned a song recently, and my sister will throw bricks and lead the jade and offer ugliness. After saying that, the palace maid handed over a flute.
I have to say that the effect of her flute is good, the artistic conception is far-reaching, and the flute sound is ethereal, but she should have practiced this for a while, and she said that she was newly learned, who is the pit.
Next, some people performed dancing, playing the piano, painting and writing poems, etc., but Concubine Yun and I haven't done it yet.
I saw that the time was almost up, so I said directly to Concubine Yun,
"I heard that Concubine Yun is quite talented in poetry, and this palace also likes poetry, why don't we ask the emperor to preside over a poetry competition?"
Concubine Yun looked at me in disbelief, she knew that I was here to find fault today, but she didn't expect that I would fight with her what she was best at, after all, everyone knew that Concubine Yun was good at writing poetry. But. After a while, she reacted, and then felt very lucky.
"Then, the concubine responded to the queen's request. ”
I can see how confident she looks, and I can almost see that she has won me, and I think it's funny. You're alone, sister, there are hundreds of people behind me, if you want to win, do your spring and autumn dreams. A sinister laugh in the heart.
Long Yueze looked at Concubine Yun's confident appearance, and then looked at my casual appearance, and was a little worried in his heart. However, he was a little relieved to know my perseverance, because if I want to fix someone, I will definitely try my best to fix it.
"Then I will give the two concubines a question, and you will make the corresponding poems, and then I will judge. ”
"Yes. "Let's go back together.
"Let's start with beautiful people as the content of the poem. ”
The color dragon, I know the beauty, I despise it in my heart. But Long Yueze said that he was very innocent, because there were the most beauties around him, could he say that he wanted to write a poem with female animals as the content......
Concubine Yun: Famous flowers love the country, and the king looks at it with a smile. Explain Chunfei's infinite hatred, and the agarwood pavilion leans on the railing in the north.
Su Ran: Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.
Concubine Yun: A beautiful woman rolls a beaded curtain, sits deeply and frowns. But when I saw the tears wet, I didn't know who I hated.
Su Ran: There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then look at the country. Rather than know the city and the country? beautiful women are hard to get!
Concubine Yun: More than 13 years of grace, cardamom tips in early February. Spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good.
Su Ran: The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side.
Long Yueze saw that the poems of the two women were comparable, and continued to write poems on such a topic, which may have no results, so he changed to make poems with flowers as the content......