Chapter 63: Choosing a Concubine Oolong (3)
People who have ambition and net worth want to fight have a murderous aura that exudes a murderous aura to reject the people around them, and those who know that there is no hope go to the knotting of those who think they can be princesses.
Let's slap the sycophants first, and then talk about whether it is good or not.
"Please submit the signing card to choose Wensai and Wusai, wait for a while, and the ministers will arrange the time."
Xuan Lishuang smiled without lips: "Isn't it just to choose a wife, they are probably all predetermined candidates, and they have so many tricks." ”
"How can you convince the public if you don't come up with some tricks? Or give a fair chance to compete. ”
Even Feng Xinxuan himself felt funny when he said this, the so-called fairness is just a talk, and there is absolutely no such thing as fairness in the royal family.
"Here we go."
Mo Jiuqing waved a smile, and the Ministry of Rites Shangshu stood up and said loudly: "Now announce the topic, except for the young lady from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, no one will participate in the martial arts test, so let's start with the literary test."
The essay test questions are based on the theme of lotus, chanting poems, or painting, so please line up to start. ”
There were only ten people who participated in the literary examination, and they either wrote poems or painted paintings, and the venue was very quiet for a while, only a few people stood in the middle of the venue and hung around.
Xuan Lishuang felt bored for a while, sitting on the open space, and felt a cold air coming over from time to time.
Feng Beilie's aura was too powerful, and he could clearly feel it even at a distance of more than two hundred meters.
After Xuanyueqin clapped at the front and chanted a lotus poem, the people present erupted in thunderous applause and admiration.
"That's it?"
Xuan Lishuang squinted and glanced at them coldly.
A group of sycophants, such an ordinary thing is also worth their sycophants!
Ten minutes later, after everyone had finished chanting, Feng Luoming took the sign and wrote a few words on it.
The Ministry of Rites Shangshu held the sign and read it aloud: "Xuan Yueqin, the niece of Prime Minister Zuo, stepped forward. ”
Xuan Yueqin seemed to be overjoyed, pursed her lips shyly, stepped forward and knelt down quickly, and said, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness King Yu." ”
"Lord Wang, this is the princess candidate you chose, can you see who else you want to choose?"
After Qin Yue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, finished speaking, Xuan Yueqin hid in the dark and glared at him.
It was not easy for Feng Luoming to choose her, this Qin Yue came out at this time and asked Feng Luoming to choose another one, what does it mean? It's clearly against yourself.
Feng Luoming waved his hand and said: "This king, as the younger brother, has already chosen a candidate first, even if he wants to choose again, he must also choose one for the second brother first." Second brother please. ”
Feng Beilie glanced at them, all the daughters seemed to have been hooked away, all of them were ashamed on their faces, and their faces were like peach blossoms.
It is a blessing to be selected by Feng Luoming, and it is a rare joy to be selected by Feng Beilie!
"You!"
Feng Beilie stretched out his fingers, pointed to Xuan Lishuang, who was watching the show, and said, "You first sing a song of lotus to this king." ”
Xuan Lishuang was stunned for a moment, pointed at himself and said, "Me? ”
"That's right, it's you, this king doesn't like to say twice."
He smiled slightly, the displeasure in his eyes was already very obvious, and everyone looked sideways at Xuan Lishuang and was stunned for a moment and began to talk bustlingly.
Xuan Lishuang originally wanted to say that she wouldn't, and she didn't want to participate in the matter of choosing a concubine again.
Xuan Yueqin said: "Your Royal Highness, my sister is not good at words, and she has never studied poetry orthodoxy, aren't you embarrassing her?" The courtiers should forget it. ”