The eunuch got the order, and hurriedly prepared a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and put it in front of the table of the young ladies.

Seeing that everyone was ready, Mu Qingluan reminded, "Although you want to write a poem about flowers, you can't have the word flower in the poem, nor can you have a flower name, and now you only have a cup of tea, you can start." ”

Hearing such a request, the girls present all looked at each other, but they didn't expect Mu Qingluan to come up with such a question.

However, since Mu Qingluan wants to test them, she naturally has to come up with some questions that no one can think of, otherwise everyone will prepare in advance, and they will not be able to test their real level.

It's just that the time is limited, and the girls don't dare to delay, so they hurry up to write.

I have to say that several top-notch daughters of the seven families are indeed talented, and they don't need a cup of tea at all, they come with a pen, and after a while, they handed the finished poems to Grandpa Gu.

Seeing that everyone was completing it one after another, Mu Qingluan announced loudly, "Xiao Yuzi, read out their poems and let everyone appreciate them." ”

Gu Gonggong received the order, walked to Jin Yunzhao, who was the first to write a poem, and read it aloud:

"The court is full of tears like the fragrance of people,

The color is like spring, and it is full of heads.

The butterfly dance of the golden hairpin is uneven,

Harumbetsu is tied to the horse ahead. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone present widened their eyes in amazement and nodded in appreciation.

Jin Yunzhao's poem does not have a single flower, nor does it mention the name of flowers, but every sentence is related to flowers, which is really amazing!

Even Mu Qingluan praised with a smile when she heard this, "Hahaha, Yun Zhao, I have long heard that you are a master of poetry, and when I saw you today, you really live up to your reputation, and you are worthy of being a talented woman of the Jin family." ”

Hearing this, everyone cast admiring and envious glances at Jin Yunzhao.

Su Moliang heard that she was from the Jin family, and couldn't help but take a look at her, and found that this woman was really a little similar to Jin Hanyi, and her appearance was also very outstanding, she was a beauty with exquisite facial features and elegant temperament.

Before, she had heard that the Jin family had a pearl in the palm of her hand, who was beautiful and beautiful, not to mention that she was only eight buckets tall, and she was also a rare beast master, and her status in the Jin family was extremely high.

I think it should be the woman in Tsing Yi in front of me!

Just when Su Moliang looked at her, she stood up and blessed Mu Qingluan's rules, "The courtiers are ugly, thanks to the empress not disliking it!"

"Hahaha, you are all called offering ugliness, how can you be embarrassed by others? However, although your poem is good, compared with your brother Xuanping Hou, it still owes some heat. I have admired Xuanping Hou's poems before, it is simply a stroke of genius!But you are still young, but you have a chance to surpass your brother!" Mu Qingluan chuckled twice, and looked at Jin Hanyi, who was sitting next to Su Moliang, and couldn't hide her appreciation.

Jin Hanyi was named, stunned for a moment, and then humbly bowed his hand, "Thanks to the empress's love, Weichen is very honored." Where can Weichen's poems be called the pen of God, I think only the poems of the empress can afford the four words of the pen of God. ”

"Hahaha, Xuanping Hou is too modest, I said that you deserve it, you deserve it!" Mu Qingluan smiled and waved his hand, disapproving.

Jin Yunzhao saw that the empress praised Jin Hanyi a lot, but overshadowed her limelight, she was a little unhappy, she stared at Jin Hanyi coldly, and followed Mu Qingluan's words and said, "The empress is right, my fourth brother is indeed very talented in poetry and songs, but it's a pity——"

Jin Yunzhao didn't finish his words, but fell on Su Moliang's body.

Although the latter words were not spoken, everyone saw this scene and understood the meaning, Jin Yunzhao This is a pity that Jin Hanyi married a straw bag, and no matter how amazing and brilliant his talent is, he has been delayed by the identity of the servant.

Thinking of this layer, the guests around him all whispered, some felt sorry for Jin Hanyi, some were sneering, thinking that he was spineless and willing to fall into such a situation, and some were even gloating, and most of them were talking about jokes.

Therefore, as soon as Jin Yunzhao's words came out, Jin Hanyi was a little embarrassed.

When Su Moliang heard this, he received Jin Yunzhao's disdainful gaze, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

It seems that this Jin Yunzhao despises Mu Qingqing from the bottom of her heart, and even despises her fourth brother Jin Hanyi.

Because in Jin Yunzhao's eyes, Mu Qingqing is an ignorant waste, and her brother would rather marry such a person, isn't it possible to equate it with waste.

It's no wonder she looks down on Jin Hanyi so much.

It's just that although Su Moliang understood the meaning of Jin Yunzhao's words, he didn't say anything, he had a completely unfamiliar expression, and he inadvertently glanced at Jin Hanyi, and saw that the latter's face was a little blue, and he couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Jin Yunzhao has been paying attention to Su Moliang and Jin Hanyi's expressions, and seeing that Mu Qingqing is still laughing at this moment, she is even more speechless in her heart, Mu Qingqing can't understand her sarcastic words, she is really a brainless straw bag!

When Mu Qingluan heard this, she smiled and glanced at Jin Yunzhao deeply, "What do you want to say about pity?"

"Oh, what the courtiers want to say is that it's a pity that the fourth brother is not at home, and he can't usually discuss poetry and songs with the courtiers, but he is missing a lot of happiness in life!" Jin Yun Zhaoming knew that Mu Qingluan protected Mu Qingqing, so naturally he would not be stupid enough to tell the truth, so he immediately changed his words and went back.

Hearing this, Mu Qingluan did not continue to investigate, but continued to let Gu Gonggong read other people's poems.

Gu Gonggong got the order, walked to Duan Xuexin again, and read,

"The rain breaks the drizzle and the don't give grace,

Therefore, take the amorous magpie and fly at night.

When will the jade plate and silver bowl fall,

Hazy can persuade Fang Fei. ”

When Mu Qingluan heard this poem, a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes again, and then she smiled and nodded again and again, "Hahaha, when will a good jade plate and silver bowl fall, it can persuade Fang Fei to be hazy, and it is a good poem!"

When the other people present heard this, they also praised it with emotion.

Although Duan Xuexin is a little older, she is not old, although not every sentence of her poems hints at flowers, but she writes the artistic conception of flowers, which is quite charming, and she is worthy of being a talented woman who has been famous for a long time in the Fengqi Empire.

"The concubine body is not as delicate as Sister Yun Zhao, and she can carry the meaning of flowers in every sentence, so she has to work the artistic conception, if you want to compare with Sister Yun Zhao, the poem of the concubine body is still slightly inferior!" Duan Xuexin stood up and said humbly.

But what she said was the truth, if you want to talk about artistic conception, her poem may be better than Jin Yunzhao, but if you want to talk about flowers, it is Jin Yunzhao's poem that is more relevant to the topic!

Strictly speaking, Jin Yunzhao is indeed a step ahead.

Mu Qingluan nodded approvingly, "Although this is the reason, your poems are already very good, at least I like them very much!"

"Empress Xie appreciates. Duan Xuexin saluted gratefully, but when she sat down again, she cast her eyes in the direction of Jin Hanyi.

Su Moliang took all this in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth crossed an imperceptible sneer.