Princess Zhaoxue reborn

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"Lan 35" "mjp771103" "Kite in the wind aki" "apperkl"

At the end of the first round, the girls stepped off the stage one after another. The maids collected the poems from each girl and placed them in front of the Poet Saint.

In the second round, there were also nineteen people, missing Leng Yue.

The first three rounds were all very dull, and everyone in the Yao Nu Pavilion seemed to be waiting for something.

In the fourth round, everyone focused their eyes and looked towards the high platform. The light blue figure was the focus of everyone's attention.

Just looking at the beauties is enough. There is no doubt that Zhaoxue is the most outstanding among the twenty girls, with her light blue dress, beautiful face, pure smile, and noble and refined temperament...

The first round is about spring, the second round is about bamboo, the third round is about chrysanthemum, and the fourth round is about pear blossoms.

"Girls, please start." Seeing that the fragrance was burning, grandma waved and shouted.

The girls bowed slightly and sat down, concentrating one after another.

Xiaowan spread rice paper for Zhaoxue and began to polish ink, full of confidence in her master.

Zhaoxue lowered her eyes slightly, with a slight smile still on her lips, and lightly tapped the table with her bare hands, just thinking in her usual way.

Situ Chen looked at his little tiger with a faint smile, noticed her delicate hands and slightly raised eyes, and smiled warmly.

Xiao Yunhan on the other side had a sullen face and glanced at Situ Chen. The man in green had fully reported what happened last night to him. It seems that it is not that easy to deal with Murong Zhaoxue... Situ Chen, I hope you can't

If you don't become my enemy, this battle will be difficult to fight...

The fragrance gradually dissipated, and soon, half a stick of incense passed...

Most of the girls on the high platform have already picked up their pens and started writing on rice paper.

After a while, only Zhaoxue was left on the high platform who had not started writing, while some girls had stopped writing.

Time passed bit by bit, and seeing that only a small part of the fragrance on the high platform remained, Zhao Xue had not yet started writing.

Everyone looked at Zhaoxue in confusion. Could it be that Princess Zhaoxue didn't know how to write poetry... or she was still meditating... or she was confused... There were many speculations...

Xiaowan stopped her hand and looked at her master without saying a word. She only believed in her master inexplicably. Even if the incense was extinguished, she still believed that her master could win the first place.

While everyone was talking softly, Zhaoxue raised her eyes, a smile flashed in her eyes, and she moved forward with her bare hand, holding the brush.

Suddenly he stood up, smiled slightly, dipped in ink, leaned over slightly, and started writing...

"Swish, brush, brush..." The movements are very fast and done in one go.

After a while, I stopped writing, and a few lines of poetry were written down on the rice paper, dignified and neat.

"Okay, it's time." By coincidence, the last bit of ashes fell from the fragrance, and the nanny said with a smile.

The girls bowed down one after another and got off the platform, showing great etiquette.

Then, the fifth round, the sixth round, the seventh round, the eighth round... It was about the same as yesterday, and the attractions were the same girls.

The poetry competition ended, and the judges each took the girls' poems and looked at them very seriously.

A quarter of an hour later, the ten judges each left a few poems in their hands, discussed with each other, and subtracted a few more.

In the end, the ten judges left a total of twelve poems, all of which were given to the poet Su Yejin.

Su Yejin looked calm and looked at the twelve poems respectively, and took out two of them, leaving ten.

The maid came up, took ten pieces of poetry, and showed them in front of the judges.

The judges looked at it carefully again, picked up their pens, and wrote down their scores from left to right.

After the scoring, a maid came up to tally the scores and came up with one to ten.

Just after the calculation, the maid frowned slightly, placed the rice paper on Su Yejin, and bowed: "Mr. Su, there are two girls in the first place."

As soon as the words came out, the other judges looked over their heads in a strange way, but they knew clearly in their hearts that two of the poems just written were difficult to distinguish.

Su Yejin glanced at it, then looked at the ten poems, frowned slightly, and handed the rice paper to the maid: "Let's announce it here."

The maid was slightly stunned. This was supposed to be announced by Su Yejin, but how could it be announced by a little maid like her? She looked at the two bachelors with pleading eyes.

Academician Ji stood up and took the rice paper: "I will make the announcement on behalf of Mr. Su."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly bowed her body and retreated under the high platform.

"Everyone, please be quiet. The rankings for this poetry competition have been announced." Even though Academician Ji is old, his voice is still extremely deep.

When the surroundings gradually calmed down, Academician Ji spoke again: "There are two girls who won the first place in this poetry competition, namely Princess Zhaoxue and the eldest daughter of the Mu family, the second place is Miss Yan family, and the third place

The name is Miss Nangong, and the fourth is Miss Anjia..."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him was in an uproar. There were actually two first place winners, and they all looked at the poems displayed by the maid on the high platform.

"Why are there two first places? I heard that the eldest lady of the Mu family is Mr. Su's fiancée. Could it be possible..." A voice came from an unknown compartment and stopped at the right time.

Everyone's voices suddenly stopped, and they all looked at the poet Su Yejin with a hint of doubt.

In the cubicle on the second floor, Mrs. Su frowned and was very angry: "Qing'er is a talented woman, so it's not surprising that she won the first place. She thinks that I, Jin'er, am doing favoritism, which is really unreasonable."

The head of the Su family turned his eyes, his expression did not change much, and he still smiled lightly: "Madam, please be patient, I believe Jin'er can handle it properly."

After hearing what her master said, Mrs. Su shut up, but she was still very angry and looked towards the high platform.

Mu Wanping on the side was also looking at the high platform, looking dignified and elegant, her eyes flickering slightly, wondering what she was thinking.

As doubts came out one after another, Su Yejin frowned slightly, showing a trace of impatience. Without getting up, he said: "If you don't believe me, Su Yejin, then find another judge."

The voice was neither loud nor soft, just enough for the people in Yao Pavilion to hear clearly, and there was a hint of coldness in the tone.

The surrounding sounds gradually stopped, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

Academician Ji hurriedly said loudly: "Everyone, the results of this competition were selected by ten of us. If you have any objections, you can raise them through the poems on the high platform!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone focused their attention on the poems displayed by the maid on the high platform.

"The first one on the left is a poem by Princess Zhaoxue, and the second one is a poem by the eldest daughter of the Mu family. You can compare them. If you think one of the two poems is better, you can point it out and say which one is better. In this way

We can then compare based on the proposed results and decide the first and second place."

Having said that, Academician Ji just sat down and looked at the first and second pictures, wanting to compare them again.

The first one is written by Zhao Xue, titled Li Hua Tan, the font is dignified and generous, and the poem content is:

"On the Cold Food Pear Blossom Festival, misty rain washes away the color at dusk; thousands of green peach trees are scattered, and water flows to and from the world.

The white brocade is fragrant and fragrant, and the jade village flowers are piled in the snow; the quiet night is dark, the light and mist are floating, and the cold moon is melting.

On earth and in the sky, the silvery cloud shines brightly; it looks like the real person in Gushe, with graceful appearance and noble spirit.

Whoever believes in the myriad of things will not be in the same category as all the other beauties; the majestic spirit is clear and the celestial talent is outstanding, and it is difficult to tell them apart from the earth.

Returning from the Yaotai, butterflies on the edge of the snow look towards the cold year. Only when one is drunk in the cave can one see the beauty clearly; the romantic charm is far more leisurely."

The second one was made by the eldest daughter of the Mu family. It is titled Spring Mulberry. The font is neat and graceful. The poem content is: "Silkworms are born in spring in March, and spring mulberry is green. The daughter picks spring mulberry and sings and plays the spring song. Yeyou, the girl picking mulberry , full of fragrant spring color. The appearance should be spring-like, without any decoration.

If you pick spring mulberries with strips, there will be a lot of confusion when picking leaves. If you pick mulberries without attaching hooks, your purple skirt will be ruined. Yu Huan raises silkworms for a while, and then raises a hundred silkworms at one end. When the black and thin leaves are gone, the mulberry leaves are often not laid out.

When picking mulberry trees in the spring moon, people are enjoying themselves in the forest. When the silkworms are not raised for more than a hundred people, they have to wear embroidered jackets. When picking mulberry trees in the full moon, the green leaves are fluttering. Climbing up the branches to the outside of the trees will ruin the purple skirts."

Looking at the two poems, everyone sighed, she really is a talented woman. In the first poem, I just felt the wind of the atmosphere, which was very refreshing, as if I could feel the posture of the pear blossoms, and the leisurely state in the mountains and forests. The second poem is very neat. It describes the scene of a farm girl from the south of the Yangtze River picking mulberries in the spring. It is very accurate and has a fresh meaning.

It is really difficult to argue between the two poems. First, each has its own merits. But everyone has different tastes and each has his or her own opinion. There were whispers and comments in the Yao Nu Pavilion.

"The poems written by the eldest daughter of the Mu family are better. They are very neat in length and have great charm." Someone in the cubicle suggested that it is unclear whether they really think the poems by the eldest daughter of the Mu family are better.

As soon as he finished speaking, a woman continued: "The competition is about style, and there is no requirement for length and neatness. Princess Zhaoxue's poems are also very charming, but they are more grand." The words came from Murong Ziya.

"When did you learn poetry?" Murong Ziying raised her eyebrows and looked at Murong Ziya with disdain in her eyes.

Murong Ziya turned to look at her, raised her eyes slightly, and hummed: "I don't understand poetry, but even so I can see the merits in Zhaoxue's poetry. It can be seen that Zhaoxue's poetry is very good, very good, at least better than some Those who hold themselves high are much better."

"You..." Murong Ziying was furious. Every time she quarreled with Murong Ziya, she couldn't argue with her. She was so angry that she glanced at Murong Ziyi aside: "Brother Three Emperors, tell me, Which of the two poems is better?"

Murong Ziyi was drinking tea with no expression on his face. After hearing Murong Ziying's question, he raised his eyes slightly and replied lightly: "I don't know."

Murong Ziying was angry again. The Third Emperor Brother had always been at odds with Murong Zhaoxue, but today he stayed out of the matter. He felt dissatisfied and turned to Murong Ziyi: "Second Emperor Brother, what do you think?"

Murong Ziyi looked at the poems on the high platform, with a warm smile on his lips: "If you want me to comment, Cousin Zhaoxue's is better."

Murong Ziying's face turned red and she hit three nails in a row. She had no choice but to stop and say nothing.

After someone took the lead in appraising, different appraisals came out one after another in the Yao Nu Pavilion, and two groups of people were formed for a while, and they couldn't stop arguing.

"Princess Zhaoxue's is better..." "Miss Mu's is better..."

"The pear smoke is clear, the water is white, the white snow is floating at night, the moon is shining with silver, God's will is all in one, it's hard to get rid of it, and it's absolutely impossible!"

Just when the Yaonv Pavilion was very lively, a leisurely voice came out, reciting a poem with a bit of smile, a bit of deepness, and a bit of charm.

Su Yejin, who was on the high platform, glanced at Zhao Xue's poems. He stared slightly and raised his head, trying to find the person who made the sound, but he could no longer tell where the sound came from.

"Chen...the poem you recited is..." Nangong Liluo looked at Situ Chen, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Situ Chen smiled lightly and said nothing, but still looked at the high platform, very leisurely.

Murong Yuan flashed his eyes and smiled kindly: "Chen'er looked at it really carefully."

Xiao Yunhan's eyes flashed, with a deep look on his face, and he glanced at Situ Chen.

Xiao Yunchen on the other side was still a little confused. He looked at Situ Chen contemptuously and hummed to himself, chanting some random words!

The ten judges on the high platform were all enlightened and discussed for a while.

Academician Yuki stood up, waved his hand, and said loudly: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet."

When Yaonv Pavilion gradually became quiet, she said with a smile: "Everyone, the first place has been announced, that is Princess Zhaoxue. The words that the young master just recited are half of the poem "Pear Blossom Sigh" written by Princess Zhaoxue.

It is made up of one word in "."

When Situ Chen said that poem, some people had already seen through it. Those who had not seen through it also reacted to it after being reminded by the Grand Master Ji, and they all became uproar.

No one raised any objections, and the cabinet remained quiet. Academician Ji added: "In this way, the rankings of those just now are pushed down one place. The first is Princess Zhaoxue, the second is Miss Mu Family, and the third is Princess Zhaoxue.

The third is Miss Yan's family, the fourth is Miss Nangong, and the fifth is Miss An's family..."

On the third floor, Zhaoxue's eyes flashed slightly as she looked diagonally downward at the silver-white figure in the cubicle. Even she had never thought that the words in her poem could be used to compose another poem.

The poetry competition ended with everyone's admiration, and the next step was embroidery.

Tables and chairs have been replaced on the high platform, and things needed for embroidery have been placed.

"The next competition is embroidery. It's still only one round for one stick of incense. Each girl has to embroider a handkerchief and what to embroider on the handkerchief. The girls decide by themselves. Next, girls No. 1 to No. 20 are invited to come forward.

The highest platform." A new nun announced loudly on the high platform.

The girls walked up to the high platform one after another, bowed and sat down. When grandma announced the start, they started to embroider in a hurry. Among the several competitions, the embroidery time was the most urgent.

Embroidery is compared not only on embroidery skills and proficiency, but also on skill. If girls choose to embroider pictures or words that are skillful, they will save time and be outstanding.

Time passed so quickly, and the fragrance on the high platform was about to burn out.

The girls who competed hurriedly took up their threads and looked at what they had embroidered.

When the fragrance was completely burned out, grandma opened her mouth and the girls bowed again and got off the platform.

This time all ten judges stood up, holding a piece of rice paper and a writing brush in their hands. They walked to the first table and chair one by one, looked at it, put their hands on the rice paper, and wrote something on the rice paper.

After the judges had looked at the twenty tables and chairs one by one, a maid came forward to take away the hands on the table and put needlework and other items on it again.

Second round…third round…fourth round…until the last round…

After all one hundred and fifty-eight girls competed, the judges also recorded their scores. Several maids went up to the high platform and calculated the first to tenth places.

Everyone was waiting quietly, guessing in their hearts that if Princess Zhaoxue won the first place in embroidery and dance, she would be the second person from Tianyue Kingdom to win the first place in the Yao Nu Festival.

After the maids calculated the scores, they took out the handkerchiefs belonging to the girls ranked first to tenth from the neatly stacked handkerchiefs. Each handkerchief was marked with a serial number.

After taking out the handkerchief, ten more maids came on stage, took the handkerchief, and displayed it on the high platform.

Lady Xiu Kui Lin stood up, took the rice paper with the rankings written on it, and said: "Everyone, the first to tenth places in the embroidery competition have been announced. The first place is Princess Zhaoxue, and the second place is Miss Nangong.

, the third place is Miss Yan family, the fourth place is Miss Mu family, the fifth place..."

No one said anything this time, all looking at the embroidery displayed by the maid on the high platform.

Among the ten handkerchiefs, the first one is the most outstanding.

What Zhao Xue embroidered was a pair of purple-red plum blossoms, intertwined with each other. The plum blossoms are somewhat complex, but it is really amazing that they can embroider such a lifelike result in one stick of incense, and it looks clear and elegant.

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Scholar Ji stood up and said, "Everyone, today's poetry competition and embroidery competition have ended. Please go and have lunch. We will return to the Yao Nu Pavilion at the end of noon and compete in the afternoon."

Dance.”

After the announcement, everyone stood up one after another and walked outside the Yao Nu Pavilion.

Before Murong Yuan got up, Eunuch Li walked in from outside the cubicle and whispered a few words beside him.

Murong Yuan's eyes flickered, he thought for a moment, then turned to look at Situ Chen: "Chen'er, I still have some things to deal with, so I won't entertain you today."

Situ Chen smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, you can do your own thing. Chen and Xue'er will have dinner together." There was no hint of taboo in his tone.

Murong Yuan nodded: "Xue'er will be protected by Chen'er, so I feel more at ease." After that, he walked out of the cubicle.

"Your Majesty." Several people stood up and saluted.

Situ Chen turned his eyes, glanced at the light blue figure walking out of the third floor, smiled warmly, turned around and walked out of the cubicle.

Liluo's eyes flashed slightly and he called out, "Chen won't you have lunch with us?"

"Li Luo and Li Yuan are together." A calm voice came, leaving the three of them with a silver back.

"Master Nangong, if you don't mind, just have dinner with us." Xiao Yunhan saw Situ Chen walking away, turned around and looked at Nangong Liyuan, and cupped his hands.

Nangong Liluo raised his eyes, glanced at him, and smiled faintly: "General Zhenguo, you're welcome, Liluo can handle it on his own."

After that, he ignored the two of them and walked out of the compartment.

"Brother." Although Xiao Yunchen felt extremely resentful when he saw that Situ Chen and Nangong Liluo didn't like each other, he also knew that Xiao Yunhan would not deal with the two of them now, so he hid his resentment.

Xiao Yunhan glanced at him: "I will go to talk to Nangong Liluo later. You take the opportunity to lure Nangong Liyuan away and discuss with her the matter of Situ Chen and Murong Zhaoxue."

Xiao Yunchen nodded: "Yes, brother, I understand."

"You must not offend Nangong Liyuan, you know?" Xiao Yunhan frowned and confessed with some worry.

Xiao Yunchen nodded again, feeling a little unhappy: "Brother, I understand and I will definitely handle this matter."

Xiao Yunhan glanced at him, said nothing, and walked out of the outer compartment.

As soon as Zhaoxue reached the second floor, she saw Murong Yuan, bowed and saluted: "Yi'er, meet your uncle."

Murong Yuan smiled and nodded: "Zhaoxue, uncle still has some things to deal with, so I won't have dinner with Zhaoxue today."

Zhaoxue raised her eyes and saw that Murong Yuan's face was red, as if there was some happy event. He frowned slightly, but nodded: "Yes, uncle can go and do some business. Zhaoxue can go back to Leng Mansion for dinner."

Just as he was talking, Situ Chen followed him and walked aside.

Murong Yuan glanced at Situ Chen and said with a smile: "Zhaoxue, Chen'er, please explain it to your uncle. Your uncle will leave first."

After that, he was supported by Eunuch Li and walked downstairs with a smile on his face.

Zhaoxue narrowed her eyes and looked at Murong Yuan's back. She felt something was wrong. She turned around slightly and whispered to Nanny Jiang.

Nanny Jiang's eyes flashed and she hesitated: "Princess... this..."

"Nanny, it's okay, just do as Zhaoxue says." Zhaoxue said with a faint smile.

After hearing what she said, Nanny Jiang was helpless. She nodded and walked downstairs first.

"Brother Chen..." Situ Chen was about to talk to Zhao Xue when he heard a brisk voice coming from the third floor.

After a while, Nangong Liyuan's figure appeared behind Zhao Xue and others.

"Brother Chen, let's go have lunch." Nangong Liyuan ignored the rest of the people and looked at Situ Chen with a bright smile.

Situ Chen glanced at her and said coldly: "Li Yuan and Li Luo will have dinner together." He looked at Zhao Xue again, with a smile: "Xue'er, you have to entertain me well." Two sentences before and after.

The tone is very different.

Zhaoxue raised her eyes and glanced at him. Without saying anything, she was directly supported by Xiaowan and walked downstairs.

Situ Chen smiled lightly, looked at her back lovingly, raised his eyes, and followed her.

The three great ministers also followed.

Nangong Liyuan's eyes gradually darkened, and he looked at Zhaoxue's back with resentment, holding his hands together tightly.

"Yuan'er, let's go back to Nangong Bieyuan." Nangong Liluo approached and looked at Nangong Liyuan who was standing still.

Nangong Liyuan regained consciousness, walked to Nangong Liluo's side, raised his eyes, the resentment in his eyes was gone, and nodded with a smile.

The two were about to walk down when Xiao Yunhan's voice came from behind: "Mr. Nangong, Miss Nangong, stay here."