After rebirth, I made the princes cry

Sikong Yuehu, who was sitting on the east embankment of Huaxi, watched with cold eyes that his fifth brother Sikong Nanci actually wrote a poem and gave it to the Xie family's book boy to copy. He took a sip of wine and looked away. Of course, the princes can participate in the Liushang Fu Examination, but in Sikong Yuehu's view, there is no need to participate in the exam, just the prince brother. The purpose of participating in the exam is to attract Lu Sanniang's attention, and only the second and third emperor brothers The two idiots obviously already have their own princesses, so they will not compete with the prince brother for Lu Sanniang's heart, but they have to compete with the prince brother every year, but they can't compete with each other. I have become the dwarf among dwarfs.

Sikong Nanci's literary talent is very good, but Gui Jinyang has never been willing to compete for this kind of limelight, but he is so excited this year... Of course, it is because Wang Wuniang will definitely "end".

Are these two people really so in tune with each other?

"Duan Zhi, are you still going to sit on the sidelines this year?" Sikong Yuehu asked Wang Jie.

Wang Jie was originally concentrating on drinking, but he raised his eyelids when he heard this: "Whether my poetry is good or not is not important at all."

"This means you are belittling yourself."

"If poetry can save the country from crisis, the country will not face a crisis."

Sikong Yuehu raised his eyebrows: "It seems that I didn't understand the meaning of Duan Zhi, but the principle is this. Wen Zhi and martial arts, based on Wen Zhi alone, are only one of them, and talent in poetry and poetry is only one of them. It can even be said that, Poetry is only the icing on the cake in times of prosperity, and cannot be a savior in times of crisis.”

Wang Jie didn't say much and seemed to be joking: "I think Mr. Xinsu seems to be very concerned about Mr. Guisu's performance in the examination?"

"Among our princes, the one who writes the best poems and poems is the fifth brother. He made this move on a whim today. Wouldn't it be bad if he stole the spotlight from the crown prince brother and attracted Lu Sanniang's attention?"

"My sister-in-law shouldn't let this happen."

"Oh? Duan Zhi is so sure that Wang Wuniang will be able to choose the fifth brother's poem as a corresponding poem?"

"My grandfather is, after all, Guisu-kun's mentor. Guisu-kun and my sister-in-law often discussed the art of poetry and poetry together when they were young. They knew each other about what emotions to write and what allusions to use. They also knew each other's habits of rhetoric and presentation. Yes, it’s fine if Guisujun doesn’t end up. Now that he has ended today, my sister-in-law will definitely be wary of Lu Sanniang giving up the best poems in her mind to her sister-in-law because of her modesty. Then Lu Sanniang will be very angry. It is possible to choose Gui Sujun's literary talent, so my sister-in-law will strike first to gain advantage."

"I think Wang Wuniang may not be so witty. With her stubborn character, I'm afraid she won't put the overall situation first."

"How about we make a bet?" Wang Jie did not argue with Sikong Yuehu.

"Just bet." Sikong Yuehu refused to admit defeat: "What bet?"

"It's up to His Highness to decide the bet."

"If I lose, I will promise Duan Zhi to take more care of Wang Wuniang in the palace in the future. But if I win, Duan Zhi will have to promise to give me a hundred gold."

Wang Jie laughed: "Is Your Highness very short of money?"

"I would like to ask for an order to go on an expedition. I need to prepare some military supplies first."

"Your Highness is going on an expedition?"

"Bei Zhao is about to go to war with Northern Qi. We must take this opportunity to regain Yizhou and avenge our previous humiliation. Duan Zhi should understand that if we want to consolidate imperial power, we must have generals among the princes. Hard power is the basis of all plans."

Of course, there are many matters that cannot be discussed in depth in an occasion like the Qushui Club. No matter how low the voice is, it is best to stop talking. Wang Jie did not ask more questions, and Sikong Yuehu did not say much. The two just Just a high five.

After a while, floating basins floated down the west embankment of Huaxi River, and the girls all ended their chat. And all this time, whether it was for drinking wine and composing poems, or gatherings held under other headings, it was always related to poetry and composition. Yes, all girls will pay attention to Lu Wansu. How can this talented woman win the praise of many family patriarchs with her poem "Yangliu Fu" when she was only seven years old? No girl would be willing to ignore the manuscript Lu Wansu read carefully today.

"I chose this poem." Since Lu Wansu had promised that Ying Shu would "end", she would not give in. She did her best to choose a poem first.

"I have chosen two pieces." Yingshu held up a piece of paper and with her other hand, used her middle finger to point at the piece of poetry that Wansu had chosen: "I will take advantage of quantity first."

Xie Liu Niang, such a serious person, was amused by Ying Shu. She shook her head and said: "You are really a ghost, but you must pay attention. It is not easy to write an essay in such a short time limit, but you have to write it. If the two articles are not good, my ancestor will not be merciful."

"Sister Xie said this because she has confidence in me." Yingshu smiled.

The manuscript in her hand was written by Nanci. Don't ask her why she could tell. She had such ability. She even guessed Nanci's intention - of course it was to ruin Sikong Beichen's plan. Let Wansu see clearly that even among the princes, Sikong Beichen's literary talent was not the best. Sikong Beichen's "aggressiveness" was just a show. He didn't pay much attention to literature and art at all.

Yingshu's actions successfully aroused Lu Wansu's curiosity, so she read Nanci's poems again, and commented very pertinently: "This poem is also very good. It is not clichéd, has lofty sentiments, and has no rhetoric." It doesn’t feel overstuffed and stiff, but...I think it’s still slightly inferior to the one I chose.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a sneer.

The person who sneered was not a stranger, it was Zheng Lianzi.

But she was obviously laughing, but this girl still had a grimace on her face. There was nothing she could do about it. Who made her look too stiff? She didn't feel like smiling when she smiled, and she didn't feel like crying when she cried. Even though she was sarcastic, she looked like she was being annoyed. Bao, as if he had never been treated by anyone before, was not alive at all. It was really not as good as when he was embarrassed just now and his cheeks were red - at least he looked like a living person breathing.

"Who can't see this? The poem Lu Sanniang is choosing is clearly written by your uncle, Shilang Lu. Your uncle's poem was chosen as the best by your niece. Isn't this considered fraud?"

Xie Liuniang frowned.

Lu Sanniang had only one uncle who was awarded the position of minister. He was Lu Shen, the younger son of Lu Zongzong of Fanyang, Lu Yuan. The great Zhongzheng, the decision-maker in selecting talents, the scholars who even gave him good reviews, how dare this daughter of the Zheng family say anything, cheating?

Xie Liu Niang was not in a hurry to scold her because she was confused——

It’s okay for Zheng’s daughter to target Yingshu. After all, they are all daughters who should be selected. Such idiots are Chang Ping Zheng’s chess pieces at first glance. But looking at the situation now, Zheng’s daughter is clearly targeting Lu’s daughter. Why is this? ? Fan Yanglu did not participate in the battle for the reserve. This situation is really weird.

Yingshu didn't find it strange at all, because she had already seen Sikong Beichen coming to the west embankment.

"Aunt Zheng, I can't tell that this poem was written by Mr. Lu. How could you tell?"

"Handwriting." Zheng Lianzi lowered her pointed forehead again: "This handwriting is the handwriting of Mr. Lu."

"No, it is well known that the authors who participated in writing the poems during the Liushang Fu Examination, although they all wrote the poems on the spot, had to have the master's book boy copy them after they were completed to show fairness, just like sunshine and rain. , all things are full of blessings, how could you think that Shilang Lu was cheating?" Yingshu asked.

At the same time, she felt that Wansu wanted to argue, but she held Wansu's wrist.

"Because I can recognize Shilang Lu's handwriting."

While he was talking, Sikong Beichen arrived at the scene. He coughed lightly and opened his mouth...

But Yingshu didn't give Sikong Beichen a chance to speak: "Aunt Zheng, let me ask you again, when and where did you see Lu Shilang's handwriting?"

"Why did Wang Wuniang stand up for Lu Sanniang? If she didn't collude with her uncle to commit fraud, why didn't she even say a word of defense?"

"It's strange. Aunt Zheng just said clearly in front of us that you admire Sanniang's talent very much, so you hope that Sanniang can answer the call on the spot. But now? You insist that Sanniang cheated. This is really It's too contradictory. There is no way to test whether you really recognize Lu Shilang's handwriting. Now, everyone has read this manuscript, so you don't need to trouble others. I will copy it and put it in front of you together with this manuscript. If you can tell which article is written by me, I will believe that you have great eyesight."

"If Wang Wuniang intends to imitate, how can I tell?"

"It's really ridiculous." Yingshu said coldly: "Anyone with a little knowledge knows that Lu Shilang is not only a good writer, but also a good calligrapher. How can Lu Lang's handwriting be imitated by ordinary people? You can't even imitate it. I don’t know calligraphy, but I keep saying that I can see Lu Lang’s handwriting at a glance, but then I say that I deliberately imitated it, so it is difficult to distinguish the authenticity of the handwriting. Let me tell you clearly, this poem is indeed written by Lu Shilang himself. , I can see it, but you absolutely can’t, okay, tell the truth, who instigated you to slander Fan Yanglu’s surname at the Qushui Meeting!"

Xie Liu Niang admired Ying Shu's eloquence very much. At this time, she felt calm and said slowly: "There is no harm in being careful between girls, but Minister Lu is an official of the imperial court. You, daughter of the Zheng family, are making irresponsible remarks and slandering the imperial official of poor character." …I can’t even deal with this matter, I can only report it to my ancestor for decision.”

Zheng Lianzi immediately knelt down and said, "Yes, it's my fault. I don't admire Lu Sanniang, I'm just not angry with her for having a good relationship with Wang Wuniang..."

"That's ridiculous!" Sikong Beichen was finally able to interject. He first scolded Zheng Lianzi and then apologized to Xie Liuniang: "This was an accident I got into on a whim. I just saw that Mr. Lu was going to take part in the Fu test. I was too much." He said that if Lu Sanniang saw Lu Shilang's rhetoric, he would definitely avoid suspicion and refuse to accept the gift. However, Lu Shilang said that Sanniang would not avoid suspicion and talk hastily. I will make a bet with Lu Shilang. Mr. Lu is confident. , I came here to see the result, but I didn’t expect that someone would take the opportunity to provoke."

Yingshu gave up.

It was impossible for her to hit Sikong Beichen directly in the face in front of everyone.

Of course, Xie Liuniang would save some face for the prince, and said slightly: "There are too many people provoking today, and it would be a disappointment if they all care about each other. Thanks to Mr. Ziwei who came in time to explain the situation, otherwise not only King Langyi, but also Chen It is impossible for Jun Xie to sit back and watch a girl who doesn't know the so-called slander Fan Yang Lu's surname with empty teeth. How talented is Lu Shilang's literary talent? Everyone knows it, how can the Du'an Zheng family slander him? "

Xie Liu Niang waved her hand, and then two maids helped Zheng Lianzi up.

"I hope these changes one after another have not ruined everyone's elegance." Xie Liu Niang raised a cup and drank first as a sign of respect.