Fast Transmigration: Embarrassed

Chapter 76 The Stunning Prince’s Ugly Consort (22)

"What questions are you drawing?" Before Ji An and the others could ask, several people in the crowd around the door shouted loudly.

The little maid did not answer, but glanced at Ji An who was sitting below, saw him nodding, and then said loudly: "This question was drawn by Miss Qian, and there was only one word on it - flower. One stick Xiangnei, the two young ladies will each write a poem on the theme of 'flowers', please wait patiently."

After finishing speaking, the little servant girl bowed her knees and made a blessing ceremony, then turned around and entered the private room named "Splendid Pavilion".

At this time, in addition to Chu Ci and Qian Chengcheng, there were ten ladies including Zheng Mingyan, all of whom were at the literary meeting that day.

When Qian Chengcheng got the word "flower", he was secretly relieved.Although she is definitely better than this idiot, she is still a little nervous. Let me start with a simpler topic, so that she can think about it slowly, and she must give the other party a blow.

Qian Chengcheng was slowly going through the "flower" poems he had written in his mind, and planned to choose a satisfactory one from them, and then slowly polish it.However, before she could make a choice, someone beside her exclaimed:
"My God! Did you write it so soon?!"

Qian Chengcheng's train of thought was interrupted, and he quickly turned to look at Chu Ci beside him.

It's just that I haven't seen him for three days, but this Chu Ci actually looks a lot thinner, more than half of the light red spots on his face have disappeared, and his whole temperament has improved a lot.

Seeing that she was pushed away from the table by several women at this time, she twitched the corners of her mouth in a funny way.Seeing Qian Chengcheng looking at him, Chu Ci gave a big smile in a good mood.

Qian Chengcheng was a little confused, and shouted at the Miss Li family who was closest to him: "Sister Li, has Miss Chu already made a poem?"

Ms. Li was stretching her neck to look in. When she heard Qian Chengcheng's question, she quickly stepped back a few steps, leaned up to her and said, "It's written. I didn't expect that she just thought about it and finished it in one go. There is no content." See, but from Miss Zheng's tone, it seems that the writing is pretty good."

Qian Chengcheng's face changed when he heard it, and he couldn't bear to go and follow him to watch, so he had to hold his heart and carefully continue the interrupted train of thought.But her heart was already in a state of confusion, and she could not think of anything for a while, as she could hear the startled praises of those young ladies.

Seeing that the stick of incense was about to burn out and Qian Chengcheng hadn't finished writing yet, Zheng Mingyan sighed, walked up to her, and reminded her: "Sister Qian, the time is almost up, if you stay calm, you will definitely be able to write, and there is still time to take your time." scrutiny."

"What?! Arriving so soon?" Qian Chengcheng glanced at the incense burner in panic, quickly picked up the pen, took a deep breath, and wrote a little poem that he wrote when he was free at home.

"A stick of incense has been burned, please put down your pens and take a rest." A calm and capable maidservant reminded her, then put away their poems and handed them to Zheng Mingyan.

Zheng Mingyan glanced at the poem written by Qian Chengcheng, and shook her head secretly, it was far worse than Chuci's poem.But she didn't show her face, so she laid out the paper, first carefully copied Chu Ci's poem, and then copied Qian Chengcheng's poem with the same font and the same paper.

Zheng Mingyan handed the two poems to two maids who were well versed in writing, and told them: "Give it to His Royal Highness Prince An to read it first, and then send it to the other young masters. After they decide whose poem is better, post it in the shop On the wooden board outside, the guards must keep a close eye on it, and the people around can look at it, read it, and comment on it, but they cannot touch it with their hands or body, as it will damage the poem."

"Yes!" The two maids agreed in unison, and took the poem on the tray in their hands, which was covered with a layer of soft and white silk.

The two women walked down the stairs lightly and steadily, greeted King An and the excited young masters who were waiting in the lobby, and then handed the poems to King An according to Zheng Mingyan's instructions.

Ji An nodded when he saw the first poem, and praised: "Not bad."

Then he picked up the second piece of paper, and just after reading a sentence, his eyes burst into light. He quickly read the remaining few sentences, then read it again, and sighed loudly: "Good poem! Good poem !"

Zheng Mingjue, who was closest to him, had already been anxious. Seeing that he admired the poem in his hand so much, he didn't wait for the message to reach him and moved directly to Ji An's side, stretched his neck and read:

"Last year in this gate today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The faces of the people don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze."

"It's really a good poem!" As soon as Zheng Mingjue's voice fell, several judges immediately came over, wanting to take a good look at the manuscript, but they didn't dare to snatch it from Wang An's hand.

There were a few people who moved a little slower, so they had to pick up another poem placed aside and read around it.

After reading it, someone said: "This poem can be regarded as fresh and elegant, but the song "Peach Blossom" read by Brother Zheng is still much worse."

"That's right. This poem "Spring Flowers" is a little stronger than ordinary flower-chanting poems. It has a slight sadness of lamenting flowers and mourning the spring. But after listening to the song "Peach Blossoms", people can't help feeling Followed by regret, the more I think about it, the more I want to sigh from my chest."

After everyone discussed for a while, Ji An saw that everyone had no intention of stopping, so he coughed heavily: "Ahem, everyone, I will continue to the next question in a while, let's not waste time, just vote like this Bar."

Cai Shu, the eldest son of Huainan Prince, took the lead: "I don't think there is any need to vote this round. It must be that "Peach Blossom" is better than "Spring Flower" by far."

"What the son said is very true, and I think so too."

"Yes, yes."

Ji An ignored Cai Shu, and asked Wu Da standing behind him to pick up a tray with two poems on it, and two cylinders similar to lottery in front of the poems.He walked past the judges one by one and asked them to put the red check in their hands into the cylinder in front of the poem he liked more.

Of course, the result is obvious. The cylinder in front of "Peach Blossom" is slowly filled with red signs, while the cylinder in front of "Spring Flowers" is empty.

"Oh my god! The gap is so big. It seems that Miss Chu is really as stupid as in the legend, and the poems she made must be nonsense!"

"Hahaha, the granddaughter of the prime minister's family, the first daughter of Jijiu, is so stupid, it is really rare in the world."

"Fortunately, I bet that Miss Qian won. Although I only lost [-] to [-], it was enough for me to drink flower wine for a few days!"

"Hey, those two maids are here! Get out of the way and let them stick them on the wooden board. Let's open our eyes and see the amazing work of 'Prodigy' and 'Idiot'."

Because there were too many people and too noisy outside the restaurant, the common people couldn't hear the poem just read inside, but they could see two cylinders, one got unanimous votes, but the other got nothing.

Not far from the crowd, there was a carriage parked. Master Chu in the carriage swallowed a pill when he heard the news brought by his servants.

　Today is busy, only one update.Tomorrow will start the painful road of double changes. ~(￣▽￣～)~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)