Jiu Zhang Ji: The Daily Life of the Reborn Daughter

Chapter 180 How about a competition between the two of us?

"Okay, then Princess Rong Jiang, please move to the garden and take a look at the chrysanthemums of our Dayan. Are they pleasing to the eye?" After saying that, without waiting for Rong Jiang to answer, he stood up on his own, and walked out hand in hand with Princess An Ning.

You all say that children are outspoken and rude, which is forgivable. But I, Qiao Lili, am younger than your princess, so isn't it normal for me to be impolite?

Originally, a group of noble ladies including Princess An Ning and Qiao Lili should have gathered around Rong Jiang, one because of her status as a princess, and the other because they were guests. But these guests wanted to take the main seat, and Brother A Jing, who coveted her, was planning to steal her home, so why did she still indulge her?

Qiao Lili and Princess An Ning walked in front, followed by Xiao Wenchu ​​and Chen Ruxin. All the noble ladies also stood up and wanted to follow. The two female officials saw that no one cared whether they walked or not, and they couldn't be the last one to walk out, as that would be too embarrassing. So they had to rush ahead of the noble ladies and pull their Princess Rong Jiang out.

Rong Jiang still looked reluctant. She was a princess and a guest. Dayan was going too far. It would have been fine if they had sent a young lady from the Duke's Mansion to receive her, but it was so rude.

Perhaps she had forgotten that those who humiliate others will always be humiliated. How could she expect others to treat her with courtesy when she was so disrespectful? Qiao Lili was not a fake. If Qiao Lili was a fake, she would not have been given the task of receiving her, the princess, today.

The two female officials were also complaining in their hearts. Following this troublesome princess, they were walking on thin ice every day. She could ruin a good hand of cards. When they first arrived, people still treated them with courtesy, but their princess was so different. She coveted the future husband before she even had time to sit down, and didn't say a single nice word. Who could swallow this?

It would be so embarrassing if I were really left in this hall. It would be better to go down the stairs, walking in front or behind. There is a group of people behind us.

The two female officials dragged Rong Jiang out of the side door of the flower hall and into the garden.

This Tuanyuan itself is a royal garden. After hundreds of years of renovation, it is already extremely beautiful and ingenious. This time, it was decorated again to receive a foreign princess, which is even more ingenious.

Opposite the side door of the flower hall is a clump of green bamboos, under which are dozens of golden and red chrysanthemums. The petals of this type of chrysanthemum are intricate, and each petal is two different colors on the front and back, gold on the outside and red on the inside. As the name suggests, the two colors complement each other, and with the green bamboo in the background, the visual impact is extremely strong.

As soon as you step out of the flower hall, you will immediately enter a visual feast with colors, flowers, atmosphere, and layout that are overwhelming.

Passing by the green bamboos and the golden and red brilliance, there is a moon gate decorated with chrysanthemums. The golden chrysanthemums are decorated with a bright moon. Walking through this moon gate is like walking through a magnificent full moon gate.

Only after entering this door can you see the real garden.

In the garden, there is a cluster of deep purple Guohua Qingbei on this side, and a cluster of light pink Caihuxue on the other side. On this side, light purple, red and green clothes surround the deep red Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao, and on the other side, there is a white ten-foot pearl curtain surrounding the light pink Lingbo Fairy. The Panlong Beauty hiding behind the willow moon of West Lake, listening to the jade flute playing and watching the reflection of the sunset, is truly a feast for the eyes.

There were also precious green chrysanthemums, green clouds, green peonies, jade corals, coiled dragons and soaring jade dragons, all of which made the ladies stare with dazzle. Although they had chrysanthemums at home, the limited few pots were far from the chrysanthemum extravaganza in this garden.

Even Princess Rong Jiang, who always felt good about herself, had her eyes rolling around, unable to see clearly.

In a corner of the garden, a small scene for appreciating chrysanthemum poems is arranged. Various kinds of chrysanthemums are placed high and low. Chrysanthemum poems by talented men in Beijing are on three walls, complementing the scattered chrysanthemums. Some of the handwriting is vigorous, some is elegant, some of the poems are graceful, some are unrestrained, and the fragrance of ink accompanied by the fragrance of flowers is an ultimate soul enjoyment.

Princess Rong Jiang seemed to be a well-read person. She read the poems from beginning to end, smacked her lips after finishing them, as if she was still not satisfied. Qiao Lili knew that she was up to no good again.

As expected, the little princess spoke up, "Crown Princess, is this the level of the scholars in your Great Yan Kingdom?"

Qiao Lili felt that what she said was not to make trouble, but to seek death. The cultural heritage of Dayan has a history of 5,000 years, and there are countless poems, songs, classics, history books, and collections. The small country of Lanna has only had written language for a thousand years, and it was stolen from Dayan. Most of the books are translations from Dayan. The number of books written in their own language is probably no more than four digits.

The so-called great scholars from small countries like theirs have to learn the writing of Dayan first and then go to Dayan to study. If you say this, aren't you really afraid of getting your tongue bitten by the wind?

"Princess, maybe you don't understand." Qiao Lili said lightly, not taking her words to heart at all.

Rong Jiang originally wanted to humiliate the people of Dayan, but unfortunately no one took her seriously. She felt like she was punching cotton and could not exert any strength at all. She immediately felt extremely aggrieved.

She had heard that in Dayan, all schools were attended by men, and the belief was that women's virtue lay in their lack of talent. Looking at the poems on these three walls, none of the signatures were from women, which meant that women in Dayan were illiterate. So today was her chance to show her talents. This so-called Crown Princess spoke in a stammering manner, and she probably couldn't read a single word.

She, like her royal brothers, had been studying with the Imperial Master since childhood. When the Imperial Master was young, he went to study at Haidong Academy in the ancient city of Dunhua. He was the most learned person in their Lanna Kingdom. The Imperial Master once gave her a collection of poems on her birthday, saying that it was a unique copy in the world. She was so smart that she could recite one-third of the poems in the book, including more than a dozen poems about chrysanthemums.

Hey, that's the idea. I'm going to give Qiao Lili a good slap in the face in front of this noble lady from Dayan. I heard that people from Dayan value face the most. How can she live after losing face like this? I'm afraid she will commit suicide. The emperor will also sentence her to death. Then I can replace her as the crown princess.

Thinking of the Sixth Prince's divine appearance, I couldn't let him go as soon as I saw him in Dunhua Ancient City that day.

"Crown Princess, how about we have a competition?" Rong Jiang counted the beads on the abacus in his mind several times. He felt that this was a good opportunity to step on Qiao Lili under his feet, and he must not let it go.

"Competing for what?" Qiao Lili asked. He was about to run into the muzzle of the gun and there was no way to stop him.

"You and I will each write a chrysanthemum poem. Whoever writes better will marry the Sixth Prince." Rong Jiang looked at Qiao Lili arrogantly, as if she had already won.