Red Mansion: Unparalleled Jade Young Master/red Mansion: Wrongly Married Qin Keqing at the Beginning

The old eunuch said quickly: "Your Majesty, the old slave said that the winner has not yet been determined, but there have been two fights, and the winner is Jia Jue."

"What? Are you saying that Jia Jue has won two games in a row, and one more game will win?" Zhao Qi asked in disbelief.

"Yes." The old eunuch replied.

Zhao Qi glanced at him suspiciously: "You old guy, are you just entertaining me?"

The old eunuch hurriedly knelt down: "How dare I tease Your Majesty. When the old slave heard the news, he couldn't believe it, but after confirming it repeatedly, only then did he know the truth!"

After speaking, he quickly explained the process of the two competitions.

Zhao Qiwenyan stood up suddenly, he walked back and forth a few steps, and suddenly burst into laughter: "Hahaha! It's funny, it's really funny. The number one talent in Northern Zhili, the first-ranking scholar I appointed is actually no better than an uncle. I love the concubine that my grandma doesn't love!"

The old eunuch hesitated for a moment, then asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, this old slave will send that Jia Jue away, so that he can't win?"

"Fuck!" Zhao Qi glared at him fiercely.

"Yes, yes. The old slave is talking nonsense." The old eunuch said quickly.

Zhao Qi glanced at him and sneered: "I not only want him to win, but also want him to win beautifully!"

The old eunuch's heart was bright, and Zhao Qi's invincibility was not important to Zhao Qi. What he wanted was to embarrass the Zhongshun Palace and to attack the reputation of the Zhongshun Palace.

"As I expected, he should have received the news, and he should intervene in this matter. You should go and calm him down to ensure that Jia Jue can win." Zhao Qi said again.

The old eunuch responded, and after accusing him, he hurried out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation and rushed to the Zuixianlou.

But just as he walked to the gate of the imperial city, he was stopped by a figure.

Seeing that person, the old eunuch only felt that one head and two were big, but the other party was noble, so he didn't dare to be rude, and hurriedly saluted:

"Old slave Liu Tian, ​​I have seen Her Royal Highness the eldest princess."

The person who came was Zhao Qi's direct daughter, the eldest princess Zhao Jing.

She was born to be extremely beautiful, her skin was as thick as sebum, her collar was like a grub, her teeth were like a rhinoceros, and her head was crooked.

However, apart from her appearance, her personality is similar to that of a tomboy. She likes to play tricks, especially pranks. Everyone in the palace has been tricked by her more or less, and Liu Tian, ​​the eunuch supervisor, has suffered a lot. Seeing her gave Liu Tian a headache.

"Director Liu, it's so late, do you still want to leave the palace?" Zhao Jing looked at Liu Tian and asked.

Liu Tian nodded quickly: "Yes, Your Majesty has 'important things' to do."

He took "important things" very seriously, just hoping that Zhao Jing would retreat in spite of difficulties and not make things difficult for him.

But what he didn't expect was that after Zhao Jing heard this, instead of leaving, she asked with a smile:

"The important thing you said, shouldn't it be Wendou from Zuixianlou?"

Liu Tian's heart thumped, but he quickly shook his head: "What is Zuixianlou Wendou? This old slave has never heard of it."

Zhao Jing looked at him and said with a smile, "Oh? Is that so? Could it be that Ben Gong just heard something wrong?"

Liu Tian's heart jumped again, but he was determined to pretend to be stupid: "It should be that Her Royal Highness the princess heard something wrong. Her Majesty did not mention anything about Zuixian Lou Wendou."

Zhao Jing nodded: "Well, it doesn't matter. You can go to work, Ben Gong asked Mammy Li to chat a few words, she is also old, it's time to let go of the palace."

Liu Tian's face suddenly collapsed when he heard the words. Mammy Li was his close friend. If they were released from the palace, then they would be considered separate parties, and there would never be a day to reunite.

"Little Ancestor, I beg you to be large, don't embarrass the old slave, the errand that Your Majesty personally ordered to do, can't be delayed." Liu Tian begged.

Zhao Jing smiled and said, "You do your errands, I will only follow you out to meet the world, and I will never cause trouble."

"Ah? Going out of the palace so late? No." Liu Tian shook his head quickly.

Zhao Jing sighed: "Hey, it seems that Ben Gong can only go and chat with Mammy Li for a while."

"Go, little ancestor, let's go, will it work?" Liu Tian had no choice but to answer.

Seeing this, Zhao Jing smiled sweetly, with a cute and moving expression.

……

Drunken House.

Jia Jue sat on a chair, drinking tea with a leisurely expression.

After the second competition, the third competition did not start immediately. First, it was necessary to give him and Zheng Yun time to rest and adjust, and secondly, to give some time to the judges to sum up the questions to be asked next.

Because each of the following is the key to deciding the outcome.

He looked at the system panel and found that his emotional value had reached 13 in a short period of time, and it was still growing rapidly.

This made him very happy, and he was even thinking about whether to deliberately lose to Zheng Yun in the third and fourth games, so that he could get more emotional points.

Just as he was thinking about this, there was a sudden commotion downstairs, and after a while, several figures came up from downstairs.

The current one was an old man with white beard and hair, kind-hearted eyes and kind eyes. When they saw him, many people stood up. Zhu Qi, Sun Yi, and Liu Zhoucheng even went up to greet the old man and said to the old man with his disciples: " I saw the teacher."

This person is He Qingfeng, who is known as the leader of the literary world.

He was called a "child prodigy" since he was a child, and he passed the Jinshi examination. Afterwards, he was an official all the way to the Ministry of Rites, the co-organizer of the university, and the prince Shaobao. As a writer, he can be taught to govern everything", he is admired by scholars all over the world.

"Hehe, no need to be polite, I heard that there are up-and-coming stars in the Drunk Immortal Building, so I came to see, you guys are busy with you, the old man is just watching." He Qingfeng said with a smile.

How could everyone really let him watch, and immediately invited him to the jury's seat.

As a result, the judges changed from five to six, and Zhu Qi and others were all disciples of He Qingfeng. His words were equivalent to four votes.

Zhao Lei was very happy when he saw this. He knew very well the relationship between He Qingfeng and Zhongshun Palace. In this way, no matter how much advantage Jia Jue had behind him, Zheng Yun would not lose.

But just as he was rejoicing, there was another commotion downstairs, and then an old man in an eunuch costume walked into the hall with a little eunuch.

Seeing him, everyone's expressions changed, and they came forward to greet him. This is the emperor's closeness, how could they dare to neglect him.

The person who came was naturally Liu Tian. He glanced at everyone, but when he saw He Qingfeng, he snorted softly:

"Don't be too polite, our family heard that there was such a grand event in the capital, so we came to take a look, and when we turned back to report to Your Majesty, we were able to say it."

When everyone heard the words, their hearts suddenly burst, but they did not expect this to alarm the emperor.

Jia Jue looked at He Qingfeng and then at Liu Tian, ​​the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and things seemed to be getting more and more interesting.

At this moment, he suddenly felt that someone was looking at him, he turned his head slightly, but saw a handsome little eunuch looking at him.

Seeing him look, the little eunuch suddenly blushed and turned his head away.

Jia Jue smiled when he saw this, such a cute little eunuch.

Chapter 40

After Liu Tian took his seat, the number of judges in the field increased to seven. He represented the emperor to a certain extent, and naturally everyone could not put him aside.

Seeing this, Zhao Lei looked a little unhappy. With Liu Tian's checks and balances, he could no longer suppress Jia Jue at will.

But that's all, because He Qingfeng himself is a leader in the literary world. In the case that Zheng Yun and Jia Jue's performances are not much different, his words are authoritative. nothing.

Therefore, as long as Zheng Yun can make sense, he will win.

"What is this third match?" Seeing everyone sitting down, He Qingfeng asked first.

Liu Zhoucheng stood up, took out the note in his hand, and unfolded it, but everyone saw the word "poetry".

The third round of comparison is poetry.

Zheng Yun's eyes brightened when he saw this. Poetry was his favorite subject matter. He liked to read poetry since he was a child, and he was able to write poems by himself when he was five years old. And his title of "Shuangjue of Poetry and Books", with the word "poetry" in the front, can explain everything.

"Oh? It's actually a poem. Do you have questions?" He Qingfeng asked Zhu Qi beside him.

Zhu Qi shook his head: "It hasn't been decided yet, why not ask the teacher to make a proposition?"

He Qingfeng stroked his beard and said with a smile: "It's okay, it's okay, you should come, this move is suspected of taking over."

"Where is the teacher, the purpose of this Wendou is to decide the outcome between the two. The purpose of the question is also here. Where is the distinction between the host and the host? Teacher, don't refuse." Sun Yi said.

Liu Zhoucheng also echoed: "Yes, let the teacher come up with the questions."

He Qingfeng nodded: "If that's the case, then the old man will do his part."

After speaking, he paused, looked at the surrounding environment and said: "This is the Zuixianlou, the most prestigious restaurant in the capital, why don't we use the word 'wine' as the title, and put it on a stick Fragrant Nei composes a poem, how about it?"

Wine is a must for literati and scholars. It goes deep into all aspects of life. It can be drunk both in joy and in sorrow, in life and in death. In this era, even girls have to drink a few glasses when they are having a party.

Taking wine as the subject is the easiest and the hardest.

The simplicity is that everyone has a feeling, and even must have written relevant verses before.It is difficult to say that it is because there are too many people writing it, and it is difficult to write well.

Therefore, everyone nodded in unison after hearing this, and they all held a positive attitude towards this topic.

When Zhao Lei heard it, he was overjoyed, because he knew that Zheng Yun's best poem was about wine.

In this way, Jia Jue's desire to win is simply a fantasy.

Because he has no way to gain an overwhelming advantage over Zheng Yun in poetry.

As long as it is not an overwhelming advantage, then under He Qingfeng's proposition, Zheng Yun will definitely win.

Zheng Yun was also overjoyed when he heard this. He knew that he would win, so he pretended to pace a few steps on the stage, and then said to the crowd:

"My lords, I already have a poem."

"Oh? The champion is so quick-witted, hurry up and sing." He Qingfeng's eyes lit up and he said with joy.

Zheng Yun coughed lightly and said:

"The beautiful woman has a pot of wine, and the autumn scenery is full of thousands of miles. The stone horse is lying on the new smoke, and it seems that the worry is coming.

Singing and sneaking, the mausoleum tree wind rises.Chang Ju pressed the high platform, watching the flower machine with tears. "

"Good! Good poem!" Zhao Lei was the first to shout out as soon as he finished chanting.

Although this voice was abrupt, it did not make other people feel disgusted. After all, they also felt that it was a good poem, and many people even cheered:

"Good! Good poetry, good poetry! The champion is the champion!"

"Zhuangyuan Lang really lives up to his reputation, I can't wait to beat the horse, I admire him!"

"'Chang Ju presses the high platform, tears look at the flower machine', wonderful, wonderful! Master Zheng is so talented!"

"As soon as this poem comes out, I am afraid that many poems will be compared!"

……

Zhu Qi nodded slowly: "A beautiful woman has a pot of wine, and the autumn is full of thousands of miles. It should be a wonderful thing for a beautiful woman to serve wine, but the word 'autumn' renders this beauty full of sorrow. It's true. It's ingenious."

Sun Yi also shook his head and chanted: "Singing and stalking, the mausoleum tree wind rises spontaneously. The long chariot presses the high platform, and tears look at the flower machine, good, good!"