Chapter 211 Selected

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"His Royal Highness, the little girl is ignorant and ignorant, but she doesn't dare to talk about it casually."

Fei Yue'er said softly, her voice clear and sweet.

Princess Pingyang laughed, "Among the women in Chang'an City, if you also claim to be ignorant of talent and knowledge, then other people are just as unfamiliar with poetry and calligraphy. It's rare for you to go out, so don't be as modest as Fei Zhongshu this time."

The white veil covered half of her face, and Fei Yue'er's exposed eyes completed the shape of a crescent moon. She said, "Yes, Your Royal Highness."

At this time, the golden armored guard came in again, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and said, "Your Highness, there is only one person left outside."

The maid stepped forward to fetch the poem, and Princess Pingyang said, "Well, since that's the case, people who are late will not be allowed in, and the poetry party should start."

At this time, the servant girl handed the poem to Princess Pingyang and glanced at it. Princess Pingyang showed a slight surprise in her eyes. She gestured to the servant girl, and the servant girl held the poem to Fei Yue'er.

"Yue'er, what do you think of this poem?" Princess Pingyang said.

"When the autumn comes on September 8th, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The incense will spread through Chang'an, and the city will be covered with golden armor." Fei Yue said slowly, pondered for a while, and said, "Look at this poem. It seems to be chrysanthemum, but there is a strong murderous aura between the lines."

Princess Pingyang nodded, "Indeed, I also think so, this person must be the one who killed on the battlefield."

Princess Xiangcheng suddenly smiled and said, "This poem reminds me of Seventh Brother's "Out of the Forbidden City", which is also full of murderous aura."

"But that song of Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shiguan, the Long March of Ten Thousand Miles has not returned, but the Dragon City will be there, and he will not teach Huma to cross the Yin Mountain?" Princess Pingyang said with a smile.

"Exactly." Princess Xiangcheng said.

Princess Pingyang smiled and said, "Could it be that this King Qi also came to this poetry meeting? He used to come every time when he was in Chang'an. This year, he finally came to Chang'an once, and maybe he would come to join in the fun."

Princess Xiangcheng's eyes wandered and she said, "If Seventh Brother can come to this poetry party, this poetry party will be much more interesting."

"Is that poetry will be interesting, or is your seventh brother interesting?" Princess Pingyang said with a smile on her lips, looking at Princess Xiangcheng.

When Princess Xiangcheng heard the words, she immediately laughed, "Of course, Brother Qi is interesting, but I was just about to ask him for some perfume in glass bottles of Qingzhou?"

"That's true. This King Qi rarely comes to Chang'an once, so he has to leave something behind before leaving."

After a pause, Ping Yang suddenly continued to joke: "But if King Qi comes, there is really one person here to worry about."

After saying that, she looked at Fei Yue'er and laughed "giggling".

Fei Yue'er immediately lowered her head, her face flushed like a cloud, and she whispered, "His Royal Highness is joking."

"Giggle, I won't tease you anymore, don't worry, even if King Qi comes, he won't be afraid, and I'm here, so he doesn't dare to do anything? Besides, there are a lot of things about King Qi now, but he won't necessarily come."

Then she said, "Since all these people are here, let's start the poetry meeting, but you talented girls are thinking about how to come up with a question for this palace?"

"Today is the Autumn Festival, so naturally we want to chrysanthemum." A woman said.

"Every year it's chrysanthemum, it's boring, why don't you come up with something else."

"..."

Immediately, the women below started talking.

Princess Pingyang nodded lightly, "This autumn festival may not only be chrysanthemum, Yueer, Xiangcheng, what do you guys think?"

Fei Yue'er looked at Princess Xiangcheng. Apart from Princess Pingyang, she had the highest status here. She said, "Princess Xiangcheng is versatile, so let's let Princess Xiangcheng come."

"No, it's better Sister Yue'er. I don't think I have to call you sister-in-law in the future?" Princess Xiangcheng laughed.

Fei Yue'er was even more embarrassed now, she was a little annoyed and said, "Your Highness jokes like this again, Yue'er will go back."

Princess Pingyang glared at Princess Xiangcheng at this time. This Princess Xiangcheng is one of Xiao Wenxuan's three daughters, and also his most beloved daughter. She is only thirteen years old this year, and she is quite naughty.

"Don't be fooled," she said.

Princess Xiangcheng stuck out her tongue and said, "Okay, Sister Yue'er, I was wrong, you should come up with the question."

Fei Yue'er has lived in a deep boudoir for a long time, so she is naturally shy about matters of men and women, but with the two princesses in front, she is not too self-willed, and she really went back halfway, so she said: "Well, since the great victory of Cangzhou this time has raised our country's prestige, why not Let's have a battle poem, shall we?"

"War poetry?"

Princess Pingyang looked at Fei Yue'er in surprise, thinking to herself, this Fei Yue'er looks weak, but her inner temperament is soft and firm, and any prince who marries her is really a virtuous inner helper.

After all, in her opinion, she never thought that a woman's lack of talent was a virtue, and that a woman with talent could also relieve her husband's worries.

In addition, she was the daughter of the Fei family, if the King of Qi married her, she would be like a duck to water in the future.

"Your Highness Princess, what do you think?" Fei Yue'er said.

Returning to his senses, Princess Pingyang said: "Well, yes, then let's take "War Poems" as the title, and also add to the excitement of this Cangzhou victory."

After all, Princess Pingyang took a pen and paper to write the title of this time on the paper, and the maid handed it over to the guard and sent it to the other side of the curtain.

At this time, Xiao Ming, Qin Rui and others were wandering around the site of the poetry festival.

When he came in, he was recognized by many people, and many people came to get close to him.

He couldn't help but feel depressed for a while, and it seemed that he was still exposed. It is estimated that Fei Yue'er will not be seen at this poetry meeting.

Knowing that she had come, this Princess Pingyang would definitely not let herself swim in the lake with her, otherwise she would have waited a year and this chance to win over talents would have failed.

I was dealing with a group of scholars, when the guard brought in the topic of this time and said, "Your Highness said, the topic of this time is war poetry, please write it, the time limit for a stick of incense is limited, and the poem will be composed by Her Royal Highness's selection."

Hearing this, the scholars no longer had time to chat, and the prince surrounded Xiao Ming's aristocratic disciples, shaking their heads and muttering.

Qin Rui and the three looked at Xiao Ming with obvious meaning in their eyes.

Xiao Ming was helpless, so he had to give another poem to himself, while he kept a good one.

The time for a stick of incense is only about half an hour. At this time, the guards came over and collected everyone's poems one by one.

After getting Xiao Ming's poem, Qin Rui and Xiao Ming stood at the back and chatted calmly. In the eyes of the three of them, it was based on Xiao Ming's poem, and it was definitely no problem to be shortlisted this time.

Sure enough, after a while, the guard passed a message and said: "The winners this time are "Liangzhou Ci", "Ji Hai Sui", "Spring Hope", "Song Xia Song"."

"Hahaha, concede, concede." Hearing this, Zhu Yushu suddenly burst into laughter. This is the poem of the four of them. After saying that, he will follow the guards to the other side of the curtain.

"Wait, His Royal Highness King Qi, cheating at Her Royal Highness's poetry meeting, you are also qualified to go to the other side of the curtain?" A white-clothed scholar said yin and yang strangely.