Concubine Hanhan's Concubine Gongdou

Chapter 38
When the eunuchs and maids presented the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the concubines and concubines concentrated and meditated, and began to think about how to write lyrics.

The scene suddenly quieted down.

The emperor looked down for a week, and when he passed in the direction of the lotus flower, he saw this little concubine resting her face in her left hand, holding a pen in her right hand, staring at the paper, frowning and thinking hard. how to write.

The sitting posture is crooked, completely outrageous, in stark contrast to the concubines who sit upright with their chests and backs upright next to them.

The emperor retracted his gaze, knowing that he could already predict what the little concubine could do. A straightforward guess, it was already Amitabha Buddha, and it was impossible to do it well.

Lotus thought hard, it's so difficult, and it has to be beautiful in words, neat in confrontation, and even and flat, oh, how come it is flat and flat?

Did you teach Mr.I don't remember, I was so tired of thinking about it, she subconsciously wanted to scratch her hair, and then remembered that she was still at the banquet, and put her hands down again, over and over again, and she was extremely tangled.

The emperor caught a glimpse from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help but smile.

The noble concubine next to him was talking to him softly. Seeing him like this, his heart suddenly jumped up. He just felt that the long live Lord was extremely handsome, with a smile from the corner of his eyes that made people dare not look directly at him. Even she couldn't stop panicking.

She wanted to lower her head in a hurry, but she believed in her status as a noble concubine. She couldn't panic like other concubines. She wanted to maintain her demeanor and forcibly remained calm, but her words were already chaotic.

The emperor didn't know what the imperial concubine beside him said, and only occasionally responded. Although he was sitting in the seat with his eyes slanted downward, his mind was not on her, and he did not notice anything unusual about the imperial concubine.

Lotus noticed that someone around her had started to write, and became a little anxious.

After a while, someone asked the eunuch one after another to take away the poem and put it on the throne, and the paper in front of her was still white and flawless!

Lianhua became more and more irritable, so anxious that her hair seemed to be falling out. Anyway, she had to write something.

With the passage of time, more and more people saw the poems and prose, and the lotus heart swayed, hurriedly wrote a few lines, and then wrote his name in the lower left corner, and finally handed in the last one.

Taking a breath, I felt that my head was buzzing, and I was so tired that I wanted to collapse on the chair, but I had to try my best to maintain the last bit of demeanor.

As long as someone was ready to submit it, the concubine and the emperor began to read it.

Now that everyone has finished writing and handing in, the imperial concubine said: "You sisters have worked hard. Ben Gong and Long Live Lord reviewed the first few songs that were presented first, and found that the sisters are all very talented, which makes Ben Gong extremely pleased."

All the concubines, especially those who were to hand in poetry and prose first, were flushed with joy at this time, and they were able to enter the eyes of the imperial concubine and the Lord Long Live, indicating that they could compete for the final title.

Among the people in the vote, only Lianhua was uneasy. She felt that her writing was really not good, and she would definitely make a joke.

But if you don't hand it in, you can't do it. It's just like handing in your homework to your husband. If you don't hand it in, you will be fined ten prototypes, and you will be fined five if you hand it in, or you will be fined less if you hand it in.

The next step is the evaluation stage. According to the order of presentation, the imperial concubine turned over a stack of poems, read them while reading, and then commented on one or two after reading, and handed them to the emperor to see if they were good.

The imperial concubine turned to this page and read the last sentence: "Golden Wuyuan mid-autumn leaves are yellow, and the phoenix trees do not fall at night without frost. This is exactly the scene of the early autumn in Jinwuyuan, sir, this sentence is very good, you can take a look."

The emperor took it, glanced at it, and commented: "Well, it's really good, and the words are not bad."

This poem was written by Sun Cairen. She has read poetry and books since she was a child. She was famous for her talent in the Jiangnan area when she was still in the boudoir.

Hearing the compliments from the imperial concubine and the Lord Long Live, Sun Cairen stood up and greeted the lord, and said reservedly, "The Lord Long Live and the Empress praised me wrongly.

There was a blush on her face with excitement, and anyone with a discerning eye could see how happy she was.

"It's natural to praise it if you write well. You can afford it. Sit down." The imperial concubine said a few words to her with a smile, and put the verse that Long Live Lord handed back to her in one place.

There are already a few great picks out there, and the final top pick will come from there.

After flipping through a few more pictures, when they turned to the penultimate one, the imperial concubine read: "Sit and watch the autumn wind blow, thank the flowers and yellow leaves. You should know that prosperity goes back and forth, just like spring, summer, autumn and winter."

After reading, he raised his head and said to Xu Zhaoyi with a smile: "Sister Xu's poems are not very open-minded, but you need to pay more attention to the balance."

After finishing speaking, stack this poem in the pile of general evaluation, and stop reading it.

When Xu Zhaoyi heard the words, she stood up and blessed the imperial concubine, and said blankly, "Thank you for the guidance of the concubine, the concubine has been taught."

After he finished speaking, he went back to his seat.

She came from a family background. Her father was General Xu from the court. She was a sassy person. She didn't talk much on weekdays.

She likes to play with whips and has a very direct temper. What Li Meiren is most afraid of in the palace is her.

At the beginning, Li Meiren accidentally provoked her, almost got whipped, and complaining to the imperial concubine didn't help.

With General Xu behind her back, the emperor also valued it, and the concubine had to give her three points.

Today's flower viewing banquet was invited by the imperial concubine. I heard that Lord Long Live was also coming, so she gave three points of thin noodles to participate.

If it was a normal flower viewing banquet, she would not come, and she was too lazy to go to the lotus viewing banquet last time.

In her eyes, this banquet was extremely boring. A group of women were careful with words, and they were different. Later, they proposed to write poems to satisfy the vanity of some people.

Hearing the imperial concubine's comment, she only responded coldly, and didn't speak again.

Lianhua stretched her head to look at Xu Zhaoyi, she was sitting too far back, and Xu Zhaoyi was sitting in front of her again, so she couldn't see without her head stretched out.

She is very curious about Xu Zhaoyi. After all, she wanted to curry favor with Empress Zhaoyi, but now she has to see her true face. At first glance, she is a heroic woman with few accessories on her body. She has a very special temperament, which is completely different from that of other sisters. .

The imperial concubine smiled and said nothing, and began to turn to the last poem.

Sitting upright in the lotus position, she was a little nervous, her palms began to sweat, and finally it was her turn. She felt like she was done, she had to read it out, and she was going to make a joke. How could this be okay?

The emperor waited for this moment for a long time, and he had long seen that the lotus was the last to be handed over, very similar to her style.

Patiently listening to the imperial concubine from beginning to end, at this time she finally talked about her poems.

Seeing her sitting as nervous as a well-behaved student listening to a lesson, he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea in disguise, fearing that he couldn't help laughing.

　Good baby Lotus is nervous. She is going to read her poem. What should I do? Poor students are most afraid of the teacher's name!
　　The author of the dog said badly: Predict how the poems of the lotus will be, please listen to the decomposition next time!Oh little master, don't smash eggs, drop some recommended tickets~
　　Note:
　　1) "Golden Wuyuan mid-autumn leaves are yellow, the phoenix trees do not fall at night and no frost" is referenced from "Tang Wang Changling's "Five Songs of Changxin Autumn Poetry": Jinjing Wutong Autumn Leaves Yellow, Bead Curtains Are Tireless Nights Come to Frost"

　　2) "Sit and watch the autumn wind blowing, wither flowers and yellow leaves. You should know that prosperity goes back and forth, just like spring, summer, autumn and winter." red leaves."

　　


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