With a delicate smile, the rough guy bows down for the beauty

Chapter 103 It Can't Be Her!

As for Su Junning, she was wiping her hands with her head down.

Cui Shi wetted the handkerchief with tea and handed it over, frowning and saying distressedly.

"Why don't you tell me there's something wrong with the pen? I wrote with ink on my fingers, and my newly dyed nails got dirty again, didn't I?"

"Mother, this contest was prepared by the empress early in the morning. There are so many people, but I have a problem with my pen. Obviously, I was targeted. Even if I raised a problem with the pen and the queen changed, there may be others. Wait for me, besides, I am not top-notch in calligraphy, but I don't want to compete for the ranking, my original intention is in poetry."

Su Junning wiped her right index finger with a silk handkerchief, her voice was low and cold.

If anyone could see her eyes at this moment, they would find that those beautiful peach blossom eyes did not contain any of the softness and charm of the past, only sullenness and coldness.

"The queen's move is indeed too much."

There was also slight anger in Cui's eyes, and some sarcasm in his tone.

"I don't know if it's to guard against you. I'm afraid you'll steal Miss Xu's limelight or want to see you make a fool of yourself. If it's the former, they will lose their self-confidence first. If it's the latter, the mother of a country will really lose their tolerance."

After handing the dirty handkerchief to Nan Xu, Su Junning raised her head and sat upright, pouring another cup of tea for Cui with a calm expression.

"My mother also said that no matter what kind they are, they are inferior. How can I allow them to be happy? Although calligraphy and poetry are better than each other, calligraphy can be mastered with hard work, but poetry depends on talent. In terms of talent, after all, the latter is more important.”

So it doesn't matter if you lose calligraphy, not to mention that she was still affected by the problem with the pen, so she can have an excuse to speak up.

And if the poetry wins, it will really win the name of a talented woman.

Cui still has great confidence in her daughter, so after hearing this, her complexion eased a lot.

He patted his daughter's hand lightly.

"You just go ahead and do it. After all, they insist on provoking you. If the tiger doesn't show its power, it will be treated as a sick cat. The daughter of our Su family cannot be slaughtered."

"Mother is so kind." Su Junning smiled, and hooked Gocui's palm with her fingers.

This is a comparison, think of Qin Wan's mother, Liao Shi, who just got divorced.

My daughter was bullied like that, and I persuaded her to endure it. If she is really a mother, the words just didn't show it at all.

Just as the mother and daughter finished their conversation, Emperor Jianning who was sitting at the top suddenly seemed to see some treasure, and his eyes lit up.

"Good poem, good poem, who wrote this poem, get something quickly, and get rid of this vague name!"

"Your Majesty, I haven't finished reading this poem yet. Why don't we look at the author now, why not read it after the review?" A smile appeared on the face of Empress Xu, and she quickly advised.

Emperor Jianning has almost finished reading all the poems. Although there are some who appreciate them, they have not been so excited. Although Empress Xu doesn't know the content of this poem, it must be a masterpiece that made Emperor Jianning so excited.

Xu Sini had been preparing for a long time, and the poems she wrote would definitely be better than those written by these people, so she took it for granted that it was Xu Sini's work.

Such persuasion is humility.

However, Emperor Jianning didn't seem to be able to integrate into other works in his eyes, so he only carefully read this one in his hand.

At the end, he suddenly said, "The poem is a good poem, why is this word worse, it doesn't seem to be written with a brush."

Having said that, Empress Xu's eyes flashed a hint of vigilance and a momentary surprise, and then she quickly hid herself and approached curiously.

"If the emperor said so, the poem must be really interesting, and the concubine should come and have a look."

That's what she said, but Empress Xu was already a little flustered.

The handwriting is not good-looking, not like writing with a brush, so this possibility will appear in the whole field, only Su Junning, how could it be, what good poems can Su Junning write to make the emperor so excited? !

And when the queen saw the content of the poem clearly, she froze for a moment.

It is indeed a good poem, definitely a masterpiece.

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Toast to invite the moon, and the shadow becomes three people. The moon can't drink, and the shadow follows me. I will accompany the moon and the shadow for a while. The pleasure must wait until the spring. I sing the moon and wander, My dancing shadow is chaotic. When I am awake, I have sex with each other. When I am drunk, I will scatter. I will be ruthless forever.

While the queen was watching silently, Emperor Jianning had already read out the content of the poem with great appreciation.

Those who sat nearer heard it clearly, and they all gave out admiration for a while, guessing who wrote such a good poem.

Xu Sini sat very close to the front, and also heard the content of the poem, her expression became tense immediately.

She thinks that the poems she has written are already very good, but they are still far from this one. In this way, her wish to win the first name in poetry will definitely come to nothing.

Xu Sini tightened her handkerchief, and began to pray secretly in her heart, hoping that it was a young master who wrote this poem.

It's not shameful to lose to a man, but it's also an honor to win the top spot among all the ladies!
She didn't look up at the queen when she was praying in her heart, otherwise Xu Sini might not be able to sit still now.

At this moment, the queen's eyes were complicated and turbulent, with surprise and disgust intertwined in her eyes, even though she hid it with a smile, she could still find it when she looked closely.

That is to say, fortunately, Emperor Jianning was so absorbed in poetry at the moment that he didn't look at her, otherwise the Queen's strangeness would be discovered.

How could it be Su Junning's poems, how could it be her, no one can be her!
The empress felt bored and anxious, for a while she even hated Xu Sini, hated her for not being able to live up to her expectations, and for being compared to her again and again.

That's right, the queen can also see that the level of this poem must be inferior to Xu Sini's.

Therefore, right now Xu Sini felt in the Empress's heart that the mud would not be able to support the wall, and hated that iron could not be made into steel.

But the queen still had hope, hoping that someone else could surpass Su Junning's poems, so she tried her best to persuade Emperor Jianning to read the rest of the poems and judge together.

Emperor Jianning couldn't resist, so he had to agree.

And then, every time I read a poem, the Queen's complexion became colder by an inch, until after finishing the last poem, Queen Xu's eyes were as cold as ice.

I had no choice but to quickly lower my head and take a sip of wine, trying to calm down my emotions, so as not to be seen as flawed.

Xie Shi and Xu Sini sitting below also noticed the strangeness of the queen at this moment, and felt uneasy.

What happened to make the queen lose her composure in front of others.

Could it be that the poem that the emperor highly praised just now was written by Su Junning? !
The moment this idea popped into the minds of the mother and daughter, they both looked at each other in unison, their eyes filled with astonishment and surprise.

"mother"

Xu Sini's eyes gradually became flustered, and her complexion began to turn pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Don't panic." After all, Mrs. Xie was more stable, and pressed her daughter's hand, "Until the last moment, don't scare yourself, not to mention that the emperor just said that the poem is good, but the calligraphy is not good. Your Words, there must be no problem."

Xu Sini's heart had already started to feel cold, but she could only listen to her mother's words and forcibly calm down.

After all, no matter what this time, she can no longer be as disrespectful as she was when she rewarded the lotus banquet last time.

(End of this chapter)