Reborn to marry the emperor's uncle, being pinched and coaxed every day

The gazebos were full of people, and one after another people wrote the poems in their hearts on the stone table.

The springs in the mountains are quiet, with towering trees and luxuriant foliage.

Moxiang Villa had been cleaned up in advance, sprayed with insect repellent powder, and lighted with elegant jasmine smokers.

Mixed with the scent of makeup and powder on the noble ladies, such a scene is still very pleasing to the eye.

However, for things like composing poems on the spot, although the young masters and noble ladies present can do it.

But the levels vary.

There are not two really good ones.

And painting takes more time, and it cannot be completed in a short while.

The only ones who chose to paint were two young masters who had passed the examinations as scholars.

Everyone else chose to write poetry.

"Your Highness, why don't you compose a poem too."

Hua Ling proposed, but she didn't know that her flattery was slapped on the horse's leg.

Originally, she wanted Sima Jiao to have a chance to show off, but she didn't know that Sima Jiao valued martial arts over literature.

Sima Jiao frowned. Since his rebirth, in order to make up for the shortcomings of the previous life, he has exhausted his literary talents.

But he did it for Bo Huayang's favor, not for the appreciation of this group of irrelevant people.

But at this time, the compliments around him one after another made it difficult for him to refuse coldly.

I could only say a few words of humility, then rolled up my sleeves and went forward to write.

Originally, most of the people went to the gazebo, but now Sima Jiao, who is the highest-ranking person, took up writing.

It also attracted the people in several other gazebos.

It also includes a small number of people on Huayang's side enjoying the shade.

These sons and noble daughters are self-aware of their abilities.

So at the beginning I didn't want to make a fool of myself, but at this time I was very interested in Sima Jiao's poems.

"Let's go, let's go over and have a look, His Royal Highness Qin Wang has also written it."

"Yeah, go over and have a look. His Royal Highness the King of Qin is facing the wind, and the poems he writes must be brilliant."

All the young masters and ladies around got up, and Hua Yan was also a little curious, shaking her round fan and asking:
"Sister, why don't we go and have a look?"

Huayang sat still because of anger, but in fact, she wanted to go and have a look.

This guy never wrote a poem in his previous life, and in this life he said he was going to take the No. [-] examination.

But I didn't see him reading too much.

I don't know what doggerel I wrote.

It happened that Huayan gave her a step, and she followed the trend.

He nodded and said, "Since you want to know, let's go and have a look."

The two also surrounded the past.

At this time Sima Jiao was ready to put down his pen, and someone read it out loud:
The mountain spring flows softly, the shade of the trees shines on the weeping willows, and the tender buds only show their sharp corners, and they are willing to show their heads for pity.

"It's really a good poem."

Everyone praised it.

This poem is not a good poem that can be passed down through the ages, but it fits well with today's artistic conception.

Another improvisation.

It can be said that among amateur literati, it is also good.

But only the three sisters of the Hua family looked wrong.

Hua Ling's face was so dark that water dripped out.

Hua Yan approached Hua Yang with a smirk and teased: "Eldest sister, brother-in-law, he said that he came out because of you."

"Don't talk nonsense." Hua Yang blushed.

Guo Yunxiang can neither write poetry nor paint, and she has no enmity with King Qin.

Inevitably said two good words.

Besides, King Qin will still be her elder in the future.

Sima Jiao smiled modestly and walked to Hua Yang's side.

"Still satisfied?"

"Well, how did you learn to write poetry?"

"This king said, it's not a problem to take the exam to be the champion, and you will definitely be better than Li Dongyang. You just wait to be the wife of the champion."

Huayang was speechless, so this person couldn't have a proper chat, and he was out of shape if he couldn't speak a few words.

"You don't want to?" Sima Jiao raised his eyebrows.

"Let's talk about it after you are admitted to the No. [-] Scholar." Hua Yang replied with a blushing heart.

Back to the original seat to enjoy the shade, the two of them worked side by side and whispered.

Even the careless Hua Yan knew how to avoid and not bother her.

Hua Ling stared at the backs of the two of them from afar, with a hint of malice in his eyes.

After catching a glimpse of Guo Yunxiang's figure, he immediately had an idea.

Taking advantage of no one's suggestion, he walked to Guo Yunxiang's side.

"Cousin, what I'm wearing today is the most fashionable floating brocade in the capital. It's really beautiful and radiant."

Hua Ling praised Guo Yunxiang with a flattering expression.

"Hmph, how can it compare to the golden hairpin donated by my cousin just now."

Guo Yunxiang was still angry, so he didn't give Hualing a good face.

Originally, he wanted to ignore her, but he couldn't resist the compliment.

Only then did he reply such a sentence in a strange way.

She hates anyone who steals her limelight.

Hua Ling's smile faltered, and he understood that Guo Yunxiang had stolen the limelight when he made a donation just now.

Hurry up Wei Nuo Nuo's apology:
"Cousin, I really didn't mean to surpass you, but I just wanted to be more than Huayang. I am just a concubine, and I have been suppressed by Huayang all the year round, so I forgot my cousin. I really deserve to be beaten. .”

Hua Ling made a gesture to slap himself in the face.

She figured out Guo Yunxiang's character of being soft but not hard.

Sure enough, Guo Yunxiang took her hand.

"Why don't I know your situation, otherwise I wouldn't beg my grandmother to rescue you."

"I've been used to it for so many years. Cousin will be the eldest concubine of Wei Wangfu in the future, and her status will be even more unusual. Don't forget about cousin, support and support Ling'er."

Hualing's tall hats were handed over one by one, and Guo Yunxiang, who was touted as very useful, was very happy.

"Of course, if your aunt doesn't find you a good marriage, I will help you too, and I will definitely not let you marry someone from a poor family."

Guo Yunxiang patted his chest.

"Thank you, cousin, but..." Hua Ling hesitated to speak.

"Just what?" Guo Yunxiang successfully aroused curiosity.

"It's just that Ling'er is not worth it for my cousin."

"How to say?"

"Cousin has such a background and such an excellent background. Marrying the prince of Wei Wang is also a man of talent and beauty. Why does Huayang look at the current posture of Qin Wang? I am afraid that he is not moved to ask for marriage. If Huayang really succeeds, then my cousin will see you later." Hua Yang is about to salute and call her aunt."

"It's unreasonable! If you want to be my elder, if you want to marry into the royal family, she is worthy!"

Guo Yunxiang thought that his cousin Huayang, who had always had a bad relationship with him, would actually become his aunt.

I couldn't help but burst into flames.

If Huayang really married King Qin, wouldn't it be better than marrying himself?

Hua Ling was still fanning the flames, full of injustice for Guo Yunxiang.

"No, I can't just watch her marry King Qin, please help me find a way."

Guo Yunxiang knew that Hualing had many ideas.

"Cousin, as long as a woman falls into the water in public, her reputation will be ruined. The royal family's face is important, so why would they want her again?"

Hua Ling looked at the gurgling stream beside the rockery and smiled innocently.

Guo Yunxiang's eyes lit up.

Just do it.