I, who disguised myself as a woman, turned out to be a queen! ?

Chapter 491: Student, I have some poems for you
Su Changan suddenly erased the written words, while Xia Fengxiang was also a little curious as to what was going on.
Haven't thought about it?
And the little fat man lowered his head and looked carefully at the crossed-out word 'Yu'. How should I say it?

It turns out that someone can write such fresh and refined handwriting. He thought that it was his handwriting that was ugly. Today, he finally realized that there are people outside the world and there is a world outside the world.

And when he raised his eyes slightly, the little fat man was stunned, because he saw the expression on this sister's face, so indifferent, especially the eyes looking at the paper, which seemed to have watery eyes. , he forgot.

Anyway, the little fat man pursed his lips, so beautiful.

Thinking like this, the little fat man turned around and went to look for food again. It was too tiring to use his brain while writing an article, so he prepared some food. No matter how good this sister's writing was, she would definitely be tired after writing, so she had to eat more to replenish herself.

Su Changan continued writing here.

But the original beginning was "Yuzhang's old county, Hongdu's new mansion", but now it was changed by Su Chang'an to "Qizhang's old county, Yunxiang's new mansion". Because Yunxiang was known as the place of Chizhang before the Xia Dynasty.

After all, it is true that what he wants to write is the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion, but after all, it must be based on the current situation of this place, and it is only changing the names of some places and names in this eternal preface. It does not matter, it is harmless.

As for the allusions, Su Changan had read the history of Daxia and some books of allusions, and actually found that there were many similarities with his previous life. After all, people can always do some things, and the things done by saints are also very similar.

but
It is also because of this that Su Changan was also thinking while writing.

When the Yunxiang talented man Chen Qing stepped forward, everyone's eyes were attracted and they watched him deliver his poems to Mu Xu, Qian Long and others.

Xia Fengxiang looked at these opening sentences and felt that the beginning was good, and it was already gaining momentum just from the beginning.
But looking at Su Changan's current appearance, Xia Fengxiang was a little confused, because he had never seen Su Changan write a sentence or think about it in an article, whether it was the three large poetry gatherings in the past, or a small literary gathering like today. Well, writing poetry is always done in one go, as if it had been planned out in advance.

The little fat man immediately put down his food carefully and looked around with a pouted mouth. He didn't know why he had to stop the people around him, but since Jing Shu said it, he would stop him. What else would he do?

This made Chen Qing frown slightly.

Several masters looked at the poems on the paper and praised it one after another. It was indeed a top-quality work.

One person then said: "The shelf is really big, and I think the writing must be rubbish. I know it is rubbish so I won't let people read it. After all, it is embarrassing."

With such ugly handwriting, it would definitely be embarrassing if someone saw it, and these people could tell at a glance that they were the kind of people who liked to yell and join in the fun.

"The ups and downs, the natural flow, it's pleasing to the eye, not bad, not bad."

……

One of the masters from Yunxiang Academy immediately praised: "What a saying: Three mountains are half-fallen outside the blue sky, and two waters divide Yunmuzhou. Mr. Chen is a great talent!"

The old masters sitting there at the moment were not only Gu Quezhi, Mu Xu and others, but also several others, all of whom were famous in the Yunxiang area and had quite a reputation as Confucian scholars in Daxia.

There is no reason why I shouldn’t read articles when I write them in a place like this.

The words were still ugly, but when the girl looked at those sentences, she seemed to read them smoothly, inexplicably, even though she couldn't understand the meaning.

"I have long heard of Mr. Chen's talent and fame. It is a blessing to meet him today."

And at this time.
Many poems have been sent up.

Another person said with a smile: "Let's go, let's not talk anymore, you see, people don't let people see it, hehe, Wen Junzi and the others over there let people look at them casually, and they don't know where they came from, so they are making such a big show!"

Master once said that seeing calligraphy is like seeing people, so you must practice calligraphy well.

But this time.
Many people also noticed that the beautiful woman was also writing something. They were stunned for a moment, thinking about what article this girl would write, so they stepped forward one after another.

After hearing this, these people all looked at Xia Fengxiang. For some reason, they felt inexplicably trembled when they saw the woman's cold eyes. Although it was fleeting, these people were ordinary scholars and knew that those who came here today were either rich or noble.

At this time, the girl covered her eyes with her hands, and a pair of eyes appeared between her fingers. Her eyes were full of worry as she looked at the sentences written by Su Changan.

One of them said: "Forget it, just don't read it if you don't want to. Maybe it's not written well, so it's not allowed to be read."

But this time.
Xia Fengxiang raised his eyes and looked at these people: "Everyone, go and watch the fun elsewhere. My wife doesn't like people to disturb her."

Several people left while talking.

The girl glared.

It is not easy to be praised by so many teachers. Chen Qing, who is in his thirties, bowed immediately when he heard it, feeling happy in his heart.

Thinking of this, and looking at Su Changan's eyes piercing the water and looking attentive, Xia Fengxiang quietly studied the ink.

Then I looked back at the sister and found that she seemed very tired. How could she be tired when writing an article? She must be struggling to think of good words!
Otherwise, if you look at there are so many people in the cabinet, who would be so tired of writing poetry?

just
Chen Qing glanced at the Mu Xumu Grand Priest Liquor, but found that the most authoritative old man at the moment nodded with a smile. Although he seemed quite satisfied with the poem, he did not say a word.

But although the girl didn't know why this sister was so beautiful and a nice person, well, she would have been nice if she hadn't been given the stick just now, but her handwriting was so ugly.

Why.
The girl looked at the very beautiful sister and sighed, "What should I do? I might be embarrassed later."

After thinking about it, I was too lazy to argue with these people, and I didn't care about what these three people were arguing about. I turned back to look at Su Changan and found that Su Changan was particularly engaged. He had only written one paragraph of this article, and now he started another paragraph.

But that’s not important anymore!
The important thing is that there are so many people here, all of them are great talents, and their handwriting must be very beautiful. The articles are just easy to read, not as comfortable to read as the poems written by the Queen Empress.

The little fat man felt aggrieved and wondered what he had done, so he muttered: "You know how to bully a weakling like me."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, as long as she didn't look at it now.

When the girl saw this scene, she immediately ran over: "My sister wrote it casually, so don't come over and read it!"

Just when the girl was thinking this.
The girl was even more worried when she saw that someone had already written the poem and sent it to him.

Seeing the little girl blocking her, these people didn't take it seriously and continued to look over.

At this time, the girl saw the little fat man coming back with a lot of food. She immediately rolled her eyes and walked over: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat! Quickly look at the people around you, don't let anyone come and look at you." Come to what this sister wrote!”

So the article must be very general.

Now everyone saw Chen Qing's poems.

but.
Ugly is ugly!

However, despite this, people around him have begun to circulate Chen Qing's poems and essays, and they are all filled with emotion and admiration.

After all, I had just sent so many poems, but this was the first time that Mr. Duofuzi praised him. This shows how good Chen Qing's literary talents are.

Moreover, it is up to the viewers to judge how the poem is. Chen Qing’s poem is considered to be the best among the poems left in the entire Yunmu Pavilion!
In this way, compare with the students who just submitted poems and essays.

Chen Qing is here to judge!
The girl looked at the people here. She couldn't read the poems, but she could clearly see the faces of the people around them.

The more surprised and admired these people are, the better Mr. Chen’s poetry is.

In this case, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing if someone presented a poor poem?

The girl looked worriedly at her sister who was still writing, and she had already written a lot of words.

"Junzi Wen has finished writing!"

At this time, someone suddenly spoke.

Everyone looked at Qiu Shui'an who stood up with the paper in hand. Many people looked forward to it. After all, there are many talented people and talented women today, but the only ones who really have a status in everyone's hearts are Wen Junzi and the Hua Jia.

But that Mr. Baiqi with painted armor was very drunk at the moment, and after the piano came out, he leaned against the pillar for a moment, and then stopped moving at all.

Everyone watched as Qiu Shui'an walked up to the old masters and respectfully presented the papers in their hands.

Some scholars around Mu Xu and others stretched their heads hard to see clearly what was on the paper.

Even Chen Qing stared at the paper with a serious expression.

"The sun shines on the water at dusk, and the morning light clouds the building. The gold windows have embroidered doors, and the beads and foil are hung with silver hooks. The opening chapter is majestic and worthy of your poems, it's amazing."

An old master saw the content, only the first two sentences, and immediately praised it.

Just such a sentence, all the students in the pavilion immediately started whispering with surprise on their faces. They just felt that it was worthy of the poems written by Wen Junzi. It was really amazing to write such a beginning in such a short time!

At this time, other old masters also nodded in approval. Even Mu Xu nodded repeatedly and read out the next two sentences: "The dusk rain flows to the dusk water, and the spring river flows around the two sides. When I look up here today, it is like traveling in the nine heavens. The image is vivid, The artistic conception is elegant and the opening and closing is natural. It’s true that Yao Yuanzai said you are a young phoenix.”

After Gu Quezhi savored it carefully on the side, he also praised: "From near to far, the language is exquisite, the bodywork is meticulous, Shui'an's poetry will never disappoint."

After hearing this, Mu Xu personally praised it, and even Mr. Gu added.

This is enough to show what this poem is like.

At this time, everyone began to circulate it. After seeing the whole article, there was an uproar and all kinds of praises appeared.

And everyone looked at Qiu Shui'an giving a thumbs up, and felt that he was indeed a [gentleman]. Number one on the poetry list in the past!

After all, this is only a short time!
Just this moment is so powerful, what if it takes more time?
Amazing!

And
Some meddlesome people immediately looked towards Chen Qing. When they saw Chen Qing's expressionless face, they immediately whispered to each other, and then they all laughed. Whatever he said, you know what it meant when you think about it.

but
In fact, it is a judgment call!

After all, it is also a moment of conceiving.

But many people have already looked at Bai Qi, the painting armor, and they all know that Bai Qi has extraordinary literary talent, especially in painting, and he is the best in the world, so he got the painting armor.

If it were a comparison of poetry and prose, I really don’t know what would happen.

but.
It should be difficult.

After all, this Huajia hasn't done anything yet.

If so
Everyone looked at Huajia Baiqi, and then looked at Qiu Shui'an who bowed and returned to his position. If nothing else happened, it should be Mr. Qiu who got the [Tie Zhouzi].

But this surprise is too small!
Qian Long looked at the poem in his hand and nodded secretly. Yes, it was indeed good, but he also smiled bitterly. After all, the piano must be given to Qiu Shui'an.

just
When the richest man was thinking this, he noticed that Mu Xu no longer looked at the poem, but just sat there drinking.

Qian Long was puzzled: "Don't you like poetry the most?"

Mu Xu nodded: "Yes."

Qian Long frowned: "You think Qiu Shui'an's poems are not good?"

Mu Xu shook his head: "Poetry must be good, and savoring it carefully is definitely not what people can do."

But the Queen is here, reading these poems is boring.

Qian Long was even more confused, "Then you, this old guy, are still looking like you are waiting for something? Are you waiting for the white gas?"

Thinking about it, Qian Long looked at Bai Qi over there.

But when he looked over, he found Bai Qi opening his eyes and groping for the pen beside him.

And it wasn't just Qian Long who saw this scene.

Many people around saw it all, especially the sound of white gas. '

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

This top painter, one of the top thirteen in the world, is about to start writing!

Qiu Shui'an also looked at this scene with a solemn expression.

Mu Xu glanced at Bai Qi's appearance and cursed with a smile, "You brat has still been this virtuous for how many years!"
but.
After scolding, Mu Xu casually glanced at the Queen over there, but saw that the Queen had finally finished writing, and put down the pen in his hand.

【Painting Armor】White pneumatic pen.

[Color Armor] Su Changan stopped writing.

Mu Xu immediately sat up, "Okay, okay, the highlight is coming!" Your Majesty wrote this article so seriously and seriously, I look forward to it!
When everyone saw Mu Xu like this, they just thought that Mu Xu saw Bai Qi and wanted to write, so they all looked directly at Bai Qi.

But no one saw it
In that remote corner, Su Changan breathed a sigh of relief, read the entire article, and turned to look at Xia Fengxiang, who was looking at him in surprise.

Su Changan smiled and asked, "Do you admire me?"

Xia Fengxiang rolled his eyes at Su Changan, but after reading the entire article, he nodded again.

Su Changan smiled.

At this time, the little bald man ran back and gasped: "It's amazing, Bai Qi started writing, and I read them all. Mr. Qiushui Anqiu's poems are great, but other people's poems are also great. I heard what they said , no worse than Chen Qing’s, there are six or seven people like this, and now”

When he said this, the little bald man saw Su Changan standing up and holding so many articles written in his hand. He looked surprised and asked, "Don't give it away. It's really embarrassing. I think many people think so." I have packed my poems back, and I don’t even plan to give them away.”

As he said this, the little bald man saw the words on Su Changan's paper and gasped, "Oh my god, this is uglier than what I wrote with my feet! How could this sister write this!"

The girl looked at Su Chang'an with a grimace. She didn't know what to say at the moment. She was going to be embarrassed anyway. The girl had a good attitude of forgetting about embarrassing people. She couldn't leave anyway. You have to be loyal!

Su Changan looked at the little bald man and the girl, smiled and said, "I said I could get first place, do you believe me?"

What are you talking about? This is crazy. A lunatic is so beautiful!
The girl sighed.

The little bald man smiled helplessly and said, "It's no longer possible. I'm still in first place!"
"Yes! I believe it!" The little fat man said with a smile, and then brought the food to Su Chang'an: "Sister, I'm tired from eating and writing articles."

Su Changan reached out and rubbed the little fat man's head, then looked at Xia Fengxiang.

I found that Xia Fengxiang also wrote something at that moment.

Su Changan glanced at it, but didn't say anything. Instead, he walked forward with the paper on which was written the preface to Prince Teng's Pavilion. No, it should be the preface to Yunmu Pavilion now.

The girl and the little bald head looked at each other, but they were helpless, so they just followed behind. What else could they do? They had to embarrass both of them. We couldn't let this sister embarrass herself.

The little fat man took Xia Fengxiang's paper, nodded obediently, and followed Su Changan with Xia Fengxiang.
"Student Li Xinghe has written a poem, and I would like to ask Master Jijiu and all the masters to review it."

(End of this chapter)