Group favorite little milk bag, I am the most arrogant cub in the whole dynasty

Chapter 1618 It’s embarrassing
"What's this? Of course I don't recognize it if I haven't seen it before." Tang Qing inherited her mother's intelligence, and her behavior in the world was far beyond her years.

Moreover, she admired Fu Jiujiu very much, and her aunt thought she was a good girl, so how could she be wrong?

She also liked it very much when she saw it today. Shi Xiangjun was like a narcissus blooming alone, fresh and elegant, and neither fighting nor grabbing.

Her words did resolve Shi Xiangjun's embarrassment. When Tang Qing took the initiative to hold her hand, Shi Xiangjun was really uncomfortable. However, she did not resist because he was so friendly, and she was grateful in her heart.

Everyone knows about Tang Qing's talents, but as a member of the royal family, she has never been jealous of any young lady from a family who is more knowledgeable than her.

Shi Xiangjun was pulled to the center of the crowd by her. Now that the lotus flowers were in bloom, Tang Qing asked the ladies to write poems with lotus flowers as their theme. Pens, inks, paper and inkstones were also prepared.

"Are you composing poetry? I can do it too!" Yan Qing said.

This time it was Tang Qing's turn to be surprised, who was this?

Someone nearby had seen Yan Qing whispering in her ear, "Oh, it turns out it's the young lady from the Marquis, of course."

As the head of the house, one must naturally behave like the head of the house.

Yan Qing was proud, wondering if she, a modern person, had memorized so many ancient poems, should she still be afraid of these people?
Tang Qing smiled and said, "Then please invite all ladies. If you write well, I will go to my mother later to ask for the prize."

There is nothing bad about the princess, and this is even more of an honor.

Yan Qing was so confident that he wanted to write out all the poems about lotus that he had memorized.

If others write one song, she writes three.

Soon everyone stopped writing.

Tang Qing naturally looked at Shi Xiangjun's first, but with just one glance, her heart sank.

Yan Qing curled her lips, he must be a book reader, and the princess was not very satisfied with the poem he wrote, right?
"As expected, he is the master's disciple. Miss Smith's poems are excellent."

Yan Qing couldn't wait to send his own, "Princess, I...I sprained my hand recently, so my writing is not very good, please forgive me."

"That's really unlucky. It's nothing serious, right?" Tang Qing glanced at her wrist and said.

"It's okay, it's okay." Yan Qing made an excuse for his ugly words.

She has never written calligraphy in modern times. She has only practiced for a few days since she came here. How can she compare with them.

But this excuse seemed pretty good to her.

"Miss Yan Qing's poems..."

Tang Qing smiled and said, "They are all good poems."

Yan Qing was feeling proud. He had written so many poems in a short period of time, and they were still not shocked.

However, after curiously approaching Tang Qing and taking a look, she couldn't help but laugh, "This... what is this?"

Yan Qing frowned, feeling as if he had been blasphemed, "Of course it's a poem, can't you understand it?"

"I know it's a poem, and I can understand it, but the princess asked us to compose our own poems. What is this that you wrote? Are these all from the poetry anthology? We have all memorized it since we were young."

Yan Qing frowned, "How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible? These poems, let alone us, even the maids around us can write a few. They may be good or bad, but they are theirs, what about yours?"

Yan Qing originally wanted to show off, but he didn't want to play tricks.

Why hasn't she seen those miscellaneous poems and essays? They don't belong to this world.

Tang Qing smiled and said, "Miss Yan Qing must not understand our rules yet, Taozhi, please don't laugh at her."

Tang Qing just didn't want to make things too big, but for Yan Qing, she probably had a bad mind.

Yan Qing's face was as red as a pig's liver. She turned her head and looked at the maid Qiaoyun, "How could this happen?"

Who should Qiaoyun ask?
"I think these songs are good, but it's hard to comment. I'll show them to my mother and a few respected ladies. Please wait a moment."

After Tang Qing finished speaking, she hurried to see her mother.

Something big has happened.

Du Xiyue was greeting everyone with a smile when she was pulled over by her little daughter. "What's wrong? Didn't I ask you to greet those ladies? Nothing happened, right?"

"They didn't cause trouble, but our palace is afraid that there will be trouble."

Du Xiyue smiled stiffly, "What did you say?"

Tang Qing took out Shi Xiangjun's manuscript, and Du Xiyue took a look at it, "Which girl wrote this good poem?"

"Shi Xiangjun!"

"It's her," Du Xiyue said with joy on her face, "She is indeed a talented girl."

"My dear mother, please take a closer look at this word."

"What's wrong with this word?" Du Xiyue squinted and looked again. After all, he was old and his eyesight was a bit blurry.

"Doesn't he look like an imperial brother?"

"Ah!" Du Xiyue took a sharp breath, "This...this...you mean..."

Tang Qing spread her hands, "Do you understand? Shi Xiangjun wants to be my sister-in-law, but not at home."

Mother and daughter are both human beings, so there is nothing they don't understand.

"This is what this good girl should be like, but it's a pity that we are a step too late."

Tang Qing looked at her mother and snorted, "What? You didn't want me to be the one who got lost, did you?"

"How can it be possible? You are my mother's baby. If that's the case, then give up on this idea. You can see if there is another girl who is suitable for you. I will also go and tell your aunt."

"Well, the two of us are fighting in vain."

Tang Qing smiled, "Wait a minute, give me this hairpin."

"You still lack this? I don't prepare enough for you on weekdays?"

"This is a lucky draw!" Tang Qing said helplessly, "otherwise, how could I have the nerve to leave and tell you this important news."

"My love is still smart. I asked your brother to show you if there is anything suitable..."

"I don't want it, I... I will choose it myself. If you don't agree, I will go to Aunt Seven to make the decision for me."

"Is there someone here?"

Tang Qing smiled sweetly, turned and left.

Du Xiyue sighed, but it was not all work in vain, just think of it as everyone getting together and having fun.

When Tang Qing returned, Fu Jiaojiao and Tang Luan both came.

As soon as they arrived, Shi Xiangjun obviously relaxed a little.

Tang Qing looked at her little sister and picked her up, "You're heavy again."

Tang Luan chuckled, "Sister Qing'er is beautiful again."

Tang Qing was so amused that she said, "You are indeed a villain. Sister Jiaojiao, you came late today and missed everyone's poem writing."

"Writing poetry? I don't like this. If it's more like riding an archer or throwing a pot, it's almost the same."

"Since you are so interested, of course you can."

"I want to participate too," Tang Luan said.

She is the youngest here, but she has the highest status. Who would not let her participate?

Even more, her sisters loved her very much.

Yan Qing sat aside. Although others didn't mention the ugly situation just now, she couldn't get over it herself and felt that she was embarrassed.

No, if she wants to win back the victory, she must show these ladies how powerful she is.

(End of this chapter)