After marrying a powerful minister, the female partner was pampered

Chapter 39 The whole city is covered with golden armor

Lin Fangfang shook her head, took Qiao Jingjing's hand and said, "The chrysanthemums over there are blooming very well, let's go over and have a look."

"Yeah." Qiao Jingjing responded.

The episode just now didn't attract too many people's attention because it happened in a corner.

Not long after, the party began.

Everyone took their seats one by one.

Then, the maids of the Li Mansion filed in one after another, carrying fine wine and delicacies.

For a time, the aroma of fine wine and delicious food filled the garden.

Mrs. Cui raised her wine glass and said with a smile: "Today everyone is willing to come here. I am very honored. We have specially prepared these thin wines and thin dishes to express our gratitude. Let's drink this glass and feel free to do it for a while."

After hearing this, everyone also raised their wine glasses.

The flattering words are poured out as if they are free of money.

At the banquet, the atmosphere became even more lively.

Qiao Jingjing took a symbolic sip of her wine and glanced at a young girl sitting next to Ms. Cui.

Seeing her looking lovingly in the direction of Prince Qin, she couldn't help but understand.

It seems that the banquet held by Mrs. Li today, called the Chrysanthemum Appreciation Banquet, is actually to select a husband for her daughter.

After everyone drank for three rounds, someone suddenly suggested: "Sitting like this is so boring, why don't we all write poems."

Hearing this voice, Qiao Jingjing looked up and saw that it was Guo Manrou.

Seeing her look at her, Guo Manrou raised her lower lip provocatively, obviously trying to regain some ground for what happened just now.

Qiao Jingjing found it funny. Guo Manrou was sure that she came from the countryside and couldn't write poetry at all, and wanted to embarrass her in front of everyone.

She shook her head secretly, but her mood was not affected. She picked up the dishes on the plate with chopsticks and ate them.

I have to say that the chefs in the Li Mansion are very good at cooking. These dishes are not only exquisite, but also taste good.

Mrs. Cui looked at Prince Qin with a smile, "I wonder what the prince wants?"

Qin Shizi said nonchalantly: "The guests are welcome to do as they please, Mrs. Li can decide."

Mrs. Cui said: "Sitting like this is indeed a bit boring. Besides, the ladies, gentlemen, and young ladies here are all well-educated people. Today happens to be the chrysanthemum appreciation banquet held by our house, so I will shamelessly invite you Everyone used the chrysanthemum as the theme to compose poems and enjoy themselves."

"Mrs. Li is being humble. There are many varieties of chrysanthemums in your chrysanthemum garden, and they are all of the highest quality. It is because of Mrs. Li that we can feast our eyes on them today." Everyone flattered them one after another.

Mrs. Li raised her hand and pressed it, and said with a smile: "Thanks to everyone's compliments, I will add another bonus. No matter who it is today, if they can be more skilled and write the most outstanding poems in the audience, they can win this prize." things.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a maid behind her, holding a tray in both hands, and took two steps forward.

Suddenly, everyone's attention was attracted by the contents of the tray.

I saw a shining golden lion placed in the wooden tray.

The lion is as big as an adult's hand.

And judging from the color, it must be made of pure gold.

Seeing everyone watching, Ms. Cui smiled and said, "I'm a rather vulgar person, and I don't have much, so I can only use this golden lion made of pure gold as my lucky charm." After a pause, she added, " It’s solid.”

Everyone laughed when they heard this, "Mrs. Li is such a generous person!"

Lin Fangfang was about to laugh when she suddenly heard a swallowing sound from the side.

She was stunned for a moment, turned around and saw Qiao Jingjing holding a wine glass and drinking.

Seeing this, she secretly laughed. She must have heard wrong just now.

"Is Jingjing a good drinker?" she asked. "It's not bad, I can have two drinks." Qiao Jingjing looked away from the golden lion with difficulty and said with a smile.

Lin Fangfang said with some envy: "I'm not a good drinker. I'm the kind of person who gets drunk as soon as I touch it. It would be great if I could drink too."

Qiao Jingjing said funnyly: "It's not a good thing to be able to drink. What's there to envy?"

Lin Fangfang paused for a moment. She didn't know what she thought of, but her face suddenly turned crimson.

Qiao Jingjing asked curiously: "Why is your face turning red before you even drink?"

Lin Fangfang said vaguely: "Maybe it's too hot."

Qiao Jingjing thought she was a little strange, but she didn't ask any further questions because her mind was completely occupied by the golden lion at this time.

Originally, she had planned to find an excuse to excuse her while she was composing a poem later, but now, she changed her mind.

She wants to write a poem and win the golden lion.

It was pure gold, solid, and worth a lot of money.

"Since everyone has no objections, I announce that the poem writing has begun, starting with Manrou. After all, she was the first to propose it." Ms. Cui then spoke again.

Since Guo Manrou dared to suggest writing poems, she naturally had something to rely on.

Therefore, after Cui finished speaking, she spoke with confidence: "Things have always come from different families. Who is greedy for the cold and thin and hates the years? The chrysanthemum chooses the country of wind and frost, not the chrysanthemum outside the spring." (This poem draws on Yang Wanli's "Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum")

As soon as she finished speaking, the audience cheered.

"What a poem!"

Qiao Jingjing couldn't help but look at her with admiration.

She thought that the other party was just a spoiled rich lady, but she didn't expect that she actually had two brushes.

Guo Manrou glanced at her very proudly, her face looking like she was waiting for a good show.

Qiao Jingjing glanced at her with regret.

For that golden lion, she also planned to win.

"What should you do?" At this moment, Lu Shuangshuang, who was sitting on the other side of her, bumped her with his elbow.

"What should I do?" Qiao Jingjing was puzzled.

Lu Shuangshuang nodded uncomfortably to everyone present with her chin, and lowered her voice: "If you can't compose a poem in a while, you will be embarrassed."

"I can't do it, how can you do it?" Qiao Jingjing said.

Speaking of this, Lu Shuangshuang straightened his back, "I have an elder brother who is a top scholar. Do you think I can compose poetry?"

Qiao Jingjing nodded, "Okay, then I'll wait and see."

"It's just that lottery. It's really tacky. I don't want it at all." Lu Shuangshuang glanced at the golden lion and frowned, with a look of disgust on his face.

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

Where did this girl get the confidence to dislike a golden lion made of pure gold?
"At that moment, if your poem is lucky enough to win the first prize, give me the winnings." She joked.

Lu Shuangshuang gave her a look of disdain, "This is so vulgar!"

Looking at the other party's disgusting look, Qiao Jingjing felt her fists were itchy.

After everyone had finished writing their poems, Qiao Jingjing clearly felt that the eyes around her were becoming more and more subtle, and most of the people were waiting to see the show.

"The flowers are not in bloom among the hundreds of flowers, but the fun of being independent and sparse is not endless. I would rather die holding the fragrance in the branches than blowing down among the flowers." (This poem comes from Zheng Sixiao's Hanju)
As Lu Shuangshuang's last word fell, the whole place fell silent. Everyone looked at Lu Shuangshuang with surprised eyes, as if they didn't expect that she could write such a wonderful poem.

Even Guo Manrou, who looked down upon her earlier, looked admiringly.

　Sorry, I forgot to update, so the update is late~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)