After marrying a powerful minister, the female partner was pampered

Chapter 40 Winning the First Prize
"As expected of the sister of Mr. Lu, she is also so talented!"

I don't know who said something, and everyone applauded instantly.

Lu Shuangshuang's heart, which had been severely frustrated by Guo Manrou and others, rekindled her confidence.

She looked at Qiao Jingjing triumphantly, and said in a volume that no one else could hear: "Would you like me to compose a song for you?"

Qiao Jingjing didn't want to pour cold water on her, so she said, "Let's talk about it later."

Lu Shuangshuang snorted, but her mind was spinning rapidly, wanting to quickly compose another poem so that she could help her later.

Lin Fangfang also thought that Qiao Jingjing could not compose poetry, so she deliberately composed a poem immediately after Lu Shuangshuang finished.

Her poems were also very good and won applause from everyone.

After that, several ladies completed their poems one after another.

After they all finished, everyone's eyes fell on Qiao Jingjing again.

Guo Manrou made no secret of her disdain, "Mrs. Lu has been putting off composing the poem, and now everyone in the audience has finished it. Even if you want to delay it again, there is no reason, right? Or is it that Mrs. Lu is just a showman? Don’t know how to compose poetry?”

Qiao Jingjing glanced at her and was not in a hurry to speak. Instead, she slowly drank the wine in the glass. Then she put down the glass and said calmly: "That will really disappoint Miss Guo. I am not talented. But he also knows a few poems.”

Guo Manrou looked at her funny, "You're a tough talker! You've come to this point, and you still have to insist on it. In fact, you can't write poetry, and no one will laugh at you. After all, you are not from a high background and come from the countryside. I'm afraid it's... No chance to read or write.”

Others also looked at Qiao Jingjing as if they were laughing.

In their opinion, Lu Shuangshuang can write poetry because she has an elder brother who is a top scholar. But Qiao Jingjing is just a village girl, so how can she write poetry? Being able to marry Shilang Lu was just based on some color.

When everyone was thinking this way, they heard a clear, melodious, and somewhat powerful voice saying: "When autumn comes on September 8th, when the flowers bloom, hundreds of flowers will bloom. The incense array will penetrate the capital and fill the whole city. Golden armor.”

Everyone seemed to be suddenly frozen by the gods, motionless, and some people even had contempt and contempt written on their faces. The whole scene was very funny.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Qiao Jingjing smiled and asked: "My song is full of golden armor. I wonder what you think of it?"

Lin Fangfang was the first to react. She clapped her hands and said excitedly: "Jingjing, your poem is so wonderful. This is the first time in my life that I have heard such a wonderful poem."

When she spoke, everyone reacted and whispered to each other: "Could this poem of hers be written for her by Shilang Lu in advance? After all, Mrs. Li is holding a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet today. It’s not hard to guess that if I were to compose a poem, it would be about chrysanthemums!”

"That's right. Only the talent of Mr. Lu can compose such exquisite poems. Qiao is a village girl who seems to have no ideas at first glance. What kind of poem can she compose?"

Everyone agreed.

When Qiao Jingjing heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched and she was speechless.

Although her poem was indeed not written by her, it was Huang Chao's "Fu Di Hou Fu Ju". She only changed the title of the poem and changed the word Chang'an in the poem to "Capital", but they can't just tell the truth. , said this poem was written by Lu Xingzhi, right?
But even Lu Shuangshuang, who had come back to her senses, thought so. Her eyes were complicated and she asked, "Did my eldest brother do it to you last night?"

Qiao Jingjing ignored her, but looked at the crowd and said, "If you have any doubts, you can go to my husband to confront me!"

Lin Fangfang supported: "No matter what, I think this poem is the best in the whole performance, enough to win the first place!"

Mrs. Cui came back to her senses and looked at Qiao Jingjing with complicated eyes. She really didn't expect that Mrs. Qiao could compose poetry, and she fully thought that she would become the laughing stock today.

She suppressed the disappointment in her heart, looked at Prince Qin, and asked with a smile: "What do Prince Qin think?"

Prince Qin, who originally didn't even look at Qiao Jingjing, looked at her in surprise this time.

The poems written by everyone just now are actually good, but they can only be regarded as mediocre. Unlike the poems written by Mrs. Lu, it gives people a feeling of surprise and admiration.

His trip today was considered worthwhile.

Thinking about it, he commented: "Mrs. Gu is right, and I also think that this poem is indeed worthy of being a leader." When Qiao Jingjing heard this, she looked at him with a pleasing look.

This guy has vision, taste, and structure!

Mrs. Cui's expression froze.

She did not expect that Prince Qin would also give such a high evaluation.

After she came to her senses, she nodded unnaturally, "Since Prince Qin and Mrs. Gu both think so, I declare that today's leader belongs to Mrs. Lu."

Hearing this, Guo Manrou immediately said unconvinced: "How can Mrs. Lu cheat and be called the leader? Even if the poem she just read was indeed wonderful, shouldn't the person who wins the title be Minister Lu?"

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

Where did this damn girl get her gangster logic?

Why should Lu Xingzhi get the credit for the poem she worked so hard to learn?

"Guo Manrou, what nonsense are you talking about?" Prince Qin was so angry that he laughed. He held the wine glass in his hand and looked at her with a half-smile, "You are not as skilled as others and you still refuse to admit defeat?"

Being squeezed by him like this, Guo Manrou blushed instantly, feeling ashamed and annoyed, but she couldn't get angry at him, so she could only feel depressed.

Seeing this, Ms. Cui tried to smooth things over and said, "Since no one has any objections, today's leader is Mrs. Lu's golden armor."

Seeing Guo Manrou being bullied by Prince Qin in public, even though some people were dissatisfied, no one said anything.

After all, Qiao Jingjing's poem "The City Is Full of Golden Armor" is truly exquisite, and they thought they could not compose a poem that could compare with it.

Seeing the maid holding the golden lion and walking towards her, Qiao Jingjing was very happy in her heart, but her face was calm.

"Mrs. Lu, please accept this lottery prize," Cui said.

"Thank you, Madam Li, for the generous reward." Qiao Jingjing stood up and thanked her, then reached out and took the golden lion from the maid.

The heavy weight made her feel ecstatic.

It's so heavy, it should be worth several thousand taels, right?

Unexpectedly, this Cui family is really generous.

It seems that Hube is really rich.

Seeing her cherishing the golden lion in her arms, Lu Shuangshuang curled her lips with some disdain and whispered: "Tacky!"

Qiao Jingjing is in a good mood now and doesn't care about her.

"I didn't expect that Lu Shilang was not only full of talents, but his wife and sister were also so talented. It seems that Lu Shilang's hometown is really a geomantic treasure!" At this time, Ms. Cui suddenly said with emotion.

Seeing her unsmiling eyes, Qiao Jingjing was stunned for a moment. Could it be that Ms. Cui was reluctant to part with the golden lion, so she was dissatisfied with her for winning the golden lion?
But thinking about it, it’s not right.

Because when she mentioned the lottery just now, the maid next to her immediately brought it out. It was obvious that she had prepared this lottery a long time ago.

Since she had prepared it in advance, it showed that she didn't care about this golden lion, and she would not be reluctant to part with it.

Moreover, judging from the fact that she had prepared the lottery in advance, whether Guo Manrou suggested composing poetry for fun, today's chrysanthemum appreciation banquet would definitely include poetry writing.

Even if Guo Manrou didn't propose it, she would arrange for someone else to propose it...

(End of this chapter)