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Chapter 985 Throwing petals to determine the outcome

Concubine Meng Liang raised her slender hands and looked at them one by one, with a gentle and peaceful smile on her face.

Until the last picture, her smile froze for a moment, her eyes moved down, and when she saw the signature at the end, she looked at Tang Su with some surprise.

Dozens of people present were all staring at Concubine Meng Liang.

The slightest change on her face could not escape the eyes of everyone.

Who wrote the poem on this last piece of paper?

To make Concubine Meng Liang show such a surprised expression?

Everyone couldn't help being very curious.

Gu Yingyun and the others who participated in the poem writing were even more nervous.

Of course, they all expected that the poems they wrote would be expected by the good concubine, and that they would give themselves and their family good looks in front of so many noble men and women.

After reading the paper, Concubine Meng Liang handed it to Aunt Wen Jing, and said with a smile: "Wen Jing, you take it to your father-in-law who knows how to write and write, and ask him to re-copy the poems of these six people, hang them there, and give them to you." Everyone look at it."

Aunt Wenjing hurriedly held it.

Concubine Meng Liang raised her eyes to look at the crowd, and seeing that they were all puzzled, she smiled and said: "These six poems are indeed good and bad, but as for what it is, I can't decide on my own. "

Hearing what he said, there is a bit of deep meaning.

Could it be that these poems are quite equal, so even she can't make a decision?

"So, I think..." Concubine Meng Liang paused, then smiled slightly, "It's better to have someone transcribe it, and let everyone present judge together. Everyone holds a petal in their hand and decides which poem they think is the best. Just throw it in the pot in front of which poem, and finally decide the winner according to the number of petals, isn't this interesting and fair?"

Everyone looked at each other and said with a smile: "It's really an interesting idea, it's hard for the good concubine to think of it."

It's just that, in this way, everyone can see those few poems.

Gu Yingyun and Yang Ying said with a smile: "Your Majesty's method is of course very good, but..."

She looked at Tang Su intentionally or unintentionally, "If someone writes badly, it will be a big loss of face..."

"That's true." Yang Ying said with a smile, "But my sister is worrying about others for nothing, maybe they don't care at all."

The two of them did not deliberately lower their voices when they spoke.

The volume is kept just right enough for everyone to hear.

It is almost obvious that the worst writer must be Tang Su.

How could Ji Xinlan bear it?
She walked over, pretending not to see, and stepped on Gu Yingyun's foot.

How strong is she.

"what--"

Gu Yingyun screamed, tears fell down, squatted down, and cried with her feet covered.

"what happened?"

Concubine Meng Liang looked over.

"It's okay, it's okay." Ji Xinlan said with a smile, "Miss Gu didn't have eyes when she walked, she knocked on the corner of the table."

"Oh, let the imperial doctor take a look." Naturally, Concubine Meng Liang didn't believe that Gu Yingyun did it by herself, but she could only turn a blind eye to Ji Xinlan, the little bandit princess.

Although Gu Yingyun was annoyed, she couldn't help it.

The eunuch quickly hung the transcribed poems on the willow tree with a small clip, and placed a small translucent glass bottle in front of each poem.

So everyone left the table one after another, went under the willow tree, and read these poems in turn.

Yan Shisan was the fastest. He ran to look at it first, threw a flower quickly, and then walked back with a smile, and said to Chunyu Yue: "A Yue, you are quite calm, why don't you go? Let's see if you can Guess which song was written by little Tang Su."

(End of this chapter)