Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1240
Lord Zhongshu cleared his throat a little, and said loudly: "The two princes, please write down the upper part of "Song of the Five Sons". There must be no mistakes."

As soon as Xiao Shizi finished listening, he immediately picked up the pen and quickly wrote it down on the paper.

The little prince, the little prince, also picked up the pen and wrote down the answer on the paper like a cloud and flowing water.

Xiao Shizi was the first to hold up the paper and said, "I've finished writing!"

Only then did the little prince put down the pen, then lifted up the paper, and said, "That's it."

Master Zhongshu walked up to the brushes and inks of the two, carefully identified them, and said: "Not bad, not bad, the writings of the two princes are good, but the little prince finished it before the prince, so the priority to answer the question is given to the little prince! "

"I won!" Xiaoshizi raised his hands and cheered, and the eldest princess beside him couldn't help applauding his son.

Although Xiao Shizi took the lead in answering the question, the handwriting written on the paper was scribbled. On the other hand, the handwriting written by the little prince is neat and neat, and it is not difficult to see his calm state of mind when writing.

"Mother..." The little prince felt a little guilty because he lost his priority.

"It's okay." Feng Qian encouraged her son, "Ye'er's handwriting is really good. Be a human being like a handwriting, not sloppy."

Huang Fulie asked: "Prince Dayan, the key to answering this question is to be the first to answer the question first, and there is not much time left for you. Why are you only thinking about writing well, instead of answering the question first?"

The little prince bowed to Huangfu Lie first, and then slowly said: "Father taught me that poetry has the character of poetry, if you write casually, it is a blasphemy to the sages, and it is considered disrespectful, so I will try my best to put every word, Every line of poetry is well written, so that we can live up to the writings left by these ancestors."

After saying a word, the whole audience was stunned, until Xuanyuanche applauded lightly, and then everyone responded with a big round of applause. The little prince didn't understand why everyone gave the little prince admiring applause when he obviously won. .

He looked at the little prince angrily, and said to himself: "What's so great about writing well, I can write well too!"

Only when Huangfu Lie indicated that the competition should continue, Hanlin Zhongshu continued to ask questions: "Little son, answer the first question first."

"Let's make a question!"

"Please write the whole story of "You Meng"."

When Feng Qian heard this topic, she asked Xuanyuan Che in a low voice: "What is "You Meng"?"

Xuanyuanche replied: "It's "You Meng Ge", a folk poem circulated among the people of Daqin that teaches officials to be clean and honest."

I saw that Xiao Shizi wrote this poem very smoothly. This time, his handwriting was also very neat. Even the Master Zhongshu couldn't help nodding his head and praised: "Shizi's pen is powerful. It’s done in one go until the pen is written, wonderful, wonderful!”

Xiao Shizi glanced at the little prince, as if saying "I won't lose in the word competition".

After the eldest princess clapped her hands in admiration, she turned to Huangfu Lie and asked, "Brother Wang, look, which one is better between the little prince's handwriting and the little prince's handwriting?"

Huangfu Lie carefully looked at the calligraphy of the two princes, and only said: "The calligraphy of the prince is even more elegant in Feibai style, while the little prince of Dayan is more in the Yan style. The two are different calligraphy styles, so naturally they cannot be compared. Competitive, but the two princes have written well!"

Sikong Shengjie interjected: "Your Majesty of Qin is right. Each calligraphy style has its own ingenuity. Could it be that the Eldest Princess wants to compete with the two princes' calligraphy?"

The eldest princess had nothing to say, so she could only smile and close her mouth.

Lord Zhongshu turned to the little prince and said, "Little prince, it's your turn."

The little prince saluted slightly: "My lord, please come up with a question."

"Please ask the little crown prince of Dayan to write out all of "Xiaoya·Datian"."

Hearing this, Xuanyuanche's expression changed slightly. Feng Qian noticed that Xuanyuanche's expression was different, so she asked, "Archer, is there any problem with this poem?"

"There are so many ugly words in this poem, it's impossible for a child of Ye'er's age to write it. I'm a little worried..."

Feng Qian was about to answer him, but heard the little prince say: "Yes."

But I saw the little prince writing and reading aloud: "There are many crops in the big field. It is a matter of planting and preparing. I am a mother, and I can carry Nanmu. Sowing hundreds of valleys, the garden is huge, and the great-grandson is like……"

"Ye'er recited it..." Feng Qian watched in surprise as the little prince wrote on the paper with confidence.

After the little prince finished reciting, the pen in his hand didn't stop, and he continued to say: "My teacher said that this poem is about autumn harvest. Although the story is very simple, farming in the field is the foundation of people's life. It is also the most important thing in society and cannot be ignored.”

After the last sentence was finished, the little prince just stopped writing, and saw that an eloquent "Xiaoya · Datian" had been written.

Hanlin Zhongshu approached, looked at each word, but couldn't stop admiring: "Every word is not bad, every word is good, amazing, amazing!"

"Hahaha, what a little prince of Yan!" Huangfu Lie couldn't help but praise, "Queen Fengqian, you really teach your son well!"

Feng Qian replied: "The monarch is over-reputed, Ye'er is just a child, I dare not be, and in terms of teaching children, Archer is better than me."

Having said that, Feng Qian deliberately turned her head to look at Xuanyuan Che, who smiled sweetly.

Seeing this scene, Huangfu Lie felt a faint sourness in his heart. Originally, he wanted to let Feng Qian stay in Daqin for a longer time through the competition among the children. The former king of Beiyan, who was talking to you and me like no one else, was really annoying to see.

Thinking of this, Huangfu Lie's face gradually turned cold. At this time, the superintendent came to report, and someone from the Princess's Mansion sent Xiaoshizi's cakes.

It turned out that Liu Shuangshuang was worried that Xiao Shizi's competition would consume energy, so after buying the ingredients and returning home, she made some pastries for people to send in.

As soon as he heard that the eldest princess's mansion brought pastries, Xiao Shizi shouted happily: "Sister Shuangshuang must have made delicious ones for me again!"

Feng Qian said: "The children have worked hard in the competition, and they have a short rest in the middle. I don't know what the king wants?"

Huangfu Lie nodded, and signaled the supervisor to bring in the cakes.

Xiao Shizi saw a plate of exquisite jujube paste cakes in the food box, he couldn't wait to take out a piece, and when he was about to put it in his mouth, he saw the little prince standing beside him drinking tea and resting.

He picked up the plate, walked to the little prince, and said, "My teacher taught me that good things should be shared. This is the jujube cake made by my spiritual chef. Would you like to try a piece?"

The little prince glanced at Feng Qian, and seeing Feng Qian nodded, he picked up a piece and said, "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me, anyway, I can't finish this jujube cake by myself, so it's okay for you to try it." After saying that, Xiao Shizi walked back to his seat, "But that doesn't mean I'll let you!"

The little prince waved the pastry to him with a smile, and said, "Okay, I won't let you either."

(End of this chapter)