The Queen Mother's Kitchen Knife

Chapter 196 Who is Shichiro (7)
The more I look at it, the more I feel that Kong'er is a perfect match for this Miss Hua.

Seeing that her own son also stood up and said to participate in the martial arts competition, Mrs. Yuan also has this in mind only as a son, so she is happy to see it succeed.

As for the daughter Yuan Hongfan who has been missing for so long, Mrs. Yuan has long forgotten.

Tang Jingyue thought for a while, since everyone is willing to have fun in the Duke Huguo's Mansion, let's have a lot of fun, anyway, it is the reputation of the Huguo Duke's Mansion.

Standing up, while the crowd gradually quieted down, he stood beside the Duke Protector and whispered a few words.

"Okay!" After hearing this, the Duke Protector felt good.He ordered the steward to announce in public.

"My lords would like to thank all of you for your support to Duke Protector's Mansion. In addition to the martial arts competition, we will also hold a literary competition at the same time. Those who are willing to participate in the competition, please come to this old slave to register. Go to the end, Wen Saibi's poems, and my lady will write the questions on the spot."

Comparing poems and writing questions on the spot.

"May I ask what standard Ms. Hua uses to judge this poem?"

Tang Jingyue heard the sound and looked at it, it should be the "Seven Young Masters" who were called by everyone just now.I saw that this man was tall, tall and handsome, his body was not like ordinary literati and weak, but Kong Wu felt powerful.Looking at her, the eyes are calm and free of offense and fault, the whole person is like a sword wrapped in cloth, which makes people know that there is a universe inside.

It's a pity that Minrui is not by her side, and Tang Jingyue can't ask who this man is at the first time, only Dao Futian has produced many heroes, this man must be another character, but everyone just calls him "Seven Young Masters", not Surname?

"I write poems and lyrics anonymously on paper, and I will judge them myself. Although I know that I am poor in talent and learning, since I am in the residence of the Duke of the Protectorate, I can judge the poems according to my preferences. Presumably, you will not have any opinions. .”

This is arrogant and conceited, but surprisingly, everyone agrees.

"Yes, of course it depends on Miss Hua's liking."

"Miss Hua is really humble. Since Miss Hua likes it, it must be a good poem!"

The civil servants can't wait to be happy.Who present here didn't know that Young Master Lu and Seventh Young Master had outstanding talents and learning, and when it came to writing poems, no one could match them.But if the judging standard is Ms. Hua's preference, then it's not sure who's outstanding!Maybe what Ms. Hua likes is her son's poems?It would be a great joy if Miss Hua could really see her right!
Seeing the surprising reactions of many of his colleagues in the stands, the Protector finally figured out that something was wrong.

Although he originally planned to invite more married couples from various families and prefectures to the mansion today, why did so many civil servants come?If this had happened in the past, Lord Protector would not have thought about it, but now Lord You Cheng would like to cut him into pieces, how could this group of former allies be generous, and even rushed to watch and participate in the competition.

Duke Protector frowned bit by bit.

something wrong.

Tang Jingyue and the Seventh Young Master looked at each other, and the Seventh Young Master sat down slowly, not caring that Tang Jingyue was looking at him at this moment.After sitting down, he raised the wine glass in front of the table, raised his hand to signal Tang Jingyue, and drank it down in one gulp!

This person's behavior was a little strange, Tang Jingyue couldn't figure it out, and was about to look away, but was startled by the lips of the seventh son.

He said: I want to decide you.

In an instant, the beautiful eyes were sharpened.Tang Jingyue stared at her inexplicably viciously, and turned back to speak.Very simple, only one word: Bah!

The Seventh Young Master smiled slightly, and looked at Tang Jingyue with eyes full of teasing and indulgence, as if he was looking at a pet who would not listen to discipline when he bought it back.Tang Jingyue hated this look, even more than looking at Wang Binsi.

(End of this chapter)