The courtyard is deep in spring

Chapter 49 Winning
Murong Jin smiled slightly, walked over and stuffed the box into Lin Xirong's hands.

Lin Xirong blushed even more, and when she was about to shirk, she heard Murong Jin grinning and said: "Xi Rong, if you don't want it, I'll refund it? It's worth 1000 taels of silver! When the time comes, I'll win over Miss Ye." That's one more bargaining chip."

When Lin Xirong heard this, she immediately held onto the box and did not let go.

Murong Jin succeeded in her trick, walked back and sat in her seat with a very happy smile on her face.

Seeing his embarrassing appearance, Li Yu couldn't help but snorted and turned to look downstairs.

But it's a pity that this wave of jewelry auctions is over, and the ones that are going on are the Four Treasures of the Study.Ye Zhaoqing definitely doesn't like these things.

A trace of annoyance suddenly arose in Li Yu's heart, this Murong, why didn't he remind him when he was shopping?Such a good opportunity to please the girl was just missed by him!

Thinking about it, he turned his head and glanced at Ye Zhaoqing, but saw that she was looking at the teapot in front of her from the beginning to the end, and didn't even glance at the window.

Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

When there is something he likes later, he will buy it for her again!he thinks.

However, after a whole hour passed, no matter how precious and rare the treasures downstairs were, Ye Zhaoqing didn't take a look at them.

Until, the steward of Fengyang Tower yelled loudly downstairs, and the auction of the Fenji sword began!

Ye Zhaoqing raised his head and looked downstairs.

Li Yu looked at her beautiful profile, and his heart sank.

Why?Why is this the only one she has her eye on?He has already promised Murong to help him obtain Fenji, so he can't go back on his word at this juncture, right?
At this moment, Murong Jin turned her head to look at him and smiled slightly.

Li Yu was in a dilemma, who should he help?These two people are equally important in his heart!
Why?Why do we have to look at the same treasure?
For the first time, this young man, who is the pride of heaven, was troubled by one thing.

But no matter how troubled he was, things always went on.

"I'll pay 1 taels!"

"I'll pay [-]!"

Someone downstairs has already started shouting there, Murong Jin glanced at Ye Zhaoqing with a smile, and said lightly, "I will offer one hundred thousand!"

With just one sentence, there was no sound downstairs!

This is ten times more than the price paid by those two people before!Rao, there were quite a few people downstairs who took a fancy to this finale sword, but when Murong Jin spoke, most of them retreated.

After all, although the sword is precious, the price of silver is even higher!

Ye Zhaoqing was speechless for a moment, this Murong is really cruel, how could he ask her to speak a thousand words!Can't she report another 5000 taels after the [-] taels?Wouldn't that make people laugh out loud?

"Okay! This young master offered 10 taels to buy this Fen Ji sword, he really has a vision!" The steward downstairs looked around excitedly and said, "Is there any friend who can offer a higher price? If so If not, this sword..."

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a woman's clear voice suddenly sounded.

The steward was taken aback for a moment, and looked up, he recognized that the caller was the eldest daughter of the Ye family who had won Fang Zhilin at noon, and a smile suddenly appeared on his face; "Miss Ye? Excuse me?" What are your orders?"

"Boss, isn't there a Wendou in this Fengyang Building?" Ye Zhaoqing said in a deep voice, "Then the young lady is willing to compete with this Mr. Murong, who can afford 10 taels of silver. If I win by luck, can I ask you?" The shopkeeper sold me the sword? Although I can't afford Mr. Murong's exorbitant price, 7 taels of silver is still within my reach."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar downstairs: "Oh my God! This woman is actually going to compete with Murong, who is so talented and knowledgeable in the capital? Is she joking?"

"She must be crazy!"

"Miss Ye." The manager put away his smile, looked at Ye Zhaoqing solemnly and said, "You know that although the second son of Murong is a son of a family, he put aside his official status to take part in the scientific examination in person. He was appointed by His Majesty last year. The number one scholar. Do you really want to compete with him?"

Ye Zhaoqing laughed immediately when he heard this: "Thank you for the reminder, the shopkeeper, otherwise the little girl would not know that Mr. Murong is so talented, but today's competition is for talent and poetry, not for governing the country and the world." Talent and learning. The little girl thinks she won’t lose.”

These words speak loudly.

No one in the audience could have imagined that Ye Zhaoqing, a woman, could say such a backbone, and everyone was silent, looking up at the beautiful figure in the window as if looking at an alien.

But through the curtain, people can't really see what Miss Ye looks like.

Seeing everyone's gazes, Li Yu's eyes suddenly sank. At this moment, he could not wait to drag Ye Zhaoqing behind him, and not allow these people to covet him anymore!
"What a governing country!" The manager nodded and praised: "The little girl is so courageous and dares to compete with the talents of the world. If I, Fengyang Tower, disagree, it will look vulgar."

As he said that, he turned around and said loudly to everyone: "This talent competition was originally a grand event, but Fengyang Tower has not been held for a long time. Today Miss Ye and Second Young Master Murong meet friends through poetry, and the prize is this Fen Ji The sword. Whoever wins will own it. Of course, if Miss Ye wins, 7 taels of silver will still be paid."

"It's natural." Ye Zhaoqing smiled slightly.

The person in charge immediately said: "Then, let Mr. Murong move."

Murong Jin nodded when she heard this, turned her head and glanced at Li Yu with a smile, and walked out in full clothes.

Lin Xirong looked at his back with some reluctance.

She was expecting Ye Zhaoqing to win, but she didn't know why her heart sank at this moment.

As soon as Murong Jin left, Li Yu also stood up, and he glanced at Ye Zhao with a complex expression, whether it was joy or sorrow.

Finally, he walked out too.

Fengyang Tower's actions were quick, and within a quarter of an hour, a room was vacated in the box opposite Ye Zhaoqing, and Murong Jin and Li Yu were invited in.

Since it is a competition, what is required is a confrontational posture.

At this time, everyone's eyes upstairs and downstairs were fixed on these two boxes.Everyone is very excited.

Ye Zhaoqing turned a blind eye to this, she glanced at Lin Xirong, and said with a smile: "I know you have Murong in your heart, do you regret it now?"

Lin Xirong couldn't help but blushed when she was said to be the center of the matter, but at the moment only she and Ye Zhaoqing were left in the box, she couldn't care less about it, and said solemnly: "I don't regret it! You know the situation of our family, my parents I wholeheartedly hope that I will marry the crown prince, and Murong and I don't know what will happen in the end!"

Saying that, he glanced at Ye Zhaoqing, and said solemnly: "But you are different, we are going to hand in handkerchiefs for a lifetime, of course you are more important than Murong!"

Ye Zhaoqing laughed immediately after hearing this, she was a little moved, no matter what the Lin family did, at least Lin Xirong treated her sincerely.

That's it.

"Okay, let's make handkerchiefs for the rest of our lives." Ye Zhaoqing said, turning his head and looking out the window.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Lin Xirong immediately walked over and opened the door of the box.

Standing outside the door was a man holding the Four Treasures of the Study, he said respectfully, "Miss Lin, this is for Miss Ye."

Lin Xirong stepped aside and asked the guy to bring those things in and arrange them on the table.

"Miss Ye take it easy." He said, bowed and turned around to leave.

Lin Xirong walked over and began to grind the ink.

At this time, the person in charge had already lit a stick of incense downstairs. Amidst the smog, he said loudly: "The clock starts, please Miss Ye and Mr. Murong start writing poems, with the theme of the sword and the theme of a stick of incense." Whoever writes more and better poems will win, two out of three.”

Ye Zhaoqing nodded, and immediately walked over and sat down at the table.

Lin Xirong had finished grinding the ink at this time, she handed the brush dipped in thick ink to Ye Zhaoqing and said, "Let's start!"

"Okay." Ye Zhaoqing nodded, took the brush and thought for a moment, then bowed his head and began to write.

Her speed was very fast, and she almost didn't pause when she picked up the pen. In just a quarter of an hour, a poem was finished.

Lin Xirong was surprised and delighted watching from the side, but in order not to disturb Ye Zhaoqing, she kept silent.

Ye Zhaoqing stretched out his hand to put the written poem aside to dry, picked up his pen and started writing again.

In the opposite building, Murong Jin was also writing furiously.

Standing beside him, Li Yu looked across and said in a deep voice, "Hurry up, Zhaoqing has already written two articles. You are behind!"

Murong Jin didn't pay attention to it, and continued to write vigorously.

"It's already the fourth chapter." Li Yu said.

Before Ye Zhaoqing finished writing an article, he was about to say something. When he reached the seventh article, Murong Jin finally couldn't help but raised his head and said, "Your Highness! Can you shut up? Are you on my side?" The side is still on Miss Ye's side? You want me to lose, don't you?"

Li Yu's expression darkened upon hearing this, and he finally shut up.

Murong quickly lowered his head and began to write again, but such an interruption made his thoughts messed up, and when he wrote again, the speed slowed down a lot.

This person said to help him well, but he didn't expect to help others in the end!

What a goofy guy!

Murong Jin was indignant, but because of Li Yu's words, he finally felt jealous of Ye Zhaoqing, and he didn't dare to be distracted anymore, so he only speeded up his writing.

Originally, he was a famous and talented man, and writing poems was nothing more than a piece of cake.

I just don't know how amazing Ye Zhaoqing will be this time?
A little bit of curiosity also arose in Murong Jin's heart.

At this moment, everyone in the hall on the first floor held their breath and looked up at the upstairs. Seeing that the stick of incense was getting shorter and shorter, there were gradually discussions among the crowd.

"I don't know who will win this time! Although Mr. Murong is powerful, it must be unusual for a woman who can throw three hundred pots..."

"Hey! You think that Miss Ye is an all-rounder! Maybe it's a coincidence that she can throw a pot, but Mr. Murong is a real champion! There is such a disparity in strength! I think she will lose!"

As soon as these words came out, many people followed suit: "That's right! I'm sure Mr. Murong will win!"

"Really? Do you want to take a gamble?" At this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly asked with a smile.

As soon as this remark came out, everyone fell silent, and no one opened their mouths.

"What's wrong? Did I say the wrong thing?" The person who proposed to take a gamble looked puzzled: "Don't you firmly believe that Mr. Murong will win?"

"However, this Miss Ye is too weird. Many people believed that she would lose in the pot before, but in the end she won." After a long time, someone in the crowd said weakly: "If you really want to bet, I Bet on Miss Ye to win."

"I also bet that Miss Ye will win!"

"I bet on her too!"

……

The man looked dumbfounded at half of the people who bet on Ye Zhaoqing's victory: "Isn't it? You..."

After he said one sentence, he couldn't continue. After a long time, he touched his head and said in the same deep voice: "I also bet on Miss Ye to win."

"Hahaha!" Li Yu leaned back and forth laughing in the private room, pointed out the window and said, "Murong! Look! More than half of the people downstairs are hoping for you to lose..."

"Your Highness, can you leave me alone?" Murong Jin's face was black: "Who do they support is none of my business? Win or lose in the final round!!"

Li Yu nodded with a smile, but finally said nothing.

Murong Jin heaved a sigh of relief and seized the time to write. Judging from his experience, time is running out.

Sure enough, just as he finished writing the poem on the paper, the steward's voice sounded from downstairs: "It's time!"

Murong Jin immediately put down the pen.Then I moved my sore wrists.

He is such a strong man, people who write all the year round are tired like this, let alone Ye Zhaoqing on the opposite side.

After all, this girl has suffered a lot!
Murong Jin suddenly felt a trace of guilt.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the box, and the clerk came up to collect the poems.

Murong Jin walked over and opened the door of the box, handed over the masterpiece she had worked so hard for a long time to the waiter, and watched him go downstairs and hand it over to the steward.

On the opposite side, Ye Zhaoqing had also stood up, and Lin Xirong was sorting out the poems she had written.

"Zhaoqing, you are amazing, there are 21 articles!" Lin Xirong said with a smile.

Ye Zhaoqing moved his sore wrist, shook his head and said, "Murong probably wrote more."

Lin Xirong handed the poem manuscript to the assistant, and said with a smile: "Zhaoqing, if you win later, can you let me have a look at the Fen Ji?"

"Of course!" Ye Zhaoqing agreed, but she took a look at Lin Xirong and said: "It is a sharp weapon after all, you can only watch it from a distance, not too close, I am afraid of hurting you."

"Okay." Lin Xirong replied.

"What a big talker! The result hasn't come out yet, why do you think you won?" At this moment, a voice full of disdain sounded from behind the two.

Ye Zhaoqing looked back, and saw Li Yu and Murong Jin striding in.

The two men are tall and tall, with stunning looks. Standing here, they eclipse the people all over the building, especially Li Yu's eyes, which are as bright as stars, but with a bit of aggression. Go too far.

The corner of Li Yu's mouth curled up, revealing a half-smile expression.

"Your Highness, Mr. Murong, are you here?" Lin Xirong greeted her with a smile, "Is everything going well?"

"If it wasn't for him, it might be called smooth." Murong Jin smiled wryly, walked to the table and poured himself a cup of tea.

Li Yu snorted coldly and said, "Is this Gong going to help you? Get timely information about your opponent and adapt accordingly. How dare you say that you could write so much without Ben Gong's help?"

"Okay, okay! If I can get away with winning against Miss Ye today, it's all thanks to His Royal Highness!" Murong Jin said helplessly.

Li Yu stretched out his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "This is more or less the same."

Ye Zhaoqing glanced at the two amusedly, and moved his sore wrist with his hands.

At this moment, suddenly a hand stretched out from the side to grab her wrist!

Ye Zhaoqing was taken aback, but when she was about to exclaim, she found that the person was Li Yu. Her face darkened, and she immediately said seriously, "Your Highness, what are you doing? Let me go!"

"You can call it louder so that everyone below can listen." Li Yu said without changing his expression, "Anyway, I've got something to do with me, and if you don't want to marry me in the future, I have to marry you." As he spoke, he squeezed Ye Zhaoqing He rubbed his wrists lightly a few times.

Ye Zhaoqing's face turned red and turned white, and he glared at Li Yu resentfully. Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, a tingling sensation suddenly came from the wrist that Li Yu was pinching, and then the pain eased a lot.

"It's as if I love pinching." The next moment, Li Yu let go of his hand, without even looking at Ye Zhaoqing, he lowered his head and went to drink tea as usual.

Ye Zhaoqing didn't answer.

Murong Jin smiled and was about to speak when suddenly there was a commotion downstairs.

"Everyone, the poems of those who participated in the gambling game today have been sorted out." Steward Xing of Fengyang Tower stood in the middle of the stage, coughed lightly and said loudly: "Mr. Murong wrote a total of twenty poems within one stick of incense. The manuscripts of the poems, after identification, are all written by himself, without any usurpation or imitation of others."

"Good! As expected of a great talent!" Everyone applauded.

"What about Miss Ye's? How many articles has she written?" Someone raised his voice and shouted.

Steward Xing smiled slightly, and said, "Finally someone asked, Mr. Murong has [-] articles, so what about Miss Ye's? Everyone is curious too, right?"

"Speak quickly, the person in charge! Don't play tricks!" the crowd shouted.

Steward Xing smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Ye wrote a total of 21 poems."

Everyone was silent when they heard the words.

In the private room, after hearing this, Murong Jin couldn't help turning her head to look at Ye Zhaoqing, and said with a wry smile: "You are really good, I lost."

"That's not necessarily the case." Li Yu said in a deep voice: "The winner is not judged by the number of poems, but also by the quality of the poems. If each of the twenty poems written by Murong is better than Miss Ye's, The loser is not necessarily you."

Sure enough, after a short period of silence, the crowd began to fry the pot. Everyone clamored to see what kind of poem Ye Zhaoqing wrote, and even the second son Murong, who was the number one scholar in high school, could compare with it.Some people suspect that the poems written by Ye Zhaoqing were not written by herself at all.

Manager Xing didn't hide his secrets, he ordered people to paste all the poems written by Ye Zhaoqing and Murong Jin on the wall at everyone's request, and ordered everyone to watch them.

The crowd dispersed like a tide, and everyone squeezed to the walls on both sides, scrambling to watch.

"It's a pity that there are too many people, otherwise I would have to go down to watch the masterpiece." Murong Jin smiled and glanced at Ye Zhaoqing.

"To each other." Ye Zhaoqing said with a smile.

"What's so difficult about it?" Li Yu snorted coldly, immediately called a guard over, and ordered him to go down and copy all the poems they wrote just now and bring them up.

"Yes, Your Highness." The guard agreed, turned around and retreated.

The bodyguard's skills were quite good, after a while, he wrote a copy and sent it up, Li Yu reached out to take it, put it on the table, and everyone watched it together.

What Murong Jin read was naturally the poems written by Ye Zhaoqing, and as soon as he picked it up, he said hello: "Miss Ye, your handwriting is really good! The silver hook and iron stroke penetrate the back of the paper, good, good, good!
He said three good words in a row.Ye Zhaoqing smiled slightly, looked at Murong Jin's poem in his hand, and said: "Young Master Murong, why do you need to be polite, my handwriting is good, but compared to yours, after all, it is still worse than yours, isn't it?" "

"No, I was one year older than you. Given time, you will catch up and surpass me." Murong Jin sighed and said, "I have read the writings of many famous ladies in the capital. Speaking of your handwriting, it's not even a star."

"My lord is absurd." Ye Zhaoqing smiled slightly and said, "I have no intention of comparing myself with others." As he spoke, he lowered his head to look at the manuscript in his hand.

Li Yu snorted coldly and said, "Praise you for being fat, you're still out of breath!"

"What a poem!" Before Ye Zhaoqing could speak, Murong Jin read with admiration on his face, "Leaning on the sword and ascending the platform, you can see off the spring eyes leisurely. The hazel covers the hills, and the grass hides the deep valley. The phoenix sings in the West Sea , There are no precious trees in the collection. The place where the scorpion lives, the Artemisia is full of thousands of people. The wind of Jin has fallen, and the poor are weeping."

After reading, he took a deep breath, raised his head and said to Ye Zhaoqing: "Miss Ye, I lost."

Li Yu was about to open his mouth to hurt others, but he was a little stunned.This poem is indeed a good poem!

Even he may not be able to do it.

Ye Zhaoqing really surprised his gaze once again!

At this moment, most of the people downstairs gathered on the poem written by Ye Zhaoqing and applauded.

"So, everyone has a conclusion on who wins and who loses, right?" Steward Xing said loudly at this time: "On behalf of Fengyanglou, I have decided that Miss Ye will win, and she should get the Fenji sword. Do you have any opinions?"

"No!" Everyone shouted in unison.

Steward Xing smiled slightly, walked over to close the sword box containing Fen Ji, and sent it to Ye Zhaoqing's box under the watchful eyes of everyone.

This move earned everyone envious eyes.

This is really a peerless sword!Unexpectedly, it was won by a woman in the end...

I don't know why, but everyone feels weird in their hearts.

But at this moment, someone in the crowd suddenly snorted coldly and said: "That sword is the saber of King Huai! King Huai has already subdued the law. I didn't expect his relics to become the object of everyone's contention. It's ridiculous!"

With just one sentence, the hall was instantly dead silent.

Everyone was tongue-tied, and quite a few people had already shown expressions of fear.It was full of envy just now, but at the moment everyone can't avoid it.

After all, no one is willing to have anything to do with a deposed king who was killed by the emperor long ago.

(End of this chapter)