Uncle from a poor family

Chapter 139: Knowing Women by Reading Words (Fourth Update, Please Vote)

Queen Mother Zhou only had a table and a set of four treasures of the study prepared, as if she had known that among the three people in front of her, only Zhang Yu could write poetry.

The two next to them are just runners-up.

The grandson just wanted to marry the woman who wrote the lyrics, but as an elder, he knew that it was just a trick played by Li Zisheng. Seeing that some things were really unavoidable, he simply settled for the second best and tested Zhang Yu's talent again.

If Zhang Yu really had the ability to tie her grandson's heart down, it would mean that her grandson was not simply controlled by those letters. If he really wanted to be with Zhang Yu, she would not be unable to accept it.

But the topic was also given.

If you can write another song, it will be like you jumping out and proving who you are. You don't need me to introduce you. It all depends on whether you two are destined to be together.

If Li Zisheng just wanted to make my grandson sad and specially asked someone to write a poem under your name, and you can't write it now, huh, then I can only say sorry... You two are just not destined to be together.

……

For a moment, the scene was very quiet.

Zhu Youtang looked at the three women in front of him with great anticipation, but he still couldn't control the temptation in his heart. He would steal glances at Zhang Yu from time to time. At this time, the person he was looking forward to writing poems for was Zhang Yu.

But at this moment, Zhang Yu's heart was in turmoil.

Didn’t my brother say that he was just a rich young man?
Then why did even the Empress Dowager know the lyrics he wrote for me?
Humph, I said he copied the poems and it is impossible that he wrote them himself, otherwise how could others recite them... But the question is how can the Queen Mother accurately name which poem it is?

Oh, it can't be...

The prince in front of me is the one who has been communicating with me, right?
and many more.

It seems that Yanling did tell me that the person who wrote to me was the prince, but at that time...how could I believe it?!

"Incapable of writing?"

Seeing that Zhang Yu was unwilling to step out, Queen Mother Zhou thought that Zhang Yu was just being used by Li Zisheng and that his true ability was worrying. She looked at her grandson sideways and said comfortingly, "Prince, some things really cannot be forced... Just like what happened today, you insisted on writing poems about the future crown princess, but no one took up the challenge. It seems that this road is blocked now."

Zhu Youtang looked eager and said hesitantly, "But...but, Grandmother, the note from before..."

Just when Queen Mother Zhou didn't know how to explain.

Zhang Yu stepped out decisively, her eyes clear and confident, and she seemed to be emitting a dazzling light. She smiled and bowed, "Empress Dowager, Your Highness, I wonder if I can give it a try?"

When Zhu Youtang saw the girl he liked come out, his eyes lit up and he said hastily, "Why not give it a try? It doesn't matter whether it's well written or not."

Empress Dowager Zhou couldn't help but frown when she heard this, and thought to herself, my grandson is obviously the honorable crown prince, the heir apparent of the Ming Dynasty, and the future emperor, how could he be so disgraceful in front of a commoner girl?
If you don’t know, you might think he is just an ordinary man from the society, a bootlicker pursuing the daughter of a rich family, or maybe even worse than the son of a wealthy family.

Empress Dowager Zhou found that Zhang Yu was standing there and did not take any immediate action, as if waiting for her opinion. She felt relieved at once and even had a favorable impression of her. Just looking at the "awareness" of this future granddaughter-in-law, she was much better than that of Concubine Wan. She was obviously a woman who knew how to advance and retreat and had a general idea of ​​the situation.

“Try writing it.”

Queen Mother Zhou seemed a little indifferent. She waved her hand and said, "If you can't write well, don't force yourself. People in this world need a lot of experience to write poetry. For example, Su Shi wrote the famous poem "Nian Nu Jiao: Remembering the Past at Chibi" after he was exiled to Huangzhou. Don't do things that are whining without reason. If it is too hypocritical, it will be ugly."

What I mean is, if you can't write, just step back and I won't blame you.

If you really want to write, you should write something with real insights, preferably in line with the scene or proposition. If you just recite poems written by others and try to pass them off as your own, I will definitely see through it with my sharp eyes.

Zhang Yu bowed respectfully, and glanced at Zhu Youtang intentionally or unintentionally, then said: "Thank you, Queen Mother and His Royal Highness, for giving me this opportunity." Then she picked up the brush dipped in ink and began to write poetry on the paper.

……

……

Qin Ji stood respectfully aside. When he saw Zhang Yu pick up the pen and write the first word, he felt a lot more at ease.

It’s stable now!

Because the person in front of him was exactly the person the prince was looking for, and the handwriting was basically the same. Zhang Yu's handwriting was quite distinctive, with a graceful Liu style that was highly recognizable. It was something that an average woman couldn't write. This also showed that Zhang Yu came from a scholarly family and had certain talents, and was not just a last-minute effort.

As for Mrs. Song and Mrs. Wang standing next to them, they stared at Zhang Yu who was standing there with a heroic look and splashing ink.

They also vaguely felt that they seemed to be just a foil today. Even the questions asked by the Queen Mother seemed to revolve around this Zhang girl. After all, she had been asked to write a poem yesterday, which made her a big splash. Today, she was like this again in front of the Crown Prince...

We are proficient in other things, such as needlework, embroidery, knitting, flower arranging, etc., so why can't we compete in those projects?

At this time, Zhu Youtang could not help but stand up and quickly walked to a place three or five steps closer to the table, deliberately keeping a distance from Zhang Yu. But even if he looked at it backwards, he could clearly distinguish what was written on the paper, which was exactly the handwriting he longed for.

is her!

is her!

It's really her!

This thought kept surging in Zhu Youtang's mind.

It feels like, I have been searching for you for a long time, thinking that our fate was just a drop in the ocean, and that you and I would end up not meeting each other and never knowing each other, but I found you here!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I have finished writing this."

When Zhang Yu put down the brush in his hand, a strong sense of confidence emanated from his whole body.

In Zhu Youtang's eyes, she was shining, and dazzling.

The more you look at it, the more you like it.

Things like first love, love at first sight, and everlasting love, none of them seem to matter anymore. I only have you in my eyes. The more I look at you, the more comfortable I feel, and the happier my heart is.

That wonderful feeling was something he had never felt in all his wasted years.

"Bring it here."

When Empress Dowager Zhou saw Zhu Youtang's fascinated expression, she knew that her grandson had been poisoned, but she could only sigh helplessly and ask Qin Ji to take the written words over.

Qin Ji had already read the poems written on the paper and was filled with joy. It was rare for a woman to catch the prince's eye. Regardless of whether this was Li Zisheng's deliberate design as originally expected, at least from the prince's perspective, he should have really fallen in love with this woman.

In other words, the prince will have a companion from now on.

He, Qin Ji, could even leave the Eastern Palace without any worries.

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