The most poisonous princess

Chapter 167
Lu Chan looked at Ye Xiaohou, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Ye Xiaohou, please come up with a question."

Ye Ting glanced at Lu Chan, and then looked at the courtyard not far from him, and saw that the courtyard was full of snow-white Magnolia, and the air was filled with an astonishing fragrance.

Master Ye Xiaohou said with a smile: "Miss Lu, please use the dark fragrance as the topic."

After he finished speaking, he started to beat the drums. Ye Ting, as the young master of Anping Marquis Mansion, has always been upright and unbiased, which is why the male guests unanimously elected him as the judge.

However, when the ten drums stopped, Lu Chan did not compose a poem. It doesn't mean she couldn't compose it. The time was too short. Ten drums and the blink of an eye, the thoughts in her mind haven't formed yet, so how could she answer the question? .

But Lu Chan was very calm, smiling and looking at the noble ladies: "I can't do it, so I volunteer to perform a piano piece for everyone."

Lu Chan's calmness made people look at her highly. Ye Xiaohou Ye Ye Ting glanced at Lu Chan, and felt that this girl was good, she could face failure calmly, and her character was good.

Ye Ting nodded: "Then ask Ms. Lu to perform a song for us."

Someone in the Marquis of Anguo's mansion had already set up the qin platform, and Lu Chan stepped forward to perform and play the qin.

Lu Chan's piano skills are very superb. The melodious sound of the piano floats over the Linglan Courtyard, making people feel refreshed and peaceful. Many people are a little intoxicated when they hear it. Su Wan is no exception. She squinted her eyes and listened to the music , although she didn't know how powerful the piano was, she could also hear that Lu Chan played the piano well, which made people feel comfortable.

But Su Wan was listening, but someone beside her laughed softly: "As the old saying goes, I have seen a cow playing the piano once today."

Su Wan looked sideways and saw that woman was talking to Su Mingyue, looking at her with a provocative expression on her face, Su Wan naturally knew the woman who spoke, this woman was Ruan Yu, daughter of the Ruan family, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment Well, Ruan Yu was used to making friends with Su Mingyue, so she naturally helped Su Mingyue everywhere.

Su Wan's eyes darkened, and she didn't say much, but Ruan Yu was remembered by her, she was a person who would avenge her revenge, and she would naturally return it to Ruan Yu when she had the opportunity.

Lu Chan finished playing the piano soon, and then came another round of drumming and passing flowers to compose poems.

One by one, many people caught the red flowers, but after ten drum beats, no one wrote a poem. In fact, Ye Xiaohou Ye Ye Ting's questions were not difficult, but ten drum beats were too few. Therefore, no one can write poems in such a short period of time, not to mention that the poems for this work still have to be made now, not poems made in the past, which is even more difficult. It is necessary to start the poems within ten beats of the drum. , if they have such abilities, they can all become great writers.

In the past, when they wrote poems, the time for a stick of incense was the basis. This was only done by talented people. Under normal circumstances, there is no time, just do whatever you want.

But now playing Ten Drums Passing Flowers and composing poems, no one can do it at all.

In the end, the male guests enjoyed the performances of the noble ladies in Shengjing, playing the piano, painting, or dancing. In short, they had everything that one expects to see, and it was very lively/
The male guests also watched with great interest, because there is a free performance to watch, so why not do it, not to mention that the performers are famous ladies from Shengjing, these noble ladies have extraordinary talents, they are beautiful, they are really beautiful It is pleasing to the eye, just like appreciating flowers.

Seeing the lively place, many male guests whispered to each other and commented. In this way, the noble ladies performed their best, and the male guests were excited to watch.

After doing this, the red flower finally fell into Su Wan's hands.

Because Su Wan is quite controversial, she was a fool before, but she got better later, but if she has any talent for poetry, everyone thinks it’s unbelievable. On such occasions, even the famous ladies in the capital have not completed such poems. How can Su Wan, the lord of Qingling County, complete it?

But Ye Xiaohou didn't take Su Wan lightly, and still acted according to the rules.

He looked at Su Wan, and said with a smile: "County Master Qingling, please listen to the topic. Take lotus picking as the topic, and write a poem when the ten drums stop."

Su Wan actually didn't want to use ancient poetry, but she was not proficient in poetry, and she wanted to use today's scene to show all the noble ladies in Shengjing that she is not easy to bully, at least let these Don't think that your lady is so easy to bully.

So when Ye Xiaohou finished speaking, before the drum beat, Su Wan raised her eyebrows and said, "There's no need to knock."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone thought that the county lord of Qingling had surrendered, because it was impossible for her to compose poems when the ten drums stopped, so such surrender was considered self-knowledge.

A smug smile flashed across Zhao Yulong's face, and he said quickly: "Some people are self-aware, but even though they have self-knowledge, why did they propose such a competition in the first place? Isn't this slapping yourself in the face?"

With a swipe, everyone looked at Su Wan. Su Wan looked at Zhao Yulong with a smile, and said flatly, "Miss Zhao, I didn't say it couldn't be done."

As soon as she finished speaking, everyone looked at her, and then Ye Xiaohou said: "Miss Su, please start if you want to make poetry, because if you continue like this, you will be considered obsolete."

All the people in the courtyard looked at Su Wan. They really couldn't believe that Su Wan could compose a poem in such a short period of time, and everyone discussed in a low voice.

Finally, I heard Su Wan Qingyue's voice: "I was ashamed to pick lotus in the old days, but now I look back in a hurry. Dreaming through the slanting sun, the water and clouds are red, and I am still alone in my infatuation, waiting for Zheng Gongfeng. Liaodong. When is the same in the world and in the sky. The palace clothes never meet, and I am speechless and drunk."

In the courtyard, many people followed Su Wan's poems and repeated her poems. For a while, everyone only felt that the poems were full of fragrance and indescribably elegant. Ye Ting took the lead in clapping his hands, and praised him greatly: "Good, good poems, the Qingling county master is very talented."

This time, not only Ye Xiaohou Ye, but also King Hui, King Ning and others behind clapped their hands, because these two took the lead, all the other young talents applauded and nodded approvingly.

All the ladies looked at each other in disbelief, they couldn't believe that someone actually wrote a poem in such a short period of time, and it was so good, but this person was the Lord of Qingling County.

Isn't she a fool?How could it be so powerful.

Su Mingxuan and Su Mingyue also looked surprised, followed by deep anger, how could this happen, how could this little bitch be so talented.

If this little slut really took the top spot today, I'm afraid that everyone in Shengjing will think that she is the number one talented woman in Shengjing. No, she doesn't want her to be such a title.

Su Mingyue thought of this, looked at Su Wan with a sudden smile and said, "Big sister, did you learn this poem from someone?"

(End of this chapter)