Jiao Luan

Chapter 336 Show
Throwing bricks and attracting jade?

Cheng Wei is very familiar with Cheng Yao, looking at her pretendingly indifferent expression, she wished she had a brick in hand and smashed it on that hypocritical face with all her strength.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Cheng Yao showed no stage fright, walked to the center of the venue, and nodded to the maidservants standing beside the venue.

Not long after, a group of court ladies entered the arena one by one, and quickly set up two white silk screens one foot high and left the arena. Only a few people were left holding pens and ink, and two others stood still on the sidelines holding an octagonal drum.

Cheng Yao is wearing a lake-blue gold chrysanthemum embroidered eight-piece floor-length skirt today, which complements her fair skin and her temperament.

Standing in the center, she bowed gracefully, and said softly: "It's all the empress's love, Xiao'er is here to show her shame."

Cheng Yao has been one of the people who have attracted the most attention since she entered the stage. At this time, she was the first to show off her talents. Everyone present was watching intently, curious about what she was about to perform. Even Cheng Wei was no exception, sitting upright, watching her What are you going to do?

Cheng Yao smiled slightly, picked up a pen in each hand, and when the crisp drum sounded, she stretched her arms and danced lightly.

She was already very slender, every time she stretched her arms, every time she raised her feet, every twist and turn was full of beauty.

However, many of the people present had dancers in their homes, and the level of singing and dancing they could enjoy was not low. Although they felt that Cheng Yao's performance was pleasing to the eye, they didn't take it seriously. Some nervous girls even breathed a sigh of relief.

Throwing bricks to attract jade, they are also afraid that this "brick" will perform too well and make the later "jade" eclipsed, so they dare not show their ugliness on stage.

It wasn't until Cheng Yao leaned over and dipped the brush in his hand with ink that many people were surprised.

What is this for?
Cheng Yao quickly gave the answer.

While dancing, she approached the white silk screen, raised her right hand, and wrote a word, then turned her body around, and naturally came to another white silk screen, raised her left hand and wrote another word.

It turned out to be dancing and writing with both hands?
This novel performance firmly attracted everyone's attention, and in the end, many people stood up unconsciously.

Concubine Hua Gui said something to the prince with a smile. The prince nodded and looked at Cheng Yao with a little tenderness.

This woman can always surprise him, but he doesn't know what she wrote?

When the sound of the drum suddenly stopped and the last word on the white silk screen was written at the same time, Cheng Yao put her arms around her chest and left the stage in an elegant posture.

"Go and move the two screens closer to see what Xiao'er wrote." Concubine Hua Guifei broke the silence of the audience when she spoke.

Several palace maids stepped forward holding the white silk screen and placed them in front of everyone.

Someone unconsciously read aloud: "The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually slanting. It's not that I prefer chrysanthemums among flowers, and there are no flowers when all the flowers bloom."

The person who read the poem looked like a demon, hurriedly looked at the other screen, and then read: "Flowers don't bloom together with hundreds of flowers, and the fun of being independent and sparse fences is not exhausted. I would rather die with the fragrance on the branches, than blow it down in the north wind. "

Two white silk screens, two beautiful fonts, and two stunning poems about chrysanthemums.

Many people are already insane. They read the two poems over and over again, looking left and right, but they don't know which one is better.

"The autumn clumps surround the house like Tao's house, and the fences are gradually slanting..." Duke Wei's wife Tao Shi murmured, looking at the calm and indifferent girl on the sidelines, her heart was suddenly shaken.

Her natal family is one of the most scholarly families in Jiayang City, and the famous scenery of Tao Mansion is the famous chrysanthemums that bloom every autumn.It can be said that her entire childhood and girlhood were spent in the fragrance and colorfulness of chrysanthemums.

Tao Shi looked down on Cheng Yao, a concubine, but at this moment, she had to admit that this girl's talent was indeed amazing, and her status as a noble concubine and adopted daughter was not bad. .

When Cheng Yao's two poems came out, the shock to everyone present was huge. For a while, no girls came out to show off their talents, so Concubine Hua looked at Cheng Wei and said calmly: "Xiao'er and Miss Cheng San are cousins. Now that Xiao'er has performed, Miss Cheng San will show it off."

Concubine Hua's suggestion was understandable, until she was named, Cheng Wei still hated it.

How could she not hate that the poem on the left screen was the same as the handwriting on the thing she found in the insole that she gave to her second brother back then.

It really was Cheng Yao!
She was angry and resentful, "I would rather die with the fragrance on the branch, than blow it into the north wind", is Cheng Yao declaring her nobility?What a big joke!
"Wei'er." Han Shi gently pushed Cheng Wei.

Fortunately, Cheng Wei is no longer the impulsive little girl she was back then, even though the intense emotions boiled like boiling oil, she was still able to press down firmly in her heart, stood up with eyes from all directions, and walked towards the field step by step.

After standing still, she turned around, looked at Concubine Hua calmly, and said in a loud voice: "Madam, the qualifications of the ministers are dull, and they dare not show their ugliness in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so I want to try throwing the pot."

On this occasion, archery is not suitable, throwing pots is barely considered elegant, but the girl who chooses to perform this is really an outlier.

The girls who had just recovered from the shock covered their mouths and chuckled. Concubine Hua contorted her expression and nodded her head in agreement.

Cheng Wei's eyes naturally moved to Cheng Yao's face.

The corners of Cheng Yao's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a winner's smile.

It didn't surprise her that Cheng Wei would choose Touhu, and they grew up together, how could she not know how much this younger sister weighs.

Throw pot?What a joke.

Cheng Wei withdrew his gaze, seeing that the maids were ready, took a handful of arrows without aiming at them, and threw them directly.

The friends present were all stunned.

a handful?a handful!
This girl actually threw out a handful of arrows, she has never seen such a throwing pot before!Fortunately, there was no one in that direction, otherwise I would have to worry about being pierced into a hedgehog by the arrows scattered by the goddess!

Following the muffled sound of the arrow hitting the bottom of the pot, Cheng Wei bowed and said, "Ma'am, the servant girl's show is over."

This is the end?Many people blinked and looked at the long-necked and double-eared gold-plated pot, no more, no less, and nine arrows were stably inserted into it.

All are silent.

Their fright came and went quickly, and in the end they were left speechless, not to mention regaining the surging mood that was shocked by Cheng Yao's two poems.

In this way, it broke the previous situation where no one of the girls dared to stand out. One after another, the girls came on stage, and the talent show went on smoothly.

Cheng Wei returned to her original position and sat down, raised her eyes, and looked at Cheng Yao who was sitting next to Concubine Hua.

The two people's eyes met, Cheng Wei curved his lips into a smile, raised his hand and stroked his hair.

Cheng Yao was startled, but she instantly understood Cheng Wei's meaning.

This must be a threat, it must be a threat!

Cheng Wei looked away, picked up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and ate it.

So what if you can write poetry?In a hurry, she threw the arrow out, but it didn't stick tightly.

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