Houmen Yixiang

Chapter 64 Don't Compete With Boring Competitions
Shen Yuyan was originally a proud person, but when she faced Wu Wan, the noble daughter of the sky, she became a little more gentle. She explained with a smile, "Princess, my little girl is reciting a poem or a poem with Mrs. Gong Shao with the theme of chrysanthemum." For the discussion, the third prince is the judge, and set a time for a stick of incense."

"You are well-known as the number one talented woman in the capital, and someone dares to compete with you? It's beyond self-control!" Wu Wan snorted lightly, "Don't compete with this kind of boring competition, so as not to lower your status, and accompany me to the water pavilion Walk over there."

"Princess..." Shen Yuyan looked at Wu Sheng, whose complexion was starting to turn blue, in embarrassment.

"Miss Shen, this prince agrees with Chang Ping's words, your talent is well known, why bother to lower your status?"

Wu Zhe was just as proud as Wu Wan, except that he was amazed by Lu Xinyan at first, and after a few more glances and found that she had a woman's hairstyle, he looked away with a little regret, and then kept falling on Shen Yuyan, making no secret of his admiration.

Shen Yuyan's jade face was slightly red, "Since the second prince and the princess both said so, then the little girl..."

Gongsun Mobai's red lips parted slightly, and he smiled brilliantly, "Second Prince, Princess Changping, the agreement between Miss Shen and Mrs. Gong Shao has been made, if you suddenly go back on your word, you know, I will say that Miss Shen is good to go back on her word, so you don't have to take it personally." Lowering your value! If you don’t know this, you might think that Miss Shen is afraid of an unknown person like Madam Gong Shao, so she suddenly reneged on the contract.”

Wu Sheng glanced gratefully at Gongsun Mobai who spoke out to protect him. Wu Zhe and Wu Wan called Shen Yuyan away in person and forcibly stopped the sparring match he hosted, which was tantamount to slapping him in the face in public!
If Shen Yuyan is allowed to leave just like that, where will the third prince's face be put in the future?

Wu Zhe glanced sharply, with a bit of blood-thirsty ferocity, "Hmph! Everyone present listen carefully, if word of today's incident gets out, this prince will never let anyone here!"

"Second prince, fire cannot be wrapped in paper, and there is no impenetrable wall in the world!" Gongsun Mobai said neither humble nor overbearing: "Miss Shen's talents and looks are rare in the world, there are those who admire her, and there are also many jealous people. , Hidden arrows are hard to guard against! I remind you, not to help anyone, but just for the sake of Shen Zhangyuan's fame!"

Shen Yuyan's grandfather, Shen Jingyun, is a well-known contemporary writer with many admirers. If there are rumors that spread out, it will damage the reputation of Shen Zhangyuan!
The eldest prince Wuyuan said in a gentle voice, "Second brother, third brother, third sister, let me, the emperor, be a peacemaker, how can I be a favor?"

"Brother Dahuang, please say something." Wu Sheng cupped his hands hastily.

Wu Zhe and Wu Wan snorted, neither responded nor refuted.

Wu Yuan had known their tempers very clearly, without being annoyed on his face, he said gently: "Since Miss Shen and Mrs. Gong Shao made an agreement first, and the time for a stick of incense has passed, why don't you let the two recite poems? Not much time to waste!"

Wu Sheng said: "I have no objection, what do you think of the second emperor brother and the third emperor sister?"

"Then make a quick decision, don't waste the time of Chang Ping and Miss Shen." Wu Zhe said coldly.

"I have objections!" Wu Wan suddenly said.

Wu Yuan asked with a smile: "Sister Sanhuang, what objection do you have?"

Wu Wandao: "I heard that the third brother is the judge, and the emperor is afraid that someone will deliberately take sides and manipulate the results."

Wu Sheng showed a bit of anger on his young face, but he could barely suppress it, "Then what should we do according to the words of the third emperor?"

"Brother Sanhuang set up a sparring competition. Except for the father, I am afraid that no one would dare to disregard Brother Sanhuang's wishes and would treat it fairly and justly." Wu Wan smiled proudly, "My sister has a suggestion, why not let Yu Yan and Mrs. Gong Shao Go to a place where there is no one else, have the literate maid in Wuyanghou's mansion write it down, and then read it out to the other two maids, and finally everyone present votes to decide what to do?"

Wu Sheng clapped his palms and said yes, "Okay! The idea of ​​San Huangmei is very good! After the final vote, please invite Miss Shen and Mrs. Gong Shao to come out, to ensure absolute fairness and justice!"

In this way, no one can play tricks!

"According to Brother Three Emperors!"

Several people came down with some wit and finally confirmed the matter.

As for the two parties involved, whether Lu Xinyan and Shen Yuyan are willing is completely out of their consideration.

This evil ancient times where imperial power is supreme!Lu Xinyan let out a soft sigh in her heart.

Fortunately, she also can't understand Wu Zhe and Wu Wan's arrogance, so she should teach them a lesson.

The second prince Wu Zhe asked for four servant girls who could read and write, and led Lu Xinyan and Shen Yuyan to a room at the end of the garden.

Half a quarter of an hour later, two servant girls came forward holding two pieces of paper.

"Start with the one on the left."

"Yes, Princess Changping."

The maid on the left unfolded the rice paper in her hand and read aloud: "Earth flowers can be white and red, and you can love this work in the evening. I would rather grow old in the arms of incense sticks than dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind."

"Okay, great poem!"

Many people discussed it quietly, because they didn't know who wrote the poem and dared not say it out loud.

"I'd rather grow old on a fragrant branch than dance with the yellow leaves in the autumn wind! The noble character of chrysanthemums is vividly expressed in this poem. I would rather die of old age with noble beliefs than drift with the tide and change myself for the sake of this turbid world." ! Good poetry, good poetry!"

Wu Zhe didn't spare his beautiful words, he had already decided in his heart that this poem must be written by Shen Yuyan, and another poem could never be as wonderful as this one by Yolen!

"That's right, it's really a good poem! Using flowers to describe people, the form and spirit are both beautiful, and it's really a top-notch work!" Wu Sheng was also full of praise.

"Brother Sanhuang, do you still want to read the other song?" Wu Zhe swept his phoenix eyes, with two points of sharpness and ambition.

Wu Zhe believed it was done by Shen Yuyan, while Wu Sheng believed it was done by Lu Xinyan, and both of them had the same confidence in winning.

"I also feel that the next song will be difficult to surpass this one, but since it's a competition, we must give it a chance to show our face!"

Otherwise, Shen Yuyan would be so ugly, it would be difficult to explain to Shen Zhangyuan and the many students who followed him!Wu Sheng thought so.

"Then follow what the third emperor said!" Wu Zhe sneered in his heart, since he was shameless, let the young lady of the palace make a fool of herself, "Read the second song!"

The second servant girl didn't know whether she had a cold or she had a deep voice, and her hoarse voice was like a man's, "When autumn comes and September [-]th, I will kill all the flowers after they bloom. Chang'an is filled with fragrant fragrance, and everyone in the city is wearing golden armor."

As soon as this poem came out, everyone in the field took a deep breath, especially several men.

In the cool autumn, all the flowers will wither and the chrysanthemums will bloom wantonly.

The rich fragrance wafted out, and golden petals bloomed all over the city, like a soldier's golden armor shining in the sun.

The chrysanthemum in the poem here has changed from the lonely and elegant one in the past, showing a bold, rough and majestic atmosphere.

Two poems, one is like a noble literati unwilling to bow to the world, and the other is like an invincible general, full of domineering.

Every man has a dream of being a hero in his heart, and the princes are no exception.

The first emperor of the Tianwu Kingdom conquered the world with battles. Before the current emperor ascended the throne, he even visited the battlefield in person and fought desperately with the enemy.

The latter poem corresponds to what they thought but dared not say: I hope that one day I can also wear golden armor and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in person!
"My prince chooses the second song!" Wu Sheng was the first to speak, and walked to the second servant girl.

No matter who wrote this poem, just because of its artistic conception and grand momentum, Wu Sheng felt that he had to choose this poem.

Wuyuan, Gongsun Mobai, Li Yu and other men chose the second song without hesitation.

Wu Zhe frowned and struggled for a while, and finally chose the second song according to his heart wish.

He believes that the poems he likes must be written by the woman he likes.

Wu Wan said: "I think the first song is not bad, but since the second brother chose the second one, I will go with the second brother."

Several princes and family princes, as well as Wu Wan at the end stood in line, and the ladies who had some hesitation or actually liked the first song all chose the second song without hesitation.

An unusually strange situation appeared on the field. There was no one in front of the first poem, and there was a splendid dress in front of the second poem.

Wuyuan ordered in a loud voice: "Miss Shen and Mrs. Gong Shao are invited."

Soon, a maid in Tsing Yi led Lu Xinyan and Shen Yuyan to this side.

Shen Yuyan looked at the disparity between victory and defeat, with an elegant smile on her pink lips.

It seems that she did not disappoint the expectations of the Second Prince and Princess Changping.

Wu Yuan said with a smile: "Ms. Shen and Mrs. Gong Shao, please read out their own poems respectively. I don't know which one will come first?"

　The first song: "Yellow Flower" by Zhu Shuzhen, a poetess in the Qing Dynasty, and the second song: "Chrysanthemum" by Huang Chao in the Tang Dynasty

　　Thank you, I don’t have a nickname, so I can use my dear Shishi~
　　
　
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