Everyone's eyes were on Song Qingshu immediately. Although he was somewhat disdainful of his performance in the ring, the angles he answered these questions were quite tricky, and there were some unreasonable ones. Now the best answer to this question has been given by Xu Lie Wu took the first step, let's see what else he can say.
Song Qingshu took a sip of tea unhurriedly, and then said slowly: "Although Xixia is not as large as Mongolia, it is still a powerful country on the mainland. As a princess of a country, how can she lack new clothes? On the surface, the prince It is to be kind to the princess, but in fact it is to slap the princess in the face, to slap Xixia's face."
Xu Liewu suddenly became angry: "Nonsense, this king has no such intention!"
Song Qingshu raised his hand to signal him not to get excited: "The purpose of my saying this is just to say what the princess and the son-in-law said. It is definitely not because there is no new clothes to wear and the son-in-law needs help, but for another reason."
"Aren't you misinterpreting the meaning of the princess?" Xu Liewu sneered.
"Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, everyone has a steelyard in their hearts, so they can judge naturally." Song Qingshu said slowly without being annoyed.
The people around nodded secretly, what he said was indeed somewhat reasonable, how could the princess covet a few sets of clothes and say those few words to the son-in-law
Hearing the whispers around, Xu Liewu's face was so gloomy that dripping water: "I would like to hear what Mr. Jia has to say."
"It may not be very tall, but it should be closer to the princess's original intention than the prince's statement," Song Qingshu said, "People in Tang Dynasty regard fat as beauty, but now all countries regard thin as beauty, and the ladies and wives in the boudoir often have headaches. I want to eat snacks, but I am worried that I will gain weight if I eat them, I will be overjoyed if I find out that I have lost weight."
Huo Qingtong on the side was fine, she rode on horseback all day and never had any worries about it, while Xue Baochai on the other side blushed slightly, because this was indeed the issue that everyone in their circle cared about the most, wondering if it was possible I told Baoyu about this? How could he know so clearly.
Xu Liewu said angrily: "What are you rambling about?"
"That's why the prince usually only caters to you with those concubines, and you don't understand their hearts at all, otherwise you would never make this mistake." Song Qingshu shook his head, "The princess happily ran to tell the concubine that the skirt was wrinkled, it's not It’s because she wants the son-in-law to help her buy a new one, but because she has lost weight recently, she wants to be praised sincerely by her lover.”
"So that's how it is!" Although everyone in the hall felt that his remarks were a bit weird, they couldn't help but think about it carefully.
It doesn't make sense.
But Xu Liewu quit: "At the end of the day, it's just your wild guess. What the princess thinks naturally needs to be judged by the princess."
"That's right, we have already answered the three questions in a row. Please tell the princess what the result is." Others shouted. In fact, it's nothing to lose the election. Instead, waiting for the result is the most tormenting.
Unexpectedly, the princess didn't answer, instead she got up and walked towards the inner hall. In the blink of an eye, the beautiful figure had disappeared.
Everyone in the hall was anxious: "Why did the princess leave? Who should I choose as the son-in-law?"
The maid Xiaolei came out and said, "Please go outside to Ningxiang Hall to drink tea and have a rest. There are calligraphy and paintings on the wall, please pick them up as a gift. Your Royal Highness, whoever you want to meet with, will send someone to invite you."
Everyone suddenly realized that the princess would not be able to make up her mind for a while, and she might need to think about it quietly, and if she announced her son-in-law in front of so many people, and there was only one son-in-law, wouldn't it be embarrassing to other princes and grandchildren
After figuring out the joints, everyone stopped clamoring and went to choose their favorite scrolls. These scrolls are all masterpieces. Although the price is a bit exaggerated, they are also very expensive, and it is not a waste of money to get a painting.
The warriors from Yipintang led the way, and everyone walked out of the stone chamber one by one, and followed the old road back to the Ningxiang Hall where they drank tea.
After a while, the inner eunuch brought out scrolls of calligraphy and painting, and asked everyone to choose one. These people were full of emotions, just remembering whether the princess would summon them, so they didn't have the heart to choose any calligraphy and painting.
Duan Yu had long since taken a fancy to the "Sword Dance by the Lake" painting and snatched it into his hand. It showed a beautiful woman holding a sword in her right hand and pinching a sword formula with her left hand. Indescribable. He was so fascinated in an instant, he seemed to be beside Wang Yuyan for a while, and seemed to be in the cave of Wuliang Mountain for a while. After getting this picture, how could he care about Xixia recruiting relatives.
Everyone drank tea and chatted, discussing one after another, guessing the answers of many people just now, I don't know which one is the most suitable for the princess, after discussing and discussing, everyone agrees that Xu Liewu and Jia Baoyu are more likely.
Hearing what they said, Xu Liewu snorted. He didn't worry about it at all. With his status as a Mongolian prince, even his own troops were stronger than Xixia. If he came to propose marriage himself, how could Xixia marry the princess to someone else? These so-called literary and military tests are just to give others an explanation and pretend to be fair.
"That dude,
What are you going to use to fight this king? Xu Liewu sneered secretly, subconsciously looked at Jia Baoyu, but suddenly his eyes froze, "Where is the person?" "
At this time, other people also noticed something strange: "Why isn't Jia Baoyu here?"
Xue Baochai was startled. She was a little absent-minded just now and didn't pay attention for a while, but now she found that Baoyu was not by her side.
At this time, the maid Xiaolei had already come out, with a slight smile on her face: "Our country has already selected a son-in-law, please come here from a long distance, in addition to the calligraphy and paintings just now, our country has also prepared some small gifts, I hope you don't mind .”
"What, the consort has been chosen, who is it?" A group of people surrounded him one after another.
Facing so many people at the same time, Xiaolei took two steps back in fright, showing embarrassment on her face: "The son-in-law is Jia Baoyu, Mr. Jia."
"What!" Xu Liewu was still waiting for the announcement with a smile on his face, but the result was unexpected.
"Is there any mistake, that little boy named Jia can beat ten of them."
"Hey, who makes someone look like a jerk? Little girls love to be pretty."
"Mother, why didn't my parents make me more handsome?"
Xue Baochai felt his hands and feet were cold, and subconsciously walked over and grabbed Xiaolei's hand: "Are you making a mistake, how could Baoyu be the son-in-law?"
Xiaolei looked bewildered: "Young master Jia is the first in the martial arts test, and the answer in the literary test is also the most suitable for the princess. Who is he if he is not the son-in-law?"
Xue Baochai just felt that her mind was blank, she stood there in a daze, and she didn't know what happened around her.
Li Qinglu, who was hiding in the dark and observed sourly, said: "Your charm is really great, even after changing your face, you can't stop other girls from liking you so much."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "He only likes his childhood sweetheart, Jia Baoyu. Hey, she must be feeling extremely uncomfortable right now."
"Tsk tsk tsk, look at your pity and tenderness, do you want me to send someone to keep her here so you can comfort her?" Li Qinglu said with a half-smile.
Song Qingshu hugged her and beat her hard twice: "You girl has a bad stomach, I will teach you a lesson for my husband!"
"Come on~" Li Qinglu hooked her fingers, her eyes full of charm.
At this moment, there was a loud bang, and it turned out that Xu Liewu in the Ningxiang Hall slammed the teacup on the ground: "How dare Xixia tease the king like this? Within three months, the king will bring hundreds of teacups." Master Wan Xiong is here to seek justice!"