Emperor Junxian was awakened by the call of the eighth princess and came to his senses.
He looked at the woman on the stage who was wearing a light purple palace dress and had an appearance that was rare in the world, with eyes that were profound and difficult to understand.
As if she was not affected by the world, she still buried her head in her desk and wrote hard.
Quiet as a virgin, isolated from the world, but also like the most dazzling sun in the sky, dazzling and dazzling!
His heart palpitated inexplicably.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"I want to compete with God!"
"There are so many beauties in the country that they attract countless heroes to bow down!"
"If you count the famous people, look at the present day!"
Isn't this sentence a true portrayal of his state of mind at this moment
Such a majestic, world-minded, and passionate poem was really written by a woman like her!
I never thought that such a beautiful woman could have such a big heart!
Di Junxian looked at Nalan Jinnian. At this moment, Nalan Jinnian looked at the woman on the stage with tender eyes.
This was the first time he saw Nalan Guo's ice-paralyzed face showing such an expression.
He seemed to understand why Nalan Jinnian fell in love with her.
Inexplicably, he was a little jealous of Nalan Jinnian!
At this moment, the eyes of others also fell on the doctor of the Ministry of Rites, urging:
"Sir, you should hurry up and read on!"
"Yes, hurry up and read on!"
... ..
The doctor of the Ministry of Rites looked at the poem in his hand, and his hands were shaking with excitement. It wasn't that he didn't miss it, but he had to calm down. With great difficulty, he took a deep breath and continued to read: "In the cold autumn of independence, go north to the Xiangjiang River. ,Orange Isle.
See the mountains all red, the forests all dyed; the rivers full of green, with hundreds of boats vying for the current. ... ... .."
The hall was silent once again!
Everyone's hearts felt like huge waves rolling in the sky.
"Sad and lonely, I ask the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs?"
"The young boy who is my classmate is in his prime; the scholar is full of energy, and he scolds Fang Qiu."
"To point out the country and inspire the writing, the dung is like that of tens of thousands of nobles.
Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the current, the waves stopped the flying boat? "
In the prosperous years, in the prime of life, pointing the way to the country, these poems, each word, each word, strike the hearts of countless people here!
Another aspirational and passionate poem!
Summon the little hero who lives in everyone's heart!
There is an impulse in their hearts to do something, but they can't do anything at this moment!
The doctor of the Ministry of Etiquette does not need to be reminded this time and continues to read!
"Ten thousand dollars worth of wine in a gold bottle? Ten thousand dollars worth of treasures on a jade plate. . . . When the wind breaks through the waves, there will be a time when the clouds and sails are hung directly to help the sea."
"How about Mr. Dai Zong? Qilu is still young. .... Will he be at the top? He can see all the mountains and small ones at a glance."
... ... .
Finally, Nuan Nuan wrote a poem by Li Qingzhao: "I was a hero in life, but a hero in death. I still miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross the Yangtze River."
Finish!
In one stick of incense, Nuan Nuan wrote several ancient poems silently.
It is simply soaring proudly in the world, galloping across the country and conquering the world!
Does it make everyone present feel angry? Does it make your chest swell? !
Are you satisfied
Nuan Nuan put down the langhao pen calmly on the surface.
The people in the entire hall were still immersed in the boldness and majesty of those poems. Soaring in the sky, flying proudly in the world, galloping across the country, and traversing the world? They couldn't come back to their senses for a long time!
Nuan Nuan looked at Feng Di who was dumbfounded across from him and smiled: "Is it time? Miss Feng, have you finished your poem?"
Feng Di came back to his senses and his face turned as red as pig liver.
Everyone is waking up from a dream!
Time is up
there is none left
I really want to continue listening to the poems written by Princess Hui’an!
How heroic, soaring and thought-provoking!
The emperor suppressed the ambition in his heart to guide the country through the ages, and he said loudly: "Princess Hui'an's poems are very good! Let's listen to Miss Beiming Feng's poems!"
Everyone: "..."
This is not bad!
This is simply the god of poetry~!
The emperor's requirements are too high!
Wen Nuan said honestly: "Your Majesty is so complimentary, my servant doesn't quite understand!"
She wrote it all silently!
During the twelve years of compulsory education, I learned better!
Everyone: "..."
I don’t understand this
So are they poetry idiots
The emperor waved his hand: "Princess Hui'an is too polite, it's like an eternal quatrain, I still don't understand it!"
The civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty said: "Princess Hui'an is really too humble! She is also too low-key on weekdays!"
"Princess Hui'an, you really hide your secrets!"
... ..
Nuan Nuan quickly changed the topic, she felt guilty!
Feeling guilty like never before.
"Well, let's take a look at Miss Feng's poems! Miss Feng has been famous all over the world for a long time, she must be better than me!"
Feng Di pinched Lang Hao's hand, and her knuckles turned white!
Her poems are all about love, the pain of lovesickness, and full of sorrow!
Compared with Princess Hui'an's poems, it seems too petty.
Moreover, she had only finished writing one song just now, and could not finish the second one.
The doctor from the Ministry of Rites was about to go over and pick it up and read it.
Feng Di quickly picked up the poem she had written and crumpled it into a ball. She stood up and said, "I lost! Princess Hui'an's poem made this little girl feel ashamed!"
It is better to admit it openly than to be read out by the etiquette officer of Nalan Kingdom. Otherwise, she and Beiming Kingdom will be embarrassed by such a comparison!
Feng Di glanced in the direction of Di Junxian.
Di Junxian did not look at her. He was looking at Princess Hui'an of Nalan Kingdom with an unpredictable expression.
Feng Di clenched her fists unconsciously.
She always knew that the Seventh Prince was not a womanizer, but he liked talented women!
That's why I always treat myself slightly differently.
If nothing unexpected happens, the emperor will marry him after returning from this mission.
Feng Di's fists clenched tighter.
She must not lose in the next three competitions!
Feng Di looked at the etiquette officer of Nalan Kingdom: "Sir, can we start the next competition?"
The doctor of the Ministry of Rites looked at Wen Nuan: "Princess Hui'an, what is the next contest?"
Nuan Nuan: "Let's calligraphy and painting! The desk is still there, so there's no need to carry it around!"
Feng Di looked at Wen Nuan, smiled a little stiffly and said, "Princess Hui'an, what is the theme of your painting?"
It was agreed before that Princess Hui'an had the final say, so naturally she would not break her promise.
Wen Nuan said casually: "Shrimp!"
She copied a painting by Qi Baishi.
The unknown master has never painted shrimps, and rarely paints animals.
The corner of Feng Di's mouth twitched, shrimp
She copied it when she was a child!
She smiled: "Okay!"
The doctor from the Ministry of Rites quickly lit a stick of incense and said: "The calligraphy and painting competition begins!"
The two sat down, and two palace maids came forward to study ink for them.
Nuan Nuan refused: "I'm tired, I'll do it myself!"
Feng Di also refused: "Thank you, I can do it myself."
When the two palace maids heard this, they were blessed and retreated to the side.
Nuan Nuan began to grind the ink carefully, and so did Feng Di!
When the emperor saw this, he said: "Everyone eat and wait!"