The concubine of the famous family is very evil.

Chapter 23

"Well, that's right. Girls, just know a little. It's just that my king has loved poetry since he was a child. You wrote a little order a while ago, and he liked it very much, so he begged me to come and discuss with the girl again. Let's go back together." Prince Jian actually borrowed Leng Huating to test Jinniang face to face. Although the concubine was very satisfied, she was his son's regular wife, and she was going to accompany his son for the rest of his life. His son was already suffering. He hoped that his son would be accompanied by a good wife for the rest of his life, so that he could feel at ease after a hundred years.

Write another song?Jinniang was a little surprised by the prince's proposal, but in her heart she had a little expectation for the husband she had never met. Would a disabled nobleman be very melancholy? He would put his feelings on poetry inside?That's why you are interested in the poems you write?
"Jinniang, my lord asked you to write another poem, can you do it?" Seeing Jinniang bowing her head in deep thought, the old master didn't answer the lord's words, thinking she was in trouble, he was a little worried in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

"Oh, I can answer my grandfather's words. It's just that my granddaughter is ignorant, and what I write may not be able to catch the eyes of the prince." Jinniang was stunned, and answered honestly with her head down.If you can’t write, you have to write. There is no turning back when you open the bow. Who made me copy a song that day? Too famous poem to write.

The old man laughed when he heard this, and hurriedly ordered his servants to prepare paper and ink, and Jinniang moved to the desk.

Leng Huatang sat quietly in the living room, this woman had never cast a glance at her since she entered the door, could it be that she just kept her eyes on her because she was abiding by the rules?
He considers himself handsome and handsome, no matter where he goes, the place with him is the scenery, especially when he meets a girl, who doesn't give him a shy glance at him?
To be ignored by this little girl today, I'm really not used to this feeling...

Want to write poetry?Then let's make a proposition...

"Old Prime Minister, my nephew also heard about Xiao Ting's poetry last time. He said that the words are beautiful and concise, and the artistic conception is profound. Today, my nephew is lucky enough to see it."

After hearing this, Jinniang looked up, only to find that there were some handsome young masters sitting in the hall, why didn't Grandpa let her salute just now?But just looking at it, she saw that young master's black eyes looking at her with interest, if she didn't know that her fiancé would be disabled, she would have mistakenly thought that this was him.

However, he is really handsome, with a slender figure, handsome and exquisite facial features, and a touch of elegance in his toughness. If it weren't for the slightly aggressive look in his eyes and the unconcealed pride, Jin Mother will really shake her heart for him.

Jinniang glanced at it and lowered her eyes again. She didn't dare to act like a nymphomaniac to the handsome guy in front of the old lady and Prince Jane, otherwise she would be rude and shameless.

The old man was slightly stunned when he heard this. Jinniang is the future sister-in-law of the Shizi, and she has a sense of comparison if she is knowledgeable. Why would the Shizi want to compare poetry with a boudoir daughter?However, seeing that the prince did not intend to stop him, he could only laugh and said: "Jin Niang is just writing for fun. Her knowledge and knowledge can't be compared with the prince. The prince praises her too much."

Prince Jane didn't think so, and said with a smile: "Tang'er, speaking of it, your attainments in poetry are not as good as Ting'er's. Miss Si's poems are even valued by Ting'er. Why don't you write a poem here and give it to the old man?" Comparing the test?"

What Prince Jane said is nothing more than wanting to use Leng Huatang's poems to set off Leng Huating's talent. His own son is disabled, and as parents, he still wants to show his best side to others, especially his in-laws. I hope that Huating will be respected by the Prime Minister's Mansion when he comes to the Prime Minister's Mansion in the future.

With the prince's consent, the old man didn't say anything more, but he was still worried about his granddaughter, he didn't want his granddaughter to write too good a thing, and he would be ashamed by comparing him to the son, but he couldn't be too bad. You can't get into the eyes of the prince, alas, it's all up to the granddaughter herself: "Jinniang, you..." The old master still wants to remind one or two things.

But Leng Huatang has already got up, "Old Prime Minister, last time Miss Fourth was Yongmei, why not use bamboo as the theme today, how about my nephew and Miss Fourth each compose a song?"

Seeing that the son looked confident and it was his own choice, the old prime minister expected that he had already formed a poem in his heart, so he breathed a sigh of relief and nodded.

Leng Huatang walked to the table in a chic way, picked up the pen, brushed it a few times, and wrote a five-character quatrain.

Outside the flower hall, Sun Yuniang crept behind a big tree and looked in through an open window. She could only hear her grandfather talking to someone, but she didn't see anyone. Just as she was about to walk away, a handsome figure suddenly Appearing in her line of sight, that man's face was like a crown of jade, his temperament was dignified, and he was dressed in a purple brocade robe, which looked dignified and elegant. He... Who is he?Could it be that he was discussing marriage with that dead girl?

Just as he was thinking wildly, the man suddenly turned his head and looked out of the window. Sun Yuniang's heart trembled, and the person was also frozen. His eyes were as deep as a pool, as if he wanted to suck her into the bottom of the pool, and her face turned red instantly. It's clear, knowing that it's against etiquette to peek, but she just can't move her eyes away.

Leng Huatang confidently picked up the finished poem and handed it to Sun Xiangye respectfully. Jinniang stood quietly at the side, seeing that he had finished writing, she blessed him slightly, and when he left, she also left Going to the table, I picked up the pen and thought about it before writing.

Seeing that she finished writing, Prince Jane didn't read his son's poems, and asked someone to show Jinniang's poems to him. Well, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I really don't know that she can write so beautifully at a young age. Hairpin lowercase script.

Of course the poem is good, Jin Niang is: "The festival of dew washing lead powder, the wind shakes the sapphire branches, Yi Yi is like a gentleman, no place is not suitable."

The prince looked at it and nodded non-stop. Compared with the previous day's Yongmei, although this little poem is a bit worse, it shows the poet's mood of being at ease with the situation. From the poem, Jinniang is a peaceful, indifferent Powerful woman, it seems that the concubine's vision is really good, very good, this kind of temperament is just in line with Ting'er's status, I'm afraid that those who are in high spirits will want more when they enter the palace.

(End of this chapter)