Chapter 58: Gentlemen, please come on stage

At this time, the eldest princess came over, greeted the queen first, and then glanced at Yuan Ruan with a subtle and curious look.

Then she took the second princess's hand and said with a smile, "You are getting married. They are all talented young men in Daxia. I am so happy for you. You can live freely now."

The second princess smiled dryly: "Well, elder sister, yes."

The Queen glanced at the eldest princess speechlessly, then her eyes fell on the men who stood up straight. The Queen said softly, "Don't be too restrained, today is a flower viewing banquet."

The system suddenly laughed:

[Appreciating flowers? That's right, these gentlemen can all be called flower beauties. I knew that the Chu State had been planning to attack the Xia State, not just for some land, but also for the beauties here. ]

Those who could hear the inner voice choked up: …

Yuanruan was amused by the system: [Haha, indeed, they are all handsome in their own ways, but I don’t know who is who. Amitabha, please don’t make the wrong choice later.]

The queen was stunned when she heard this, thought for a moment, and whispered a few words to her trusted maid.

The maid of honor walked to the front of the stage and asked the gentlemen to briefly introduce themselves before showing their talents.

The gentlemen looked at each other, lined up naturally, and introduced themselves starting from the left:

"The person from the capital, the secretary of the Central Secretariat, Wu Buyu; the person from Huizhou, the deputy supervisor of Shanglin Garden, Zhou Qian; the person from Yongcheng, the commander of the Five Cities Army, Li Huai; the person from the capital, Li Dongyang..."

As Yuanruan listened, a subtle expression appeared on his face.

At this moment, the system said: [Pfft, Ah Ruan, why do they look a bit like KTV male models reporting their names? ]

Those who can hear the voice of the heart: !!!

Although I don’t know what KTV means, I understand its nickname immediately.

The Hanlin editor, who was about to say his name, froze and could not utter a word.

But soon, the Hanlin Editor was hit on the back by a shoe thrown at him. He paused and continued dryly: "I am from the capital, Hanlin Editor, Cheng Weining."

Cheng Guohou, who was throwing shoes at people in the bushes, finally retracted his feet and whispered to the people around him: "This brat almost messed it up."

The Minister of Finance next to him covered his nose with his hands in disdain and said, "Both of your sons are running for election? This is not good." What he meant was, can your eldest son, who was born out of wedlock, also be able to participate in the election for a royal consort?

Marquis Chengguo waved his hands and said, "I originally wanted my eldest son to come, but who let the lady make a fuss at home? My eldest son is kind-hearted, so he let the brat come along."

The Minister of Revenue curled his lips: I've seen people who favor concubines and kill wives, but I've never seen anyone so biased. It's just that I'm too lazy to say more about other people's affairs.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Guohou opened up the conversation and whispered, "Originally, I am shy and afraid that the young imperial teacher will expose some of my secrets. But my eldest son has good character, great talent, and is kind and benevolent. He suffers from his low status as a concubine."

Marquis Chengguo sighed at this point and continued, "I think if these advantages can be revealed by the young imperial teacher, I will risk my reputation to ask for permission for my eldest son to inherit my title. Minister of Revenue, what do you think?"

The Minister of Revenue's pupils trembled. He felt it was not a big deal and turned away and no longer looked at Cheng Guohou.

While the two old men were chatting, more than 40 gentlemen in Yu Garden had already completed their simple self-introductions.

When Yuan Ruan was about to say "up" to the system, the Queen's maid clapped her hands, signaling the gentlemen to return to their seats and perform their talents in turn.

Yuan Ruan was surprised to hear this: "I thought that in ancient times, the dating banquets for ladies in the imperial court were for young people to get together to play pot tossing, drink tea and wine, and increase their affection for each other. I didn't expect that here the only unmarried woman was the princess, and the others were for the men to show their talents. It's a bit like a talent show in the harem."

System: [Yes, as expected of the Princess of Daxia, she is very impressive.]

Those who can hear the voice of their heart: …

This is a weird description, but it seems to make a lot of sense.

The emperor looked at the empress speechlessly: When I asked you to choose a prince consort, you skipped the process and simply copied the harem's selection process. Now you are being criticized by the little imperial teacher.

The queen was embarrassed, but she didn't think so in her heart: blind date banquets are so inefficient. Even if we hold several of them in a row, we may not be able to choose the right one for our daughter. It would be better to hold a complete one, so that we can use the extra time to sleep and rest.

At this time, the gentlemen began to perform their talents in the order in which they had announced their names.

The first person to come on stage was Zhongshu Sheren Wu Buyu.

This person wore a mutton-fat jade crown, a crescent-white robe, and a white fox fur waistcoat. His facial features were very soft, and this combination gave him a particularly cool vibe of "wanting to look chic in mourning clothes."

After the other party came on stage, he bowed and said gently: "I have been studying at home recently. I occasionally saw the plum blossoms falling in the snow outside the window. I felt a special kind of beauty. I wrote a poem to express my feelings."

After saying this, Wu Buyu began to recite poetry.

Yuan Ruan's literary accomplishment in ancient poetry is very ordinary, but looking at the other people nodding their heads in ecstasy, you can tell that this poem is not bad.

Yuan Ruan couldn't help but sigh: [The first one is a heavyweight talent. He is also a sixth-rank official. This is worth eating melons. Come on, eat melons. ]

System: [Alright! Let me see it, puff. This is the word that the gunman outside was asked to write.]

Crowd: !!!

What gunman?

Yuanruan: [Ah? This person is a fake and has a bad character. You must not choose him!]

Wu Buyu: ...

Wu Buyu, who was reciting the poem, started to feel tongue tied, but he finally finished the poem with gritted teeth, then bowed hastily and sat back in his seat dejectedly.

After hearing this, even if people do not understand the deep meaning of these two words, based on the context, everyone can still guess the true meaning.

As soon as the door opened, a big piece of news came out. The faces of the court officials whose sons took part in the selection became more and more uneasy.

The court officials who had no part in the princess's selection of a prince consort could not help but feel happy to watch the incident. If they had not been afraid of being discovered by Yuan Ruan, they would have rushed out to watch the incident openly.

System: [Ah Ruan, there are so many Langjun melons that we can’t eat them all. We can pick and choose. If your talent is not up to standard, you will be passed.]

Yuanruan: [Hmm.]

The next man to come on stage, Zhou Qian, was able to hear what was in his heart. His mother had also carefully prepared a song for him.

After seeing the previous person's social demise, Zhou Qian quickly changed to a more conservative song. In order not to attract Yuan Ruan's attention, he even played the introductory piano piece that he had practiced to death with a slightly distorted tune.

Crowd: …

Zhou Qian's father's mouth twitched, and he wanted to slap his son: You play like this, and I, your father, will be killed without the need for the little national master to explode!

Yuanruan had never heard any music from this world, she just thought playing the guqin was very elegant.

In addition, Zhou Qian was very handsome, so Yuan Ruan couldn't help but say: "This one is not bad either. He is handsome and plays the piano well. Let's give him some face."

Zhou Qian, who was playing the piano, pressed a wrong note: !!!

I play the most basic ones!

Please don't give me face and don't look at my melons? !