The emperor laughed loudly, "Hahaha, good, Lord Song is indeed a talented person."
The Grand Princess: How did you become such a talented person? Isn't the winner still undecided? Is this emperor a little too biased?
At the men's section, the royal consort Sima Qin heard that the emperor had arrived, and led a group of people to kowtow across the flowers.
Among those who came were several princes, the chief academic officer of the Imperial Academy, and several doctors of the Imperial Academy. They were all blocked outside the chrysanthemum bushes by Eunuch Hai.
"There's a poetry contest going on inside, please help yourselves, sirs."
Everyone had no choice but to stand outside the flowers and listen to the noise inside.
The queen smiled and said, "Then let me ask you a question. Ladies, just look at the scenery in the garden and write a poem."
The eldest princess snorted coldly. This emperor and empress are really interesting. It sounds nice, just a poem, but actually it's an easy point question.
Chen Yaer wrote a poem about chrysanthemum.
"The cold wind turns the leaves yellow and the flowers fall, but the chrysanthemums in the garden are fragrant. Don't say that there is no beauty in the world, only the fragrance of chrysanthemums spreads everywhere."
Because there was Song Jinxiu's poem before it, this poem is not very outstanding.
Just at this moment, a white-haired gardener was watering a white chrysanthemum. Song Jinxiu smiled and said, "Since it is suitable for the occasion, then,
She waved her hand:
"The whole garden is filled with golden chrysanthemums, but there is a solitary clump that looks like frost. It is like a banquet in the morning, with an old man with white hair joining the young people."
Why! There is no other way. China has 5,000 years of culture, and there are too many poems and songs. A poem to suit the occasion can emerge in the blink of an eye.
Everyone took a deep breath, and their eyes towards Song Jinxiu changed.
If the first one was prepared in advance, how do you explain this one?
This scene is not suitable for the poems prepared in advance.
It seems that Dr. Song is indeed quite talented.
I'm afraid Chen Yaer will not be able to keep the title of young talented woman.
A person who has a skill is a capable person, while a person who can write and calculate is a truly talented woman.
"Okay, this poem is indeed appropriate for the occasion. My dear Minister Song wins. Does my sister have any objection?" The emperor was in a good mood. He waved his hand and made the final decision.
The eldest princess glared at the gardener. Why was he causing trouble at this time?
She did not comment, but smiled and said, "To appreciate chrysanthemums, one must drink chrysanthemum wine. Now that I have written about chrysanthemums, shouldn't I write about wine?"
snort! Girls all like flowers, and it is normal to have a few poems about chrysanthemums, but wine is an exception.
Wine is a cup that burns the body, sex is the heart that cuts the flesh. Men love wine and sex, but most women hate them.
She would do the opposite and let the girls write about the wine they disliked the most. 놖See how she cheats.
The corners of Chen Yaer's mouth twitched. Most of the poems she prepared were praising chrysanthemums, but she had not prepared any poems about wine.
It's just that she considers herself a talented woman, so even writing about wine is not a problem for her.
She gently waved her silk sleeves, held the pen in one hand, held up her skirt with the other, and wrote:
"The wind stops and the clouds hide, reflecting the moonlight. The night is hazy and the air is getting colder. I drink a pot of Bailu wine, and the red chrysanthemums bloom for ten miles!"
The eldest princess smiled and nodded, "Well, you are worthy of being the most talented woman in the capital, with quick wit and chrysanthemums to match the occasion. It seems that Miss Chen has won this round. Right? Royal brother?"
The emperor was in a good mood. He didn't expect that Song Jinxiu was not only a good student, but also knew how to write poetry.
Moreover, the poem just now was very well written. It described the scene of the white-haired gardener tending to the white chrysanthemums with just a few strokes.
This child is full of surprises!
Therefore, I didn't care about winning or losing the upcoming game. Even if I lost, it didn't matter. It was enough for me to know that my beloved Song was talented. She doesn't make a living by writing poetry.
Seeing that Song Jinxiu was still in deep thought, he did not speak.
The eldest princess said: "It seems that she can't do it. The two poems before must have been memorized in advance. After all, who doesn't know two chrysanthemum poems when participating in this chrysanthemum appreciation banquet?
If you change the subject matter, it will be clear at a glance whether you have real talent or not. ”
"Song Jinxiu, if you can't write, just admit defeat. We are waiting to see you slap us in the face," said Princess Kangning.
"Yes, 놖's maid is always here to serve you, Song Jinxiu, do you want her to help you?"
The emperor frowned. How could his beloved Minister Song be slapped in the face?
The queen smiled and patted the emperor's hand, whispering: "Your Majesty, please be patient, the outcome is not yet decided!" She saw the little girl smile cunningly.
Song Jinxiu smiled and gave up? Is it possible?
She picked up a glass of wine and said in a loud voice: "The wine from the chrysanthemum garden is fine, and the amber light is poured into the bowl. If the host can make the guests drunk, they will not know where their hometown is."
Everyone was amazed when they heard Song Jinxiu recite this poem.
"I didn't expect Dr. Song to be able to write such a poem. Young people are truly formidable!"
The Imperial Academy's chief priest sighed: "No wonder the emperor likes her. Who wouldn't like such a talented young person who can write and calculate?"
Song Jinxiu raised her glass to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, drinking wine has its own meaning. Drink different wines for different occasions."
"Oh? Mr. Song, tell me, is there any difference in drinking?"
The Grand Princess: "Your Majesty, the competition is not over yet?"
The emperor waved his hand and said, "It's alright. Let the girl write first. Song Aiqing, you can speak your mind."
Everyone: Your Song Aiqing is one of the parties involved in the competition, right? Your Majesty, are you sure this is for the good of your beloved Minister Song?
Chen Yaer bit her lip and smiled contemptuously: Humph! To be mysterious. You just keep talking about your own things. When I write a poem better than yours, I'll see how you cheat in front of so many people.
Even if the emperor is biased, this slap will definitely be given!
Song Jinxiu laughed, took two steps, pointed at the sky and said: "The first one is to respect yourself when you drink alone under the moonlight:
A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a companion, I raise the cup to the bright moon, and my shadow and I become three people. ”
"Good poem," the Imperial College chief academician who was hiding among the chrysanthemums could not help but praise it.
The emperor looked at Song Jinxiu with interest. "This is the first, what about the second?"
Second, Song Jinxiu raised her glass and said:
"The first kind is to raise a glass to toast friends from afar, to express longing, to meet again, and to bid farewell."
The emperor drank the wine with great interest, "Oh? Tell me about it. I will use this poem of longing, reunion, and farewell to accompany the wine."
Song Jinxiu laughed heartily and said cheerfully, "Your Majesty, drink slowly, I will tell you in detail."
Everyone: I know that you, the king and your subjects, are close. Stop being sentimental and start reciting poetry!
Song Jinxiu smiled, her voice clear and pleasant:
"A cup of wine in the spring breeze, a lamp for ten years in the night rain.
This glass of wine can make a friend miss you for ten years. Really good wine! ”
She boasted about herself before, and without waiting for anyone to respond, she continued:
"You read books crazily and get drunk, and sing to the wine, but forced happiness is tasteless. I never regret that my clothes are getting looser and looser, and I am exhausted for her.
If we don't meet in this life, we will be as far apart as the sun and the moon. 꿷What night is it again? Let us share this candlelight.
We meet again.
It is the beautiful scenery of golden autumn, and I meet you when the chrysanthemums are in bloom. After ten years we met and drank a cup of wine together, and old friends smiled when they saw each other. ”
Song Jinxiu sighed and said, "Since there is meeting, there is separation.
I am sad to say goodbye to you, and miss my old friend. A wise man in need brings a distant land near.
I urge you to drink another cup of wine. There will be no old friends west of Yangguan. Don't worry about the unknown road ahead, for who doesn't recognize you? ”
Everyone in the chrysanthemum bush looked at each other, especially those in the Imperial College.
The prince consort said: "This Dr. Song is really brilliant."
Everyone: Isn’t this a good idea? Every sentence can be passed down through the ages!
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