She really didn't believe that this bitch could write a decent poem.
Shu Zhiyao had already found out everything about Jian Xiu's background.
But for a country woman who is just a vulgar and unworthy woman, it is acceptable for her to know some martial arts skills.
But it is understandable that she said she knew a few Chinese characters since she had never attended college since she was a child.
But how can it be so easy to write poetry?
Not to mention a country bumpkin like her, even those students taking imperial examinations would surely be able to compose a decent poem.
Thinking of this, Shu Zhiyao calmly sat down again.
He straightened his waist again and asked, "You can talk about it! I am also worried that the questions are too difficult to stump everyone, especially you..."
Having said that, Shu Zhiyao didn't continue.
But even so, any fool could guess what she wanted to say next.
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, there was a burst of ridicule from everyone around her.
The voices were loud, but Jian Xiu heard everything that everyone was whispering to each other.
But she is also very angry, and her favorite thing to do is to slap people in the face.
He glanced at Shu Zhiyao calmly, then said, "You, Queen!"
Then he turned to Eunuch Su and said, "The Queen will decide what the word should be. My request is not difficult either, so let's just take turns."
"Jielong? Did you know that Jielong means to continue the poem with the last word?" the queen asked with narrowed eyes.
At this moment, her tone was already a little too nice, even obviously sarcastic, without any concealment at all.
"Is Princess An Ning so confident?" Shu Zhiyao asked again with her dignified look.
"No, I really don't have the confidence!" Jian Xiu said lightly.
Shu Zhiyao choked and thought, "If you don't have confidence, then you are obviously going to come out and make people laugh at you, right?"
After saying this, what came out of Shu Zhiyao's mouth was different.
And he said calmly: "Since the Princess of Anning County said so, how about letting the Magistrate of Anning County say the first sentence?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Queen. I am humbled and would like to ask you a question!" Jian Xiu said calmly.
"Okay, then let's use the word 'peach'!" Shu Zhiyao looked at Jian Xiu and spoke again.
She dared not say anything else, but Shu Qinglan knew many poems with the word "peach".
This alone puts her a long way ahead of others.
Hearing what the two said, Eunuch Su at the side couldn't help but sweat for them.
Let alone writing poems, I am afraid that if there is a line with the word peach in the middle, I have to start with the last word.
The most important thing is that there is a time limit. Who would worry about this?
Thinking of this, Eunuch Su looked at Jian Xiu worriedly again.
However, Jian Xiu acted as if she hadn't noticed Eunuch Su's gaze and said directly:
"Then I will show you my ugliness. The water of Taohuatan is a thousand feet deep. You and Zixuan sent me love. In one sentence, the word love should be the first one."
At the same time, he silently apologized to Li Bai in his heart.
Asking her to compose poetry would be more painful than killing her.
Of course, while others wrote poems, she did the same thing: she recited poems.
"What? Did I do the right thing? Did I violate the rules?" Jian Xiu asked calmly.
The body hall was very quiet at this time, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
“Pah pah pah…hahahaha…”
After a while, Mu Junyou, who was in a high position, burst into laughter.
"What a great poem! It's clear that Princess An Ning is a truly talented woman."
Everyone started talking about Mu Junyou's words.
Not to mention them, even Zhang Zixuan next to them was also surprised.
In the past, in Zhangjia Village, she taught the children to read, and often also taught arithmetic and some policy discussions...
But he never taught them the Book of Songs, and he always thought she could.
But I never thought that she could also recite the Book of Songs fluently.
Most importantly, this poem was obviously dedicated to herself.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zixuan looked at Jian Xiu with even more tenderness.
"Everyone, since there is no problem, then let's take the word love!" Eunuch Su interrupted everyone's whispers.
The word "love" is easy to create. You can create it with just a little thought.
After this round, only Shu Qinglan, Chi Zijin, and two other families were left.
Shu Qinglan's table would be reserved, others didn't know, but Jian Xiu was very clear about it.
It can be seen from Shu Zhiyao's expression that Shu Qinglan would breathe a sigh of relief every time she said something.
Obviously, she was giving Shu Qinglan some slack.
It's that easy to pass this game.
Because 놊 started the topic with Shu Zhiyao again, and 놆 directly continued the poem.
If you don't have any real skills, you can't accept it at all.
The poem needs to be composed within a short period of time and must contain the last word of the previous poem.
It's really difficult to calculate this way.
Even if Jian Xiu was reciting a poem, he would need to think for a while before he could suddenly think of the verse.
In fact, Jian Xiu was very pleased, and even Rong Zhihe was also retained.
When I raised my eyes to look at Rong Zhihe standing opposite me, I saw him looking at Chi Zijin with a smug look on his face.
Jian Xiu: “…” It’s confirmed that this person is Rong Zhihe.
Only he could look so proud.
Looking at Chi Zijin again, he also had a helpless smile on his face.
When it comes to Chi Zijin, Jian Xiu also agrees.
Although she was born in a marquis's mansion, she never expected that she, who had been in good health since childhood, could still be so beautiful.
When she was receiving the poem just now, she paused, but only for a short while. Compared with Rong Zhihe, she was much faster.
It can be said that if she hadn't been there today, this yellow jacket would have definitely become hers.
"Everyone, this round is about to begin. It will be followed by the word 'night'. It's your turn, Mr. Rong. Please do the questions!" Eunuch Su's words rang out in the physical hall again.
This time, Rong Zhihe was obviously not that fast.
But I still managed to do it. (As for what kind of poem to write, it depends on everyone's free imagination. Xiaojun said: I can write it! Haha~~)
One round came and soon it was Jian Xiu's turn again.
"Princess An Ning, it's your turn to pick up the word 'tan'!"
I have to say, Jian Xiu's luck is really too good.
Others all use some common words, which makes it easier to write poems.
But what about her? But here is a word "潭" which we have seen for a long time. Let alone composing a poem, even forming words and sentences requires some thought.
Thinking of this, Eunuch Su looked at Jian Xiu worriedly again.
Looking at Shu Zhiyao again, his eyes were full of mockery.
She just believed that Jian Xiu could even make poems out of such words at will.
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