Princess Shuyang couldn't help but said to them, "At least it was written by me? As for you, you just used other people's poems. In the end, you didn't lose to the scribes of the Great Zhou Kingdom. If you have the ability to win the Great Zhou Dynasty, A scribe from the Zhou Kingdom?"
"Hmph, just be brave. You also want to have followers? But who is willing to join the service of you, a despicable mother and daughter who have subjugated their country?" A princess said.
Princess Ningping said with a ferocious smile, "Shu Yang! The most important thing in life is self-knowledge. You have to learn from your mother on this point. She will know that she is just a tool for your father to vent his desires. You should also learn from your mother. Be a dog that only wags its tail to beg for mercy! Only in this way can you survive in this harem."
Princess Shuyang was about to have a seizure.
Lu Qian pulled her back and said in a low voice, "Princess, a little impatience will ruin a big plan."
Princess Shuyang was so angry that her whole body was shaking. She glanced at Lu Qian and finally didn't have an attack.
Princess Ningping sneered and continued to challenge, "You try to touch me? It depends on whether my father helps me or you, a humble bitch!"
Princess Shuyang's face turned pale with anger and she stood there with her fists clenched.
Princess Ningping was very satisfied with Princess Shuyang's reaction. She smiled and patted Princess Shuyang's face gently and said, "Very good! It seems that you are just like your humble mother. You are still very adaptable. Are you not convinced?" If you are not convinced, just defeat me in the internal test! This time we invited Mr. Guan."
After Princess Ningping finished speaking, she turned and left very arrogantly.
Princess Shuyang shed two tears.
Lu Qian looked on and was very unhappy. After all, she was also his lover's daughter. How could she suffer such injustice?
"Princess, I will definitely let you take the first place today! Kill them with all their might!"
Princess Shuyang's eyes were red and her voice was a little hoarse when she said to Lu Qian, "Winning the first place? You are so loud! Didn't you hear what Ning Ping said? This time they invited the one who is known as the number one in Daxia." Mr. Guan Shanmo, the scribe!"
Lu Qian snorted coldly and said with disdain, "Your Highness, let alone Guan Shanmo. Even if Guan Shanmo's master comes, it won't work today!"
Seeing Lu Qian's heroic words, Princess Shuyang just sneered, as if hearing a joke, her eyes filled with despair.
Talking room
More and more people entered the Liangyi Palace.
The Queen's children and the children of Concubine Hua were the most crowded.
It's like two camps.
Princess Shuyang seemed to be an alien, sitting in a corner with no one paying any attention to her.
Occasionally, a few people looked over with disdain on their faces, as if they were watching a joke.
"Your Majesty has arrived."
Along with the eunuch's loud shouts, the palace instantly became quiet.
They each returned to their positions, knelt on the ground and shouted, "Long live my emperor, long live, long live my emperor."
"Everyone is safe."
A deep and powerful voice came next.
Everyone stood up one after another.
Only then did Lu Qian see clearly, Emperor Xia Jiuyuan of Great Xia.
Xia Jiuyuan was very tall and tall, with a murderous look on his face.
Sitting on the left side of Xia Jiuyuan is the current queen, Queen Xiaojing.
Sitting on the right side is the imperial concubine, Concubine Hua.
The status of each palace can be seen from the seats.
Liyang Palace is naturally ranked last.
Sitting on the right are people from the Great Zhou Kingdom and the Northern Liang Kingdom.
"First of all, welcome the envoys from the Great Zhou Kingdom and the Northern Liang Kingdom to participate in this Great Xia Poetry Fair. It is really a blessing for us Great Xia scribes to have Di Hanlin, the great scribe who ranks first in the world of literary circles, to participate this time."
Di Hanlin quickly stood up and thanked him and said, "The monarch of Daxia has given you too much praise. I am just an ordinary old student. I am here to study with you this time."
Xia Jiuyuan laughed and said, "Sir, you are really too polite. Then I announce that the first competition of the Great Xia Poetry Competition has begun! The title of the first competition is Battlefield!"
After Xia Jiuyuan finished speaking, the people present began to whisper to each other from time to time.
The Daxia Poetry Festival is divided into two parts: internal examination and external examination.
Today is the internal examination, and the participants are all the scribes of Daxia, as well as the princes, princesses and their retainers.
Everyone who participates in the poetry meeting will have a number plate.
Everyone composes poems according to the topics given by the emperor. To ensure fairness, the names of the poems will be withheld, copied by a special person, and then handed over to scribes from various countries for evaluation.
Everyone present was eager to give it a try.
Princess Shuyang, on the other hand, just sat in her seat with empty eyes, as if what was going on in the venue had nothing to do with her.
Lu Qian stepped forward and whispered to Princess Shuyang, "Your Highness, I say! You write."
Princess Shuyang looked at Lu Qian in surprise and said, "Write? What to write?"
"Of course it's poetry!"
Lu Qian started chanting quietly as he spoke.
"Glow-in-the-dark cup of fine grape wine. If you want to drink, play the pipa immediately. Lord Don't laugh while lying drunk on the battlefield. How many times have you fought in ancient times?"
Princess Shuyang had no hope at all.
But after hearing Lu Qian's chanting, I felt a burst of passionate and heroic feeling in my heart.
Although she didn't know much about poetry, her intuition told her that this was a good poem.
His eyes were slightly bright, and he said with a bit of excitement, "Did you do this?"
Lu Qian smiled and nodded and said, "Your Highness, are you relieved now?"
Princess Shuyang, without saying anything, asked the palace maid to help her grind ink.
...
Queen Xiaojing saw the maid next to Shuyang studying ink.
Then he said to Xia Jiuyuan, "Your Majesty, have you told Concubine Li? Why is that girl Shuyang writing poetry again?"
Xia Jiuyuan followed Concubine Hua's gaze and looked at Princess Shuyang, who was writing something on the paper eloquently.
"Can she write a poem in less than a cup of tea? Isn't it another joke?" Concubine Hua said in a strange tone.
Xia Jiuyuan frowned and said, "What does this crazy girl want to do?"
He raised his hand and summoned the eunuch.
"Go tell Shuyang not to mess around!"
The eunuch nodded, and then walked towards Shuyang in small steps, conveying the emperor's wishes.
Princess Shuyang's expression was not good-looking, and she said to the eunuch, "Eunuch Gao, I hope you will respond and tell your father. I will not embarrass him this time."
The eunuch just nodded.
But Shuyang had already walked over with the poem he had written.
"Look, Shuyang really doesn't know what the world is like. He still dares to participate."
"Yes! Does she have a grudge against her mother? She is deliberately trying to bring misfortune to Concubine Li."
"What can I write in such a short time? I'm afraid I just wrote another joke!"
Seeing that Princess Shuyang had handed over the poem, Xia Jiuyuan said to the eunuch on the side, "What does this crazy girl want to do? Ask the supervisor to throw away the poem she wrote!"
Concubine Hua, who was watching the excitement on the side, did not mind the big deal and said, "Your Majesty, this is not good. So many scribes from foreign countries are watching. It is not the first time that she has embarrassed us. The other two countries must be used to it."
Xia Jiuyuan snorted coldly with an ugly face, "Concubine Li, that bitch, she didn't listen at all to what I told you!"
