The matter of Zuo Qian was revealed at this point. Although the Empress did not punish her, she seemed to have lost her soul. She looked distracted and looked like she had lost her soul.
The ladies had just discussed reciting poems and composing poems, otherwise they would not have discovered that the gardenias carved from blood jade were missing.
Now that the blood jade has been found, the ladies are preparing to recite poems and compose poems just like before.
Xie Ziyue even specially ordered her servants to bring pens, inks, paper and inkstones. Although the episode just happened, she also sent them to Zuo Qing.
Zuo Qing originally thought that he would shine in reciting poems and composing poems, but his imagination was full and the reality was very skinny.
If something like that hadn't happened just now, she might still have a chance. Now her mind was broken. Not to mention reciting poems and writing poems, even standing here she felt excited.
General Qi Wei’s wife hates the fact that iron cannot become steel. As the saying goes, like mother, like daughter, her left-leaning character was all brought out by her. She raised her daughter with the thought that she would marry a good husband.
It can be said that there was an excellent opportunity recently, but at such a critical moment, she actually started to tremble. The other noble ladies began to study ink and write, but she still stood there and thought.
Seeing that the first person to write was almost finished, the general's wife felt anxious.
But the Queen and all the ladies are here. Even if she wants to urge her daughter, she can't do it. She can only worry in her heart.
The one who is most anxious is Zuo Qin herself. Poetry is her strong point. Except for her, the person who has written the least has written one sentence. She has not written at all yet. In order to cover up her panic, she also picked up the poem. Got the pen.
The ink on the tip of the pen accumulated for a long time, and finally dripped onto the rice paper in front of me.
At that moment, the general's wife looked extremely ugly.
Zuo Qing also seemed to be frightened and retracted his hand uncontrollably.
"Your Majesty——" At this moment, the sound of a pen being placed on the case sounded, followed by a female voice. The other party's voice was clear and as beautiful as an oriole.
Zuo Qian looked in the direction of the sound and saw that the pen in Miss Rong's hand had been put down.
The piece of rice paper in front of her had a few lines of elegant and timeless handwriting written on it. If you just looked at the handwriting without looking at the content, you wouldn't have a bad impression of her.
"It seems that Miss Rong was the first to finish it." When Taoxiang said this, she smiled and expressed admiration: "What a good calligraphy!"
She stood next to Miss Rong and looked at it. Although she didn't understand, the beautiful calligraphy was indeed pleasing to the eye.
Miss Rong is Rong Jieyu's niece. She was praised, and Rong Jieyu felt proud, with a knowing smile on her face.
But he still had to be modest: "It's just passable. I don't know what the content is. Chen'er, please bring up the poem you wrote and show it to the Queen."
Rong Chen said yes, and Tao Xiang handed the rice paper in front of her to Xie Ziyue with a wink.
Gu Xuan went over to take a look out of curiosity, and saw only one sentence: "Gardenia trees are more numerous than other trees, and there are not many sincere people in the world." Although it was based on the theme of gardenias, she somehow felt that this poem had a profound meaning.
Of course, what she paid most attention to was the other person's handwriting. Although Rong Jieyu denied it just now, the pride in her eyes could not be deceived.
Gu Xuan has always been generous in praising others and couldn't help but praise: "The writing is beautiful."
Miss Rong stood not far away and naturally heard the eldest princess's praise. She couldn't help but raise her head and smile at Her Royal Highness, her eyes filled with shyness and affection.
Her impression of the eldest princess became extremely good because of this compliment.
"What a poem." Xie Ziyue saw that Miss Rong looked shy and looked at her daughter with eyes full of kindness. Her first impression of her was very good:
"Miss Rong's poems are good, and she was the first to write them. She is indeed a talented woman."
Miss Rong was overjoyed for a moment when she was praised.
Seeing this, the other noble ladies also increased their speed.
Many of them finished it in about the same time. Tao Xiang, who was guarding her, understood clearly after looking at it. She collected all the poems written by these noble ladies and placed them one by one in the middle for everyone's convenience.
What’s funny is that everyone’s poems were placed in the middle, and only two words were written on the left-leaning rice paper over there.
These two words are not the content of the poem at all, they are just a title written by her. In order not to make the white rice paper too ugly, she wrote two words to cover up the meaning.
She stood there alone, in a dilemma, wanting to write, but there was no clue in her mind.
She didn't want to write it...but her mother's eyes were like daggers, and so many people were looking at her. She felt like she didn't know how many pairs of eyes were staring at her, waiting to see her joke.
He had to write. Zuo Qing took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.
The more critical moments came to this, the more panicked she became, even if she kept taking deep breaths, it had little effect.
"Miss Zuo must be feeling unwell today," Mrs. Right Prime Minister has been silently paying attention to Zuo Qing. Seeing that she was still holding the pen in her hand at this time, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing:
"I heard before that Miss Zuo can compose poems in just a few steps. Not only that, the poems she writes are also extremely mysterious and profound. I'm still waiting to see her in the near future... But everyone has to wait until next time when they feel unwell."
The left-leaning idea just now is correct. Although I don't know how many people are waiting to see her joke, the right prime minister's wife is one of them.
She just didn't say clearly that Zuo Qing was just pretending before. If she was really that good at being able to compose a poem in just a few steps, how come so many young ladies today have written poems, but she can't hold back a single line of poetry?
You can't even write an ordinary poem, so you can only imagine what level he is at.
It's just that the right prime minister's wife can sit firmly in the position of the mistress of the house, so she naturally knows what to say. Even if her suspicions were almost solidified, she still had to pretend to be pity.
But the people present were all smart and discerning, so how could they not understand what she was saying?
Many ladies covered their mouths and laughed secretly: "Yes, let's look for opportunities to see Miss Zuo's grace in the future, but writing poetry is still a matter for smart people. Unlike me, I get a headache when I see poetry."
"Stop talking about you, sister, I am the same."
“…….”
The ladies looked like they were joking to adjust the atmosphere, but Zuo Qing felt that they were making insinuations in every sentence, and they clearly meant themselves.
Her already depressed state of mind was completely unable to pick it up anymore. She put down the pen and stepped back.
None of these ladies asked her what was wrong at this time, and everyone looked at each other in understanding.
When Gu Xuan followed her mother and was dazzled by these poems, when she raised her head again, she happened to see her sneaking out without others paying attention.
Looking again, she was the only one who slipped out immediately after her. There is also a figure similar to Gu Liang's back.
The opportunity has come.
Gu Xuan thought to herself.
