If he hadn't been in Hanyuan Hall at this moment, he would have strangled her neck.
Qin Chushang was immediately frightened and quickly changed the subject: "Brother Prince, I can see that you want to win over him. Do you want the imperial sister to help you?"
"Uh... can you do that?" Qin Chucheng was obviously moved.
Qin Chushang chuckled: "He has such mixed tastes and can chew every bone. He must be an emotional person."
He looked at Qin Chucheng and said, "On the contrary, people like Prince Brother You are the most ruthless and unjust."
"Qin Chushang, you'd better pay attention to what you say."
As he spoke, Qin Chucheng couldn't help but look towards the seat of honor, but he finally held back, picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp.
As the saying goes, wine strengthens courage, and there is truth in this statement.
Su Huaizhangjing, who had been kept drunk by Cui Sanfei, boldly kissed Hua Rong several times on the face.
Although Hua Rong was not very disgusted in his heart, he felt that it would be better if someone else changed him. He looked at Mr. Xie on one side and saw that some people really couldn't be compared with each other.
The more I looked at this man, the more interesting he became. Thinking that after we say goodbye tonight, I might not have the chance to see each other again, I felt inexplicably sad. I boldly stretched out my little hand and gently grabbed his hand.
He thanked Fu, showed a smile, brought wine and fed Hua Rong.
It's not like Hua Rong has never been fed wine before. Men are very rough and want to get her drunk, but Mr. Xie feeds her very slowly and gently.
Seeing the wine leaking from the corner of her mouth, he gently stretched out his fingers to wipe it for her.
Hua Rong's eyes turned red. She never believed that men had good things, but at this moment she believed that men really had good things.
Xie Fu stood up and Cui Sanfei asked: "Brother, do you want to perform on stage?"
"Go relieve yourself."
Hua Rong immediately said: "Thank you, sir, I will take you there." As he was about to stand up, Su Huaizhang hugged him tightly: "Little beauty, you are mine tonight, you are not allowed to go anywhere."
"No, you continue to play." He said and walked out.
As soon as Mr. Xie walked out of Hanyuan Hall, the third princess Qin Chushang followed behind.
Cui Sanfei laughed when he saw Su Huaizhang becoming more and more like a man, feeling quite accomplished.
"Sanfei, I didn't expect that you look bad, but actually you are quite good."
Cui Sanfei immediately put away the smile on his face and became gloomy, "What are you, Sanfei is what you called Sanfei!"
Don't lose a few drops of cat urine, and you won't know how much you weigh. If it weren't for the sake of my eldest brother, I would hate you, you weakling.
However, Su Huaizhang was completely unaware of the change in Cui Sanfei's expression. While taking advantage of Hua Rong, he continued: "Loyal and enthusiastic, I, Su Huaizhang, have made you my friend..."
Cui Sanfei still looked down on Su Huaizhang in his heart and snorted coldly in his heart. As soon as he woke up, he knelt at the feet of the third princess and kowtowed to admit his mistake...
There was endless singing and dancing in the venue, and while the wine was flowing, an old eunuch stood in the center in front of His Majesty the Emperor and the Queen.
At this time, the song and dance performance had just finished, and the next program had not yet started. When the music stopped, many people noticed this scene and looked at it one after another.
This old eunuch was the manager of the middle palace and represented the Queen. He didn't know what kind of entertainment program the Queen wanted to put on, so he became very excited for a while.
Because Queen Jixiang lives in seclusion, she is not only holy and luxurious, but also full of mystery in the hearts of most people.
The old eunuch said loudly: "The Queen has said that there are many talented people in our country, and I have come up with a question to test everyone and add to the atmosphere of the banquet."
——Okay, okay.
The applause came one after another, and the most excited ones were the literati and celebrities. If he could be appreciated by the Queen, it would be a great success, which would be more practical than becoming the number one scholar in a new subject.
Many of these celebrities were former number one scholars, but they were unable to enter official careers because they had no connections.
Even if he could enter an official career, he would still have a sinecure, not be reused, and only have the name of a famous scholar.
There is no greater backer than the Empress.
In an instant, the atmosphere went from lively to high-spirited.
There are questions in this hall, and the test is naturally about talent. Is it possible for them to go to the sand to kill the enemy now?
The old eunuch waited for everyone to finish their excitement before continuing: "There is a poem here. Please explain it. Those who can solve it will be rewarded by the Queen."
Interpret poetry?
Interpreting the meaning of the poem, solving the riddle of the poem, or solving the title of the poem, there are only a few types of interpretation of the poem.
Just when everyone was full of doubts, the old eunuch read out the poem:
Get Taoyuan Cave by chance
Forgetting that the bells and drums stopped ringing
Enjoy the good news and experience the immortality
Zuo Wei Niu Di Xingren
And Jing Zhilang fights
Several poems and poems with musical instruments and images
Guan Dao Returns to Crown Huang Shaoqi
After the poem was recited, many people were already murmuring it, and some smart reporters had memorized every word.
This is a competition, and the first one to answer is the only winner, while the second one to answer is nothing, so time is particularly important.
For a while, the laughter in Hanyuan Hall disappeared, and there was only the sound of murmuring poems. This scene felt like being in an academy, which was very strange.
Some who didn't remember it couldn't wait to ask: "Father, can you read this poem again?"
The old eunuch shook his head slightly.
It turns out that this first level relies on memorization. The main reason is that the poem is difficult to pronounce and hard to remember.
Just like the word "eat" is easy to memorize. If it is changed to "eating" or "eating", such meaningless words will be difficult to remember, just like a language that is incomprehensible.
Furthermore, I mentioned that poems have oblique rhymes, but this poem does not fit into rhyme at all, or it is not considered a poem at all.
Someone else asked: "Is this poem really written by the Queen?"
The old eunuch had a slight smile on his lips, cherishing his words like gold.
Complaints arose again: "When we say we are interpreting poetry, we always have to say what to change, whether it is to interpret the meaning of the poetry, to solve the riddle of the poetry, or to fill in the questions."
No matter how the famous people below try to induce you, the old eunuch remains tight-lipped. I will give you these few lines of poetry. You can guess the meaning yourself.
Prince Qin Chucheng was also very enthusiastic and asked the people around him who were thinking hard: "Have you solved it yet? Don't let those celebrities take the lead."
One of the prince's attendants responded: "Your Highness, this is not poetry at all, and it does not fit into the rhythm at all."
Qin Chucheng immediately denounced: "Nonsense."
After being reprimanded by Qin Chucheng, this person did not dare to answer the question.
Seeing that no one spoke, Qin Chucheng sneered: "A bunch of trash, what's the use of raising you? If you can't even do this little thing, get out of here tomorrow."
These people did not expect that the Queen's game to increase the atmosphere of the banquet would be related to their fate, and they were busy racking their brains to think about the poem.
Qin Chucheng turned to the prince's young master next to him for help: "Teacher, have you solved it?"
The young master chuckled: "Your Highness, how can I compete with the younger generation for this favor?"
"Teacher, please help me so that I can answer the question and make the Queen happy."
The young master made a sound on his forehead and stroked his white beard. He had also thought about it with interest just now, but he just read a poem that didn't fit into the rhythm, and couldn't explain anything clearly. He really couldn't start.
"Well, I didn't explain anything. First of all, I have to guess the Queen's thoughts."
It is not easy to guess Queen Jixiang's thoughts. Even Qin Chucheng has little contact with her, and others have no idea about Queen Jixiang's temperament and hobbies.
Qin Chucheng felt a shiver in his heart, and it was none other than Qin Chuzhen. He turned to look at Qin Chuzhen and asked, "Brother Sixth Emperor, what do you think the queen is thinking?"
Qin Chuzhen smiled: "Brother Emperor, as far as I know, my mother can't compose poetry at all, and she doesn't know anything about poetry."
Qin Chucheng was surprised. Someone had already asked him to tell the answer: "That means this poem was not written by the Queen."
If it wasn't done by the Queen, then who did it? He is a person who can compose poetry, and he would never write such nonsense verses.
Qin Chuzhen smiled and said: "Brother Emperor, my mother grew up in the Western Regions when she was young. Maybe you can write an article here."
"Could it be poetry from the Western Regions?"
"Who has heard this song?"
No one answered. Those who were glanced at by Qin Chucheng shook their heads and said no. Isn't this an unnecessary question? If you have heard it, you will naturally say it.
Under Qin Chucheng's gaze, one of the attendants said bravely: "Did you translate it in Chinese?"
Qin Chucheng immediately felt that it was very possible: "Who is proficient in Hu language?"
This sentence immediately made everyone dumbfounded. Qin Chucheng was angry and had a gloomy face. He usually saw that the attendants knew this and that, but when they were really needed, none of them could be used.
"Your Highness, Mr. Wei and Mr. Pei from the Ministry of Rites, as well as Mr. Su, the Jijiu Master, are all proficient in Hu language."
Qin Chucheng looked around and saw that these adults were talking to the people next to them with their heads down. They were obviously busy interpreting poems, hoping to win the favor of the Queen.
Calling these people over, wouldn't his desire to please be known to everyone?
The young master spoke up: "Your Highness, I understand the Chinese language."
Qin Chucheng was pleasantly surprised: "I almost forgot about you, teacher."
The young master smiled bitterly. His Highness didn't even know whether he could speak gibberish, which showed that his mind was not on studying at all. "I tried reading it just now, but it was not transliterated in gibberish at all."
After finally getting a clue, but seeing it cut off again, Qin Chucheng immediately looked disappointed.
"However, I do see a little mystery."
Qin Chucheng was delighted again: "Teacher, tell me quickly."
"Maybe this is a garbled poem?"
"Teacher, what is a poem with random words?"
"Your Highness, just scramble all the words of a poem and piece them together word by word."
Now you understand again and can talk about what you were doing just now, "Then how to combine it?"
Another attendant rushed to answer: "Separate the flat and oblique tones of all the words, then find the rhyming words, and then combine them sentence by sentence."
Only then did Qin Chucheng show a look of satisfaction. It was not useless at all: "What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you quickly get pen and ink and write out the whole poem so that you can sort it easily."
Qin Chucheng has a group of staff here to help interpret this poem. The officials of the court and the literati are also racking their brains. This is the ladder of destiny, even those talented singers and celebrities are no exception.
Sometimes someone has an idea and starts to make detailed deductions, but their thoughts are quickly blocked again.
(End of chapter)
