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According to various signs, before the banquet, the emperor did not intend to tell others about Cang Yue at first, but now why he only told Shen Qian?
What is the reason for this?
What is the purpose?
Everything is unknown
Shen Guining took the bamboo stick that was placed aside, on which was written: Twenty-one, Qin.
Shen Guining hooked the corners of her lips, and the bamboo stick not only directly stipulated the order of the competition, but also specified the scope of the competition.
? Select the competition items directly from the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to avoid everyone choosing what they are best at. There is a certain degree of randomness and a little bit of luck in it.
In order to choose a woman who is both dignified and talented, the queen really took great pains.
"Everyone should have drawn the flower lottery in their hands, so let's compete in the order in which they were drawn, and Eunuch Chen will start."
The queen looked at Gong'e who had retreated to the side and everyone in the palace, and said to Eunuch Chen who was waiting at the side.
"Yes, ma'am."
Eunuch Chen looked at the ladies who were eager to try, and said loudly.
"The first person, draw. Please draw the person who gets this lottery, out."
"My daughter, Qian Ya, is making a fool of myself here."
A gentle voice came, and a woman in green walked into the hall calmly, blessed the emperor and empress in the hall, and then sat beside the rice paper, painting with ink and rhyme, without distraction.
As the woman's body moved back, a picture of a lonely boat in the setting sun appeared in the main hall, and there was a sudden silence in the hall, not because she was shocked by what the woman did, but because looking at the painting like this was a bit ordinary.
Eunuch Chen frowned as he looked at the woman who had put the paintbrush aside in the palace.
"Has Miss Qian finished?"
"Please wait a moment, father-in-law."
I saw the woman took down the painting she made, walked to a place under the candlelight, and placed the painting in front of her body, with the breeze blowing by.
Everyone saw that the picture of a lonely boat in the setting sun, which should have been ordinary, suddenly became vivid. The boat swayed on the water with the flickering candlelight, and the afterglow of the setting sun made the entire river surface red. It can be seen that the reeds on the shore are full of greenery and vitality, which is quite different from before.
"The little girl's painting is ready, please have a look."
The woman looked at the painting in her hand and said softly.
Different from the previous silence, there were bursts of exclamation in the hall, and even the emperor who had been sitting in the upper seat without saying a word couldn't help but nodded.
Shen Guining looked at the calm and calm woman in the palace. She was dressed in a green gauze dress and was graceful and decent. Although her facial features were not stunning, they were still a living beauty.
Whoever said that a woman's lack of talent is virtue, I'm afraid there are very few people in this palace who only have empty appearances.
"Qian Aiqing has really raised a good daughter. This painting is very much in my heart and I appreciate it."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Qian Huashu got up and thanked the emperor with Qian Ya, and then returned to the original seat and sat down. Looking at his smile and joy, he must be proud of his daughter for being so upbeat.
After Eunuch Chen signaled Gong'e to take the painting made by Qian Ya, he continued: "Second place, Qin"
Because Qian Ya won the first prize in the novelty of the painting, the woman behind seemed a bit mediocre.
On the contrary, Dong Shuer, the daughter of General Dong Yi, has a soft figure in a neon dress with long sleeves, astonishing and ethereal, stunning everyone.
"Twenty-first, Qin"
"Ning'er, Ning'er, it's your turn."
Lin Wansu looked at the unresponsive Shen Guining, pulled her cuffs, and reminded in a low voice.
Feeling Lin Wansu pull her cuffs, Shen Guining suddenly realized that it was her turn, picked up the flower lotus and handed it to Gong'e, walked to the piano and sat down.
Cang Yue, who had always looked loose, looked at Shen Guining in the palace with affection. The pink gauze skirt outlined a graceful figure, her face was like peach blossoms, and her skin was like creamy fat. She seemed more charming than the previous few days.
Cang Yue raised her head and glanced at Emperor Kang Sheng in the main hall, only to see that his eyes flashed brightly, as if he was planning something.
Shen Guining played a good piano since she was a child. After secretly learning inner strength with Shen Lingchen, she tried to inject inner strength into the piano. Over the years, she has become one with the piano.
Now the piano competition is the icing on the cake for her, like a tiger with wings added.
But what she is thinking at the moment is how to do it just right, that is, without losing the face of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but also allowing her to retreat unscathed.
Shen Guining frowned, and gently plucked the strings with her slender and fair hands.
Deep and softThe sound of the piano comes from time to time, like war thunder from afar, false and real, and the illusory sound of the piano gradually becomes sonorous, powerful, high-pitched and passionate with Shen Guining's fingertips, and the listener instantly feels like being on the battlefield , I personally saw the drums and thunder on the battlefield, and felt the fighting, blood and death on the battlefield.
Cang Yue Changqing straightened up suddenly, and seemed to feel an internal force just now, but it suddenly disappeared again.
After looking around, I found that there was nothing unusual about the people in the palace. They were all intoxicated by the artistic conception of the song, and then stared at Shen Guining who was playing the piano. If I didn't guess wrong
The high-pitched piano sound gradually became low, and finally became indistinct
Shen Guining put her hands on the strings and slowly opened her eyes.
Maybe it's because of the piano, just now when she played in the middle, it became a bit thick after injecting internal energy. Fortunately, she restrained the internal energy in time, otherwise there might be mistakes. Although it is not as expected, it is still not satisfactory.
"My daughter, Shen Guining, has made a fool of myself."
It wasn't until Shen Guining's voice sounded that everyone woke up from the thrilling scene, and they all let out a sigh of relief.
Emperor Kang Sheng looked at the woman standing upright in the palace, she was neither humble nor overbearing, neither secretive nor happy, with a demeanor that did not belong to this age.
"What's the name of the piece you played just now? Why haven't I heard of it before?"
"Return to the emperor, this song is called "Battle Soul", it was composed by my daughter last year."
"If I heard correctly, this song should describe the battle between the two armies, but you have been staying in your boudoir, why did you make such a vivid song?"
"There is a saying in the poem: relying on Jun Mo's words to seal the marquis, one will be successful. At first, I didn't understand the deep meaning of it. After consulting my father and husband, I composed this song, which made the emperor laugh."
"The young girl of the Shen family is really as rumored, she is proficient in poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting, and she has the demeanor of a lady everywhere."
Everyone in the hall nodded in agreement, and looked at Shen Guining with a little strange look in their eyes.
Looking at the slim young woman in front of her, Dong Linger tightly grasped the chair under her body, her gloomy pupils were full of undisguised jealousy and resentment, she did not expect that the person who ruined her good deeds time and time again was Shen Gui, the concubine daughter of the Shen family. rather.
She can let go of other things, but she can't bear the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Today she
From the corner of her eye fell on the acacia jade hairpin on Shen Guining's head, a flash of light flashed quickly in Dong Linger's eyes, and a hint of insidiousness and calculation slowly floated from the corners of her lips. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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