After Reincarnating, the Ice-Cold Prince Won’t Leave Me Alone

  Chapter 240 Sudden Spring Breeze Comes Overnight

  Longxing Racecourse,

  After a cup of tea was passed, the ceremonial official who presided over the selection bowed and asked the two: "I wonder what the Crown Princess and Princess Su want to compare?"

  Su Qing spoke first: "I have some talent in poetry writing." She looked down at the crowd and said, "You can come up with questions as you like, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum are all fine."

  The eyes of all the female relatives lit up when they heard the words, and many who liked poetry showed anticipation. No matter what Su Qing's character was, the poems she wrote were really amazing.

  The little official from the Ministry of Rites nodded: "Well, in order to show fairness, one person can be randomly selected to write a question."

   After speaking, she turned to look at Shen Mingjiao: "I don't know what Princess Su plans to compare?"

  Shen Mingjiao smiled lightly: "I don't seem to have any talent to show off except for my face!"

  Everyone: "..." I can't see that you are quite self-aware.

   "So... let me compose poetry too!"

  Everyone: "..." Are you serious about competing in poetry with the most talented woman recognized by the Great Xia Kingdom?

   Rao Su Qing was a little confused for a while. She knew that Shen Mingjiao was very good at painting, but her goal was not to win or lose in the competition.

  While she was thinking about what kind of trick Shen Mingjiao was going to use, she saw that after Shen Mingjiao finished speaking, she pointed to Yunshu who was dressed as a maid behind her and said:

   "However, I'm not in good condition today, and I can't write poems, so let my servant girl do it for me!"

  Everyone was stunned again. It is a naked humiliation for a maid to compare poetry with the dignified princess!

   But that’s not enough. Tao Ping, who had washed and changed her clothes, came over and saw Yun Shu in a blink of an eye. She immediately changed her face, pointed at Yun Shu, and said sharply:

   "It's you, why are you here?"

  Her natal sister-in-law frowned and patted her on the shoulder, persuading her in a low voice: "There are so many people watching, let's talk about something when we go back..." Isn't it embarrassing enough?

  Tao Ping couldn't care about this, she gritted her teeth and said bitterly: "Do you know who she is? She is the flower girl who has been pestering Ji Lang before, a shameless and lowly whore!"

  Because she is the youngest girl in the family, she has been used to being shameless since she was a child, so she has no scruples on such an occasion.

  Everyone was in an uproar, and couldn't help raising their heads to look at Yun Shu who was standing beside Shen Mingjiao. At this glance, many people were taken aback by her face.

  Same type of bright appearance as Shen Mingjiao, but Shen Mingjiao has too much aura, and Yunshu deliberately restrained herself, so no one noticed before.

   Facing everyone's astonishing eyes, Yun Shu raised her head and confessed openly:

   "That's right, I used to be the number one of Jiangnan Qunfang Building. Although I didn't receive guests seriously, I was indeed a person who had been in the dust."

  Perhaps she has experienced too much, she never shy away from mentioning the years when she was a flower girl.

   It was not her wish to fall into prostitution, and she neither broke the law nor destroyed other people's families, so what is there to be ashamed of to make money with her own skills?

   Everyone gasped, and looked at Yun Shu with a hint of disdain.

  No matter at any time, prostitutes are disgusting existences, especially when they are all women,

  But because of Shen Mingjiao, they didn't dare to show it too obviously.

   After Yun Shu finished speaking, she walked up to Tao Ping, "But please forgive me for disagreeing with what this lady said." Her beautiful eyes were cold.

   "If it weren't for me, Madam would never have met Ji Wei, a talented Tanhua Lang. Because if it weren't for me, he would have starved to death on the street when he was kicked out of the house by the tribe."

  Tao Ping's eyes flashed, she obviously knew everything, but looking at Yun Shu's beautiful and charming face, she couldn't control the jealousy in her heart.

  He raised his hand and slapped Yun Shu on the face, "I'll kill you..."

  Before she dropped her hand, she was lightly held back by a fan. She raised her head angrily, and met a pair of beautiful eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling:

   "It seems that you really don't want this tongue?"

  Thinking of the feeling of the sharp blade brushing her mouth just now, Tao Ping's body trembled instinctively.

  Shen Mingjiao threw away the fan, turned around impatiently, pointed at Yunshu and said to Su Qing: "If you want to compare, hurry up."

  Su Qing stared at her coldly: "Do you think it's appropriate for me to ask a princess of a country to compete in poetry with a prostitute?"

  Everyone also felt that Shen Mingjiao was too much. No matter who wins or loses in the end, it would be a shame to Su Qing.

  Shen Mingjiao shrugged indifferently: "If you don't want to compare, you will be defeated, then continue to vote!" After finishing speaking, she seemed to get up and leave.

  Everyone thought that Su Qing would refuse with a cold face. After all, no one with the best temper could bear such humiliation, but it was unexpected. Su Qing only hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and nodded: "Okay, I promise."

  She did these things with only one ultimate goal, and that was to prevent Jing and Di from killing her easily.

   Now something has changed, the plan has changed. She could only find another way.

  When she went to Fengming Palace yesterday, she overheard the queen mentioning that the border seems to be not peaceful recently, and if there is another war, the national treasury may be a little tight. I don't know how much the soldiers' salaries of the Great Xia Kingdom will increase every year...

  When she heard the news at the time, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she thought of a policy of a certain dynasty in the history of high school about border guards increasing income and reducing expenditure. I remember that at that time, the teacher gave two lectures as compulsory knowledge.

  And because her father is a professor of ancient Chinese, he has always been very close to her history, so she can remember so clearly.

  She proposed that the poetry competition is fake, but she actually wanted to draw this topic through poetry, and then tried to get people to pass the news to Jing and Di.

Since both sides had to compare poems, the ceremonial official in charge of the selection suggested that the literate women present write their own questions, and then write the topics they wanted to do on paper, and then put all the papers together, and Su Qing and Yun Shu stepped forward to draw questions, repeating the cycle until one of them couldn't do it and gave up.

   Neither party has any objections. Su Qing, who has memorized all kinds of poems in China for five thousand years, has absolute confidence in writing poems. Besides, Yun Shu, a flower girl who has not received any orthodox education, even if she is a bit talented, it is absolutely impossible to surpass her.

  Su Qing stepped forward first, took out a note, opened it, and on it was written the word "Pear Blossom" crookedly.

  Su Qingxiao became more confident and calm. Sure enough, these boudoir girls who have never seen anything in the world can at most think of flowers and plants.

   Throughout the five thousand years of China, there are many classic poems about peach blossoms and pear blossoms.

   Followed by Yun Shu, her luck is obviously much worse than Su Qing, the one who got the "well",

   I don't know who came up with the question, even though everyone present didn't have a good impression of Yun Shu, they all sympathized with her at the moment.

  After half a quarter of an hour, Su Qing raised his head and slowly pursed his lips:

   "Fengqian wants to persuade Chunguang to live, and Chun is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city.

   Did not fall with the flow of flowers beside the water, and become flocs floating on the mud.

  In the mirror, the stars have been mistaken, and people live up to Chunchun's conceit.

  Dream back people are far away and worry, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms. "

  After she finished reading, the scene was silent for a moment, and then there was continuous applause. Even many ordinary women who are illiterate in writing feel that her poems are excellent.

  For a moment, everyone looked at Su Qing with extreme reverence.

   To everyone's surprise, Yun Shu also made it. Although it is not as amazing as this song, it is still very good. The ladies in the front row who usually love to study poetry said directly after listening that Yun Shu's poems were very spiritual, but it was a pity that they met Su Qing.

  Su Qing was a little surprised, but at the same time raised his vigilance a little.

  The next thing Su Qing drew was "Peach Blossom", and Yun Shu drew "Pine and Cypress".

  Su Qing stayed on Yunshu's note for a moment longer, and looked back with some regret.

  She doesn't memorize many poems about the bitter cold in the border, but one of the poems she knows just mentions "pine and cypress". As long as she draws a poem with the theme of "pine and cypress" and recites this poem, she can take advantage of the situation to mention the bitter cold in the frontier, and then she will tell the solution in front of these people. Now the food and pay of the soldiers at the border is tight.

  The reason why they didn't talk directly to Jing and Di was because Jing and Di couldn't deal with her arbitrarily unless everyone knew that she came up with this idea.

  But it doesn’t matter, the same sentence, these ancient women here have limited knowledge, and the topics they come up with are basically the same. As long as you try a few times, you can always draw "pine and cypress".

"Recipe, Shining.

  The son of Yugui is suitable for his family.

   There is a time when peaches are young.

  The son of Yugui is suitable for his family.

  Peach's yaoyao, its Ye Zhenzhen.

  The son Yugui is suitable for his family. "

   This time, everyone was even more amazed. I just feel that Su Qing is really the most amazing woman in the ages, such a well-known and vivid poem. Open your mouth and come.

  Even Shen Mingjiao was amazed by this poem. She was a little curious about what the world Su Qing and Shen Mingyan lived in was like?

  Yun Shu also immediately read out her poems, although she wrote very well, but with Su Qingzhuyu in front, everyone felt it was not so amazing.

   Next, five or six times in a row, all Su Qing drew were "Peach Blossom" and "Pear Blossom".

  Up to now, although her face is still calm, fine sweat is unconsciously forming on her forehead.

   No matter how many ancient poems she has memorized, it is not inexhaustible. Not to mention the poems that revolve around the same title continuously. And Yunshu actually drew "pine and cypress" three times in a row, which made her secretly unwilling, and at the same time dispelled the suspicion of someone playing tricks.

   "A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, lovely deep red loves light red. The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the frivolous peach blossoms flow..."

   "Peach blossoms bloom first when the spring is warm, and no one will not see the beauty. Once the flowers wither, the color fades, the sound is perfect, and people are gone. The east wind is ruthless. The flowers are broken, and the scenery is changed, and there is nothing but lamentation. The beauty is withered, and the joys and sorrows of life and death are written..."

  After reading, she breathed a sigh of relief. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, stretched out my hand and took out a note, but when I opened it, it said "Pear Blossom" again

  Her face contorted for a moment, but at this point, she couldn't get off the tiger, so she had to rack her brains to think of the poems corresponding to Pear Blossom.

   So she naturally didn't notice that after she finished reading the first two poems, the women who were good at poetry and prose sitting in the front row were stunned for a while. Then it seems to react to what? His eyes were full of disbelief and collapse.

  Seeing that Yun Shu easily finished another poem, she panicked and blurted out:

   "The north wind blows the ground and the grass breaks, and Hu Tian blows snow in August.

  Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of pear trees bloom, "

   I didn’t realize it until I finished reading it. Is there something wrong?

   Then it occurred to me that there were all women present, and most of them didn't even know the words. Even if something goes wrong with her, no one should be able to find out.

  She took another deep breath, reaching out to pull out the paper. Suddenly there was an annoying soft girl in my ear: "Wait a minute."

  For some reason, Su Qing felt more and more uneasy, and she turned around with a cold face:

   "What? Princess Su can't afford to lose, and wants to deny it."

  Shen Mingjiao stood up with a full smile: "The eldest nephew and daughter-in-law are joking, why should I deny the fact that I'm sure of winning?"

  She came over. But he smiled and asked: "Didn't you find that there is something wrong with the poem you just read?

  The north wind blows the ground and the grass breaks, and Hu Tian is snowing in August.

  Suddenly like a night of spring breeze, thousands of pear trees bloom,

  It is indeed a good poem. It's just... Although I'm not very good at writing poems, I can read that this poem is not about pear blossoms, but snowflakes! "

   After speaking, she looked at her with a smile that was not a smile: "As the most talented woman in the Great Xia Kingdom, you have written so many good poems, you can't even distinguish this simple artistic conception!"

   With a "boom", Su Qing's brain suddenly exploded, and he finally realized where the sense of disobedience in his heart came from.

  This poem must be learned in junior high school. I remember the teacher said it many times at that time. It is said that this poem is definitely not about pear blossoms, but snowflakes as a metaphor.

  (end of this chapter)