MTL - The Devious First-Daughter-Chapter 661 Lottery, who is the main
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The banquet has already begun, but unlike the general banquet, only some fresh melons and vegetables are prepared, and some light and sweet fruit wines are available for drinking, all of which are light.
An ankle ring is holding a bamboo tag, not a big one, but each one is polished and smooth, and it is also ingeniously carved into various flower shapes, which is very beautiful.
Of course, this bamboo stick was first brought to the front of Ningxue, and the hand of the ring was raised high, respectfully squatting in front of Ning Xueyan, waiting for her first lottery, that is to say, regardless of Ning Xueyan today. Have you prepared any programs, this first sign has been drawn, whether she is happy or not, always have to perform.
This is a seemingly respectful, but actually, it is necessary to let Ning Xueyan perform once.
However, Ning Xueyan also expected that Wu Yao would inevitably come up with a way to make himself unable to refuse, let himself perform, with the previous piano to make a stack, in fact, guessed.
Therefore, I saw the signing ring on the ring, smiled slightly, stretched out my hand, and randomly took a plum blossom sign. Linglong took it for her. I looked at the number below and reported: "Ten"
Before and after, there are at least dozens of people present here, and the number of Ning Xueyan is quite good.
The ring retreated and handed it to the Muling County Lord, Yamoqin, and other singers, as well as several young ladies.
Now, some of them are young, and those who have years old will not come to join in the fun, and like their age, this reputation has been useless.
This ring is a place for performances. This ring goes down, and some other rings come up. Everyone holds a tray in their hands. There is a pen and a stack of white paper in the tray. This is For the meeting, write poetry.
There are also some good shows, and they brought paper and ink over, so they did not choose Wu Yao for them.
The trays of ink and ink are placed in front of each other respectfully, and the rings are retreating to the side, waiting for them to write down the poems.
Ning Xueyan took over the pen and ink that Lan Ning had handed over, and looked at it from the left and right. Whether it was the Muling County owner on the left or the Yamoqin on the right, it seemed that she did not pay attention to her, so that she was here. It seems very quiet.
There are a few well-known ladies whispering to each other. It seems that they are discussing something. Wu Yao has left this time and is not in the position. It seems that everyone has forgotten selectively. The Prince’s Highness, when I haven’t read the book, and it’s still a problem to write poetry.
If this can be written as a poem, it is certainly respected by people at such a banquet, but if it is not written? That is simply ugly.
Ning Xueyan looked a little at the left and right, and then dropped the pen. Although the Muling County owner did not see what Ning Xueyan wrote, but looking at her, it seems that there is a poem in the belly, can not help but ridicule in the heart. One sentence: "Pretend."
In the case of protecting the country's Houfu, she also inquired clearly this time. In front of the prince, this is a typical figure who does not learn to behave. She has been following her own mother since childhood, and she has lived in a semi-imprisoned life. The person teaches her to learn poetry and vocabulary, not to mention the quality of the poem, and what kind of words can be written in a while.
Just a little light, it is enough to make Ning Xueyan famous.
The people who came here are all famous geniuses and talented people. These people are not high-ranking, but they are the most able to tell the truth. When they see Ning Xueyan’s poems, they will inevitably lose her name. I won't give her any face because she is a prince.
The true face of this prince who doesn't learn nothing, will be torn apart a little bit.
Ning Xueyan’s poems were waved, but after they were finished, they were not handed over to the ring that was waiting on the side. Instead, they handed the paper to Linglong, and Linglong stretched out his hand, took the paper, and carefully folded it. Very, this folded part happens to block the two sides of the two sides and has been secretly paying attention to the sight of Ning Xueyan.
When the attention of these two people was not on her, the exquisite hands and feet quickly folded another piece of paper and the paper written by Ning Xueyan.
Looking from the outside, it seems to be just a piece of paper, but turning it out is actually two pieces of paper, two poems...
Muling County and Yamoqin stunned together and turned their heads. When they thought about it, they waved each other, like they were trained to show a poem from an early age. difficult.
Even if it doesn't necessarily come out, at least some of them are still there.
The other ankle rings were taken back from the paper. Only the ring of Ningxueyan was still waiting, and the identity of Ning Xueyan was unusual. She did not say anything, and she did not dare to say anything. This will still hold the tray and wait there.
"Prince, are you finished?" Muling County had finished cleaning up at this time, and turned his head to smile, facing the Ningxue flue.
"Write it." Ning Xueyan smiled and nodded.
"Since the writing is over, why not let the ring go down?" Muling County asked the stranger.
"I don't write very well, I can't take it for a while." Ning Xueyan explained softly.
"But if the Prince is not taking it out, they can't comment on it. It is always the first guest of the Prince. The first thing I should look at is the masterpiece of the Prince. We are just the green leaves of the Prince." He has." Yamoqin couldn't help but laugh at one side.
Then I looked at the Muling County Master and glanced at it.
In their view, Ning Xueyan clearly can't produce any good poems, but just graffiti some casually, it must be a mess, Ning Xueyan is embarrassed to take out, so this will be Yamoqin Forced Ning Xueyan to take the poem.
It means that Ning Xueyan's poems are not taken out, and others can't judge them.
Ning Xueyan looked like a helpless nod, let Linglong put the paintings in the tray of the ring, picking up the ring, hurriedly catch up with the big troops, go to the men's mat, let those who know As a judge, they acted as judges of today's banquet and played an important role in telling the truth.
The poems were handed over and put together, and several people stood together for evaluation.
In fact, the woman's show, although basically everything, but the four stables are not out of the box, and even a few words on the word, have let the people of insight shake their heads.
In particular, there is a poem that not only looks like a whole, but is also extremely uncoordinated, and it is also very popular to think that there is nothing to learn.
Such a word, such a poem, let everyone who sees shake their heads, and even secretly guess, which is the young lady who wrote this poem, how to write it like this, how can he still get it?
Actually, I also have a face to participate in such a banquet. I really don’t know how long I am, or I still look down on myself and deliberately provoke myself!
Thus, this poem was deliberately taken to the side.
When I came to the banquet, I heard Mrs. Wu Yao say that there are several young ladies who are not learning to learn. They must take part in such a banquet, and even force Mrs. Wu Yao, Mrs. Wu Yao. I have to post a message and ask them to come.
Those celebrities are incomprehensible. Obviously, this poem in front of them is one of these ladies. If they don’t commit it in their hands, now that they have all committed their hands, the celebrities feel that they are I don't have to be polite. I don't want to give the shameless lady a piece of money. They are not the famous celebrities.
The pillars in the clear stream.
Then they saw a poem, a very fresh poem, such a poem, let them solve the stagnation of the talent, there is a hot day, drink a cold feeling full of ice water, the whole person from the heart Exudes a comfort.
Needless to say, such a poem immediately won the approval of all people. The woman who feels that she can write such a poem is a well-deserved talented woman. It is the real family scholar and the famous woman.
The plum blossoms on the top of the table made a few famous ladies, nodding their heads and admiring them.
After reading it a few times, I felt more and more profound and tasteful.
The poems were quickly judged. The three celebrities represented the other celebrities. Under the guidance of Mrs. Wu Yao, they came over to the women's side and told the results of the evaluation to everyone present.
"There is a poem here. I don't know who wrote it. The whole poem, if I didn't see it with my own eyes, I thought it was the graffiti of the big ring, not only the words were written, but the poems were even more straightforward. Can such a poem be called poetry? I have never seen a woman who has written such a vulgar poem. I don’t know which of the young ladies who have not read the book wrote?"
A celebrity is a celebrity, an opening, not afraid of offending people, his eyes sweeping from the face of the crowds, without a trace of waves, there is a kind of unselfish look.
"I haven't read the book? Who has read the book here? It's a shame. If you really can't, you can say it, why do you have to write such a shameful poem, even we will follow I’m shameful.” There are a few young ladies who don’t know who the celebrity is talking about, but because of the words of the celebrity, there seems to be a suspicion of sweeping a large piece.
So I asked each other one by one.
But the results of the question, everyone who has read a few years of books, especially the ladies who attended today, all of them are carefully cultivated at home, how can they not even write a word?
Under a few conversations, I don’t know who was the first to mention Ningxueyan, so all the eyes were suspected of falling on Ningxue’s body. They seemed to be very different from each other. I have talented knowledge, and everyone has exchanged ideas with each other before, and they have seen each other’s words. It’s really not that bad.
Of course, except for this prince, I heard that this prince was a little ignorant, and with his own mother, even a decent teacher did not.
If at this banquet, who is most likely to write such a bad word, then the bad poem, only the newly appointed Prince is paralyzed.