Queen Flower

Jiang Lan watched a scene and secretly speculated that it seemed that the eldest princess liked Yan Zhan very much, but it seemed that Luo Hua was intentional and flowing water was ruthless.

The queen looked at Yan Zhan, who was sitting next to her, and was a little disdainful, but a martial artist, even if he looks good, he is still a martial artist. I don't know why the princess of this family just fell in love with him. He was fascinated by a village woman, swept away the royal face, and was ridiculed by everyone. What kind of fairy, what kind of monster in the world, what kind of beauty, if it is such a fairy, it can still be left to Yan Zhan to find out, and it has already been obtained by the Sima Jin brothers. However, based on her own interests, Yan Zhan is most in line with her mind.

The concubine on Sima Jin's right suddenly said, "Your Majesty, I heard that this year's Tanhua Lang is extraordinary. I don't know if you will come today?"

Sima Jin nodded, "What Concubine Lian Gui said is very true, Jinke Tanhualang really looks like a fairy, is Jiang Aiqing there?"

Jiang Lan only felt that the dark clouds above her head were covering the top of her head, and the thunder and lightning hit the top of her head.

She bit her head and stood up, knelt down before the banquet and saluted, "Long live my emperor, Jiang Lan will obey." She lowered her head, wishing to bury her face in the mud.

"Aiqing is flat, so don't be rigid." Sima Jin looked at Jiang Lan who had started, with admiration in his eyes. This is called the beauty of the gods. Seeing her tall and straight, with a moderate stature, eyes like the bright moon, color like spring flowers, and bright appearance, she is better than countless beauties. Even if he read all the flowers, he was still one flower away. He stroked his forehead and sighed, how could he be a man, but unfortunately he is not as good as Long Yang.

Most of the officials had seen her, so their eyes were calm. It was the first time for the concubines to see her. Naturally, their eyes were sharp. The man, as expected, is the newest beauty in China.

Everyone was looking at her. Jiang Lan felt like a monkey in a zoo, a freak. It's just that she consciously wears a pale green robe, like a green **** flower. Even his face turned green.

Everyone was silent, and all kinds of eyes were cast on her, especially the one that was like Lian around her, as hot as charcoal fire, she secretly raised her eyes. It was Yan Zhan.

He was holding a wine glass in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on her, as if to stare out a hole in her. The eyes of the two met, as if sparks were blooming, Jiang Lan beat a drum in her heart, and quickly turned her head away. When I saw Sima Jin's admiration, the queen was relieved, and the concubines admired. The ministers were jealous, the eldest princess Sima Rong looked at her without blinking.

It's really uncomfortable, Jiang Lan shouted in his heart, forgive me.

"Sure enough, he is a talented person." The Queen glanced at Sima Rong and smiled lightly. "Congratulations to the emperor for getting the minister of the humerus again."

Sima Jin waved her to step back, and everyone withdrew their burning gazes. Jiang Lan returned to his original position and sat down, his palms sweating, and he finally passed another level.

Concubine Liangui's brows turned tactfully, and she turned half of her face to the side, she was infinitely tender, "Your Majesty, the concubines and concubines have come to admire the talented and literati. I wonder if these champions will be able to show everyone their talents."

"Haha, what the imperial concubine said is very true. Jin Xuezi is naturally talented in writing. Such a good time is a good time to recite poetry." Sima Jin agreed, and his eyes swept to Jiang Lan who was sitting at the end of the table.

Jiang Lan's heart was shocked, and she knew that this Tanhua Lang was not a good candidate, and she had to show her real skills at critical moments, but does she have real skills? Will her truth be exposed in a while, and the emperor will be beheaded immediately after angering the emperor?

Concubine Lian Gui raised her eyes and looked around, then glanced at Jiang Lan and smiled slightly, "I think it's better to write a poem on the theme of the night banquet. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

The empress on one side's face became unswerving, even a noble concubine should not be so arrogant, treating her as nothing. She slowly took over the topic, "The scope of the night banquet is too broad, why don't you use the moon as the title, and the poems are not limited, what does the emperor think?"

Sima Jin stroked the queen's arm, "Just follow the queen's wishes, be the champion, and show off your talents."

Everyone's eyes are on the three of them, there is envy and jealousy, what a great opportunity to show talent in front of the emperor, get attention and recognition, and then have the possibility to continue to develop in the future, it is more effective than hiding on the side and struggling . Of course, there are also people who show disdain. It is natural to gain the emperor's favor, but if you accidentally offend the emperor, you will not be able to eat and walk away. This kind of writing poetry on the spot, it is easy to make a taboo without thinking about it, and if it is true, it is completely irreversible.

Jiang Lan's heart really exploded, writing poetry, writing poetry, what kind of noble concubine, if you want to fight for favor, why do you keep dragging the old lady, the old lady was hurt by you this time? Taking the moon as a poem, is it necessary to recite Jing Ye Si? How come this is.

So it is said that it is a mule or a horse, just pull it out for a walk and you will know. She is neither a mule nor a horse, she is a donkey, a scumbag.

Zhuang Yuan Lang had finished reciting the poem, and then looked at her expectantly. After Wu Tong finished, it was her responsibility. It was really hard to catch a duck on the shelf.

Jiang Lan lowered her head and thought hard, saying that it is best for time-travelling women not to sing poetry and dance, either by stealing cultural treasures to deceive the world and stealing their names, or by making a fool of themselves in ancient times, Xiaoxi, have you kept up with the trend? what.

Jiang Lan bit the bullet and stood up, looked up at the moon, and pretended to be deep. Under the moonlight, she clasped her hands behind her back, leisurely, with the trees facing the wind. Who knew that there was already a war going on in her mind. She really is an actor who performs well on the spot, even if her stomach is empty of ink, she plays a romantic talent well. She lowered her eyes and wanted to miss Jing Ye, when she suddenly saw a small dish on the table, red in color and square in shape, very similar to Dongpo Pork.

As a foodie, it doesn't matter if you can't remember the poems, why can't you remember the food? Because of the food, I also remember Su Dongpo, a poet whose name is related to braised pork.

That's right, doesn't Su Dongpo have a poem? It's said to be a collection of sunflowers and necessary poems. How could she forget it? Sure enough, she is a science student who has a headache when she sees the language. For a moment, she was calm, raised her head and began to chant, "When will the moon be..."

Poetry is naturally good poetry, can't it? Is it bad to put it in a language textbook for people to recite? Can't it be passed down through the ages? Jiang Lan thanked Su Shi a hundred times in his heart, and thanked the middle school Chinese teacher a hundred times. They saved Jiang Lan's life.

Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at Jiang Lan, and they appreciated it after savoring it carefully. Tanhua Lang was not only beautiful, but he was indeed elegant in his literary style. Sima Rong's eyes finally stopped staring at Yan Zhan. Shutting back and forth between Zhan, Jiang Lan's eyes began to blur. The gentle and beautiful boy full of talents has been a girl killer since ancient times.

"This is to hold a banquet for General Yan, and you don't have to be restrained." Sima Jin raised the glass, and all the officials drank together.

The banquet finally started, the silks and bamboos were extravagant, the beauties were like clouds, the singing and dancing were peaceful, and the wine was full of wine.

Jiang Lan just dipped a little and put down the glass. This occasion is really not suitable for her. She is a person who has no alcohol capacity. She is even more afraid of being drunk and having an accident. After drinking and staring at her, there was no rude behavior.

Halfway through the banquet, the emperor and his concubines left the table, allowing the officials to relax.

The officials were all relieved. Without the emperor's banquet, it was called a banquet. Otherwise, who would dare to be presumptuous if the emperor was present? He didn't dare to say a word, and he didn't dare to take a sip of wine. After all, no one wanted to offend the emperor by eating a meal. However, women are not allowed to read too much. The women in the palace are the emperor's concubines.

Sima Rong walked at the end. She was slender and her waist swayed like Liu Fufeng, which was very charming. She kept looking at Yan Zhan, but Yan Zhan just looked at the wine glass in her hand without raising her eyes. Sima Rong was sad and resentful. When she came to Jiang Lan's side, her eyes were still sharp, which shocked Jiang Lan. Women are not easy to mess with, and women with tough backgrounds are even more difficult to deal with. Jiang Lan quickly put on a kind smile. , it's better not to offend this aunt.

Sima Rong received Jiang Lan's kind smile, her face returned to calm, she nodded slightly at Jiang Lan, and then left.

The emperor left, as if he had unloaded a heavy burden, the officials bowed their waists, and their eyes began to wander.

Jiang Lan asked Liu Jun: "The emperor has left, can we also leave the table?"

Liu Jun was slightly surprised, "Although the emperor is gone, the banquet continues. This is a good time for everyone to learn from each other. Which official would you not take the opportunity to get acquainted with?"

Jiang Lan lowered her head. Of course, she knew that such an opportunity would come in a lifetime. Isn't she a Tanhualang just to get close to the officials of the imperial city? However, this approach is not so easy, the first thing to do is to drink, how can she be this material. "I don't know how to drink, so I don't know how to get acquainted." Jiang Lan honestly admitted that she was too frightened today, she just wanted to slip away and start work when she was mentally prepared.

Just as he was talking, Jiang Lan's eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a tall figure in a purple robe. The man left his seat, walked towards the last seat, his footsteps were steady and strong, and then he stood in front of Jiang Lan's desk.

Holding a wine glass in his hand, he stood up straight, but his head was slightly lowered.

Everyone looked at them. Yan Zhan was the protagonist of this banquet. He didn't wait for everyone to go up to toast, but he actually stood in front of Xinke Tan Hualang. This is really strange. You know, Yan Zhan, although he has never He doesn't do bad things, but he doesn't get too close to the literati, especially with the Prime Minister Xia Henqiu. Everyone knows that the two are at odds with each other. No one knows the reason. Now he actually took the initiative to approach Tanhua Lang. This Tanhua Lang is indescribably good-looking. Coupled with the rumors of Yan Zhan's beauty, everyone started watching the play silently with some idea.