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Throwing bricks and attracting jade

Cheng Wei was very familiar with Cheng Yao. Looking at her pretending to be calm, she wished she had a brick on her hand and hit her hypocritical face with all her might.

In front of everyone, Cheng Yao was not afraid of the stage. She walked to the center of the venue and nodded to the palace maid standing on the sidelines.

Soon, a team of palace maids entered the field one after another, and soon two 10-meter-high white silk screens left the venue, leaving only a few people holding pens and ink, and two others stood on the sidelines with octagonal drums in hand.

Cheng Yao wore an eight-piece floor-drawing skirt embroidered with lake blue chrysanthemums today, making her skin look fair and her temperament stand out.

Standing in the center, she bowed gracefully and said softly: It’s all the empress who loves her, Xiao'er is showing off her ugly appearance here.

Cheng Yao has been one of the most popular people since entering the venue. She was the first to show off her talent. Everyone present was watching her intently, curious about what she wanted to perform. Even Cheng Wei was no exception, sitting upright to see what trouble she was going to make.

Cheng Yao smiled slightly, picked up a pen in each of her hands, and when the crisp drum sounded, her arms spread out and she danced gracefully.

She is very slim, and she spreads her arms and feet, and every twisting and twisting her waist is full of beauty.

However, many of the people present had dancers at home, and the singing and dancing skills they could enjoy were not low. Although Cheng Yao's performance was pleasing to the eye, he didn't care. The girl who was a little nervous even breathed a sigh of relief.

When they threw out bricks and attracted jade, they were afraid that the brick would perform too well and make the jade look dizzy later, so they did not dare to show their ugly appearance.

It was not until Cheng Yao leaned over and dipped her brush in her hand with ink that many people became surprised.

What is this to do

Cheng Yao quickly gave the answer.

While dancing, she approached the white silk screen. She raised her right hand and wrote a word. Then she turned around and naturally came to another white silk screen. She raised her left hand and wrote a word.

It turned out to be writing with both hands while dancing

This novel performance attracted everyone's attention, and later many people stood up unconsciously.

Concubine Hua smiled and didn't know what she said to the prince. The prince nodded and looked at Cheng Yao with a little gentle look.

This woman can always surprise him. But I don't know what she wrote

When the drum sound suddenly stopped, the last word on the white silk screen was written at the same time, Cheng Yao wrapped her arms around her chest and left in an elegant posture.

Go and move the two screens closer to see what Xiao'er wrote. As soon as Concubine Hua opened her mouth, she broke the silence of the whole place.

Several palace maids stood up with white silk screens and placed them in front of everyone.

Some people unconsciously recited it out loud: the autumn bushes surround the houses, like the Tao family, and the sun is gradually slanting around the fence. It is not that the flowers prefer chrysanthemums. There are no flowers when the flowers bloom.

The person who recites the poem was as infatuated as a demon, hurriedly looked at another screen, and then recited: Flowers bloom without blooming, and they were independent of sparse fences and still had a deep interest. I would rather hold the fragrance on the branches and die, so that I would never blow down the north wind.

Two white silk screens, two beautiful fonts, and two amazing poems about chrysanthemums.

Many people are already crazy and read two poems over and over again. Looking left and right, they don’t know which one is better.

The autumn bushes surround the houses are like the Tao family. The sun is getting more and more slanted by the fence. Tao, the wife of the Duke of Wei, mutters. Looking at the calm and indifferent girl on the sidelines, her heart suddenly feels a little shaken.

Her mother's family is one of the best scholarly families in Jiayang City. The famous scenery of the Tao Mansion is the famous chrysanthemums that bloom in autumn. It can be said that her entire childhood and girlhood were spent in the fragrance and colorful chrysanthemums.

Tao looked down on Cheng Yao, a concubine daughter, but at this moment, she, who was proud of her talent, had to admit that this woman's talent was indeed amazing, and the identity of the imperial concubine's adopted daughter was not bad.

As soon as Cheng Yao's two poems were released, the shock to everyone present was huge. After a while, no girl came out to show her talents. So Concubine Hua looked at Cheng Wei and said lightly: Xiaoer and Miss Cheng San are cousins. Since Xiaoer has performed, Miss Cheng San will show it.

Concubine Hua's proposal was understandable, and Cheng Wei still hated him until he was named.

How could she not hate it? The poem on the screen on the left is the same as the handwriting on the entrained object she found in the insole she gave to her second brother.

It's Cheng Yao indeed

She was angry and hated, why would she rather die by holding the fragrance on the branches? How could she have blown the north wind? Cheng Yao was declaring her nobleness? Is it a huge joke?

Wei'er. Han gently pushed Cheng Wei.

Fortunately, Cheng Wei is no longer the impulsive little girl at the time. She lets her intense emotions boil like oil, and can still hold her back to her heart. She stands up with all directions and walks to the field step by step.

After standing still, she turned around, looked at Concubine Hua calmly, and said aloud: Empress, the lady is stupid in her qualifications, and she dare not show off her ugly piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She wants to try to throw a pot.

In this kind of occasion, archery is not suitable. Throwing a pot is barely elegant, but a girl who chooses to perform this is really an alien.

The girls who had just come back from the shock covered their mouths and chuckled. Concubine Hua's expression twisted, but she nodded.

Cheng Wei's eyes naturally moved to Cheng Yao's face.

Cheng Yao's mouth raised slightly, revealing the winner's smile.

She was not surprised that Cheng Wei could choose to throw a pot. When she grew up together, how could she not know how much this sister is?

Throwing a pot is really a joke.

Cheng Wei withdrew his gaze and saw that the maids were ready. He took a blind arrow and seemed to be aiming, so he threw it out directly.

The friends present were shocked.

Handful after handful

This girl actually threw an arrow out. She had never seen a pot like this before. Fortunately, there was no one in that direction, otherwise she would have to worry about being scattered by the arrows of the celestial girl.

As the muffled sound of arrows hitting the bottom of the pot came, Cheng Wei bowed and bowed: Empress, the minister has finished displaying it.

This was done, many people blinked and looked at the long-necked and double-eared gilded pot, with no more or less, and nine arrows inserted steadily into it.

The audience was silent.

Their fright came and went quickly, and in the end they were speechless, let alone regaining the surging mood that was shocked by Cheng Yao's two poems.

In this way, the situation where no one of the girls dared to stand out was broken, and girls came on stage one after another, and the talent show continued smoothly.

Cheng Wei returned to his original position and sat down, raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Yao, who was sitting beside Concubine Hua.

The two of them looked at each other, and Cheng Wei bent his lips and smiled, raised his hand and pursed his hair.

Cheng Yao was stunned and instantly understood what Cheng Wei meant.

This must be a threat, it must be a threat

Cheng Wei withdrew his gaze and picked up a piece of chrysanthemum cake and ate it.

So how can she be so angry when she can write poetry? She threw an arrow out, but she still stabbed it tightly. To be continued.
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