When the food was almost over, Mrs. Xiao San ordered someone to remove the remnants of the table, re-serve tea and sweet soup, seasonal fresh fruits, and all kinds of exquisite candied fruits, and ordered people to put several bottles of chrysanthemums in the bottles, and the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone had already been prepared.

Everyone drank tea, ate some fruit with silver forks, and after a while they laughed and began to compose poems.

Mrs. Xiao ordered someone to take the three colored heads that had been prepared in advance.

The head is equipped with a three-inch high jade pen holder, in the shape of a bamboo joint, crystal clear, luster and warm, embossed with two clusters of bamboo leaves, very elegant, and a look is worth a lot.

The second and third names are each a Hetian white jade seal, about two inches high, and the cut surface is square. The jade is warm and free of impurities, and it is also a good thing.

Everyone laughed and praised them, and they all said that these three things were excellent and elegant.

When it comes to poetry, the ladies naturally don't do it - the opportunity should be reserved for the girls who show their talents, have a good reputation, and talk about a good family.

In the past, young ladies did not do it.

But today is different, it's not good that other young ladies don't do it, just ask Qiao Xiaoru to do it. Therefore, today there are three talented young ladies who are also doing it.

Of course, they don't need to be as nervous as the girls, they just respond to the situation casually, to put it bluntly, they are studying with the prince.

Everyone laughed and humbled once, and Mrs. Xiao San ordered someone to light up the sweet fragrance of dreams, and everyone began to write.

Yes, you don't have to think about it at all, you can just put it to paper.

Because of the self-appreciating chrysanthemums, there has been enough time for them to think silently in their hearts.

Only a few people are still thinking because they are not very satisfied with the silent deliberation in their hearts, trying to suddenly open up at the last critical moment.

Qiao Xiaoru has also thought about it, think about it or use the Dream of Red Mansions, because her parents like it, she has been used to reading Dream of Red Mansions since she was a child, and she doesn't dare to say that she remembers every poem in it, but she also remembers most of it. Not to mention such a famous chrysanthemum poem.

Seeing Qiao Xiaoru holding a pen and dipping it in ink, without hesitation, he paused and waved on the paper, and everyone was surprised again.

A few ladies, you look at me, I look at you, each of them is surprised, and they have to start to re-examine her, and have to reconsider their attitude towards her.

At least as I can see today, so far, this Young Lady Lu has not been rude or disrespectful.

In all fairness, her performance can be called good.

Everyone knew that Mrs. Xiao San wanted to make her ugly today so that she could be angry with her daughter, and Mrs. Xiao San did the same.

The exclusion and various ridicule at the beginning, as well as the blatant ridicule of the white lady in the Changchun Hou Mansion, even if they were to face it, they might not do better than her.

And if it is their daughter and daughter-in-law to face it, they are afraid that they will lose their temper, and even cry in annoyance.

Then appreciating chrysanthemums, then eating crabs, those few snacks and snacks that were quietly placed in front of her, they understood Mrs. Xiaosan's intentions after two more glances, and secretly waited in their hearts to see her ugly and happy.

Who knew that there was not.

Now when she writes poetry, if she is not pretending, she has real talent and learning.

It's just pretending, if it's a real talent - this woman, it's not easy!

The eldest princess of Ruyi doesn't like her now, and it's hard to guarantee that she won't like her in the future, but how much her husband loves and maintains her, although they have only been in Beijing for a few days, but they have already spread all over the capital, who doesn't know?

Besides, even if the eldest princess Ruyi still doesn't like her, she will maintain the face of the eldest princess's mansion and will never allow outsiders to bully her daughter-in-law too much.

So, why do you have to make a grudge against her?

Fu Yuan's chrysanthemum poem was made two days ago, and he wanted to win the championship in one fell swoop today, so as to save some reputation.

At this time, seeing Qiao Xiaoru actually looked confident, Fu Yuan hated it in her heart, and secretly gritted her teeth: This slut is also worthy of poetry? Can she read and write?

She didn't know that Qiao Xiaoru not only knew how to read, but also knew only more words than her, not less than her.

His heart was full of resentment, his hand shook, and a drop of ink fell on the snow-white paper.

Fu Yuan was immediately upset, crumpled the paper into a ball, threw it away, and re-wrote.

This time, he didn't dare to be distracted to look at Qiao Xiaoru.

Qiao Xiaoru wrote it quickly, and when the ink was dry, she ordered Mama Xun to hand it to the maid who received the manuscript.

Mama Xun hurriedly took it respectfully, and treated Qiao Xiaoru's attitude with more respect than before.

It is said that the time she has been serving by Qiao Xiaoru's side is not short, and the unhappiness and prejudice in her heart have gradually dissipated, and she feels that this young lady is also worthy of serving herself.

There is also a little moon that is very painful, and Mama Xun can't help but regard her mother and daughter as her real master.

Today's goodbye young lady is not only smart and capable, but also can write poems - although she is not a Chinese expert, she has also experienced, I don't know how many poems made by the boudoir lady, the young lady, no worse than people wherever it is placed.

The shock in Mama Xun's heart was no less than that of the ladies and ladies present, and she was convinced!

As soon as the poems of the young ladies and young ladies were collected, several ladies looked at them in their hands, smiling and praising while reading them, but everyone was a little patient and couldn't wait to see what Qiao Xiaoru did.

The lady who held it in her hand first looked at the people next to her, and the faces of several people were stiff, and they couldn't help but glance at Qiao Xiaoru, with complicated feelings, shock, and disbelief.

This aroused the curiosity of those who didn't see it, and said with a smile: "Finished reading?" Let's swap! "Brought it.

After seeing the same thing, my eyes are complicated and my mood is complicated.

"The scoundrel poet invades in the dawn, and the sound of self-sinking around the fence stone. Milli Duan Yunxiu wrote in the frost, and he groaned to the moon with a mouthful of incense. The paper is full of self-pity and resentment, who will solve the autumn heart? After Tao Lingpingzhang, the eternal high wind said to the present. ”

In terms of pattern alone, this one is much higher than those that are either gorgeous, or self-inflicted.

The ladies know it in their hearts, but they are afraid that no one can surpass this young lady Lu.

Mrs. Xiao San still wants to give people a big embarrassing joke today, which is good......

Stealing chickens doesn't make you lose rice.

After today, I am afraid that it is Mrs. Xiao San who makes people see the joke.

Fu Yuan also wrote it at this time, and the other girls also handed in the poems one after another.

Seeing the expressions of the ladies, Fu Yuan secretly gritted her teeth, feeling a little uneasy inexplicably, I don't know which one did it, and they were so moved****** I don't know if I can win the championship today......

Mrs. Xiao San also "chuckled" in her heart, got up and walked over with a smile, and said with a smile in her mouth: "How many sisters can see a masterpiece?" Let me see! ”

After taking the manuscript of the poem from the hand of a lady, and only looking at the name at the top, Mrs. Xiaosan's heart sank.