"Prince" Concubine Feng looked at Murong Xiao angrily. This woman, does she still have any rules? She actually ignored the existence of the prince and herself.
Murong Xiao coughed twice, and her aggrieved and tearful eyes just now felt like they had stabbed the softest part of her heart. This woman, damn it!
"My lord, are you going to chase me?" Upon seeing this, the guard Zhao Chen cupped his fists and bowed and asked. He naturally knew that what he was asking was nonsense. The prince has always been very strict with the people around him. He can be so rude, but the prince is not at all.
Come on, this girl Wan'er is really a strange flower.
"Forget it, leave her alone." Murong Xiao looked at Qin Wan'er's back and spat out these words lightly.
"Your Majesty!" Concubine Feng was still unwilling to give in, and said with a coquettish expression. This was something Murong Xiao had always done.
But Murong Xiao didn't even look back. He stood there for a long time, and his tone suddenly turned cold, "That's enough. Allowing you to cause trouble in the palace does not mean that you are allowed to ignore me. This matter ends here."
Seeing Murong Xiao's attitude, Concubine Feng felt extremely angry. But judging from Murong Xiao's tone, she didn't dare to go too far. Her eyebrows were curved, but her face already had a ferocious expression. Qin Wan'er, don't get into my hands.
Murong Xiao took a group of personal guards and left without mentioning
After running out of the palace aimlessly, Qin Wan'er just wanted to cry out the grievances in her heart. The loneliness in this strange world seemed like a huge stone that had been suppressed in her heart for a long time. At this moment, she finally had a place to pour out.
But on the streets of Beijing, people were coming and going, but they could only let the tears that were about to flow out of their eyes circle and swallow them alive, walking alone on the streets.
"Go and have a look, it's about to start." A man with a plain gold crown pushed the people around him, looking like he was in a hurry.
Only then did Qin Wan'er notice the crowd of people around her, and hurriedly pulled over a man dressed as a scholar and asked, "What's going on? Why are you all in such a hurry?"
The man was about to join in the fun when he was suddenly pulled by Qin Wan'er. He looked at Qin Wan'er disdainfully and said impatiently: "It's the annual poetry competition in the capital. If you don't go to see it, I'm still in a hurry."
"After saying that, he broke free from Qin Wan'er's hands and hurried forward.
Qin Wan'er then remembered that Murong Xiao had introduced her to her when she first came to the capital. The grand examination in this court was held once a year, and when candidates from all over the country came to the capital for the examination, they all liked to compete in literary talent competitions.
, slowly evolved into today’s poetry contest
Zuo Zuo had a falling out with Murong Xiao today. He was bored for a while, so he decided to join in the fun. Qin Wan'er also started to move towards the place where there were crowds of people.
In the most prosperous area of Dashilar in Beijing, an open space was opened and a high platform was built. Many students heard the news and came to the poetry contest. Everyone worked hard. If they won the first prize, in addition to getting rich money, more importantly
Being famous will be of great benefit to your career in the imperial examination.
Before it even started, some frivolous people were already eager to give it a try. Qin Waner stood among them, smiling and shaking her head, as if watching the fun.
"Bang" the gongs and drums sounded, and a group of people dressed as Confucian scholars walked out from behind the high platform. Judging from the age, they were almost seventy years old.