115 Arrogant, you have the ability to pick the wrong
Gu Qiancheng couldn't refuse Gu Guifei's words, so he could only thank her and go on stage to perform...
Because of the injury on his leg, Gu Qiancheng walked very slowly, step by step... To outsiders, it looked like he was rushing to the execution platform. Even the emperor felt something was wrong.
"My beloved concubine?" The emperor asked with his eyes, what's going on?
Concubine Gu smiled happily: "Your Majesty, this child is timid and nervous."
The emperor was happy and laughed, and the others also laughed...
No one present is a human spirit. Originally, these people thought that Concubine Gu was trying to support her niece. Now look...
Something doesn't seem right?
People who know Gu Qiancheng well, such as Qin Yunchu, know very well that Gu Qiancheng is just a fool who can only see his face. He can't even read big characters. What kind of talent can he have?
I don't know if Concubine Gu wants to help her niece become famous, or if she wants to trick Gu Qiancheng.
No matter what, if there is a good show to watch, they can just watch the show...
The Feng family owed Gu Qiancheng a favor before, and Mrs. Feng, Feng Sijin's mother, was secretly worried about Gu Qiancheng.
Madam Feng wanted to help Gu Qiancheng, but the emperor's favorite concubine spoke up and acted as if she wanted to help her niece. If she objected, it would make people think that the Feng family and the Gu family were not dealing with each other and were against Concubine Gu.
Mrs. Feng could only pray secretly, hoping that Gu Qiancheng would not be too arrogant. Anyway, as long as Gu Qiancheng's performance was not too bad, and she applauded him, the rest of the people would not embarrass Gu Qiancheng for the sake of the Feng family.
Among the people present, the only ones who were optimistic about Gu Qiancheng were probably Qin Jiyan and Jing Yan. Qin Jiyan had suffered losses at the hands of Gu Qiancheng many times and knew that Gu Qiancheng was not simple, and Jing Yan?
It was purely because Gu Qiancheng was Wu Yun's daughter, and Jing Yan didn't believe what his adoptive father said that that gorgeous woman would have a daughter who was like a grassroots.
As for Gu Qiancheng?
She didn't take everyone's attention to heart at all, and walked to the stage. Gu Qiancheng abandoned the instrument, walked to the desk, and spread out the rice paper...
"Qiancheng, don't you play the piano?" Gu Guifei asked knowingly.
Gu Qiancheng stopped what he was doing and replied: "In my heart, no one can surpass my mother in piano skills, so I never play the piano." For this reason, no one will force her to play the piano in the future.
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"Then what talent do you want to perform?" Gu Guifei asked.
"Poetry."
"Qiancheng, a poem is a poem and a word is a word. Are you writing a poem or a poem?" Gu Guifei laughed again...
This fool even writes poems, but he probably doesn’t even know what poems are.
"Poems include both poems and lyrics. Don't be impatient, you will see it soon." Gu Qiancheng smiled back, this smile was full of provocation.
This time, Qin Jiyan smiled...
He knew that this woman was a little tiger. If she was angered, she would show her claws to anyone.
At that time, she knew that he was the emperor's eldest grandson, but he still dared to ask her to do things. How could this woman be so timid?
Gu Guifei was choked hard by Gu Qiancheng, and she couldn't get off the stage for a moment, but Gu Qiancheng ignored her at all and went to grind after replying...
At this time, everyone present was looking at Gu Qiancheng, wanting to see what amazing move this famous eldest lady of the Gu family would do today.
Although the emperor is impatient to wait, but for the sake of his beloved concubine, the emperor does not care to wait any longer...
If Concubine Gu knew about it, she would probably be so angry that she would vomit blood.
She didn't create opportunities for Gu Qiancheng to become famous, and she didn't want the emperor to value Gu Qiancheng because of her!
After the ink was finished, Gu Qiancheng took up the pen and put it into words under the expectation of everyone...
As soon as an expert takes action, they will know if there is one. Gu Qiancheng's handwriting is not very good, but her handwriting is very good.
Mrs. Wei's small regular script with hairpin flowers has beautiful comments like ice in a broken jade pot, moon in a broken Yaotai, as graceful as a tree, and as quiet as a breeze. The font is elegant and graceful, smooth and thin, and is most suitable for women to write.
The words are good, and the content is even more amazing. A poem, a poem about Chinese Valentine’s Day:
A magpie bridge stretched across the sky, and thousands of jade voices murmured through Lingling.
There are still guests who have been there for many years, and I am not as disappointed as the River Drum Star.
Look at the blue sky today during the Chinese Valentine's Day, the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are crossing the Magpie Bridge.
Every family begged for luck and looked at the autumn moon, wearing tens of thousands of red silk threads.
The little eunuch held it up and read loudly. As soon as he finished reading, before Mrs. Feng could speak, a woman who loved poetry took the lead and applauded: "Okay, what a poem."
Concubine Gu's face looked ugly, but it wasn't enough...
Gu Qiancheng writes very fast. After finishing a poem, he quickly changes the rice paper, picks up the pen, dips it in ink, and puts it down. He writes in one go, majestic and vaguely revealing the style of everyone.
This time it’s a word:
The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.
Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and I bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on the way home. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?
One poem and one word, exactly what Gu Qiancheng said before about poetry, and it also slapped Gu Guifei in the face, letting Gu Guifei see that Gu Qiancheng knew what poetry and lyrics were better than she did.
Everyone thought that two songs would be the limit, but no...
Gu Qiancheng wants to slap Concubine Gu hard in the face, but one poem will not be enough.
After finishing the last word, Gu Qiancheng laid out the paper again, and this time it was another poem, a poem that once again made people marvel.
At this moment, the people who wanted to see Gu Qiancheng's joke all had solemn expressions on their faces, and looked at Gu Qiancheng with a bit of weird eyes. And Gu Guifei?
She couldn't hold it any longer.
She was so angry that she almost exploded, but she had to hold it back and praised Gu Qiancheng with a smile.
After Gu Qiancheng finished writing a poem, he glanced at Concubine Gu provocatively. After successfully making Concubine Gu extremely angry, Gu Qiancheng spread the paper again and started writing again...
As if he was tireless, Gu Qiancheng wrote one poem after another, without any confusion, until...
My wrist hurts, the ink is dry, and I'm out of paper.
"Pa..." Gu Qiancheng boldly stroked his pen: "I won't write anymore, I'm tired!"
"Miss Gu, tell me, I'll help you write it." There was a poetry geek who jumped out and showed his courtesy to Gu Qiancheng regardless of the occasion.
The man looked at Gu Qiancheng with burning eyes. For a moment, Gu Qiancheng thought he saw a pervert, but unexpectedly, more than one person had the same sentiment, and several women also shouted: "Miss Gu, what are you talking about?"
, we will help you write it.”
The women present may be jealous or look down on Gu Qiancheng, but when Gu Qiancheng's poems and words are written into their hearts, they can no longer be jealous.
"I am born with talents that will be useful, and I will come back after all the money I have spent." This kind of heroism, this kind of freedom and ease, is what they yearn for in this life...
The poem written by Gu Qiancheng is graceful and touching, especially the line about a pair of people in a lifetime, which made all the girls' hearts enchanted. How could there be such beautiful words?
There are also "calligraphy, painting, music, chess, poetry, and wine, which were indispensable in those days. Now seven things have changed, including firewood, rice, oil, smoke, sauce, vinegar, and tea" which made all the ladies feel the same.
Now, no one dares to call Gu Qiancheng a idiot anymore?
Who dares to say that Gu Qiancheng can't read a single Chinese character?
Whoever dares to speak will be followed by others.
"No more writing, I've had so much fun today." Gu Qiancheng stood on the high platform and waved naturally, with an air that was even bigger than that of a big star.
If it weren't for the young masters and young ladies below, all of whom have good tutors, they would definitely shout at this time: No...
Of course, there are people who like Gu Qiancheng, and there are also those who hate it. The rugged woman in red from before said in a rough voice: "What a pleasure, I don't think you can write it anymore, you just have people prepare it."
Are these a few poems? You don’t have the ability to write more, do you?”
What the rugged woman in red said was not subtle at all. She was obviously accusing Gu Qiancheng of finding someone to write for her. As soon as she said this, many people agreed.
The fifth prince looked at him, and someone with knowledge immediately criticized him: "These poems are not like the handwriting of one person at all. They are either graceful, heroic, affectionate, or sad. Moreover, these emotions cannot be expressed by a young girl with haircut hair."
Did you really write these poems, Miss Gu?"
"Your Majesty, I also suspect that Miss Gu is cheating. Each of these poems is amazing. It is the limit to write one such poem in a lifetime. Miss Gu wrote dozens of poems in just half an hour with extremely high standards.
Poetry, this is completely impossible..."
Just like when Gu Qiancheng was praised just now, at the banquet, there were only voices criticizing Gu Qiancheng. Those who originally shouted for Gu Qiancheng to write again also silenced their voices at this time, because...
They also feel that these people are right, these poems cannot be written by one person...
"Gu Qiancheng, what do you have to say?"
The emperor spoke, and everyone's attention focused on Gu Qiancheng again...
A message to readers: There is a poem in this chapter, which takes up several hundred words. I will write a little more to compensate everyone and not let you pay for the poems. Don’t worry.