sbdcsierra Chapter 186 Competition
Chapter 186 Competition
The first game, literary competition.
Concubine Duan asked: "Today is a tea-tasting banquet. Let's start with 'tea'. Write poems about tea. Within half an incense stick, whoever writes the most and the best tea poems will win the game."
The pens, ink, paper and inkstone were brought over, and the lady from the noble group was the most talented woman in the capital - Song Wanqing!
I saw a disdainful smile on her face and she wrote two articles with great enthusiasm.
And because Yu Jiuer had been using Yu Wushuang's handwriting before, and the original owner also liked to imitate her brother's handwriting, she now had to change her handwriting and write a little slower in order to avoid revealing any flaws.
The male guests who bet on the noble lady to win had expressions like they had picked up money, and there was a hint of sympathy in their eyes when they looked at Jun Mo.
Today, Prince Jing's Mansion will definitely lose miserably! It's a pity for this beautiful concubine, I'm afraid she won't live long!
Yu Jiuer wrote slowly, but during this half incense stick of time, her thoughts were quick and her ideas flowed like a spring, and she never stopped writing.
On the contrary, Song Wanqing suddenly paused after writing seven or eight poems. She couldn't think of any good words for a while. She frowned for a moment before continuing intermittently.
After half a stick of incense.
Concubine Duan ordered the palace maid to pick up Song Wanqing's poems and read them one by one.
There are ten poems in total, and each one rhymes.
After hearing this, everyone praised her: "She is worthy of being the most talented woman in the capital. Her poem is both appropriate and rhyming!"
Many people said that they would throw the yellow flowers in their hands to her immediately.
Jun Mo shouted, "Wait a minute! The poem written by Yu Gui Concubine hasn't been read yet! Isn't it unfair to vote so hastily?"
Only then did everyone step back.
Some people even whispered, "Do we even need to read this? Even we feel inferior to the poems of Song's talented women. How can a country girl from Yinshan compare to them?"
"If she can write one or two decent poems, I will take her as my teacher!"
"You dare to come to compete with someone of your background? You are really asking for your life!"
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Due to Prince Jing, they did not dare to speak out loudly, but those who were learning martial arts present all had amazing hearing ability, so who could not hear it?
In order to support Prince Jing, those who bet on Concubine Yu to win looked at each other and smiled bitterly: Just a hundred taels, just give Prince Jing a favor!
Wei Zheng stood against the wall with his arms folded and looked around the room: You young masters from noble families are blind, just wait to lose your pants!
The maid slowly recited the poem written by Yu Jiuer: "The only thing I know about the zither is Lushui, and the old friend in tea is Mengshan. We have been together through thick and thin, so who says I have no way back now?
In the middle of the night, I invited a monk to come, and I chanted alone to the moon. The blue clouds were broken, and the fragrance was light.
The new tea has been roasted, and the old rack is worried about being moldy. The new smoke is swirling, and the children are called to chop the cold wood.
Yesterday the east wind blew the citrus flowers, and I sobered up and drank a cup of tea in the late spring. Like clouds, they are protecting the secluded people's trenches, and like snow, they are dividing the wild old home.
The young shoots are fragrant and lively, I call them the best of the grasses. Pounding them in the night mortar with smoke, cooking them in the cold stove facing the snow. ......”
Every time a poem was recited, everyone's mouth opened a little wider.
Until the end, everyone was so shocked that they were stunned!
Each of these poems is able to touch one's soul directly, they are novel, pleasant to the ears, fresh and unworldly.
Whether it is a three-word quatrain or a five-word quatrain, whether it is lyrical or narrative, it is so outstanding.
She even wrote five more poems than Song Wanqing?
Now, no one can remain calm.
Who would dare to believe that these poems were written by a man from Yinshan?
But you can't lie in front of everyone!
In the end, they had to give in! Even if the little yellow flower in their hands was reluctant, they had to vote for Yu Jiuer!
In the first game, Yu Jiuer won!
The faces of the noble ladies changed slightly, and they stepped forward in disbelief to confirm again and again the poems written by Yu Jiuer.
The young man from the noble family who bet on the noble lady to win beat his chest and stamped his feet, fortunately the loss was not too much, and he just hoped to win it back in the next round!
The people who supported Jun Mo and bet on Yu Jiuer to win were so happy that they jumped for joy as if they had accidentally found money. They decided to follow Prince Jing in the next round and place more bets.
Wei Zheng, Jian Yi and the others did not look too surprised, and they calmly bet all the money they won on the next game, still betting on Yu Jiuer to win as always.
Steward Feng was sweating profusely as he registered, and couldn't help but advise the four guards: "You haven't found a wife yet, so just win this game by chance. Put away the money and don't join in the fun, okay? The prince doesn't need the support of you guys!"
The four guards showed fierce looks on their faces and said in unison: "Take Yugui concubine!"
They are not stupid enough to refuse the free money!
Yu Jiuer looked indifferent. She had many more poems about tea. How could people like you compare to the precious cultural heritage left over from ancient China?
Anyway, they are two non-intersecting time and space, so she can use any verses of poetry at will.
It doesn’t cost money!
Jun Mo took the money with a clear conscience and showed no mercy. He even mocked his brothers: "What? Are you scared?"
The eldest prince, the third prince and the fifth prince were not convinced, so they raised their bets in the next round and bet on the noble lady to win again.
"I really don't believe it. If the people of Yinshan are so powerful, how could they have been so depressed for so many years?"
Jun Mo shrugged expressionlessly, thinking to himself: You guys walked into this trap yourself, don't blame me for not thinking about our brotherhood.
His Yulin Army and frontier soldiers can all replace their cotton-padded clothes and quilts with new ones this year.
The second round, fighting.
Among the noble ladies, the one with the best martial arts skills is Rong Wan'er, a fierce woman who even dared to break into the enemy camp of Beirong.
In this round, Rong Wan'er said arrogantly: "If we compete in a fight, I'm afraid that a weak concubine like you can't take a blow from me. Why don't we try something simpler, tossing pots!"
"Tossing pots?" Everyone chuckled, and some people started talking:
"How can she, a country girl, have such refined tastes? Isn't this just bullying?"
"We can't have a real fight, right? She's Prince Jing's concubine after all. It would be a shame to kill her!"
"I heard that her brother Yu Wushuang won the archery competition at the Peach Blossom Banquet hosted by the Queen. The stakes are so high this time. Why doesn't Rong Wan'er think twice?"
"How can archery be the same as pitching a pot? She is not the top scholar in the imperial examination. Besides, Yinshan County is poor. She probably has never touched an arrow for pitching a pot. What is there to be afraid of?"
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Yu Jiuer accepted the bet calmly. She was not afraid of archery, so why would she be afraid of pitching pots? It was child's play. She could do it with her eyes closed!
Rong Wan'er shot ten arrows one by one, and all of them hit the target accurately.
There was burst of warm applause from the audience!
The noble family children who bet on the noble lady to win finally breathed a sigh of relief: "We can finally win back what we lost!"
Yu Jiuer glanced towards Jun Mo. The silver piled on his gambling table was almost enough to drown him.
She curled the corners of her mouth. Could it be that the prince earned more than her?
Yu Jiuer took the ten arrows with a blank expression on her face. Before anyone could react, she had already raised her hand and shot the entire arrow directly and accurately into the pot.
All the male and female guests present, including the eldest prince, the third prince and the fifth prince, all changed their expressions.
They rubbed their eyes, thinking that they were seeing things and that they were having an illusion.
Some even shouted in a disingenuous manner: "It doesn't count. We didn't see this round clearly. She moved too fast. We don't even know if she crossed the line! We have to start this round over again!"
Yu Jiuer said indifferently: "Let me try again. I can make the shot even if I try ten times!"
After taking the ten arrows from the servant, Yu Jiuer took several steps back, further away from the line. Now they couldn't say that she was crossing the line anymore, right?
"Alright!"
"Swish!" Ten arrows were fired at the same time and hit the target again.
Everyone gasped and could no longer maintain their composure.
But Concubine Duan stood up and announced loudly: "This game is a draw!"
She was shocked. This child didn't know the seriousness of the matter. It was not a good thing to be so high-profile!
Yu Jiuer curled her lips, not knowing what to say.
The noble ladies and princes of the aristocratic families secretly wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.
Who could have thought that a country girl from Yinshan County could be so powerful?
The last round, a talent show!
This game can squeeze out a lot of moisture.
As long as all the male guests present throw the flowers to the lady against their conscience, the bet will be a draw.
The noble ladies selected Jiang Yueru, a musician from the palace orchestra who was proficient in music, to compete.
Everyone knew that choosing this famous musician from the Great Dong Dynasty to compare with Yu Jiuer was indeed a bit excessive, but for the sake of money and face, everyone had to shamelessly keep silent.
Jiang Yueru looked at Jun Mo with an unusually firm and eager look.
She wanted to let him know how she defeated this shameless concubine, and she wanted to attract Prince Jing's attention.
Before the game, Yu Jiuer said, "Wait a minute, we have to put up a screen in front of the male guest for this round! We are competing in opera behind the screen, and we can't let the referee see who is performing, and we can't make any noise that would allow the referee to figure out who is playing, otherwise it would be unfair!"
Concubine Duan nodded to show her agreement!
Everyone has no opinion.
How can anyone compare to the skills of the court musicians? Who is afraid of whom?
Jiang Ruyue was familiar with all musical instruments and directly chose a guzheng.
In an instant, the clear and melodious music of the guzheng slowly poured out from the other side of the screen, and everyone was mesmerized by it!