MTL - My Wife, Something is Wrong-Chapter 624 Mr. Luo is a great talent!

  Chapter 624 Mr. Luo is a great talent!

  Piandian, in the room.

  The table is already filled with exquisite dishes, and the fragrance permeates the entire hall.

  The palace ladies are still carrying all kinds of food.

  The eldest son of the Empress Dowager was sitting gracefully and luxuriously on the chair next to her, drinking fragrant tea, and talking lovingly.

  Emperor Nangong Yang stood beside him with an apologetic smile on his face.

  After Nangong Huoyue entered the room, Mrs. Changsun glanced at her and said with a smile: "Huoyue, you just came here for a while, and you can't sit still?"

  Nan Gongyang also smiled and said: "Miss Huang never likes to be quiet since she was a child, she likes to run around."

  Nangong Huoyue did not speak.

  At this time, Li Gui bowed his body, walked in with his head bowed in small steps, and reported respectfully: "Queen Dowager, Your Majesty, Your Royal Highness, Princess Luo, Mr. Luo is here."

  The smile on Nangong Yang's face became more intense, and he said, "Please."

  Then smiled and said: "Mother, how about letting Miss Wan'er and Luo Qing discuss poetry later?"

  Changsun's face showed a look of surprise: "Luo Qing? You have made him an official?"

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "With his talent, sooner or later, he will definitely be among the top three in next spring."

   Immediately looked at Nangong Huoyue at the side, and said, "Sister Huang, what do you think?"

  Nangong Huoyue said indifferently: "How do I know?"

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Sister Huang should be clearer than me. I heard that Luo Qing was the most important staff member of Sister Huang before, and Sister Huang even called him teacher and sir."

  Changsun was even more surprised: "Oh? Is there such a thing? From this point of view, he really has some skills."

   Immediately, she looked at the girl in palace costume behind her, and said, "Wan'er, let's compete with Luo Qing later to see what he is capable of."

  The girl in palace costume bowed her head and said, "Yes, Queen Mother."

  At this time, Luo Qingzhou put on a Confucian robe, walked to the door, bowed his head and cupped his hands and said, "Craftsman Luo Qingzhou, pay homage to the Queen Mother, Your Majesty, Your Highness the Eldest Princess!"

  The gazes of several people in the room were all on him.

  Changsun stared at his slender body and elegant temperament for a few times, then looked at his handsome face, nodded and said: "Elegant and handsome, full of bookishness, he is indeed a talent that His Majesty values."

  Nan Gongyang smiled all over his face, and quickly waved: "Luo Qing, come in quickly. I just chatted with the Queen Mother about you, and the Queen Mother is also very interested in Luo Qing."

  Luo Qingzhou walked into the room with his head down, and stood by with his hands down.

  Changsun's tone said kindly: "Luo Qing, don't be cautious, and you are not in court. Just now His Majesty praised you very much, saying that you are talented and good at poetry, isn't it?"

  Luo Qingzhou clasped his hands and said: "The sage praised it, but I only understand a little, not good at it."

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Why should Luo Qing be modest, I have read your exam papers several times. By the way, I remember that Huang Jie also admires you very much, and often meets you. Are you also discussing poetry?"

  Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "Yes."

  Nangong Huoyue on the side sat on a chair, drinking tea, with a majestic and cold expression, and did not speak.

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Sister Huang just came back from the border and was exhausted all the way. Luo Qing, since you are familiar with Sister Huang, why don't you go to meet and greet her?"

  Luo Qingzhou immediately stepped forward and cupped his hands in homage, saying, "Qingzhou pays homage to His Highness the Eldest Princess, Your Highness has worked hard all the way."

  Nangong Huoyue glanced at him, and said indifferently: "It's not as hard as you. During these days, you often travel back and forth between the outer city and the palace?"

  Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and did not speak.

Nangong Yang said with a smile on his face: "By the way, Luo Qing, you said you would be loyal to me when you entered the palace last time, and you must not forget to serve the country and share your worries in the future. Next year in the spring, try to get a good ranking in the exam. When the palace exam comes, I will definitely give you more points."

  Luo Qingzhou immediately bowed his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty."

  Ms. Changsun glanced at the three of them, seeing that the emperor was still talking, she suddenly smiled and said, "Luo Qing, have you heard of the one behind me?"

  Hearing the words, Luo Qingzhou raised his head and glanced at the delicate-looking girl in court attire, then lowered his head and said, "I haven't heard of it before."

Nangong Yang on the side smiled and said: "Luo Qing, this is your ignorance. Miss Wan'er is the number one talented woman in my palace. Her accomplishments in poetry and poetry are admired even by those in the Imperial Academy." The Empress Dowager is happy today, and wants you to discuss poetry with Miss Wan'er, you are my own, so you can't embarrass me."

  Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said: "I have little talent and learning, so I am no match for Miss Wan'er."

Nan Gongyang immediately said: "Hey, there is no competition yet, why are you talking discouraged. Just now, I was in front of the Queen Mother and praised you for a long time. If you dare not even compare, I will lose face It's all over."

Changsun also said with a smile: "Luo Qing, don't be nervous, it's just a discussion. You are the top name in Mocheng, so you must be talented. Of course, you may not be very good at poetry, but it doesn't matter, try it with Wan'er , even if you lose, it doesn't matter."

At this time, the eldest grandson Wan'er who was standing behind her also said softly: "Mr. Luo, don't be modest. Although the little girl has never heard of your poems, she has heard of the poems of that Miss Qin Er for a long time. I admire it very much. Presumably Mr. Luo will not be bad."

  Nan Gongyang smiled from the side: "Then Second Miss Qin is Luo Qing's wife. As I remember, Sister Huang has a very good relationship with her, right Sister Huang?"

  Nangong Huoyue said indifferently: "It's just a few conversations."

Nangong Yang smiled, looked at the young man in front of him and said, "Luo Qing, if you have time next time, you can bring your wife into the palace, talk with the Queen Mother, and meet Miss Wan'er. Wan'er treats you My wife, I have admired her for a long time."

  Luo Qingzhou raised his head slightly, glanced at him, then lowered his head and said, "Yes, Your Majesty."

  Changsun said with a smile: "Okay, Wan'er, come and compete with Luo Qing. Poetry, poetry and prose are all fine. Whoever wins, I will reward him with this jade bracelet."

   As he spoke, he took off a jade bracelet from his wrist.

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said, "The queen mother is really generous."

   Then he looked at Luo Qingzhou and said, "Luo Qing, it's up to you, you can't let me be ashamed in front of the queen mother and sister Huang."

  Ms. Changsun thought for a while and said, "Let's take winter as the topic."

  Elder Sun Wan'er said softly: "Young Master Luo, you are a distinguished guest, you go first."

  Changsun said: "Wan'er, you should go first and let Luo Qing think for a while."

The eldest grandson Wan'er agreed, looked at the remnant snow in the courtyard outside the window, pondered for a while, and then read: "The wind blows cold, the clouds twilight, the snow clears, the smoke from the river washes away and the wicker is light. There are a few pieces in front of the eaves that no one sweeps, and there are book windows. One night bright..."

   Nangong Yang praised: "Good poetry! Miss Wan'er is really amazing."

   Then he looked aside.

  Nangong Huoyue also looked over.

  Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and read: "A thousand mountains and birds are gone, and thousands of paths are gone. People in a lonely boat, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

  As soon as this poem came out, the people in the room, even the maids in the corner, seemed to have a beautiful picture of emptiness and coldness, but aloofness and leisure.

  The world is far away, and everything is silent. On the surface of the mountains and rivers where there are few people and even the birds are extinct, there is a lone boat, a figure, in the snowflakes all over the sky, fishing on the river, quiet and lonely, but pure and arrogant, not causing fireworks in the world...

  This picture is too strong!

  The room was silent for a long time.

  Changsun was the first to speak: "Luo Qing's poem seems to make me feel like I am in the scene immediately, and I saw the scene. Although it is cold and lonely, it makes people yearn for that kind of fairyland."

  The eldest grandson Wan'er stared blankly at the young scholar in front of her for a while, then lowered her head and said, "Mr. Luo is a great talent, this poem makes Wan'er feel ashamed."

   Nangong Yang smiled all over his face, looked aside and said, "Sister Huang, what do you think of Luo Qing's poem?"

  Nangong Huoyue said indifferently: "It's not bad."

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "Sister Huang really has a good vision, and for me and for me, I have chosen a good talent."

  Ms. Changsun passed the jade bracelet in her hand behind her, and said, "Wan'er, take it to Luo Qing."

  Elder Sun Wan'er took it in her hand respectfully, then bowed her head and walked in front of Luo Qingzhou, and said softly, "Mr. Luo, please accept it."

  Luo Qingzhou bowed his hand to thank En, and accepted it.

Mrs. Changsun pondered for a while, and said: "My Dayan has a vast land, abundant resources, and beautiful mountains and rivers. Every New Year and Spring and Autumn Season, tourists from neighboring countries come to visit. The second song of the two of you is based on the scenery of a certain place in my Dayan. Write a poem, if it is done well, then you can send someone to write it there for visitors to watch, and you can leave your name forever."

Nangong Yang said with a smile: "The queen mother's question is good. This Taikang feast, there are many talents from all over the world who came with the envoys, so that they can see the scenery of our Great Yan and the talent of the literati. Well, we don’t need to say it, those literati will take it back and help us spread it.”

  As soon as these words came out, Changsun Wan'er's heart jumped a few times. Thinking that if this poem was written well, it would probably be engraved on the scenery, and it would be famous forever, and it might even win glory for Dayan, she suddenly became a little nervous.

  This poem, she has to think carefully about it.

Nangong Yang suddenly looked to the side and said: "Luo Qing, this time, you should do it first. If you win, I will seal you as the imperial companion, and you can enter the palace at any time in the future. You will also come to participate in the Taikang feast. Win glory for me."

  Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, I just thought of a poem written for Mount Tai, Wang Yue."

  Changsun's expression was complicated and said: "Mount Tai is the first of the seven mountains of our Great Yan Empire. When I was a child, I was lucky enough to go there once. It is indeed as beautiful as a fairyland. Luo Qing, I hope you will not let me down."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "The queen mother said so, I am very frightened."

  Nan Gongyang smiled and said: "What are you afraid of, read it. Even if you do not do well, the Queen Mother will not punish you."

  Changsun also said with a smile: "Luo Qing, don't be nervous, I'm just expressing my feelings, just read it."

  Elder Sun Wan'er seemed to have a draft at this time, and she looked over

Luo Qingzhou paused, and read aloud: "How is Mrs. Dai Zong? Small."

   Nangong Huoyue's eyes suddenly looked at him.

  (end of this chapter)