Chapter 80 Difficulty before the test

What words should I use to describe the interior decoration of the Red Mansion? Magnity? Brilliant? Beautiful? Anyway, all the words I can think of can't describe its luxurious beauty. Originally, I thought that Qianmei Pavilion was not bad, but now it is the difference between heaven and earth, clouds and mud. No wonder Qianmei Pavilion has never been able to beat the Red Mansion. This taste gap is not only the girl's quality that can make up for. Besides, the girl in Qianmei Pavilion seems to be of worse than that of the Red Mansion...

I look at Sun Erniang with some sympathy. It's really a miracle that she hasn't been crushed to death over the years. The capital of this Red Mansion is too full, and it's completely impossible for Qianmeige to compete with! Sun Erniang was a little embarrassed by me. She lowered her head and refused to meet my eyes. I'm afraid she was a little embarrassed in terms of the thickness of her skin.

"Is this the Moer girl in the imperial capital? Why do you keep covering your face? Do you think we can't get into the girl's eyes and don't deserve to have a glimpse? Just as I was about to make fun of Sun Er Niang, a frivolous voice sounded from the second floor. I looked up. A man in a white brocade robe was pretending to shake the folding fan, looking pretentious and romantic. I felt disgusted: What are you pretending to be? The white face is much more handsome than you in white clothes.

Sun Erniang reminded me in my ear, "This is Mr. Ling, the only son of Lord Ling. I heard that he has won the true biography of Lord Ling, and he is proficient in poetry and songs."

It turned out to be the second generation of officials! I suddenly realized that no wonder I am so arrogant and proud. I have a powerful father, and of course I have the capital to pretend. I looked at him disdainfully, and there was no bird for him. Mr. Ling originally looked at me proudly and was ready to accept my worshipful eyes, but I turned my head and didn't look at him, and my laughter suddenly stopped.

"Haha, I didn't expect that Master Ling would have time to eat. This Mo'er has a personality. I like it. Is Mo'er free tonight? How about we drink and enjoy the moon together? The man in black brocade robe beside Mr. Ling couldn't help laughing. At the same time, he stared at me with a wolf-like light in his eyes, and I was uncomfortable all over.

"I'm sorry, there are too many people inviting me to dinner. Please go to Qianmeige to register and queue up. By the way, it's cloudy today. You'd better not go out at night. You may get caught in the rain."

The guy in black couldn't laugh. He looked at me without saying anything with a depressed face, and then turned his head and looked behind him: "Sir, we can't deal with this woman, which is much more evil than the legend."

"Haha, you claim to be the first ** thief in the imperial capital and a woman who can't handle it? Then I have to see..." With a burst of cheerful laughter, a man in a yellow robe appeared in front of me, leaning on the railing on the second floor and looking down at me. I narrowed my eyes. Who is the one who wants to be called the prince of the Ling family? According to my information, I'm afraid there is only one person in this imperial capital - Luo, Guo, Tai, Zi!

I almost covered my face. It was for this bastard. I was busy for a whole month and a half, and I finally saw someone. However, I didn't react excessively. I just looked elsewhere and ignored the three people. What I couldn't get was the best. I believe that with my aunt's charm, I didn't fall under my pomegranate skirt, not to mention this place that often lingered with fireworks?

"When does it start?" I looked at the woman in purple and asked impatiently. There are clouds in the art of war, which is called lust for capture. The art of war is again: one drum, then decline, and three exhaustion. I'm sorry that they deliberately tricked me if I didn't continue to chase and fight fiercely after the victory just now.

"The three princes are the judges this time, and they will announce the start when they sit down. Please take a seat in your own seat first. With that, the woman in purple pointed to a place, remote and far away.

Wh, isn't this too bullying? I'm the only one in Qianmei Pavilion. Are there groups of other brothel? Did you leave me at the end? I'm unpopular, immoral and narrow-minded. I despise the people of the Red Mansion. Last time I came to smash the scene, they didn't let me enter from the main door, so I didn't carefully observe the decoration of the Red Mansion. This time it's even more disgusting. Will a broken poem throw me so far away?

I looked at the women in purple angrily. The whole hall was designed into a semi-enclosed structure. There were several luxurious seats in front of them, which were obviously reserved for the three judges. The girls on the left and right sides were already full of Yingying Yanyan. The table in front of them were the four treasures of the study. It seemed that they were all contestants. The seat pointed to me by the woman in purple is an elegant seat that has been lined up at the door of the "super feng shui treasure".

"Thank you for your family!" I said to the woman in purple in a voice that only the two of us could hear. I gracefully saluted her and turned to my position, leaving the woman in purple with a blue face sulking alone.

When all the people were gloating about me, I, a woman who should have been delicate and weak in everyone's hearts, actually did something that made everyone stunned: I held up the table that belonged to me with my right hand, pulled the chair that belonged to me with my left hand, and walked to the center of the hall in the stunned eyes of everyone. Then the tables and chairs were placed in the middle with a "bang".

Then, I looked around, regardless of their astonishment. I looked at the woman in purple again and asked seriously, "Is there no one in this position?" If there is someone, I can go back, or move forward..." With that, my eyes began to look at the judges. As long as I have long eyes, I can see that I seem to like the position there.

The woman in purple finally did not calm down at all, and the corners of her mouth twitched and shook her head: "No, there is no one here!" After saying that, he threw off his sleeve angrily and left. Otherwise, the ancients like to shake their sleeves. They have momentum! You look at the woman in purple, shaking her sleeve unexpectedly set off a wind and threw out all the pens on my table. Is this the legendary bastard's anger? I admire it! I admire it!

"Ha ha, the Moer girl is really a very funny person! Do you often do things so differently?

I looked back at the person behind me with a disgusted face. It was the prince who fell into the country. My parents didn't come out to give birth to me as a toy for others, what do you think? I looked at him strangely, and I didn't mean to be polite at all. With a sister who is as unreasonable and psychopathic as Qinyin, how good can his brother be?

The prince of Luoguo didn't mean to be angry at all. Instead, he nodded with deep thought: "They are all raised by their parents, and they are also flesh and blood. It's true that there should be no difference between high and low. I didn't expect that the Mo'er girl would think the same as me."

I was surprised this time that this handsome guy actually has this kind of ideological awareness? It's amazing, especially in this feudal and authoritarian world. The most rare thing is that he is still a member of the royal family. He is not as good as ordinary people. It's not bad! And under my sarcasm, he is not angry and has a good temper. It seems that... he is not bad! At present, my impression of him has greatly changed.

"It's worthy of being a prince. You can get along with Miss Moer so soon." The prince of the Ling family appeared very unpleasantly between me and the prince of the fallen kingdom, with broken paper fans in front of me...

" Mr. Ling, aren't you cold?"

Mr. Ling choked me for a long time and didn't say anything. He could only put away his fan and looked at the prince Luoguo with a wry smile: "Sir, it seems that Miss Mo'er has a lot of opinions about me. You have to say more beautiful words for me. I really like her music. Every time I listen to it, and the scene is not settled."

This time, Mr. Ling's flattery made me jump. It turned out to be my fan. If I had known it, I would not have been so fierce. I would have regarded him as an ordinary playboy. What a mistake!

"Haha, Miss Mo'er is not like the pretentiousness of an ordinary woman. On the contrary, she is fast-hearted, innocent and cute, which makes me want to make friends. If you want to be friends with her, I guess you have to take away your son's temper, otherwise she will definitely be despised by Miss Moer."

The prince of the fallen country saw it thoroughly and praised me by the way, but it's cute... You're cute, and your whole family is cute! Poor unloved guy, no wonder he goes into a brothel every day. I slandered a few words in my heart, and then smiled at the prince Luoguo: "When do you start? I sat down and stood for a long time. I was very tired. Besides, you two beautiful men stand next to me like this, and I'm almost killed by the girls around me with their eyes hundreds of times. I'm timid and afraid of death..."

Prince Luoguo and Mr. Ling looked at me with a black head and a strange face. I understand what that means. It's probably: You don't even give face to both of us, and even we dare to be sarcastic. Are you bold? Still afraid of death? However, they didn't talk to me any more, but nodded back to the jury.

"Let's go. We are busy and don't have so much time to spend with you." Returning to the judge's seat, the prince Luoguo sat there with a cold look, but there was a majesty of the emperor, but Mr. Ling completely turned into a ruffian. He didn't say anything with a ruffian face, and what he said was beaten to death.

As soon as his words fell, I immediately felt a lot of resentful eyes sweeping at me. After that, these girls must have thought that I had been chatting with them for too long. In the face of Mr. Ling's bright smile at me, I gritted my teeth in hatred. The surnamed Ling was absolutely intentional. Is this revenge for my expulsion order just now or in revenge for me for sweeping his face? I despise him.

"Well, next I will announce the first topic of the poetry meeting, with the title of 'moon', and the time is limited to a zhu xiang." The man in black also saw Mr. Ling's prank, pressed him back to his seat helplessly, and solemnly announced the exam questions.