The little princess was torn, and the demon emperor patched her up

Chapter 110 The Gu Song Dynasty is Over

Xiao Baojing felt a chill all over his body, and remembered the game he had played before traveling here.

In "Feng Ming Tian Xia", the national teacher Chao Yuan killed the heroine Xiao Nanjia, and then turned into a big heavenly dog and swallowed the sun, causing the entire game interface to fall into chaos and darkness. The world where various countries were fighting and demons were rampant collapsed.

But Chao Yuan was clearly dead, clearly swallowed by Lan Ji.

Therefore, even if Chao Yuan died, there would be someone else to replace him and continue to devour the sun.

Lan Ku, Chao Yuan, the peddler...

The faces of these three people appeared alternately in her mind, some crying, some laughing, some quiet, some noisy, with similar faces, the same fox eyes, and the little gesture of putting their hands in their pockets when they have nothing to do...

The thought that was buried deep in my heart surfaced again.

Xiao Baojing couldn't help but ask herself, what would she do if the peddler was the one who swallowed the sun in the end?

The girl shook her head again.

All assumptions are meaningless.

The peddler was the one who had accompanied her all the way to where she was now, and she didn't want to be suspicious of him.

For things like this, she had to find the peddler and ask him face to face.

Xiao Baojing walked around the cave, then opened the lid of the jade pot and took a look.

Inside the jade pot is another small cave, which is a lush hilltop. The three words "Lan Ke Mountain" can be vaguely seen engraved on the boundary marker. Under the ancient banyan tree halfway up the mountain, two white-haired old men are playing chess.

This world is full of demons and ghosts, and there are all kinds of strange things. There is even an old man who plays chess in a kettle.

Xiao Baojing thought about it, closed the lid of the jade pot, turned around and left the cave.

She was struggling over whether to tell Yue Niang about the prophecy she had seen.

She looked out of the mirror.

Many young girls came to Yue Niang's bedroom. They were all dressed up beautifully. Judging from their clothes and manners, they seemed to be Gu Zhenliang's new concubines.

The girl in green was the most eye-catching. She smiled and said, "I heard that the Queen came from the countryside and has never seen the world. No wonder she doesn't often go out to play with us. This afternoon, I will hold a flower-viewing banquet in the Imperial Garden. I hope the Queen will do me a favor and join us to have fun."

Yue Niang is obviously not very good at dealing with such occasions.

She said uncomfortably, "Thank you for inviting me. I...I will definitely go."

Several concubines looked at each other and whispered:

"She actually said 'thank you' to us!"

"She is the queen!"

"No wonder His Majesty doesn't like to set foot in her bedroom!"

"..."

The girl in green stood up with a half-smile on her face: "Please change your clothes, Queen. We will go to the Imperial Garden to arrange the decoration first."

After they left, Yue Niang lowered her head and her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Xiao Baojing looked at her.

Although she was the queen, she had become very thin in recent days and could not support the luxurious and elegant phoenix robe at all. She looked like a child who had stolen adult clothes.

But she is clearly a very good person.

Thinking of the terrifying prophecy mural, Xiao Baojing couldn't help but cough lightly: "Yue Niang!"

Yue Niang was shedding tears sadly. She was stunned when she heard the voice and looked quickly towards the bronze mirror.

She saw Xiao Baojing in the mirror.

She was surprised: "Miss Xiao, how did you get into the mirror? How...how can I save you?"

Xiao Baojing waved his hands calmly: "Don't worry about me! I'm telling you, if you come across a golden bird cage in the future, don't get in! Otherwise you will die in it!"

Yue Niang frowned.

This statement is simply unbelievable.

But ever since Gu Zhenliang suddenly became the emperor, she has encountered many incredible things, and this one is not the worst.

She nodded seriously: "Thank you Miss Xiao for telling me, I will definitely avoid the golden bird cage in the future." After changing her clothes, Yue Niang hesitated for a moment and asked shyly: "They invited me to attend the flower viewing banquet, but I don't know anyone. Miss Xiao, can you accompany me? So that you can keep me company."

This is not a difficult task, Xiao Baojing nodded happily.

Royal Garden.

Not only concubines from the harem came to attend the flower-viewing banquet, but also some princes and young ladies from aristocratic families in Yejing City.

Yue Niang sat down holding a bronze mirror. She was not used to the greetings from others, so she just raised her hand awkwardly to indicate that there was no need for the formalities.

"Let's write a poem!" The concubine in green was the first to speak. "The scenery in the imperial garden is so beautiful today. Let's write a poem on the theme of the Spring Palace Banquet and see who can write the best poem."

This kind of banquet emphasizes the word "elegance".

Everyone responded and began to think hard.

The concubine in green looked at Yue Niang with a half-smile: "Empress, you have to write a poem too."

Yue Niang lowered her voice nervously: "Miss Xiao, how can I write poetry?"

Before Xiao Baojing could say anything to comfort him, someone stood up and said in a loud voice, "I am this year's new third place winner, and I already have a poem! I hope you will give me some advice!"

He walked among the crowd and chanted with great energy: "Today's weather is good..."

"it is good!"

The green-clad concubine's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but cheer: "This first sentence is really brilliant!"

The others nodded appreciatively.

Xiao Baojing: "..."

This is also called wonderful?!

The scholar took two steps, folded his folding fan, and pointed at the peonies not far away with a smile: "The weather is good today, the peonies are bright red."

He rolled up his sleeves again, turned to the women present, and continued to chant: "The tea and wine are so mellow, and the young lady is so beautiful!"

"it is good!"

"What a poem!"

“I never thought that I would be able to hear such exquisite poetry in my lifetime!”

"..."

Everyone praised the performance continuously, and some even shed tears of excitement.

Xiao Baojing: These people are probably crazy!

What kind of bullshit is this? You call this a good poem?!
The green-clad concubine smiled and said, "Mr. Du is really a very talented writer! I have also written a poem, and I would like to ask for your comments and suggestions."

She was the most talented woman in Yejing, and everyone looked at her with great anticipation.

She coughed lightly and said in a clear voice: "There is a bird in the sky and a tree on the ground. The garden is beautiful and everyone is smiling."

"Great!" The newly crowned third place winner was the first to applaud. "This poem combines emotion with scenery, and scenery with emotion. It's worth passing down through the ages!"

"Very good!" Others nodded in praise, "Madam Lu is indeed the most talented woman in Yejing. She is truly brilliant and intelligent. The level of this poem is not inferior to that of the third place winner! The two of them are really evenly matched!"

Xiao Baojing: "..."

At this level, it's hard to tell who's better?!
Even kindergarten kids can write better than them!
She was disgusted, and suddenly remembered that Gu Zhenliang had sent Gu Song Dynasty's documents to Lan Ru.

He used his literary talent in exchange for the moon never appearing on the Gu Songjiang Mountain.

So, these people actually became like this because the dynasty lost its literary fortune?
She was just thinking about it when suddenly a young eunuch ran over and yelled, "Oh no! Something happened! The Minister of Works failed to calculate the height of the pagoda and the weight of the beams, causing the pagoda to collapse, killing hundreds of craftsmen!"

Xiao Baojing's heart tightened.

It turns out that arithmetic is also included in culture.

She remembered that her teacher told her at school that mathematics was the foundation of all natural sciences.

If you can’t even figure out the math, the Gu Song Dynasty is doomed!

(End of this chapter)