After the child's mind was read, the tyrant caught the male queen with a black face

At this time, the eldest princess came over, greeted the queen first, and then glanced at Yuan Ruan with a subtle and curious look.

Then she took the second princess's hand and said with a smile, "You are going to get married. They are all young talents in Daxia. I am so happy for you, second sister. You can live freely now."

The second princess smiled dryly: "Well, elder sister, yes."

The Queen glanced at the eldest princess speechlessly, then her eyes fell on the gentlemen who stood up straight. The Queen said softly: "Don't be too restrained, today is a flower viewing banquet."

The system suddenly laughed:

[Appreciating flowers? That's right, these gentlemen can all be called flower beauties. I knew that Chu had been planning to attack Xia, not just for the land, but also for the beauties here. ]

Everyone who could hear the inner voice choked up: ...

Yuanruan was amused by the system: [Haha, indeed, they are both handsome in their own ways, but I don't know who is who. Amitabha, don't make the wrong choice later.]

The queen was stunned when she heard this, thought for a moment, and whispered something to her trusted palace maid.

The head maid walked to the front of the stage and asked the gentlemen to briefly introduce themselves before showing their talents.

The gentlemen looked at each other, lined up naturally, and introduced themselves starting from the left:

"The person from the capital, the secretary of the Central Secretariat, Wu Buyu; the person from Huizhou, the deputy supervisor of Shanglin Garden, Zhou Qian; the person from Yongcheng, the commander of the Five Cities Army, Li Huai; the person from the capital, Li Dongyang..."

As Yuanruan listened, a subtle expression appeared on her face.

At this moment, the system said: [Pfft, Ah Ruan, why do they look a bit like KTV male models reporting their nicknames? ]

Those who can hear the voices in their hearts: !!!

Although I don’t know what KTV means, I understand the flower names immediately.

The Hanlin editor, who was about to announce his name, froze and could not utter a word.

But soon, the Hanlin editor was hit on the back by a shoe thrown at him. He paused and continued dryly: "I am from the capital, a Hanlin editor, Cheng Weining."

Cheng Guohou, who was throwing shoes at people in the bushes, retracted his feet and whispered to the people around him: "This brat almost messed it up."

The Minister of Finance next to him covered his nose with disgust and said, "Both of your sons are running for election? This is not good." What he meant was, can your eldest son, who was born out of wedlock, also be able to participate in the election for a royal consort?

Marquis Chengguo waved his hand and said, "I originally only wanted my eldest son to come, but my wife was making a fuss at home, and my eldest son was kind-hearted, so he let the brat come along."

The Minister of Revenue curled his lips and said: I have seen people who favor concubines and kill wives, but I have never seen anyone so biased. It’s just that I’m too lazy to talk about other people’s affairs.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Guohou opened up and whispered, "Originally, I am shy and afraid that the young imperial teacher will expose some of my secrets. But my eldest son has good character, is talented, and is kind and benevolent. He suffers from his low status as a concubine."

Marquis Chengguo sighed at this point and continued, "I think if these merits can be revealed by the young imperial tutor, I will risk my reputation to ask for permission for my eldest son to inherit my title. Minister of Revenue, what do you think?"

The Minister of Revenue's pupils trembled. He felt it was not a big deal and turned away and no longer considered him a marquis.

While the two old men were chatting, more than 40 young men in the Imperial Garden had already completed their brief self-introductions.

When Yuan Ruan was about to say "up" to the system, the Queen's maid clapped her hands, signaling the gentlemen to return to their seats and perform their talents in turn.

Yuan Ruan was surprised to hear this: [I thought that the dating banquets for women in ancient times were for young people to get together to play pitch pots, drink tea and wine, and increase their affection for each other. I didn't expect that the only unmarried woman here was the princess, and the others were for the men to show their talents. It's a bit like a talent show for the harem.]

System: [Yes, as expected of the Princess of Daxia, she is very impressive.]

Those who can hear the voices in their hearts: …

This is a weird description, but it seems to make so much sense.

The emperor looked at the queen speechlessly: When I asked you to choose a prince consort, I slacked off on the process and directly copied the harem selection. Now you are being criticized by the little imperial teacher.

The queen was embarrassed, but she didn't think so in her heart: blind date banquets are so inefficient. Even if you hold several of them in a row, you may not be able to choose someone suitable for your daughter. It's better to hold a complete one, and use the extra time to sleep and rest.

At this time, the gentlemen began to perform their talents in the order in which they had announced their names previously.

The first to come on stage was Wu Buyu, the Secretary of the Central Secretariat.

The man wore a mutton-fat jade crown, a crescent-white robe, and a white fox fur waistcoat. His facial features were very soft, and this combination gave him a particularly cool and refreshing vibe, as if he was trying to look chic in mourning.

After the other party came on stage, he bowed and said gently: "I have been reading at home recently. I occasionally saw the plum blossoms falling in the snow outside the window, which was quite beautiful. I wrote a poem to express my feelings."

After saying that, Wu Buyu began to recite poetry.

Yuan Ruan's literary accomplishment in ancient poetry is very ordinary, but looking at the other people shaking their heads and being intoxicated, you can tell that this poem is not bad.

Yuan Ruan couldn't help but sigh: [The first one is a heavyweight talent. He is also a sixth-rank official. This is worth eating melons. Come on, eat melons. ]

System: [Alright! Let me see it. Phew. These are lyrics that were written by someone outside.]

Everyone:! ! !

What gunman?

Yuanruan: [Ah? This person is a fake and has a bad character. Don't choose him! ]

Wu Buyu: ...

Wu Buyu, who was reciting the poem, began to speak with a knot in his lips, but he finally finished the poem with gritted teeth, then bowed hastily and sat back in his seat dejectedly.

After hearing this, even though everyone did not understand the deep meaning of these two words, based on the context, everyone still guessed the true meaning.

As soon as the door opened, there was a big news. The court officials whose sons participated in the selection looked more and more nervous.

The court officials who had no part in the princess's selection of a prince consort could not help but feel gloating. If they were not afraid of being discovered by Yuan Ruan, they would have rushed out to watch the show openly.

System: [Aruan, there are too many Langjun melons to eat. We can pick and choose. If you don’t have the talent, you will be passed.]

Yuanruan: [Hmm.]

The next man who came on stage, Zhou Qian, was able to hear the voice of the heart. His mother had also carefully prepared a song for him.

After seeing the previous person's social death, Zhou Qian quickly changed to a conservative song. In order not to attract Yuan Ruan's attention, he even played the introductory piano piece that he had practiced very well with a little distortion.

Everyone:...

Zhou Qian's father's mouth twitched, and he wanted to slap his son: If you play the guitar like this, I, your father, will be dead without the need for the little national master to expose the melon!

Yuanruan had never heard any music from this world, he just thought playing the guqin was very elegant.

In addition, Zhou Qian was very handsome, and Yuan Ruan couldn't help but say: "This one is not bad either. He is handsome and plays the piano well. Let's give him some face."

Zhou Qian, who was playing the piano, pressed a wrong note: !!!

This is the most basic one I play!

Please don't give me face and don't look at my melons? !