From doomsday survival to fast-forward daily life

As Tian Yu stood up, he suddenly heard a man sneering.

"She is the daughter of General Chen's family. I heard that the second brother is extremely beautiful. I wonder if the daughter of the family got three points?"

Although what he said sounded normal, the tone was full of sarcasm. Tian Yu looked at the man, wondering why there was such aggression in his words, when he felt Chen Shengqing pulling his sleeve.

"The son of the Minister of Rites." Sheng Qing said in a low voice.

As the son of the Minister of Rites, he is a political enemy of the General's Mansion. His sister is also the one who caused controversy these days by entering the palace without being selected.

In terms of familiarity with the aristocratic families in Shangjing and their interpersonal relationships, Sheng Qing was indeed more active than Jing.

"My second brother is well-read. I can't compare to him." Tian Yu smiled slightly.

"I just don't know how capable this young man is. Sheng Jing would like to ask for his advice." This man didn't have a good face towards him, so Tian Yu naturally didn't intend to give him any face.

The grievances among these officials are family grievances. Now that they are passed on to the younger generation, naturally they also have their own factions.

A man in a green shirt was sitting next to the son of the Minister of Rites. He smiled and said, "If Miss Chen can write a good poem with this peony, I'm sure everyone here will want to see the literary talent of the General's Mansion."

The civil officials in this dynasty loved to criticize the military families with the bravery of warriors. The Chen family had a second son, which could naturally shut everyone up. But now there were only girls from the Chen family on the scene, which naturally gave those people something to talk about again.

Everyone started talking at once, and it seemed that they all wanted to see what Tian Yu could come up with today.

The general's mansion had been closed to visitors these days, and people in the court had heard a lot of rumors. In addition, the general's faction had always been at odds with the prime minister's civil officials, which pushed Tian Yu to the center of the banquet.

Tian Yu bowed to the princess and said, "Your Highness, since everyone present is looking forward to Sheng Jing's poems, I will respectfully obey your orders."

The princess had been watching the situation calmly. When she heard Tian Yu speak, she clapped her hands and said, "Very good. Go and present my prize for today."

Under the curious gaze of the crowd, a strip-shaped object covered with black cloth was brought up.

“This is the prize I have offered today. Whoever’s poem catches the eyes of everyone here will take it.” The eldest princess smiled and seemed quite satisfied with the prize she had offered.

As the black cloth was pulled down, a rectangular box appeared in front of everyone.

Just by looking at the material, one can tell that it is top-quality sandalwood, with a subtle fragrance and dark color. The pattern on the box is also unusual, with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. One can tell at a glance that such a thing is a royal item.

The young men and women in the field began to breathe faster. The value of this thing with the royal seal was probably more attractive than the item itself. This was the approval from the eldest princess. The honor was greater than the value of the item.

Tian Yu also looked at the box, but her attention was different from others. She cared about what was in the box.

At this moment, my extrasensory senses made my blood boil because of the objects in the box.

"Then I'll show you my ugly face." Tian Yu bowed, came to the desk in the middle of the room, sat down, picked up the pen and started writing.

Although Tian Yu was not a liberal arts student, she was once an author in her original world. When it comes to poetry, she can at least find fifty out of a hundred in her mind.

Anything that does not exist in this world can be used by her. With the blessing of extrasensory perception, Tian Yu's memory also becomes clearer.

Word by word, began to appear on the paper.

Someone nearby had already curiously stretched his head to try to see what Tian Yu had written.

Chen Shengqing sat in his seat, clenching the handkerchief in his hand.

My sister is naturally a truly talented woman, but the interpersonal relationships in today's world are full of dangers. If there is any mistake in the poem, I don't know how those people will make a fuss about it.

"How shameless! Several grown men are colluding with each other here. My sister has just reached the age of 15, but they are so shameless that they have the guts to make trouble in front of my eldest and second brothers!" Chen Shengqing was indignant.

Tian Yu wrote smoothly at this time. Since ancient times, not many people wrote about peonies, and most of them lamented the loss of their country and the passage of time. It was not easy to choose a poem, but fortunately Tian Yu had written a peony murder case.

After a moment, she stretched her wrists and stood up.

The palace maid who was waiting nearby immediately picked up the rice paper and presented it to the eldest princess.

Everyone observed the eldest princess's expression, as if trying to tell from her face how well the poem was written.

After reading the whole article, the eldest princess finally smiled with approval.

"Spring is here, the willows are dark and the flowers are bright. The red peony is already in the small garden, and the hairpin has been untied.

After the rain, the wind is soft and the birds are singing. The sun is late, and there is still a bit of shade. "

Everyone listened to the eldest princess slowly reading out Tian Yu's work. With just a few strokes of the first stanza, the image of deep spring was brought to life vividly.

But these regulations still sound like something close to home, and still lack any sense of reality.

"Don't dwell on the past. When you are free and the time is good, come and climb the mountain.

There is no place to look for old times. There is no place to look for them, except the heart of youth.

As the words fell, everyone present became agitated.

The change in perspective in this poem actually elevates the meaning to a higher level.

A woman looked at the poem that the palace servant handed to everyone to circulate, and after chewing it carefully, she said with emotion: "If you say that the general's mansion has no talent, I'm afraid that everyone will no longer believe it today?"

"Nowhere to find, only the heart of youth." The eldest princess repeated, with a bigger smile on her face. It seemed that she had not chosen the wrong person this time.

She then asked, "What do you think of this word?"

"It can be expanded and contracted freely, and is quite powerful." The top scholar savored the poem carefully and gave a very pertinent evaluation.

There were women on the field who could no longer sit still. The woman who had mentioned Tian Yu's name earlier spoke first, "The word 'splendid scene' has broken everyone's impression of it, hasn't it?"

This statement was full of sarcasm and immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of some people: "Although this poem is good, it is still a bit outdated compared to the one written by the champion."

"Does the quality of this poem still depend on the youth or old age? Although I am not as talented as my sister in writing, I can taste the sourness in it." Chen Shengqing could no longer sit still after hearing this.

Tian Yu smiled when he heard this. His sister looked gentle, but she was born in a general's mansion after all. She was sharp-tongued and would not tolerate others humiliating her family.

Chen Shengqing's words were so blunt that the person who spoke earlier blushed and even looked a little angry.

"The Chen sisters' words make it seem that this young man has selfish motives in discussing poetry." The assistant minister's son spoke again.

"That's wrong," Tian Yu said, "Everyone has their own taste. It's meaningless for us to talk about which one is better or worse."

When saying this, Tian Yu looked at the eldest princess.

The other party noticed Tian Yu's gaze, but was not in a hurry to judge: "Naturally."

"Since we can't tell which is better, why don't we let the top scholar and Miss Chen write another one?"