Yunting looked at the idiot's eyes and said, "Fu Yichen, you have been kicked by a donkey in the head. This is Your Majesty's choice of concubine for you. I'm making a fake Nanchuan. This is the crime of deceiving the emperor. Do I don't want to live anymore?

Besides, with Nanchuan's pride, she disdains to be pretended to be. At worst, she can admit defeat or not participate in the selection of concubines. There is no need to do this."

Fu Yichen also realized that he had said too much, so he reached out and slapped himself hard: "It's all my slutty mouth, I said the wrong thing, it's my head that I'm in the head, and my Nanchuan is like a fake one. Uncle Emperor, just let me be a big fuck. Don't care."

The emperor glanced at him with a cold face: "You are just talking nonsense."

"Uncle Emperor, I will never talk nonsense anymore." Fu Yichen promised immediately.

Then several sudden sounds came, and the civilian women could not play the piano at all, and they all sighed.

"I'm a pork seller. If I want me to play the piano, I might as well give me a knife." A woman said helplessly.

"Isn't it? I'm OK with playing cotton, I really can't play the piano."

"Don't be discouraged. Isn't there any sword riding and shooting? As long as you give me a knife and a pig, you will instantly separate your flesh and blood."

"What you said is so bloody."

"What are you doing if I don't kill pigs?"

Fu Yichen was so angry that his dignified Prince Fu was actually brought to the selection of concubines by vulgar women: "Shut up and go for a walk."

Eunuch Su threw the ups and downs in his hand: "You guys go down."

"Yes." The women retreated aside with tactfulness, and naturally lost the game.

The remaining daughters of the aristocratic families played well, and Fu Yichen was worried about how to make them lose too.

"Ah!" A screamed, and a woman's strings broke.

The woman realized that she had lost her composure and hurriedly stood up and saluted: "Please punish him."

The emperor glanced at the woman: "Okay, go down."

The next few women either had broken strings or fingernails, or had bleeding fingers, which were all unlucky signs and all retreated.

Only a woman with beautiful eyes was left, with the sound of the piano melodiously and melodiously winding all the way to the distance like gurgling water, making people feel comfortable.

"This woman is good at bullets, who's from?" asked the queen.

"Greeting on the Empress, that is Zhou Mengyu, the daughter of the Minister of Rites." Eunuch Su replied.

Looking at Nanchuan next to him, his movements were light and his fingers were skillful. The sound of the piano was not as gentle as the woman just now, but more free and unrestrained, which surprised the emperor.

Mrs. Fu also admired Nanchuan a little more, and she thought Nanchuan would give up.

After playing the song, Nanchuan's hands were shaking. She subconsciously looked at Yunting. Yunting nodded slightly at her and gave her a comforting look. Only then did Nanchuan feel relieved.

"Nanchuan, according to my reasons, you can't play the piano at all, why did you suddenly know?" The emperor looked over suspiciously.

Nanchuan saluted respectfully: "Your Majesty, the ministers are in the prince's house these days, thanks to the careful teachings of the prince's concubine."

The emperor then suddenly realized that it was Yunting. If it were someone else, he would definitely not be able to sit in three days.

"Your Majesty, my sister has indeed taught Princess Nanchuan, and it was her own hard work and practice day and night that she has achieved such results." Yunting replied.

Although there is no hurry to learn the basics in three days, it is still OK to play a simple song.

Fu Yichen felt extremely distressed and immediately walked over. Sure enough, he saw that Nanchuan's fingertips were all red, and some even wrapped in cloth strips, with red blood stains on it.

"Why are you so stupid? If you can't play, you won't play. How painful is this hand? Let's not compete. Go back home." Fu Yichen pulled her away.

Nanchuan did not leave: "I just want to win with my own ability, this is the only thing I can do for you."

Fu Yichen was extremely moved, his eyes were red: "Follower, this prince doesn't need you to do these things, as long as you are good."

"I didn't expect this guy to feel sorry for someone. Let's stay there. Choosing a concubine is not a joke, let's continue." The emperor said with a slight silence.

Fu Yichen then reluctantly retreated, looking at Nanchuan, moved and distressed.

"The second game is Qi. Everyone plays chess and chooses your opponent by yourself, let's start." Eunuch Su's voice fell.

Nanchuan was struggling, and just said that he was a fat woman selling pork came over directly: "Let's play chess."

Nanchuan hesitated and said, "I'm going to hide it from you, I can't play chess."

Yunting asked her to focus all her energy on practicing piano and painting, so she did not practice chess and books. After all, these two require years of skill, and are not easy to break through, nor can they be achieved quickly, so they have both giving up and gaining.

"I don't know either, so I chose you. We can play at will." The fat woman said as she pulled her to the chessboard beside her.

Nanchuan had no choice but to follow the woman to a chessboard. After the two of them split the chess pieces, Nanchuan picked up the black piece and made a decision and left a piece.

Just be a living person, but at worst you will lose.

As a result, I heard the woman opposite say, "I admit defeat, I can't play chess."

Before Nanchuan could react, Eunuch Su spoke: "Princess Nanchuan won this game."

The emperor twitched his lips and looked at the fat woman. He looked at Fu Yichen, but he could only turn a blind eye.

Only then did Nanchuan understand what the prince's eyes were just now. Although she guessed at the beginning that the prince's concubine would arrange someone, she was convinced.

Some people eliminated others, some won, some were happy and some were sad.

The third game: Calligraphy! Nanchuan admits defeat.

The fourth game: Draw!

Everyone picked up paper and pens to draw, and Nanchuan was the same. She took the paper and pen and drew a flower on the paper according to what Yunting said. The flower was very ordinary.

Fu Yichen couldn't help but frown because he could see that Nanchuan's paintings were not good, but he didn't care. Anyway, he would not marry anyone except Nanchuan.

The emperor was also a little regretful, and suddenly there was no subtle sound in the air. Then everyone saw many butterflies flying from all directions and finally landing on the flower.

Everyone was shocked, especially the emperor: "Nanchuan's paintings can attract butterflies."

"This is the first time I have seen a painting that attracts butterflies, which is really eye-opening." The emperor agreed.

"It's the first time I've seen you." Mrs. Fu praised.

The other women were even more surprised and all praised Nanchuan's ability. Only Nanchuan lowered his head embarrassedly. She knew that it was the help of the prince's concubine.

"In this game, Nanchuan is the first place!" Emperor Long Xin was very happy

His Majesty spoke, and the others naturally agreed.

The next ones were all Nanchuan’s strengths, and she was all the best. So after comprehensive evaluation, Nanchuan was the best.

"Your Majesty, Nanchuan is the first place and Zhou Mengyu is the second place." Eunuch Su reported in a low voice.
Chapter completed!