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Chapter 32 The Queen Writes Poems

An Nuanzhi and Xiaoqi continued to travel around the mountains and rivers. Seeing that the sun was about to set, it was too late to rush back to the palace. They had to find a place to stay first.

But the surrounding area is empty, with no hotels or villages. The only thing that can be considered is a large mansion not far away, like a prince's mansion, a prince's mansion, etc. The one with the decoration is awesome. After a closer look,

There was a lot of excitement outside the mansion, and the lights were roaring, as if they were celebrating something.

"What day is today?" An Nuanzhi tilted his head.

Xiaoqi smiled and said, "Miss, today is the Naruto Festival. I guess we are celebrating the festival earlier."

An Nuanzhi choked on her saliva, Naruto Festival? One Piece, Animation Festival? This weird name of the festival made An Nuanzhi burst into laughter, and Xiaoqi almost thought that their mother had lost her mind and gone crazy.

An Nuanzhi likes to join in the fun the most, and this is a festival she has never heard of, so she can't help but be very playful.

"Xiaoqi, go over and see what those people are doing."

After a while, Xiaoqi ran back, "Miss, I found out. In front of you is Prince Hui's Mansion. Prince Hui has always lived in seclusion and is mysterious. He has not gotten married yet. Today happens to be the Fire Shadow Festival, and Prince Hui specially posted a picture of "Hundred Years".

"Birds Facing the Phoenix", King Hui set up an arena. If a woman could come up with a poem that matched the painting, she could meet him and marry him as a princess. However, his requirements were particularly high, and many admired her.

All the talented girls who came here were defeated. Miss, should we take a detour?"

An Nuanzhi licked her red lips, "No, of course I'm going to help with such an interesting matter."

As soon as we entered, there was a huge crowd of people, including the daughters of the imperial censor, Sima's daughter, and all kinds of wealthy daughters, talented and beauties. This shows how popular King Hui is. King Hui is a handsome man in this area, with talent, knowledge, talent and beauty.

, suave, handsome and mysterious, attracted the hearts of many women, and even the most infatuated woman stayed unmarried for him for 25 years. Unfortunately, he has never found the one he likes. Rumors say that he likes Long Yang, and there are also rumors that he has eccentricities, anyway.

Two words: "mysterious"

"What a shabby painting? It's just a hundred ugly birds! It's not as good-looking as Donald Duck." An Nuanzhi glanced at "A Hundred Birds Paying Attention to the Phoenix" with disdain. The painting on it was very rough.

It looked like it was made by an outsider, but it was this unremarkable painting that stumped many talented women.

When everyone heard this, they all looked over. An Nuanzhi'er's tone was very loud. One of the beautiful women in goose-yellow clothes couldn't help it, she sneered.

"This little girl can stand and talk without pain in her back, so why don't you pick up a song and try it?"

An Nuanzhi hated being called "little one" the most. She saw that the beautiful woman opposite her was young and preferred to join the team of aunts. She couldn't bear her bad temper. She said as if she was trying to be brave, "Just the question.

What are the requirements?”

"There are no requirements, as long as the theme can be pointed out." An elderly man with white beard next to him said quietly. Judging from his age, he should be a gentleman from Prince Hui's palace, and he looks very knowledgeable.

An Nuanzhi pushed aside the crowd and walked swaggeringly in front of the painting. She closed her eyes and when she opened them again, a poem was written. She picked up the brush and swiped on the scroll, and four lines of delicate small characters came into view.

only saw

One after another comes back,

Three, four, five, six, seven or eight.

There are so few phoenixes and so many birds,

Pecked away thousands of stones in the world.

"What does this poem mean, girl?" Everyone frowned. The poem seemed simple and easy to understand, but it had such profound meaning that even the gentleman was stumped.

An Nuanzhi smiled generously and explained.

The first sentence, ‘born one and the other’ refers to two birds;

The second sentence, "Three, four, five, six, seven or eight" means 3x4=12; 5x6=30; 7x8=56. These add up to a total of 98.

In addition, the two in the first sentence are 100, which corresponds to the theme of this painting, "hundreds" of birds approaching the phoenix. It is very simple, and there is no difficulty for this girl.

After An Nuanzhi finished speaking, everyone was shocked. This was an arithmetic problem that King Hui had asked, but how did this girl know the answer?
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