Everyone's gaze immediately landed on Song QingShu. Even though they were somewhat disdainful of his performance in the arena, the angles in which he had answered these questions were rather tricky, and there were some fallacies in his reasoning. Right now, the best answer to this question had already been taken by Xu Lie. They wanted to see what else he could say.
Song QingShu took a sip of tea unhurriedly. Then, he said in a leisurely manner, "Although Western Xia is not as vast as Mongolia, it is still a powerful country on the continent. As a princess of a country, how could she lack new clothes? On the surface, Your Highness is good to the princess, but in reality, you are slapping the princess's face and slapping the Western Xia's face. "
Xu Liewu immediately became angry. "Nonsense, this King definitely did not mean that!"
Song Qingshu waved his hand to indicate for him to calm down. "The reason I said this is to say that the princess and the son-in-law said those things not because she did not have new clothes to wear and needed the son-in-law's help, but for another reason."
"Aren't you also misinterpreting the princess's meaning?" Xu Liewu sneered.
"Whether it is a misinterpretation or not, everyone has a scale in their hearts and can naturally judge." Song Qingshu was not angry and said slowly.
The surrounding people nodded secretly. What he said did make some sense. How could the princess say those words to the son-in-law just for a few sets of clothes?
Hearing the whispers around him, Xu Liewu's expression was so gloomy that it was about to drip water. "This King would like to hear what Master Jia has to say."
"It may not be very high, but it should be closer to the princess's original meaning than what Your Highness said." Song Qingshu then said, "The Tang people think that being fat is beautiful, but nowadays, all countries think that being thin is beautiful. The young ladies and madams in the boudoir often have a headache because they want to eat snacks, but they are worried that they will become fat. If one day they find that they have become thin, they will naturally be overjoyed."
Huo Qingtong, who was at the side, did not care about this. She spent all her time riding on the battlefield and had never had such concerns. On the other side, Xue Baochai's face was slightly red because this was indeed the question that everyone in her circle was most concerned about. She thought, Did I talk about this with Baoyu? How did he know so clearly?
Xu Liewu said angrily, "What are you talking about?"
"That's why it's said that wang ye usually only has those concubines to cater to you. You don't understand their hearts at all. Otherwise, you wouldn't have made this mistake," Song Qingshu shook his head, "The princess excitedly ran to tell Fuma that her skirt had wrinkles. It wasn't because she wanted Fuma to buy a new one for her, but because she had gotten thinner recently and wanted her lover's sincere praise."
"I see!" Although the people in the hall felt that his words were a little strange, it was not unreasonable after thinking about it carefully.
However, Xu Lie Wu was not willing to accept it. "In the end, this is just your unreasonable speculation. What the Princess thinks naturally needs to be judged by the Princess."
"That's right. We've answered all three questions in a row. Princess, please tell us the results." The others began to shout. In fact, it was not a big deal to lose the selection. Instead, waiting for the results was the most torturous thing.
Unexpectedly, the Princess did not answer. Instead, she got up and walked into the inner hall. In the blink of an eye, her beautiful figure had already disappeared.
Everyone in the hall became anxious. "Why did the Princess leave? Who is going to be the son-in-law? "
The maid Xiao Lei came out and said,
"Everyone, please go to the Fragrance Hall outside to drink tea and rest. The paintings on the wall will be sent out for everyone to choose. If Her Highness wishes to meet with anyone, she will naturally send someone to invite them. "
Everyone came to a realization. It seemed that the Princess could not make up her mind in such a short time and might need to think quietly. Also, if she announced the son-in-law in front of so many people, and there was only one son-in-law, wouldn't that make the other princes lose face?
After thinking through the crux of the matter, everyone stopped shouting and went to choose the paintings they liked. These paintings were all works of famous artists. Although it was a bit exaggerated that they were worth cities, they were still very valuable. It was not a waste to take a painting.
With the warriors of Class One Hall leading the way, everyone walked out of the stone room and followed the old path back to the Fragrance Hall where they had been drinking tea.
After a while, the eunuch brought out paintings and scrolls and asked everyone to choose one. These people were in a mess. They only cared about whether the Princess would summon them. How could they have the mood to choose paintings? The Peerless Tang Sect
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Duan Yu had long taken a fancy to the painting "Sword Dance by the Lake" and snatched it. In the painting, a beautiful woman held a sword in her right hand and formed a sword sign with her left hand. She was dancing with a sword by the lake and a mountain. Her expression was elegant, bright, and charming. In an instant, his spirit flew around. One moment, he seemed to be beside Wang Yuyan, and the next moment, he seemed to be in the cave of the Wuliang Mountain. After getting this painting, he did not care about the Xixia marriage selection anymore.
Everyone drank tea and chatted, guessing the answers of so many people just now, not knowing which one suited the Princess the most. After a long discussion, everyone agreed that Xu Liewu and Jia Baoyu were more likely.
Hearing their words, Xu Liewu snorted. He was not worried about this at all. With his status as a Mongolian prince, even his own troops were stronger than Xixia's. How could Xixia let the Princess marry someone else when he came personally to propose? These written and martial examinations were just an excuse for others to pretend to be fair.
"How can that playboy compete with me?" Xu Liewu sneered and subconsciously looked at Jia Baoyu. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. "Where is she?"
At this time, the others also noticed the abnormality. "Why isn't Jia Baoyu here?"
Xue Baochai was shocked. She had been distracted and did not notice. Now, she realized that Jia Baoyu was not by her side.
At this time, the maidservant Xiao Lei came out with a slight smile. "My humble country has already chosen the Prince Consort. I have troubled everyone to come all the way here. Other than the paintings, my humble country has also prepared some meager gifts. I hope everyone does not mind."
"What? The Prince Consort has been chosen? Who is it?" A group of people surrounded her.
Facing so many people at the same time, Xiao Lei was so scared that she took two steps back. She looked embarrassed. "The Prince Consort is Jia Baoyu, Young Master Jia!"
"What?!" Xu Liewu had been smiling as he waited for the other party to make the announcement. Who knew that the result would be so unexpected?
"Are you kidding me? That pretty boy surnamed Jia … I can beat ten of him."
"Sigh, who asked him to be a pretty boy? Little girls just like to be handsome."
"F * ck, why didn't my parents give me a more handsome son?"
Xue Baochai felt her hands and feet go cold. She subconsciously walked over and grabbed Xiao Lei's hand. "Did you guys make a mistake? How could Jia Baoyu be the Prince Consort?"
Xiao Lei looked confused. "Young Master Jia got first place in the combat examination, and his answers in the theory examination were the most suitable for the princess. If he wasn't the Prince Consort, who else could it be?"
Xue Baochai felt her mind go blank. She stood there in a daze. She did not know what was happening around her.
Li Qinglu, who was hiding in the dark and observing, said sourly, "Your charm is really great. Even after you changed your appearance, you can't stop the lady from liking you so much."
Song Qingshu shook his head. "The one she likes is Jia Baoyu, his childhood sweetheart. Sigh, she must be feeling terrible right now."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Look at how protective you are. Do you want me to send someone to keep her so that you can comfort her?" Li Qinglu said with a smile that was not a smile.
Song QingShu picked her up and hit her twice. "You're full of evil tricks. Your husband is going to teach you a lesson!"
"Come on ~" Li Qinglu crooked her finger, her eyes full of charm.
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