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Chapter 33 33 Fighting Poetry ([-])

"I think your fifth sister is going to lose."

Gu Aman disagreed with Liu Xuanzhi's point of view, "Do you know what excellent people think when they compare themselves with others?"

"Of course I won."

Gu Aman smiled softly, "It seems that the Duke is not good enough."

She slowly said, "A truly outstanding person has only one thought from the very beginning—whether I win or choose to lose."

You lost because I think you are not qualified to be my opponent.

You won, and it's just that I think it's boring to let you win.

Liu Xuanzhi couldn't imagine what kind of conceited person he must be to have such an idea.

But Gu Mingluan herself is conceited, she has ambitions, and she has the strength to match her ambitions.

"Do you know what the Gu Mansion used to do the most when you were in Lingchuan?"

"It's Mr. Jiao Xi."

Gu Aman said, "In Gu Mingluan's courtyard, I have met eleven teachers, and six of them were named. I have never seen or been familiar with those, and only heard about them from servants. There are at least eight or nine of them."

"Lingchuan Jueshu is really not just talking."

This was really beyond Liu Xuanzhi's expectations, "There are so many teachers, Mr. Xi, haven't you also learned a lot of interesting things?"

Gu Aman looked at him silently, "Can you teach the general to write?"

Her voice was like the wind blowing through the copper bell at the corner of the eaves, and it was so empty, "In their eyes, I am that fighting cock who can't learn to write no matter how hard they teach."

"A woman without talent is virtue."

That was the first sentence that Gu Aman's mother, who had been crying for a long time before impatiently agreeing to come and teach her how to read, said to her.

The funny thing is, because this sentence was said by her closest relatives and loved ones, she firmly believes it.

"Gu Mingluan is right, I'm just an idiot with a rough literacy."

In the arena, Gu Mingluan, who was still choosing between winning the Faluo Doujing and offending Fengqiu County Lord, looked towards the audience with a feeling.

The sisters of the same mother and compatriots, one of them attracts everyone's attention on the stage, and the other loses everyone's attention off the stage.

The poems written by the county magistrate Fengqiu have been hung at the back, and the spectators in the arena are eagerly looking forward to seeing how high that Sujin can rise.

Gu Mingluan no longer hesitated, a que poem jumped up, Su Jin rose, no more, no less, just a foot taller than Fengqiu County Lord.

An inch is long and an inch is strong, which is higher than a foot, so the skills are not as good as people.

Not to mention the first one.

Until now, County Mistress Fengqiu felt that Xiao Xi's sentence "not much help" was true.

This kind of strength really does not need the help of others.

The county magistrate Fengqiu looked at Gu Mingluan and Xiao Xi with an embarrassed expression, although he was unwilling, he was convinced.

"You're really good at it."

County Lord Fengqiu abandons his pen and admits defeat.

When only Gu Mingluan was left in the arena, she breathed a sigh of relief, which seemed disrespectful, her expression was solemn, but in fact her beautiful eyes were flowing, and she looked upstairs like sparkling waves.

She didn't know that there was someone behind the beaded curtain, but she knew that the First Prince was watching her from behind.

It should be like the many civilians who admired her in the audience, cheering for her, shouting her name, surrounding her with envy and joy.

But she is as motionless as a fairy in the Qing Dynasty.

Look, this is me, Gu Mingluan. I was born to be a phoenix and a phoenix with wings.

"This is the person who lives in your house?"

Behind the bead curtain, the figure suddenly appeared. Although he didn't show his face, the voice was already majestic.

"It's really a good one."

The eldest prince bowed his head respectfully and waited at the side. When getting along with the person next to him, he was not like a father and son, but more like a monarch and minister.

"What does Liu Aiqing think of this girl?"

In the light and shadow, Liu Yuan was sitting behind another desk, from which he could clearly see the ring below. Gu Mingluan wrote a total of twelve poems, and the best one was upgraded by seven feet four.

"Look, I even forgot that Liu Aiqing's worst song back then has also improved by more than eight feet."

The eldest prince looked at Liu Yuan in surprise. This chief civil servant of the Great Wei Shaoshi also participated in the poetry meeting back then, which is really unimaginable.

The eldest prince has a close heart, he really sympathizes with that opponent.

Liu Yuan slowly twiddled the wrench in his hand, "It's almost a little bit close, but it's more than enough to beat the Holy One."

Wei Di laughed heartily, "Liu Aiqing is still so unsympathetic to Gu."

The eldest prince gasped, it turned out to be these two fighters.

This is really... spooky.

Liu Yuan's eyes were lowered and he couldn't distinguish between happiness and anger. On the ring, Gu Mingluan completely defeated Princess Fengqiu, and his poems rose by more than seven feet. This was already an instant kill for everyone present.

Princess Ruyang, who was eager to try at first, knew that going up at this time would be humiliating herself even if she was unwilling to do so after seeing this result.

She had no choice but to vent her anger on Su Wenjun who was beside her, "You can't do it even if you are asked to attract a girl, you are so stupid."

Su Wenjun was also suffering in his heart. At the beginning, he had agreed to follow what Ruyang Princess said, first to attract Gu Aman's attention, and then he took the opportunity to join the poetry club to create opportunities, but who knew it would turn out like this.

"Don't be angry, the princess. I have collected enough poems. As long as the princess reads it now, I will definitely win later..."

Su Wenjun lost his voice as he spoke, and Princess Ruyang wanted to ask where the book he was talking about was, but Su Wenjun stared at the front with unbelievable staring eyes, as if seeing a man-eating ghost.

"She, she is on the stage..."

　Thank you for the pupil of heaven, Honghua, my ticket, I love you~(^з^)-

　　
　
(End of this chapter)