Chapter 31
Qi Yu interrupted Yan Xuanyu, "Prince Yan, you don't seem to understand. Regardless of whether Shangguan Yanhong is the princess or not, he is a citizen of my Eastern Qi Kingdom. If you want to marry her, you have to ask me about it." This king tells you that as long as there is an imperial decree to bestow marriage, the woman Shangguan 'Yan' Hong will at best be my concubine."

That would be the best.Anyway, it wasn't Shangguan Yanhong he was going to marry.Shangguan Yanhong didn't even want to give it away.Thinking so, Yan Xuanyu still pretended to be angry, and deliberately set a trap, "Really? King Xiang is too overestimating himself. As long as this prince marries her before she is given a marriage, the imperial decree will not accept her." Nothing."

"This king will not give you such an opportunity." Qi Yu's face was extremely cold.

Su Yingyue's pretty face turned pale, the prince abolished the county palace, but still wanted to marry the fake Shangguan Yanhong!She can't allow this to happen!

A trace of condensation flashed across Yan Xuanyu's gentle face, and he didn't say anything else.

At this time, the master in charge of the poetry meeting came to a table and said, "All talents, I, Li Wenwen, am honored to be in charge of this poetry meeting for 'Fengqiao Yebo'. Thank you for coming. Submit the paper questions The time has come. Please submit your papers."

The papers were handed in one by one, and the responsible Master Li held a thick stack of papers in his hand, looked at Shangguan Jinghong, and said, "The papers have been collected, and it is up to Shangguan... Your princess." The king abolished her title of princess, and the imperial edict has not yet been issued.So it's better to call her the princess now.

"After you finish judging the pile of papers, come to the princess to appreciate them." Shangguan Jinghong's brows were full of arrogance, "The princess will not hand in the papers."

"Wow... Princess 'Yan' Hong is really... She is almost not a princess... She is still so defiant..." There was another commotion among the crowd, "She has offended King Xiang by acting so unruly. Offending the owner of the inn again, making enemies everywhere, why bother?"

"It's just..."

Discussions continued one after another, and they were all dissatisfied with Shangguan Jinghong's specialization of asking the evaluators to come to her desk to comment on poems in person.

Qi Yu and Su Yingyue were also thinking that Shangguan Yanhong was too arrogant.

Only Yan Xuanyu and the young master in Tsing Yi in another hidden pavilion understood.In order to distinguish who wrote the poems when writing poems, they must be signed.Shangguan Jinghong didn't want Qi Yu to discover her true identity by signing the signature.

What Shangguan Jinghong thought was that she could obviously write the pseudonym Shangguan Yanhong, but she didn't bother to write other people's names, and she didn't want to do so at the poetry meeting held by the inn owner.At least, he who has never met him is the most courteous to her.

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded slightly to the young man beside him, and the young man walked out from the rockery without everyone noticing, went to Master Li's ear to say a few words, and then turned back quietly.

Shangguan Jinghong, Yan Xuanyu, and Qi Yu all noticed this, but they didn't say anything.

Mrs. Li nodded, and politely said to everyone, "My son has explained that, since Miss Shangguan is a distinguished guest of this inn, I will do as she pleases."

The organizers of the poetry meeting have said so, who can have an opinion?After all, when you come, what you want is a reputation of being knowledgeable and talented, and the high winning prize of 1 taels of gold.

After several appraisers invited from various countries had passed the evaluation, Master Li said, "All the appraisers have the same opinion. Among all the papers, Su Yingyue won the championship."

"No one can compare the poem of King Xiang's concubine, it should be..."

"Yeah... just say no one has ever won her..."

All the talents whispered.

"Quiet!" Master Li continued, "If Princess Shangguan can't write a better poem, then the winner is..."

"Who says I can't?" Shangguan Jinghong raised his eyebrows and asked back.

"But you..." Master Li hesitated, all eyes were on Shangguan, surprised, she was still drinking tea in a leisurely manner, the table in front of her was still a blank paper, half unstained.

Who would have believed that she could write any good poems to win in such a short period of time?Could it be that she wanted to use her status as a VIP to unreasonably force her to win?
Some people guessed this way, and some "loving" men were worried about Shangguan "Yan" Hong, and more people were optimistic about the show.

Su Yingyue hid her villainous look, secretly thinking, as long as Shangguan Jinghong loses, Prince Xiang will understand that she, Su Yingyue, is the most cherished woman!
Shangguan Jinghong took a sip of tea slowly, put down the teacup extremely gracefully, and casually brushed a strand of hair scattered on his sideburns, revealing all kinds of amorous feelings naturally, fascinated the eyes of the people present, and shocked everyone. Wave after wave of amazement and obsession.She was holding a pen in her right hand, and when everyone thought she was about to write with ink, they held their breaths waiting for her to write.

Shangguan Jinghong didn't move, "Actually, I didn't think about what to write..."

"Drink..." Everyone gasped for a while, "Isn't Princess 'Yan'hong playing tricks?"

"It's just...we're still waiting to see her masterpiece..."

"It's true that the emperor is not in a hurry, and the eunuch is in a hurry..."

There was a lot of conversation, and Su Yingyue said "kindly", "It's human nature if Princess 'Yan'hong really can't write it. If the writing is not satisfactory, I believe everyone will not laugh at you."

"The tea is delicious just now." Shangguan Jinghong said to himself, flicking the teacup with his fingertips boredly, "This princess will use tea as the theme, let's improvise."

The inkstone is inkstoned, the cloud sleeve is waved, the movement is leisurely and lazy, and the pen strokes freely and boldly on the paper, and the vivid characters on the white paper seem to be alive like the paper: tea.

Fragrant leaves, buds.

Mu Shike, love monk home.

Grinding carved white jade, weaving red yarn.

Chrysanthemum fry yellow core color, the bowl turns to dust flowers.

Invited to accompany Mingyue after night, and ordered Zhaoxia before morning.

How can it be boasted that the ancient and modern people are tireless after washing away, and they will be drunk.

After putting the pen on the table, Shangguan Jinghong stood up and made room for everyone to watch.Almost as soon as she finished writing, there were voices of astonishment and praise, "Tea poems with one to seven characters are so smooth, so realistic, so elegant, and so practical! Princess, you are amazingly talented, unmatched !"

"Wow! It's actually a pagoda poem! Since ancient times, it has been extremely difficult to create a pagoda poem, but the princess who can write such a wonderful pagoda poem is simply unprecedented, and there will be no one to come after..."

(End of this chapter)

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