Dad: At the Beginning, The Empress Brought Her Daughter to the Door to Force Her Marriage

On the shore of Yuanyang Lake, the spring breeze blows willows.

Xu Baihu held his chin high, shook the folding fan in his hand, and enjoyed the worship and cheers of the audience.

Beside him, Lu Youshan, Cheng Sicheng, and Zhao Keqing also had expressions of admiration on their faces.

They all gave Xu Baihu a thumbs up, their eyes full of admiration.

"Brother Bai Hu is worthy of being the best poet among the four great talents of ours. As soon as he says it, he makes a witty story and makes a story for the ages!"

"I thought my poems were good enough, but I didn't expect to be covered by Brother Bai Hu. It's really... I have to be convinced!"

"Our four great talents are all brilliant, and there should be no one who can beat us! Just like the first person who wrote a poem just now, isn't it dead now?"

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In addition to praising Xu Baihu, Lu Youshan and the others also thought of Ying Minghuai, who was the first to write a poem.

Saying that, the four great geniuses couldn't help but turn their eyes to the painting column on the other side.

A figure flashed, and Ying Minghuai appeared in front of the painting column again.

Zhao Keqing frowned and said:

"This person has appeared again. Could it be that he can write better poems than Brother Bai Hu?"

Lu Youshan and Cheng Sicheng couldn't help shaking their heads:

"impossible!"

"Brother Bai Hu's two sentences just now are the work of heaven and man. In such a short period of time, it is absolutely difficult to surpass him!"

Just as the four great talents were discussing, Ying Minghuai raised his chest, gathered his breath, and said:

"The man in the painting of the house in the lake, the city of thousands of miles of cherry blossoms!"

As soon as these two sentences were uttered, the audience fell into silence.

The air suddenly stagnates, leaving only the rustling sound of the petals falling from the sky.

pat!

The folding fan in Xu Baihu's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

However, he didn't care, instead he opened his mouth wide with a look of horror on his face.

Lu Youshan, Cheng Sicheng, and Zhao Keqing also widened their round eyes, and there was a deep shock on their faces.

Like them, everyone present was shocked after hearing these two sentences, as if they had witnessed the arrival of heaven and man.

Most notably.

For the first time, Chu Yumian, who had been sitting in the hanging flower pavilion with an elegant and calm attitude, appeared to lose her soul for the first time.

Nianhua's right hand trembled slightly, she couldn't help but straighten her chest, and turned her face to Ying Minghuai's side, her body trembling slightly.

"Such a stunning masterpiece of the ages must not be made by him!"

"Could it be that there is a peerless genius behind him?"

Chu Yumian met Yingming by chance.

She found that Ying Minghuai was different from other Baihualou guests.

He has a gentle and polite personality, and his speech and demeanor are generous and personable, and his words are even more considerate from the heart.

So at that time, the two fell in love with each other, and Ying Minghuai vowed to help her redeem herself while she was out of the cabinet.

Therefore, she knew that Ying Minghuai would definitely hire experts to help her, and strive to come out on top in the two tests.

It's just that she didn't expect that Ying Minghuai could invite such an amazing person to overwhelm Xu Baihu's eternal singing.

"Who is helping the prince?"

Chu Yumian couldn't help stretching his neck, but there were too many spectators on the shore, and he couldn't pass Ying Minghuai to see the master behind him.

At this moment, the crowd at Shili Yuanyang Lake finally came to their senses, and the sound of admiration sounded like a tide.

"The man in the painting of the house in the lake, the city of thousands of miles of cherry blossoms! Wonderful, really wonderful!"

"These two poems describe the scenery of Yuanyang Lake at the moment. The red boat in the lake, the reflection is interesting, and the beauty in the painting is sitting on the boat, sitting and watching the thousands of miles of cherry blossoms and the city of thousands of miles. It's really a fairyland-like beautiful picture!"

"What's even more rare is that the last sentence clearly describes the scenery, but in fact it contains a vast vision and mind overlooking the common people.

"I don't read much, and after thinking about it, there are only two words to describe these two poems, and that is: What a genius!"

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Even Xu Baihu, who has always been rebellious in poetry and painting, couldn't help but slap his palm and praised:

"Good poetry! Really good poetry!"

"As soon as these two sentences come out, it's like the arrival of a poet!"

He hurriedly walked to the painting column and bowed respectfully to Ying Ming Huai:

"Your Excellency is only eight fights tall, and the export is an eternal masterpiece. Xu Mou sighs!"

"I don't know your name, Gao's name. Which literary giant is he?"

Although Ying Minghuai looked young, Xu Baihu did not dare to despise him in the slightest, but directly praised Ying Minghuai as a literary giant.

Of course, in his opinion, those who can write these two poems just now are indeed worthy of the word "Master"!

When he asked this question, everyone in the audience focused their attention on Ying Minghuai.

There are people who are familiar with Ying Minghuai, who can't help but show doubts.

I have never heard of such a poetic talent from the prince!

Why did the prince's level reach such a high level after not seeing him in just a few days?

Ying Minghuai couldn't help feeling a burst of heat in her body when everyone was staring at her so scorchingly, and she was quite embarrassed.

He thought to himself, if Xue Wenxing's poems were his, he could still say it was his own.

But Lin Xuan's poems are hard to find, and when others hear it, they will know that it is from the hands of high-ranking experts, and he can't control it at all.

So I had to say:

"This poem was not written by me, but was made by Emperor Beixuan's husband, Venerable Master!"

Saying that, he shortened his body, turned and stepped aside.

Only then did everyone notice that there was a young man like jade sitting in the viewing pavilion behind Ying Minghuai.

The son is dressed in white, like the moonlight, with black hair and a shawl, star eyes and sword eyebrows, and his facial features are exquisite and picturesque, showing the immortal temperament everywhere.

In his arms sat four identical cute little girls, all white as porcelain jade, extremely cute and soft.

Whoa!

Shili Yuanyang Lake was suddenly full of people.

The sound of exclamation and praise sounded like thunder from the nine heavens, deafening.

"It turns out that he is the husband of Empress Xuanbing, and he is indeed suave and has an extraordinary temperament, no one can match him!"

"I didn't expect to see Emperor Beixuan appear here, I'm so lucky!"

"The emperor's literary talent is astonishing, and it is rare in the ages. These two poems just now are worthy of the name of the world's literary saint!"

"That's right! I've also heard that the emperor is the world's literary sage. Now it seems that he really deserves his name. Even the four great talents can't match his 1%!"

"Difu, he is my male god! The male **** of my life!"

…

At this moment, countless people turned into idiots and haters, and they all cast their eyes on Lin Xuan with infinite admiration.

For a time, the people on both sides of Yuanyang Lake in Shili bowed all together and gave Lin Xuan a big gift:

"Meet the Emperor Beixuan!"

Lin Xuan gently raised his hand in the void: "Everyone is exempt from the ceremony."

Everyone got up one after another. Seeing that Lin Xuan was so gentle and elegant, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com couldn't help but praise again, the emperor is really a collection of thousands of graces, and he can be called the ceiling of a man!

Someone laughed and said, "With the emperor, the current sage of literature, supporting the Prince of Daqing, there is no doubt that the first level of talent competition will be the crown of the prince."

"If you want to wrestle with the prince, you can only work hard in the second level!"

Someone immediately refuted: "Are you stupid? The emperor has come forward, who has the courage to compete with the Prince of Daqing for the head of the Hundred Flowers?"

As soon as this person said it, the audience immediately applauded.

Even the four great geniuses kept nodding their heads, deeply feeling that this time the Hundred Flowers were the first to appear in the cabinet, the only one who would win in the end was Ying Minghuai.

Without him, it was only because there was a man standing behind Ying Minghuai, Emperor Beixuan!

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