He suddenly felt a few eyes sweeping towards him, but when he looked at it, he found that he found nothing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Someone has been paying attention to himself? And is he the pinnacle of the heroic or the strong man of Confucianism?

Zhuang Yichen suddenly realized in his heart that the real purpose of the Ximen family sending him an invitation card today should be to observe himself.

After all, the most likely place for the Gao family to turn the tables now is the battle to seize the palace! If he can pass it, he will officially present the fake credentials prepared by the Gao family! Once the news of the marriage contract between the seven princes of Wei and the eldest princess of Yan State spreads, the Seven Princes' family will immediately increase in momentum.

Moreover, if the battle for the seizure of the palace is lost, the Wei State will have to divide the land of the first government, so that the seven princes and the first line can take advantage of the victory to pursue, so as to denounce the queen and the second prince, and question their ability to govern.

"If that's the case, they're going to kill me in the battle for the palace!" Zhuang Yichen was secretly vigilant.

"Today's poetry meeting brings together all the celebrities in the Seven Kingdoms, and the best people in Tianzi Country are even more joyful than a hundred flowers blooming!

Everyone said yes, and a plain-clothed woman got up at this time and said coquettishly: "The slave family will come first!" After speaking, she chanted loudly: "There is spring rain in Xiaolou overnight, and apricot blossoms bloom in the deep alleys of the Ming Dynasty." ”

"Okay!"

"Worthy of Miss Dong Suqing! The name of the three talented women is worthy of the name!" As soon as the plain-clothed woman's words fell, there was immediately a voice of praise.

"Hey, this poem is the same as the two sentences in Lu You's Lin'an Spring Rain and Early Ji!" Zhuang Yichen thought in surprise.

However, the difference between mediocrity and masterpieces is the difference between mediocrity and masterpieces, and this artistic conception is already much worse.

"It's very good! It seems that Su Qing, your poetry has grown over the years!" Empress Wei commented, one of her lips one by one, quite charming.

"Thank you, Queen Chitose!" Dong Suqing looked happy, and sat down after a salute. At this time, a scribe immediately wrote down this poem, and in an instant, he was churning, and he actually broke through to two feet above the poem at once, and went to the poem.

Ximen Wuwu glanced at Dong Suqing with deep meaning, and his eyes were full of a kind of **.

"Miss Su Qing throws bricks and stones, and I also have inspiration!" At this time, a scribe also laughed and chanted two sentences.

He didn't wait for others to write, he walked to the copywriter by himself, and in a blink of an eye, his talent also turned to two feet seven, which is a masterpiece in Zhifu poetry.

Next, many people were not to be outdone, and they recited poems one after another! The level of the people who came to the worry-free poetry meeting was definitely relatively high, and the worst people made it were all at the level of Dingxian.

Bai Yuting also wrote a poem, one foot nine talent, the pinnacle of Dingxian poem. As for Li Xuerou, she was motionless, and her pretty face was slightly embarrassed.

She can naturally do some poetry, but now the level of these people is too high, she is obsessed with martial arts, and her poetry is much inferior.

"Miss Xuerou, why don't you compose poems?" asked Simon Wuwu with a sudden smile. His gaze stayed on Li Xuerou, and his affectionate appearance seemed to be very interesting.

"I ......" Li Xuerou originally wanted to say that she was not good at poetry, but at this time, a trace of jealousy flashed in Dong Suqing's beautiful eyes, and she preemptively said: "It seems that Sister Xuerou thinks that the level of our poetry is too low, so she disdains to make a move!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces changed slightly, and a trace of displeasure appeared on the face of the Empress of Wei.

Generalissimo Li is both civil and military, as her woman, it is impossible for her to know nothing about poetry, otherwise she would not come to participate in the poetry meeting.

"Sister misunderstood, Xue Rou just felt that her poetry was inferior and she didn't want to be ugly!" Li Xue Rou said hurriedly.

Dong Suqing only felt that Ximen's worry-free eyes had been staring at Li Xuerou at this time, and her heart was getting more and more angry. She is determined to win Ximen Wuwu, and if the Dong family can form an inmarriage with the Ximen family, her momentum will naturally go to the next level.

"I've heard a long time ago that Sister Xue Rou is both civil and military, so don't shirk it anymore! Is it because I dislike that the poetry club has no color? Or does my sister want to make people feel that the women of Yan Kingdom are all without ink in their bellies?" Dong Suqing continued.

Li Xuerou's face suddenly turned red, and she froze there in a dilemma, not knowing what to do.

A long laugh suddenly sounded at this moment, which was quite surprising.

Dong Suqing's words can be described as aggressive, and the purpose is naturally to make Li Xuerou ugly.

Who made Ximen Wuwu show his attention to her? Of course, the people of Wei were all watching the drama at this time, and no one relieved Li Xuerou.

Generalissimo Li is stationed in the Tianlong Mountain Range all the year round, and he is also a god-of-war figure in the Yan Kingdom. It can be regarded as the Optimus Pillar of the Yan Kingdom, second only to Guansheng.

And back then, Wei and Yan had a border war, and they were all beaten by Generalissimo Li, and they were in pain. Now that he can humiliate his daughter, it is an indescribable pleasure in his heart.

This long laugh undoubtedly relieved Li Xuerou's pressure and diluted the tense atmosphere. Dong Suqing looked over a little annoyed, and there was a hint of anger on her beautiful face.

"Miss Su Qing is so aggressive, she will definitely be a virtuous helper of her husband's family in the future!" Zhuang Yichen got up and said with a smile.

Dong Suqing's face changed suddenly, women are too strong, no man likes them! It is easy to have a restless family if you marry in the past.

"What are you, don't talk nonsense!" she hurriedly shouted.

"Zhuang Yichen, the loyal and brave prince of Yan State, has seen the Empress of Wei State Chitose, and has seen the head of the Ximen family, and greets all the adults!"

Although the people of Wei didn't like him, they returned the favor according to the rules! Otherwise, if they were found out by the Holy Courtyard Rite Hall, they would also be punished.

"Today is not a court meeting, and the loyal and brave prince does not need to be polite!" said the Empress of Wei softly. Her heart moved slightly, because Zhuang Yichen gave her a strange feeling.

It stands to reason that the battle for the palace is imminent, and Zhuang Yichen's best way is to pretend to be low-key, which may still have a glimmer of life.

But not only did he really dare to come, but he also unexpectedly came forward to relieve Li Xuerou at this time.

"Tsk, the loyal and brave prince is worthy of being a person who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, could it be that he wants to write poems for Miss Xuerou?"

This person's intentions are sinister, and this sentence can directly affect Li Xuerou's reputation in the boudoir.

Zhuang Yichen couldn't help but flash a trace of gloom in his heart, but said with a long smile: "Miss Xue Rou is talented, why do you need me to do it for you." It's just a poem made by Miss Suqing, which reminds me of an interesting story that Li Shuai once said. ”

He deliberately pulled out Generalissimo Li, and the people of Wei were a little surprised, did Li Wufeng have any special friendship with Zhuang Yichen?