An Susu praised with a smile: "The second son of Cheng is really good at writing, and it is rumored in Beijing that the second son has outstanding literary talent and extraordinary bearing, and it is really not a lie." As he spoke, a wisp of blush flashed on his snow-white little face.

Le Yu saw it in her eyes and sneered slightly, An Susu, you still want to marry Cheng Lingjun in this life, dream! Cheng Lingjun has a lot of people in Beijing, Xiao thinks that there are countless daughters of his famous families, and when he hears that it is his, the voice of praise for a while is even more lively than that of the eldest prince.

Le Xian glanced at Le Yu quietly, pursed her lips and smiled: "Cheng Ergongzi is indeed rare among the nobles in Beijing, he doesn't like to indulge in sex with those gentlemen and doesn't hear anything about flowers, he is humble and gentle, I don't know which sister will be lucky in the future."

Talking about covering her sleeves and eating and laughing, she secretly peeked at Le Yu's reaction.Le Yu's heart was cold, did Xiao Lexian have such a mind so early?

An Susu's delicate face was flushed, and she glanced at Le Xian shyly, echoing the young ladies' true or false or yearning or happy laughter.

Qin Mushuang lightly pinched the little pollen on his cheeks and said with a smile: "Since the sons have made poems, we can't let them specialize in beauty and underestimate our women's pink hairpins."

Jun Chen perked up and said with a smile: "Exactly, several sisters are good at poetry, so it's better to make one and let them comment on it."

Many daughters coaxed, "Go get pen and paper." In fact, this is a procedure that everyone knows, and the pen and ink have long been prepared, and the maids laugh and take it to serve the ladies to compose poems for fun.

Le Yu played with the best lake pen, and quietly looked at Le Xian, who had bowed her head and written, she knew what kind of poem she would make that caused a sensation in the capital, and she was thinking about how to tear off this mask of hypocrisy.

Over there, I have already read the poems written by Le Xian: Youth day and night rain, son Mo Siqing, let the West Garden Meeting, and watch the south acres of farming, the most pitiful ridge wheat, do not hate the wet forest warbler, the father and the elder should congratulate each other, the harvest omen has been completed,

Everyone is singing the elegance of this spring night drizzle, but she is the only one who has found a unique way, pity and rejoice that this precious rain nourishes all things on the earth, makes crops grow and farmers are happy, and the harvest is omenous, even Leyu has to admit that Xiao Lexian is indeed ingenious and good at showmanship.

Jun Chen looked at the paper in a daze, and looked at Le Xian's big eyes full of admiration and respect: "Big Sister Xiao is really kind-hearted and admirable."

The daughters of other families, as well as the princess and the county lord, were also surprised, admired, doubted, and praised one after another, Qin Mushuang smiled with honor: "My sister really cares about the people's welfare, no wonder my father often says at home that my sister is better than several brothers."

Xiao Lexian was surrounded by the words of praise and praise of the flowers, Rao is she is scheming in the end is still a girl, and she can't help but be a little fluttery, and she smiled and shook her hand again and again: "The two sisters are too famous, but my uncle loves me, and I just look at how good my juniors are."

Xiao Leyan also hurriedly smiled and flattered: "Big sister is too modest, she is really a model for our sisters to learn."

In the tide of praise, Le Yu rolled up her sleeves neatly, walked to the front of the case, and picked up the pen to write.

An Susu hated Le Yu very much, and waited for Le Yu to look depressed because she was not as good as Xiao Lexian and then ridiculed her, so she kept staring at Le Yu, and at this moment, seeing her behavior was unexpected, she couldn't help but step forward and shouted, "What are you doing?"

The palace was staring at this place everywhere, and after a while, all the princesses and princes got Le Xian's poems, Hai Shi silently finished reading, and sighed: "This eldest lady of the Xiao family is really extraordinary, such talent, such conduct, and such an identity, I am afraid that the prince will be full of qualifications to choose a concubine in the coming year, Mrs. Xiao, you are really blessed."

Princess Ding'an took the poem and looked at it, a trace of darkness flashed in her wise and indifferent eyes, An Shi was stunned, and said with a smile: "If it's good, it is worthy of being trained by Fuqinghuang's aunt."

Mrs. Liu, the prince of the British Mansion, also smiled: "This girl, since she was a child, is different from the young ladies next to her, even me, I can't love it well, it's better than my own children." This Liu family and Qin Mushuang are really a family, and even what they say is the same.

As he was talking, Hai's personal girl, Sango, came in with a strange expression, holding a piece of poetry in her hand.

Coral curtsied, "Princess, after Miss Xiao wrote a poem, Miss Xiao Si also made a poem." An sneered, ignoring that Gu was also on the side: "Cut, at this moment, the class is getting an axe, whether it is the intention or the timing, it is far from it, but it is just a humiliation."

Gu Shi pinched the veil tightly, Le Xian was really happy for her, but Le Yu herself hurt as much as her own life, how could she not allow her to despise her baby girl so much: "Princess Cheng said this earlier, and our Yu'er is not that superficial and rude person."

An Shi was surprised, but it was not good to force an argument anymore, although he looked down on Gu, but he was afraid of Chopin Wei behind her, and he could only pull the corners of his mouth.

Hai's impression of Le Yu is good, her thoughts are the same as An's, thinking that the little girl is competitive and doesn't know the severity, and she feels sorry for Gu in her heart, but when she looks at the poem, she can't help but "Huh", her face changes uncertainly, very strange.

Princess Ding'an's heart moved slightly, snatched the poem with her hand, and read: "Qingming has long passed, and the valley rain is not far away.

This poem is concise and concise, easy to understand, everyone here is a famous family poetry and books, you will know the meaning of it when you hear it.

For a while, the hall was quiet, and everyone was stunned, only a smile flashed in the eyes of Gu and Princess Ding'an.

The second prince, who was still praising Xiao Lexian before, seemed to have been choked by someone, and his lips moved for a long time, and he couldn't say a word.

The Qufeng Pavilion was also as silent as death, and it took a long time for a timid voice to sound: "I remember, I heard my father say a few days ago that it has been raining every day and night, and the farmland is about to be unbearable, and the soaked roots are rotten."

The speaker is Fan Xiang'er, the daughter of Fan Rang in the Tobu Tuntian Shiro, Fan Rang is a well-known person in the court who is the governor of the agricultural affairs and is a hands-on person, and it is rumored that he is very likely to be the next Tobe Shilang, and what Fan Xiang'er said is very likely to be true.

An Susu glared at Fan Xiang'er fiercely, Fan Xiang'er was timid, and she was so frightened that she took two steps back.

Princess Yuheng glanced at Le Yu in disgust, "Even if Le Xian doesn't know some omissions, it's understandable.