Qingwen Palace.

The aroma of wine is overflowing, and the selection is staggered.

The children of nobles from all over the world sat on both sides, pushing cups and changing lamps, and chatting enthusiastically.

Their identities and statuses are probably not far apart.

There is a prince of a country, a famous county king, a talented princess, and a daughter with an amazing background who is rich and rivals.

Behind everyone, there are several men and women with arrogant expressions, all of whom are the best poets and singers in their respective countries.

The seventeenth princess fell into the dream of cherry blossoms and sat on the top seat.

Today, the Sakura Palace held a poetry meeting, saying that it was for countries to exchange cultures and learn talents, but in fact, it was a fight for reputation.

Of course, there are also many people who come for the most prestigious nineteen princesses of the Sakura Palace.

I don't know who spread the news, today's poetry club, the most talented person, will have the opportunity to meet the nineteen princesses face to face and have a candlelight dinner.

There is even news that the winner may be able to become the candidate for the concubine of the nineteenth princess.

Therefore, many literati and aristocrats who have admired the nineteenth princess for a long time flocked to it.

However, there are only a dozen people who can enter here and sit here to drink and chat.

Er Liguo is powerful, and the identity of the prince is very noble, so Yu Wenqing sat first on the left.

And Yan Yuchen has no identity or status, he is just a small cultivator in Weiyang Kingdom, so he can only stand behind Luo Yingmeng like Xiaozhu, like a servant.

Next to him, there were also Li Bai, Li Wanxin, and a young man named Meng Ting.

Except for Yan Yuchen, these three people are all masters of poetry.

Li Bai's good poems, Li Wan's good words, and Meng Ting's poems are all famous, so they stood out in the garden just now, and had the opportunity to follow Luo Ying Nineteen here.

At this time, there was no tension in the field.

Everyone raised their glasses and toasted, talking and laughing, like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

As for the literati standing behind them, they looked at each other with their eyes, observing their respective opponents in advance.

After Yu Wenqing drank a glass of wine with the king of the county opposite, he looked at Luo Yingmeng, and said with a smile on his face: "Your Highness, today you are the lord of Luo Ying Palace, it is rare for everyone to be so happy, why don't you let the talented man behind you come to a poem first, and help us to drink and cheer up, how about it?"

The county king on the opposite side held a wine glass and smiled: "Yes, yes." This king has long heard of the seventeenth princess, and the women are not allowed to shave their eyebrows, and there are many talented people under him. It's rare for everyone to get together today, so let's let the princess chant a poem first, help us and others, and let me learn the culture of your Weiyang country. ”

"Yes, yes, Seventeenth Princess, please!"

When everyone heard this, they all raised their wine glasses and said with a smile.

At this time, in a side room at the back of the main hall, a middle-aged man wearing a golden dragon robe sat on the couch, and said to the old eunuch beside him with a smile while criticizing the folds: "Lao He, you say, are the four young people behind the seventeenth sure of winning?"

The old eunuch bowed down, squinted and smiled: "Your Majesty is relieved, His Highness the Seventeenth has always been very assertive in doing things, since she has chosen these four young people, she must be sure to win." ”

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed: "You don't need to comfort me, among the ten princesses of mine, she is the only one who acts recklessly and never thinks about the consequences." I am a good poet in the country, all of them are in the Hanlin Academy, she doesn't choose any of them, but she wants to choose a newcomer, I'm afraid she wants to make me angry to death. ”

The old eunuch cautiously comforted: "Your Majesty does not need to worry, even if Your Highness loses, there is nothing." At least no one dares to underestimate the force of our country. ”

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, opened another notebook, and said: "She still blames me for the name I gave her, that beauty, in fact, should have belonged to her, hey, but I can't be the master, Ancestor ......"

"Ahem......"

The old eunuch coughed hurriedly.

The middle-aged man's face changed suddenly, he was stunned for a moment, and quickly got up.

At this time, the curtain of the door was opened, and a girl in a snow-colored long skirt walked in with an old man with silver hair.

The little eunuch, who was originally guarding outside, bowed his head and followed in, his face was pale with fright, but he didn't dare to say anything, and knelt on the ground with a "poof".

He was guarding outside, but he didn't dare to come in and tell him.

Because of these two people who came suddenly, let alone him, even His Majesty the Emperor, he couldn't afford to provoke him.

The old eunuch glared at him, but he was faster than anyone else, and with a "poof", he knelt on the ground, climbed on the ground respectfully, and made a prostrate salute: "The slave greets the ancestor and the nineteenth princess." ”

The emperor also hurriedly bowed and saluted: "My grandson has seen my grandmother." ”

The old ancestor kicked the old eunuch on the heel, and said with a smile: "You old thing, the longer you live, the smarter your nose becomes, and you are smarter than the big black dog in my yard." I haven't even entered the door yet, you know it?"

The old eunuch used his hands and feet at the same time, climbed in front of her again, and said with a flattering smile on his face: "It's not the minion's nose, but the nobility of the ancestors, and the slaves can feel it from afar." ”

"Sycophants!"

The old ancestor scolded with a smile and said, "Get up." ”

The old eunuch hurriedly got up, went over and wiped the bed opposite the emperor with his sleeve, and said with a sneer: "Ancestor, sit here." ”

Luo Yingjiu walked over with the old ancestor in his arms, and he didn't even look at the emperor who was full of flattering faces.

The old ancestor sat down and sneered: "Emperor, look at what your father did, the one outside who doesn't listen to you and wants to embarrass your country, and the inside doesn't even bother to look at you, don't you feel ashamed?"

The emperor's face was full of embarrassment, he looked at Luo Ying Nineteen with a cold face, and said with a wry smile: "Nineteen, my father asked you to marry Yu Wenqing, not because he wanted to marry Er Liguo, let alone use your life's events to exchange for the interests of the country. That Yu Wenqing is really a rare husband, you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Luo Sakura Nineteen turned his head away and covered his ears, looking impatient.

The emperor sighed and had to keep his mouth shut.

The old ancestor looked at the curtain in front of him, listened to the clear commotion in the hall, and said, "How is it?

The old eunuch said respectfully: "The prince of Erli Kingdom united with the nobles of other countries to provoke His Highness the Seventeenth Highness together, and let His Highness compose a poem first to help the wine." ”

"What's the topic?"

The old ancestor asked again, and there was no wave on his face.

Luo Ying's eyes also looked at the curtain not far in front, and his expression moved slightly, as if he could see the figure of that guy through the curtain.

Before the old eunuch could reply, the arrogant voice of the county king came from outside: "Since we are all drinking and talking, let's talk about drinking." No format, no style, play to your heart's content. ”

"Okay, let's talk about drinking!

"Good!

Everyone applauded and coaxed, making it difficult for Luo Sakura Seventeen to refuse.

The old ancestor smiled faintly and said, "Drinking is the topic, it is not difficult or easy, I don't know if the four young people behind the seventeenth can do it on the spot." ”

The emperor stood on the side, and couldn't help but say: "Grandmother, how can you have Yaxing to listen to these children's poems today, grandson remembers, you used to hate these things." ”

The old ancestor glanced at him, stretched out his hand and grabbed Luo Ying's little hand, and sneered: "You, a father, care so much about your daughter's lifelong affairs, I, an old woman, naturally can't be left behind." ”

The emperor's heart moved, and he immediately said happily: "Grandmother, do you also think that Yu Wenqing is the best candidate?"

The old ancestor sneered again and said mercilessly: "Idiot. ”

The emperor was stunned, a little embarrassed, and a little puzzled.

If it's not Yu Wenqing, who is it?

In the main hall, who else can be more outstanding than the prince who left the country?

Sakura Nineteen still didn't look at him, but at the curtain.

At this time, in the main hall, Luo Yingmeng finally spoke: "Okay, since you want to humiliate yourself, then don't blame Princess Ben for being unkind!" Yan Yuchen, you come!"

The corners of the emperor's mouth twitched, and he sighed: "This seventeen, what you said is simply ...... It's all about losing my royal face. But who is that Yan Yuchen? Is he famous?"

"I am a poet!"

In the main hall, a young voice suddenly came, but it was domineering, more arrogant than Luo Ying Seventeen, and it seemed that he didn't put the world's talents in his eyes at all, and said: "I hope everyone keeps their mentality, holds a good wine glass, and after listening to the poem, don't feel inferior." ”

"This ......"

Even the old ancestor felt a little unbearable on his face.

In this Weiyang country, why is one more arrogant and rude than the other, so many distinguished foreign guests, can't they be restrained and polite?

"Poof—"

Luo Yingxi, who was standing next to her, covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

This guy is really hard to change, and he is a joke everywhere.

The old ancestor glanced at her, sighed slightly, and did not speak again.

"Poet Immortal, why have I never heard of this person? I have heard of that poet Li Bai, it is said that he can make good poems as long as he drinks, why didn't Seventeen let him write them?"

The Emperor wondered.

"Hmph, what a big breath!"

In the main hall, everyone's tone became very unfriendly, and they all sneered and coaxed: "What a poet immortal! Don't be inferior! Boy, let's see where your self-confidence and arrogance come from today! If you can't do it, don't blame us for not giving face to the seventeenth princess, I'm going to ask you!"

Yu Wenqing also sneered: "Young Master Yan, please." This prince also happens to have a drinking poem, brewing in his belly, let's compare it. Please!"

Luo Yingxi's eyes flashed, and her face became cold.

The emperor smiled expectantly: "Grandmother, please take a closer look, this Yuwenqing is both civil and military, and he is extremely talented, and he is definitely a rare talent." ”

The old ancestor glanced at the girl beside him, and said meaningfully: "Okay, then I'll see today who is more capable of these two people." ”

At this time, in the main hall, Yan Yuchen picked up the wine glass in front of Luo Yingmeng, looked at the people below, and said loudly: "Will enter the wine!"

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