Ying Yuan glanced at Ruan Fanghua, and looked at Lian Qingcheng with great appreciation, he was present on the night of the queen's birthday, so he also saw the dragon and phoenix picture, bright and fluorescent, reflecting each other, the person who can draw a peerless painting in this way is only Lian Qingcheng, today's competition for literary talent, he is a high-minded and arrogant literati, but he can't help himself in the imperial court, so even if Lian Qingcheng's words are better than Ruan Fanghua, he has to break off against his will.

"The title of the old decay is very simple, only two words, the dynasty."

When Lian Qingcheng heard this, he silently glanced at Ruan Fanghua, and saw that she looked like she was winning, and Ying Yuan's face was slightly unnatural, and he sneered coldly: "Lord Ying's topic is really out of the material."

"Why, if not, it's better to admit defeat as soon as possible, and save yourself a shame when the time comes."

Liu Hanyu chuckled, showing his fingers around Bai Juan, who kept turning.

"It's not a comparison yet, why did Miss Liu decide that I would definitely lose."

Lian Qingcheng looked at her and Ying Yuan meaningfully, and saw that a trace of unnaturalness flashed in their eyes, and he squinted and smiled faintly, so that Han Lie was ready to write and ink.

Feng Guixie looked at it, only to see her pen flying, and within a moment, the rice paper was almost full of words, but Ruan Fanghua took the paper and pen and returned to the carriage.

"Qianqiu, go see what she's doing."

He stared at the carriage of Liufu with a frown, recalling all kinds of affection of Ruan Fanghua in the past, this woman always gave him a bad premonition in his heart.

Qianqiu's figure disappeared quietly, so fast that people were caught off guard, and when he returned, Ruan Fanghua happened to have already gotten out of the carriage with the paper.

"Master, there"

He replied in a low voice, and after listening to Feng Guixie, he pursed his lips disdainfully and sneered: "So that's the case."

Even Qingcheng didn't know the news they had found, and when he saw Ruan Fanghua coming, he gave up a vacant seat to the extreme.

"Miss Ruan, please show the question first."

Ruan Fanghua did not shirk when she heard this, smiled shyly, and slowly opened the rice paper and laid it flat on the stone table.

With green water, hand up the Zhu Tower, fly to gallop road, weeping poplar shade royal ditch.

The high cover of the condensing wings, the stacked drums are sent to the Chinese wheel, and the Yuntai table is dedicated, and the fame can be received.

She muttered Ruan Fanghua's poems, and couldn't help but appreciate it in her heart, with the help of the prosperous atmosphere of Kyoto to express her desire for fame and fame.

Ying Yuan stroked his white beard and nodded again and again, "Good poetry, good poetry, Miss Ruan deserves to be a talented girl."

Ruan Fanghua responded with a smile and looked up at Lian Qingcheng, with a faint hint of provocation in her eyes.

Even Qingcheng ignored her eyes, one hand held high the rice paper and quickly unfolded, the four lines of small Kai came into view, the pen was dignified and elegant, neither smiling, but also not tadpole stupid, light and heavy, in one go, the pen seemed to be slightly heavier, but it was more meticulous.

Before reading his poems, he sighed first, and with the domineering of this paper alone, Ruan Fanghua had already lost half of it.

The autumn water is quiet, and the mountains are full of red and red voices.

If the sky knows my intentions, prosperity and sacrifice are all with you.

Ying Yuan looked at those lines of poetry obsessively, his face was slightly moved, there is no dispute in the prosperous world, and he is riding the world, this is the wish of many people who live in temples all their lives but cannot reach it, even Qingcheng can do it so chicly.

"It's a 'prosperous and prosperous'."

A warm voice came from afar, and Lian Qingcheng bent his eyebrows and slowly put away the rice paper.

He actually came, and it was really lively today.

"Four Princes".

As soon as Ying Yuan saw that the person who came was Feng Gui Evil, he immediately became respectful.

Liu Wuyong pushed Liu Hanyu's arm sadly, and said in a low voice: "The fourth prince is here, will it ruin our plan?" ”

"What are you afraid of, my father has always regarded him as a thorn in his side, and if he dares to meddle in this matter, he is not making trouble for himself."

Liu Hanyu withdrew his arm and glanced at him with disgust, he was timid and afraid, how could he have the appearance of a concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I really don't know how I could have such a brother.

"Lord Ying, I don't know which of these two poems is better?"

Feng Guixie smiled lightly, although he was saying to Yuan, his raccoon eyes were staring at Lian Qingcheng.

"This"

Ying Yuan hesitated, his face was embarrassed, how could he not understand the meaning of Feng Gui's evil words, but on one side is Prime Minister Liu, on the other side is the four princes, although Feng Gui is not favored, but in the end he is a member of the royal family, not to mention that he has the support of the Queen Mother behind him, if he offends him, wouldn't it be equivalent to offending the emperor, but Prime Minister Liu Cheng is also a person who must not be provoked.

Seeing this, Liu Hanyu coughed heavily and glared at him angrily.

"Miss Ruan's poems are even more subtle."

Ying Yuan was helpless, and lowered his head after speaking.

"Really? This prince thinks that even Gongzi's poems are more satisfactory to me. ”

Feng Gui Evil Demon smiled, his eyebrows slightly raised.

Ruan Fanghua glared at Lian Qingcheng with envy, clenching her teeth.

"The fourth prince, this is our competition with Lian Gongzi, Lord Ying is the deciding person, who is superior and who is inferior, it should be he who has the final say, don't forget even Gongzi, you also promised in the morning."

Liu Hanyu took two steps forward and was domineering.

Lian Qingcheng didn't like her feeling of suppressing Feng Guixi, he was angry in his heart, but he smiled and said: "Naturally, this son is willing to gamble and lose, and I will return this trick to you." ”

She took out a piece of paper from her bosom and raised it in her hand, listened to the sound of the wind, and threw it with the wind, and the paper drifted into the air with the wind.

"Oh, why is Liu Gongzi so useless, he can't catch a piece of paper."

She calculated that others and turned around to beat a rake, blowing Liu Wuyong's nose and glaring at her.

"You"

"What are you, why don't you hurry up and recover the note, if it falls into the water, our previous bet will still be counted."

She smiled and leaned against the pillar with her hands on her chest.

Feng Guiyi shook his head helplessly, his thin lips pursed slightly, "Fortunately, I'm not Cheng'er's enemy, otherwise I don't know how I would have died." ”

"What are they going to do with me, if they want to provoke me?"

She said it rightly, and watched the paper float into the water with cold eyes, Liu Wuyong panicked and jumped in.

"Over there, over there, quick!"

Liu Hanyu and Ruan Fanghua stood on the shore and shouted anxiously, Lian Qingcheng snorted softly and quietly walked behind the two.

"Liu Gongzi can't find the note, why don't the two young ladies go down and help him."

Before they could react, the person had already "plopped" into the water, and the cold river water invaded the body, freezing Liu Hanyu and scolded loudly.

"It's really useless, the three of them can't get a piece of paper back, Boss Han, bring me a stick."

Han Lie threw over a long wooden stick as thick as a fist, and even Qingcheng clasped his hands to scoop up the paper, saying that it was fishing, it was better to say that it was beating, and the target was directly at the three people in the water.

Liu Wuyong screamed when he was beaten, coupled with the cold water, he almost had no strength, and the situation of Liu Hanyu and Ruan Fanghua was not much better, the clothes on their bodies were wet, the delicate waist posture flickered, and there were a few red marks on the beautiful face, all of which won Lian Qingcheng's masterpiece.

"Let's go."

She threw the stick, let the note drift away with the water, and whispered to the phoenix in the stone pavilion.

"I sent the groom back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to report the news."

He came over, sincerely.

"If you can't be in the Prime Minister's Mansion, you should let me vent the anger in my belly."

"You've always known that now is not the time."

He whispered and laughed, but his eyes were a little stern.

Qingcheng listened, stopped and stared at the tanuki eyes, with a hint of anger on his face.

"Yes, in your opinion, no time is the best time, so how long do you have to endure being bullied by them?"

He was suddenly stunned, and looked at her in surprise, thinking that she was doing this for herself, but it turned out that she didn't like to see him being bullied by Liu Hanyu

She was shocked to realize that she was speechless, blushed slightly, and walked forward as if angry.

Feng Gui Xie caught up with him in a few arrows, and said softly: "Cheng'er, it won't be long, believe me." ”

Lian Qingcheng didn't stop, and there was a faint urge to cry in his heart.

It won't be long, and by then, will you still need me?