This is really heart-wrenching, and it is aimed at Xie Fanghua.

Xie Fanghua said these words purely to block Yu Fei, where did she dare to say this to the princess. God knows when this Yunying princess had such a good relationship with Yu Fei? She actually helped Yu Fei speak.

"Also," Yun Ying looked at everyone present lightly, "Although this princess is a woman, she also knows that if there is no blood and sweat of the generals, there may not be a chance for us to talk about poetry and lyrics here; If there are no civil officials, it will not work. ”

"Therefore, whether it is a civil official or a military general, as long as they can protect their families and defend the country, those who contribute to my Great Zhou are all good officials. Civility or martial arts should be respected. When Yun Ying said this, the atmosphere of the scene froze for a while.

Except for Li Xiuwen and the two hall owners, who had been indifferent, everyone else bowed their heads and remained silent. This is the majesty of a princess of a country, even if others present are dissatisfied, they still dare not challenge the princess's right to speak.

Xie Fanghua is not stupid, Princess Yunying has already done this to protect Yu Fei, if she still wants to fight against Yu Fei, I am afraid that she will offend this princess.

"Now that we're all here, let's start now!" Nan Xue smiled and glanced at Xie Fanghua.

Xie Fanghua received the signal, and said with a smile: "In this way, Fanghua will introduce to you this poetry meeting......

There are a total of three poetry sessions, the first of which is the Flying Flower Order, with flowers as the first word, a total of three rounds. The second session is poetry, and the best poems are selected within the specified time based on the scene scene. The third performance was the best poem composition in the audience.

After the scene just now, Xie Fanghua knew that Yun Ying would speak for Yu Fei, since this was the case, she would automatically include the two of them in the scope of the poetry club in these games, as for whether Yu Fei would make a fool of himself at that time, it was none of her business.

The first Flying Flower Order, starting with Xie Fanghua, was passed down in turn.

Her red lips opened slightly, and a poem blurted out, "The flowers do not bloom and the flowers are thick, and the independent sparse fence is not endless." ”

The next one was a handsome son, and he continued: "When you are drunk, you will break the spring sorrow, and you will be drunk and break the flower branches as a wine chip." ”

"The flowers bloom, the mangroves are chaotic, the warblers are crying, the grass grows, and the egrets of the Pinghu Lake are flying."

"The flowers are drunk, and the warbler is the time to release."

"When the flowers are stuffy, I see continuous rain, and the clouds enter people's homes and the water destroys the embankment."

……

In this way, one sentence per person came to Yu Fei's side. Yu Fei thought about it, looked at Xie Fanghua, who had always paid attention to herself, and smiled slightly: "The flower branches are like fire and wine, just like the song and wake up." ”

Xie Fanghua saw that she couldn't make it difficult for her, and she didn't think so, it was nothing to memorize a few poems. There are many people who can memorize poems, but few can compose them. We'll see!

Xie Fanghua didn't say anything, but Yun Ying leaned over and touched Yu Fei's shoulder, "That's good!" I thought you really only knew a few words. ”

Wang Yao was next to them, and when she heard Yun Ying's words, she covered half of her face with a fan, and whispered to Yun Ying: "Princess, don't be deceived by her usual appearance, Ah Fei is used to pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger." It's just a flying flower order, and it's strange if she can't catch it. ”

Yu Fei smiled, she really didn't read much.

In the second session, everyone was asked to write a poem on the theme of lotus flowers in the lake.

Yun Ying saw the pen, ink, paper and inkstone in front of her, and said that the preparations were quite complete. She had a few taels of ink in her stomach, and she still knew it. It's okay to make a few limerick poems, but she can't make good poems.

After thinking about it for a long time, she didn't write it out. Look to the left and look to the right. When he saw that Yu Fei still had a blank piece of paper in front of him, he whispered to her: "It's okay Ah Fei, with me with you, they don't dare to talk about you." ”

Yu Fei smiled at her.

Xie Fanghua saw the two of them whispering quietly over there, and she didn't know what to say, and the paper in front of the two was empty. Disdainful eyes flashed, and then looked down at the poems on his desk, a smile appeared on his palm-sized face, and her beautiful appearance fascinated many teenagers on the field who secretly paid attention to her.

"Miss Xie San, but she already has a masterpiece?" A scholar close to her asked earnestly.

"I don't dare to deserve it, but it's done." Xie Fanghua pursed her lips and smiled softly.

The scholar who just asked the question had a slightly red face, and looked at her with sparkling eyes and said, "Miss Xie San, don't be humble, we have all heard of your literary talents!" ”

Nan Xue also smiled and said, "Miss Xie San, why don't you wait for the new work with me directly, so as to comfort our curiosity!" ”

As soon as these words fell, many people chimed in.

The maidservant next to her picked up the poem on Xie Fanghua's case with both hands, and then showed it in front of everyone.

"Scorching lotus flowers, pavilions out of the water. One stem is lonely and green, and the two shadows share dividends.

The color grabs the face of the song, and the fragrance dances in the style of clothes. The name lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same as the two hearts. ”

Nanxue's eyes lit up and she read it out. After reading it, I couldn't help but stroke my hands and smiled: "If it's really a masterpiece, take a look, but there are more exquisite poems than those written by Miss Xie San?" ”

When Li Xiuwen and Wen Ren first saw this, they also changed their previous posture of watching from the wall, and Wen Renchu looked at Xie Fanghua with a smile and said, "Miss Xie San, it's really wonderful!" ”

Xie Fanghua gently pulled the hanging hair behind her ears, her watery eyes were dyed with a little smile, and she saluted Wen Renchufu, "Fanghua is not talented, Mr. Xie carries love." ”

Wang Yao looked at Xie Fanghua, who was surrounded by everyone and obviously looked like a talented woman, and couldn't help pouting. But looking at the poems he wrote, he sighed helplessly.

It's really more popular than people! What is there to show off? She leaned over to Yu Fei and said, "This Xie San is really in and out of the limelight, Ah Fei, you ......."

"Huh?" Wang Yao looked at Yu Fei and asked, "Ah Fei, what's wrong with you?" ”

Yu Fei in her eyes looked into the distance at this time, her eyes were blurred and she didn't move. The expression on his face was three points deep and seven points sad, as if he had been deeply hurt by someone.

"Fei, isn't it? She Xie Fanghua just wrote a poem, you won't be hit like this, right? Wang Yao felt incredible.

Yu Fei didn't answer her, but Princess Yunying, who came back after reading the poem, asked Wang Yao in surprise what was wrong with her?

Wang Yao shrugged, she didn't know either!

When Yu Fei looked at the lotus flowers in the lake, his thoughts slowly distracted. She remembered her dead father, and she had not yet avenged her; The Yu family is slowly declining, and she can't change it; She is so much freer than ordinary noblewomen, but she has been powerless to change the status quo...

Is she really so useless?

The hand holding the pen was slightly forced, and the white paper in front of him was slowly stained with black ink.

"The incense is sold and the green leaves are left, and the west wind is worried about the green waves. is also haggard with Shaoguang, unbearable.

The drizzle dreams back to the chicken, and the small building blows through the Yusheng cold. How many tears are there to hate, leaning on the railing. ”

Splash ink on white paper, and it will be done with a wave.

Yun Ying: "..."

Wang Yao: "..."