Chengqing Hall passed through the Li family's interruption, although it faded a little festive, but in addition to treating the prince of Su Wang differently, the mind of the irrelevant people was still on the poetry.

After all, those three poems are really amazingly written, and tomorrow will definitely be famous in Chang'an, and everyone wants to see what the person who wrote the poem looks like, whether it is a good talent or not.

Many official ladies got together and whispered:

"Such a good talent, and a deep love for his wife, if it is handsome, it would be good, I'm afraid I'm a bad old man......"

"It sounds like an old man, but if there is Xu Shizi who is half handsome, he will marry me when he is thirty years older......"

"By the way, the last time the dragon chanted poetry meeting, did Xu Shizi also write a poem?"

Xu Shizi didn't admit it, saying that he bought it...... Alas! No one is perfect, Xu Shizi's martial arts are like a fairy, and if he is peerless, he will not let other men live......"

All kinds of chaotic sounds are inexplicable to Xu Buling's ears.

"Poetry, what poetry?"

Xu Buling opened his mouth to ask, but before he could get an answer, he saw Song Baiqing standing up, holding a manuscript of poetry in his hand, and walked to the center of the hall and said:

"The handwriting on the manuscript, huh...... It's the little girl Song Yufu. However, it was not written by the little girl, but only a copy of it. ”

"Oh?!"

The guests were suddenly interested, and their eyes turned to Miss Song, who was among the female guests.

Song Ji nodded and chuckled: "Where did you copy it from?" ”

Song Baiqing, who was pitted by his daughter, held the poem manuscript in both hands, brewed a little, and still looked at his daughter in a blink of an eye:

"Yufu, where did you copy these three poems? Do not speak before the Holy One."

Everyone is watching, and the gaze of the princes and generals of the Manchu Dynasty is not small.

Song Yufu's quiet face was flushed, she stood up softly and weakly, clutched the corners of her skirt tightly, pursed her lips, and did not speak.

Mrs. Lu hadn't recovered from Fang Cai's 'blow' yet, and when she saw Song Yufu next to her getting up, her heart trembled again, and she even forgot to comfort her, and she was a little restless.

This can't be written by Xiao Buling, right?!

Song Baiqing saw that her daughter was stunned, and said in a deep voice: "Just say it." ”

As the great sacrificial wine of the country's eunuch, the princes and princes present were all protégés of Song Baiqing, and their tone was naturally a little stern.

Song Ji looked at it a few times, thinking that Song Yufu was shy and shy, and said:

"Yufu, everyone here is an elder, so you don't have to be so restrained."

The Son of Heaven has spoken, and it is obviously a bit rude not to speak again.

Song Yufu pinched the corners of her skirt tightly, her nails almost dug into the flesh, biting her lip, and her eyes gradually turned red. She promised not to leak this matter, and now that she has made a big mistake and lost her trust, where is she willing to speak.

"Miss Song, talk about it......"

"yes, what are you shy......

The ladies and ladies began to urge, and of course there was no lack of strange stares from the jealous ones.

Tick –

After a few urgings in front of everyone, Song Yufu's nose was sore, her shoulders trembled slightly, and tears suddenly fell, and she stood like that without raising her head.

"What are you crying about, the Holy One asked you......

"Could it be that Miss Song's lover wrote ......"

"Don't talk nonsense......"

The whispers continued, and the eyes became more and more serious, with a little displeasure.

Song Yufu bit her lower lip and didn't want to cry, but the tears just couldn't stop, the grievances were a little wronged, but being scolded by everyone was better than being dishonest and ......

Time passed very slowly, and Song Jie's expression gradually changed from mild to frowning, as if it was the first time he had seen such an obedient girl.

Song Baiqing frowned, and was about to open his mouth to urge again, when a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"I don't let her say, she doesn't dare to speak, no need to ask."

The voice was clear, with a hint of helplessness.

Everyone's attention was on Song Yufu, and the voice appeared very abruptly, and they were all stunned.

Looking back, he saw that the prince of Su Wang, who had just been in the limelight, stood up again, walked to the middle of the hall, and spread his hands with a loveless expression.

"Whoop ————"

The Chengqing Hall of Nuoda directly fryed the pot.

Many officials' teacups fell to the ground, and even Song Ji was stunned for a moment, tilting his head slightly as if wondering, 'What is the situation?' ’。

Xiao Chuyang and the other three princes and nine kings, who had not moved like a mountain for many years, were all shocked at this time, and looked at Xu Buling in disbelief.

The Holy Master Xingshi mobilized the ministers to perform a 'thousand gold to buy horse bones', and you ran out to interrupt and earned a clear name of 'uprightness'.

That's it, after that, continue to 'buy horse bones', and you want to jump out and be a thousand horses?

is already a prince and a son-in-law, a martial artist, a peerless style, and an outstanding character, and then a peerless literary talent, do you want to go to heaven?

All the good things are all for you to occupy?

There was a commotion in the Chengqing Palace, and the musicians who beat the drums and bells forgot their tunes, and looked at the dazzling Su Wang Shizi in the center of the hall in a daze.

Song Yufu trembled slightly, pursed her lips and secretly glanced at Xu Buling, with a deep apology in her eyes, and a little relieved - this is your own admission, you can't blame me......

Xu Buling has the heart to die, not to mention Aunt Lu, now the Queen Mother is estimated to be able to eat him alive, he also swore last night that he would not compose a poem, if the Queen Mother knew......

But he has been pushed to the forefront by his dear 'girlfriend', and Xu Buling has no other way than to improvise, so he can't force himself to pretend to be stupid.

"That's right, you guessed it right, these three poems of Song Yufu were copied from me...... Well, I just found out about this, but I didn't expect the saint to put on such a big show...... Flattered. ”

Xu Buling's expression was flat, with a little smile, and he raised his hand to Song Ji.

"Wow-"

As soon as these words came out, the female guests sitting there screamed, and they fell for it in an instant.

Even the civil and military courtiers who had seen a lot of strong winds and waves were shocked.

It's not that I haven't seen a young man who has never seen a peerless horse, Chang'an City, as the imperial capital, is the most talented.

It's not without the pride of the sky, but it's the first one in history to be such a tiger.

On martial arts, Xu Buling can be crushed all the way from Chang'an to the border pass, and the paper can also be crushed back to Chang'an from the border pass.

There is no one in the whole country who can fight, which can no longer be described as a genius.

Let you live to the age of standing?!

Gongsun Ming reacted the fastest, clapping his hands and praising loudly:

"Xu Shizi has both ability and political integrity, but it is really 'not a hit, a blockbuster'!"

Bang Bang Bang –

Gongsun Ming clapped his hands alone, Gongsun Lu followed and patted twice, and found that the atmosphere was not right, so he stopped and pulled his father's sleeve.

Xu Buling smiled dryly, and raised his hand to signal: "Gongsun Duwei praises falsely, he can't afford to be a ......."

Song Ji changed his previous calm and solemn, rubbed his chin with his elbows on the armrests of the dragon chair, and frowned slightly:

"No, these three poems were written by you?"

Xu Buling hurriedly shook his head: "No." ”

"Hoo ......"

In the Chengqing Hall of Nuoda, everyone breathed a sigh of relief at the same time and wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads.

If this was really written by Xu Buling, the master who was present to do the study would have to be renamed Mr. Xu Buling.

But it didn't take long for everyone's hearts to rise again.

It seems that last time in Longyin Pavilion, the song "The Wind to the Dust and the Fragrance of Flowers Have Ended", Xu Buling also said that he didn't write it, but this thing was not written by Xu Buling, who else could write it? I can't find a second one in Chang'an City!

Qi Xinghan stood up again, with some annoyance in his eyes, and directly spread his hands in the appearance of Xu Buling:

"Could it be that it was copied by the son of the world again? Don't know where it came from? The Holy One can sit here, and if the prince talks nonsense casually, it is a crime of deceitful ......."