At this time, Wang Ping also stood up and looked around at everyone: "Lord Liu is right, although Liu Sanchang's poem is good, maybe there is a more powerful lyricist hidden in us?" Come on, come on, I've written a poem here, take it out and share it with you! ”

Wang Ping's words attracted everyone's attention again.

Even Yang Zongyu looked at him a few more times, he wanted to see how many catties and taels this Wang Ping could have.

Wang Ping saw that everyone's eyes were looking at him, and he sang loudly: ""Partridge Sky Queqiao Meeting"

The sky of Qixi Festival is like that of previous years, and the myths of the world tug at the heartstrings.

The Milky Way is moving, and the sky is full of sorrows.

Achieve a good dream marriage. Magpie with hard work color bridge connection.

Accompanied by lingering love stars, in addition to worries and smiles. ”

Wang Ping took out all his emotions and took out the lyrics he made.

After chanting, he looked at the crowd with high spirits: "How is it, in this work?" Isn't it particularly good. ”

Papapapa~!

As soon as Wang Ping's words were finished, Ding Yang next to him also stood up, lined up his palms and said: "I think that Brother Wang's Qixi poem is much better than the one that Liu Sanbian just now." ”

When Liu Sanbian heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to comment on this work. Unexpectedly, many people suddenly praised Wang Ping's poem there.

And many of those people have long recognized Wang Ping, Wang Ping's father Wang Qin, that is the prime minister of the dynasty, this status and identity, many people want to climb.

"Good poem, what a good poem!"

"This poem points out the story of the mythical Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and it is well written."

“……。”

Those people were messy, blowing nonsense for a while, blowing Wang Ping's heart crookedly.

also blew the corners of Yang Zongyu's mouth twitched, this Wang Ping is too shameless. Such a poem, can it be compared with Liu Sanchang's words?

It's hilarious!

Liu Ruyan, who was on the third floor, couldn't see her expression, but she suddenly said: "This poem by this son is indeed well written." ”

As soon as Liu Ruyan's words came out, those who flattered Wang Ping became even more unscrupulous.

"Wang Gongzi's poem is indeed a masterpiece tonight."

"I'm afraid that there will never be a better work than this poem in the future."

"I think so, too."

“……。”

The words of those hypocritical people made Yang Zongyu frown, and Zhao Yuluo and Kou Wan'er frowned.

Others need to flatter Wang Ping, but Zhao Yuluo and Kou Wan'er don't. The second daughter looked at Wang Ping on the side, with an intriguing expression on her face.

Zhao Yuluo shook his head even more and said, "These people are too fake. ”

Kou Wan'er also nodded and responded: "Those people are nothing more than jealous of Wang Ping, and they want to have a relationship with Wang Ping, so they will say such things that violate their conscience." ”

Zhao Yuluo said: "Yes, I really can't think about it anymore, I have to hit that Wang Ping well, look at his face, it's so annoying!" ”

Kou Wan'er looked at Zhao Jie beside Wang Ping, and said to Zhao Yuluo: "Yuluo, your cousin is also there, aren't you afraid that he will recognize you?" ”

Zhao Yuluo said indifferently: "What are you afraid of?" Cousin? Scold! I don't like him. ”

Kou Wan'er chuckled, "Okay! I believe that the words of Yuluo can really be compared with Liu Sanchang. ”

"Hee-hee~!"

Zhao Yuluo smiled happily: "Sister Wan'er, I still have self-knowledge, how can my words be compared with Liu Sanchang, but since I have come up with it, it is a pity not to take it out." ”

Kou Wan'er smiled: "Yes, Yuluo, my sister supports you, come on!" ”

"Hmm!"

Zhao Yu answered, and then, she walked out of the private room and came to the railing outside.

As soon as Zhao Yuluo walked out, Liu Ruyan, who was on the third floor, turned her eyes to her, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yang Zongyu naturally also noticed that Zhao Yuluo came out, they were also men, and Yang Zongyu was also a handsome guy, but compared with him, he was a grade lower.

Zhao Yuluo looked around at all the people in Yixiang Pavilion, looked at Wang Ping, who was praised by others, and said, "This brother, I just thought of a good poem here, and I want to compare it with you." ”

Suddenly, someone interrupted his Yaxing, and the expression on Wang Ping's face was a little unpleasant. He turned his gaze to Zhao Yuluo's body, saw Zhao Yuluo's appearance clearly, and an inexplicable jealousy rose in his heart.

Wang Ping sneered: "This brother, aren't you afraid to take out your work, write it too poorly, and lose face?" ”

Zhao Yuluo said confidently: "I'm not afraid of your garbage poems at all." ”

"You ——!"

Wang Ping's face suddenly became very ugly, he didn't expect that besides Yang Zongyu, there would be someone who dared to slap himself like this.

Wang Ping's unhappy mood was fermenting, and when Zhao Jie next to him saw Zhao Yuluo, his face also changed.

Zhao Jie heard what Wang Ping said to Zhao Yuluo, and he hurriedly pulled Wang Ping and said, "Brother Wang, Brother Wang, ......." ”

Wang Ping was angry, where did he listen to Zhao Jie's words, he still looked at Zhao Yuluo coldly and said: "Little white face, since you are so confident, then you can come up with any words of yours, and let everyone evaluate and evaluate." ”

Zhao Yuluo smiled: "Then you can wash your ears and listen carefully!" ”

Wang Ping's face was dark, his fists were clenched, and he especially wanted to rush over and punch the little white face a few times.

Obviously, I came to pretend to be forced by myself, but I was cut off by others, unpleasant, very unhappy!

Seeing Wang Ping's expression, Zhao Jie sighed, pulled Wang Ping again, and said, "Brother Wang Ping, can you calm down, do you know who you provoked?" ”

Hearing Zhao Jie's words, Wang Ping said disappreliantly: "Hmph! No matter who he is, I, Wang Ping, am not easy to mess with, if you dare to provoke me, I will let him have no good fruit to eat. ”

"Hey!"

Zhao Jie sighed in his heart, looked at Wang Ping and said, "What you provoked is the Yongning County Lord Zhao Yuluo you want to know!" ”

"Who?"

Wang Ping looked at Zhao Yuluo over there with wide eyes, and asked Zhao Jie: "That little white face, isn't she, is she the leader of the Yongning group?" ”

Zhao Jie nodded and said, "That's right, she is the daughter of the Eight Sages King, Zhao Yuluo, the county lord of Yongning." ”

"Ahh

Wang Ping was stunned, and his mood was difficult to express in words. In short, it's very uncomfortable.

This has not yet been acquainted, and it has left a bad impression in the hearts of others, and it is difficult to change the outlook!

Zhao Defang, the king of the Eight Sages, is more powerful than his father Wang Qin in some aspects, and his daughter, Zhao Yuluo, the lord of Yongning County, is the first beauty in Bianjing.

Countless dignitaries and dignitaries are the women they most want to marry, and now it's okay.

Wang Ping wants to cry without tears!