Chu Qingli was angry on her face, but she snickered in her heart, Shen Qiuyu guessed correctly, she did steal other people's poems, but what made people angry was that Shen Qiuyu didn't know whose poems she stole from.

In this case, let your losing heart be convinced. "Since Miss Shen doesn't believe me, then let's change the rules, let's set a word, compose a poem around this word, in order to make Miss Shen believe, this poem is made by me, this word, let Miss Shen decide, how about it?"

Shen Qiuyu was already faintly worried that she couldn't compare to Chu Qingli, and now that she had such a good opportunity, how could she let it go.

"Okay." Shen Qiuyu agreed, she was thinking about the poems she had done, which one was the best, "Then revolve around the word 'love'." Shen Qiuyu has been in love with Xiao Pan for many years without success, and the poems written with this emotion are full of feelings, and Shen Qiuyu thinks it is the best.

Although this love word is easy to write, it is also easy to write clichés, it is not difficult to say, and it is not easy to say simple.

Chu Qingli naturally had no reason to refuse, she had already thought of several poems to write love, "Since that's the case, then please write." ”

Chu Qingli picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and wrote on the paper with the pen, and the people below who looked at it exclaimed in surprise, and they didn't even need to think for a moment.

Shen Qiuyu was planning to deceive and use the poems he had written before, but how could Chu Qingli write quickly? Could it be that she had also written about it before?

Seeing that Chu Qing was leaving the pen endlessly, Shen Qiuyu was not to be outdone, and hurriedly began to write.

The people under the high platform all craned their necks and stood on tiptoe, knowing that they could not see what the two of them had written, but they still did in vain.

After Chu Qingli finished writing, he put the pen on the inkstone, and looked at the written poems with satisfaction, poems are good poems, but it would be nice if the words could be better.

Chu Qingli turned his head and saw that Shen Qiuyu had also stopped writing, so he made a gesture of invitation and asked Shen Qiuyu to show it first.

Shen Qiuyu did not twist and displayed the poem in front of everyone. Everyone pointed to each other in their hands, read silently in their mouths, and read word by word.

"Not bad."

"It's wonderful."

"It's so well written."

……

Shen Qiuyu's affectionate verses won the approval of those seated, "It's your turn, let's see, what did you write?" Shen Qiuyu looked at everyone's reactions, and felt that she was going to win, and her arrogance rose again.

Chu Qingli raised his eyebrows, without fear, walked to the high platform, unfolded the white paper, and everyone first read it silently as before, but seeing that Chu Qingli's poems were so good, they couldn't help but speak.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. ”

After reading it, everyone was amazed, and the discussion became louder.

Chu Qingli looked at Shen Qiuyu, "Make a judgment from above." This kind of affection for the tribulation of life and death, how can it be compared to the unrequited love of Shen Qiuyu's little woman's family, it can't help but seem stingy.

"Everyone, please also taste, whose verses are better?" Chu Qingli asked the people under the high platform.

"Princess." Everyone spoke in unison, and they were all impressed by Chu Qingli's verses.

Chu Qing was proud, and he didn't have to hide his face, "How is it, Miss Shen, are you still convinced?" ”

Shen Qiuyu didn't look over her head and didn't look at her. Shen Qiuyu admitted that she couldn't compare to Chu Qingli when this poem was right, but to make her apologize was even more torturous than letting her die.

Chu Qingli lowered his head and watched Shen Qiuyu clench his teeth and not let go, his face full of shame.

Chu Qingli patted Shen Qiuyu on the shoulder, and pretended to be generous: "Miss Shen, you are also a famous family, and I won't let you lose face in front of everyone, so you can apologize to me in private, and this matter will be over." ”

Shen Qiuyu shrugged his shoulders and pushed Chu Qingli's hand away. Chu Qingli let out a "hey", "Why don't you know what to do." ”

"I am willing to lose the bet, and I will apologize in public." Although Shen Qiuyu was unwilling, he didn't want Chu Qingli to look at him flatly, and his face was faced, but his integrity must be preserved.

Shen Qiuyu took a step forward and looked at everyone in the audience, "Today, I, Shen Qiuyu, am willing to gamble and lose, since I lost to Princess Mu, I have to apologize to her." Shen Qiuyu turned to face Chu Qingli again, and bent her waist, "Princess, I am so offended, don't blame me." Shen Qiuyu really gritted his teeth when he said this.

"Ahem, okay, this matter should be over, in fact, Miss Shen's poems are still very good, but you still need to be more refined, don't be lazy." Chu Qingli chuckled, turned around and stepped off the high platform first.

What Chu Qingli didn't know was that Shen Qiuyu's eyes were staring fiercely at her back.

With the results of the competition coming out, today's Yaji is over, Chu Qingli and Xiao Pan returned to the carriage and rode back to their homes.

Chu Qing sat on his side, opened the curtain and looked out the window, this night fell, the streets of the capital were even more smoky, and the heat from the wonton stall could be seen clearly.

Chu Qingli suddenly felt a tightness in his waist, and as soon as he looked down, Xiao Pan used his hand to pull Chu Qingli into his arms.

Chu Qingli looked up at Xiao Pan's face, only to see Xiao Pan pretending to be calm, "Sit down." ”

"How can I sit down like this?" Chu Qingli lowered her head, and Xiao Pan's hand was still tightly wrapped around her waist.

Xiao Pan realized that the strength in his hand was loosened a little, but he did not let go of Chu Qingli. Chu Qingli moved his position and sat down beside Xiao Pan.

"How could you have written such a bleak verse?" Chu Qingli's poems are good poems, but they are too lonely and lonely, which is incomprehensible.

Chu Qingli blinked, how could she explain to Xiao Pan that this was not what she had experienced? "This ...... It's just that I suddenly thought that instead of writing poems with 'love', I thought that it would be more touching to be miserable. ”

"Really?" If it is deliberate, the emotions will not be so sincere, and between the lines of this poem, it is really like Chu Qingli feels about himself.

Chu Qingli didn't believe it when he saw Xiao Pan, and looked at her with suspicious eyes, so he had to reexplain, "Actually...... In fact, although writing poetry is writing about husband and wife, this is not the case for me. Chu Qingli lowered his head and pretended to be sad.

"What do you mean by that?" Xiao Pan saw that Chu Qing was detached and sad, and asked in a hurry.

Chu Qingli lowered his head and whispered: "Actually, when I said 'love', I thought of my mother, and in the name of husband and wife, I told me how much I missed my mother. Isn't it been more than ten years since my mother left me and Qinghan? ”

Chu Qingli's remarks made Xiao Pan feel distressed, he hugged Chu Qingli in his arms and comforted him softly, "I will be by your side in the future." ”