Xiao Shilian bit it to death, Chen Shujian's smug look made him look very unhappy, but there was no way, following Xiao Maha to Huaibei, Xiao Shilian had fewer opportunities to read, and this poem was even worse than before.

Suddenly, someone patted him on the shoulder, Xiao Shilian Huo Ran turned around, I don't know when, Li Xinchen had already turned around and walked in the direction of Shen Jungao. I only heard my companion say loudly: "Ming Gong, I haven't written yet." ”

Shen Jungao smiled and nodded, although he didn't know where this young man came from, but just now he helped Xiao Shilian and Pei Zilie pass the second level, and he was still looked at by Shen Jungao. What's more, this is also related to the gambling of Xu Ling and Princess Ning Yuan, which makes Shen Jungao have expectations for this young man.

"Hongu said that they haven't reached the time to lose yet." Princess Ning Yuan, who was standing beside Xu Ling, snorted and said, her eyes drifted on the poems that had been written, obviously she still had no confidence in Li Xinchen, so she was still thinking about whether to find a way to destroy all these poems.

As if sensing that His Royal Highness Ning Yuan's mouth was harder, Xu Ling just smiled and shook his head. Among the many poems, of course, Xu Deyan's poems are the most outstanding, as the grandson of Xu Ling personally cultivated, of course Xu Deyan will not embarrass the Xu family of poetry and book heirlooms, even if the two princes are also taught by famous teachers, there must still be a gap with Xu Deyan's personal teaching.

Although Xu Deyan made it clear that he didn't want to participate in the competition for the crown, the excellence of his poetry could not be concealed, even if Princess Ning Yuan played tricks, it was Xu Lingsheng.

Unless······ Xu Ling slowly looked sideways at Li Xinchen, who was holding a pen and dipping it in ink, unless this guy could make a splash.

The footsteps around him sounded, and Xu Ling hurriedly arched his hand: "Your Highness." ”

Princess Lechang said in a deep voice: "Duke Ming doesn't need to be polite. ”

"Your Highness just went to the front of the field?" Xu Ling's gaze fell back on the poems around him.

"You can't teach a child!" Princess Lechang snorted lightly, "The two brothers in this palace are really not afraid of causing trouble. ”

Xu Ling picked up his pen and wrote down his comments, and said in a deep voice: "The two highnesses are young and vigorous, so ······ It makes sense. ”

"But now the world is ······" Princess Lechang lowered her voice, "It's not reasonable!" ”

The pen shook slightly, and it almost came out of his hand, Xu Ling immediately used his strength to hold the pen shaft: "This sentence is usually changed, His Highness can't say it." I guess it's what His Majesty said. ”

"Hmm." Princess Lechang's white and slender fingers were placed on the table, tapping lightly intentionally or unintentionally, and the worries and uneasiness in her heart were not concealed at all, "I can't hide it from Ming Gong." ”

Xu Ling slowly put down his pen, and as expected, Princess Lechang made a special trip to the poetry meeting this time, not simply to appreciate the poems, there is more or less His Majesty's meaning behind this.

Obviously, the heartfelt words he said to His Majesty before also touched His Majesty's heartstrings to some extent, and Chen Ji was obviously curious enough about Xu Ling's attitude and what his son was like now.

Princess Lechang, who has always been smart, is really a good choice to come and complete the task.

His Majesty had the ambition to overthrow Chen Bozong and dominate the world, but in the end, he had a headache for a group of sons who caused trouble, and every family had a scripture that was difficult to read, as an evergreen tree in the court, if he was someone else, Xu Ling would not care, but this is His Majesty's difficulty, and this difficulty is ultimately related to the future of the entire Da Chen, so Xu Ling has to care.

"That's it, Your Majesty's mind old man can also speculate a little bit on his own." Xu Ling said in a deep voice, "Your Highness must have seen today's scene, these two royal highnesses have not been titled, it is already like this, what the rest of the people look like without the old man to say more, so far, I can only ask His Royal Highness to tell Your Majesty, a word from the old man." ”

Princess Lechang's expression was awe-inspiring: "Why didn't Duke Ming make it clear to his father?" ”

"If some words are said in front of His Majesty, His Majesty may not be able to listen to them, but His Highness will find a way to relay them, maybe it will be better." Xu Ling said lightly, "Please also tell Your Majesty that the snipe and clam compete for the second place, and beware of someone helping to abuse them, and someone will finally 'benefit from the fisherman'." ”

Trembling slightly, Princess Lechang whispered, "Be taught." ”

Even if this is Xu Ling's identity, it is not easy to say it directly to Chen Ji, after all, the danger of losing the country should not be something that a courtier should worry about during the period of national stability. No wonder Xu Ling insisted on letting Princess Lechang relay it.

Xu Ling exhaled and looked up at the young people not far away.

The fisherman profits, but I don't know, who is this fisherman?

"The person who is writing poems, has Ming Gong ever known?" Suddenly remembering something, Princess Lechang's gaze fell on Li Xinchen instead.

"Oh?" Xu Ling glanced up at Li Xinchen, who was struggling to write, "I don't know, but I heard that it is the staff of Xiao Yuanyin, the general of the Left Guard." ”

Princess Lechang bowed slightly: "This person is interesting." ”

Xu Ling frowned slightly, and was about to speak, but Li Xinchen in front of him had already put down his pen and solemnly bowed his hand to Shen Jungao. And I only heard Shen Jun shouting high and low: "Good poetry!" ”

The last incense stick is also at the end at this time, as soon as the wind blows, the last line of incense is also scattered with the wind, and the incense burned to ashes cannot be supported in the wind, and slowly collapses, turning into a part of the thick incense ash in the incense burner.

Without waiting for the ink to dry, Li Xinchen's poems were hung out.

"Crossing the far Jingmen and coming from Chu to travel. The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness. Xiao Shilian was the first to open his mouth and read it out, "What a 'river into the great wilderness'!" ”

"Under the moon, the flying mirror, the clouds are born and the sea is built. still pity the hometown water, thousands of miles to see off the boat. Pei Zilie read as he slowly turned his head sideways, and Chen Shujian, who was standing beside him, had turned pale.

The poems written in this way hang straight there, the ink fragrance is still there, and the word is also quite chic, and the bold and broad emotions can be seen between the lines and in the poems. The whole poem expresses homesickness with the scenery of the sea and the sky, there is movement in the stillness, and the momentum is broad, which is definitely the best work, in comparison, Xu Deyan's poem seems a little childish.

After all, the sound of birdsong and the sound of the sea and the sky cannot be compared.

"It's ugly." Li Xinchen smiled.

This is the poem of the poet fairy Li Bai, and then it is written with the willow body that he learned in his previous life, and in this era, the town is still okay.

It's a pity that I knew that there was today, and I should have been more attentive when I practiced willow style, and this word is only now at the point where I can see it, and it doesn't match the level of poetry.

"Shizhong, I didn't expect you to have such a hand, why were you humble before?!" Xiao Shilian said in surprise, when this poem came out, the rest became overshadowed, and today this laurel is decided.

"You······ Who is the teacher? At this moment, Xu Ling's cold voice sounded, interrupting the heated discussion among the young people.