Chapter 69: Li Hao's Poems

Seeing the second prince coming, the crowd suddenly stirred, compared to the young ladies in the distance who couldn't see and touch, the prince in front of him was real.

"See His Royal Highness the Second Prince!"

"His Royal Highness the Second Prince!"

The second prince smiled very modestly and said: "Today is Xiaoxiao's poetry meeting, everyone comes here to chant poems and give gifts, no need to be formal!" ”

Tang Ning still stayed in the corner, just indifferently looking at all this in front of him, and didn't make up for it. I'm afraid that the prince doesn't even know his name, and it's useless for him to get together.

The second prince is seventeen or eighteen years old, handsome and chic, which is not surprising, after all, her mother must be a beautiful woman in the country.

The second prince has a gentle and humble smile on his lips, coupled with his noble status, he is like a star holding the moon in the crowd, and he has the feeling of standing out from the crowd.

gave birth to a good skin, and was humble and gentle, coupled with the good reincarnation, it really made people feel good at first sight.

Even Tang Ning had to sigh, the emperor's son was really good, if only the eldest prince was so humble and gentle.

Just when Tang Ning was thinking like this, the eldest prince finally appeared, compared to the second prince's light car, the eldest prince was followed by many attendants.

is also seventeen or eighteen years old, but unlike the gentleness and humility of the second prince, the eldest prince is heroic and resolute.

Everyone saluted, and the eldest prince smiled indifferently and nodded. The second prince also saluted and smiled: "Brother Huang is late, you can tell us to wait!" ”

The indifferent smile on the eldest prince's face froze slightly: "Bengong and Xiaoxiao talked for a while, and they came with Haohao, so they were late." ”

The eldest prince is followed by a little kid, who is not Li Hao, the son of Princess Ningyang. After all, Li Hao is young, and it is inconvenient for Xiaoxiao to come over to preside, so it is indispensable to preside over the poetry meeting.

The eldest prince said with a straight face: "Since everyone has arrived, then the poetry meeting will begin!" ”

Someone coaxed: "Today's poetry meeting is the princess's mansion as the host, why don't you ask Miss Xiaoxiao or Haohao Gongzi to compose a poem first?" ”

The rest of the people also agreed, after all, Princess Ningyang had just returned to Beijing not long ago, and this group of people didn't know that Li Hao had no talent at all.

The second prince held back a wicked smile and said, "Hao Hao, what do you think?" ”

The eldest prince originally wanted to excuse Li Hao, but then he thought that he, the second brother, would be used to winning people's hearts. Just now, he attacked him with a smile on his face, saying that he was late.

Now he is teasing Hao Hao according to everyone's intentions, if he exonerates Hao Hao, maybe his second brother will take the opportunity to make some articles.

So the eldest prince stopped talking, and just looked at Li Hao with a smile on his face. At this time, Li Hao really hated the person who started to death, and at the same time he regretted it a little in his heart, why didn't he ask his sister to prepare a poem for him in advance?

At this time, it is useless to scratch his ears and cheeks, the problem is that he can't even make limericks. What to do? What to do?

Although he doesn't like to read, Li Hao's little head melon seeds are still very easy to use, and he thought of a poem he had heard at the beginning.

He was able to remember it because the poem he had heard was so easy to remember, and he was inspired to write several poems, but they were all criticized by his sister.

Li Hao said slowly while trying to recall: "You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, the people watching the scenery are watching you upstairs, the bright moon decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams!" ”

As Li Hao began to chant poetry, the scene quieted down, and after Li Hao finished chanting the poem proudly, the scene was not only quiet, but could only be said to be silent.

Can this be called poetry? It's not even limerick. Even if everyone wants to round the field, it's not easy, you can fight neatly, you can just press a rhyme!

Even the eldest prince and the second prince are a little speechless, even if you can't chant poetry, don't talk nonsense, you can't round the field.

Among them, there is no one who is speechless than Tang Ning, this is naked plagiarism, and it was copied in front of him. I didn't expect this kid to be even more shameless than himself.

Because Tang Ning was in the corner, Li Hao hadn't found him yet. However, seeing that everyone was silent, Li Hao was really a little shocked, and muttered: "Is this poem so good?" All were stunned! ”

When he heard this poem, he couldn't laugh enough, and he tried his best to mock it, and he imitated a lot of poems because of it.

But his sister said that although the poem was outrageous, the artistic conception was excellent, which made him very unconvinced. Isn't it just a beautiful woman standing on the bridge and a man standing upstairs with a peeping fascination? That's why Tang Ning can make such a shameless poem!

I didn't expect that all these people would be suppressed now, it seems that Tang Ning is really a person who can't be disguised, and he can suppress these people with casual nonsense.

Although Li Hao muttered to himself, many people around him still heard it, and the town was indeed calm, but it was by no means the goodness of this poem.

Even the second prince, who had always been smiling gently, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a smile: "Your poem is not even a limerick poem, the battle is not neat, and there is no rhyme!" ”

Li Hao nodded and said: "It's true that the battle is not neat, and it doesn't rhyme, but my poem pays attention to artistic conception!" Even my sister and Sister Xuan praised this poem for its goodness! ”

Everyone couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, good artistic conception? Rong Xuan praised this poem well? They only paid attention to the battle and rhyme before, and they didn't appreciate the artistic conception at all.

Now I heard that Rong Xuan, a talented woman who is famous in the capital, praises this poem for its good artistic conception, let's call it a poem. Then they naturally have to taste it well.

A young man shook his folding fan and smiled: "Yes, although this poem sounds simple, like casual remarks, and does not pay attention to rhyme, it is quite meaningful in retrospect." ”

The sedan chair was carried by everyone, and for a while everyone appreciated it, and now they finally found an angle to round the scene back.

In fact, everyone also understands in their hearts that poems like this one are about the love between men and women, and it is definitely not from Li Hao, after all, Li Hao is still young.

While they praised it, they were also thinking in their hearts, this casually sitting, let's call it a poem, the more it is recalled, the more flavorful it is.

Hearing everyone's praise, Li Hao was a little proud, and he couldn't close his mouth when he smiled, but when his gaze accidentally crossed the corner, the smile on his face froze suddenly.

Isn't that Downing? How did he end up here? Li Hao was greedy for fun all day long, and he didn't care about the affairs in the mansion, and he didn't know about the invitation, let alone that Tang Ning would come.

So Li Hao was stunned all of a sudden, this time he was in trouble, the poem he just chanted was Tang Ning's, and now it was going to be pierced by Tang Ning.