I don't know who shouted, but everyone's eyes were focused on the direction of an inner room in front of the entire hall.

There, an old man dressed in simple clothes and with a scholarly atmosphere, walking out with a scroll in his hand, talking and laughing, and behind the old men, an old man wearing a pale golden robe with sharp eyes walked out.

"That's the Emperor."

Tang Panpan whispered to Chen Mo.

And next to the emperor's father, an extremely elegant woman in a long white dress walked out with her hands in her hands.

Gentle eyes like water, like a vast starry sky, bright red mouth, lips like dots, white as jade cheeks on the facial features are perfect like beautiful stars decorating the starry sky, graceful figure like a resentful Luoshen, there are a few points better than the fairy, especially a white dress is more in line with her refined temperament, the appearance is not clear, because she wears a veil, in the Tianlin Continent women wear a veil is a very common situation, and there will be no so-called disrespect.

This woman's temperament is not that noble, nor cold, but more of a ...... Elegance! Gentle! That's right, like a white lotus, the first thing people feel at first glance that this must be the best choice for a good wife and mother.

"I've seen Huangfu Gong, I've seen Miss Liu."

When they appeared, everyone saluted, although Liu Tianyan's age is not much different from the young talents here, but his status does not need to be said.

A smile appeared on the emperor's face, then he waved his hand and said, "You don't have to be polite. ”

After all, she, Liu Tianyan, and the other four old men who seemed to be the highest-ranking old men here sat in positions similar to the feeling of the judges' bench.

Huangfu Gong and Liu Tianyan sat in the middle, which also depends on status.

"Ladies and gentlemen."

The emperor glanced at the people below, and then said: "To be able to come to the five-year poetry meeting of the Smoke Girl, I think you are all very accomplished people in the Shengyao Empire in poetry and lyrics, everyone also knows that the empress loves poetry, and the meaning of the existence of this poetry club is to show our talents to Her Majesty the Empress, if successful, the poems you have written can be known to everyone in the world, and can be appreciated by Her Majesty the Empress, and the ancestors will be glorified, so what about the old man and the girl who poured the smoke, Lord Yang, Chen, Li, The lyricist master of the Wang Sanjia came to select the most beautiful poems in the past five years, and also selected the most talented people. ”

Hearing the words of the emperor, everyone was excited!

This may be the closest chance they have ever had with Empress Sheng Yao! If you don't do it, it's really going to be prosperous.

"Okay, not much to say, the other side of the martial arts will not be long before it will start, so our poetry will not be delayed, this poetry will be divided into three links, will adopt the promotion system, the six of us are the judges, will read your poems one by one, regardless of age, regardless of boundaries, I just hope that everyone can give full play to their talents, and you will be seated below."

The Emperor made a gesture of please, and then everyone sat down on the soft cushions on the ground, and there was a small table where they sat down to write comfortably, and there were pens and paper on the small table.

Chen Mo wanted to walk away to the side, but at this time, Qin Changqing came over and said to Chen Mo and Tang Panpan: "This is someone else's poetry meeting, and when we come in, it is equivalent to participating, so it's best to sit down." ”

Chen Mo didn't understand what he was going to sell, since that was the case, it was good to sit down and rest over there!

"But I don't know poetry, and I can sit?"

"That's right, Brother Changqing, Panpan doesn't know poetry at all."

"If you don't understand, just create a song and be eliminated, it doesn't matter much!"

Qin Changqing said.

If this Chen Mo didn't participate, how could he let others humiliate him? Don't understand poetry? That's the best, when the time comes, only Sun Xiao, who said it before, needs to come out and take the lead in humiliating Chen Mo, even if he really doesn't understand, then there will be countless ridicule in his poems at that time.

Then Chen Mo and Tang Panpan sat down next to each other, and Qin Changqing sat on the other side of Tang Panpan.

The surroundings fell silent, and more than a hundred people looked at the six people in front of them.

"Smoke girl, there are a lot of big people who came to participate in the poetry meeting this time."

Huangfu Gong said with a smile to Liu Tianyan next to him.

Liu Tianyan nodded, then slowly stood up and bowed gracefully to the more than a hundred people in front of him.

"It's an honor for you to come, and there are also some familiar faces, the four talents of Tianfeng City are all very admired by Dumping."

There were four handsome-looking men in that scene who were also deeply proud when they heard Liu Tianyan's words, and one of them stood up and saluted.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sure enough, this Liu Tianyan is the kind of lady who is beautiful, gentle, and virtuous in both tone and tone.

Among these people, Liu Tianyan knows a lot, but she will pay more attention to Chen Mo, because among more than a hundred people, he is the only one who wears a mask, which is very strange.

"The smoke girl praises Miao, what do we have to worry about compared with the smoke girl, this time I came to learn!"

Liu Tianyan also owed slightly, and then said: "Yang Gongzi is modest, learn from each other, learn endlessly, and there are many things to learn from everyone." ”

"Then the girl who poured the smoke, you will come to the first round of topics of this poetry meeting." Huangfu said to Liu Tianyan.

Liu Tianyan nodded slightly, and then said softly: "Then it is better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

This poem will be written by improvisation, and even the author himself does not know what he may produce, which is the most real, and there is no possibility that you may ask others to write poems in advance and memorize them yourself.

Liu Tianyan then looked at everyone, bowed slightly very politely, and said: "Then this first round of poetry will be examined, the topic... How about the freedom of the guys? ”

Poetry is a word, but it is two things, poetry is poetry, words are words, each with its own beauty.

Yang Qianfeng stood up.

This Yang Qianfeng is one of the four princes of Tianfeng City, and is also known as the head of the four princes, among which the Yang City Lord is his father, so this person is also powerful, and he is also favored by some women and admired by others! One thing to say, he is indeed talented.

"Then may I ask the Smoke Girl, is there no limit to this free play?"

Yang Qianfeng looked at Liu Tianyan's eyes with admiration, that's right, this woman is the dream lover of these people.

"If you say limiting, it's that anything that people can see here can be used as poetry, how about it?"

Yang Qianfeng hugged a fist: "So good!" ”

"Hahaha, let's do it, two quarters of an hour, these two quarters of an hour you can walk around this floor like a smoke pavilion at will, looking for what you want to depict, and after two quarters of an hour, read your masterpieces one by one, everyone, please."

(End of chapter)