"Thank you," Wei Youchen didn't reach out to take it, nor did he raise his eyes to look at the eighth princess, but said lightly, "It's just that I've been a little hot recently, and I'm not suitable for eating this kind of fried cake." ”

The eighth princess's face stiffened, and the hand holding the cake was still holding it like that, and it was not to receive it, nor was it to wait.

Fortunately, her brother was a clever man, so he quickly stood up and walked in front of the eighth princess, took the cake from the eighth princess's hand and said, "Sister Huang, did you make three pumpkin pies?" The Seventh Emperor Brother ate two in one go, and the Imperial Brother searched for a long time but didn't find it. Let's give this to the royal brother, the imperial brother misses your grandmother's craftsmanship very much. ”

The eighth princess struggled to squeeze a smirk out of her stiff face, and reluctantly walked down the steps handed by the imperial brother.

Su Fuzi silently watched a farce, and looked at Wei Youchen with some meaning.

Seeing that Wei Youchen and Yan Zenyi were eating each other's pastries in each other's food boxes, he suddenly felt that his chest was stuffy. He was a little confused, a little frightened, and he didn't know what his strange emotions represented.

Su Ruoshui forcibly withdrew his gaze, gently sipped the teacup in his hand with a teaspoon, and waited for the students who were still noisy around him to quiet down because of the sound of him tapping the teacup.

He continued, "Don't just remember to go out and forget today's schoolwork. We're going back to the palace in half an hour, and we should think about what we can hand in tomorrow's schoolwork. ”

Everyone looked at each other for a while, and then some people left the neighborhood in groups of three or five, looking for inspiration for their creation.

"This prince has already written a poem!" The Nine Emperor Princes shouted loudly, and the voice that had not yet reached the stage of voice change sounded immature and cute.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, he said with a mocking face, "Everyone, listen, my poem is called Walking Green and Encountering Waterfall!" ”

Yan Chanyi also raised his head and looked at the Nine Emperor Princes with interest, and he still had some admiration in his heart, feeling that although this prince was young, he had already written poems in only a quarter of an hour.

So she put down the mung bean cake in her hand and held the tea cup instead, quietly waiting for the Nine Emperor Princes to read out his masterpiece.

"Look at the big waterfall from afar, see the big waterfall up close. The waterfall is really big, what a big waterfall! The Nine Emperors looked proud, as if they were afraid that people who were far away would not be able to hear clearly, and shouted out their loud work.

"Poof~" Yan Zenyi couldn't hold back, and all the tea that had just been imported was sprayed out.

Everyone was racking their brains thinking about how to shoot the sycophants of the Nine Emperor Princes, but because of Yan Zenyi's movements, the collective all looked at her.

"I'm sorry, tea...... The tea is a little hot......" Yan Zenyi pointed to the tea cup in his hand, and explained very awkwardly.

The Nine Emperors were very dissatisfied that she had come to steal the limelight from him at this time, and he knew that because of this new student, Prince Wei had alienated them.

Like the eighth princess, the Nine Emperor Prince, who was also raised with arrogance, stared at Yan Zenyi with a somewhat hideous face at the moment, "This classmate seems to be a little dissatisfied with the poems of this prince?" ”

Yan Zenyi silently glanced at the Nine Emperor Princes who seemed to have been greatly insulted, and stood up helplessly, "I have no intention of doing this, the Nine Emperor Princes are extremely talented, and I worship them to the extreme!" It's just that the tea was really a little too hot just now, and it lost its sense of proportion at the next moment, and I ask His Majesty the Nine Emperor Princes not to blame. ”

The Nine Emperors had already made their imperial sister unhappy because of this Zen clothes, and when they saw her say this, instead of being comfortable, they wanted to find her fault even more.

So he looked at her very unceremoniously and said contemptuously, "If you want this prince not to blame, why don't you write a poem about this waterfall?" ”

The Nine Emperors often compose poems on weekdays, but most of them are not much different from the ones he wrote today, but there are too many people around him, which really makes him believe that he is a talented prince.

Therefore, he thinks that he is really making it difficult for Yan Zen Yi, and he believes that no matter what poems Yan Zen Yi makes, the bright eyes of the masses will definitely think that the poems he made are more excellent.

When Yan Zenyi heard this, two poems immediately popped up in his heart, and his eyes rolled slightly, but he felt that this was an opportunity to promote the mysterious son.

So she didn't squirm, she just stood up slowly, and said, "I am only shallow in the next year, but I don't dare to sweep away the prosperity of the Nine Emperor Princes, so I will do my best in the next and give it a try." ”

After speaking, he turned around to face the waterfall, and bowed his head from time to time to make a contemplative appearance, which was enough to perform a stick of incense.

Secretly observing the scenery under the waterfall and looking at the pear trees full of pear blossoms by the stream, he thought about changing the poems of the ancients, and then he said, "Ten thousand red springs fall, and the atmosphere is half purple." Rushing down the pear tree, sprinkling heavy clouds. The sun is like a rainbow, and the sky is clear and windy. Lingshan is beautiful, empty and watery. ”

The Nine Emperors wanted to laugh at her, because they didn't understand a word. But thinking that he forced her to compose a poem, he took the lead in laughing at her as if she had deliberately stepped on it.

So he endured it and didn't speak, thinking that someone would always laugh at her first, so he stared at Yan Zenyi with a smile and waited without saying a word.

Everyone understood it, this Yan Gongzi was deeply hidden, and the poems he composed at random threw off the Nine Emperor Princes for 108,000 miles, but because of the face of the Nine Emperor Princes, no one dared to speak first.

Su Ruoshui raised her eyebrows and looked at the little girl who was pretending, a little funny, but more appreciative.

He knew that everyone didn't dare to brush off the meaning of the Nine Emperor Princes, but he also felt that he was a teacher and should not reverse black and white, so he said, "Young Master Yan is so eloquent, but it impresses my master." ”

When everyone saw that Su Fuzi had opened his mouth to praise, they no longer cared about the Nine Emperor Princes, and they echoed it one after another, and the words of praise were endless for a while.

Yan Zenyi said to everyone slightly, "Everyone praises it, I also think of a close friend of mine named Xuanji, who once wrote a wonderful poem after watching the waterfall, and I was also inspired by him to make such a work of Dong Shi imitation." ”

Everyone has heard the name of Xuanji Gongzi in the mouth of their own scholars, and when they heard this Gongzi mention it, they were naturally even more curious. Someone outside the pavilion immediately asked, "What about the poem about watching the waterfall made by the mysterious child?" You might as well read it out for everyone to enjoy. ”

Yan Zenyi waited for this sentence, but he looked embarrassed and wanted to speak, and finally saw that everyone's appetite was satisfied, so he said, "I haven't asked Xuanji Gongzi to make his poems public to the world in private, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate." But seeing that everyone is a classmate, I believe that everyone will not spread it at will, so I will recite his poems to everyone. ”

As he spoke, he straightened his waist, put one hand behind his back, and pretended to read calmly, "The sunshine incense burner produces purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs in front of the river." The flying stream went straight down to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the Milky Way had fallen for nine days. ”

Everyone closed their mouths in surprise, as if they had been brought to another realm by this verse. The waterfall is no longer a stream, but a milky way. It no longer falls from the top of the mountain, but pours out from above the nine heavens.

The Eighth Princess and the Nine Emperor Princes sitting at the round table were all forcibly suppressing their anger, only to feel that Yan Zenyi had taken the limelight today, and they were very unhappy in their hearts.

Although the Nine Emperors did not feel that their poems were worse than hers, seeing everyone so intoxicated, they were also a little more curious about this mysterious son.

The Seventh Prince sat expressionlessly, as if he was not interested in this matter, but in fact, the piece of pastry he was holding in his hand had already grabbed a cup of tea.

At this time, all the two princes thought in their hearts was that they must find an opportunity to make friends with this talented person.

Su Ruoshui squinted slightly, only staring at the back of Yan Zenyi. He didn't believe that this poem was written by Xuanji Gongzi, and he once met the two of them by chance in Mingyue Curie.

At that time, Yan Zenyi didn't know that he was sitting next to them through a screen, he had been listening to them talk about the renovation of the gallery, and he felt that the mysterious boy was a person who could steal tricks, but he was by no means a person who could make such a majestic poem.

If it's not Xuanji Gongzi, then Yan Zenyi did it herself, but why did she put this fame on Xuanji Gongzi? Su Ruoshui was a little puzzled, but she was a little more curious about Yan Zenyi.

After a while, everyone dispersed in groups to find inspiration for their homework, but there were also many maids and scholars who were ordered by their masters to come to Yan Zenyi's side to inquire about the identity of this mysterious son.

Yan Zenyi hooked the corners of his lips lightly, and then told the story about the mysterious son that had been arranged a long time ago to these maids, and said to these maids with tears on their faces.

It turned out that the son of Xuanji was a talented son of a middle-class family, and after the death of his parents, another evil servant hollowed out his family. In the end, there was only one maid who had been adopted by his parents and was going to be his child daughter-in-law in the future.

After he knew the meaning of raising a child daughter-in-law, he didn't like this maid named Xiaohuai, but after a long time of being with him, he was also used to having her company.

Later, Xuanji Gongzi went to participate in the township test, but because of his handsome face, he was taken by a rich daughter. The rich daughter's crazy show of love regardless of etiquette, righteousness and shame made the son of Xuanji very angry, so he told the other party that he had an engaged person in his family.

The rich daughter secretly sent someone to investigate, only to know that it was a child daughter-in-law, so she used a scheme to make this little Huai think that his son-in-law had affection for the rich daughter, but because of his own existence, he politely rejected the rich daughter.

Xiao Huai felt guilty, the life of the two was already poor, if it weren't for the lack of money, Xuanji Gongzi might have been named on the gold list long ago. The daughter of the rich family promised that if she could marry Xuanji Gongzi as his wife, she would definitely fund Xuanji's education in Beijing.

Xiao Huai finally left a letter of renunciation and said goodbye without saying goodbye.

But he never thought that the rich daughter was a ruthless person, in order to never suffer in the future, after Xiao Huai left the city, he ordered someone to slaughter Xiao Huai.