Mr. Xiao Nalan believes that the tenth elder brother is so good with the eighth elder brother, and he will not change because Mongolia Fujin lost a poem, so he should be with Prince An Xiao Gege right now.

Prince An Xiao Gege was encouraged by this, and stood up with a smile: "Shifujin, you are a talented woman, if it is inconvenient to use Chinese to make poems, it is the same for you to use Mongolian, we are all proficient in Manchu, Chinese and Mongolian, and we can understand and understand." ”

Therefore, if the original text is used in Chinese, it will not be able to be pushed back for a long time! This is the way to cut her off.

Wen Wense didn't want to be in the limelight, but after thinking about it, he took this opportunity to let Lao Shi and the Big Brother Party break up first, you must know that now Kangxi hurts the prince, and it is right to follow the prince. Didn't you see that the fourth master had been following the prince since the beginning?

She stood up with a smile, saluted generously, and asked, "Second brother of the crown prince, the younger brothers and sisters are considered to be from your faction, is it feasible?" ”

What the hell is the name of the younger brother and sister?

Everyone held back their laughter, looking at the old ten's black face and black mouth, they didn't dare to laugh, for fear of being killed by the straw bag ten.

What kind of character is the crown prince, he half got up generously and elegantly at the moment, made a gesture of invitation, and said, "Excellent!" There is labor...... Brother and sister! ”

Prince An snorted coldly, "You invite first?" ”

Yuan Wense said: "You are smaller, you go first." "She had to take some time to think about whether she could prostitute some modern poetry or something.

Master Mao's poems are too magnificent, Xu Zhimo is a modern style, who is the prostitute? Ah, there are too many male gods to prostitute themselves, and selective disorders are going to be committed!

An Xiaogege was also a little talented, and it didn't take long to point to the osmanthus wine on the table and write: "There are guests in the month who have been divided, and there are no flowers in the world who dare to fight incense." The poplar catkins have no talent, and they are only worthy of flying in the snow. ”

An Xiaogege's poem said that he was like an osmanthus, and no one in the world dared to fight with it, and on the other hand, he said that Wen Wense had no talent, and he was as lowly and useless as Yanghua Liuyu!

But as a dispute between the two factions, it can also be said that the eldest brother has the demeanor of the fragrance of the king, and no one can fight with him! The others are nothing but poplar catkins!

This smoke and fire is more than the group of men just now.

This poem is written, the level is high, the artistic conception is deep, the big brother knows that he has won, and he really looks down on An Xiaogege at the moment, this little girl really has a bit of political talent, but she is young and pampered, and she is shallow!

The prince glanced at this girl with a smile, he wouldn't be angry about such a trivial matter, but this girl dared to compare him to poplar catkins, this disrespectful meaning, is it the meaning of the elders in Prince An's family? Go back and talk to the crown princess, women's affairs should be left to women.

Everyone praised it, and Ba Fu Jin smiled: "This is all my cousin's joke, but you are not allowed to mess around with Shi Fu Jin." Let's go back and drink some osmanthus wine and taste the aroma of no flowers in the world. ”

This was said elegantly, and it relieved Wen Wense's embarrassment, and showed her bearing as a sister-in-law, everyone also had a little cheer, and even the eighth elder brother was smiling.

Ke'an Xiaogege was willing to stop at this time, and raised his little head and said proudly: "Shifujin, please!" ”