"Cheng An, it's good for you to let me see Miss Li's post" King Jing's smile was like a spring breeze.

At present, how could the lord of Cheng'an refuse, she ordered someone to take the post and hand it to King Jing in person.

Everyone pricked up their ears and listened carefully to the conversation between the two.

It's coming, it's coming, it's coming.

"This post is real, it's exactly the same as what I've received before." King Jing glanced at the post and closed it.

He didn't expect that he didn't have to lie, this post was true.

"How is that possible?" The county lord of Cheng'an was about to argue, but Xiao Junzhuo grabbed him.

"Let me see, too." Xiao Junzhuo took the post in King Jing's hand, and the seal on it was indeed the seal of the palace.

"I think Cheng An made a mistake." Xiao Junzhuo accepted the post with a smile and did not return it to the lord of Cheng'an.

"Then you can continue the poetry meeting, and I will accompany a few sons to go for a walk." Xiao Junzhuo didn't mean to apologize to Li Tingyu at all, and directly brushed the matter aside.

Lord Cheng'an also understood what his brother meant at this moment.

King Jing opened her mouth and said that this was true, so she couldn't say that it was fake, otherwise where would His Royal Highness King Jing's face go.

She glared at Li Tingtong fiercely, then quickly changed her expression and smiled: "The lotus flowers in this lake are blooming just right, brother, don't go, just listen to the poems we made and be a judge for us." ”

Many young ladies also have this intention, they haven't seen enough of His Royal Highness King Jing.

Xiao Junzhuo turned his head to look at the sons and brothers, and asked, "You have all heard this proposal, can you be willing to enjoy your face and come to see the flowers together?"

No one present was willing to offend Xiao Junzhuo, and they all nodded and said yes.

What's more, with so many young ladies present at once, they didn't want to leave. Maybe there will be a marriage partner arranged by the family for you in the future, and it is much better to know each other in advance than to marry blindly and dumbly in the future.

With this mentality, everyone sat down on the promenade by the lake.

It's just that there is still a distance between men and women.

King Jing didn't want to join in the excitement, but when he saw Li Tingyu sitting down, he always felt that things were not so simple, so he stayed with the situation.

Wang Zhiqiu secretly glanced at His Royal Highness King Jing, and then at Pingsheng, the fire in his heart was burning.

Therefore, when the lord of Cheng'an announced the beginning of the poetry meeting, she was the first to speak.

"Miss Li has been in the limelight at Qingsong Academy recently, so it's better for you to make a poem today."

One sentence made everyone's eyes focus on Li Tingyu again, and those sons and brothers also looked at Li Tingyu curiously.

I heard that the eldest lady of the Ministry of Rites is a straw bag, and I don't know what poems she will make.

The county lord of Cheng'an raised the corners of his mouth when he heard this, and Wang Zhiqiu's words won her heart. She also wants to see what poems Li Tingyu can make with this waste dim sum.

She heard that the teachers invited by Li Tingyu were not very good, and she was angry with her several times.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey." Li Tingyu stood up generously without the slightest embarrassment.

Didn't this group of people just want to see her jokes, but she didn't do what they wanted.

If you want to trample her under her feet, then she can stand taller with their group of stepping stones.

"This lotus flower blooms so well, then I will make a poem for you with the theme of lotus. Tired, pen, ink, paper, inkstone. Li Tingyu stretched out his hand and begged for a pen and paper.

"Don't give Miss Li the four treasures of the room." Lord Cheng'an commanded.

Because it was a long corridor, he didn't prepare a small coffee table and gave Li Tingyu an easel.

Li Tingyu laid out the paper, and the gold grinded it for her. She didn't think about it.

The onlookers were talking.

Xun Yufu, the fifth lady of the Dasikong family, leaned next to her fourth sister and whispered: "Did she memorize it in advance, otherwise she wouldn't even have to think about it." ”

Xun Peiyu shook her head: "I can't see it." But this Miss Li must be unusual. ”

"Why" Xun Yufu looked at the fourth sister curiously, and then looked at Li Tingyu who was writing.

"You'll know when she comes to our house as a guest." Xun Peiyu motioned to her sister not to continue talking.

Xun Yufu nodded and quieted down, anyway, she also gave Li Tingyu a post, if there are any questions, she will ask again.

As concerned about Li Tingyu as her, there is also Miss X Jiang Yunyi of the Da Sima family, and she also gave Li Tingyu a post.

As early as the beginning when Li Tingyu and Wang Zhiqiu clashed, she was observing Li Tingyu.

Just when she thought that Li Tingyu would definitely be kicked out of the palace, she didn't expect Li Tingyu to be able to say that King Jing would speak for her.

This person is not simple.

After Jiang Yunyi came to a conclusion, he watched Li Tingyu write poems intently.

After a while, Li Tingyu wrote.

The gold carefully plucked the paper and showed it to the crowd.

Before they could read the poem, they were stunned by her handwriting.

Most of the women in the boudoir are accustomed to hairpins, and no one can match the bold thin gold body of this hand.

There was also a bright light in the eyes of several sons.

Not to mention anything else, this girl's handwriting is better than many men.

King Jing couldn't hold back when he saw it, and stood up directly: "I'll read it for you." ”

When the lord of Cheng'an County saw this scene, he almost didn't bite a mouthful of silver teeth.

What she wants is Li Tingyu to be embarrassed, why is it making her show off now.

What kind of font is this word, how has she never seen it.

"This handwriting is exactly the same as the one on the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra that Master Endless kept in the temple." Someone recognized it.

As soon as this remark came out, the discussion became louder.

Yes, the little girl is very knowledgeable.

Li Tingyu silently praised the girl in his heart, glanced at her face, and wrote her down.

King Jing recited aloud this poem of lotus flowers.

"The flowers and leaves in the world are not compatible, and the flowers are dusty in the golden pots. Only the green lotus and red lotus are innocent. This flower and this leaf often reflect each other, and the emerald reduces the red decay and kills. ”

King Jing's voice is as warm as jade, and the feelings of reading are also very good, and listening to him read poetry can be said to be a kind of enjoyment.

As soon as King Jing finished reading, he couldn't help but praise: "Good poem"

"Miss Li put down the pen without thinking about it, didn't she memorize it in advance," Wang Zhiqiu said unconvinced.

She pushed Li Tingyu out first, but she didn't let her be in the limelight.

"That is, how could she write such a good poem. Didn't you ask Mr. to write it in advance, "Fang Yuanyuan also fell into the well."

When she saw King Jing's fascinated gaze, she was angry.

Why did this Li Tingyu get King Jing's favoritism.

Seeing that someone said what she wanted to say, Cheng'an County took a step back and didn't speak, and looked at Li Tingyu with a smile.

She wanted to see how Li Tingyu would answer this time.