Shen Qingci silently recited it in his heart, and his cheeks couldn't help but be covered with a layer of red glow, as a woman, but also as a talented woman, Shen Qingci understood the value of this poem too well.

The disgust for Qin Feng couldn't help but weaken a lot.

Shen Qingci took the crooked, weed-like poem, and bit his thin lips lightly: "Qin Feng, you honestly, this poem is really written by you?" ”

Feeling the change in Shen Qingci's eyes, Qin Feng's heart was dark, that is, he wanted to use his literary talents to conquer this eldest sister, who was known as a talented girl in Kyoto and regarded herself very highly!

And in order to kill two birds with one stone, not only to satisfy the county lord of Qiyang, but also to close the relationship with Shen Qingci, in order to choose this poem, the ghost knows how many brain cells Qin Feng wasted.

Qin Feng didn't have the slightest psychological burden, patted his chest, and was arrogant: "That must be done by me!" ”

"Eldest sister, do you remember what you promised me just now? Hey, hey, hey. ”

Qin Feng couldn't help but laugh evilly, and leaned towards Shen Qingci: "Sister, don't worry, I will take good care of you in the future!" ”

Facing Qin Feng's ill-intentioned eyes, the good feeling in Shen Qingci's heart vanished, and he punched Qin Feng in the chest, and said coquettishly: "The poem is good, but the person is much worse!" Don't be too happy, the county lord of Qiyang hasn't nodded yet! ”

Qin Feng covered his chest, sat directly on the chair, and kicked his legs indiscriminately: "You actually don't admit it, I want to sue your father for your case!" ”

Shen Qingci didn't have time to rub his tongue with Qin Feng, so he hurriedly copied the poem and turned around and returned to the guest hall.

Seeing that Shen Qingci finally came out, the face of the county lord of Qiyang was very bad: "I thought you jumped out of the window and ran away!" I've been waiting for so long, and if I can't get a satisfactory answer, it's not just as simple as smashing the Qing Ya Ge. w ”

For a while, everyone's eyes at the scene were focused on Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci took a deep breath, success or failure was here, and immediately asked tentatively: "Dare to ask the county lord, is this poem for yourself or for the eldest princess?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the face of the county lord of Qiyang suddenly softened a little.

Since Shen Qingci can ask this, it means that she has already had a strategy, if she can really come up with a decent poem to give to her mother, today's account will naturally be written off. As for Li Ninghui's side, the county lord of Qiyang didn't bother to care!

The county lord of Qiyang replied quietly: "For my mother's request." ”

After receiving the confirmation, Shen Qingci breathed a sigh of relief, he was really guessed correctly by Qin Feng's stinky boy, the solemnity in his eyes also disappeared, and the whole person became confident: "Since it is for the eldest princess, why didn't the county lord say it earlier?" ”

"There were a lot of misunderstandings before, I don't know, I really thought that I couldn't even write a decent poem."

Shen Qingci picked up the manuscript of the poem, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, his heart was full of confidence, as long as this poem appeared, it would inevitably cause a sensation, and Qing Yage's status in the Kyoto poetry and literary world would also be unshakable.

Just before Shen Qingci unfolded the poem, his wrist was grabbed by Qin Feng.

Shen Qingci frowned slightly, and scolded in a low voice: "You guy, what the hell are you going to do!" ”

Qin Feng squeezed his eyes at Shen Qingci, signaling him to be calm and not to be impatient.

Qin Feng copied so many poems, which one is not worth a thousand gold? Why did you give it to the county lord of Qiyang for nothing? As long as money is involved, Qin Feng does not recognize his six relatives.

"Since it's asking for poetry, you have to have a look of asking for poetry."