"Okay."

Hao Yue's indifferent voice echoed in the huge Taihe Palace, Qi Yu was stunned, this barbarian actually agreed to compete with him?

Where did he get the guts?

The Lisang Kingdom is still martial, but it does not pay attention to the literature, and the Tianhao Dynasty knows this matter to the whole country.

Although he Qi Yu is not a martial artist, he has also gone to school and written acid poems for more than ten years.

It's easy to deal with a mere Lissan barbarian.

What's more, he also has secret tricks!

Qi Yu saluted the emperor and asked for a battle with Hao Yue.

The emperor frowned, and he was also relieved of Hao Yue's literary brilliance, but seeing Hao Yue's indifferent and confident appearance, he finally agreed.

Qi Yu was happy in his heart, if he could lose Hao Yue's face today and win, he would definitely ask to marry Doctor Hu on the spot!

When the time comes, the emperor should agree to let him hold the beauty!

"Prince Hao, the next official will have a question."

Qi Yu got the order, turned around and bowed his hand to Hao Yue, "Xia Guan has admired Doctor Hu for a long time, and he wants to know everything about this matter." ”

It's because you don't shy away from running behind Doctor Hu's ass all day long, and begging the emperor to call the shots again and four times, so that you are famous in the whole dynasty, right?

The officials silently rolled their eyes in their hearts.

"Xiaguan has written eighteen love poems for Doctor Hu, each of which is from the bottom of his heart, and he is competing to transmit them in Tianhao City, and no one knows it, no one knows it."

Obviously, you are afraid that Hu Xinyue will not hear it, so you will spend money to let the children on the street sing everywhere, right?

The second white eye.

Hao Yue gradually frowned.

He was already prepared to marry not easy, and he was also prepared to deal with all kinds of things.

But it doesn't mean that you can endure hearing such a naughty bastard's nonsense.

If it weren't for the Taihe Palace, he couldn't help but beat him up at this moment.

Qi Yu didn't realize it, and happily praised his admiration for Hu Xinyue.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu couldn't help but cough again, "Lord Qi, please tell me how to compare." ”

Qi Yu stopped talking and gave up his hand again.

"Please ask Prince Hao to write a poem for Doctor Hu, if you can catch up with the eighteen love poems written by the lower officials, the lower officials will admit defeat."

There was a lot of talk for a while.

Isn't that difficult?

Isn't it just a poem, and Lisangguo doesn't pay attention to literary acts, and as a prince, this poem is always a problem?

Someone whispered, "Lord Qi's eighteen love poems are deeply meaningful, it is said that many women in the boudoir are moved to tears because of this, and Prince Hao wants to win against him, and the chances of winning are not great." ”

"Just a stick of incense," Qi Yu smiled, "I wonder if Prince Hao thinks it's enough?" ”

Hao Yue's face was slightly cold, and he replied with patience, "Yes." ”

Qi Yu was overjoyed and beckoned the eunuch to bring the bookcase, prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and even lit a stick of incense with his own hands and inserted it on the side of the bookcase.

Hao Yue pondered for a moment, holding the brush in his hand and falling into deep thought.

The smoke of incense curls up, lingering upwards in wisps.

The officials waited with bated breath.

Time passed little by little, and when the incense was about to burn out, Hao Yue finally started writing.

I saw him brush the ground with a burst of wild grass, and in a short time it was two large pages full.

When he put away the pen, Qi Yu stepped forward to take it but was stopped by the Ministry of Rites Shangshu reaching out and looking at the knife-like eyes of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu, Qi Yu touched his nose and took a step back.

The Ministry of Rites Shangshu took the poem written by Hao Yue and hurriedly handed it to the emperor.

Qi Yu glanced at it obliquely, and couldn't help but cover his mouth and snicker.

Those words are long and short, and they don't even have a basic battle, and they still want to defeat him?

Hahaha.

The emperor picked up the poem written by Hao Yue, stared at it, and couldn't help but high-five after reading the two pieces of paper.

"It can be described as a deep affection, which touches my heart!" The emperor beckoned to Qi Yu, "Lord Qi, you come and read it again." ”

Qi Yu stepped forward in surprise, took the paper and read it.

After reading, there was a silence in the Taihe Hall at first, and then fierce applause.

"The novel genre of this poem by Prince Hao is that I have never seen it in the Tianhao Dynasty, but it reads smoothly, catchy, good poem!" The Ministry of Rites was the first to speak in admiration.

Suddenly blocked the road where Qi Yu planned to talk about the genre.

"The text is easy to understand, and Prince Hao and Doctor Hu knew each other, and they were forced to separate," the waiter of the Ministry of Rites stepped forward, "After all kinds of hardships, he is unswerving." It's really touching. ”

"Good poetry!"

"Good poetry!"

All the officials praised in unison, Qi Yu couldn't help blushing, and stood for himself, "Poetry is a good poem, but how does it compare with the lower officials?" ”

The officials were silent.

The emperor spoke, "That's it, Aiqing, who thinks Qi Yu's love poems are better, please raise your hand." ”

A hand was raised high in the field, Qi Yu himself.

The emperor coughed lightly, "If you think that Emperor Hao is better, please raise your hand." ”

Suddenly brushed the ground and raised countless hands.

“……”

Qi Yu left in shame.

The competition between Hao Yue and Qi Yu at the Great Dynasty Meeting spread in Tianhao City for a while, and the streets knew it.

Ling Ze Class 2 of Lanshan College.

In class that day, Lu Yin asked everyone to write an essay on the topic of Hao Yue's courtship.

Some disciples were determined to praise the relationship between Hao Yue and Hu Xinyue.

Some of the disciples were determined to make friends with Hao Yue for a hundred years for the Lisang Kingdom and the Tianhao Dynasty, and they were quite scheming.

There are also disciples who combine the two and write articles that are simple and simple, which is very good.

But when Lu Yin saw Li Shiqing's article, he couldn't help but applaud.

Li Shiqing's article, starting from the situation of Lisangguo in recent years, deeply analyzes Hao Yue's transformation from an idle prince to a prince of a country.

It not only explains Hao Yue's personality and style of acting, but also lists how he won the appreciation of the monarch in the Lisan Kingdom, and quickly became a new prince after the abolition of the prince, and won the trust and love of the people.

Subsequently, the political situation between the Tianhao Dynasty and the Lisan Kingdom was analyzed, and the attitude of the current dynasty towards the Lisang State was clarified.

In the end, it was written about the relationship between Hao Yue and Hu Xinyue.

Li Shiqing didn't write much about emotional matters, but a few words showed her praise for the love between the two.

"Wouldn't it be nice to have a lover who eventually became married!"

Zhou Jiaying put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and looked at Li Shiqing, who was writing her homework after class, "Shiqing, I like your last finishing touch!" No wonder my cousin read your article in public, it's so well written! ”

Li Shiqing pursed her lips and smiled, glancing at her, "After school, why don't you hurry back to see your brother?" ”

After Ling Ze's second class, they often stayed overnight in the school building, and today the Zhenbei Hou Mansion sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that Zhou Jiaying's younger brother misses her, and she chatters all day long, and she replied to the house today.

Zhou Jiaying was so happy that she shouted early in the morning to go back to see her brother.

"I'll go!" Zhou Jiaying carried the bookbag well, "Shiqing, what about you?" Shuli has something to do at home, and there is no one to accompany you today. ”

Li Shiqing waved her hand, "I'll go back to the school building after writing this article." ”

Lu Yin, who was cleaning up the lesson plan on the stage, heard this, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

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