In the main hall, Queen Chu asked again.

There was still no answer in the temple, but they all shook their heads.

Shi Yiguang knelt behind Xiong Chao, shook his head as well, and replied softly, "No." ”

Although she agreed to write poems for Xiong Chao, in fact, she didn't think about writing it well at the beginning. The person who sees it is the queen of Chu, and the one who picks it is also the queen of Chu, if you really like her poems and notice her...... If you are noticed by Yue Ji, it will be a big bad luck.

Xiong Chao listened to Shi Yiguang's words, flattened his mouth, and turned his head to glance at Shi Yiguang: "Hey, aren't you usually very good at learning, why can't you even make a good poem." ”

As soon as the words fell, a child's voice was remembered in the palace.

"Father, it looks like a poem written by Brother Zhang."

As soon as the words fell, everyone in the temple turned their heads to look.

The child was not very old, only eight or nine years old, sitting under the Queen of Chu, looking at King Chu Zhao with clear eyes.

King Chu Zhao turned his head, looked at the child, and did not speak. The queen of Chu on the side opened her mouth and asked, "Your brother?" Didn't Zhang Er send an envoy to Chen Guo, how could his poems be here? ”

"It was Jin Jin who stole it from Brother Zhang's study." The child whispered at the end.

King Chu Zhao and Queen Chu both frowned when they heard this, and turned their heads to look at each other.

"Where's Sumire?" The majestic voice of King Chu Zhao sounded.

As soon as the words fell, a little daughter jumped up and ran in from outside the hall, holding her skirt in her hand, and smiled at King Chu Zhao above: "Father, I'm here!" ”

Queen Chu looked at Mi Jin with a smile on her face, sighed with a headache, frowned and asked, "Sumire, where have you been?" ”

"I went out and tidied up my clothes." Mi Jin said with a smile, sat next to Queen Chu with her skirt, looked up at King Chu Zhao, and asked, "Father, is Kui Yi wrong?" ”

When the words fell, Queen Chu turned her head and glanced at the waiter holding the cloth.

The waiter stepped forward and brought the cloth he was holding.

Mi Jin looked at it and smiled on her face: "Hehehe, isn't this my poem!" ”

After finishing speaking, the child sitting opposite her drank fruit wine, and quickly turned his head and raised his wide sleeves to cover his gaffe.

Mi Jin raised her head, glanced at the child, and then turned her head to look at King Chu Zhao with a hippie smile: "Father, since this poem is mine, what about the reward for the leader?" ”

King Chu Zhao stared at her, a little big, he held his forehead, and sighed: "Sumire, isn't this a poem made by your brother?" ”

Listening to King Chu Zhao's words, Mi Jin paused, then raised his head and 'hummed' at the young man opposite, and then turned his head to look at King Chu Zhao: "Father, this is what my eldest brother taught me to write, so naturally I wrote it." With that, he pouted at the child.

The child looked up at Mi Jin and scolded dissatisfiedly: "Mi Jin, you are talking nonsense! It's obviously made by Brother Zhang! The child glared at Mi Jin, his voice disgruntled.

When the little daughter saw this, she didn't reply, but her mouth was flattened, and she turned her head to look at King Chu Zhao and Queen Chu, her two big eyes were shining with tears, and she looked at the two of them and said aggrievedly: "Father, the second brother murders me." ”

Seeing this, King Chu Zhao turned his head and said, "Since this poem was written by Zhang'er, then wait for him to return from the Chen State and give a reward." ”

After finishing speaking, Ling Yin Zixi, who was sitting on the palace and his mouth close to King Chu Zhao, answered: "What the king said is that since the eldest prince did it, the eldest prince should be rewarded. ”

King Chu Zhao nodded and was about to reply, but the little daughter next to him said cowardly: "Father, what about my reward?" ”

Hearing this, King Chu Zhao turned his head, glared at Mi Jin, and wanted to reprimand, looking at her tearful aggrieved appearance, the words of reprimand came to his mouth and swallowed again.

"Go back and ask your queen mother." King Chu Zhao coaxed softly.

As he spoke, he paused, seemed to notice that his attitude was inappropriate, covered his mouth and coughed twice, glared at Mi Jin again, and then turned around.

The hall became lively again.

Shi Yiguang, who had been quietly watching the events in the palace, his eyes fell on Mi Jin, who was smiling and talking to Queen Chu from above the palace.

Mr. Sun has said that the most noble woman in the Chu State, in addition to the Queen of Chu, is Chu Ji Jin in the palace.

King Chu Zhao's only daughter, Mi Jin, is a descendant of Chu Ji, with a noble status and a well-behaved temperament, which is very popular with King Zhao and the queen.

It's really very favored.

Wang Zizhang, who is it?

Except for Qi Jin, who is also a woman, and Queen Chu, who is also a Yue person, Mr. Sun never told her anything else in the palace of King Chu.

Xiong Chao in front of him was still eating with relish, holding fruit wine made from red dates in his hand. Shi Yiguang's gaze swept over Xiong Chao's body and landed on Zixi in front of the case. Zixi was talking to the middle-aged man next to him.

"Second brother, have you just read that poem?" Zixi propped himself up, turned his head to look at the middle-aged man next to him and asked.

The man nodded: "Good poetry, Zhang Er is becoming more and more virtuous." ”

"He has been very smart since he was a child, and he doesn't want to be only fifteen years old, so he can make a sentence 'Sleep all night in the office, in the public office.'" Zhen Zhen Heron, Heron Yu Xia's son as a teacher, has its own past. Zixi said, with a smile on his face.

Shi Yiguang leaned into Xiong Chao's ear, and gently raised his chin to the middle-aged man next to Zixi: "Who is that?" ”

Xiong Chao followed, put the Jue in his hand on the table, turned his head to look at Shi Yiguang, and said in surprise: "You don't know him?" Also a doorman......"

Xiong Chao glanced at Shi Yiguang with disgust, and while looking back, he said, "That's my second uncle, a little younger than my father." Word period. As he spoke, he pouted:

"Now as a guest, don't they all dare to come to the door after understanding the master's house thoroughly?"

"It's Mr. Changqing who understands thoroughly." As he spoke, Shi Yiguang turned his head to look at Zixi next to him, and asked, "What kind of official is it?" ”

Xiong didn't reply, only pinched a mulberry and put it in his mouth, and replied lightly: "Doctor." ”

Here, Shi Yiguang was still listening to Zixi and Ziqi talking, and the people at the table next to him sounded the sound of whispering discussions.

"Wang Zizhang is only the age of bundling his hair, so he has such a good literary style?"

It was a female voice who spoke, only separated by a distance from Shi Yiguang.

Ziqi didn't bring his children here, so except for the front table, the back was empty, Shi Yiguang tilted his head slightly, and he could directly see the speaker across the case.

Next to the woman sat two others, all whispering.

"Brilliant writing."

The woman's voice fell, and another woman answered: "What if the writing is good, such a good person, is it possible that you still want to think about it?" ”

Shi Yiguang turned his head, lowered his head, and said no more.

Even though the voice was extremely low, Shi Yiguang's ear power was too good, and he could clearly hear the conversation of several people.