Although Princess Qing was born in a martial arts family, her mother knew that she would return to the court sooner or later, so she invited Yan Shi to teach her when she was a child. So a temperament is proudly above everyone.

Her mother is a famous beauty within a hundred miles of her hometown, coupled with the excellent genes of Emperor Xuanwu, Princess Qing, who is fifteen years old, is like a gorgeous peony flower.

If it weren't for the BUG-level beauty of Wu Zhe, the evolutionary body guide, Princess Qing would definitely be the most dazzling flower on the scene, and even a celebrity who could be ranked at the level of the Lingbo Fairy back then.

Princess Qing stepped onto the stage, stood in the center of the ring, and said slowly in a mysterious voice: "Thanks to all the gentlemen, the recruitment of husbands will start now." ”

Her voice was not loud, but with the help of the Xuan Qi, which had already been slightly small, it spread quite clearly throughout the audience.

What a simple opening remark, doesn't the princess who beckons the horse appear? Everyone doesn't know Princess Qing, and they all think that she is a maid in ordinary clothes.

The ceremony was simple, and Princess Haru didn't plan to be so luxurious.

Princess Qing beckoned, and someone brought up a few tables.

The number of tables is arranged according to the number of people who sign up.

Everyone understands that this is to write a test.

Princess Qing put her hands on her waist in a ladylike manner, and said slowly: "In the first round, the poet fights." Invite all the beaters to describe their unswerving love in verse. Or one or two sentences, or three or four sentences, quatrains, five words, seven words, or long and short sentences. The good or the bad is decided by Princess Qing. ”

In the language of this era, love is not yet a universal word, and most of them are called love. Of course, the word love in another world has changed a bit.

It's not a difficult topic. Poems that do not specify a certain rhythm are acceptable, not even long or short sentences or one or two sentences that are not written in verse.

But Rao is like this, and the vast majority of people on the stage are also frowning.

At the gate of the Three Holy Sects, most of the people who can stand here are martial arts practitioners. Instead of a poor scholar in the market. Naturally, they are not good at writing and writing, and it is much easier to pick up hundreds of pounds of blades to fight than to wield a pen.

Also, how are men in this era good at expressing love? Although there are such sayings and habits as pursuing girls, the marriage of men and women is still dominated by the orders of their parents and the words of matchmakers. Even though everyone understands the word love, they scratch their heads when they think about it. Can love be eaten as a meal? Can it be used as a basis for a man to marry a woman?

Fortunately, the children of the rivers and lakes have a much higher acceptance of love than the market, and everyone immediately understands it when they use their brains a little.

No wonder this prince wants to put in the ring in public. The crowd was not surprised anymore. can mention the word love so bluntly, it turns out that she yearns for her own choice of horses, rather than basically obeying the arrangements of Emperor Xuanwu like other princesses.

What a chance, everyone immediately knew that this was a good excuse to show their love to Her Royal Highness, and immediately began to dig out their hearts to find words to form gorgeous rhetoric to express. Even if he is not in the ring, he can't help but wonder in his heart what kind of words to use to impress Her Royal Highness the princess.

Wu Zhe felt more troublesome than this old man. I copied a lot of poems for the prince in Qi State, so I didn't dare to write any repetitive sentences here. Fortunately, the memory of the evolved organism will not go wrong, and the things that are written are remembered exactly the same, otherwise I am afraid that it will really fall into the design of Princess Qing.

Princess Harui asked her to write these kinds of words. is hoping to find Zhou Zhiruo's horse feet in it. As long as the style and penmanship are similar to Xiao Ruoyao's, or even have a similar sentence, it can be concluded that Zhou Zhiruo is Xiao Ruoyao.

In Princess Qing's understanding, any person's literary penmanship will always have inextricable characteristics. So after studying some of Xiao Ruoyao's poems that she had gotten, such as "Linjiang Immortal", Princess Qing felt that she could already master Xiao Ruoyao's writing characteristics. In particular, the biography of the Condor Heroes, which is sprinkled with more than 1 million words, undoubtedly reveals a kind of old and vigorous brushwork.

But Princess Qing never imagined that Wu Zhe was a thief in the literary world. There are poems and famous sentences from another world for her to plagiarize. So don't worry about the same style at all.

Princess Qing said in public: "The time is limited to one stick of incense, and the incense stops." Please start writing. ”

The little maid from before was holding a small incense burner in both hands. A sandalwood incense sticks on top and emits a little green smoke.

Several people in the ring stood in front of a small writing desk, dipped in pen and ink and ready to write poems.

Dugu Xuan deliberately stood beside Wu Zhe.

Several other people who participated in the fight happened to not know Wu Zhe well. I only know that she seems to have a lot to do with Prince Mo, and she seems to be a big disciple of the Yuan Healing Palace. There were even more unusual words from the scorpion elder before, indicating that she also had a little relationship with Dugu Branding. Therefore, they only have envy for Wu Zhe, a men's beauty, and dare not have the heart to pursue it. There is no one to rob Dugu branding.

Wu Zhe ignored Dugu Branding beside him, and wrote the fastest. With Wu Zetian's font, dozens of words have fallen on the paper.

[As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight? ]

Another world Song Dynasty lyricist. These two classic sentences were unceremoniously excerpted by Wu Zhe,

She was the first to put pen to paper, and the first to finish. Some of the others were dipped in ink but didn't put down their pens, and some didn't even pick up the pen and were still worried about the poetry coming out.

The old man named Bi Jianfu stood aside, also frowning, and couldn't think of it for a long time.

Bi Jianfu, it reminds people of Grandpa Bi, the age is also appropriate for the grandfather of a fifteen-year-old princess, right? Wu Zhe said sarcastically in his heart.

It's good that you don't need blue pills at your age, what kind of poems to express love are you doing? Wu Zhe has nothing to do, and it is interesting to see this old man make a fool of himself.

Bored left and right, Wu Zhe glanced at the text written by Dugu on the table next to him, and almost fell headlong.

[Worn shoes fit best, and it is easy to dust with a lot of iron pots]......

The ugly man Ah Brand's literary brilliance can be called earth-shattering, Wu Zhe was so choked by these words that he rolled his eyes. Why don't you write [blackened fungus loves water, and it is easy to ash with a lot of iron pots]?

If these words are not eliminated, it is simply unreasonable. Wu Zhe looked at Dugu's embarrassed appearance and considered whether to help.

I don't have anything wrong with Princess Qing, if I can make Dugu brand stop pestering her, it would be a good thing.

With these two poems, Brother Dugu must be able to dominate the literary world for a while. Wu Zhe said jokingly to Dugu Brand, who was two steps away from him.

"This ...... I'm not good at poetry. Dugu Zhu's old face flushed, knowing that Wu Zhe was ironic, so he simply admitted his weaknesses very shamefully.

"If Brother Dugu is not good at it, how can others dare to say that they have a little experience?" Wu Zhe smiled: "I have a nickname for Brother Dugu." ”

"Ya No?"

A few people next to him pricked up their ears to listen, but they heard Wu Zhe say sarcastically: "Brother Dugu can call himself [Poetry Ghost Sees Sorrow." ”

"......" Dugu was speechless.

The people around him were relieved. You don't need to look at what this Dugu brand wrote, you will know that it must belong to the poor poetry that the level of ghost sorrow is unbearable.

When the surrounding people relaxed, Wu Zhe said in a low voice: "Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." ”

Although Wu Zhe's voice was extremely low, he was already clear in his ears. After being stunned for a moment, she immediately understood that she was helping herself.

Dugu pretended to have nothing, and it took a while to turn over the piece of paper he had written, and wrote two lines on the back: [Once the sea was difficult to water, except for the mountains, it is not a cloud. ]

Wushan naturally does not exist in this world, but there is a place called Wushan, which is also named after the clouds and mist that oppresses Wushan, so it is called Wushan.

Wu Zhe didn't consider Wushan's meaning, but Dugu Yan listened to Wu Zhe's words at first glance, and naturally heard Wushan as Wushan. Although the two worlds have different characters and pronunciations, it is quite a coincidence here.

"It's time for a stick of incense. Please stop writing. Princess Qing's crisp voice sounded.

Two of the seven had not yet written a little handwriting, and they couldn't help but scratch their ears and cheeks in a panic.

The little maid put down the incense burner and went to the table in front of the seven beaters to get the paper.

Stacked one by one in order, the first one to receive is Dugu branding, and then Wu Zhe's.

But when he received the third person, the young man glanced at Wu Zhe's poems, trembled, and held down the paper brought by the little maid in disbelief and looked at it seriously, and then lifted Wu Zhe's paper and glanced at the pen and ink of Dugu brand below.

"Ahh

Several people on the stage were a little surprised, and the two of them who couldn't put pen to paper also left obediently.

This time, there were only four people left on the stage in the blink of an eye.

The little maid walked again and received the old man named Bi Jianfu.

The old man also looked at Wu Zhe's paper on the top first, and his face sank.

The other remaining man also glanced at Wu Zhe's paper when the little maid received it, and his face suddenly changed.

They all saw Wu Zhe's poems and sentences, and knew that there would definitely be no chance of winning this round.

In the other world, Song Ci has reached the realm of literary greatness, but the level of language is not amazing, and what words can they come up with on the spot, which is not a realm at all.

The little maid held a few pieces of paper in both hands and held them in front of Princess Qing.

Princess Qing stretched out the paper in the wind, spread her hands and glanced at the scene casually.

She had planned to take a look, but then turned and went backstage in the ring to make a show for the princess.

But casually flipping through the four remaining pieces of paper, she couldn't take her eyes off it. (To be continued......)