The Imperial Study.

The sound of heavy breathing kept coming from Zhou Tian's mouth.

His expression was solemn and shocked.

"Is this really written by the prince?"

Looking at the "Yongzhu" on the rice paper in his hand, Zhou Tian still couldn't imagine that this was from Zhou Zheng.

"Back to Your Majesty, it is indeed the crown prince on the spot. ”

The officials kneeling below kowtowed in response.

Today, the crown prince is weak, and every move of the prince's mansion cannot escape the eyes of the imperial court. Moreover, Zhou Zheng's poems in front of countless people are true, and there is no falsehood.

Zhou Tian was silent, his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't say a word.

The entire imperial study fell into deathly silence again, but the atmosphere in the air became more and more solemn.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has made the second poem!"

Not long after, another eunuch hurried over and hurriedly presented a piece of rice paper.

"Read!"

"There are a few plums in the corner, and Ling Han opens it alone. I know that it is not snow, but there is a dark fragrance. ”

Hisss hiss!

The poems in his ears made Zhou Tian couldn't help but gasp, he couldn't keep his composure anymore at this moment, he opened his eyes suddenly, staring at the handwriting on the rice paper that was not dry, and couldn't calm down for a long time.

The whole poem is plain in language, without any flowery rhetoric.

But the charm in it is quite profound, and it makes people fall into it!

And the officials who were kneeling before were even more distracted when they heard it!

In his opinion, the first "Yongzhu" is already a masterpiece for the ages. But who would have thought that in just a dozen minutes in the middle, Zhou Zheng would be able to add another masterpiece that is not weaker than before!

What kind of wicked genius is this?

But the previous Zhou Zheng clearly didn't have half a point of talent!

Even the so-called crown prince young Fu Muyun taught him for a short time.

Looking at the entire prince's mansion and Zhou Zheng's growth process, except for Mu Yun, there is no gentleman to teach!

How could he make such a masterpiece!

But there's more to it than that!

When Zhou Tian and the officials below really didn't expect it, there were eunuchs next, bringing two poems!

A poem about orchids: "There is a beautiful woman in the empty valley, and she is lonely." When the east wind blows, the fragrance is far away"

A poem about chrysanthemums: "Stay until September 8 in autumn, and I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom." The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor!"

Four songs in a row, each of which is a swan song!

It has been recited through the ages!

Throughout the hundreds of years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, there has never been so many masterpieces at the same time in a hundred years!

And today, just a short time of incense, it is actually from the same person!

"It can't be him!"

"Go!"

"Check it out to me!"

"I want to know why the rebel can make such poems!"