Miss Lu quickly came up with the question, and everyone subconsciously looked at the peach blossom tree not far away, and they all nodded.

With the view in front of you as the theme, it is decent, not outstanding and not wrong.

The eunuchs quickly set up tables and chairs, and they had all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Miss Lu pulled her sleeve with one hand and wrote with a pen in the other.

In the end, he was still young, and in his excitement, he forgot to fake it for a while.

Jia Yin couldn't help but laugh when she looked at such a stupid opponent.

She was not in such a hurry, but she drove Baozhu and the third princess crazy.

Baozhu urged one after another, "Sister Jiayin, you write quickly, she is going to finish writing!"

The third princess also hurriedly rolled up her sleeves, and then gave Jiayin ink with her own hands.

Jiayin smiled and comforted them, "What's the hurry, it's the quality of the poem to judge the winner or loser, and it's not who writes fast who wins." ”

When Miss Lu on the other side heard this, she glared at them with disdain.

Jiayin shrugged his shoulders and finally picked up his pen and began to write.

After coming to Tianwu, because the brothers had to start reading, Jiayin also had a detailed understanding of the cultural inheritance here.

I have to say that throughout the ages, this time and space has indeed produced many great talents, and even some classics overlap with previous lives.

But the poetry section may be of little use to the ruling dynasty, so it has not been taken seriously.

There are not too many poetry collections that have been handed down since ancient times, and the classics that everyone praises are even rarer.

Therefore, Jiayin has the 5,000-year-old culture of the previous life, backed by a collection of poems as gorgeous as the stars, and it is destined not to be a little difficult today.

There were too many poems about peach blossoms in her mind, so after thinking about it, she chose a simple one at random, slightly changed two words, and fit today's location.

Just four sentences, written in a moment.

Coincidentally, Miss Lu on the opposite side also wrote.

The two glanced at each other, and Miss Lu began to show her ladylike demeanor again, and said with a smile, "County Lord, please first!" ”

Jiayin was not polite, and recited loudly, "The world is full of fragrant flowers in April, and the peach blossoms of the 'Imperial Garden' are in full bloom." There is nowhere to find the spring of long-hate, and I don't know how to turn into this. ”

April Fangfei?

Long hatred of spring?

The emperor and several important ministers didn't take the competition of the little girls to heart, after all, writing poems and lyrics requires deep accumulation, and not everyone can do it.

As long as the little girls can write a few sentences that are quite smooth, they will be very good at fighting neatly.

Where did they think, this opening gave them an unexpected surprise.

"Yes, yes!" The emperor was the first to applaud and praised, "I don't even know when Jiayin learned to compose poetry." What a 'long hatred of spring boudoirs nowhere to be found'! ”

An important minister who usually loves poetry couldn't help but nod his head and echoed, "There is also 'the April fragrance of the family', which is so appropriate." The whole poem is fluent, far-reaching, and very good! ”

The concubine was reluctant in her heart, but the emperor was by her side, so she could only smile and praise, "It is indeed a good poem!" ”

Of course, the people below didn't dare to belittle against their will, and laughed dryly, nodding non-stop.

Jiayin smiled and looked at Miss Lu opposite, "It's your turn to recite your own peach blossom poem!" ”

Miss Lu's face was still full of pride and determination, and it was already miserable at this time.

How could a peasant girl from a clay leg write poetry?

And it's so good!

Looking down again, the four sentences she wrote really couldn't pass out.

But in front of everyone's eyes, she couldn't hide, so she could only read it hard.

"Purple and red enjoy the imperial garden, the peach color is scorching according to people's wishes......"

"Ahem!" Halfway through it, someone choked and coughed.

In fact, if it is a weekday, as a little girl playing in the garden and writing poems casually, Miss Lu's level is not bad, but this is a competition in front of the emperor.

And I was still so proud before, I couldn't wait for the most powerful posture in the world, but as soon as I opened my mouth, this was the ......

The most terrible thing is that Jiayin's song "The April Flowers in the World Are Exhausted", with Zhuyu in front, makes Miss Lu more and more like a clown......

The emperor lowered his head and drank tea without commenting.

The concubine hated so much that she secretly pulled the veil, if she could, she would want to replace Miss Lu.

This idiot ruined the start with one hand!

Mrs. Lu and the rest of the ladies and girls were also anxious to stomp their feet, and Mrs. Lu urged in a low voice, "Read, keep reading!" ”

Miss Lu can't say that she is bitter, these two sentences are embarrassing enough, and the remaining two sentences are even worse......

But Jiayin didn't have the slightest sympathy for her, and said with a smile, "Why didn't Miss Lu read it, did she admit defeat?" ”

Miss Lu was ridiculed, so she couldn't get angry, threw away the manuscript, and said angrily, "Even if the county lord wins, he doesn't have to be so aggressive, right?" ”

"Did Miss Lu admit defeat?" Jiayin ignored what she said and still asked.

Miss Lu bit her lip and reluctantly responded.

"Yes, I lost this game! But ......"

She had to defend herself a few more words, but Jiayin waited impatiently, and turned her head to glance at Shui Ling.

In the next moment, Shui Ling immediately rushed out, went straight to Miss Lu's eyes, and raised his hand to slap him hard!

"Smack!" The intimate contact between the palm and the cheek made a crisp sound, and everyone was stunned.

No one expected that Jiayin would say that he would fight!

Miss Lu was stunned for a long time, and finally with a "wow", she covered her cheeks and cried bitterly!

"Woo, you dare to hit me! You hit me?! ”

Jiayin spread his hands, and his delicate little face was full of ignorance and doubt, "Why can't I beat you?" This is a competition, you lose, I want to take the lottery, what's wrong? ”

"You, you!" Miss Lu was mad, as if she wanted to fight back, but she didn't dare.

At this time, if the third princess did not apply to fight, she would be sorry for her violent temper.

The third princess directly rolled up her sleeves, pinched her waist, and scolded, "What are you!" Don't you understand whether you want to gamble and lose? If you have the courage to compete, you will have the courage to bear the consequences. If you're a woman, you can't talk and it doesn't count!

"If you win, just beat people, if you lose, people can't beat you! Why?

"You're your family, huh? Dream, the world is my home! ”

The emperor really didn't see it, a good princess is no different from a shrew who quarrels on the street.

When did you learn this badly!

He quickly coughed twice and stopped, "Okay, okay! It's just a competition, what's the big deal if you lose or win. Let's start the second game. ”

The concubine also jumped out at the right time to be a good person, and instructed the palace maid, "Go to the imperial doctor and ask for a few bottles of ointment to reduce swelling and relieve pain." ”

The palace maid hurriedly retreated.

Mrs. Lu supported her daughter, no matter how much resentment and distress she had, she didn't dare to mention it.

The rest of the ladies and girls trembled when they saw Miss Lu's high swollen cheeks.

Although Fang Cai agreed to use his palm mouth to make a color head, in fact, they didn't care.

Even if you lose, if you give in and apologize, you can always fool the past.

After all, they all live in Xindu, and the foundation of the Li family is not very deep, so where can the county lord of Kangle dare to really beat people.

As a result, the county lord of Kangle really slapped him, and it was extremely loud!