The princes of those big countries also have a lot of bearing, they are handed over, they are virtuous, and they will not look down on the princes from these small countries, and this kind of network resources is also the political capital that they can use to show off in the future.

Xuanzang is surrounded by the most people here, most of them are standing at the table, holding wine glasses, talking eloquently, and Xuanzang is listening carefully.

The occasional nod of approval would have made some princes excited.

The life of a holy monk is so boring and unpretentious.

Because these people regard Xuanzang as an examiner, only through his affirmation can they increase their chances of showing their faces in front of the princess.

For a while, a performance was launched in front of Xuanzang's table, and the eight immortals crossed the sea, each showing their magical powers.

The princes were-for-tat, and they all wanted to show their best side in front of Xuanzang, and they didn't regard Xuanzang as a potential competitor.

The reason for this is naturally because of Xuanzang's identity, he is a holy monk of the Tang Dynasty and a monk, how can he compete with them for the eldest princess of Tianzhu Kingdom?

"I heard that the Tang Dynasty poetry style is prevalent, why don't we take this opportunity to compose poems to praise the princess?" The Nine Emperors of the Great Crow Kingdom seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and led the topic to composing poems.

"Holy monk, what do you think of this proposal?"

The Nine Emperors asked with a respectful bow.

Xuanzang nodded, showing an appreciative expression, "Not bad!"

Seeing Xuanzang's appreciation, the Nine Emperor Princes were greatly appreciative, looked excited, and immediately raised their glasses and stepped out.

"Lonely talent, and throw bricks and stones!"

The Nine Emperors clasped their fists and saluted to the people around them, and then walked to the middle of the palace.

Hu Lu's eyes showed a strange look, and he said in his heart: "This Nine Emperor Princes is really the dragon and phoenix among people, and he has become the focus of the field in just a few words!"

In the side hall on the side, there was a living attendant sitting up straight, holding a small book in his hand, recording the performance of the princes in the palace.

These records will eventually be presented to the royal case of the king of Tianzhu Kingdom, to see which prince is the most suitable for his concubine.

Although it is said that when the time comes, if you really choose a person who is not worthy of virtue, the king will definitely not want to marry his princess to him.

This is also a necessary means, by the day of recruitment, the common people will definitely not be able to enter under the cross street, and those who can enter are the princes and nobles approved by the king.

As for the stories of princesses marrying beggars, they are all deceitful, and the real world generally does not allow that kind of thing to happen.

The Nine Emperor Princes pondered for a moment, cleared his throat, and read slowly: "The golden hairpin on the head and the green Langyu on the waist." The pearl is handed over to the jade body, and the wood is difficult among the corals. Luo Yi is fluttering, and the light coat is far away with the wind. Looking forward to the brilliance, exhale Heruolan. ”

"Good! good poetry, good poetry!" said the prince of a small country.

"Yes, it's a wonderful poem!"

"Well, yes, yes!"

"Good poetry!"

......

A faint smile appeared on the face of the Nine Emperor Princes, and he said modestly: "Where is it, this poem is not worth mentioning, I believe there are other talents present who are far beyond me!"

As he spoke, he took a deep look at the little prince who was the first to exclaim, nodded kindly in return, and encouraged him with a vague look in his eyes.

That little prince was one of the people who came up to talk to him before, and his father's teaching was really reasonable, and he really couldn't despise anyone with a lower status than himself.

No, if I hadn't turned it in before, no one would have praised it so quickly.

The Nine Emperor Princes were very modest on the surface, but the corners of his mouth were inexplicably hooked up in an inexplicable arc, and he was obviously very satisfied.

The third prince of the Hami Kingdom was very uncomfortable when he saw the prince of the Great Crow Country in front of him in the limelight, but he did not make relevant preparations, so he could only watch this opportunity pass in front of him.

At this moment, another prince dressed in black and with a majestic physique walked into the middle of the field, bowed to everyone, and then read: "Xiao Wang also has a beautiful poem, please taste one or two!"

"This is the second prince of the Red Feather Country, Wu Crazy Thunder, and his martial arts attainments are extremely high, but I didn't expect him to be able to compose poetry!"

"Listen to it, let's see if this guy has any goods in his stomach!"

Wu Crazy Thunder put his hands behind his back, his eyes showed the color of memory, and he slowly spoke: "The vermilion powder is not deep and even, and the idle flowers are faintly fragrant." Look carefully at all the good, humane, willow waist. The clouds are a vortex, the jade is a shuttle, the light shirt is thin and thin, and the light cheeks are double snails. ”

"Another good poem!"

"Light and shuangdai snails...... Yes, yes, I really didn't expect a martial artist to make such a delicate speech, it's really a bit unexpected!"

"Brother Wu's good poetry!"

......

Xuanzang silently watched their performance, feeling bored, and at this moment, someone led the topic to him.

"Since the holy monk is from the Tang Dynasty, he must also know a little bit about poetry, right? Why don't you come and give us a hand and let us open our eyes!" Hu Luzha proposed in a loud voice.

"Okay, the holy monk's poems must be extraordinary!"

"Quickly get the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, I want to personally study the ink for the holy monk!"

Everyone coaxed and wanted to take this opportunity to tout and bring the relationship between the two closer.

Xuanzang got up with a smile, "It's hard to be gracious, but the poor monk won't write it down, just read it!"

"Okay, good, I'll hear you!"

Xuanzang passed through his mind, and suddenly thought of a relatively obscure poem, and then opened his mouth to read.

"Good rain knows the season,

When spring happens.

Dive into the night with the wind,

Moisturizing things silently.

The trail is dark,

The river boat is unique.

Xiao looks at the red wet place,

Spend a lot of money in the official city.?"

Xuanzang took a deep breath after reading it, and then added, "Amitabha, understand the applause!"

“？？？”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Although everyone was surprised, they still praised it at this time, and warmly pursued it.

"What a poem written by the holy monk!"

"This poem will surely last forever!"

"But why doesn't I sound like praising my daughter's family?"

"You don't understand this, the holy monk is borrowing things to metaphor people, you think it's on the second layer, in fact, it's already on the fifth layer, you can analyze it carefully, for example...... Ahem, you'll understand it if you read more books in the future!"

"Hahahaha, I laughed to death, I didn't expect the holy monk to be a fellow Taoist, I understood, this poem is really profound!"

"Can you explain, I didn't understand!"

"Ahem, I can only understand it, but I can't say it......"

......

Xuanzang heard everyone's constant praise, waved his hand and interrupted: "You can continue here, the poor monk is a little tired, so go and rest first!"

"Congratulations to the Holy Monk!"

Xuanzang left the main hall directly after giving a salute, and when the figure disappeared, a pink-clothed maid came out of the door of the side hall.

"The poem written by this holy monk is so strange, I don't understand, I'll go back and report it to the princess!"

After the maid finished speaking, she took out a token and shook it in front of the two commanders, and then left the Huitong Post House.

In the palace, on a cloud bed, there was a bewitching woman lying quietly, looking at the poems in her hand, she couldn't read it well.

"Is this a poem that Tang Seng used to praise his daughter's family?"

On the second day, the cross street was extremely lively, and the guards surrounded the people in a radius of several kilometers, not allowing the people to enter at will, and even the original small traders were all driven away.

Caifeng's downstairs was crowded with car frames, and the princes and nobles of the princes and princes of various countries all got up early in the morning and ran here to occupy a place.

There are hundreds of noble children in Tianzhu Kingdom and people from all over the world, and no one wants to give up their place when the Caifeng Tower is crowded.

"As a delicate woman, the princess must not be far away, this should be the best location!"

"Brother Tai, how about I give me three thousand taels of gold?"

"Three thousand taels, you think beautifully!"

......

Xuanzang set off with Mofeng, from the Huitong Post House to the cross street, and there were guards clearing the street along the way, which was very smooth.

After a while, Xuanzang and the others came to Caifeng's downstairs.

A gap opened in the window on the second floor, and a maid suddenly shouted inside: "Look, the Tang Holy Monk is here!"

This shout attracted the maids who came with them in Caifeng Tower, and they all leaned on the crack of the window to peek out.

"Cui'er, your saliva is flowing on my head, can you be reserved?"

"Suck and slip~ That holy monk really looks as handsome as Sister Hong said! If it weren't for the monk, how good it would be......"

"Why Cui'er, are you moving?"

"Where is it, I am pure appreciation, how is it like you, Sister Yinling, the desecrated pants are all wet now, right?"

"You little prodigal hooves begging for a beating!"

"Sister Yinling, I was wrong, don't hit Cui'er!"

......

"Your Highness has arrived!"

There was a pink and white sedan chair outside Caifeng Tower, covered with a layer of white veil, and a woman could be vaguely seen sitting inside.

Although it was separated by a white veil, the curve of the front and back made all the men present shocked.

There was a sound of swallowing saliva.

"Who is it, so unbearable?" questioned a prince who looked like a gentleman.

When everyone looked back, they saw Xuanzang followed by a figure wearing a hat, and the sound of swallowing saliva came from him.

Xuanzang hurriedly took a few steps away from Zhu Bajie, looked up at the sky, and pretended not to know.

This nerd is so humiliating.

The sedan chair stopped, and a maid spread a layer of white brocade cloth on the road, which extended from the sedan door to the Caifeng Tower.

The sedan curtain was opened, and the first thing that appeared in everyone's eyes was a round and slender white long legs, and the crystal full skin seemed to be water-colored, and a hint of pink was revealed in the whiteness.

A pair of delicate jade feet are naked and stepped on the white yarn, crystal clear, like a pair of perfect works of art.

"Gollum ......"

"Goo-dong, goo-dong, goo-dong......"

All the royal nobles in the field held their breath and swallowed violently.

Who can withstand such a scene?

Xuanzang also subconsciously squinted his eyes, he could still hold it like this.

But in the next scene, all the men present almost had a long nosebleed, and I saw a group of women dressed in white coming down from the sedan chair, and the hairpin with white velvet on her head was also very much like two rabbit ears.

If you want to be pretty, you must be filial!

Under the color of the snow, the slender figure of the 'princess' can be seen faintly, which makes everyone want to stop.

What's even more deadly is that on the back of the white slim dress, there is also a fluffy white ball, like a rabbit's small tail.

Xuanzang's heart was also very uneasy, and after many years, he actually saw the rabbit girl again.