The school is as boring as ever, the only difference is that there are a few more princes who come to study together, among which the third son of the Yi Wang family also came, his sister became the imperial concubine, and his worth has also risen a lot, and for a while, he has become the object of everyone in Jingcheng.

Lu Xinyi sat lazily in the first row, because she was too naughty and arrogant, Emperor Jing specially arranged for the master to give her this VIP seat, and the one sitting next to her was the new celebrity-Jingmo.

When it came to the "Book of Songs" on this day, Lu Xinyi only felt very poor, she listened to a lot of this chapter when she was in college, and she still remembered the teacher at that time, the fairy wind bone, a look like you love to listen to it or not, the poem was spoken chic and calm, and she was intoxicated by it, completely ignoring the life and death of the students.

"Princess, what do you think of this chapter?" Seeing that Lu Xinyi didn't listen carefully, the master also held back a little resentment in his heart, and called her up to ask questions.

Lu Xinyi staggered to his feet, completely ignorant of what he was doing, only his face was flushed, but he heard a voice behind him:

"Master, I'll help the princess."

She looked back and saw Yaming standing up calmly on her own:

"Master, the students think that in the Book of Songs, 'Ya' is the best work, the so-called articles are all written by the Son of Heaven, and the beautiful words and sentences should also be praised by the Son of Heaven.

Hearing this, the master stroked his beard, smiled and nodded, and everyone cast adoring glances at Ya Ming.

The master's face turned pale, looked at Lu Xinyi, and said sharply: "Yes, but there are some people who are not proud of their aristocratic status, do not want to make progress, and do not learn and have no skills, what is the difference between them and the homeless?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone knew that they were talking about Xin Yi, and their faces were happy-although everyone avoided her because of her identity, there were many people who looked down on her in private, and the master was proud of his literati, and he never respected her in his heart.

Lu Xinyi didn't speak, she sat down in a daze, she was too lazy to fight with these people, instead of discussing the meaning of the text with them, it was better to think about what Tu Shansong had made for her at home.

This little fox is deeply hidden, don't look at his weak writing on the surface, but he has a good spoon, and somehow, unlike what is written in her book, this little fox is extremely gentle, and there is no sign of wanting to kill her.

Thinking of this, Lu Xinyi couldn't help but pick his lips and drew a little fox head crookedly on the paper.

The prime minister's daughter Luo Shan is a bad one, she is bent on Ya Ming, and she also knows that Ya Ming is happy with the eldest prince Zhuo Rui, but that Zhuo Rui is a sister control, and every day she thinks about the little injury on her sister's face, a few days ago, Ya Ming had a quarrel with Zhuo Rui, Zhuo Rui was annoyed that Emperor Jing promised his baby sister to the son of the beast slave, but Ya Ming had their own ambitions, and the two were not in harmony for a while, and they had no contact for a few days.

Luo Shan was angry in her heart, and said secretly: "It's like a straw bag, but it's a pity that it will be reincarnated." ”

She sat next to Yu Jingmo, Jingmo went to her side, and sighed lightly:

"That can't be reincarnated, what is it called?"

Luo Shan suddenly became angry - this young son of the Yi Wang family who was left out in the cold also dared to spread wild on my head? But she was not angry in front of her, so she made a heart and called to her master:

"Master, King Yi said that he has a different opinion."

Yu Jingmo was shocked, although he played a leisurely son, he was going to embarrass King Yi, and he would not be a good person in the future, but where did he read the "Book of Songs"!

The master was already dissatisfied with lecturing to a group of royal girls every day, and favored male students, but when he heard this, he suddenly became interested, and raised Jingmo up, and said with a smile:

"Oh? Jingmo Gongzi, come on! ”

Yu Jingmo slowly stood up from his seat, his face was embarrassed, and he said, "This ...... Elegant...... Ya is good, but ...... But there are also straw bales among these princes...... Not necessarily ......"

The master's face gradually became ugly, Lu Xinyi turned his head to glance, but saw Yaming and the others showing smug expressions, so he understood in his heart that they deliberately made Yu Jingmo ugly.

Thinking that King Yi was an incorruptible minister, and Yu Jingmo was a sincere person, she got up and said:

"Master, I think what Brother Wang said is not unreasonable: the "Book of Songs" is divided into three categories, but there is no distinction between high and low, because the king of a country, can not only listen to the words of praise, the so-called both listen to the clear, partial belief is dark, take the people's style is the hope of the people, but also the foundation of the king, besides, the world is big, the country has its own strong people, the poems written are more wonderful, how can you judge the literary quality because of the prejudice of the door!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of applause behind him, and everyone looked back and saw Zhuo Rui with a small servant to deliver the scrolls, it turned out that he had already arrived at this place, and when he heard the imperial sister speak, he deliberately waited.

Zhuo Rui stepped forward, first saluted the master, and then praised:

"The master understands the righteousness, the little sister is stubborn, and she can teach so reasonably, this palace must go back to report to the father and the emperor, and remember the merits for the master!"

The master was very happy, and he shirked and said: "The princess is worthy of the royal bloodline, far-sighted, knowledgeable about the past and the present, and is a natural result of wisdom!"

The two politely discussed a few more words, only to hear Zhuo Rui turn around and say to everyone:

"Since we are talking about poetry, we might as well improvise a poetry meeting today, and we will take medicine as the theme, and have excellent works, which will be copied to the major academies in Jingcheng immediately, and also compare with the people!"

I have always written poems, and I have used some themes of spring flowers and snow moons, why ...... this time Zhuo Rui winked at Xin Yi, and she suddenly understood in her heart - this princess has been weak since she was a child, and she knows the most medicine names, and this royal brother deliberately released water to her to let her win back a game!

She laughed in her heart at this Zhuo Rui's more move, but she was really touched - such an eldest brotherly relationship had never been seen in her lonely more than 20 years.

Everyone spread out the paper, and after a while, the poem was written, although Ya Ming and Zhuo Rui were angry, but they couldn't help but show a little, Luo Shan took the lead in recommending Ya Ming's poem, she took Angelica as the theme, depicted going to the mountains to collect medicine, and when the sun was twilight, the mountain grass asked the scene of the medicine picker. The last two lines of the poem are affectionate and straight-

There is this green in the mountains, and the king and grandson will not return.

After reading it, she secretly raised her eyes to look at Zhuo Rui, Zhuo Rui coughed lightly, but as if she didn't understand, she smiled and read the next person's poem.

After reading a few times in a row, it was Xin Yi's turn, Lu Xinyi did not intend to live up to the royal brother's good intentions, spread out the paper, and let Xiao Cong hand it over.

Zhuo Rui took it with a smile, only after looking at the two lines, his face changed, and he hurriedly handed it to the master, the two looked at each other, and the master said in surprise again and again:

"The princess is so literate, so literary!"

In astonishment, the Master stroked his beard and said:

"If you are a hundred years old, you are the only one who burns the pill. The lonely peak is long, and the sun sees the spring of three flowers.

The white crane is green and slight, and the yellow essence is secluded. I know that the guests in the world are not as good as the people in the mountains.

If the fairyland is in a dream, the morning clouds are amiable. He saw the color and waved his hand to thank the wind and dust. ”

After thinking about it, he frowned, arched his hand and said: "The princess's heart is ethereal, if she leaves the fairy, I am shallow!"

Lu Xinyi smiled and waved her hand, her article is actually not a good work, but it did write her "Buddhist" attitude towards life, and read a few more, but no one can surpass her.

Luo Shan couldn't make trouble, but gave Xin Yi a chance to shine, and his eyebrows were crooked.

Lu Xinyi just thought about slipping away, for fear of being caught and continued to discuss the poems, and when he left, he saw Zhuo Rui also write one, and secretly pinched a corner, only to see a few elegant and handsome handwriting on it, but it was about Xinyi.

She shook her head and smiled, secretly hid the poem and rushed to the princess's mansion, and when she left, she saw Zhuo Rui being entangled by Yaming, and she just got out!

Yu Jingmo put the pen aside, and his "masterpiece" was finally completed, but when he turned around, he didn't see anyone, and he was so unhappy in his heart!

Honeysuckle couldn't wait, and came up to urge him, so he read his new poem to Honeysuckle as he went:

"Jing Mo Fu——

Cure the disease with you, remove the pain and stop the bleeding.

It's not natural, but it's also magical.

The prince does not give up, and the poor love him! Good medicine, Jingmo! ”

After reading it, he laughed, and Honeysuckle yawned and said:

"Childe, if this can also be called a poem, I can also publish a book in Honeysuckle! I'm also a flower name!"