General You Cang smiled and said, "Miss Fengfei doesn't have to be praised. Miss Fengfei is also a famous talented woman. I believe she has a masterpiece and should have appeared. Let me appreciate it!"

Miss Fengfei glanced at Princess Ou Liya on the side and smiled and said, "I don't have to show my ugly face. Let's look forward to His Royal Highness's masterpiece!"

"The masterpiece of His Highness the Princess is indeed exciting. It will definitely be a masterpiece that will go to the next level!" Everyone agreed and flattered her.

Princess Ouliya did not refuse and said, "The masterpieces of all people before can be said to have pushed this poetry meeting to a certain extent. As for me, I will present a poem here, which is just a rubble after the pearls and jade, and a prelude to the transition after the pearls and jade."

"Your Highness the Princess is too modest. Your Highness's poems must be a masterpiece to go to the next level. We are waiting to listen carefully!" Everyone shouted.

Princess Ouliya didn't say much, and immediately walked to the center table, took the pen and ink, and then went straight to the hanging blank banner, and began to lift the pen and write.

"The moonlit night waves are coming, and my head is several feet high and I touch the mountain..."

After I picked up the pen and wrote this, someone next to me chanted loudly, and then there were continuous praises and cheers.

"Okay, what a poem!"

"This moonlit night waves come, and the weather is extraordinary and vivid when you start writing. It is simply a stroke of magic that you can come up with at will!"

"The word 'roar' has vividly depicted the surging momentum of the sea tide. It is really a great word. The finishing touch!"

"This sentence is several feet tall and touching the mountain, and it is also a straightforward image. It uses the writing style of a metaphor to describe the spectacular scene of the tide rushing forward. It makes people feel like they are in the scene and feel the momentum of the huge waves. It is really wonderful and wonderful!"

"Your Highness the Princess is indeed a talented person. Just by talking a few words, you can fully write the magnificence of the sea tide!"

...

For a moment, the praises continued to stop, and they became much more enthusiastic than before.

Princess Ouliya was a little unconfident before, and after hearing the thunderous praise in her ears, she couldn't help feeling a little fluttering. After looking carefully, she felt a little "extraordinary".

Immediately, I continued to pick up the pen, and then finished writing the following two sentences, saying: "I fell off my tail and headed towards the sea, rolling up the pile of sand like snow."

After writing, I put my pen on the table.

"Okay, what a poem!" I saw a thunderous praise sound sounding around me again.

"I'd like to turn my tail and go to the sea for a moment, and then continue to use the metaphorical brushwork to write the vivid image of the sea tide, which is a unique atmosphere!"

"Carrying up a sand pile like a snow pile, it is also wonderful. Using snow piles to describe sand piles is a cleverness, and it is also a stroke of magic!"

"This poem is unique in its interest and vivid in its metaphor. It is actually a unique and refreshing poem!"

"Although it is a small poem, its intention and interest are no less than those of the previous masterpieces!"

...

Although I knew the praises around me, I was afraid that there were many exaggerations, Princess Ouliya was still quite complacent after hearing this.

Miss Fengfei smiled and said, "Your Highness the Princess is indeed extraordinary. When you see Your Highness the Princess's pearls and jade in front of you, Fengfei couldn't help but feel itchy and was about to show her ugly things behind!"

After hearing this, everyone applauded and started to clamor, and cheered: "Then let's wait for Miss Fengfei's masterpiece!"

Miss Fengfei immediately walked forward, took the pen and ink from the central table, walked to the blank banner hanging, picked up the pen and started writing.

She wrote: "The year is spectacular and today, so why did the Marquis of Hai know that the late tide is still there. The waves of sand are willing to follow the mountains, and the sails are swaying together."

He finished it in one go. After finishing writing, he put his pen on the table and smiled at everyone and said, "Feng Fei is ugly!"

"What a poem, what a poem!"

As expected, after the poem was completed, there were a series of admiration on the stage.

"The year is spectacular and today. Although there is no description, this sentence has undoubtedly summarized the spectacularity of the sea tide."

"The sand waves are willing to follow the mountains, and the sails are flying together. Good! This sentence is meaningless, and you can't get it if you have to carefully consider it!"

"Miss Fengfei not only has a wonderful singing voice, but also deserves the reputation of a talented woman!"

"Miss Fengfei's poem is a poem by His Highness Princess, and it can be said that it is bright and complements each other..."

...

Everyone praised him here again, but Jiang Ping, who was beside him, felt a little bored.

I looked up and looked at the bright moon above the sea and sky, and suddenly I couldn't help feeling something.

"The bright moon grows on the sea, and the ends of the world share this time!"

Looking at the bright moon on the sea, he couldn't help but chant.

Although his chanting was not high, it was also very harsh when mixed with the praises of the words.

For a moment, the sound of praise on the stage suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the secluded place, the figure that had been completely forgotten by them.

The untouchable said just now? What did he say again? Did he have any opinions? He is just a untouchable, what qualifications do he have to comment here? How dare he make any comments here?

Everyone was eating and drinking delicacies, delicious wine and delicacies, but suddenly they felt disgusting like a fly.

Jiang Ping just spoke Chinese, so they naturally couldn't hear what it meant for a while, but they probably had nothing good to say.

"Bold, you are just staying honestly, and you dare to talk nonsense here, and you can't speak loudly!" Someone immediately shouted loudly without hesitation.

Princess Ouliya frowned when she heard this and said unhappily: "What's wrong with the unhappy? Do the unhappy have no right to speak?"

As she said that, she looked at the figure in the distance and said with a pleasant look: "Don't be afraid, what you said just now, please speak out loud."

Jiang Ping stood there, glanced at the crowd on the stage, suddenly turned around and looked at the bright moon on the sea, stood with his hands behind his back, and chanted loudly: "The bright moon is born on the sea, and the world is here!"

This time, he used Eden to translate this sentence. Eden also developed from hieroglyphs, which is quite similar to Chinese.

As soon as this sentence came out, it seemed as if there was a shocking magic in the voice. Everyone on the stage couldn't help but be moved by it. The audience fell silent for a while and no one said anything.

The bright moon grows on the sea, and the world shares this time!

Everyone was chewing on this poem carefully and was shocked by it for a moment. They never expected that such a seemingly ordinary word from such a pariah could bring such a tremor to their hearts.

"The bright moon grows on the sea, and the ends of the world share this moment..."

Miss Fengfei blinked her beautiful eyes and whispered this sentence softly, and she became obsessed without realizing it.

Princess Ouliya was both moved, and she was also a very good poet. At this moment, she was not impressed by this simple line of poetry. She couldn't help but blurt out and exclaimed: "Good poetry! The bright moon is born on the sea, and the world is sharing this time! What a good poetry!"

This was the first time she couldn't help but praise a poem without any concealment tonight. Moreover, this poem was said from a pariah, which made others feel very uncomfortable. Such a pariah actually received such praise from Princess Ouliya, which was a bit lucky!

"Only this sentence? What's the last?" After admiring, Princess Ouliya couldn't wait to ask.

Not only her, but also the others in the field, could not help but feel a strong sense of curiosity. Although this poem was spoken from a pariah, it is undeniable that it is a good poem, and even they couldn't help but want to listen to the following poem.

Jiang Ping turned around and said lightly: "There is nothing behind."

What, nothing is behind?

Everyone looked at each other and was stunned. They were no longer touched by this seemingly simple but meaningful poem. They were eager to appreciate the following poem, but unexpectedly, they told them that there was nothing behind, and it turned out to be just this sentence.

"Haha, just like this, I dare to show off my good deeds. As expected, the untouchables are untouchables, and there is no shame at all."

The Linying laughed loudly, and the others also laughed, with deep ridicule and disdain in her laughter.

At this time, Princess Ouliya walked over, stopped in front of the other party, and said with a few slight fervently: "I wonder if you can finish this poem. If you can finish it, Ouliya is very grateful. Even if you make any request, as long as I can do it, I will agree!"

When everyone in the audience was surprised when they heard her words, they did not expect that His Royal Highness would attach so much importance to this poem and say such promises. As the princess with a respected status in the empire, His Royal Highness Ouliya's promise was undoubtedly a golden sign and priceless.

These people were envious and jealous in their hearts for a while. This untouchable was simply lucky and could be so favored by Princess Ouliya.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Ping said calmly: "I said it, if nothing is gone, I can't do it."

"Bold, you a pariah, actually talking to His Highness the Princess like this. Do you don't want to live anymore?" Someone next to you suddenly shouted loudly.

Princess Ou Liya waved her hand to stop the attacks of others, but she was very disappointed and still a little unwilling to accept it. At this time, she remembered the other party's "infatuation" with Miss Fengfei, and couldn't help but look at Miss Fengfei next to her, meaning that she wanted the other party to come forward and persuade her.

Miss Fengfei walked over and persuaded softly: "Your Excellency can write such a profound poem, which shows that he is a talented man, but he refuses to complete this poem. Isn't it a pity that he has left his pearls?"

Jiang Ping glanced at her and said lightly: "It's very simple, it's just over."

Just the end of your mind?

Miss Fengfei and Princess Ou Liya heard it and showed a thoughtful look.

"However, if Miss Fengfei can answer one of my questions, I might as well write another one." At this time, Jiang Ping said lightly. (To be continued...)
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