"Jiuhuangmei, you, why did you bring this untouchable..." He could only "protest" carefully... Read the latest and most complete novel

Princess Ouliya looked as if she were accustomed to it and said, "The untouchables are also human rights. Why can't I bring him? Besides, he is indeed a talented person. Maybe the winner of this poetry meeting will be taken away by him again!"

When the third prince Ahanyu heard this, he immediately became a bitter face and complained secretly. If the untouchables were really unfortunately won the winner of this poetry meeting by the other party's dialect, then the Zhangtai poetry meeting he hosted this time would have completely become a big joke. The face of the third prince was also lost and became the laughing stock of the empire.

He turned his eyes around and finally stopped his eyes on Wuding. Although he was not optimistic about this "golden young man", at this moment, he felt that the only one who could speak in front of his "maverick" Nine Emperor Girl was the only one who could speak in front of his "maverick" Nine Emperor Girl.

Seeing the third prince's gaze for help, Wu Ding said, "Princess, the grand occasion of the Zhangtai Poetry Festival is unprecedented. It is a place for celebrities and talents to gather. Now, letting this untouchable infiltrate is really inappropriate. It is too inappropriate to let such a piece of rat shit ruin this great pot of porridge. Princess, do you think so?"

Princess Ouliya said: "Wu Ding, what do you mean? The poetry club is a gathering place for talented people and talented people. No matter how high or low you are, as long as you have talent, you can shine brightly at the poetry club, stand out and become famous all over the world. Isn't this the main theme of previous Zhangtai Poetry Clubs? Unfair people are also human rights. As long as you have talent, why can't you participate in the poetry club? I think you are afraid that he will win the winner of the poetry club. It makes you feel ashamed, and you can tell that you are all a group of jealous people!"

Hearing this, everyone around looked at each other and couldn't help laughing and crying. There was no way to deal with the "maverick" princess.

The third prince Ahanyu was unwilling to give up and wanted to say something. Princess Ouliya said, "Okay, I will not drive him away unless I leave too. Brother Third Prince. Do you want to drive me away?"

The third prince Ahanyu's face changed and he hurriedly said, "Sister Nine Emperor, what are you saying? Why would I drive you away? I wouldn't dare to do this if I borrowed a hundred courage."

Princess Ouliya said, "Then don't mention this matter!"

Seeing this, the third prince Ahanyu was unwilling to accept it, and all he could think about now was to stop the untouchables and really win the winner of this poetry club, otherwise his joke would be a big deal.

He felt that his concern was not an unfair worry. He naturally heard the "Spring River Moon Night" written by the untouchables, and to be fair. He had to admit that this was a beautiful masterpiece of history. If the untouchables made another masterpiece of this poetry meeting, it would be very likely that he would win the winner of this poetry meeting.

And I also heard that the untouchable is not really talented. The song "Spring River Moon Night" is said to be the work of his predecessors of the Malan people. However, it is precisely because of this that he has a sense of crisis. Who knows that among the predecessors of the Malan people, there are any other masterpieces that are "plagiarized" by this untouchable.

No matter what, this untouchable must not be allowed to win the winner of this poetry meeting!

After knowing that it was impossible to drive out the untouchables, the third prince Ahanyu had no choice but to settle for the second best and had this idea.

After the title of the poetry meeting was announced, the participants on the board had already begun to think about it silently.

Singing the beauty of a beauty, this topic seems simple, and it is not difficult to do. You can say a few words casually. However, because of this, it is even more difficult to make a masterpiece, kill a single-plank bridge among thousands of troops, stand out and win the lead.

In the center of the board platform, blank banners have begun to hang, waiting for someone to complete the poem, and come forward to write it for people to appreciate.

The participants on the board table also began to look up at the sky, look down at the foot, chant softly, or ponder, and think about it, revealing thoughts. Those who are still talking about it in groups of three or three, are actually already half-hearted and have already begun to think about it in their hearts.

Those who were invited to participate in this Taiwanese poetry meeting had one or two brushes, and there were also people with quick poetry. Soon, some people were confident and had finished manuscripts, and walked up to them, took the pen and ink, and wrote them on the blank banner hanging in the center.

Being able to win the lead and become a poem is also a kind of poetic talent and a way to show your face. Whether the poem is written or not, it can attract enough attention.

"Oh, who is that person? I'm so bold. I didn't expect that he would be the first to take the lead today. I've always heard of agile poetry. I guess this is the one who is a person who is a good person!"

"If you don't know, a rookie may not be really quick in poetry. Maybe it's just an old trick!"

While the man was holding up his pen to write, someone chanted loudly from the side.

"There is a banshee who is beautiful, wandering around Zhang Shui Mei. Shui Mei Lan Dufang, who will Cai send him?

The gourd has white teeth, the moths frown on green eyebrows, the red face is like lotus, and the plain skin is like cream.

He is graceful and elegant, light and uncontrollable. He has always been proud of his extraordinary colors and is relied on his beautiful posture."

Seeing this, everyone applauded and cheered.

"Okay, good poetry! Such a masterpiece has a good start to this poetry meeting!"

"It's indeed very beautiful, and it's a peerless beauty!"

The crowd was full of praise.

Seeing this person's "success", more people couldn't help but walked up one by one, took the pen and wrote it on the central banner.

If you can participate in this poem meeting at the ceremonial stage, you will naturally have some literary talent, and you will also be easy to learn about the beauty of a beautiful woman. Therefore, after writing several poems, they are all very impressive. Among them, the poem that looks like a poem like a poem is even more eye-catching.

I saw him write on the banner:

"The so-called beauty takes flowers as their appearance, birds as their sound, moon as their god, jade as their bones, snow as their skin, water as their posture, and poetry as their hearts. It's sincere and beautiful!"

Seeing this, the sound of praise and cheers came one after another, and it was endless.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"Mr. Linying's actions are extraordinary, and with just a few words, they have fully expressed the beauty of a beauty!"

"I wonder if there are really beauties in this world like this poem!"

"I personally think that so far, this poem in this poem can be ranked first for the time being!"

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The endless admiration from all over the place made Linying float up, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Princess Ouliya not far away. Seeing her beautiful eyes blinking and slightly moved, she felt a little proud in her heart.

Seeing the on-site masterpieces, the third prince Ahan Yu was overjoyed. Not only because the more excellent works of this poetry meeting, the more successful the poetry meeting was, the more famous he as the organizer would get, and the more excellent works he was worried about, the smaller the chance of winning.

Immediately afterwards, Yinyi walked up and said, "With the pearls and jades coming from the shadows, I will throw a brick to show my ugly appearance!"

He took the pen and ink, walked to a blank banner in the center of the platform, picked up the pen and wrote:

"A small fan of white orchids, a slender waisted jade belt dances in the sky. It is suspected that a fairy came down to earth, and she looked back and smiled and looked charming. The flowers on the Yaotai were all colorless."

After his pen fell, he immediately attracted a lot of praise.

Then Luo Shu also walked up, took the pen and ink, came to a blank banner, picked up the pen and wrote:

"It is adorable to break the stems and chat, and you can become fragrant when you enter the room. When the frost is held, the snow blooms like a cold? The beautiful color is empty and the fragrance is passed down to whom? The texture is proud of the clear frost, and the fragrance contains the autumn dew."

After writing, he threw the pen, and attracted another admiration.

Shenglong also walked up, took the pen and ink, walked to a blank banner in the center of the platform, and picked up the pen and wrote it.

Everyone knows that Sheng Long, one of the four great princes of the imperial capital, is not good at poetry. It can be said that he forgets his words when he picks up his pen and is afraid of poetry like a tiger. He didn't expect that he came to participate in this Zhangtai Poetry Conference today. And now, he seems to have the interest to start writing poems?

Everyone looked at it with interest for a moment, guessing what kind of poems the other party could write.

I saw Shenglong pick up his pen and wrote: "There is a beauty who will never forget her when she sees her. If she doesn't see her for a day, she will think of her like crazy."

When someone saw this, he burst into laughter. This poem is written too briefly.

Unexpectedly, the old man in green Bai Fu saw him, but he applauded and cheered.

"Although the lyrics are simple and straightforward, they are sincere and sincere, which is very rare. It is exactly the beauty of the lotus that comes from clear water and is naturally decorated with decorative beauty. Good poems and good poems!"

When everyone was surprised when they heard this poem, they actually received praise from Bai Fu Daxian. After thinking about it carefully, they didn't feel deeply convinced. Suddenly, there were another sound of praise everywhere.

Hearing the cheers and praises, Shenglong's confidence increased greatly, and he picked up his pen and continued to write: "

The phoenix is ​​flying and soaring, and seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

Helplessly, the beauty is not on the east wall.

Let me write a poem about the writing and write my heart.

When will I see Xu Xi and comfort me from being confused?

I wish to be worthy of my words and be together and join hands.

If you can't fly, you will make me die."

"Okay, what a poem!"

When Bai Fu, the old man in green, saw this, he praised him again and said, "Every sentence is simple and straightforward, and the affection is profound. Although there is no word to describe the beauty of a beauty, the beauty of a beauty has already appeared on the paper. Otherwise, he would have thought like a madman like Young Master Shenglong?"

Hearing this, he burst into laughter.

"I have to say that Shenglong's poem is impressive. It is really a masterpiece passed down from generation to generation!"

"Just relying on this poem alone, Shenglong can stand in the poetry world well deserves it!"

"I think that Shenglong's poem is one of the best ones!"

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A sound of praise sounded again around. (To be continued...)
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