After escaping from marriage, the prince spoiled me

Chapter 52

Seeing Ye Qing agree, Liu Jinping's eyes flashed a poisonous light, and Ye Qingge smiled mockingly.

She secretly calculated that since she dared to agree, she must have memorized some poems, so she couldn't write about the general description of lake and water, or about flowers, and she had to ask questions.

Let this Ye Qingge be caught off guard and be ashamed for three days.

Suddenly, he saw Ye Qingyue and Ye Suyun revealing the secret with his eyes, and suddenly he had a calculation in his heart.

"Ye Qingge, I'm not going to make it difficult for you. If you come up with too difficult a topic, you may not be able to write it with little experience. Why don't you write a poem with your second sister Ye Qingyue as the topic."

After Liu Jinping finished speaking, she looked at Ye Qingge with a half-smile. She originally wanted to choose Ye Suyun, but after weighing it up and down, she couldn't offend the Ye family too much, so she chose Ye Qingyue instead.

Anyway, Ye Qingyue liked to stand out for Ye Qingge so much before, so let her do it.

Everyone was taken aback when they heard the words, especially the two sisters Ye Suyun and Ye Qinggeyue, the latter looked even worse.

This Liu Jinping said something simple, but actually posed a problem for Ye Qingge.

It is rare to write people with poetry throughout the ages. So far, only poet Li Bai has written a poem "Qingping Diao" for Concubine Yang, and there is no one else.

The reason for this is that if a person who writes poetry with too much pen and ink surpasses himself, it will inevitably end up with a false statement, which will make people laugh.But if the pen and ink are not enough to write my own charm, it will inevitably affect his demeanor. If I mention this person in the future, I will definitely think of poems about this person.

If one does not write well, no matter whether it is the person who wrote the poem or the person who is written, it will be beyond redemption, and it will become a laughing stock among everyone.
Therefore, Liu Jinping's method of formulating the question is really vicious.

Everyone in the audience had their own plans, even Prince Beitang Yuange sat up a little bit, looking at Ye Qingge on the stage with great interest.

I couldn't help but wonder how she would choose?At present, the best way is to admit defeat obediently, so as not to lose the face of myself and my sister. Of course, there is another way to give it a go and make a poem on the spot, but I want to make a poem in such a short time. A good poem, I am afraid it is impossible.

So how would she choose?

All the ladies on the stage also looked at Ye Qingge with unknown expressions, and Wang Yuyan's eyes flashed at the same time. It seemed that this Liu Jinping was indeed much stronger than her younger sister.

As soon as this topic came up, the Ye family was destined to lose face no matter what. The only difference was whether Ye Qingge surrendered alone or Ye Qingge and Ye Qingyue together.

But no matter what kind of Ye Mansion it is, it cannot escape the word shame.

"You, hurry up and tell Sixth Girl to let her admit defeat."

Mrs. Ye turned her head and said anxiously to a maid brought by Ye's mansion, and the little maid hurriedly ran towards the front of the stage.

Mrs. Ye clenched her old fingers tightly in her sleeves, wishing to slap Ye Qingge to death in her heart.

He even regretted why he didn't listen to Bai Shi at the beginning, so he simply took her into the Liu Mansion as a concubine, and now he wouldn't cause so many troubles.

But now regretting is useless, the only way is to stop this game.

As for Ye Qingge's embarrassment, she asked for it herself, but she couldn't bring Qingyue girl with her.

While everyone was analyzing the current situation, Ye Qingge was also experiencing a brainstorm.

This Liu Jinping's ranking as a villain is not low, at least a silver.

If it wasn't for her knowing astronomy and geography at the top, and trivial matters at the bottom, she might be really stumped.

But which poem should I use?

Cherry fan Su mouth, willow small waist?No, then get the tsundere little princess to hang up with my concubine.

When the waning moon goes out, the beauty and tears say goodbye?No, it's a bit like a boudoir.

The beauty committed suicide on the bank of the Wujiang River, and the flames of war once burned the Chibi Mountain?What's more, it will directly kill people.

Got it!

Ye Qingge's eyes lit up, and he thought about it.

It just so happened that the little maid of Ye Mansion came to the audience at this time, waving desperately at Ye Qingge.

Ye Qingge pretended not to see Lang Sheng and said, "To my sister Qingyue."

evil creature!

Mrs. Ye slapped the table with one hand, and the tea cups in her hand were thrown to the ground.

Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu looked at each other, and said pretendingly: "Don't worry, Mrs. Ye, I see that Qingge is a pretty girl, she is brave and intelligent, she has the bearing of yours back then."

Mrs. Ye almost lost her breath when she heard the words. This clearly meant that Sang scolded Huai, saying that Ye Qingge was as brainless as she was.Speechless to say to Mrs. Ye, she could only snort and turn her face away.

I secretly scolded these weasels for giving chickens New Year's greetings!

After reporting the topic, Ye Qingge paused for a while, and then said loudly: "There are women in the Ye family who are famous, and there is no love before the wind of willows. Peel strips and coil them to look like silver rings, and roll leaves and blow them like a jade flute."

It's true that she modified the opening sentence slightly, but this poem is as wonderful as it is.

Of course, this is the poem of an old man in the poetry world after all, so it is naturally extraordinary.

After reading Ye Qingge's poem, the stage was silent again, and everyone couldn't help chewing on the charm in this poem.

After a long time, I don't know who in the crowd shouted a good word first, and then everyone in the courtyard followed.

Liu Jinping's face on the stage could no longer be described as smelly, it could be called "shit".

She never expected that Ye Qingge could write such a poem in such a short period of time, and it was such a good poem.

Although she is not very proficient in poetry, but listening to the applause on and off the stage, she knew that the poem must be good.

Because the talent and learning status of those who came to the flower viewing banquet today are not low.

The one with the same bad face was Wang Yuyan on the stage. How could she not understand how this Ye Qingge could compose poetry?
This capital has never heard of her having a poem name, so why is it suddenly a blockbuster today?
Ye Suyun also had this question.Ye Qingge's poem is really good. In the poem, he neither exaggerates Qingyue's appearance nor exaggerates her talent, but expresses her style from the side.

The two sentences of peeling strips and coiling to make silver rings, and rolling leaves to make the sound of a jade flute are even more magical. I am afraid that Qingyue will be the first thing that comes to mind when seeing this willow tree in the future.

Ye Suyun couldn't help but glanced at Ye Qingyue, the latter's face was blushing, although she didn't care much about it, but those sparkling eyes still betrayed her.

Ye Qingyue didn't expect that the sixth younger sister who only knew how to cry could compose poems, even though her compositions were so-so, she could still listen to them, well, she admitted that she was a little happy now.

"Hey! The six girls in my family still have to continue to study. Compared with the old man's courage, knowledge, and intelligence back then, they are still inferior."

Mrs. Ye looked at Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Liu, who had extremely stinky faces, and said happily, and the two shook their hands in anger after hearing the words.

And the other ladies sitting here began to praise the Ye Qingge sisters and Mrs. Ye very much, and Mrs. Ye felt that it was very useful.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help snorting, these people like to flatter their feet!

(End of this chapter)