The madness of Kuai Chuan criticizes the host for murdering the United States

Chapter 128 The Princess She Invaded the Country and the City (26)

Yu Chaochen looked away after only a few glances, but his bright eyes showed his interest.

"Let's start. I really want to see your level, but I don't know if you can still write poems like drinking wine."

"Jingguo's envoy is here today, so don't embarrass me."

Yu Chaochen said with a calm face and no expression, but there was an imperial majesty in his eyebrows and eyes.

If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid they would be afraid, but who is Su Qinshui?
She is a killer and a psychiatrist, and she is a duck to water in the field of hypnosis manipulation.

Su Qinshui was more disdainful towards Yu Chaochen, but he was just a puppet who only knew how to eat, drink and play, and was controlled by others.

But nothing showed on his face.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty."

She stood in front of the table, looked at the blank paper on the table and was silent for two seconds, then picked up a pen and began to write eloquently.

Rong Jin on the side was a little speechless.

Will be drinking?Isn't that Li Bai's?
She used it to name herself?

Is this a common problem of time travel?
"Miss Su wait a minute."

When Rong Jin opened his mouth lazily, all eyes were on her for a moment.

Rong Jin didn't respond, he just stared at Su Qinshui.

"Miss Su, it's better to write your own poems. Compared with those who take other people's poems as their own, I believe in Miss Su's strength."

What she said was thoughtless and a little weird, which made everyone a little strange.

What does it mean to write poetry as one's own?

And why do you say that you take other people's poems as your own?
Why did she say such things to Su Qiyue at this time?
Su Qinshui was shocked when she heard the words, what did she mean?Do you know that you just wrote those poems silently instead of composing them yourself?

Impossible, this world is empty, there can be no such poets.

She had already looked through a lot of ancient books to check, and Su Qinshui quickly realized it.

She was probably jealous that she could become famous in the capital in just ten days.

She slightly raised her eyes to look at Rong Jin, remembering the moment when she was hit by the board, a trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes.

But she quickly covered it up.

"Her Royal Highness said so."

She nodded slightly towards Rongjin, her tone was neither humble nor overbearing, with the arrogance of a literati.

But looking at it, Rong Jin wants to laugh.

Calling other people's things as your own, this face is really big.

Nan Zhaozhou looked at Rong Jin with a hint of threat in his eyes, Rong Jin raised his eyebrows slightly, and looked at him provocatively.

Nan Zhaozhou took the lead to look away.

He looked at the wine in the glass, narrowed his eyes slightly, and seemed to act as soon as possible...

And here, it didn't take long for Su Qinshui to put down the pen in his hand.

The two maids at the side picked up the painting on the table, and everyone hurriedly looked at it.

Those who were expecting rushed forward to read her poems.

Someone read aloud: "Drinking alone under the moon?"

"Good poetry, good poetry!"

"...As expected of Miss Su."

"..."

"..."

Rong Jin was playing with the wine glass in her hand with a lazy posture. She casually looked at Su Qinshui who was surrounded by everyone.

Drinking alone under the moon?

Really can play.

"Bring it up."

Yu Chaochen glanced at the eunuch beside him. The eunuch cleared his throat before speaking.

When everyone heard the words, they quickly gave up their seats, and the two maids walked towards Yu Chaochen's place with poems in their hands.

Rong Jin only took a glance, then looked away, and then looked at Su Qinshui.

"Miss Su, drinking alone under the moon is four poems, right?"

Su Qinshui raised her head abruptly when she heard the words, and looked at Rong Jin in disbelief.

How did she know it was four songs? !

Could it be that she also time-traveled?
Su Qinshui was a little flustered, but she had already reached this point, and she could only do it. Her strong psychological quality made her return to normal quickly.

"What does Your Highness mean? I don't understand."

She insisted that she didn't know anything, didn't understand, and Rong Jin didn't pay attention to her.

Today there is an envoy from Jingguo, Rong Jin is thinking about how to deal with her, and he will not lose face to his country at this time.

Yu Chaochen noticed something unusual in Rong Jin's words.

He glanced at the poem, then at Su Qinshui, and asked someone to take it down without saying a word.

Poetry is good poetry, but the people who make it are not good people.

How could such a sentimental poem be written by a young woman?
This poem embodies the loneliness and arrogance of the poet who is unrecognized for his talents, and his unrestrained and unrestrained personality that is still broad-minded and optimistic even in frustration.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it was written by a young woman.

Not to mention loneliness and arrogance, she doesn't have this point in the last wildness.

So now the question is, if she didn't write it, then who?

Yu Chaochen looked at Rong Jin, pursed his lips slightly, sister seems to know?

But Yu Chaochen wisely did not publicly explain it at the banquet.

After all, if this kind of plagiarism is spread, it will ruin Su Qiyue's reputation, but it will lose the face of Yu Guo.

Su Qinshui didn't care about Yu Chaochen's praise for not seeing her, because now she was thinking about Rong Jin's identity.

Nan Zhaozhou realized that something was wrong with her, frowned slightly, approached her and lowered his voice to speak.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well?"

Su Qinshui came back to her senses, and said in a sullen voice, "No."

"Remember to tell me if you are uncomfortable."

Nan Zhaozhou held Su Qinshui's hand, with a comforting smile on his lips.

Su Qinshui nodded, "Yes."

Chen Shanghua took the poem in front of him and looked at it twice, then he looked at Su Qinshui, with a calm smile on his face: "Miss Su? Miss Su is very talented, she deserves to be the person next to Nanwang."

Su Qinshui nodded slightly at him, and said in a neutral tone, "The envoy is overwhelmed."

Chen Shanghua narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Su Qinshui up and down, and then looked away, his eyes became darker.

Yu Chaochen didn't mention the reward either, and those literati didn't dare to mention it either.

Su Qinshui didn't care either, all she wanted was to become famous at this banquet.

It's just that the situation now seems a little different from what she thought.

Yu Jin seems to be traveling through time too, and Yu Chaochen doesn't like this poem as much as she imagined.

Even Chen Shanghua just praised her indifferently.

All of this was not what Su Qinshui expected.

She looked up at Rong Jin, sized her up calmly, and quickly looked away when Rong Jin was about to turn her head.

It seems that after the banquet, she is going to meet Yu Jin...

"Guo Yu is indeed full of talents, I admire you."

Chen Shanghua looked at Yu Chaochen and spoke meaningfully. Everyone thought Yu Chaochen would be happy.

But he didn't expect that he just sullenly showed a smirk: "Thank you."

Feng Junzhi frowned, and looked at Yuan Chen: "Isn't Su Qinshui's poem very good? Your Majesty, is this?"

Yuan Chen raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard the words, but it turned out that the wound on his face was involved, and he was in pain.

(End of this chapter)