But why does the lord insist on marrying

Chapter 23 Don't be ashamed

As soon as the prince's words fell, someone immediately echoed: "This method is good, fair and just, the prince is really talented."

Heng Wang thought to himself, this is called talent, this flattery is really not level.

Xia Ziyan said weakly: "His Royal Highness, can I read it and ask someone to write it for me?"

The prince was puzzled: "Why is this, is Miss Yan'er's hand injured?"

Xia Ziyan was embarrassed, and replied truthfully: "His Royal Highness, my hand is not injured, but I can't write calligraphy..."

The word "brush" was automatically filtered by everyone, and Miss Yan'er can't write. When everyone heard it, they felt incredible.

"Miss Yan'er is so powerful, she can't write."

A man with the appearance of a scholar said: "As the saying goes, 'There is poetry and calligraphy in the stomach'. Miss Yan'er has such a noble and elegant temperament, who would have thought that she can't write?"

Another scholar shook his head: "I really can't see her temperament. However, no one is perfect. It's normal for her to have things she can't do. Our expectations are too high."

Someone questioned: "Can a person who can't write write poetry?"

The corner of a rich man's mouth twitched: "A person with excellent handwriting may not be able to write poetry, and who can write poetry but can't write?"

When Shi Lan heard everyone's discussion, she felt even more proud, as she was sure of winning.Although Xia Ziyu knew that she was not destined for the prize, she was also very happy. This person who appeared out of nowhere and even the King Heng voted for her would eventually lose.She can't write, and the poems she compose must be terrible. She still dares to compose, which is really exciting.

The prince raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "Anyway, you write the poem, and others just write it for you, no problem."

"Let me write for her. I don't have much literary talents, so I won't be suspected of cheating." Cang Wang, who had been watching the play quietly, suddenly volunteered.

The crown prince was taken aback, but he didn't expect King Cang to speak: "Hehe, Miss Yan'er has a lot of face, and the prince will write for you in person, so you have to do it well."

Heng Wang jokingly said: "Third brother, you are very special today. Usually you don't care about everything, why today you first helped the second lady of Xiangfu to read the riddles, and now you have to write for Miss Yan'er, and you are all women. Don't you always hate women the most?"

The corners of Cang Wanglu's graceful lips under the mask slightly curled up: "Maybe I'm in a good mood today, and I happen to not hate these two young ladies."

The prince gossiped and asked: "Third brother, you said that the second lady of the Xiangfu is beautiful, so in your opinion, is Miss Yan'er beautiful or ugly?"

"They are equally beautiful in my eyes, more beautiful than any other woman." King Cang praised generously.

Everyone complained, extremely ugly people and extremely beautiful people, these two extremes are equally beautiful in the eyes of King Cang, what kind of aesthetics is this?It is said that King Cang has a weird personality, and he really deserves his reputation, even his aesthetics are weird.

Miss Yan'er couldn't help but look at King Cang a few more times: "Then there will be the Third Prince."

The crown prince cleared his throat and said, "This time, I specially invited Xu Yifei, the number one talent in Qi, and Chu Liye, the number one scholar in liberal arts this year, to be selected."

Xu Yifei came out staggeringly with a wine jug in his hand: "The crown prince won't let me talk nonsense, so I won't talk about it today. The ladies are so beautiful today, hiccup, beautiful."

This peculiar way of appearing on the stage made the prince feel a little embarrassed: "Everyone knows that our number one talent has always been addicted to alcohol. Yifei, can you still criticize poems?"

"Prince, don't worry, hiccup, when people are drunk, the mind becomes clearer, and the poems they write become more excellent."

Chu Liye, the number one scholar in liberal arts, came out to smooth things over: "Thank you, Prince, for your kindness. Let's get started."

The incense was lit, and the ladies who wanted to write poems all went to get the silk paper, and the master memorized the number and the corresponding name.

The prince said loudly: "You don't need to stick to this place, the peony garden is so big, you can look for it and find inspiration."

King Cang curled his lips and said to Xia Ziyan: "Miss Yan'er, just go and watch, I'm right here. You're done, just come and read it to me."

Xia Ziyan nodded slightly, both of them were wearing masks, standing together, it was very eye-catching.

The peony garden is very large, with different varieties, and all kinds of peonies are blooming in the most beautiful posture in their best years.Those who watched it were all drunk.

A gunpowder-smelling voice broke the beautiful and intoxicating feeling: "People, you must be self-aware. Don't think that you won the first place in dance, so you go to write poetry. You can't even write words. Don't be ashamed."

(End of this chapter)