But why does the lord insist on marrying

Chapter 24 Writing Poems
Xia Ziyan, whose interest was disturbed, frowned, looked along the prestige, and saw Xia Ziyu and her maid Wanchun standing there besides a few peonies, and there were several good-looking officials' daughters walking in her direction Pointing and whispering, several people covered their mouths and laughed.

There is no need to argue with them, dirty her mouth, Xia Ziyan ignored it, and continued to watch the intoxicating peony, thinking about the peony poems she had learned in her mind.Write your own poems?Oh, just kidding, there is no such cell.Fortunately, this is an era that has never appeared in history, and it is fortunate that the experience is different. Copying an ancient poem learned in the previous life, without anyone noticing, slapping Xia Ziyu in the face with facts is much more beautiful than laughing at it with words.

As for the peony poems, she only remembered two poems. After deliberation, she decided not to be too ostentatious, and chose the less famous one conservatively.Walking back slowly, I found that many people were already writing.

When King Cang, dressed in white, saw her approaching, the graceful lines under the mask immediately aroused.Presumably, if there is no scar on the face, and the body can stand up straight, it should be a good-looking talent: "Miss Yan'er, you have thought about it? The ink has been researched, just wait for the masterpiece, and listen carefully."

Xia Ziyan's cherry lips were finally willing to give a smile: "Does the lord have such confidence in me? I can't even write words, so how can I compose poems?"

King Cang said in a weak voice: "I believe in my own eyesight. Many things are not just what others say, so I have to look at them carefully. Miss Yan'er, please read." The beautiful jade hand waited with a pen hanging on his wrist.

Xia Ziyan did not refuse. In her eyes, what is the difference between a prince and an ordinary person, but they are of different backgrounds. She didn't feel flattered at all, and said: "Who doesn't love peonies, and take away all the good things in the city. Doubt It's the work of Goddess Luo Chuan, with a thousand charms that break the morning glow."

The more Cang Wang wrote, the more frightened he became. Although he knew that she would definitely be able to compose poetry, he did not expect her level to be so high, not inferior to that of a man.After finishing writing, I couldn't help but concentrate on reading for a while: "Good poems, good poems, Miss Yan'er is so talented."

Xia Ziyan smiled guiltily, accepting the compliment that should not belong to her.Poems that have been handed down through the ages, can they be bad? They have been tested by history.Fortunately, she was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see anything unusual, so she put away the tissue paper and handed it to Master Shi.

After burning a stick of incense, Xu Yifei, a talented scholar, and Chu Liye, a liberal arts champion, began to review.They were all made by ladies in the boudoir, and with the talents of the two, it felt very boring, but the prince invited him, and he had to give face, so the two had no choice but to accept it, treating it as a snack while they were bored.When they saw the last poem, their eyes lit up at the same time, they exchanged glances, and nodded excitedly.

The prince caught the expressions of the two, and asked with a smile: "But the leader has been elected?"

The number one scholar Chu Liye got up and bowed: "Back to the prince, I really didn't expect that there would be such a talented woman among these boudoir ladies, I feel ashamed."

Talented Xu Yifei held the jug and nodded: "Your Highness, hiccup, this poem is really good, I think it's not an exaggeration to call the person who wrote the poem the number one talented woman in Qi."

Shi Lan, the number one talented girl in the capital, has a hot face. She didn't expect them to praise her so much, I'm really embarrassed.Seeing Shilan's expression, Xia Ziyu understood, and immediately glanced proudly at Miss Yan'er, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

The prince was very happy, and quickly said: "Oh, there is such a talented woman in our country of Qi. Please take a look at the poems."

When Chu Liye presented it, the princes saw it and were amazed. King Cang glanced at Xia Ziyan and saw her standing there calmly.As if everything had nothing to do with her.

The prince excitedly said: "It is indeed a rare and good poem, No. 12. Check it out, master, which lady is No. 12?"

(End of this chapter)