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Chapter 167 Copying Poems

Chapter 167 Copying Poems
"Mr. Shi. I don't know how this poem compares with yours?" The beauty leaned over and whispered, smiling like a silver hook.

Shi Yi's eyes were dull and his expression was in a trance.

He wriggled his lips and teeth for a long time, and murmured to himself, "What a poem!"

The wind rolled the petals on the top of his hair, covering his eyes.

Shi Yi couldn't hear the wind in his ears, couldn't see Fei Zhongyan, he just thought dully, "It's over. The historian's spirit of great Confucianism is exhausted."

Lu Ziyu smiled.

This look that can't stand the setbacks, dare to compare poetry with yourself?
"Young Master Shi is suffering from hysteria, hurry up and help him back to rest." Lu Ziyu waved to the servant not far away, and ordered Shi Yi, who was kneeling on the ground, to settle down.

You can't let this noble son of Qingliu's family kneel down to her in the bright day, right?

The servant hurried over, picked up Shi Yi who was stiff all over, and left.

It was also the first time for them to see Shi Taifu's grandson turn into such a ghost.

In the peach blossom feasts in previous years, the son of the historian was proud of the vernal equinox.Whenever a poem is made, it wins a lot of applause
This year, I never thought that it would fall into the hands of a female streamer.Still waiting, folded in shamefully.
Lu Ziyu was full of smiles, and Pingting turned around to look around the crowd, "Yo, why are you still crying?"

"Miss Lu, this poem of yours is truly unparalleled in the world."

"This war and strife is really deplorable and sad."

"My elder brother lost his life in the chaos of war."

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While wiping away their tears, the daughters sobbed and praised the poem.

Before the Peach Blossom Poetry Banquet, they used words to insult Lu Siniang, but now that I think about it, it's really nothing.

How could such wonderful poems be written by someone who did not have the righteousness of his family and country in his heart?

"This fight, our daughter's family has won, right?" Su Wanwan raised her chin towards her opponents.

She looked smug, and she was no longer a fool in the past.

"Yes, our daughter's family won." Many noble ladies put down their veils and agreed.

Just now Shi Yi was bitter and sarcastic to their daughters, but now that the fourth wife of the Lu family has won the game for them, she is naturally elated.

The sons and daughters looked at each other, each silent.

This poem, even if they give them another ten years of effort, they may not be able to compose it.

Yan Huaijin got up and gave a deep salute to Lu Ziyu.

Everyone thought that the young master of the Yan family was going to attack, but he said softly and slowly, "The talent of the Lu family's lady is beyond comparison." He smiled humbly, like the gentle south wind, "My lady is very talented, Huaijin has been taught. .”

After a break, another one made a salute.

Lu Ziyu lightly blessed his body, which was regarded as his acceptance of his love.

The corners of his eyes fluttered, and he secretly glanced at his grandfather, afraid that he would torment him if he got jealous.

At first glance, who would have thought that the man looked at him with a smile in his cold eyes.

The eyes are intoxicated, and even more joyful.

Ying Su naturally heard what Yan Huaijin said to his Jiao Niang just now. Although he was displeased, what the Yan family said was true.

Jiaoniang's talent also deeply admired him.

My heart trembled, and there was a feeling of "my family has a girl who is just growing up".

Lu Ziyu stared at the tip of his grandfather's lips, as if he had never seen him smile so heartily.

The smile is deep, like the scorching sun in winter, cold and pretty.

The heart under Haitang's skirt was unknowingly stirred up by him.

She secretly cast her winking eyes over and gave a glance.

"Since no one dares to criticize this poem by Mrs. Lu, then..." Ying Qi loudly prepared to announce the result.

"Wait!" Someone interrupted.

Looking up, it turned out to be Princess Yingyan.

Ying Yan stared at Lu Ziyu with intense resentment in his eyes.

Since she returned to the capital, not only was her brother seduced by her, but she also repeatedly embarrassed herself in public.

Right now, even the talent and fame that she has painstakingly cultivated for many years are going to be taken away?

She couldn't swallow this breath!
Although her parents died young, Yingyan was born in the royal family, and her blood is full of arrogance.But that bitch from the Lu family dared to provoke him again and again.

Even the deep palace with swords, lights and swords can't do anything to her, how could she be easily defeated by the bitch in the government's mansion.

Ying Yan got up slowly, her eyes were cloudy and cloudy, which made people not know whether to be happy or angry.

"Is this poem really written by your fourth mother of the Lu family?" She asked with a smile on her lips.

The voice was so loud that it made everyone dizzy.

What is the meaning of Princess Yingyan's words?Could it be that this poem was not written by the fourth wife of the Lu family?
Lu Ziyu narrowed his eyes, instead of being angry, he smiled, "What does the princess mean by that?"

The jade fingers that were dyed with Kou Dan lightly rolled up the hair, and the lazy and messy energy came out again, "Could it be possible, this poem was copied by Si Niang?"

This poem is indeed copied by herself, but it seems that only she knows it.

Since Yingyan has the courage to say this, it must be menacing.

"That's right, it was you who copied this poem!" Ying Yan said angrily, and then glanced at the people in Taohuawu, her almond eyes were full of life, "Her Si Niang of the Lu family copied the poem of the princess."

This method came to Yingyan's mind just now, if he wanted to ruin the reputation of the fourth lady of the Lu family, he could only defeat her with one blow.

She has a noble status and is a famous talented woman in Beijing. If she points out that the fourth mother of the Lu family copied her poem, how can she not make people feel suspicious?
If he wiped away his tears and felt sorry for him a little more, who would trust that little bitch?

Thinking of this, Ying Yan couldn't help but secretly rejoice.

Lu Ziyu gave a short "heh", "Copied yours?" His winking eyes were like spring lights, clear and undeniable, "The princess is really not afraid of the wind flashing her tongue."

The two confronted each other, and the atmosphere gradually became tense again.

The master of Yingyan County is very talented, this is something that everyone in the capital knows.But the lady of the Lu family.
Although he is showing his youth today, no one knows what the root of it is.

If the two are compared, obviously Princess Yingyan has the upper hand here.

Everyone's minds were shaken, and they began to doubt that the poem written by the lady of the Lu family had really copied the princess's poem?
If so, her reputation will be infamous in the future.If not, Princess Jinkou lied, and the title of talented woman would be handed over to someone else
At this moment, Su Wanwan just wanted to flick the whip towards Yingyan viciously.

What a fucking outfit!
It's not that I haven't been to the Peach Blossom Banquet in previous years, and those sour poems written by Yingyan are really sour.

If she is not the princess, who is still flattering her, willing to give her the head?

After all, the fame of this talented woman was still praised by others.

"This poem was written by me in the palace a few days ago. If you don't believe me, you can ask the second lady of the Fang family." Yingyan changed her words, and dragged Fang Yuetong into the water.

Fang Yuetong, who was named, shivered as if scalded by boiling water, and raised her head shiveringly.

Seeing so many eyes looking at him, he couldn't help biting his lips tightly, and looked at Princess Yingyan who was in the top position in a daze.

Ying Yan was aggrieved and wiping her tears, with a plain embroidered handkerchief in front of her eyes, seeing Fang Yuetong stunned, she hurriedly gave her a glare when no one was paying attention.

In the eyes, there is a clear threat.

Fang Yuetong trembled like a startled rabbit.

Her handle was pinched by the princess.Lu's Si Niang's tampered brush was exactly what he did.

If she doesn't agree to the princess, will she tell Yan Lang what she has done?
Fang Yuetong looked at Yan Huaijin quietly, and couldn't help but think of the heartfelt praise he had just said to Mrs. Lu's family.

Heartbroken, she glared at the charming woman standing in Taohuawu, "What the princess said is true. The fourth lady of the Lu family indeed copied the poems of the princess!"

 I am quite poor and only have 600 yuan. I bought crispy fish and meatballs. Oh, it rhymes hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

  
 
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