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Failed!!

However, even though he was scolding himself like this, Su Changan was inexplicably relieved in his heart. As long as he wasn't seduced by the little goblin, it would be fine! !

The rest doesn't matter.

Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan and smiled. After all, this was the moment he had been waiting for.

But while laughing, Xia Fengxiang looked towards Liu Baishi.

And at this moment.

It can be said that everyone's eyes are on Liu Baishi.

Even those who didn't know the cat found out about its origins. In this way, everyone naturally understood what the medicine bag meant.

It is well known that the Empress's poems are the best at the Early Winter Poetry Festival and the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival.

Especially the poems he wrote are even more impressive.

So when the Empress's poems were in front of them, how could those who also wanted to win the championship not be nervous?

Especially the current Liu Baishi.

Liu Baishi was seen staring at the paper in his hand, reciting the poem on the paper with his lips moving slightly, his expression was full of shock and complicated emotions.

There are some smudges in the poem, which I guess were made by the Queen Mother when she wrote it, but it doesn't matter.

but suddenly

Liu Baishi was suddenly stunned because he saw the words written below the poem: "This little poem is really beautiful, but you can't let your wife see it, or you will be beaten."

After reading it, Liu Baishi was amused.

But when Liu Baishi read the content of the poem and the allusions in it again, he understood its meaning. To put it simply, the Queen Mother played the role of a woman abandoned by a man and expressed her resentment. But if you think about it again, it is as if the Queen Mother is writing about her feelings of being abandoned by His Majesty.

In this way, Liu Baishi immediately understood why the Queen would throw away such a masterpiece poem after writing it, and even said that it must not be seen by His Majesty.

just

Thinking of this, Liu Baishi became even more envious, because the relationship between His Majesty and the Queen was so enviable!

Because of the following words, Liu Baishi felt sweet for some reason.

And

Don't worry about the content of the poem, just the poem

What a beautiful poem!

Liu Baishi looked at the poem again, and felt even more immersed in it. However, when he looked at the first sentence again, he couldn't help but think of the incident of frying dumplings that day.

Liu Baishi is like this.

The people around seemed a little anxious.

Especially those who were determined to win the championship, seeing Liu Baishi so obsessed, they felt a little anxious.

Su Changan was also stunned for a moment, wondering which poem Maomao gave to Liu Baishi.

After all, I wrote a lot when I had nothing to do. Some of them were only half written, and some were completed, but for some reasons, I gave them to the cat as a pack of medicinal materials.

But when I thought about the way the cat was fiddling with the small bag just now, I thought it must have been carefully selected, so I wasn't worried about giving the wrong thing.

And one of the young men couldn't help but stand up and said, "Miss White Lion."

Hearing someone calling him, Liu Baishi was stunned for a moment. When he turned his head, he found that everyone was looking at him. He immediately smiled apologetically, picked up the paper and read: "If life could always be like the first time we met, why would the autumn wind make the painted fan sad?"

Just a gentle word.

When all the talented people heard this, they were stunned.

Li Jiulang, Cui Zheng, Cui Yuer and others also showed surprise after tasting it carefully.

Cui Zheng ignored him because he saw Cui Yu, who was completely intoxicated by the cute cat and covered his face with laughter, and couldn't help but say: "What a life would be if it could be just like the first time we met!"

Some students and scholars were even hesitant to speak, then looked at the poems in their hands and smiled bitterly.

If you read in this way, you will naturally understand that this sentence alone can be regarded as a masterpiece at the beginning, and it doesn't matter if the rest of the poem is mediocre.

On Su Changan's side, upon hearing this.

I immediately took a deep breath and thought to myself, there are so many poems, how come I only picked this one!

You guys are happy, what should I do!

Thinking of this, he immediately looked at Xia Fengxiang and said, "Wife, let's go back and settle accounts with Maomao, and let's have some private conversations to have some fun."

Xia Fengxiang was not unfamiliar with "If life could only be as it was when we first met". After all, Su Changan had written such a single sentence before and she had seen it, and she was very happy for a while!

But

Why does the autumn wind make the painted fan sad?

The first part was fine, but what does the second part mean?

Xia Fengxiang knew the allusion of the sad autumn fan, but this was not a good allusion, as it meant being abandoned!

Seeing Su Changan about to leave, Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan and said, "Sit down!"

Su Changan curled his lips and started thinking about how to coax her next.

At this time, Liu Baishi continued to recite: "The hearts of old friends change easily, yet they say that the hearts of old friends change easily. After the conversation at Kunshan, the night was half over, and the rain and the bitter zither never complained. How could I compare to the unfaithful man in brocade clothes, who wished to be together forever."

The poem Kunshan and the part about tears, rain and se were changed a bit, after all, it involves the story of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Yang Yuhuan in the previous world.

But as luck would have it, a similar story had just happened in Daxia, so Su Changan, out of interest, made some changes on the paper. After all, it was an allusion, so it did not affect the beauty of the poem itself.

After Liu Baishi finished reciting the entire poem, everyone present fell silent.

but

Su Changan didn't care about what was going on with these people, let alone thinking about why His Royal Highness the King of Yue came here to ask Maomao for his poems.

Present

He noticed that Xia Fengxiang looked at him with a smile after listening to the poem.

Xia Fengxiang also didn't say anything, just looked at him.

Su Changan pursed his lips and said, "Let's go home? There are too many people here. If you want to fight me, I'll go home. Besides, as for the content of this poem, I think I still have room for explanation."

Hearing this, Xia Fengxiang nodded slightly, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Su Changan looked at Xia Fengxiang who was so calm, and knew in his heart that it was over, and there would be trouble!

But just as he was about to leave, Su Changan noticed that Su Liheng was talking to Tan Zhongyong and others, who looked very surprised and savorful.

So he immediately picked up the pen on the table, wrote a sentence, and then looked at Xia Fengxiang: "Wait a moment."

Xia Fengxiang naturally saw what Su Changan had just written, but he didn't say much. He just continued to look at Su Changan with a smile.

Su Changan didn't dare to look at Xia Fengxiang, but went straight to the side where Xia Yaomo and the others were sitting.

Xia Yaomo and the other two stared at the people outside who were whispering about poetry. They were particularly confused by the shocked looks on their faces.

The main reason was that none of the three people understood what the poem was about.

When they saw Su Changan come in in disguise, the three of them were stunned.

Su Changan ignored them, looked at Su Zhaoxin and said, "Zhaoxin, give this to your fourth brother."

When Su Zhaoxin heard this, he thought that this woman was very familiar with him, so why did she call him by his name? But he was suddenly stunned because the words sounded a little familiar!

Just as Su Zhaoxin was staring in a daze at Su Changan, who had disguised himself, Su Changan stuffed the note in his hand into Su Zhaoxin's hand.

Then turned and left.

Came in front of Xia Fengxiang.

After Xia Fengxiang glanced at Su Zhaoxin who had chased after him, he looked at Su Changan and stretched out his hand.

Su Changan went to hold the hand obediently.

But just as he walked over, Xia Fengxiang pinched Su Changan's wrist and walked outside as if nothing had happened.

Su Zhaoxin looked at this scene and thought of the woman's behavior after being strangled. It looked very familiar and he couldn't help but blinked: "Big sister?"

As you can imagine, Su Zhaoxin shook his head. It was impossible. How could it be the older sister?

But thinking of this, he looked down at the note in his hand, and immediately ran towards his fourth brother.

The younger generation of the Wanli Chamber of Commerce was discussing the poem they had just heard.

At this moment, they all knew that Maomao was the medical officer beside the Queen, and the poem was written by the Queen.

Among them, Xu Lezhi and others had quietly put away the poems in their hands.

Xu Lezhi is not a good student, but...

As soon as he heard the first sentence, he knew his father's poem.

Lost!

A line that lasts through the ages covers the entire poem.

Just one sentence "If only life could be like the first time we met" overshadows everything!

His father may have said many times that poetry is about quality, not words. If a line of poetry contains emotions that are comparable to other poems, then it will stand out.

And today, he felt it deeply.

I felt in my heart that she was truly worthy of being the Queen!

And today.

Unless there is a poem that can be passed down through the ages, and it must be comparable to the level of "When Will the Bright Moon Rise" written by the Empress, and "Don't you see that the Yellow River water comes from the sky", there is no possibility of winning!

Xu Lezhi was clear about this, and everyone at the banquet was even clearer about it.

And now.

Except for Xu Lezhi, everyone else at the table was filled with emotion.

Su Liheng naturally didn't say much, but he was very happy in his heart. After all, he was quite proud to hear these people talking about how great his elder sister was. That's my elder sister! How could she not be great! ?

No one is here, just a piece of paper, look! It's messed up! Everyone is stupid!

My big sister!