Yuan Wense thought about it again and again. As a scholar with excellent memory, of course he can copy a few poems, and they are all after the Qing Dynasty. But if he loses his domineering power, no matter how good the poem is, he will lose. You can make limericks, the intention is

Now, I don’t know where the poetry has gone!

She thought about it, Shi Fujin's own character is that of a Mongolian who has not studied Chinese for a few days. If the poem is too good, it will be distorted, and it will be seen that something is wrong in front of this group of people, but the intention is still important.

She smiled and said: "Everyone knows that I came from Mongolia. I only started learning Chinese after Emperor Ama Shuan got married. But in two or three years, I may not be able to suppress the rhythm of poetry. Let's learn more about it soon."

She walked up to Lao Shi, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote word by word on the white paper slowly.

"Song of peonies!"

"The word "tenth brother and sister" is really good!" Lao Jiu thought to himself, "tenth brother and sister" are definitely going to lose today. Fortunately, there is still something to make up for in this word!

Brother 10 smiled and said in a silly and cute way: "This is Lin's post!"

Everyone was thinking, could it be that this Shifujin is a hidden master?!

The original text continued: "Chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, and begonia flowers, orchids, osmanthus, jasmine flowers..." [Original doggerel of Anhui cuisine, Sanwu products]

After writing these two sentences, several men who were looking at them finally couldn't help it and started laughing. Not to mention Lao Shi's dark face at this moment, even the Buddha came and couldn't stop them from laughing.

Compared with An Xiaogege's elegant sentences, these two poems are simply as low as dust!

Lao Shi's face was all black and red, but at this moment, Fujin, whom he doted on, knelt down and continued to dote on him: "Look at these two sentences, they are fresh and refined, extraordinary."

No one in the whole world can respond, not even Lao Jiu! You are embarrassed to say this, but we are all embarrassed to hear it.

Yuan Wense blushed, raised her eyes and smiled: "Our master is wise."

Prince Jian stuttered for a moment, wanting to speak for Yuan Wense, but he pressed his lips tightly together, and his nervous jaw line stretched into a bow line. Bafujin glanced at it, feeling a little surprised!

This is really impressive!

Ba Fujin raised the corners of his lips slightly, is this really interesting?

Jiu Fujin looked at Ba Fujin, with a trace of anger flashing in his eyes! How come she is everywhere! She really thinks that whoever she is can take care of everything!

I have to find an opportunity to remind my ten younger brothers and sisters not to underestimate these scandalous rumors, which can really easily ruin a woman's reputation and even her life's happiness!

The boss looked at the prince proudly and flirted with him!

The prince is sitting firmly, so what does this victory mean?

As long as the tenth brother and his tenth younger brother and sister are in love, he will win even if he loses!

Although the boss is smart, he has never learned the emperor's mental skills in these aspects. If Huang Ama didn't attach great importance to the relationship between father and son, he would not be a big threat in the eyes of the prince!

Yuan Wense didn't even notice that the leaders of the two major factions were fighting a lawsuit over her poems. She picked up her pen and continued writing: "They are all beautiful in the world, but only peony is crowned the king!"

The laughter in the audience suddenly stopped, as if someone had pinched their throats and pressed the silence mark!

Everyone's faces showed surprise! Prince Jian's eyes showed full of admiration and unconcealable admiration!
Chapter completed!