Academician Iasan shook his head and recited, praising: "This poem of Shi Fu Jin is indeed a stroke of genius! They are all beautiful in the world, but only peony is crowned the king!"

They are all beautiful in the world, but only the peony is crowned the king!

How domineering!

Chrysanthemums, plum blossoms, begonias, orchids, sweet-scented osmanthus, and jasmine, you are all stunning colors, and some of them have beautiful names, but the only flower in the world is peony, which is the king of crowns...the king of flowers! Its momentum, who can compare with it!

This also alludes to the status of the prince! Even if his prestige in the military is not as good as that of his eldest brother, and his status among scholars is not as good as that of the third brother, he is the prince, who can compare with him!

The prince showed a comfortable smile on his face, this poem is so good!

The tenth brother and sister took the initiative to show their goodwill, and he was prepared to do favors for the tenth brother and sister to save face. Unexpectedly, the tenth brother and sister actually won.

Although it can be seen that the ten siblings are limericks, the concept is already good!

An Xiaogege's face turned livid: "You didn't win. How can you compete with me with such a crude poem?"

Yuan Wense smiled: "You won! Really!"

She put down her pen, looked back and saluted the prince: "My brother and sister lost a game to the prince's second brother. Tomorrow I will ask the tenth master to take the blame for my brother and sister."

"The poems of the ten younger brothers and sisters are very good. As time goes by, another talented woman Fu Jin will appear in the Qing Dynasty! It is only right that I reward the ten younger brothers and younger siblings!" The prince was in a great mood. The poem about fighting flowers focused on the first word "dou".

None of the previous poems has as much fighting spirit as this one!

Shi Fujin has already won a great victory. What's wrong with it? Only the incomprehensible little princess of Prince An's family can find ways to make up for the rhymes!

Yuan Wense and Lao Shi salute and thank you!

Lao Shi wrote with his mouth closed from ear to ear. Looking at the poem and the words, his eyebrows were crooked. He wished he could frame the words immediately and hang them in the main hall for the world to appreciate.

Ye’s Fujin, Ye’s Fujin wrote it!

After this battle, not to mention An Xiaogege's reputation, Shifujin was really promoted as the most talented woman in Mongolia!

There is finally a bright spot in Yuan Wense's reputation for being hacked!

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This time, the BBs of the Qing Dynasty Fujins even complained like crazy!

Crown Princess: She looks like a discerning person, and knows the status of our father. The little girl from Prince An’s family doesn’t know what to do. It won’t be too late to stumble her when she wants to ask for a bride!

Dafujin: The ten younger brothers and sisters are really good at poetry! But they show off their bodies everywhere, and they don’t know what to say about their temperament. Grandma Huang is still uneasy after being given the gift of Jingqi. What if she has a child?

If something happens, it will be too late to regret it.

San Fujin: Why is she everywhere? Look at her ability! There are still people who appreciate this bad poem! How about leaving her alone when I was five or six years old? In other words, I was not there that day, otherwise I could show off my talent.

Talent! Alas, why is she missing in such an occasion?

Si Fujin: The child is sick! What poems you make have nothing to do with me.

Wufujin: It turns out that the tenth brother and sister are also poets!

Qi Fujin: Haha... She is not jealous of a person who is about to be in bad luck! Really!

Bafujin: I know your unknown secret. Please be careful not to offend me in the future, otherwise I will have a hundred ways to make your death ugly! I can’t save you even by writing eighteen good poems.

Destiny.【Bafujin, your name is Ye Liangchen!】
Chapter completed!