at this time.

Zang Liu was focused on the audience.

Even Li Fei is looking forward to it!

What kind of beauty poem will the prince write?

Tibetan Six, calm and composed, began to read "Three Hundred Poems of the Prince" and flipped back from the first page!

This action is obvious, I am not familiar with this book of poems.

"Why......"

Tang Qingzhu shook his head and drank a cup of wine: "This time, the king of Huangzhou will be defeated when he comes to the poem. We Yang, Qing and the two states will be defeated without force!"

Du Yue'er blinked her beautiful eyes and asked humbly: "The fighting poem has not yet begun, why did President Tang say this?"

Tang Qingzhu pointed out that he carefully read the poem book: "Look, the envoy of the King of Huangzhou was named casually without any poeticity!"

"The cover is like this, so the poems in the book should be more casual!"

"Agree!"

Next to him, the three deans nodded, unable to hide the pride on their faces. They touched the three wisps of green beards on their chin and said arrogantly: "It is better to win than to win than to win! It is better to win than to win!"

This scene is like Zhang Sheng has won the battle of poetry.

Du Yueer asked tentatively: "Director Tang, is there any reason why the envoy of the King of Huangzhou will be defeated?"

Tang Qingzhu had a show-off and said as if he was teaching his disciples: "If a poet wants to write a good poem, it takes heaven, earth, and man to have a sudden appearance, and to express himself into a poem and write a good poem."

"What is a good poem?"

"Deep intention, clever conception, beautiful image, true emotion, high artistic conception, new language, and clever technique."

"No one is missing!"

"This time, Zhang Sheng gave a question to chant your beauty!"

"If you don't see you, how can the King of Huangzhou know your beauty?"

"Maybe, the King of Huangzhou didn't know that there was a beautiful man from Jiangnan in the world, Du Yue'er, who wrote before. How could he have your beautiful figure?"

"The beauties in the world have their own beauty!"

"As the rumors, the beauty of Sima Lan, the princess of Huangzhou, is like an orchid in a valley."

"And your beauty is like the Du family's clan emblem, a peony flower that is brilliant all over the world."

"Therefore, if the King of Huangzhou once wrote a poem praising Sima Lan, the orchid in the empty valley, it would be very inappropriate to use it on you!"

"So, the envoy of the deserted state will be a poem that will be defeated."

Zhu Mei, Xu Nan, and Wen Qu nodded in agreement.

Wenqu added: "Writing poems can express one's will, chant an aspiration, objects, environment, events, etc. The scenery, characters, objects you see, different things you happen, and different poetic concepts you create are also different."

"President Du family please read the poem book in the hand of the envoy of Huangzhou, which states that there are only three hundred poems. In other words, even if the king of Huangzhou is a poetic immortal, the poems he made are different, but they cannot cover all things in the world."

“It’s too limited!”

"If the poem is not correct, you will definitely lose!

Du Yueer, who loves poetry, also understands these principles!

However, the understanding is not as profound as that of the four major deans in Jiangnan.

After listening to the analysis of the four major deans in Jiangnan.

The Confucian scholars in both states laughed!

The envoy of the King of the Desolate State is sure to lose.

Du Yue'er said thoughtfully: "Yue'er understands!"

actually.

She hopes that the envoy of the King of Huangzhou will be defeated.

Because, as long as her convoy enters Huangzhou, she will stand directly opposite the King of Huangzhou.

Because the army in the 100,000 mountains was not only an army that resisted the invasion of the Tianlang Army, but also an army that killed the king of Huangzhou.

If the King of Huangzhou succeeds in killing her, Du Yue'er will be an accomplice.

at this time.

Li Fei cursed in his heart when he heard this: "Old guy, shameless!"

However, he was not worried that Zang Liu would lose.

Because his prince is a saint.

How can mortals escape the palm of the saint?

at this time.

Zhang Sheng was ecstatic and said disdainfully: "Envoyee of the King of Huangzhou, if the King of Huangzhou has never written a beauty poem, you should just admit defeat!"

"Anyway, if you read it as you like, it won't correspond to the beauty of the Du family!"

Zhang Sheng touched his beard with a proud look on his face: "If you can lose in the hands of me who is famous all over the world, the King of Huangzhou will be considered to have lost unjustly!"

"right!"

"Give up!"

Confucian scholars from two states cheered: "Give up!"

"Give up!"

"Give up!"

"recognize......"

At this time.

As soon as Zang Liu stopped, a smile appeared on his cold face, and he raised his head and said, "I found it!"

Confucian scholars from two states swallowed the word "lose".

All choked back into the trachea.

Then.

"Ahem......"

There was a cough in the hall of the poetry conference.

One by one, the Confucian scholars in the two states were choked with red faces and thick necks, and their saliva was splashing everywhere after coughing.

Door.

Ten novelists read it interestingly, with stories in their eyes and writing like gods.

finally.

The scholars stopped coughing.

Zangliu said calmly: "Now, I want to recite the beauty poem written by the prince!"

"You guys listen!"

Zhang Sheng was already quite impatient: "Remember!"

"Anyway, your prince has lost, so it's all right!"

Zang Liu did not comment, and chanted loudly: "There are beautiful women in the south, who are peerless and independent."

Suddenly, the entire poetry hall was quiet.

A beautiful woman in the south?

There is no doubt that the beauty in the poem should be Du Yueer, a beauty from Jiangnan.

The four major deans have the deepest research on poetry.

So, they were the ones who were most shocked.

Tang Qingzhu's eyes burst into light and murmured: "There is a beauty in the south with an unparalleled appearance. Her character is extraordinary and not like an ordinary woman. Therefore, there is no woman worthy of being her confidant, so she is so beautiful that she is independent and transcendent."

When Tang Qingzhu said this, he seemed to ask casually: "The head of the Du family is still eighteen years old and has not yet gotten married. Is it because he can't find a confidant?"

Du Yueer nodded seriously: "Yes!"

Her heart was filled with a slight turmoil because of the beauty in the south in the poem.

Because Simalan was born in the north, this poem was definitely not written to her by the King of Huangzhou.

She is the beauty of the south!

She is a kind of arrogant beauty!

She is a self-reliant beauty!
To be continued...