The emperor looked at the prime minister's slightly strange expression, was slightly stunned, and looked at him with some confusion. At this moment, the prime minister even gave him the young man's poems. Could it be that the young man's poems are better than Bai Yichen's? it is good?
It's just that the possibility seems very small, after all, few people can match Bai Yichen's poem just now, and it's still in such a short period of time.
This boy is too young to be Bai Yichen's opponent at all.
The prime minister naturally understood what the emperor was thinking. If he hadn't read this poem, he would have believed that Bai Yichen had won.
"Your majesty, let's take a look first." The prime minister passed the poem in his hand forward again, but there was still obvious excitement in his voice. Eight out of ten, and it is absolutely impossible to write such a beautiful poem.
Even now, he cannot write such lines. Therefore, at this moment, he really admired this young man to the extreme, and even appreciated him extremely.
The emperor just took the poem in his hand, turned his eyes slightly, and looked up, but at a glance, the originally casual and slightly disappointed expression changed instantly.
The pair of slightly turned, originally light eyes froze instantly, staring at the poem in his hand without blinking.
Astonished, shocked, but also somewhat strangely excited.
His hand holding the paper trembled slightly, his lips moved slightly, and he couldn't help but praise, "Okay, good poem, it's really a rare good poem."
The emperor speaks eloquently and seldom praises others, let alone such unabashed praise on such an occasion.
Although the emperor's words were not very high, everyone below heard them, and couldn't help but looked at the poem in the emperor's hand. Some people couldn't help but looked at Meng Fuying curiously.
I don’t know what kind of poem she wrote that was so praised by the emperor.
It should be said that Bai Yichen's poem just now was indeed very good, and the emperor only mentioned it in one sentence, without much praise, but at this moment, he praised the young man's poem so much.
So, everyone became even more curious about what kind of poem it was. ,
Meng Yuntian was a little puzzled when he saw the prime minister's expression, but now he was even more astonished when he heard the emperor's praise. He had never seen Fu'er compose a poem before, and he never knew that Fu'er still had this kind of poetry. specialties.
It has always been Xueer, and Xueer has always been recognized as a talented woman by the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
As for Fu'er, in the past, she couldn't even write her own name at all, but now she is able to compose poems that are so praised by the emperor?
His daughter really surprised him more and more.
It's just, when did she learn this?
...
"No way, what on earth did she write that even the emperor praised so much, and what's more, can it surpass Bai Yichen?" Dongfang Shuo's mouth was faster, and he couldn't help but exclaimed.
The words paused slightly, turned to Xuanyuan Ye, and whispered again, "Where did you pick up such a treasure? It's really enviable. I like it more and more now..."
In the faint voice, there was a bit of half-truth and half-fake jokes, but when his eyes swept over Xuanyuan Qing, his words stopped again, and his expression once again concealed a bit of sadness.
Xuanyuan Ye was not annoyed this time, instead a slight smile appeared on the corners of his lips. Now, he has completely understood Dongfang Shuo's thoughts. In Dongfang Shuo's heart, Qing'er has always been the only thing in his heart. For Fu'er, it was just for fun. It's not that kind of love between men and women at all.
So, he knew that Dongfang Shuo was just talking, and he had nothing to worry about.
"The more I look at him, the more familiar he feels, it seems. It seems... very familiar, very familiar feeling, but I can't express it all at once." Xuanyuan Qing didn't notice the emperor's praise, but kept looking at Meng Fuying. , could not help but say.
Dongfang Shuo was slightly stunned, and the corners of his lips twitched a few times. Of course he was familiar with her. Their relationship is so good, how could they not be familiar with each other.
"Brother Seven, do you feel familiar?" Xuanyuan Qing frowned slightly, and looked at Xuanyuan Ye with a little doubt. There seemed to be an answer in her heart, but she couldn't say it all at once.
Xuanyuan Ye's hand when holding the teacup froze for a moment, but the smile on the corner of his lips deepened a bit, his lips moved slightly, and he said slowly, "En, I am very familiar."
"Really, Seventh Brother, you also feel the same way? Then do you recognize who he is?" Xuanyuan Qing said with a little joy when she heard Xuanyuan Ye's words.
"Hehehe..." Dongfang Shuo couldn't help chuckling, looking at Xuanyuan Qing's slightly contemplative look, with slightly raised red lips, his eyes flashed slightly, but then he said, "If he doesn't recognize it, that one I'm afraid no one will recognize it."
He didn't fully explain what he said, but he believed that with Xuanyuan Qing's intelligence, he would be able to understand it.
Xuanyuan Qing froze, turned her eyes slightly, and looked at him. When meeting Dongfang Shuo with a deep smile on her lips, those nimble eyes opened slightly, and suddenly thought of something, her eyes turned quickly, looking at him. He turned to the place where Meng Fuying had been sitting just now.
"Ah!. I see, yes. Yes..." Xuanyuan Qing finally understood why she was so familiar, and it was still an extremely kind and important feeling of familiarity. It turned out that the person was actually Seventh Sister-in-law ah.
Sister-in-law Qi just said that she had an upset stomach and wanted to leave for a while, but she didn't expect that sister-in-law Qi would go to participate in the challenge.
Didn't expect Seventh Sister-in-law to be so powerful, dare to go up to challenge Bai Yichen, and seeing the obvious admiration on the father's face, his face was a little more admired, Seventh Sister-in-law was much stronger than her.
However, since Seventh Sister-in-law played in men's clothing, she naturally couldn't reveal Seventh Sister-in-law's identity, so she could only suppress the words that came to her mouth.
Dongfang Shuo smiled knowingly, she was really smart, and she guessed right. And hearing her low, astonished but strangely excited exclamation, Dongfang Shuo's eyes became softer.
What he wants may not be much, as long as she is happy, as long as she is happy, it is enough.
On the high platform, Bai Yichen's eyes were extremely wide open, and he looked at the emperor in disbelief, but there was still some doubt deep in his eyes.
Since the emperor came out, he has favored the young man a little. Now, could he be saying that on purpose. ,
After all, no matter how bad the young man's poetry is, as long as the emperor says yes, who would dare to say no?
"Your Majesty, I don't know what kind of beautiful poems Brother Tang wrote. Yichen also wants to see Brother Tang's demeanor." Bai Yichen's eyes flickered slightly, he looked at the Emperor slightly, and said with a slight smile.
What he meant was to ask the emperor to read the poem. As long as the poem is read out, everyone will be able to distinguish whether it is good or not. Even if the emperor wants to take sides, everyone's hearts will be clear.
How could the emperor not understand Bai Yichen's meaning, and then smiled slightly, then handed the poem in his hand to the Prime Minister again, and said softly, "Prime Minister, please read it for everyone."
While speaking, a pair of eyes looked at Meng Fuying again, and in the light smile, the appreciation became more and more obvious.
I felt a little more satisfied.
Even if he can't become the son-in-law of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, it would be nice to be a minister of the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
"Yes." The prime minister respectfully took the poem from the emperor, cleared his throat slightly, and then read aloud, "It's good to have clear water, and it's strange to see mountains with empty rain."
His resonant voice silenced the entire audience, his words paused slightly, his eyes raised slightly, and he swept across the audience one by one.
Seeing everyone's eyes looking at him one after another, they all looked forward to him.
The Prime Minister smiled slightly, and continued to read again, "If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup and heavy makeup."
The metaphor in the last sentence is too vivid and vivid.
His cadenced voice stopped, his eyes were raised again, and he looked over the audience one by one. Seeing the stunned expressions of the people off the field, I felt a little more proud, as if he wrote the poem.
The emperor's eyes became slightly dazed. These poems are indeed rare and good poems. What's more, this poem just touched the longing in his heart.
Thinking back then, he met Rou'er by the West Lake. Rou'er at that time was really beautiful, very beautiful.
His Rou'er matches that of the West Lake. If Rou'er is described as Xizi in this poem, it is really more appropriate.
Xuanyuan Ye was startled again, and his eyes couldn't help opening wide, looking straight at Meng Fuying on the stage.
He originally thought that she was not good at this aspect, or she would borrow someone else's.
However, if such a good poem existed before, it is impossible for him not to have heard of it. Therefore, she must have borrowed something else, or written it herself?
She was able to write such a poem.
It really made him admire.
And Dongfang Shuo was also stunned at the moment, and said with a look of astonishment and shock, "This, is this really written by her?" This question should be asked to Xuanyuan Ye who is on the side, but each pair of eyes But he looked straight at Meng Fuying.
On the other hand, Xuanyuan Qing was even more excited, and couldn't help exclaiming, "Wow, Qi..." Suddenly realizing her slip of the tongue, she changed her words again and again, "It's amazing, what a good literary talent."
Although her voice was not very loud, Da Xijing who was sitting not far from her could still hear it.
Da Xijing turned her eyes slightly, glared at her angrily, and said angrily, "Hmph, what kind of **** are you, shameless, even if you go **** again, Mr. Tang won't like you. "
Her eyes swept over Xuanyuan Qing's whole body intentionally, and a hint of sarcasm was drawn from the corner of her lips. He also deliberately straightened his chest, showing off his good figure.
Xuanyuan Qing was stunned, she had seen shameless before, but she had never seen such a shameless person before, she was clearly a nymphomaniac, and in turn scolded others for being shameless, but hearing what Da Xijing meant, she couldn't have fallen in love with Seventh Sister-in-Law Bar.
"Heh..." Xuanyuan Qing chuckled slightly, "Whether Mr. Tang likes this princess or not doesn't seem to have anything to do with you. However, from what the princess said, it seems that he has something wrong with Mr. Tang."
Xuanyuan Qing couldn't help being angry when she thought of their joint harming of Xuanyuan Ye and Meng Fuying.
There was a slight pause in the words, those nimble eyes turned slightly to Xuanyuan Che, and said with deep meaning, "If this princess remembers correctly, Princess Daxi seems to be marrying the prince soon, why do you still think about it?" other men..."
Her words paused intentionally, and the meaning behind it was already obvious.
Da Xijing's complexion was slightly gloomy, and anger quickly overflowed from her big eyes, and she glared at Xuanyuan Qing angrily, but then carefully looked at Xuanyuan Che, with a hint of fear on her face, it can be seen that she Xuanyuan Che is still very taboo.
However, Xuanyuan Che didn't seem to hear their conversation at all, and just looked straight at Meng Fuying on the stage with his eyes.
A pair of cold eyes, narrowed slightly, seemed to have a little more sneer in meditation.
Da Xiran glanced at Da Xijing slightly, and said in a low voice, "Jing'er, stop making trouble."
In that low voice, there was a bit of helplessness. He really couldn't do anything about this younger sister.
As long as his younger sister sees a good-looking man, she can't control herself.
Bai Yichen was completely stunned when he heard the prime minister read the poem, and his eyes were wide open with unbelievable astonishment.
Turning his eyes slightly, he looked at Meng Fuying again, and the shock in his eyes became more obvious.
Impossible, absolutely impossible, this young man could write such a poem?
It's just that even if he doesn't want to admit it anymore, he still can't change the fact that the poems written by this young man are indeed much better than his.
"Now, the poems of Mr. Tang and Mr. Bai have been written. Ministers, please give your evaluation." Seeing the astonished expressions of everyone, the emperor slowly pulled a chuckle from the corner of his lips again, and then looked at those The minister who was the referee said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, although Mr. Bai's poems are indeed extraordinary, Mr. Tang's poems are obviously better." A minister said again and again, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Meng Fuying.
Can't help but praise, "It's really daunting."
"Lord Li is right. Mr. Tang's poem is probably unmatched by anyone. Mr. Tang's literary talent really impresses the old minister." Another minister also echoed, his voice full of admiration .
"Young Master Tang has such a talent at such a young age, it is indeed amazing." The other ministers also echoed.
They all praised Meng Fuying's poem unanimously, and there was a little flattery in their words.
After all, the emperor treats him very special, and everyone can see it. I believe that this young man will be reused by the emperor, and he will be able to make a fortune in a short time. Therefore, they naturally have to flatter him.
Bai Yichen's complexion became more and more ugly. Although he knew that his poems were indeed inferior to his, but after being unanimously denied by these ministers, he still couldn't help being angry, and there was more in the depths of his eyes. It was kind of cold.
Meng Fuying felt a little embarrassed in her heart, after all, she didn't write it by herself, but borrowed it from the ancients.
"Now, all the ministers agree that Mr. Tang's poems are better, so Mr. Tang has won." The Prime Minister heard everyone's comments, and finally came to a conclusion with a little joy.
Then he turned to Meng Fuying and said with a soft smile, "Congratulations, Mr. Tang."
"Thank you, Prime Minister." Meng Fuying also saluted slightly, but she didn't expect it to be over. In this way, even if she won, she saw Bai Yichen's increasingly gloomy face.
Can't help but secretly sneer in his heart, now, is he finally not complacent?
"Congratulations, Mr. Tang," Wang Hongwen, who won the first place this time, also stepped forward slightly to congratulate Meng Fuying, "Mr. Tang's literary talent, Mr. Wang really sighs."
"Wow, Mr. Tang really succeeded in the challenge. He really defeated Mr. Bai. It's really amazing." The people in the audience also exclaimed, especially those women, who looked at Meng Meng with peach blossoms. Fuying.
"Yes, Mr. Tang is really amazing. He wrote the poem really fast and well. Mr. Bai really lost this time."
Bai Yichen's originally gloomy face slowly turned black, his eyes became a little more cold, and his hands hidden under his sleeves tightened slightly.
"Now, I declare that Mr. Tang wins..." Prime Minister Dashang walked to the middle of Gao Ru and shouted loudly again.
"Wait a minute." But at this moment, Bai Yichen suddenly interrupted him.
"Does Mr. Bai have anything else to say?" The prime minister was slightly stunned, his eyes turned slightly, and he looked at Bai Yichen, who was on the side, and asked with a little doubt.
Everyone also looked at Bai Yichen with puzzled faces. They didn't know what he meant by calling stop at this moment, were they not reconciled?
"Master Prime Minister, I remember that at the Fengyun Conference, there were three eternal absolutes. Back then, I once fought against one pair, and there were two pairs, but no one has ever matched up. Since Mr. Tang is so talented, why not let him Come and try." Bai Yichen tried his best to suppress the dissatisfaction in his heart, and looked at the Prime Minister with a slight smile, but there was still a little provocation in that voice.
The three eternal absolutes have been handed down for many years, and no one has been able to match them. However, back then, he did a pair.
Shock everyone.
