The harem is full of gossip, Your Majesty, you are cheating

Poetry has always been Yang Yun's specialty.

The consensus of the people of Yong was that as long as King Anhe was around, everyone else could only compete for second place in poetry and prose.

Some people simply don't plan to write at all, their faces are filled with longing.

“I wonder what kind of masterpiece King Anhe will write this time!”

"Every time An and Wang take action, there is not a single work that will not be passed down through the ages."

"An and Wang only needed ten days to finish a work like Red Mansions!"

"With An and Wang here, we should stop making a fool of ourselves and just wait to be shocked!"

"Not bad, not bad. No matter whose work it is, it will pale in comparison to An and Wang."

"Why bring disgrace upon yourself?"

"That's not to say. An and Wang are first, that's natural. But we can also fight for second or third place!"

Some people simply give up and wait for the results.

Someone began to ponder while looking at the lotus.

Yuehua looked at the lotus pond and began to think hypocritically.

"Does Anhe Wang already have any poems?" someone asked with admiration.

Who doesn't know.

An and Wang don't need any time to think when writing poetry.

Yue Hua smiled slightly: "Yes, I have it, but since my brother has limited it to half an hour, then I will wait for half an hour."

"An He Wang is indeed a man of high moral character." A man immediately said in a flattering manner, "Once An He Wang's poems are published, other people's works will be eclipsed. An He Wang didn't start writing right away in order to give everyone room to express themselves!"

"Zhang Dalang is right! An and Wang are waiting for me a chance."

Others echoed.

Yue Hua had a look of satisfaction on his face. He patted Zhang Ziping on the shoulder and said, "Okay, it's good that you know. There are some things that don't need to be said."

Zhang Ziping was touched: "Yes, I understand."

While following the drama, Jiang Zhimiao glanced in the direction of Zhang Ziping.

[Tsk. This flatterer is the future consort of the second princess.]

Yue Lin followed Jiang Zhimiao's gaze and looked over there.

Zhang Ziping is the eldest son of Zhang Dehong, the Minister of Rites. He boasts of his literary talent, but he always says he disdains the current imperial examination system. What he usually does is to attract a group of "talented people" who also think they are noble, and a group of people get together to flatter each other.

Zhang Dehong has always stood on Yuehua's side.

Zhang Ziping naturally became Yuehua's super lackey, and always shared the same views with Yuehua.

When Yue Lin thought of this, a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips.

The Queen Mother insisted on making this marriage happen, which was a kind of recognition to the Zhang family.

What is being recognized?

Naturally, they stand firmly on the side of Yuehua.

His mother was just waiting for him to be driven off the throne by Yuehua!

Yue Lin's eyes dimmed, but Jiang Zhimiao's sneer suddenly rang in his mind.

【Heh. Zhang Ziping! 】

[This guy is indeed the same as Yue Hua. On the one hand, he wants to marry the princess, but on the other hand, he has a concubine, and he wants the concubine to give birth to the child she is pregnant to the princess. I was wondering, where does a second-generation playboy who is good for nothing and can only recite sour poems get such confidence! It turns out that this King Anhe is behind it. ]

Yue Lin's eyes changed slightly.

He suddenly looked at Zhang Ziping, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

He and the second princess were not very close.

But she is also a royal princess!

It represents the face of the royal family!

He has a mistress and is planning to give birth to an illegitimate child. Is such a person worthy of being a prince consort?

For Yuehua, the Queen Mother really disregarded the reputation of the royal family!

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at Yue Xi.

This second princess is indeed as introverted and quiet as the rumors say.

She was sitting in the corner at the moment, curling up in the shadows.

[This second princess seems to be a social phobic! ]

What does social phobia mean?

Yue Lin looked at the Second Princess and vaguely guessed what she meant. The Second Princess really didn't like lively occasions since she was a child.

But even the most introverted person would feel a little emotional if they knew their future husband was also present.

Jiang Zhimiao noticed that the second princess secretly glanced in the direction of Zhang Ziping several times. Her expression did not change and it was impossible to tell whether she was satisfied or not.

[After the lotus viewing banquet, I'll remind Yue Lin about Zhang Ziping. A princess like you should not fall into the fire pit.]

Yue Lin glanced at Jiang Zhimiao.

His queen had many abilities that he couldn't see through, but her heart was surprisingly soft.

Yue Lin lowered his eyes.

For some reason, a thought flashed through his mind.

Since she can feel sorry for so many other people.

It’s better to feel sorry for him.

From small to large.

His greatest wish is that someone can stand by him when he is trapped in darkness.

Even if I can't take him out of the darkness.

Even if it's just to accompany him.

That's enough.

pity.

There has never been such a person.

and so.

Yue Xi is so lucky now. Someone is willing to help her before she jumps into the fire pit.

Jiang Zhimiao's thoughts always contain a huge amount of information.

Originally, hearing this voice, everyone's mood was inevitably a little heavy.

But Jiang Zhimiao couldn't help but play "Wulin Wai Zhuan" at the same time!

Seeing Guo Furong pretending to be sick and trying to commit suicide in the second episode, everyone wanted to feel heavy-hearted, but they couldn't do it.

Everyone could only lower their heads and try hard to suppress the corners of their lips that were rising uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty, it's almost time." Li Dehuai reminded in a low voice.

Yue Lin nodded: "Let's start."

Li Dehuai agreed and gave some oral instructions.

Everyone took their seats and began to write.

After they were written, the eunuchs naturally presented them one by one.

Yuehua smiled slightly, took a sip of wine, and acted like a very bold and elegant celebrity.

"My Great Yong Dynasty is full of talented people, including many talented men and women. Today, I will write a poem to dedicate to these young talents."

Yuehua made a few remarks and then began to write with great ease.

Jiang Zhimiao glanced at him and instantly used the props he had exchanged.

"Sharing vision."

Once this prop is used, she can get Yuehua's attention for a period of time.

Jiang Zhimiao saw Yuehua start writing.

"The spring is silent..."

[Tsk tsk tsk. Sure enough, it's plagiarism. The spring eye silently cherishes the trickle, and the plagiarism is another masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages. 】

"Your Majesty." Jiang Zhimiao came close to Yue Lin and recited a poem in a low voice.

Yue Lin's expression couldn't help but change slightly.

Another good poem.

Is this the poem Yuehua is writing?

But he hadn't even finished writing it yet, but Jiang Zhimiao had already memorized the entire poem?

interesting.

"This is a poem written by a Mr. Yang Wanli. Your Majesty can use it as a starting point for discussion." Jiang Zhimiao said in a low voice.

Yue Lin looked at Jiang Zhimiao meaningfully, then smiled.

"Fifth brother." Yue Hua was posing while writing a poem. He had just written the second sentence when Yue Lin called out to him and he couldn't help but stop.

"Brother Chen is here."

Yue Lin smiled slightly: "Recently, I have come up with a masterpiece about lotus. Fifth brother, you are a great poet. Why don't you help me appreciate it?"