The prince's wife is even more cruel, and the weak prince is afraid of his wife.

Sun Mengyun walked to the center of the hall and said.

Everyone's eyes followed her movements, because Sun Mengyun was also a well-known talented woman in Shangjing City.

It is more than enough to deal with the third young lady of the Gu family who has a reputation as a fool.

More people were laughing at Gu Qianyue. She was stepped on by Gu Meng before, and now she was going to be stepped on by Miss Sun again.

It is really interesting to confirm her reputation as a idiot. Even if she has won the love of the people and restored her reputation through the affairs of Qingfeng Town, what does it matter?

After today, the only rumor circulating in the capital city is that Third Miss Gu is a fool.

Even Liang Rongxi was scratching his head, recalling which modern poems were related to flowers.

"If I had known I would travel through time, I would have memorized all 300 Tang poems even if I had to memorize them by rote." Liang Rongxi said in his heart with regret.

Gu Meng naturally saw her expression, but so what?

Anyway, this flag is going to be scrapped.

After Sun Mengyun walked a few steps, he said, "In September, the trees are full of golden millet and the stars reflect the autumn moon.

The wind blows the shadows of flowers into dancing costumes, and the rhyme of poetry intoxicates the painting hall.

The subtle fragrance wafts into the dream, and the elegance lingers around the corridor. "

"Good! Good! Good!" The third prince clapped his hands and said three good words repeatedly.

"Your servant thanks the Third Prince." Sun Mengyun said shyly with her head down after receiving the Third Prince's reward.

Everyone looked at the Third Prince and clapped their hands, and they all echoed him.

"Good poem!"

"Good poem!"

"What a beautiful fragrance that fills the entire tree." The eldest princess also thought it was good. Although it was not particularly outstanding, it was still quite refreshing.

Liang Rongxi saw that these ancient people were so fond of a poem that was not particularly outstanding.

Then if I can recite a famous line from ancient times, wouldn't I be able to become the most talented woman in the capital?

Then she couldn't help but stand up and said, "Miss Sun's words are indeed true. I can't help but say something."

Sun Mengyun didn't care about her stealing the limelight. Instead, she gracefully extended her hand and motioned for her to start.

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Liang Rongxi was seen looking at a rose on the small table, as if he was in deep thought.

After a while, he said: "One flower message, one new, half belongs to the east wind and half belongs to the dust.

Only this flower blooms endlessly, occupying the four seasons of spring throughout the year. "

————Poem source: "Jihua by Zhang Xin of the Ming Dynasty"

"Xiao Lan, have you found any good poems?" Gu Qianyue asked.

Xiao Lan was speechless. He had just found a song and was planning to use it to let Qian Qian cheat, but he didn't expect someone to tell anyone about it.

I can only say breathlessly: "I haven't found it yet ~ ~ ~"

"You've made progress." Gu Qianyue said lightly. Her face began to turn pale, otherwise Durian would have put some rouge on her today.

His face was absolutely as pale as a ghost at this moment.

"What a good poem! It's really a good poem!"

After listening to her poem, He Mingxuan also put down his wine glass and praised her.

"This is the only flower that never tires of blooming, occupying the four seasons of spring throughout the year. It is truly wonderful!"

Then he turned to look at Jiang Yubai who had just returned and said, "Prince Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Yubai held the wine glass, as if he didn't hear what he said, and kept looking at Gu Qianyue.

Neither answer nor respond.

He Mingxuan stood there a little awkwardly. Ever since he caught the people from the ghost market, his superiors had given him many cases.

Moreover, it was the kind of thing that was clearly done by my subordinates, but the people above me insisted that I do it myself. Gu Mingxuan is so exhausted these days.

I finally received the visiting card from the eldest princess and now I can have a good rest.

Unexpectedly, I was still ignored. What did I do wrong?

Now even his good friend Yun Shen doesn't want to pay attention to him.

It seems that ever since Lin Lie’s Dust Handle was abolished, he has been frantically looking for news about Yang Jinghan, and he even ignored the fact that the people in the Dali Temple had been replaced.

I don’t know how long I can stay in the position of Shaoqing of Dali Temple?

He Mingxuan smiled self-deprecatingly, then picked up the wine glass on the table and started drinking.

"Such beautiful sentences are rare." Prince Jin said excitedly.

"It is really admirable that such an exquisite poem can be written with flowers as the theme."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and some people had admiration in their eyes.

They all began to discuss the beauty of the poem in whispers.

"Sure enough, the people brought by the Crown Prince's concubine are not simple."

Listening to the cheers and praises from the crowd, Liang Rongxi raised his chin proudly, with a hint of pride on his face.

I thought with contempt in my heart that these ancient people were easy to fool. If I could recite all 300 Tang poems, wouldn't they regard me as the god of poetry?

The more Liang Rongxi thought about it, the happier he became, and he looked down even more on those well-behaved and submissive women in the backyard.

Even Gu Meng couldn't help but look at her a few times. She didn't expect that she could write poetry.

It’s just that Liang Rongxi usually says some strange things that make people confused, and they ignore the fact that she has such talent.

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Gu Qianyue was thinking calmly about what verses to use.

Because she really couldn't appreciate any poetry or songs, Xiao Lan, the loser, told me at the critical moment that it had no knowledge of this area, or very little.

Besides, there is a time-traveling girl here, and I can’t reveal that I am also a time-traveling girl.

Otherwise, who knows what will happen.

It’s annoying. I shouldn’t have come here if I had known. Why couldn’t I control my curiosity?

Gu Qianyue was feeling regretful but at the same time she was thinking about writing poetry.

Looking at the white chrysanthemum in front of me, it is not as gorgeous as the rose, nor as rich and gorgeous as the peony, nor as charming as the peach blossom.

It just blooms there quietly, just like the flowers blooming and falling, simple and unpretentious, showing its beauty and cleanliness.

Perhaps there is a better word to describe it, called noble.

Gu Qianyue was mumbling to herself, thinking nonsense, and Xiao Lan huddled in the corner, listening to her mumbling, not daring to make a sound.

There was only one snake, Little White, rolling freely in the cold pond.

When everyone was praising Liang Rongxi, Gu Qianyue's cold voice suddenly sounded.

He said: "The stamens are cold and the fragrance is cold, why do I need bees and butterflies? I will stay away from fame and wealth and keep myself clean.

The thousand-year-old Tao Ling will always remain pure and fresh.

Look at the wind moving on your sleeves, the shadows moving on the ground, and the geese moving in the clouds. "

———Source of the poem: "Xingxiangzi·Ode to White Chrysanthemum"

Jiang Yubai was originally very worried about her wound, but when Gu Qianyue's poem came out.

He was still slightly startled, his eyes fixed on her, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Even the eldest princess narrowed her eyes slightly, and a hint of thoughtfulness appeared on her delicate face.

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After a moment, the eldest princess nodded slightly, with admiration in her eyes.

Miss Gu San was indeed different. She then raised her hand slightly, signaling everyone to be quiet.

Then he slowly said: "This poem has a profound artistic conception and exquisite words. It is indeed a masterpiece."

The eldest princess' voice was clear and powerful, echoing in the air for several circles.

After hearing the eldest princess' words, the entire banquet hall fell silent in an instant.

Everyone was more curious and surprised. Why did she...

Gu Meng bit her lower lip tightly, not understanding what went wrong.

How could she have changed so much? Could she have been reborn as well? But I tried secretly many times but couldn't find anything.

Is it because I sent her away from Shangjing City that she has other opportunities?

Gu Meng was puzzled and felt that something was missing from her body.

Phoenix's life cannot be taken back by her. A fierce look flashed in Gu Meng's eyes, and then she winked at Zisha beside her.

Zisha understood and quietly retreated.

But after a while, when everyone was immersed in the eldest princess's praise of Gu Qianyue.

Several maids dressed in palace costumes came over and served them wine.

Unexpectedly, a maid was so clumsy that she spilled a jar of wine all over Gu Qianyue's clothes.