My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Bai Shaoqiu copied the poem "The Golden Hairpin" just to meet the requirements.

This poem resonated with Master Qin and he invited him to Qiuyu Lu.

This poem also caused various suspicions among the two women, Tang Xianxian and Dongfang Changying.

Dongfang Changying was so anxious that he wanted to leave Zhuxi to send someone to investigate Bai Shaoqiu's ex-lover, but fortunately he was stopped by Tang Xianxian.

"There's no rush."

"But it seems that you have indeed fallen in love with him."

"Changying, if you look at all the famous writers in history, who didn't have some romantic affairs?"

"I heard that in order to write exquisite poems, these writers always need some inspiration from the outside world."

"Why do talented people like to go to brothels?"

"Women, especially young and beautiful women, are the source of their creativity!"

"Mr. Bai's talent has been revealed. You'll have to keep a close eye on him from now on... A handsome and talented young man is like a flower blooming in spring. Wherever he blooms, bees and butterflies will flock to him!"

"There's an endless supply of bees and butterflies. You can never kill them all!"

Tang Xianxian leaned over again and said with a sly smile:

"I say...if he goes to Kyoto, and it's inconvenient for you to leave Xiling City, do you want me to help you keep an eye on him in Kyoto?"

Dongfang Changying immediately looked at Tang Xianxian.

I always feel that the two dimples on Tang Xianxian's cheeks are filled with bad intentions.

"Are you still determined to take advantage of him?"

Tang Xianxian's eyebrows curved: "If he loses his status as a son-in-law..."

"We are like sisters. Wouldn't it be better if we didn't let others take advantage of us?"

Dongfang Changying glared:

"He can't become your consort!"

"If he becomes your consort, won't that squeeze me out, the real boss?!"

"You...don't let your imagination run wild!"

"Besides, we don't know if he can enter the Lanting and win first place!"

"As I said, there are so many talented people in Kyoto. When you go back, choose your prince consort carefully!"

"Don't you dare set your sights on my husband!"

……

……

Bai Shaoqiu had a smooth journey.

He came to the third pavilion behind Shuxiang Gate, where the fifth test of Zhuxi Literary Society was held.

This question is a bit more difficult -

"West of Xiling is the Western Wilds, and there are enemies in the Western Wilds called barbarians."

"In that desolate yellow sandy land, countless soldiers from Xingguo died defending the border."

"The peace of Xiling was forged with the flesh and blood of countless soldiers on the frontier."

"In this peaceful time, I often gaze at the moon and wonder how I can mourn those who sacrificed their lives for my country."

"All we can do is to pay tribute with poetry."

"Please write a poem about the frontier to praise the lofty aspirations of our frontier troops!"

These students have never been to the battlefield!

But many of them have been to Dasan Pass—

They had never actually witnessed the war between the border troops and the barbarians, and had not even been to the battlefields of the past.

But they had seen the training of the border troops.

I have seen the desert, the sunset and the desolation under the yellow sand.

There will be feelings, but I don’t know how deep they will be.

And Bai Shaoqiu, the good-for-nothing from Xiling City in the past, had never even been to Dasan Pass!

The only places he had been to were brothels, gambling houses, teahouses and taverns!

So, when he stood in front of the question board, the judge looked at his back and smiled.

Mr. Zhu from Changxing Academy had heard of Bai Shaoqiu and even knew Bai Shaoqiu's father, Bai Changgeng.

Of course, he was more familiar with the stories of this Mr. Bai.

But he had also read the couplets and poems that Bai Shaoqiu had written before, and he was very surprised.

There was even a moment when he suspected that this Bai Shaoqiu was not the same Bai Shaoqiu.

But he is the only son-in-law granted by the emperor in Xiling City!

This cannot be explained.

We can only think that this kid is extremely talented and has suddenly become enlightened.

Good.

No, it's very good!

It’s a pity that he became the son-in-law of the royal family, otherwise... he might be able to revive the Bai family.

This is the gain and loss.

He gained wisdom and knowledge, but lost his freedom for life.

A son-in-law has no freedom!

He is under the control of the woman's family!

For example, if he wanted to participate in the Zhuxi Literary Meeting, he would need the consent of the palace.

Perhaps the palace also wanted to see his abilities.

The better he performs at this Zhuxi Literary Conference, the better his life will be in the palace in the future.

Of course, a useful son-in-law is treated differently from a useless son-in-law.

It was not easy for him to reach the fifth level, so he would probably stop at this level.

What a pity!

Just as the teacher was thinking this, Bai Shaoqiu turned around and walked towards the desk.

The teacher stroked his short beard and looked at Bai Shaoqiu in astonishment.

Then he took out a pen from his pocket.

Then write without thinking!

Master Zhu laughed.

This guy is really fast, but the poems he made up out of thin air cannot stand up to scrutiny after all.

That's it,

For the sake of his father, since he was able to write this frontier poem, we will give him a lower grade.

Master Zhu did not look over out of curiosity.

He still sat at the table, his eyes fixed on the paper in front of him.

He was carefully pondering the poem "Phoenix Hairpin and Red and Soft Hands" written by Bai Shaoqiu.

He couldn't help but admire Bai Shaoqiu's excellent writing style!

only……

No matter how he looked at it, the sadness and regret in these words didn't seem appropriate for Bai Shaoqiu's writing.

That was a time of great sadness and despair.

It is the heartfelt pain after an unforgettable relationship is cut apart!

This kid Bai Shaoqiu... has he had such an emotional experience?

Just as Master Zhu was speculating, Qi Shaotong, Zhuo Yi and three other students arrived here.

Master Zhu looked up, feeling a little surprised.

Song Zigui from Shangling Academy did not come.

Could it be that he was upset because his father was blamed by Her Royal Highness the Ninth Princess?

What a pity.

If Song Zigui wins the championship again... he will be the champion of the Zhuxi Literary Society for the fourth consecutive time!

This is amazing!

Unfortunately, he failed to enter the Xiangshan Literary Festival last time he participated in it.

But after two years of accumulation, he may be able to achieve good results in next year's Xiangshan Literary Conference.

Just as Master Zhu was thinking this, his eyes fell on Bai Shaoqiu again.

Bai Shaoqiu had put away his pen, holding the paper, greeted Qi Shaotong and the others, and walked towards him.

"Has it been written?"

"Well, it's written."

Master Zhu was not in a hurry to look. He continued to look at Bai Shaoqiu with a smile on his face:

"I'm glad you were able to become enlightened."

"In the past, your father would occasionally come to me for a drink. He was... quite disappointed with you."

Bai Shaoqiu didn't expect that this teacher was an old acquaintance of his father. He smiled awkwardly:

"Well, I didn't know any better then."

"Now that you can walk here... If your father knew, I think he would definitely hold a three-day banquet at Qianwei Tower!"

Master Zhu's eyes fell on the paper and he said:

"This is what a father does to his son..."

His voice stopped suddenly!

His eyes suddenly widened!

His mouth was also wide open!

He stood up suddenly!

Even the short tuft of whiskers on his chin was trembling slightly!

He looked at Bai Shaoqiu with a very complicated look in his eyes!

There is a shock!

There is joy!

Even more unbelievable!