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The empress dowager looked at Shangguan Yunting and felt a sense of disappointment.

He Qinghuan is extremely beautiful, and her family background is superior to that yellow-haired girl in every way. She is also a famous talented woman in the capital. Why does he look down on her and insists on deciding that yellow-haired girl to be the Princess of Mu? It is even difficult to find a concubine with a powerful maternal family for him. This Old Nine is so stubborn that the Queen Mother has nothing to say.

Shangguan Yunting said some harsh words last time, and the emperor also persuaded her for a long time, but the empress dowager was still somewhat unwilling to let her outstanding son marry a young girl from the country.

She wanted to take advantage of today's banquet to let He Qinghuan show her talents. Maybe Shangguan Yunting would change his mind after discovering He Qinghuan's strengths. However, she didn't expect that he was so stubborn that he didn't even look at He Qinghuan. She was helpless.

He Qinghuan believed that she was first-rate in the entire capital in terms of both appearance and talent, but King Mu didn't even look at her, which made her feel extremely angry and humiliated.

I want to let him know that only I am worthy of the identity of Princess Mu.

She turned her gaze to Shen Rou, secretly wondering what a country girl like her could do. She lost face in front of everyone and let everyone present see the ugliness and uselessness of Princess Furong. Would Prince Mu still marry such a Princess Mu?

She turned around and bowed slightly to the emperor, "Your Majesty, Princess Furong just said she would also come up to perform to entertain everyone."

The Emperor, Shangguan Yunting, and Shen Rou all looked at He Qinghuan fiercely. Shen Rou felt that this woman was looking for trouble and really deserved a beating.

You targeted me at the palace gate, and now you want to embarrass me in front of so many people. If I don't teach you a lesson today, you won't know how powerful I am.

She may feel that she knows nothing since she comes from the countryside. If she were the original owner, she might know nothing, but she is a modern person who traveled from the 21st century. Although she does not have everything, she knows at least half of the 300 Tang poems, which is more than enough to deal with you, an ancient person who looks down on others.

Everyone looked like they were enjoying the show, waiting to see how Shen Rou would react.

Shangguan Yunting looked at Shen Rou worriedly. Shen Rou gave him a reassuring look, which made Shangguan Yunting feel much more at ease.

Shen Rou slowly walked up to He Qinghuan, looked at her with disdain, and said coldly: Miss He, there are so many girls here, but you chose me to perform on stage. What do you mean?

"Princess Furong, please don't be angry. All the girls here have performed on different occasions. If you don't want to entertain the Emperor and the Northern Yan delegation on this special day, then so be it. After all, I wouldn't dare force you. You are the future Princess Mu."

"This princess has the honor to entertain the emperor and the Northern Yan delegation on this special day. It is a great honor for this princess."

"But it was you who suggested that there should always be a bet to make it fun."

"Your Majesty, what do you think?"

The Emperor, looking very pleased with himself, said loudly, "What prize does Princess Furong want? Tell us everything."

"Your Majesty, since it was Miss He who made the request, she should provide the prize. This princess is kind-hearted and does not want any valuables from her. Wait until this princess's performance is recognized by everyone, and then have Miss He shout three times in the center of the hall, 'I was wrong, please forgive me!'"

No one present expected that Princess Furong would make such a bet. This bet was not very harmful but extremely insulting. If Princess Furong was recognized by everyone, He Qinghuan would have to admit his mistake in front of everyone. Tomorrow, everyone in the aristocratic circle would know about this, making He Qinghuan a laughing stock.

Everyone's curious eyes were focused on He Qinghuan, putting her in a difficult position. If she agreed and got everyone's approval, she would be humiliated and how would she go out in the future?

If you don't agree, there is no room for refusal now that things have been said.

Just as she was struggling to make a decision, Madam He hurried over to He Qinghuan and bowed slightly to the Emperor. "Your Majesty, my daughter was playful and lost her composure. Please forgive me."

"Madam He, I'm happy today, and Miss He meant well. What's wrong with that?"

Seeing Shen Rou calm and composed, the emperor also wanted to see what else she could do besides playing chess, making money, and developing weapons.

Mrs. He stood there awkwardly, in a dilemma, and glared at He Qinghuan fiercely. He Qinghuan lowered her head timidly at her mother's stern look. She had not expected Princess Furong to make such a request.

My original intention was to embarrass her, but now I don't agree that I am the one who is being embarrassed, which makes her hesitant.

Shen Rou was a vindictive person, so how could she back down now? She deliberately said loudly: "Your Majesty, since Miss He doesn't dare to agree, I can't force her. Let's save this show for a good day like this in the future!"

Everyone present turned their eyes to the Northern Yan envoy and the Third Prince. Shen Rou meant that they would perform the show the next time Northern Yan lost the war. This definitely showed that she did not take the Northern Yan envoy and the Third Prince seriously.

The Northern Yan envoy and Rong Zhang just looked like they were enjoying the show, but now their expressions suddenly changed. They looked at Shen Rou gloomily, gritting their teeth in anger. It was an insult, so insulting.

Rong Zhang said sternly, "Princess Furong, what do you mean by that?"

"Third Prince of Beiyan, this princess has nothing to say. Let's stop here. Just listen."

Shen Rou thought to herself, everyone knows it, but you're only happy if I tell you. A defeated general should keep his tail between his legs. Do you need to ask so obviously? How ignorant!

Shen Rou looked at He Qinghuan impatiently and said, "Miss He, since you don't dare to agree to this first prize, don't delay the next performance."

Shen Rou walked back after saying this, but silently repeated one... two...

Before the count reached three, He Qinghuan shouted, "Princess Furong, why are you so afraid? It's still uncertain whether you can gain everyone's approval. Don't be so overconfident that you end up in disgrace."

Shen Rou smiled slyly and whispered, "Let me teach you how to behave today. Don't look down on others next time."

"Miss He, I have heard that you are a famous talented woman in the capital. How about we write a poem today? Do you dare?"

He Qinghuan smiled slightly when she heard about the poem. She was quite confident in her poetry and said with a smile, "Why not?"

"You just said that beautiful women danced like stars, and the music lingered in the palace. But look at the feast today, where Great Qi and Northern Yan live in peace. Let's start from the last word of each poem, and the other poem must contain the last word. Is that okay?"

"it is good."

She turned to the prince and said, "Your Majesty, the loser must shout to the other person, 'I'm wrong three times,' and 'Please forgive me!'"

The emperor watched the scene with great interest and said loudly, "Miss He, you are absolutely right."

Everyone present was looking forward to their performance.

Although Shangguan Yunting had never heard Shen Rou compose poetry, she saw that she was calm and composed in the face of danger, so she believed that she could do it.

Shen Rou felt Shangguan Yunting's gaze, she slowly turned her head, their eyes met, and she smiled slightly.

"Princess Furong, I wrote that poem just now. Now it's your turn."

Without thinking, Shen Rou said loudly: "When I was young, I didn't know the moon, and called it a white jade plate. I also thought it was a mirror on the Jade Terrace, flying in the blue sky. The immortal hangs two feet, why are the osmanthus trees so round? The white rabbit has finished pounding medicine, and asks who to eat with. The toad eclipses the full moon, and the bright night is over. Yi once shot down nine crows, and the heavens and the people were clear and peaceful. The Yin essence is lost in this, and it is not worth watching. What will happen when worries come? The sorrow breaks my heart."

After listening to Shen Rou's poem, everyone present praised the verses and applauded.

He Qinghuan didn't expect that a country girl could come up with such a good poem. She was a little flustered and kept muttering "liver" to herself... She thought for a long time but couldn't think of using liver to write a poem.

At this moment she was even more flustered, as she felt it was really hard to write poetry.

Shen Rou smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Miss He. This princess can wait."

After waiting for a while, everyone looked at him in surprise. He Qinghuan looked at everyone in panic who were looking at him strangely. His mind went blank and he couldn't remember anything.

"Since Miss He can't think of it, let me do it!"

"My heart and gallbladder are strong, and I will lay my head on the sword. I am ashamed to read the history of the Song Dynasty, and I will never talk about peace."

"The warmth of the sun is everywhere; spring arrives even at the corners of the world. I recall the beauty of the forest above; it seems we were once like those of the ancients."

"When will the bright moon appear? I raise my cup to ask the blue sky. I wonder what year this evening is in the palace of heaven. I want to ride the wind away, but I fear the jade buildings are too cold up there. I dance with my shadow, it feels so different from being on earth. It circles the vermilion pavilions, lowers the beautiful windows, and shines on the sleepless. I shouldn't harbor any hatred, why does it always appear full when we're apart? People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, the moon waxes and wanes, it's impossible to have everything perfect. I wish we could live long, and share the beauty of the moon together, even though we're thousands of miles apart."

"Beyond the crystal curtain lies a bright moon, while layers of frost cover the pear blossom branches. The moon and the blossoms are both blurred, and through the window I see nothing. Tonight the moon is dark, and the pear blossoms are all white. The flowers also smile at Chang'e, bringing him more spring colors."

"Tomorrow and tomorrow, how many tomorrows there are? I spend my whole life waiting for tomorrow, and everything becomes wasted. The world is burdened by tomorrows; spring goes, autumn comes, and old age approaches. In the morning I watch the water flow east, and in the evening I watch the sun set in the west. How many tomorrows can there be in a hundred years? Please listen to my song of tomorrow."

"Have you not seen that the waters of the Yellow River come from heaven, rushing to the sea and never returning? Have you not seen the white hair reflected in the mirror of the hall, which was black in the morning and turned to snow in the evening? When life is happy, one should enjoy it to the fullest, and not let the golden cup face the moon empty. I was born with talents that must be useful, and even if I spend all my money, I will get it back. I cook sheep and cattle for fun, and I must drink three hundred cups at a party. I will sing a song for you, please listen to me. Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not worth much, I just hope to be drunk forever and never wake up. Saints and wise men in ancient times were all lonely, only drinkers left their names."

Shen Rou stood in the center of the hall, her posture erect and her gaze resolute. Her voice was clear and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate, and poems flowed from her mouth like clear mountain springs, refreshing the heart.

Everyone listened with fascination, immersed in Shen Rou's poetic world. Time seemed to stand still, and the hall was silent, with only Shen Rou's voice echoing.

Finally, Shen Rou finished reciting the last poem, and she licked her lips with a dry mouth.

The hall was completely silent as everyone was stunned by her talent and stared at her in amazement.

Shangguan Yunting looked at the dazzling Shen Rou infatuatedly, looking at her with a doting face. Seeing her licking her lips, he guessed that she was thirsty, and hurriedly walked up to her with tea.

He said lovingly, "Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

Shen Rou took the tea and drank it all in one gulp, still feeling a little unsatisfied after finishing it.

"anything else?"

"That's enough. I'm exhausted from reciting several poems in one sitting."

Shangguan Yunting whispered, "Xiao Rou, you are amazing. I have accumulated so much luck over several lifetimes to be able to meet you in this lifetime."

"Keep a low profile, everyone is watching."

"Your strength won't allow you to be low-key. Let them be envious and jealous!"

The Emperor was the first to recover, applauding and praising, "Excellent! Excellent! Excellent! Princess Furong, you are truly talented, and I admire you. From now on, if anyone dares to say you are untalented or unvirtuous, I will not forgive them."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Miao Zan."

"You are a man of great learning, a man of great talent, a man of profound scholarship, and a man of many talents. You are truly worthy of the title of the most talented woman in the capital."

Shen Rou thought to herself that she had gained another title, but this was all thanks to the ancient poets, and she was just copying them.