Pushing Down the Male God Strategy

Purple is a mysterious and beautiful color. She likes it very much, so she made this dress deliberately.

With such an appearance, any clothes can be controlled very well. Wearing gorgeous clothes, she is an enchanting and charming woman.

Putting on the elegant clothes, it turned into a pure flower waiting to be bloomed.

Turning around in front of the mirror, "How about Xiaotao, do I look good in this dress?"

Xiao Tao was stunned for a while, and it took a long time to come back to her senses, "Ah, so beautiful, princess, you are so beautiful, you have never seen such a beautiful side."

"No, no, no, I mean, you were beautiful before, but now it's more beautiful, two different beauties." They are all amazing.

Lin Xixi looked at herself in the mirror with confidence, "Of course, your princess, I am the most beautiful. Today those people are waiting to be crushed by me." Let's burst, Little Universe!

Lin Xixi's eyes seemed to burst into flames.

The poem meeting was arranged in a famous teahouse not far from the palace, and it was held here every time.

Outside the teahouse, Lin Xixi got off the sedan chair, her face covered with a lavender veil, and her whole person looked more mysterious and beautiful.

I looked up at the plaque on the teahouse, Qingfeng Teahouse, I couldn't help but exclaimed in my heart, the writing was good.

After entering, everyone speculated about who such a beautiful woman was.

I don't know who said Lin Xixi's identity afterwards, and everyone suddenly lost the nature of the discussion and shook their heads.

The people who come here are all literati and mosques. They appreciate only being able to learn rather than how beautiful a person is.

Xiaotao in the room on the second floor heard the following discussion, embarrassing Lin Xixi, "Princess, you see how annoying those people are. I claim to be a literati, a scholar, a talented man, but he is actually talking about others like this in the public, not to mention. You are a princess of a country."

It's really uncultivated.

Seeing her blushing with anger, Lin Xixi motioned her not to be angry with her eyes, "What's the matter, don't be angry, you will watch it later and see how your princess I hit them in the face."

Soon, the people who came were almost there.

At this time, there was an old gentleman who was about forty or fifty years old, standing on a stand prepared in the hall below, "Hello, all the talented people, Mao Junsheng is in Xia, and this poem meeting is hosted by Xia Xia."

"The rules are still the same as in previous years, but the subject is naturally slightly changed."

"In the first round, let's use plum blossoms as the topic. Time is a stick of incense. Let's start now."

After speaking, someone took an incense burner and began to count the time.

In the room, Lin Xixi did not delay, pushed away the paper, picked up the brush and started to write.

Xiao Tao was so surprised that when the princess was so powerful, she could actually compose poems. Is it true that it took a while to learn.

That's amazing.

Soon, one of Lin Xixi's poems was completed, and she put down the brush in her hand, but she didn't rush to hand it in, it was too conspicuous.

At this time, Xiao Tao's eyes were full of admiration, "His Royal Highness, you are so powerful and so fast. Let the slave and maid hand it over to you. If you get the first place, those people will definitely not dare to say anything about you."

Lin Xixi shook her head slightly, "Don't do it first, I'll hand it in later, I know it in my heart, don't worry."

Not long after speaking, I heard Mao Junsheng's voice sounded downstairs, "Everyone, now we have the first person to hand over, and that is our Yaoguo's number one talent, Liu Qingfeng."

"There are poetic scenes everywhere, and there are things at any time. There is no time for entertainment, and a hill is plum blossoms."

As soon as I finished reading, there was an applause in the whole teahouse.

This poem is really good.

Lin Xixi, who was sitting in the room upstairs, didn't know why after listening to it. She felt a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it. Maybe she had thought too much.

After that, many people handed it in, but not many were read.

Everyone's poems are judged by the judges. After reading them, and after they have judged them, they will read them out and give everyone an appreciation.

Being able to be read shows that your poem is excellent.

Of course, the poem of Shen Qingyue, the first talented woman in Yaoguo, must have been read out and praised by everyone.

After that, Lin Xixi finally asked Xiao Tao to hand in the poem. When she saw the poem sent by someone, she opened it and Mao Junsheng couldn't help saying a few good words.

"The cold night guests come to make tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup is beginning to become red. It's usually different when there are plum blossoms in the month before the window."

This poem is very good.

After hearing it, everyone felt wonderful, and they all praised it.

"Male lead favorability 5."

Some people asked, "Mr. Mao, who wrote this poem? The artistic conception is very good. I will admire it."

Mr. Mao raised his hand and touched his beard. "This poem was written by our Princess Yaoguo. Not only is the poem very good, but the word is also very good."

After Lin Xixi listened, she raised her head proudly, although people outside couldn't see it.

That is, although she was not very fond of learning before, the only good thing is that the calligraphy of the brush is still good, and she can handle it well.

There was an uproar outside, who didn't know that the princess of his own country had nothing to learn. It was heard from the palace since childhood that the five princesses did not like to learn, but only liked eating, drinking and having fun.

Even the husband who taught her in the palace said that he could not teach.

It is indeed unbelievable that such a change is happening now, but this is the fact. No one doubts the fairness of Qingfeng Tea House.

Of course, Mao Junsheng also knows everyone's thoughts, "Don't worry, there are two more levels below, let's watch them slowly, and decide the final victory or defeat."

"Then, let's go to the next competition. This time there is no limit to the topic. You can use any subject at will and write the poem you want."

This time, Lin Xixi wasn't hiding anything. After finishing writing, she immediately handed it in.

And soon, after the review above, it was handed over to Mao Junsheng downstairs.

Looking at the poems in his hands, I couldn't help but exclaim again, "Okay, okay, the five princesses are the princesses of our country, and they are worthy of admiration from the old man."

When everyone heard it, they could get such praise from Mr. Mao. What kind of verse is it?

Below Mao Junsheng said, "Water flows around Pitian and bamboos around the fence, and the elm money falls all over and the hibiscus flowers are sparse. In the sunset, there is no one lying on the back of the cow, so the jackdaws are brought back together."

"It's a pastoral mirror image."

After listening, everyone praised it. This time, most people were really convinced, but some people still couldn't believe it.

For example, the second princess, Lin Yanxue, and Shen Qingyue, the first talented woman in Yaoguo.

The two of them boasted that they were Yaoguo's most talented women, so they were regarded as "smelly similar". The relationship is better, always together.

"Yanxue, when is the fifth princess so powerful?" She couldn't even compare to her. How could this be possible? She couldn't believe it.