Reborn as a fiend statue

[Ding, in the face of repeated provocations from the ants, host, can you bear it?

Even if the host can bear it, Xiaojing can't bear it. Side mission eighteen is released: Host, please copy a poem as soon as possible and slap the eldest prince in the face.]

[Task time limit: one day]

[Task reward: upgrade two levels]

"..."

Yu Yi doesn't know how to complain anymore. When did the Godhead Crystal become so naughty?

What does it mean that the host can endure it, but even the Godhead Crystal cannot endure it?

And what about copying a poem?

Damn, are you looking down on my poetry writing skills?

[Ding, what is the host's level of poetry writing? Don't you have a clue in your mind? 】

"..."

Yuyi is numb!

I was despised again!

Well, it seems that apart from copying poems, I really don’t know how to compose them.

Even if the poem is barely composed, it is probably similar to Zi Xin's one piece, two pieces, three or four pieces.

Sure enough, Godhead Crystal is the one who understands him best.

Yu Yi chose to take over the task.

He originally just wanted to watch others pretend in peace, but he didn't expect that someone would slap him in the face.

Now he doesn't even want to pretend to beeping.

Sigh...Why are there always stupid people forcing me to pretend?

Yu Yi couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

[The host’s shamelessness refreshes the understanding of the Godhead Crystal. 】

"..."

Yu Yi was criticized again and wanted to beat someone up again.

Yan Qingqing glared at the eldest prince: "Your Highness, eldest prince, what do you mean? First you targeted Zi Xin, and now you point the finger at Xiao Yu?"

Zihong waved his hand carelessly, "Cousin, don't be angry. As the saying goes, there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. We are just a competition between literati. If we lose, we will not be hurt or hurt our harmony."

Yan Qingqing was still about to argue, but Yu Yi stopped her and said calmly: "Since His Highness the eldest prince invites you, it would be disrespectful for me to refuse."

"Haha... Mr. Fish is still happy!" Zihong was overjoyed and continued: "It's not very interesting for us to just compete to win, why not give some luck?"

"What kind of prize does His Highness the First Prince want?"

Zihong probed: "Not as good as 100 million gold coins?"

Yu Yi knew that the eldest prince was not well-intentioned, so he sneered, "Ha... the eldest prince is quite wealthy. But gambling with money is not very interesting, it is too tacky. How about using Cloud Soul Grass as a bet?"

The Cloud Soul Grass he mentioned is a very precious medicinal herb that has the effects of increasing soul strength and repairing soul wounds.

The characteristics of Cloud Soul Grass make it a rare treasure, almost priceless.

Yu Yi has no physical body and his cultivation speed is too slow. He can only make some ideas about the soul's heavenly and earthly treasures.

"this……"

"What? Doesn't His Highness the First Prince want the lottery? Now he doesn't dare to accept it?"

Zihong gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I will take it."

The fight between the two attracted the attention of the scribes present. Even Baihua Fairy and others behind the bead curtain cast curious eyes.

"His Royal Highness the First Prince seems to be targeting His Highness the Third Prince?"

"Nonsense, isn't this obvious?"

"It's so strange. Why does the eldest prince keep targeting the third prince? Doesn't it mean that the third prince has no intention of competing for the throne?"

"Who knows? Maybe the third prince just doesn't care about the throne on the surface, but secretly he is competing for it?"

"It is possible."

"No, I know the third prince well. He really has no intention of competing for the throne. He just wants to be a happy prince."

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"Then why did the eldest prince deliberately target the third prince? Isn't it unnecessary?"

"Yes, shouldn't His Highness the First Prince's opponent be His Highness the Second Prince, who is equally powerful as him, and other princes participating in the fight for the throne?

He has offended the third prince rashly, isn't he afraid that the third prince will join the second prince's camp?"

"What you don't know is that the eldest prince has fallen in love with the grand marshal's daughter Yan Qingqing, but Yan Qingqing doesn't like him. Instead, she and the third prince are as close as siblings..."

"I see. No wonder the third prince was targeted by the eldest prince."

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All the literati were whispering in low voices.

The eldest prince and Yu Yi were both people with sharp ears and eyes, and clearly heard what everyone was talking about, but they ignored it.

Yu Yi smiled and said: "Since His Highness the First Prince proposed the competition first, then you should perform it first."

"Okay." The eldest prince nodded without hesitation.

Wu Tianhao, Yu Wenhuan and others quickly prepared pen and ink.

The eldest prince, Zihong, quickly moved his pen on the scroll, stimulating the words.

"I heard that the eldest prince, who is both civilized and military, has once composed a poem that is close to a national poem?"

"Yes, His Highness the First Prince's literary attainments have always been very high. This incident caused a sensation at the beginning."

"His Royal Highness the eldest prince came well prepared today. Maybe he can compose a poem to subdue the country?"

"Fuck, you can't, right?"

"Very possible."

"Isn't Mr. Fish destined to lose?"

"Haha... That's for sure. No matter how powerful Mr. Yu is, he can't write a poem that subdues the country."

"Alas...it's such a pity that Mr. Yu met His Highness the First Prince."

When Yan Qingqing heard the literati talking in low voices, she couldn't help but clenched her fists and her eyes were full of worry.

Zihong quickly completed a poem.

He handed the still-dry scroll to the fox maid who had been waiting for a long time.

The maid began to sing the eldest prince's poems.

"Spring Journey"

To the north of Gushan Temple and to the west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.

The random flowers are gradually enchanting the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there are green poplar shades and a white sand embankment.

The scroll in the hand of the fox-man maid gradually showed a purple light, then changed to orange, and finally turned completely orange.

"There are several early orioles vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud. The gentle singing of the orioles spreads the good news of the return of spring to the earth; the diligent swallows inspire people to start spring work, all of which write about the vitality of early spring."

"The flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves." These two sentences are also very powerful. In early spring, the flowers are not in full bloom yet, so what you can see is not all the colorful flowers.

Instead, there are clusters in the east and clusters in the west, which are described by the word "chaos".

The spring grass has not yet grown lush enough to cover the horses' hooves, so the word "shallow" is used to describe it.

"Gradual desire" and "talent" are the author's feelings and judgments of observation, appreciation.

As expected of the eldest prince, only he can write such good poems."

"Damn it...an orange light appeared. His Royal Highness the eldest prince indeed composed a poem to subjugate the country."

"Hiss... Today's incident will definitely spread to the palace. If His Majesty the Emperor knows that the eldest prince can compose a poem to subdue the country, he will definitely be delighted."

"Yes, yes, I'm afraid the eldest prince is one step closer to the throne."

"His Royal Highness the eldest prince has composed a poem to subjugate the country. Coupled with his special status, Mr. Yu is afraid that he will lose."

"That's for sure. Even if Mr. Yu writes a poem to subjugate the country, it won't be

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It's just barely equal, but how can it be so easy to write a poem that subdues the country?"

"What a pity...Mr. Fish is with the wrong person."

"It's too early to say this now. Maybe Mr. Fish can make a comeback?"

"You are thinking nonsense, unless Mr. Fish writes a poem that will be handed down for generations, but is that possible?"

"Indeed, the outcome was actually destined from the beginning."

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Yan Qingqing's face turned ugly when she heard the whispers around her.

She knew that Xiaoyu was basically lost.

Bai Xiaomeng also clenched her fists and wanted to hit someone.

The eldest prince Zihong's face was bright: "Mr. Yu, it's your turn."

Yu Yi smiled calmly and said: "Your Highness, the eldest prince, can't wait to be slapped in the face?"

"Oh? Mr. Yu is really calm. I don't know where your confidence comes from. Is it because you are ignorant and fearless?"

"I never like to show off in a high-profile manner. I only know that the more some people lack something, the more they want to show off. Your Highness, what do you think?"

"Oh? Really? I think Mr. Yu, instead of caring about showing off or not, should consider his own situation. After all, no matter how you compare, you will definitely lose."

Yu Yi shrugged indifferently, "Who knows until the end?"

The eldest prince smiled happily and said: "Then I am looking forward to Mr. Yu's performance."

The verbal exchange between the two left many spectators in silence.

The eldest prince has a noble status and no one can offend him.

That mysterious Mr. Fish is not afraid of the eldest prince at all, and his origin may not be simple.

The scholars present are all human beings. No one would be stupid enough to offend Mr. Yu before they knew the details about him.

Yu Yi ignored the eldest prince and turned his attention to Bai Xiaomeng, "Xiaomeng, I will take care of you with pen and ink."

"Okay, Master, meow~."

Bai Xiaomeng hurriedly took out a set of pen and ink from the Yuan Ring and began to sharpen the ink.

Yu Yi picked up the writing brush and wrote on the rolled out scroll.

Every word he writes is vigorous and powerful, and his writing is like a dragon or a snake.

After writing a poem, he picked up the scroll and gently blew on the wet ink on it with his mouth.

Then he handed it to the fox maid, "Beauty, please sing it."

"Cackle..." the fox maid smiled coquettishly.

Yu Yi is not only handsome, but also very polite.

It greatly increases the favor of the fox maid.

Although many talented people know the result, they are still looking forward to it.

Judging from the ink marks on the scroll, we can tell that it is a long poem. Maybe it can really make a comeback?

"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"

"The tide of the Spring River reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon rises together on the sea. The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the Spring River!..."

As soon as the fox maid finished reciting the first few sentences, the rice paper began to glow with purple light, and it was changing to orange light.

"Holy shit... it's unbelievable. Judging from the words on the paper, I've only read less than one-tenth of it and it has already begun to turn orange. This shows that this poem is a national poem after all."

"The tide of the spring river reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. Good poetry, good scenery, majestic atmosphere, just the first sentence of the opening chapter is enough to crush most poems."

"The waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The second sentence is also very powerful. It not only describes the scenery of a big river at night, but also complements the first sentence."

"Amazing, amazing..."

The fox maid did not stop, she had already read: "Who by the river sees the moon for the first time? When does the moon on the river shine on people for the first time? Life has been endless from generation to generation, and the moon on the river looks the same every year..."

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