The Valiant Farmgirl’s Blackhearted Husband Wants a Hug

  Chapter 366 Chapter 366 Poetry is unparalleled

  Jia finally showed a satisfied look, and was just about to continue talking.

  Princess Xiangyang quickly interrupted.

   "Mr. Song is a talented person, no wonder he got into the eyes of Cousin Rong."

  As soon as these words came out, Empress Jia frowned.

   Then he looked at his little girl with a puzzled expression.

  This girl, can't tell, is she, a mother, thinking of her? At this time, what did Shen Rong do?

   As for Song Rui, his face froze for a moment.

   But it was only a moment before his expression returned to normal.

   "The princess was joking. The eldest lady has saved Caomin's life, and introduced Caomin to the prime minister's mansion. Caomin is very grateful to her."

   "Missy is beautiful, the rumors in the market, the princess must not be taken seriously."

  As soon as these words came out, Empress Jia's eyes lit up instantly.

  Princess Xiangyang felt a little annoyed.

  What does this person mean?

   After seeing his mother, he intends to recruit him as his son-in-law, and even refuses to admit the marriage contract with cousin Rong?

  It's because she thought he was unparalleled before, and his morals are so low?

   "So, Mr. Shen doesn't have a sweetheart?" Queen Jia asked with a smile.

  As soon as these words came out, everyone at the scene was shocked.

  Even the emperor glanced sideways at his beloved wife.

   Is it really okay to ask so directly?

   Empress Jia didn't take it seriously, but continued to look at Song Rui with a smile.

  The more I look at it, the more satisfied I feel.

  Such a good son, he should match her family Xiangyang.

  Song Que's face froze for a moment, then he cupped his hands at Empress Jia.

   Then, under the contemptuous gaze of Princess Xiangyang, she rushed to Jia and said, "Caomin, you have a sweetheart."

  Princess Xiangyang's complexion froze for a moment.

   As for Empress Jia, her originally smiling face instantly sank.

  Just as she couldn't help but want to ask who it was, Princess Xiangyang interrupted again.

   "A woman who can be admired by a son must be extraordinary."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Xiang Yang was not embarrassed, but continued to say to Song Rui: "My son is unparalleled in poetry, today's imperial garden is magnificent, son, why not write a poem, let me and my father, queen and queen taste it together How about it?"

  As soon as these words came out, the emperor was the first to breathe a sigh of relief.

   After all, he was not at ease, and he was not prepared to settle the little girl's marriage so hastily.

   Then, he glanced sideways at Empress Jia who was beside him.

   At this time, the anger in Empress Jia's eyes had dissipated a lot.

  Because she wasn't sure what the little girl was thinking, she was not in a hurry to ask about Song Rui's situation now.

  So, she also nodded along the way, expressing that she wanted to see Song Rui's poetic talent.

   Empress Jia glanced around the imperial garden, and finally stopped her sight on a beautifully blooming peony not far away.

   "Let's take this peony as the topic." He said.

  Everyone looked at the peony, and then at Song Rui, with expectations in their eyes.

  Song Rui also looked at the peony flower, and his mind began to spin rapidly.

   Immediately after, he rushed to Jia and bowed to the emperor.

   Then he got up and walked slowly towards the peony.

  While walking, he recited: "The peony in front of the court is invincible, and the lotus on the pond is pure and unfeeling. Only the peony is really beautiful, and the capital is moving when the flowers bloom."

  As Song Rui read the poem, everyone's expressions kept changing.

  Especially when they heard the last two sentences, "Only the peony is really beautiful, and the flowers move the capital when it blooms", everyone's eyes lit up.

   "Okay! What a good saying, 'Only the peony is truly beautiful, and the city of Tokyo is in bloom!' Well said!" After hearing this, Empress Jia even stood up and applauded.

  Among all the flowers, her favorite is peony.

  Peony is graceful and luxurious, and it is the king of flowers.

  Since ancient times, there are not a few literati who have chanted peony, but only Song Rui, who said it best.

  Song Rui bowed his hands and saluted humbly after rushing to Jia, but did not answer.

   "Mr. Song is indeed unparalleled in poetry. I have Mr. Song in the Jin Dynasty, and the literary world is booming!" Empress Jia looked at Song Rui with admiration in his eyes.

   "Your Majesty is absurd. I am ashamed to be a grassroots." Song Rui then answered.

   "Hey, it's not a false praise. With your poetic talent, you deserve the title of poet fairy!"

  Song Rui was taken aback.

  Just as he was about to reply, Empress Jia changed the subject.

  Choose a new topic and asked Song Rui to continue writing poems.

  Song Rui cooperated in the whole process and responded freely.

  Every poem he made was original and high-quality, and after listening to Jia, he appreciated him more and more.

   Even the emperor looked at him more and more appreciatively.

  The emperor saw his little girl again, showing admiration to Song Rui again, and unconsciously began to think about Empress Jia's previous plan.

  Perhaps, the queen's idea is not hasty.

   Talents like this are indeed worthy of their family Xiangyang.

  Princess Xiangyang didn't know what his father and mother were thinking, so while listening to Song Rui's poems, she asked someone to get a pen and ink.

   personally recorded all the poems written by Song Rui.

  After going back, she had to show Master Song's poems to her master.

  Let Master also appreciate the literary talents of their great Jin poets.

  A tea feast accidentally lasted all afternoon.

  Princess Xiangyang recorded a total of twelve long and short poems.

  Without exception, the capital is enough to amaze the world.

  After the tea banquet was over, Princess Xiangyang couldn't wait to leave the palace and hurried back to Xiaoyaohou Mansion.

   Then excitedly, took the recorded poems and went to find Qin Xiaoyao.

  At this time, Qin Xiaoyao was enjoying the cool air in the yard, and was a little curious when he saw his good apprentice coming with something in his hand.

   Immediately, I heard about Song Rui's performance in the palace today from Princess Xiangyang, and I already had some guesses in my heart.

  She is a husband, and the article is really good. In terms of poetry, there are also some attainments.

  But compared with those famous poets in the history of her previous life, it is incomparable.

  However, although it is difficult for him to create a masterpiece, he has heard that she has recited a lot of poems with him.

  Back then, in order to show that she was a top student in front of her husband, she often recited poems to him.

   Even, let him write a question, and she will recite related poems.

   Thanks to the large amount of poems in her mind, her husband can record many good poems.

  If he really memorized all those poems, he probably won't be much worse than her. For most of the topics, he should be able to find corresponding poems to deal with.

   Sure enough, after opening the paper brought back by Princess Xiangyang, Qin Xiaoyao saw the familiar poems.

  Under the expectant eyes of Princess Xiangyang, she flipped through the paper with the poems written on it.

  Qin Xiaoyao didn't show surprise or surprise.

   "They are really good poems and words, master?" Princess Xiangyang was obviously disappointed when she saw Qin Xiaoyao's reaction. But he still asked Qin Xiaoyao.

   "Well. They are indeed excellent works." Seeing this, Qin Xiaoyao could only deal with it.

  Of course they are all excellent works, but the real author of these excellent works is not her husband.

   Moreover, these poems are not written by one person...

  Princess Xiangyang's reaction to seeing Qin Xiaoyao was still very flat, and she felt a little disappointed.

   Then she thought, her master is a military commander, maybe he just doesn't understand poetry, or is not interested in poetry.

  (end of this chapter)