Yandere Empress: Man, You Are Me!

Chapter 81

Things in Shangwen Pavilion.

Completely passed out of the recorder's hand.

The entire imperial capital was in an uproar because of this.

"More than thirteen hundred poems!"

"It's too strong!"

"That son of the world still wants to slander other people's fathers, it's really shameful! Fortunately, the people are incomparable, otherwise they would really fall for His Royal Highness.

"I said Jin Lian, I am your father-in-law, and in front of your father-in-law, I will be unhappy to say this."

"Da Lang, I think you should drink the medicine."

"Oh... Lord Lu, my family's golden lotus will be given to you, you have to treat her well..."

"Lord Lu, people like you so much!"

"I really want to meet that Lord Lu!"

"..."...

"The

imperial capital set off an uproar, causing countless girls and young women to bend their waists for him.

And in the Liufu.

After Han Xiyun learned that her good son-in-law Lu Changsheng had such poetry, a pair of moving beautiful eyes immediately appeared one after another moving ripples.

The corners of the beautiful mouth are proudly hooked.

I thought, my Han Xiyun's son-in-law is really capable, Ah Qi, my mother-in-law supports you!

And in Princess Qin, Princess Liu Shuangning, as well as the previous noble concubine Yunyun and Tang Chengxiang's wife Lin Hanyu.

They all sat on their seats and carefully read Lu Changsheng's poems.

One by one, their hearts wavered, and their hearts swayed.

"Hmph, my family Lu Lang is really good, really worthy of being a man of this princess, tough enough!"

The smile at the corner of Liu Shuangning's mouth became more and more brilliant.

It can be seen that she is very proud at this time.

However, when she saw another poem on the paper.

That charming and pretty face instantly became cold.

Because the official who recorded the situation of the competition recorded it as follows:

'Lu Yiqiubo, secretly sent Yanran. Curtain call with courtship poems.

Lu tender and affectionate, Yan Ran secretly showed his heart.

Lu chanted: "When do you have beautiful eyebrows, ask your roommate about the wine, I don't know if the girl on the other side has that boyfriend?" "

His tone is sincere, tender, and he is intoxicated by it, and one of the chaotic girls is Dong Chunshui."

Click!

After seeing the poetic record on this page.

Liu Shuangning was immediately angry.

Her pretty face full of joy also instantly became cold.

"Xiao Lulu, you're not well-behaved again."

"Mean woman, swinging hoof, man who dares to seduce Princess Ben, looking for death!"

"Princess Ben's forty-meter big knife has long been hungry and thirsty, it seems that you really want to learn it as soon as possible..."

Liu Shuang thought coldly.

His expression was extremely calm.

But under that calm look, there was an undercurrent.

She looked calm and slowly took a sip of tea.

The corners of his mouth were coldly hooked, glowing with a strange brilliance.

And at this time, in some poetry pavilions, coffins.

Some people looked at the poems circulating from Shangwen Pavilion, and one by one they were stunned and stunned.

"If life is only like the first sight, what is the autumn wind and sad fan, and so on idle changes but the hearts of the people, but the way that the hearts of the people are changeable

..." "When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the green sky, I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace, what year is tonight..."

"..."

..."A

poem that has moved through the ages jumped in his eyes, and even some literary greats were shocked.

There is a great Confucian, even after reading that 'I was born with materials that will be useful, and the gold will come back when it is gone'.

Unexpectedly, he shouted excitedly: "Shizu, this son definitely has the resources of Shizu!" "

So.

The title of Shizu Lu Changsheng spread in the imperial capital and spread rapidly towards the surrounding cities.

Lu Changsheng was in the limelight for a while.

And this poetry competition finally ended before the morning.

A short intermission, after lunch.

Soon it was time for the second big match.

Qinqi calligraphy and painting Confucian Buddha, random competition.

By Luo Yicheng drew lots, the second competition in the lottery, for the book.

Books, it's simple.

It is divided into two parts, one is to write articles and the other is to write calligraphy.

And this time.

King Zhou sent heavyweights.

Bookworm Han Ruoyun.

In the team of the King of Zhou, in addition to Shihuang Huangfu Ran, there were seven other figures, enough to move the Great Qian Dynasty.

They are:

Qin Sheng, Dai Muhei!

Ghost chess, chess ghost emperor!

Nerd, Han Ruoyun!

Painting saint, Shen Dongmei!

The previous Buddha Sect Buddha, Master Yunxian!

Taoist hermit, Qingcheng Taoist!

As well as the Confucian Great Confucian, Fang Xiaoxiao!

Among them, three are exquisite royal sisters, namely the ghost chess ghost emperor, the bookworm Han Ruoyun, and the painting saint Shen Dongmei.

These three people are all beautiful and colorful, charming and moving, full in stature, with a convex front and back, giving people a strong sense of visual impact.

And at this time.

From the team of King Zhou's envoys, the stunning royal sister who stood out was Han Ruoyun, who was known as a bookworm.

This woman, she looks like she is twenty-seven or eight years old, but she is a pavilion.

The slender waist is grasped, and the jade legs are round and slender, attracting people's eyes and making people salivate.

On the side of the imperial court, Sima Xiangru, who was extremely good at making trouble, was sent.

His articles are atmospheric, his rhetoric is rich and gorgeous, and he is good at quoting scriptures and classics, and once a "Shanglin Fu" was born, which led to Luoyang paper.

"The second game is divided into two parts, the first part, the composition, and the second part, calligraphy."

"There is no limit to the subject matter!"

"The following official announces, the first game of the second game, the competition begins!"

Present.

Sima Xiangru took the lead.

“...... In the former Kai Tang Zhong, Mi Wang Guang Oak. Gu Lin is too liquid, and the cangchi is in the water. Gradually standing in the center; He is open. Qingyuan Yangyang, sacred mountains and mountains. Lie Yingzhou and the abbot, sandwiched between Penglai and Luo..." A

fu made, everyone is secretly amazed, this fu gallops the imagination, understands the lyricism, the rhetoric is gorgeous, the content is rich, it is definitely enough to be passed down through the ages and famous for future generations.

And hearing this fu, the bookworm Han Ruoyun is also dignified, pink and tender cheeks, like made of jade, flowing with brilliance, beautiful and moving.

After she pondered for a while, she took a few steps in front of everyone, and then she spoke in a crisp voice: "... Xuan ape vegetarian female

, lizard flying flyer, leech cockroach, orch, perched in between, long whistling and wailing, flying flags passing each other, dying branches, stumbling..." Hearing this, on the side of the imperial court, everyone had solemn faces, but on the side of the envoys of the King of Zhou, their faces were happy.

Obviously, everyone could hear that this Fu was far above Sima Xiangru's.

Therefore, Luo Yicheng's heart sank slightly, his gaze fell on Sima Xiangru, and said: "Sima Aiqing, but is there anything to do?"

Sima Xiangru smiled bitterly when he heard this.

This article was prepared for him for several days before making it, and if he really wanted to make it on the spot, he would definitely not be able to do it.

Therefore, he can only lower his head.

"Since Lord Sima can't surpass Han Ruoyun's gift, then the results of the first match of this second game can be announced."

Xia Yuwei said in a faint voice.

When the magistrate heard this, he sighed in his heart and stepped forward to announce the result.

"This contest..."

"Slow!"

Just as the magistrate was about to announce the results.

A very hearty voice echoed from Shangwen Pavilion.

Then, everyone saw a stunning man dressed in white, walking from the ranks of ministers.

He shook the folding fan in his hand, and in the curious eyes of everyone, he said lightly:

"Lord Ben has also made a fu here, how about letting you appreciate it?"

PS: Qinqi calligraphy and painting Confucian Buddha, definitely not all of them, only take three parts of it to describe.