If you continue to do this, you will definitely lose. Isn’t it that the closed student of Shihun Hou Dongyu? That’s it?

He was actually suppressed by the third prince consort!

Faced with Wei Changyuan's scolding, Kong Huang became nervous, and he did not have the confidence he had just now. The third prince consort in front of him had a chuckling on his lips, as if he had done something insignificant, which was even more difficult to guess.

The crowd around him whispered, but it was obviously not as contempt as before, and seemed to be waiting for the next round.

In the quiet residence, Song Baiyue sat in the garden and tasted tea. The four servants stood in four directions and served at any time. Although they were tasting tea, Song Baiyue seemed to be waiting for something.

At this time, General Manager Li hurriedly came: "Your Highness, the news just came from that the princess is shining brightly in Tingyu Pavilion."

"Let's shine?" Song Baiyue seemed very surprised. Chen Qianwan had indeed played poetry and essays before, but compared with Hou Dongyu's students, there must be a gap. In general, it is really curious to be able to shine brightly.

Manager Li was not as anxious as before, and even smiled: "Yes, Princess, Kong Huang proposed to make a poem seven steps, and the prince consort wrote the poem before seven steps."

"What poem did Kong Huang write?" Song Baiyue asked curiously.

Mr. Li read it word by word. After hearing this, Song Baiyue said lightly: "It's ordinary, what about the prince consort?"

Mr. Li read Chen Qianwan's poem and thought that the poem "The Prince Consort" was good, mainly because it was so rare that it could be written in a few steps!

"The monkeys on both sides can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed thousands of mountains." Song Baiyue murmured, as if she was also savoring the meaning of the poem.

Holding up the teacup, Song Baiyue took a sip: "I didn't expect that the prince consort can have such a foundation."

Manager Li nodded silently.

“What’s the situation now?”

“It’s still comparing.”

"Transfer news at any time and come and get the pen and ink." Song Baiyue seemed to want to copy this poem and slowly savor it.

"Yes, Your Highness the Princess!"

Chen Qianwan from Tingyu Pavilion probably didn't expect that he could recite a poem that would make his wife admire him.

However, seeing the sweat on Kong Huang's forehead, Chen Qianwan knew that he was in chaos. It was mainly because Wei Changyuan's threatening reminder just now that disrupted Kong Huang's mentality.

At this time, Kong Huang had no idea how many steps he had taken. The top of the folding fan kept touching his forehead and frowned.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and Chen Qianwan shouted with a fan finger.

Half-note poem on the pipa

Before Youmeng's youth

What's the regret of this life

But I hate the tune to urge love

As soon as this poem was released, the lobby was noisy again. Kong Huang's poem was obviously much better than the previous one, which was enough to prove how strong his skills were. Although he had just taken more than ten steps, it was amazing to be able to write it in such a short time.

"Okay!" Wei Changyuan shouted lightly and took the lead in applauding.

Mr. Wei took the lead, and the others also applauded.

Kong Huang finally breathed a sigh of relief and felt that he almost lost. He threw away all the teacher's face. He probably was expelled by the teacher and treated as a laughing stock.

Chen Qianwan smiled and said, "A good poem."

But this kind of praise is serious when Kong Huang falls, which is a disguised mockery: "Three Prince Consort, it's your turn!"

"Then I'm not polite." After saying that, Chen Qianwan took another six steps.

The bright moon grows on the sea, and the ends of the world share this time.

The lover is resentful at night, and lovesickness arises in the evening.

The candle is filled with pity and the light is filled with dew, and the clothes are covered with dew.

I can't bear the gift from you, and I'll dream of a happy day after sleeping.

As soon as this poem was released, the audience was stunned, and everyone stared at the third prince-consort blankly. He was calm and comfortable like the priest of the poet. How could he make such a great poem? Is this still a prince-consort? Being a prince-consort is simply aggrieved!

There are many literati who immediately ran to copy them. These poems will definitely be passed down for generations, but no one would have thought that they would be written by the third prince consort!

If the previous song was an accident, then this song proves that the third prince consort has such strength.

Tan Yushu breathed a deep sigh and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect that he was learning this if he didn't go out for a month. The third princess is really scary."

Wei Changyuan's face also collapsed very tightly. He originally wanted to dig a trap for him to step on it! Unexpectedly, he fell into someone else's trap!

The third princess is so scheming. For the sake of the treasury rights, it is so terrifying that she changed a prince consort to what she is now.

Mu Danxin really wanted to lift Chen Wanqian high, it was so good that he gave the prince consort a face.

"I lost!" Kong Huang's face was pale, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground. It took only a cup of tea from confidence to decadence.

Chen Qianwan didn't expect Kong Huang to admit defeat by himself, which was a bit surprising.

"I wonder how the third prince consort reached such a state in just one month?" Kong Huang stared at Chen Qianwan and asked, even if he died, he would die clearly.

Chen Wanqian smiled with his hands behind his back and said, "Living with His Highness the Princess, you must be influenced by it and you will gradually improve."

Kong Huang looked at Chen Qianwan in disbelief, took a few steps back suddenly, fell to the ground, and a trace of blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was heartbroken!

The third princess is so noble and pure. After Chen Qianwan said this, she felt that the holy land in her heart was defiled. The point is that others have achieved such a great improvement after just being influenced by others. She is not as good as a prince consort by following the teacher!

The huge gap makes it difficult for Kong Huang to accept reality.

Chen Qianwan never expected that he had just recited two poems and actually made people angry and vomited blood.

"How could the Third Princess teach you these things? It's impossible!" Kong Huang seemed a little panicked, and his face became ferocious.

Chen Qianwan sighed softly: "The Third Princess and I are very loving, but I am low-key. I won't say that since everyone is here today, I will take this opportunity to write a poem for His Highness the Princess to express my feelings."

After saying that, Chen Qianwan was thinking in his heart, thanking the third princess for the pocket money he gave him, and hoped that he would have more in the future.

"There is no one else's eyes, and you are everywhere."

"I see that all living beings are grass, but I only see that you are green mountains."

"I hope there are years to look back and share my longing with deep affection."

Chen Qianwan's tone and atmosphere were well controlled, and a strong sense of love immediately covered up the cruelty of the previous fight. The change of the atmosphere and the tone set off, the third prince-consort in everyone's eyes became unfathomable, and Kong Huang, who was sitting on the ground, was like a chicken falling from the ground.

This love poem is so beautiful. Many women secretly covered their faces after hearing it. Unexpectedly, the third prince consort is still a person who values ​​love and friendship. He used to blame him wrongly.

Such a literati and scholar who loves His Royal Highness so deeply can spend a spring night with a man? It must be a false rumor and cannot be trustworthy.
Chapter completed!