Xia Xinxin and the second prince whom the queen were cousins. The second prince often visited Xia's mansion and was quite close to Xia Xinxin. His literary achievements were the best among the princes. It was common for him and Xia Xinxin to co-host the poetry meeting. In order to make friends and win over more upstarts in the court, he was also happy to participate in similar activities.

However, today is different from the past. The emperor once said that he would set up the candidates for the princes before the New Year. Now there is only more than a month left before the end of the year. Most of the talented women here come from famous families. It can be said that even if they are not popular candidates for the princess, they are also one of the reserve candidates. No matter whether they are eagerly looking forward to this position, when they hear that the second prince actually participated in today's poetry meeting, everyone felt a little strange.

Even the Deng sisters who stared at Bai Fuling like a cockfighting came back to their senses and showed a shy and dissatisfied look on their faces.

The only person who was completely out of the matter was Bai Fuling. When Xiao Ni, who was beside her, heard the three words "Second Prince", a trace of coldness flashed in her eyes.

Adhering to the glorious tradition of talented men and women in the capital, Xia Xinxin’s title is plum blossoms, and Bai Fuling almost wanted to roll her eyes in public regardless of her image.

She lowered her head and said to Xiao Ni, "You want a song that is more normal, don't talk about any more ice-skinned and jade-bone."

Little Ni pulled her sleeve and said softly, "I've thought about it, aren't you angry with me?"

Bai Fuling narrowed her eyes and said, "You have thought about it. I will beat you a few less when I go back. If I don't think about it, I will just return you to the beggar in Jiqian Hall!"

Xiao Ni flattened her mouth and looked aggrieved. Yang Mei couldn't see it. She didn't know what Xiao Ni did in the car just now, but just saw that he was pitiful, so she lowered her head and said to Bai Fuling, "Why don't I think of a song for him."

Bai Fuling glanced at her and threatened directly: "You want you to be troubled? You don't even want the monthly money for the next month, right?"

This cunning little boy is the best at pretending to be pitiful to arouse the motherhood of her mother, bayberry, ginkgo and other women. Fortunately, they just took this trick, but they always regarded her as a villain.

When Yangmei heard this, she immediately became wilted, and she also laid paper and grinded ink with a grievance.

She and Ginkgo have already redeemed their lives at high prices. They earned a lot of money from working in the Bai family, especially the dividends from the shops every quarter, which was a considerable income. Previously, because of the incident of Xiao Ni climbing into bed, Bai Fuling each had a month's salary and the dividends in the first quarter had already made them very painful, and they could no longer withstand such a blow.

Bai Fuling was quite satisfied with her attitude. She didn't really expect Xiao Ni to write a poem for her. She thought for a while and said, "This plum blossom poem, well... I'll just give you some of your favorite 'Plums are three-quarters white than snow, but the snow is a bit less fragrant than plums'."

Yang Mei glared at her and said, "How can the Immortal's poem " be said to be a little casual? The lady doesn't know how much blessing she can get the Immortal to dream..."

Bai Fuling turned her face and ignored her whine. She accidentally read the favorite "When will the bright moon come?" of time traveling women, and was immediately shocked by the literary young female Yangmei. She knew that if it was made by herself, Yangmei would definitely not believe it, so she had to say it was made by the immortal in her dream.

Since then, Yangmei asked her every day if there were any immortals who had fallen into her dreams. Bai Fuling was so annoyed by her, so she recited all the classic poems and sentences she remembered. Yangmei felt like she had a treasure, copied them carefully and recited them every day.

Many years have passed, Bai Fuling himself can't remember the poems clearly, but Yangmei is memorizing them like a stream. Sometimes, Bai Fuling can't help but sigh when she hears a few classic poems appearing from her mouth from time to time.

Damn! She looks like a time traveler than her!

The other ladies in Shuixiliary have usually written many poems with the title of plum blossoms. At this moment, they are carefully considering that they can make a big splash when striving for excellence. When the Deng sisters saw Bai Fuling, they were also calm and talked to the servants and children around them very calmly. They thought she was prepared, so they couldn't help but feel sorry for Xia Xinxin's simple question.

Yangmei quickly wrote the poem designated by Bai Fuling on paper and handed it to the maid of the Xia family who was waiting aside.

Xia Xinxin thought that the poem was written by Bai Fuling after thinking about it and asked the maid to write it, but she didn't care. She took it over and looked at it, and couldn't help but change color suddenly.

Mei Xue is competing for spring but is willing to surrender, and the money is paid for the Sao Renge.

The plum beard is three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is less fragrant than the plum.

As soon as this poem was released, her proud work was immediately compared. What kind of face does she have to be the number one talented woman in the capital?!

Her face changed several times, and suddenly she found that there was no signature on the paper. She felt a move in her heart and whispered a few instructions to the trusted maid beside her. The maid lowered her head and responded, secretly stuffed the piece of paper with poems written by Yangmei into her sleeves, and quietly retreated out.

After about a meal, the ladies in the water pavilion had already finished their poems, but Xia Xinxin didn't even read them. She also gave them to the servant to copy and send them to the other side of Yanbo Xiaozhu.

The handwriting of the woman in the boudoir should not flow to the hands of a strange man at will, otherwise the reputation of the boudoir will be damaged. Therefore, Xia Xinxin was not surprised before that why Bai Fuling's poems were written by the servants around her.

However, the defense of men and women in Qi State is no longer as strict as that of the previous dynasty. Only Xia, who is the one who is born in the family, is also careful in these subsections to reflect their so-called style of the great people.

The servant here has not long since left, and the servant sent by Yanbo Xiaozhu to deliver poems and titles has arrived. Yanbo Xiaozhu's title is also extremely creative - writing poems with the title of Xue.

The servant showed and recited the poems of sixteen young talents of Yanbo Xiaozhu one by one, including the poems of the second prince. Bai Fuling accidentally heard a familiar name - Huang Asarum.

Bai Fuling has limited appreciation of poetry, but Yang Mei whispered to the side, very professional: "This new top scholar is indeed very talented. A poem about snow is profound and brilliant. The second prince's poem is quite grand and magnificent, but unfortunately it is still a bit solid."

"Who is the better of the two of them?" Bai Fuling asked casually.

Yang Mei was watching other poems, not paying attention to her words, let alone distracted answers. Little Ni suddenly sneered in a low voice: "One is too graceful, the other is bluffing."

Bai Fuling glanced at him and said, "You are so powerful, can you take a look?"

"You want to marry my uncle, don't get involved with any prince and top scholar." Xiao Ni turned his head and looked at Bai Fuling. His eyes were full of warning, which made Bai Fuling shudder.

Is this what Bai Pingzi called "evil spirit"? Where did these young and old boys have such a big temper?

Bai Fuling was shocked and confused, when Xia Xinxin's cold voice came: "You have seen the masterpieces of all the talents, please write a poem on the title of snow."

Little Ni quickly returned to his shy and shy appearance. Bai Fuling had not yet withdrawn the surprised expression on his face.

Yang Mei turned her head and said strangely: "Miss, what's wrong with you? This poem about snow..."

Bai Fuling blinked and said blankly: "Snow... 'Thousands of pear trees bloomed'." Xiao Ni's behavior became more and more strange. It seemed that he should not be treated as a child, but he should be careful and careful.

Yangmei nodded, spread the paper and picked up the pen and was about to write the poem out. Suddenly, a burst of laughter rang out outside the hall, and then a man's voice said: "My cousin is worthy of being the number one talented woman in the capital. A poem about plum blossoms, flowers and snow are all the best. We are willing to give in to the disadvantage."

As he spoke, a young man in a crimson dragon brocade robe led a dozen young men into the water pavilion. This young man was the second prince of the dynasty.

He is about twenty-seven or eight years old, and his eyebrows are somewhat similar to Yang Heng, but he is far less handsome than Yang Heng. His elegance and elegance reveals a unique arrogant and majestic demeanor unique to the royal family.

Xia Xinxin is just pretty. It seems that the Xia clan does not have a lot of handsome men and beauties.

The women present saw the second prince suddenly coming, and there were more than a dozen strange men following behind him. They were all shocked. Some were shy and some were at a loss, and they all retreated to the side. There were many people in the hall, so when everyone retreated, they blocked the white Fuling sitting in the corner.

Little Ni hid behind Bai Fuling with his little face down, as if he was scared by these suddenly appearing people. No one noticed that his eyes were slightly exposed, and his murderous intent flashed and disappeared.

Xia Xinxin's face changed slightly, and she stood up and complained as if fake and real, "My cousin is so abrupt, and she is not afraid of shocking my distinguished guests." She did not call the second prince his highness, but called her "cousin", which showed that she had a close relationship with the second prince.

The second prince laughed and said, "We are so open and upright, why should we stick to secular ethics?"

As he said that, he pointed to his side and said, "This is our new top scholar. Today, the top scholar was defeated by our top talented woman in the capital. She was convinced and came to ask for advice. Naturally, I want to be a human beauty."

A young man in blue Confucian uniform behind him looked slightly red. He walked up to look at his nose and bowed to Xia Xinxin with a gaze, saying, "Miss Xia is so talented, but the young student is ashamed of himself."

Bai Fuling was secretly surprised after hearing Huang Asarum's words. It was not surprising that Xia Xinxin was better than the top scholar, but the poems she wrote could surpass her famous quotes throughout the ages? How could it be?! If this is true, then Xia Xinxin would be really amazing.

Miss Deng Wu was determined to please Xia Xinxin, and even wanted to show her face in front of the second prince, and deliberately made her debut: "We have not heard of Sister Xia's poems yet."

The second prince smiled and said, "If you want the top scholar to recite it in public." He wanted to win over Huang Asarum and match Huang Asarum and Xia Xinxin, everyone present could feel it.

Xia Xinxin hid aside with a coquettish look on her face, and Huang Ashin cleared her throat shyly and said loudly: "The plum snow has not yet surrendered, and the poet's pen is fine. The plum is three points whiter than the snow, but the snow is a bit fragrant."

White Fuling and bayberry were speechless. This is their poem, how could it be Xia Xinxin? White Fuling was even more depressed. A generation of time traveling women failed to plagiarize, but an ancient man actually rebeled. What kind of world is it!

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I'm going to go far this morning and I won't go home tomorrow afternoon, but I've prepared the update chapter. I'm so honest, are there any rewards...

"The Pretty Lady with a Soldier" Author: Du Lan, Book Number: 19047

A sharp mouth can not only quarrel, but also a singular pen does not only write gossip. A woman with no bad clothes can wear a broken family, without any backing or craftsmanship. But she can make a career and marriage with a little clever heart, and become a big girl with both personal wealth. (To be continued)
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