Author: Nanyue Sanqian

"The Poems of the People, the Emperor is indeed concerned about the people."

Ye Wu smiled extremely subtlely, and she said lightly. At the same time, Ye Qiong had finished writing and finished writing. She was very satisfied with what she wrote.

But he said, "I am not talented and knowledgeable, so I laughed at you."

Someone who is interested has come over to take a look, but exclaims, "Good words."

The prince and Xiao Huanye couldn't help but come over and glanced a few times, and his eyes really changed. Ye Jue said directly: "I didn't expect that the emperor girl was so talented that she didn't see it until she was gone."

Xiao Huanye also nodded, "It's true that the princess's writing is soft, but she says that compassion is rare."

Xiao Huanye's praise was like a heart-boosting injection, which penetrated Ye Qiong's heart, making her face slightly red.

Just as he was about to say something, Zhuge Daru asked behind him: "Although this common people's writing skills are soft, they are soft and hard... The princess is young..."

"What's wrong with great scholars? Please give me advice."

Ye Qiong's humble attitude seemed even more admirable.

However, what she waited for was not Zhuge Daru's praise, but a scrutiny look and asked: "The lyrics are written very well, there is nothing wrong with it. I just want to ask, is this lyrics really written by the princess?"

"nature."

Ye Qiong was stunned. The word was written by her, but it was meticulously edited by her staff, so it could be considered as written by her.

"It must be because the emperor's sister is young, and the great scholars don't believe that the emperor's sister can write such good lyrics. However, the great scholars don't know that my emperor sister has been well-read since childhood."

Ye Wu said as if she was relieved.

Shen Yao showed a puzzled look, but Ye Wu showed a mysterious smile.

"I have heard of Princess Zhaoren's talent and reputation. In fact, I am very willing to believe that the princess of my Holy Dynasty has such talent, but..."

Zhuge Daru clearly showed a serious expression.

"Great Confucianism."

Ye Jue and Xiao Huanye also showed confusing expressions.

At this moment, the originally lively and talkative poetry museum became strange and quiet because of Zhuge Daru's serious expression.

Not far away, Baili Nian pretended to be Wuque's Young Master. Looking at everything in front of him, he had an inexplicable guess in his heart.

If the guess is true, then Ye Wuke is really thinking about learning today.

But she could not have done so contempt in her previous life. If she had this thought at that time, she would not have ended up like that.

Now she has changed. Everything seems to have changed since the day she saved him. Before, he was only obsessed with his memories without thinking about it.

At this moment, looking at the poetry and literature museum that was gradually getting serious, his heart also started to beat quickly.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you?"

Uncle Li immediately discovered that the young master's heart was beating so fast, maybe there was some congenital emergency.

"I'm fine."

Baili Nian's words seemed to be coming out of the gap between the teeth.

When looking at the poetry and literature museum, Zhuge Daru's eyes were no longer serious, but sharp. He asked: "I am asking Princess Zhaoren, did you really write this fu of the people?"

Ye Qiong was stunned when asked.

Who is not confused about the people around you? How could a person like a fairy like Princess Zhaoren do such a thing as plagiarism?

If others question her, they would be afraid that they would be scolded to death with just one mouth, but Zhuge Daru is not an ordinary person. His words represent some kind of authority.

"Are you questioning my princess? But my princess cannot copy it, right? But if you plagiarize it, you will say it generously. Mr. Zhuge is very clear about the righteousness and will not make things difficult for you."

Ye Wu continued to fan the flames.
Chapter completed!