When Yun Yan was named, she immediately put on a smile, gentleness and kindness. She was still thinking about how to get ahead, but Prince Jing Yi mentioned her.

"Your Majesty, you are so complimentary. All the sisters are talented. If Yan'er is brave, why not invite last year's leader, Ningyu County Master, to start the ceremony? Let's come and enjoy the flowers and compose poems, so that we can live up to the flower banquet that the eldest princess has worked so hard to organize.

"

Yunyan held her throat, and her voice came out softly.

The eldest princess looked at everyone, stood up and said, "The Flower Festival is suitable for you young people to gather elegantly. I am here and you are all restrained. I am exhausted. You can only live up to this flower banquet by having fun."

Aunt Subai helped the eldest princess to rest.

Everyone stood up and sent gifts to each other.

Yun Yan curled her lips. Since the eldest princess was not around, she wanted to see who could still support Yun Nian.

"Since it's a flower banquet, why not start it with flowers as the theme, and each person composes a poem. The one with the best poem will be the first. If the poem is not good or cannot be completed, how about three drinks of wine as a penalty?"

Prince Jing Yi suggested.

Yun Nian saw that this prince occupied the role of host.

The tongues of Princess Qinghe were swollen from the spicy food, and their heads were buzzing with pain. Naturally, they could not participate in the poetry recital.

Ningyu County Lord took the lead in writing a poem, expressing his feelings with flowers, which attracted everyone's applause.

After Yun Yan finished composing a poem, she looked at Yun Nian eagerly, "Fourth sister, it's your turn..."

While speaking, she paused slightly, and then looked at Jiang Jingyi with an embarrassed look, "Your Majesty, I don't know something. My fourth sister is not good at poetry. Why don't you let my fourth sister show you some of them?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but look at Yun Nian with disdain.

Miss Yun Si is a idiot. She can't do anything like music, chess, calligraphy or painting. Asking her to write poetry is like chasing a duck to the shelf.

Jiang Jingyi never laughed at Yun Nian. He smiled gracefully and said, "I wonder what Miss Yun is capable of?"

This was his cousin-in-law, the fourth lady of the Yun family. She looked pretty decent, not ugly, and that was her reputation... He suddenly remembered that he had tasted a strange fruit a few days ago, called durian.

The reputation of his cousin-in-law is probably the same as that of durian.

Before Yun Nian could speak, Yun Yan rushed to say, "My fourth sister knows some folk tunes. Why don't we let her hum it for you all to consider as having passed the level of poetry writing?"

Yun Nian rolled his eyes, what a big white lotus blooming!

"Aren't folk ditties just country ditties? I just don't know how they compare to the singing skills of the actors on stage in the troupe."

As soon as Princess Yongle opened her mouth, the people below laughed.

Ironically, Yun Nian is a country bumpkin.

Moreover, actors are the lowest class in this era. How could Yun Nian not hear the sarcasm in Princess Yongle's tone?

The way the other party looked at her was contemptuous and cold.

Yun Nian smiled. It turned out that she lived up to her reputation as a straw bag. Yun Yan's suggestion of writing poems was to make her look embarrassed.

But she Yun Nian is no longer what she used to be. She has experienced nine years of compulsory education and has learned verses that have amazed people for thousands of years, which comes in handy.

Dear poets and poets, please lend me your poems.

"Isn't it just writing poetry? It's simple."

A straw bag is a straw bag, but it is said that writing poetry is easy?

If it were just nonsense, it would be simple.

Everyone mocked Yun Nian in their hearts.

Yun Nian cleared his throat and recited a song called "Appreciating Peonies" by Liu Yuxi. After he finished reciting, the scene fell silent for a while.

Probably when those sarcastic words came to her lips, she would slap her hard in the face after Yun Nian finished her poem!

Who would have thought that Yun Nian actually composed a poem?

Yun Nian looked at everyone's reaction and curled his lips slightly. The last two sentences of this poem alone have been praised throughout the ages. Isn't it enough to kill all of you instantly?

"Only peonies are the true national beauty. When the flowers bloom, they move the capital. What a poem! I didn't expect Miss Yunsi... No, it's my cousin. I didn't expect my cousin to hide her clumsiness all the time. It's my cousin who has the vision!"

Prince Jing Yi applauded and praised.

Xiao Chengjun also raised his eyes and glanced at her, probably because he didn't expect that she could really compose poetry.

"Yun Er, you have always praised your fifth sister for her talent. I think your fourth sister is not bad at all." Looking at Yun Che's stunned expression, Jiang Jingyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Is it possible that you didn't know that your fourth sister can compose poetry?

Woolen cloth?"

Yun Che pursed his lips, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes. He really didn't know that the fourth sister was so talented. Did she really hide her clumsiness in the Yun family?

He considers himself a scholar, but he cannot compose the poem about Fourth Sister.

Then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he should be proud to have such a fourth sister!

"Cousin, does the capital city in your poem refer to our imperial city?" Jiang Jingyi asked without hesitation.

Yun Nian thought for a while and said, "The prince can understand it this way."

In this poem, some people in the capital think it refers to Chang'an, while others think it refers to Luoyang. They are both characters who have been dead for thousands of years, so we can't ask specifically.

However, it refers to the capital of the current dynasty and has not escaped.

"What do you mean by the first two sentences, "The peony demon in front of the court has no integrity, and the lotus flowers on the pond are pure and innocent?" Prince Jing Yi asked with a burning gaze.

He suddenly felt that Yun Nian's temperament had changed. He was no longer the idiot everyone ridiculed, but a lady with real integrity.

Yun Nian: Suddenly I feel like a class representative.

"The peony is enchanting and beautiful but lacks character; the lotus is elegant and clean but lacks charm."

But the peony in front of the court in the poem refers to officials and powerful people.

The people present seemed to have heard the sarcasm hidden in her poem, and their faces were somewhat ugly.

One second they were mocking Yun Nian for being a idiot, and the next second they were being ridiculed by Yun Nian with poetry!

Yun Yan couldn't believe it, Yun Nian, an idiot, could actually compose poetry?

She doesn't believe it!

"Fourth sister, when did you write this poem? Why have I never heard you recite it?"

She asked sincerely.

These words reminded everyone present, and someone immediately supported Yun Yan and said, "Did Miss Yun Si really write this poem by herself? Although we are just admiring flowers and having fun, your Majesty is paying attention to the poem, and your second brother is the most beautiful girl in high school.

, working in the academy, if you steal other people's poems, if word spreads, it will have a bad influence on you and your Yun family!"

Yun Che frowned, "I believe in my fourth sister, she will not steal other people's poems."

"Second brother..." Yun Yan looked thoughtful, "Yao Yao also has this question because of the reputation of second brother and our Yun family."

Yun Che's eyes were cold, Yun Yan, she used her hypocrisy to help outsiders speak and question the fourth sister.

This kind of thing happened many times before, and every time he believed in Yun Yan and helped her to tarnish Yun Nian's reputation.

Yun Che once again hated himself for being stupid.

It wasn't until now that Yun Yan's disguise was clearly seen.

"Why should outsiders worry about my reputation?" Yun Che said coldly.

Yun Yan's face froze when he was retorted, and then he showed an aggrieved expression.

Zhang Luyao snorted coldly and turned away, "I don't know what is good or bad!"

With a 'bang' sound, the golden bottle hit the table.

Xiao Chengjun raised his eyes and asked, "Do you have any opinions on the poems written by my princess?"

Everyone: "..."

"This poem is indeed not written by me."

Yun Nian said softly and calmly.

Xiao Chengjun: "..."

He glared at Yun Nian coldly. It's in vain that I help you speak.

"Look, she herself admitted that the poem was not written by her at all. She really stole someone else's poem. Yan'er's talent is obvious to all. If you say that she wrote the poem, I believe it!"

Zhang Luyao, who raised the question, sneered coldly.
Chapter completed!