Choosing poetry is also a science.

If you can't make a big splash, it's hard to blow up the scene and make others think that she is a hidden poet, so it will be difficult for her to get off the stage.

But she recited it since she was a child, which song is not a masterpiece of eternity?

Cheng Xin stood up and put his hands on his back. He walked around the tables of the ladies like an old man. After receiving countless rolls of eyes, he finally understood the level of poetry writing these ladies.

I am really a talented woman in ancient times, and she wrote very well.

She knew what they did well.

Cheng Xin immediately picked up his pen and wrote: [The spring scenery in the garden cannot be closed, a red apricot tree comes out of the wall].

‘You, you, are you the second couplet?’ Xiao Shu said.

'This is Ye Shaoweng's "Going a Garden is Not Worthy" by the Song Dynasty. Do you want to ask the first couplet, right?' Cheng Xin spread his hands: "I don't remember."

But it's okay. Anyway, who knows whether I am the first or the second line?

When she handed the rice paper roll on a long rope, the women in the inner room had almost done it.

The discussion outside was louder and louder. Some people felt that women were too shallow in writing poetry and could handle it with it casually. Some people had seen the talent of women no less than men, and couldn't help but admire and sigh.

This time, like other ladies, Cheng Xin was curious about who was the one who got his poem and looked forward to what second couplet he could make.

Time passed little by little, and the poem he had written was read out in public by the young master outside.

Some good works will also ask who did it in the inner room, which will make the woman famous. If it is not good, it will just smile and will not lose face.

"The spring breeze first spreads the plum blossoms in the garden, and the cherry apricots and pears bloom in sequence.

The shepherd's flowers and elm pods are deep in the village, and the spring breeze is coming for me."

After Chu Yu read the poem in his hand, everyone praised it.

Chu Yu looked in the direction of the screen and said, "Dare you ask which lady did the first couplet?"

The inner room was quiet for a moment before Wen Huiyi's gentle voice came out: "Your Highness, Yi'er is not talented, so she's ugly."

When Chu Yu heard this, he was immediately surprised.

"I didn't expect that the emperor's brother and his sister-in-law were so destined that they even pulled the same rope to write poems. It was really a thread of marriage that a thousand miles away." The fourth prince clapped his palms happily.

"It's really a match made by heaven." Everyone was amazed.

The little book said: "No one understands the plot better than me. If no one interferes with it, I will not believe it if I beat you to death."

‘Don’t you understand if you see through it or not, don’t you?’

Cheng Xin naturally didn't believe it. There were only thirty long ropes, and they could make up a pair. If it weren't cheating, it would be really a thread of marriage that could not be tied up in a thousand miles?

The Moonie's red rope is not necessarily so reliable.

At this time, the second prince's very nice voice came from outside: "The garden cannot be locked in the spring scenery, and a red apricot tree comes out of the wall."

Did the second prince draw her?

Cheng Xin suddenly became interested.

But he didn't expect that the second prince continued, "Fusang, these two lines of poetry are excellent, why haven't you started yet?"

Cheng Xin's smiling face froze in the air.

What?

‘Hahaha, it was the young master who drew your poem. This is not cheating, right?’ Xiaoshu smiled happily.

Cheng Xin took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to shoot Xiaoshu Fei: "This is a deep bloodline. You can't envy you."

She stared outside through the gap in the screen and pulled the long rope in her hand. Sure enough, the long rope tied to the chair by the young master moved.

No wonder she couldn't pull it no matter how hard she pulled it. It turned out that this guy tied it to the back of the chair!

The young master outside looked at the two lines of poetry on rice paper, not knowing what he was thinking.

The second prince thought Qin Shu was thinking about how to make this couplet, so he stopped disturbing him.

Just as Cheng Xin was expecting the movement outside, the woman beside her suddenly screamed.

"ah!"

The scream was too loud, and Cheng Xin was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

The woman stepped back and pointed to the orchid pot behind her and shouted: "Snake! Snake! There is a snake inside!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the women around them screamed in shock.

Wen Yunxian turned around, raised the teacup on the table and threw it over. There was a slight sound in the orchids, and a green little snake swam out.

"ah!"

Most women are afraid of snakes and insects, especially these pampered daughters, screams in the inner room.

The prince and others outside heard the movement and asked repeatedly what was happening inside.

Wen Huiyi was protected by Yu Lu and replied calmly: "Your Highness, there is a snake inside."

"Miss!" Wenqi and Mei Ran protected Cheng Xin behind him.

Cheng Xin quickly stood on the chair and looked down at the snake.

This is bamboo leaf green, and it is a bit slow to move. It must have just hibernated. It is about half a meter long, but it is still very thin. Its triangular head is swaying and wandering around the corner aimlessly.

Cheng Xin said: "This bamboo leaf green is poisonous, so stay away from it."

She also respects snakes without any sensibility, but if she stands high and is far away, she is not so afraid.

Seeing that the snake did not attack them, the ladies of the aristocratic family also quieted down and surrounded them with curiosity.

"Wow, this is Zhu Yeqing. This is the first time I have seen it." The person who spoke was the daughter of the Ministry of Revenue before.

A bold maid came up: "Don't worry, ladies, Zhu Yeqing is gentle. I used to catch snakes at home, so I will take this snake away."

"Okay, throw it out quickly. I'll be rewarded after looking back."

Hearing this, the maid even bravely stepped forward, stretched out her hand, grabbed the snake's head quickly and accurately, and squeezed it with her other hand and pulled it with seven inches.

The snake stopped moving.

"Good done." Wen Huiyi breathed a sigh of relief.

The maid tangled the bamboo leaf green with her hands and feet and tied a knot. When she was about to leave, she suddenly turned around when she heard a sound behind her.

A black allusion came out.

The maid widened her eyes and saw a bloody mouth that was close to her.

It was a long time to say that, and then Mei Ran picked up the broken tiles on the ground and threw them over, hitting the snake's head.

With a "bang", the black snake was smashed to the wall behind it, and its brain ruptured and blood splashed everywhere.

The maid was bounced up all over, and the bamboo leaves in her hand were thrown out, flew over the sky and fell down again.

It fell on the maid next to Wen Huiyi.

"Ah!" The interior was in chaos again.

At this time, the prince outside rushed in and several servants.

Everyone couldn't react, so the attendant grabbed the snake from the maid.

When the prince saw it, he raised his sword and fell, and a green bamboo leaf suddenly turned apart.

Chu Yu held Wen Huiyi, who was so scared that she was nobody's face: "It's okay, Yi'er, I'm here."

"Thank you for your help." Wen Huiyi calmed down and looked at the prince in front of her with gratitude.

After comforting Wen Huiyi, Chu Yu said to the woman who was so scared that she cried and the ladies: "Okay, ladies, don't worry, the snake is dead, there is no danger now."

"Thank you, Your Highness, Prince." The ladies of aristocratic families quickly adjusted their posture and stepped forward to salute.
Chapter completed!