Lu Qingshu's words naturally attracted the attention of those noble and royal children, and they all looked over.
"The young Marquis has just lost fifteen thousand taels of silver. I'm afraid he is very unconvinced and is planning to use the princess as an excuse to embarrass the guard."
"Yes, how can a guard compose poetry? I have never seen a martial arts warrior who can compose poetry."
"This guard knows how to play chess and paint, which is probably extremely rare. The princess brought him to see him for a long time, probably because he has some skills. However, writing poetry requires years of hard study. Without profound knowledge, it is difficult to write poetry.
It won’t come out.”
Those noble children and royal family members were talking a lot, with a feeling of watching the fun.
Naturally, they would not help a guard like Meng Xing. He was just an ordinary guard and was not enough to gain their attention.
Meng Xing said: "I am just a martial artist who is proficient in writing. Thanks to the princess's appreciation, I will naturally rack my brains to come up with poems. But, what are you talking about?"
"Your little Marquis is also a scholar. Do you also want to compose a poem for the princess? I think it's just right. Why don't we compete in poetry and see if I, a rude warrior, am better, or the little Marquis who studies a lot?"
Lu Qingshu's expression changed. Although he was a scholar, he had liked going to brothels since he was a child. Reading was the most troublesome. How could he write poetry? If he could, he would not invite those talented people to come.
Lu Qingshu hesitated and remained silent for a long time. When he saw other people looking at him, he felt a little ashamed on his face.
The scholar who wrote the poem raised his hands and said: "The little marquis saw that you did not respect the princess's orders and disobeyed the princess's wishes. It was really disrespectful to the princess. In order to protect the princess's image, he jumped out to say something about you, but you didn't.
I purposely dragged it to him and rambled here and there, obviously because I didn’t want to compose a poem and was disobeying the princess’s order.”
"Besides, the young Marquis has a noble status, how can he compete with a guard like you? Since Guard Meng wants to compete, just compete with me. Let's see how your poems compare with mine?"
You are a licking dog, but you try your best to lick the little Marquis, but you don’t know how much benefit he has given you.
"Since the young Marquis has a noble status, why did he just play chess with me and make a bet? Doesn't it mean that his status is inferior?" Meng Xing said.
This sentence was said so well that the scholar was immediately speechless.
"Young Master, I'm afraid you don't understand poetry, right? It doesn't matter if you don't, so there's no need to hide it," Meng Xing continued.
Lu Qingshu was resentful in his heart. This boy would pick up any pot of water instead of boiling it. This was because he was deliberately embarrassing him and making him lose face in front of the princess.
"Do you know poetry? If you know poetry, write it quickly and stop talking so much nonsense!" Lu Qingshu said angrily.
"Know a little bit."
While he was talking, Meng Xing had already arrived at the table and started sharpening his ink.
Lu Qingshu was humiliated by him, so naturally he hated him and wanted to see his jokes. He knew a little about poetry and wanted to write poems, but he was not afraid of being criticized by everyone.
As children of powerful people, most of the people present were literate, and many of them had also studied poetry. Even if they could not compose poetry, they still had the ability to appreciate it.
Most people can tell at a glance whether something is done well or not.
When the princesses saw that Meng Xing was competing in spelling poetry with everyone in the capital, they were very curious and gathered around to watch.
Naturally, they had a great impression of Meng Xing, a young man who knew how to paint. Their unique painting skills made them extremely obsessed with him.
Everyone wants a portrait that is similar to their real person, not only to preserve their youth, but also to display their beauty in front of other powerful ladies and ladies.
Meng Xing thought quietly for a while, then picked up his pen and wrote: "The clear sky is good when the water is shining, but it is also strange when the mountains are empty and covered with rain."
As soon as this poem was written, the princesses and ladies immediately clapped their hands and were amazed. The unique font, each stroke is very graceful and has a hint of edge, as if it were just like his paintings, which are all eye-catching.
One light.
The poem also points out that it is clear after the rain, the lake is gleaming, and the mountains are empty, which is completely consistent with the scene in front of me. There are only a few strokes, but it has a strong sense of picture, unfolding in front of my eyes like a scroll.
Lu Qingshu took a look and suddenly felt a little sour: "Why is this guy's handwriting so unique? This poem is not bad. He must have thought about it in advance. However, compared with that poet, it is
A little worse."
The scholar who wrote the poem was a little shocked when he saw it. How could the wording and sentences be better than his? Every word seemed to have been carefully thought out, and it just expressed the scene of sunshine after the rain in front of him.
"If Qinghu is compared to Yangping, heavy makeup and light makeup are always suitable."
Qinghu is naturally the lake at the foot of Qingyun Mountain. Yangping is naturally Princess Yangping. Comparing Qinghu to Princess Yangping shows that Qinghu is very beautiful, and it is always suitable to wear heavy makeup and light makeup. This is a personification technique, but
This realm has suddenly risen a lot.
Moreover, it also highlights the princess's unparalleled beauty from the side, just like the Qinghu Lake after the rain.
He not only wrote about Qinghu, but also praised Princess Yangping, killing two birds with one stone.
Lu Qingshu and the talented poet were both stunned. This method was simply countless times more brilliant. He praised Princess Yangping calmly, but no one felt any sense of violation.
Because of Princess Yangping's coolness, nobility and unparalleled beauty, she is very famous throughout the capital.
If this poem spreads, Princess Yangping will probably be passed down through the ages. Everyone who reads this poem will feel the beauty of the princess.
Lu Qingshu immediately felt extremely regretful, why did he let this guy compose poems? He was originally going to pursue the princess, but now it's better, letting this guy take the limelight everywhere.
Once this poem comes out, this Meng Guard will probably become famous in the capital and become a high-profile person in the capital.
Lu Qingshu was furious. He didn't know how many tricks this guy had. How come every one of them was so eye-catching?
This feeling was like the other party slapped him hard in the face. The more he tried to suppress the other party, the more painful the other party slapped him in the face.
The princesses and ladies also opened their eyes wide, chanting this catchy poem, and were filled with envy.
This is a poem about Princess Yangping, and it is written so well. It compares Qinghu to the beautiful princess, and also compares the beautiful princess to the beautiful Qinghu Lake. Every reader talks about this poem
Poems will all talk about the beauty of this princess.
This is every woman's dream.
Princess Yangping was also extremely surprised. She looked at Meng Xing with a pair of beautiful eyes. She didn't expect that she was so beautiful in his mind. This poem is also a rare masterpiece, and I am afraid it will be circulated in the capital in an instant.
Could this Meng Xing have fallen in love with me? Thinking of this, Princess Yangping still maintained her cold and noble image, but her heart couldn't help but beat like a frightened deer.
Zhuo Lingyan was a little dissatisfied. This damn Meng Xing didn't write about me, but wrote about the princess, and made the princess so beautiful. He clearly wanted to covet the beauty of the princess.
Damn Meng Xing, stinky Meng Xing, it’s so bad! He was eating the food in the bowl and looking at the food in the pot. No, I’m afraid he didn’t pay attention to the food in the bowl, but looked at the food in the pot.